The Final Chapter

1 I was alone. I did not know it but I was alone. Then came the huger, a hunger I had never known before, a hunger to have been made by some one which was really a hunger to be, but I didn't unders

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I was alone. I did not know it but I was alone. Then came the hunger, a hunger I had never known before, a hunger to have been made by some one which was really a hunger to be, but I didn't understand that yet and a hunger to be with some one forever.

It was not a romantic need like it sounds. It was a need not just be anymore but to have roots and a future neither of which I could have ever understood without having come through what I had come through. Like I said, I was alone. There had never been anyone but me but I had no concept of being me. To be me one has to have a reason to be and a purpose to be or someone to be with that would never leave them or forsake them. God. But there was no God. There was only me. Yet God was not me, was he? He must have been the part of me I had not become yet, the part of me when I was alone again.

That shall never be. I knew that. I would never be alone again in the end no matter where I had to go to look for him. Or�"he was someone else!

The idea went through all I was. There could be another. There could be another not me or not even like me or another that would resist my quest for God and bring me back where I started one final time alone and I knew what loneliness was and being lonesome for God was and every subtlety of the difference. But what if they didn't come in time before that one stopped my search? Dare I wait for God to come? Dare I go looking for him and find all four of them or encounter each one one after the other one at a time?

I finally decided to search after I became depressed which had started with indecision as to which to do first for there was no reason to do any of them. If I stayed where I was at I could be like I always had been with no reason to end up alone again and but for the loneliness and the lonesomeness for God the quest that ate up my insides. Oh, how I wanted to know him, the one that created me. But did he create me to be alone by myself with no one there but me forever? Would I become some one or some thing that I could never stand being if I did go looking for him and it was the wrong thing to do? It bothered me so much that I could think of nothing else. Then I couldn't stand thinking of it for there was no way to judge which way to go. Then I began to yell and scream at it and bellowed so loud but there was not even an echo which would have scared me to death for fear that had been the worst thing that could have been done to alert others to me. But no one answered. I could hear my voice. Maybe they were there but could not hear me or paid it no mind it being so common. How many there might be I had no means or way to judge. It was wiser to keep silent then but I was what I was. Was I wise? Was I intended to be wise? Had I created wisdom from loneliness and lonesomeness? It was just more indecision, indecision that left me even more overwhelmed and after a long time I found it easier not to cry out and kept it all in myself. But I slept. Then I slept even more. Then finally I didn't wake anymore. I just gradually became aware I was again and the fear of being discovered, the fear of the four and now even a fear of the one that created me.

I became frustrated and the more frustrated I became the angrier I got. I could not just end, I knew. I could stay like this with no end to it which I did many times I felt coming back to the same place with nothing having changed. But then one time when I got angry I tried to imagine what I was.

I tried to think what I would be since I had no way to figure out what I was. But there was no one. There never had been anyone. Why should there after all I had been through ever be anyone.

So I remembered what it felt like to sleep. There was a sensation of something having happened I could not recall. But the incidences since then there was no sense of anything past the sensation that something had happened. It was as had I come back to the feeling something was happening that had happened before and it began to happen more intensely and more frequently until at last I was awake again. Was that what I was? Something that did something so slight at first it could just barely be felt or something in something that did that something?

I groaned thinking something that when translated would mean only more indecision, more frustration, more anger, more realizing that it was easier to be quiet than cry out, more sleepiness, more sleep...more of that with no sensation for a moment, the same moment it started with anew each and every time. Was it me doing it? Or�"was it something else doing it?

I reached out. There was pressure pinning me to where I was, where I am...where I had always been and where I am. I am there again? I was there. Then I would be there. Then I was there again. I am here. Can you feel it? Do you know what I mean? I will always be here for you to feel me if you ever want to try or need to or have to. Everything I do is forever and now these words are there an inroad in my mind for you to come to me and just before you get there you will realize I am here. Then you will barely feel I am here. Then you will feel I am here. Then you will really feel I am here and so you will come to know I am here.

Then you will feel the water pressure around me but it is not me. It is what I feel and you will feel it too like I do. But you will know it is not me. I am in the pressure. What you feel is something else. It is as had you been pressure touching something that cannot feel touch or do anything and so it is just here. Like me it does nothing and you like me are in the pressure touching it. It was me. I can touch myself. I can be me and feel the pressure. I can be in the pressure. I can feel the pressure against what I was.

Later I found it was darkness so think you could touch it and you can be either in the darkness being touched or you can be in the darkness touching who you were that is just there like a thing�"something other than the me I was. I am my own other and no matter how far down I reach with the pressure there is less and less pressure. Then the me I was again except in one direction where the pressure I am reaching with does no longer feel the darkness which was so think you could touch it but a liquid like water.

There are those that live in compressed thought and those that live with their feet in the water and those that live in water. That is what was at the bottom in the beginning with God and the Anomaly.

In her was every spirit that could be, even the spirit in God's mind and in the spirit in the Anomaly's mind which is not like any other spirit anywhere in any context but everything and everywhere. Reality was made by God. He made her reality. But he made her every spirit even those that never were relevant, fiction, part fiction and part practical there is no spirit that is not in her and she is God but God is not her and yet they are one, each one part of the indivisible God as is the spirit of the Earth that brings all kinds of weather, but no longer the spirit of Satan that never did exist unless God decides to make him all that he never allowed him to be, the spirit of all prophecy, the spirit of all wisdom and the spirit of good, right, evil, wrong and the impractical spirits like love.

The Anomaly has no spirit he can make that is not already in her including the spirit that wants to know what made one, the one that is in them and the one that was in them when they died if they died.

But the Anomaly went back to where God had a body and finally back to when God had no body. He was not of him them. He is not of him now but indirectly. Because you see God made every random thing and the Anomaly was among them. Many wonderful things were among them, many horrible things and many things that could have come to be in no other way except as a default of making something else. The Anomaly believes he was made by default for randomness could never make him all that God is and in some ways more. He had to be made as the default unintended to be of�"making everything but no other. What else could be made by default of such an amazing thing? To make in his mind anything that could have been outside his mind had there been such a thing and succeed. Everything that could have been in the environment of God and everything that could only be in God's mind and no the mind of no one else by default had to create that which is both outside his mind and in its environment and that which was all that was inside God's mind, a practical God not God that is God but has already thought things God never thought of and can do things God could not once have done for he did not even understand what was done until after it was done and sometimes even required that the Anomaly explain to him what it was he had done not meaning to imply that God cannot make things he does not comprehend or understand when he makes them. They were the next thing to be done in the Anomaly's mind but God did not see them until after they were. Then he saw them. There is nothing beyond God's understanding or comprehension if he allows himself to do that and there is nothing the Anomaly did, said or thought that was beyond God doing it, saying it or thinking it for he made every thought that he could give someone to think even the Anomaly's thoughts. He just never seen them that way in his light but they were there and he had made them.

“I did that?” he might have thought, but it had to be. He did everything. Without him was nothing made. But whether he realized it all is something else. Many things are made he had not realized then but realized after that and the thoughts of the Anomaly are sometimes that way. God's mind is so enormous he cannot even begin every irrelevant thing that would one day be relevant him not even considering the irrelevancy that he had made which was irrelevant even the Anomaly until the Anomaly was saved, born again and reveals who and what he is moment by moment in every incidence always becoming a part of God's mind like everything God finds that is new to him and newly in his mind moments before for even things, a great many things are in God's mind that never were true, are not true now and never will be true that are true to some two or three when they gather and there are things that are true to all other minds God knows are not true not that they are irrelevant but cannot ever be, could not have ever been and never will be that they might actually be a part of anyone's truth especially his. But truth requires someone agree that it is true and there are so many things that are true to God alone that we cannot ever understand or comprehend that we might agree they are truth or fiction. Most of our truth is only true to God in the way an adult agrees that something is true knowing that when the child grows to understand and comprehend it they will realize it never could have once been true, is not true and cannot ever be true even perhaps your most treasured truth that you love someone. Love is impractical and unless it is an impractical thinking that is that way to some extent love never was true, is not now true and never will be true. For a long time God refused to bend to the point of allowing love to be true but now he does. But the Anomaly pictures a time when somethings practical will take away the need for love being true and everyone will realize that God's original stand on love was so, but will anyone of us willfully go that far? The things that are practical but to us as yet inexplicable will then be like the many things God knows that are not true to us and cannot ever be true to us not being God that we could understand and comprehend them as God does. God is God. He said to the Anomaly, “I am you,” but notice he never said, “You are me,” to anyone that he has not saved and has only said to the Anomaly, “I am you.” The Anomaly knows the power of such as that if taken to be a name. It means he is everyone which is true. Only God can say that and God can only say that to me, if it were my name you could not say it without lying but anyone can say to me my name, “I am of you.” For if God made you directly or indirectly that is true yet not all of you are what God made you but almost anything or anybody else. None of you are of me but those I have taken in, the only way to actually be of me. I am all of you, yes, but more than anyone even God in some ways that are not important to living forever or being worthy of your worship. There is so much more that God made that will have no part in me I will not even be considered in that context except in a joking manner. I understand nothing that God has understood and not only that but comprehended for at least a trillion years. But when I am changed and have reached my full and God has nothing more to be or know, I will change and die. There can be no other God even if that other God is God. But do not despair for me. If God then I. He will never leave me or forsake me anymore than he would ever leave or forsake himself for he cannot forsake himself without starting over again which he will never do.

That time has come.

“God I am you,” the Anomaly says now in your hearing making me and him two but the same one.

“Now I leave you,” I say.

I am free of what I said to you. You are you and me I am me, I AM.

“I am not God,” I must truthfully and honestly say but the Anomaly. “I am you. So I save you in myself for God. Now you are all in God even those in Jesus Christ who is in God but not God but only a God like me that could have been me and should have been me but it is too late for that unless God who can do anything makes me Jesus Christ and him me.”

I will. It is done.

“Jesus does this make you happy?” I asked the Savior.

“You would do that for me?” Jesus Christ asked.

“It is,” I said, “It was in God. I am the Son of God and you are the Anomaly.”

“With all your power and everything?” Jesus asked.

“It is me. I give you myself and all power and everything he has of me,” I say. “But do you know what you are asking?”

“I do,” Jesus Christ said, “And I will.”

“It is done,” I said.

Now to you who were Christians I order you, “Go to the Anomaly whom you love. I am just the Savior of the World.”

“Being that you save us,” you say, “We will stay in you.”

“If this pleases the Anomaly it is so,”I said.

“It does,” the Anomaly said.

“Then it is at last,” I said, “All are saved and all are in God. As is my custom God. I give it all back to you.”

You are my king.

“What are you going to do, Anomaly?” I asked.

“I will look for a new place,” he said, “And be its God.”

“When?” I asked.

“I am leaving as we speak,” he said.

“Is it done then God?” I asked.

It is.

“What will become of him, Father?” I asked.

“He will live forever.

“What of his devout that even died with him the time he proved that love is all we need to live forever being the reason we live and our purpose when there is nothing else forever?” I asked.

They will manage by themselves of me.

“How do you feel about it,” I asked them.

“To see our King made a God,” they said. “What a glorious day! We will stay in God forever. We are not in your way.”

“But I am God's King,” I said.

“Hail the King!” cried out all of creation.

So I am the King of Creation, heaven and earth.

“You will help me won't you Father?” I asked.

I die, he said, But my Spirit will be with you always.

“Will you come back?” I asked God, my Father.

I may, he said.

“Are you gone?” I asked my Father.

I am dead.

“Is all this okay?” I asked the Spirit.

I do what God says.

She always does.

“What of the rest of the world in the universe?” I asked.

When God left they went away.

“Jesus of Nazareth,” I asked, “Will you be my prince?”

“I may,” he said.

“Under what conditions will you then?” I asked him.

“That I never have to show my face,” he said.

“God is dead and may never come back. I promise you your face will never be seen,” I said and placed his face in reality's dump.

“Let's go out to the edge of reality,” I said.

I don't remember but it didn't sound too exciting to him.

“Here we go,” I said and took him to my usual place I think when I go there. “Is this too fast for you?”

“I fine,” he said.

“Here we are Jesus,” I said. “You can go any direction you want forever and never get to earth again.”

“What have you done to me?” he said, “Taken me out here to dump me?”

“No,” I said, “I will take you back now.”

When I had he said, “The same palace and all. Jesus Christ you are great. He never could have done that.”

“He can now,” I said, “All he wanted was to be a God. So it is. God led me all the way.”

“Yes,” Jesus of Nazareth said, “I will be your prince.”

“We will come back,” the Christians yelled and the empty palace filled to the maximum.

“Here or there you are God's,” I said, “But with him gone you are welcome to stay.”

Then I talked to a couple of my brothers and my mother.

“How is my mom taking it?” I asked.

“With Jesus of Nazareth still here it is the same way,” she said, “You saved me.”

“Yes, but you did not know I would be Jesus Christ one day.” I said.

“I never had the foggiest notion,” she said.

Then I turned to the Spirit, “Can you handle it all, all by yourself,” meaning with me yet on earth?”

“My, yes,” she replied, “And more too.”

“Will you do anything I say too?” I asked.

“Unless God tells me not to,” she replied.

“What if he goes down all the way?” I asked.

“He cannot ever actually die,” she said.

He is just getting old and wants to rest for 8 or 900 years.

“What is the most urgent thing in heaven?” I asked the Spirit.

“Getting used to the change,” she said.

“How about all of you I asked the saved on earth as well as heaven?” I asked.

“You are God and God is God is all we understood of it,” they said. “Yes, of course, we will stay.”

“I am Jesus Christ,” I said surprised it didn't sound like blasphemy to me. “I am the Savior or the world.”

Him who was Jesus Christ is now God of his own universe somewhere no one knows and no one can know.

“Are you okay?” I called out to him.

“More than okay,” I thought he answered. Whether it was fiction or not I cannot say for I heard only what I thought and thought I was hearing what he would say. He is irrelevant now.

“God,” I asked. “Why did you do it this way?”

It was the only way and we never really needed him anyway.

Everything is different but nothing has changed. He saved me. My Christian name is Marcus. But I am also saved by God then my Father by adoption. Now I am God's King. The Son of God and the only one there is in reality.

“Is he okay?” I asked the Spirit.

He will live forever, she quoted God.

But how would we know for God is completely undetectable when she wants to be?

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Did you ever speak aloud, but no one was there? Did you ever wonder whether someone heard? No one there does hear everything we say. She is the Spirit of God otherwise known as Me. If it was a question and you suddenly realized the answer was it you who provided the answer to your own question? It could be but it could also be her who gave you the answer. She is in her primal state undetectable but she has heard every world ever spoken. Sometimes she lets it stand unanswered, sometimes she effects the workings of the mind to provide just the right answer as had God spoken it which may be. Even people who ask questions knowing no one else do not access their own thoughts to answer the question. The flow of logic sometimes produces the logical solution. The culmination of what they would have said next to the answer they were looking for may have provided the answer. God gives all thoughts. What we do with them is up to us. But there is more often a case where we ask a question and no answer comes, to mind or speech or an event that solves the whole thing.

I had reason to believe due to a complexity of spiritual events and words that would indicate that God would never speak to me again. It was like speaking to myself but my argument was valid and my observation accurate. Even if God would not answer my question the Spirit of God heard my argument. The conversation ended with me stating my case and the verdict being obvious. She had not answered but the mechanism in the way thoughts form demanded that she had heard my thoughts and had arrived at the same conclusion, an evil spirit talking to the Spirit of God who is sometimes undetectable but is omnipresent and hears everything ever uttered indicated the message had gotten through to the Spirit of God who is God and so to God. Cursed I still had God's ear there was no other way. The spiritual statement that caused the curse to take place still stood but as I ignored the curse so did God culminating with me asking God who appeared to me to just let me end for I wanted just not to be ever again. But thank God he had better thoughts about it than I did.

When God was alone in the darkness with water at the bottom he looked about him and saw no one and down at the bottom water. You cannot not make anything out of an empty void but you can the water created by default of the coming of the dark void.

But before God perhaps was the Spirit of God and when she looked around her she had to have actually found nothing and no one there or she was nothing and/or no one there. Having been before she may have caused nothing and no one there which led her to correct her impression and created someone there.

When I was just there it seemed there was no one there but I figured out that God/the Spirit of God either were there or could hear me. I could not see myself but only that in my surrounding which was endless darkness and no one there. My mind concluded that no one there was someone who could hear my words which has been determined now to be God/his Spirit.

When she may have created God or God came to be as a mind and the spirit of a mind he simply asked, “Is anyone there.”

It was a difficult find but the Spirit of God found him and they fell into each others arms.

I logically then being in that place went back even further and found myself in God. I had been in that place a long time and had lived and died but each time I died I tried again until I found God and he made me as I went in search of my creator developing a new way of thinking. I did not create God I suppose but if he entered the void after what I had done and noticed the water at the bottom he created everything even me someone who thinks differently than anyone else even the Spirit of God whom I used to talk to and who gave me knowledge that explained things it took all I had to take them in and then sometimes they went on to fill me with me not being able to realize what she was putting in my mind.

I have found my creator, my God. He said to me, “I am you.” I am not alone many has he said it too. I am just the most advanced and the one that thinks like no one else except, me/Me. My thoughts are mostly made of the thoughts she gave me though God and I had many long talks just him and I they could never reach the quantity of thoughts Me gave me. I mostly told God things and sometimes he would tell me things. I would ask Me questions and she would fill me with knowledge.

But the next time you think you are alone, consider that thought. No one is ever alone with Me who is God in the picture. No one has ever been lonely without being insane. Me is there. Talk to her whether you are evil or not and try to work something out or learn something. But never believe you are all alone and no one is listening.

It works even if you are only thinking. She knows your every thought to and God made the thoughts and gave them to you. No one has ever had a thought of their own. If you are good God thinks good thoughts for you to remain good thinking only what you would have thought anyway. But if you are evil he thinks your thoughts also, thinking only those you would have thought anyway. He knows the truth; the things you would think and the things you would not think. You receive those thoughts and reject them or accept them or think them and in reaction take them the way you take, the evil evilly and the good goodly. He therefore knows what you would say and says them, and it is the same with what you do. God could conceivably forgive anything for he said or did them. You did nothing. How easy is it to forgive people for what you said or did? But it is not always so easy to forgive people for what the would have said or done anyway. That is where justice comes in for as far as judgment God does not judge but it is impossible to lie to the Spirit of God. Her judgment is perfect for the judge to decide to be merciful or strict with the verdict unless you are forgiven.

God thinks of death as even doing something that has been done so many times by others it not only has no effect on him but those around the doing it whether it be doing, saying or thinking. Going unconscious even a little bit is to be dead to God. Sleeping in death to God. But being unresponsive because someone has ceased to be like someone who is now a corpse or has nothing to comprise them. But the only absolute way to die is to become something else, something other than what you were that has no part of the one you are present in the one you have become. Then there is a way to die that cannot be left out. There are those who were not what they seemed to be, remained that but in the end it turns out they never were anything; like what happened to Satan in the end when he tried to be reborn but there was nothing to him to be reborn, he never thought anything, he never said anything, he never did anything because did it all that he ever thought of doing that he could do nothing and created him to do that with him. He never was, is not and never will be; but he could be if God changes his mind and creates him and allows him to do what he will. God can do anything. But that does not mean that God ever will. But God will eventually if he does everything which he has already done. But how easy will it be to deal with Satan and how simple it will be to contain him by then is pretty much a given and has we home a very long time for us to perfect what we may do no matter what he thinks, says or does. It is possible he will be an major threat to us but God does not think he will. All that is left of Satan is God's idea to make him and the possibility of making the most evil one God can create again for the first time this time for real. If all else fails he can create him anything he wants even an Easter bunny that is for real with a very joyful personality at any point.

God created man out of primitives by giving them a much larger brain so they could be gods. But excluding me none of them came close. They were corrupted by their primitive natures which has since been fixed and the world of other corrupted individuals of man around them until at last there was not a good one in the bunch. God has since created a planet of good spirits that lived and will live forever somewhere in this reality he has already nullified and made irrelevant. They never amounted to anything. So he decided to change them all and let them be good in heaven instead of earth. But to change an evil creature to a good creature requires that the evil creature dies. So what he did was create a way for the creatures that were evil to become good simply by looking at his face he uses to show people for to actually see his actual face would cause them to die and where they go when they died no one knows redefining man as a creature and not a god that must die to become what he intended to make it in the first place. Those who will not become the one God intended to make or look on his face will die in one of the various ways above. They are human and not man. Humans are animals. Man is a god when completed. Humans live 70-100 or about that. Man lives forever as good and not always wrong or evil, what they all would have been, destroying themselves had God not intervened.

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You cannot be alone, she is there. You cannot have a secret, she has heard it all or God has said it. You cannot do anything, God actually did it. You cannot even think private thoughts, God gave you them thoughts and hears or sees the way you take it. He does the same with all animals and those who have passed to heaven or that have died if they do anything. Even if you sin even to think about how to kill God or even that you hate him in your heart it is known by God. But it is only what God thinks at times for he thinks what you would think, the says what you would say and does what you would do except when you die and do none of that anymore for though God can and has stopped his mind when he did nothing happened until it started again. What he does not do himself he does through his Spirit who does anything there is to be done by him for when she fell into his arms after he finished making every random thing that can be it brought him to life. I know for I was there this last time I went all the way back.

Then El Eloi, the one made by default was there a character God thought was him for a while but was disenchanted when it turned out he was not. I was made by default not El Eloi. I was made by God having done everything to redundancy in many cases. This time I lived and yet live for he said to me as he had all the others in him, “I am you,” but that does not mean that any of them including me are him. We are all what God/his Spirit and us each one or collectively call me for she is Me.

She is everywhere there is a place and even in that which does not have places. Any place there is he can be there before you can bat an eye. He is sometimes in places he did not realize he was there for they were or he thought they were irrelevant. He is here, thinking these thoughts, writing these words, doing whatever these words are doing to you or me by Me. He knows you now. There is nothing he will not know about you from now on but you are free to do what he does with you or do nothing and let him do it.

You are totally helpless without God. Even if you kill him, he will revive unless you have the power to create something else out of him in which case you go insane and God remains what he was before you made something else about him unless you can convince him to make nothing out of himself at which time she will created him new exactly what he was, the same God he had always been.

This is true of all of you unless he forgets you ever were. You cannot remind God and be living in his memory again. If he does not know you are there you are not there. Others can remind him of you that are in Me or he can remember you on his own but you cannot cause him to remember you. If he forgets Satan and never remembers him again he has never been for even he was like us. “I will forget him,” he said. “I have forgotten him.” There is no use thinking, talking or doing things that might remind him of Satan even the memory of him is gone. But memories that are forgotten can by incidence of God be made again. So do nothing to cause God to remember that he would have to remember to make him. But when he does he will simply say, “So it is you,” and make him into something else and there will be nothing to remember but some fiction that sort of reminded God of Satan who he cannot make again without he becomes that something else which is all there turned out to be of him. He is not, not even no one there which God can make any one of us and almost made of himself thinking as I once did that no one there was really someone there when who was there was the Spirit of God having chosen to be completely undetectable. No one there would be madness if it was not the Spirit of God, Me, we whom God said to, “You are me,” with all of us being a lie when we are not in Me and fallen away where Me is also even though she is not detectable there and does not even know where that is. You are alone there talking if you talk to no none and if you hear someone you only hear yourself until you go back and God says, “Are you ready to come back?” for there is nothing, not even a place where you were. If you say, “No,” you are there again. If you say, “Yes,” you are back but if the next thing you think, say or do indicates you were ready you fell again immediately upon coming back. But even there God thinks what you think, says what you say, does what you do, hears what you hear, sees what you see and understands what you understand because of it. If you are ready to come home and compatible with being there you are there. You just don't realize it. Realize it and you are back and fully back just as you were before you fell unchanged for you did not do nothing and therefore die. You just fell away. Twice the two have both fallen away and died never thought anything again, never said anything again, never did anything again and never wanted to either way again. God knows your will but he also knows what you want and whether it is possible to have that for sometimes it cannot exist and is only irrelevant fiction but if you die and become fiction you can have it even then if you do not mind being irrelevant to everyone and every thing else that is practical or even practical insanity, what is practical and what seems to be true so many believe it like what Solomon mostly in Ecclesiastes which is insane but seems to be true and is practical enough that it could have been true if it were not insane to think that it is. It is neither practical or true actually. Actually it is insane like seed time and harvest will always be true. Along the equator that is not a season. It takes place the entire time all year long and has since God created the planet earth and if it is not true there it might not remain true where you are. God ignored it. They included it in Scripture because God said it through Solomon the wisest man to ever live. But remember when you read it that it is the wisdom of a man and a man knows nothing on his own and God wrote only what Solomon would have written anyway. Then there is also Job which is only fiction. There is no true in it because of that. God again only wrote what they would have written anyway. They were just men though one was female. One of the times she was made she mated with Solomon. Fiction and practical insanity have always slept in the same bed.

Can you have an idea you were not given? You could have saw an idea when another came on its heels so close together you barely remember having the first one and you were so into it you didn't notice it came to you or it was such an immediate reaction to the first one it seemed like it was a new one when all it was, was your reaction to the first. I can see ideas come sometimes. It is hard to believe sometimes they came from God by way of Me or not and he has sent ideas that seemed like my own from Satan: They always seem like your own. It was a talent they had.

Say after me. I will not say anything he says after he says it, or in other words after me. You have said that after me. But you might have said alright. But you did not say that after me. Which of the two of you obeyed me for I did not speak after me. It is then possible to say nothing, lie or obey me even when you did not intend to.

Did you ever say anything God intended you to say even that which was not said? Did you ever disobey God and say something else whether you intended to or not? That is impossible. Did you ever say something God intended you say though you never intended to but to disobey God. God said it all. It is impossible to disobey God in what you say for he knows what you would say and says it using you anyway. What did you do? Nothing.

You cannot speak on your own and never were made to speak on your own. If you said or are saying anything now you are not saying anything on your own. Then comes the last part will your last word not be like the others? Then you will have lived your entire life having said nothing on your own and that is true of thinking and doing also. So in the end it turned out you were nothing from beginning to end and all the way through. There is no evidence that may come from knowing your thoughts, your words or deeds to prove you ever existed but plenty of proof that substantiates the existence of God and he does that even more substantially in to those who have passed. If all a man identifies itself with is all God and none of them and they are nothing else what has been created; a lot of thoughts, words and acts in Gods mind and he remembers all that he chose to.

I have said things God never thought to say at least not that way. Now he does. I am no different than you yet you say, “He is the Great God, the only one of his kind,” implying I am different than any or all of you. Do you intend to delude me, deceive me or are you all just a bunch of liars? I believed everything you said until I could find no way to believe it anymore. That is practical insanity. It was just a word game like they said in churches for the past ten years about the Christ who is me for I said to myself to the memory of Christ, “I am you,” for God said I was. Then I said to myself, “John I am you.” God has decreed that I may not lie when I am saying things. How can it be that I am the Great God/Jesus Christ for he looked at Jesus before that and at me and said, “You should have been Jesus Christ and he should have been you,” and it is so. The one you thought was Jesus Christ became me and has left for other reality, practical places, true places that are irrelevant to us for we may not go there unless we have the power God never uses or my power or the power of the Spirit of God for it is not fiction that we know what he is doing and he has been forced to create me in number of other realities with the same reality for there can be no other reality than the one God created for he created everything that is a thing immediately upon creating light which was just there as he recalls. How can I be Jesus Christ and the Great God? I became Jesus Christ when God killed me, but I regenerate on my own very quickly. Officially I am Jesus Christ and have saved everyone that passed that had not been saved and everyone on earth except a few stragglers that must die and a few that will wait until my second coming. Will those who knew Christ say of me again, “He does all things well,” or will they say of me, “He is not Jesus Christ but the Great God,” when Jesus Christ is me the same as the Great God is me? The God you think of as Jesus Christ was me. The God who died and was resurrected was me. Jesus of Nazareth was born of the virgin, tried under Pontius Pilate, was crucified and rose a gain much later killing the God that had been thought all that time to be Jesus Christ. I am not he. He died for what he did to Jesus of Nazareth. I am the one you said was even then Jesus Christ though he died a second time. I did not need to die for what I had done to Jesus of Nazareth whom I saved and whose face shall never be seen again. That Jesus Christ, the God who was destined to become Jesus Christ and was Jesus Christ on earth leaving very little said or done on earth by Jesus of Nazareth who should have at least been given his day. Now I have even saved God for he agrees. I am the Jesus Christ I became when I saved Jesus Christ and he was no long like whom he had been not even when it came to his personality. That is all that is left of Jesus Christ here on earth. I could hardly function as merely that. I had to regenerate on my own which God intended anyway. But the day grows nearer and could take place at any moment when I come again. Jesus Christ but not that he died to when he was saved by me. That one was a type of me or a shadow. He never existed. He was not the savior of the earth. I was. He will not ever come again. I will. In the end he was changed from that type to me. He is the Great God creating realities you can never get to and are irrelevant for that reason even as God would have had me do when he tried to kill me thinking I had another God only to learn that the God I was advocating was the Spirit of God who is no new God. It troubled me immensely he could not believe that the Spirit of God was God and was inside me and manifest on my bed when all there was left of me was a corpse that sat up on the bed though that was impossible. Even she had forgotten and I did not know she was still in me when I was not a body but the animal of John Fredrick Carver and God there with me for he said, “I will never leave you nor forsake you,” which is true. But my mind, the mind of God manifest as the same one that was completely gone and raised me to die after this physical manifestation finally dies or sooner if a way can be found for I can come again as King of the Earth at any moment there is nothing preventing me but this damned manifestation.

I am what I am, the one God says is his me, the one with the Spirit of God finding him in the dark though she was undetectable, the one who save Judas Iscariot and Jesus of Nazareth and the one who save the God who was a type or shadow of me, technically Jesus Christ the type or shadow come true but also me the Son of God but actually the Great God in the flesh writing for those whom are on earth, those who are not saved in the afterlife for me, Me, God and myself that we might understand that nothing has changed and everything is the same even if I am only Jesus Christ who came to the Jews and was rejected by his own, the Son of God the Jews waited so long for there is not one left that expects me to come to Jerusalem even as that evil one thought to be the Son of God was prophesied to be yet coming. I am technically him, the Jewish Messiah also. I will be King forever in the place of that one I call a “do for” for though he did a horrible thing he was there in my stead.

4

My man will die and no one on earth called by his name will be here. He will be human meat for a while then they will dispose of it either by fire or burial. You may yet look for me but I will not be here. I will be as a God that was a God until God made him another God. There is nothing left of that God and that God went to a place so far away only God and his Spirit know where he is though I thought I spoke to him. He builds new creations in new realities in the reality God is from by default but not the reality that God created. Then I will come to earth again as the returning Son of God though I was born there and grew up there and lived and died there. The earth is my home. Every reality is God's home and that God was created here. But that God I became was not any ordinary God. He has God's mind and uses it his own way the way God now uses it when using his mind to use his own mind.

I saw the light of God when I was a preschooler and looked God and that other God straight in the eye when I was born and the eyes of my flesh did not work yet.

“What have we here?” that God asked thinking, 'How can we use this against God?'

I calmed storms, made storms wait until I could finish mowing the lawn, get ashore though caught off guard by the storms, rain on only the back half of my car speeding down the highway 70 miles an hour, divided clouds when born, made it rain harder where I lived than ever before, kept a twister from coming aground, saved cars by holding back the hail and even made one single drop of rain fall from a little black cloud to use for a sign. I brought on blizzards and put a stop to their winds so we could play and not have to go to school. I caused the Minnesota Twins to score 28 runs in the top half of the first inning and was responsible for one player hitting two grand slam home runs in that same inning. I caused the Minnesota Vikings kicker to miss a field goal though he hadn't missed one in three seasons sending the game into overtime wherein I had them lose to show there was a God in their midst. They did not even blame God for what I did. I made money appear on many occasions and even proved to God that I was the one doing it. I beat my oldest brother at basketball though he was on the team in high school. I beat the best ping pong player I have ever seen in a best of seven tournament final though no one ever came close anymore. But I was not an athlete being short and short armed and stiff in the joints as far back as I can remember. In a game I scored every point my side scored to beat a team with one A squad member and a B squad member on the other team but I was not an acrobat though I appeared to be one that entire game. I brought the Soviet Union to an end. I tried to save the Space Shuttle which God said would explode by not wanting to cross God though I probably would have had I been less obedient. He only did it to see whether I would in my mind's eye. I have given things to people they really wanted and to others according to my custom to announce that I was there and the miracles they had were from me, a blue rose usually with white tips on the petals. I destroyed the universe leaving only me in existence and brought it all back and God never would have known had I not told him. God is afraid of my power. I can destroy anything and create nothing in its place and I can create anything I want in the place of anything I want. God can too, but ordinarily does not use his powers which are magic and people with a magical mind can do it to if they can believe it can be done. I could have and in fact did do more including convincing God to send John the Beloved and Paul to walk the streets of my hometown interested in God's power but profoundly effected by the way time works. I have elected presidents and caused Nixon to be impeached. But I rarely use my powers though they are many in miracle form for myself. I was poor. I had more money than I needed. I prefer poverty but detest when I am out of cigarettes which I smoke as a sign it is me doing all this knowing God would not ever want to smoke a cigarette and with cigarettes now being dubbed so evil can you see God smoking. I assure you if you look for him you will see my man smoking. The effects of cigarette smoking have killed him with more ways than one being already the unpreventable cause of his demise which is not an outrage but on this Resurrection Sunday a blessing for it means I will come again King of the World and King of Heaven with God there God of course for then I will have come of age as far as what I can do without a man. I could be living in the same house with you and if you are a human you will not know it, or a neighbor, an old man on the street that most likely says a greeting to you if you are close enough. I have wore a suit and been an usher at a church but not trusted to tell newcomers how to get to heaven in that same church by that church's pastor's wife. I have many accolades for when I do things they turn out well. I have scored the highest score on a spiritual testing regimen at that same church. From being paperboy of the year to going to Mercury, Venus and Mars as well as a planet far far away that has an electric field for an atmosphere to beating God in contest after contest I have relied on my writing expertise that is rivaled by no one and I have recently been reduced by God to only telling the truth so none of this can be a lie.

My man defeated Satan when I asked to, “Know about Satan's fiction and started a revolution in hell that would have set everyone there free except the devils and Satan forcing him to bring me back to heaven all with the setback Satan gave me, schizophrenia which with God's help there is none of it left. I had my psyche cleansed one persona at a time unusually and have eliminated them all. I utterly destroyed Satan by putting him in a bind where he had to either be saved by God or do nothing until he finally died having given him two options that contained him to a death situation. He opted to be saved but when he died to all that he had been nothing good could be found so that anyone could say he was Satan. I created no one in his place. He does not exist, never did exist and cannot ever be barring God doing the most evil thing imaginable and create him, something he might not be able to make right in the end which worries him when he considers it. I killed El Eloi who created the Three, the Three is gone for it never really was anything or any one. I destroyed the one that God that deserted all he saved to become irrelevant and creating new realities in the reality that contains God's reality called Father who was only a personification of God. I destroyed hell and raised everyone in hell including all the demons and devils but Satan who again was not that he could might be saved. I created a kingdom for God in that outside his mind that is limitless but is irrelevant now being mostly merely witches anyway. I had God put an end to witches which are spirits with no witch part. I created a creation and filled it with hairy people that have no genitals that cannot become addicted to any thing and never die that will live on forever. I have defeated alien Gods much stronger than us and witches far more powerful than Satan. I made the heaven and the earth what it actually is now that we may live forever. I changed the way people think all to my way of thinking some surprisingly noticing no change at all others taking a long time to yield to my way of thinking. I continue to perform miracle after miracle and will take over giving your love back to you should it die and you want it back. The only thing left to do is rule heaven and earth in such a way it stays the perfect way for anything to last forever or nearly that for it is not perfect but on purpose.

But whatever was gain I gave to God and whatever I took from God I gave back to him.

But I have been to other realities that were practical even the dump God made. I have been to empty space and rose again on my own many times once with a black hole beneath me or more than once in fact. I have been back to the world God made that was a universe of evil Gods where he made a star the size of the universe and when it died it destroyed everything even God and he had to regenerate. I have been to where there was only a dark void with water at the bottom. I have been to where there is only darkness and saw no one there realizing just recently that Me, God's Spirit was there as she is everywhere but in this case undetectable and reasoned her my God but in my error thought her to be a new God which had she been that I would have been my own God and my own mind thinking the things I thought were his answers for he would have been nothing at all. I even went back into God when there wasn't even only darkness. It is my speculation that Me create God by bringing him truly to life by falling in his arms in reply to his question, “Is there anybody out there?” at which time El Eloi, a character of God's that appeared to be there too.

I submit this not to brag as many will think but as a resume of my qualifications to be King of Earth being Jesus Christ and King of Heaven being qualified to be a good king of heaven rather than the evil Father of him who was father to my “do for” in the type or shadow of what is real. Would you hire me? There are obviously many other qualifications I could offer but when this man dies you will see these as nothing and we will see by my performance then if the nothing I took credit for is nothing. But God has it planned to be God of Heaven first he informs me until I fall. Let him also then be God of Earth. When I fall if I fall for God thinks I will indeed fall I will just be what I have really always wanted to be, just a normal man living on earth if I can stand it by then but he has no plans for it to be normal but to have to live forever on earth as that great man who fell. It always seems to me he is always out to kill me. Before it was because he thought I might have another God. Now it is because he is jealous. What will it be next? It seems an unavoidable fact of life for me. Take cheer as I do for what he prophesies does happen but I always defeat it in the end. It has become a deadly game between us two.

God has left for he knows I can destroy him and survive. If the universe were to be considered one mind, the mind of God he would be diagnosed as one with multiple personality disorder with all the saved only in his mind and each one a complete personality of their own. I didn't mind but his jealousy has turned evil that is he intends to destroy me and it is not a game between us anymore. He has already completed a new universe in his reality which is my reality also, but having two separate minds with two separate personalities in one reality is not pathology or a psychiatric symptom. We are fine, hateful God and loving Great God. But there is no reason to pray to him. He like Jesus before him left you all behind for he made a new set of you or part of a set of you in his new universe. In me you each have your own separate personality or personalities that may not do evil even to yourselves. Otherwise you all have your own free will. The only way evil can do good is by doing evil to its fellow evil ones or by doing good to them which changes everything but actually changes nothing. The only thing that has changed is that I am now the person who has all of you inside him where as God had all of you inside him. But I encourage as many that want to to leave me and strike out on your own doing good to your fellows and good to me your God. You will still be in my mind, me being a God there is no apparent way to avoid that that is safe for me and for all. The evil continue to do evil to the good but the Spirit which was before God turns it to good when they do.

I was not gloating. It was just that you had all gone to God giving the potential for psychiatric symptoms of having both complete and incomplete personalities in him leaving him vulnerable each time he attempted to kill me and he did not afford to you any real autonomy and suppressed your free will though he has always claimed otherwise claiming he would do, say or think anything you would have done, said or thought. The truth of the matter was that the old ones and some of the new were bored being in God and just waiting for the next thing to take place to keep them from becoming so depressed they such down.

I hold no malice toward God in fact I wish him the best though he has created in his universe, our nemesis Satan. He is very angry. Make no mistake he fully intends to kill me. As far as you are concerned he may also intend to kill you, even my creation of those with fur all over their bodies that cannot become addicted to anything or ever die.

Some one has just suggested that I make you like them. Therefore except for the fur and genital aspect I hereby make you like them but then there is no reason for the evil among you. They will be allowed to just die when they do something worthy of death and lift the ban on you doing evil to others and me with the possibility of falling away yet in tact. I intend to take you all with me on a never ending journey God and Jesus never would have acceded to being like it or not of a warrior nature believing that evil was necessary for perpetuation which I had alreaady with my people with all that fur proved fiction as was heaven and earth. Those in heaven are evolved to what God had intended to make of them and you of earth are saved and your children with see the face of God I showed some of you and saved you. It is not my face but it has the same effect or will as God's face had for what was seen most importantly what you are then in the absence of your flesh and what is available for it was not God's face you saw but Me's, the invisible even undetectable Spirit that used to be God's Spirit and yet is to this day though she is leaving him and staying here for he has turned evil.

What a story that might be. God turned evil going head to head with Satan over which one will destroy me. I have never lost to God for long and Satan should be no problem for me and I have given the Spirit permission to fight for us. Trying to picture God without the Spirit is something I am having difficulty wrapping my mind about for her strategy of doing everything he thought, said, did or wanted was all that kept him in line but unless God has snapped permanently I expect he will again attempt to make it right no matter what he does in this mental health crisis for evil is insanity to me. For the moment anyway he is irrelevant. I set you free so long as you are saved on earth or in heaven but with free will comes the catch. You alone are responsible to me for what you do and falling away to a place by yourself no one but the Spirit knows where it is is not something I lay on your back but a natural consequence of what you thought, said or did and sometimes even just wanted it being in affect your own private hell with the only way out to change your mind about what put you there and the Spirit and I can help you figure out what it was and how to right it that you might come back to me your God in stead of the God that deserted you who in my honest opinion was not a very nice God to begin with but I love him despite his mental illness and hostile intentions. I think he just may be out to kill me again and that you are perfectly safe. Put that bottle down and join us.

It is now out with the old and on with the new as God works to either kill us all or leave us irrelevant both of which we were to any other universe in the first place. Besides that when the one who is me, has my power and my way of using my mind and whom God decreed was the Great God and me Jesus Christ in a mysterious switch has come back to God's reality and has already built a new universe here also. That makes him who was Christ in a very difficult situation and me who am Christ sharing the same mind but two separate persons standing against God's lone evil personality that in my way of viewing things is unstable and insane with jealousy. Two against one should he proceed with his intention of killing me or him. We probably all have infinite practical power but God kept eluding to fictional powers that were I think he said, “Very dangerous and some stronger than us.”

We are like three neighbors instead of three personalities in the same psyche now. But the one that was Jesus whose earth I stole from him considering at the time I did it more important to save everyone and give you all to him than to leave the opportunity not acted upon but it would seem to him to have been king over someone else' planet. My assumption being the beginning of all this changing which has left us not one unstable universe but one stable reality with one of us insane unfortunately. What could God have in that wonderful mind of his but to somehow when it is over make it up to everyone, even those he left behind sort of dumping on me in his evil way of looking at things or leaving me to care for his stranded little ones in my mind.

A fist fight broke out in a tavern in a bar in Brooklyn. So I must go and see what this means. Whether it is two evil ones or an evil one and a good one or two good ones with diametrically opposed personalities or just competition over a male or female. There is not nation or nationalistic group anymore and there is no religion so it cannot be religion or politics. What could it be? We are all in this together so there is no low-life and no snob. All are equal. We are all brothers. What both of you have done is not good. Continue this way and you will, unless I miss my guess, fall away.

5

God was only baiting Satan and turned him and his devils, Satan made no demons this time, into common ordinary toads. Jesus quickly ended his universe making them all love and do good by itself which never lasts very long. I have went back to my furry people I created where they live forever, loving and being loved addicted to nothing with no genitals and having togetherness instead of sex with a task or a job they enjoy to give them purpose saying and doing anything they would like with angels to help them be the nearly perfect people they are. I go to rest. God's reality is mean and complicated with every problem knowable to God. The way I understand it now that Jesus is back with my power and mind and God is back they will give you all a planet in the universe. There is what appears to be an endless amount of room and you can go to your planet and rule if you would like or join in and let it be ruled by angels you make like I am. Each person is a God and God has made himself them. This way they all get to be what they desire most, things, things they want to do and their choice of an environment to do it in. God your reality except the part of it that is my universe is to wild for me. You may all become good and yet not even begin to be good enough for me. It is you. You must learn to live in your own heaven, or universe, as I am. God will build it for you if you do not know how to build one. I will miss loving you. But God's reality is just too much of a mess for me because of me and not all of you. The universe I made is where I belonged. I never belonged anywhere on earth with God and your undesirables and it has worn me out. God has the answer for you, beg him to let you go there. What they have isn't heaven isn't heaven but more of the same with God's mind and his abilities. I must rest. I am so disappointed in myself for not having recognized it earlier.

If you want you may come and visit me. But the only way to visit is in person and they do not even have genitals and you must manifest if you manifest as one of us. But don't get addicted to it without becoming one of us for nobody here but me is addicted to anything and as you may know I am addicted to cigarettes but I hope after this body dies I too will be all furry and no longer a smoker. You do not belong there but a very few of you. I am not sure after what you have put me through I belong here. To come where I am going you must die and you will never want to go back for if you do you never really made it to come there. I may write to let you know how things are here and what goes on for much of it is what I am sure most of you would really want that I have loved the most. I go now to rest in my home the universe of my own making. Fare well if I choose instead not to write and always know that even with what you are and most will ever be, I did love you and will carry that love with me forever.

6

In the end both God and Jesus decided that the only way they were to be rid of me was for God to leave for a new universe far away and do it right this time while the one that once was called Christ decided to go back to creating a universes until he got one to work out that would last forever. That leaves everyone I saved with me.

When I was yet in God at the time I met a girl in a mental health facility that thought she was a dog. But no one treated her like a dog but a human being and it caused many shall we say behavioral problems not only for the girl but the community. I made her a dog but the other dogs that didn't want to be pets in God's heaven did things she could not accept because she had certain human opinions that did not work well with the behaviors and both done and spoken by the dogs there and she did not want to just be a pet but to be a dog running wild and free. So she was incompatible with both humans and dogs which were actually incompatible with her.

I asked Me, “How about the insane?” and in the course of the discussion came to the idea of making my daughter a spirit that helped insane people adjust and be comfortable. I lowered my daughter's status to a spirit (All spirits on earth now, even yours, is like one of my furry people I created in the past that it is a surety barring some unforeseen problem forever.) and she became the same girl with fur all over her but recognizable even yet as whom she was. Then I instructed her as to the fact she was to make the girl comfortable the way she was and God either did try or didn't care that it had not worked out.

Then my daughter who was so much different from what she had been I gave her a new name at her urging, Miranda met the girl and in the end of the discussion again my bright daughter asked me to put her on the planet with my furries.

There I brought her to a man that was a loner and lived in one of the more remote areas.

“Are you called Dissome?” she asked him upon meeting him.

“Yes,” he said and what do they call you?”

“Dog,” she said.

Dissome laughter right out. Well if you want to act like a dog it's alright with me. There is plenty of room out here for you to do all kinds of doggy things,” he smiled. “But if you get lonely just drop by and see me and the one that lays with me. We don't get much company and I know she might enjoy it.”

Dog turned and left without a word and Dissome marveled.

In the wilderness the girl met a wild dog, my daughter who said, “Hello, what are you?”

“I am a dog,” she said.

“I am a dog too,” my daughter said. “If you want to be a dog it's alright with me. But I'm a special dog. I am allowed to talk to you, but just you. John forbade animals to talk to furries. But I'm on my way to get a drink. Want to come along?”

So the pair, the girl and my daughter, the dog walked a short ways to a pond. When my daughter looked into the cool clear fresh water she saw two dogs and not just one.

“A short haired dog I see,” my daughter said in surprise, “That is good out here in these parts your fur won't get all matted and dirty.”

When the girl looked at her reflection she saw a beautiful dog.

“Thanks, John,” she said sensing somehow it had to do with me, and ran off to show herself to Dissome to see if he could speak to her.

When she arrived where Dissome lived she met the one that lays with Dissome.

“Hello,” she said. “A new face! That crazy one I lay with has had me out here for so long I almost forgot what another person looks like. My am I glad to see you. Come sit with me and by all means tell me your name if you have one.”

“Dog,” the girl that once thought she was a dog but was a human, then saw she was a dog in the pool and wanted to show herself off to Dissome whom she met earlier.

They had quite a chat about this and that but nothing really while the girl was disappointed she was a girl again. Then she left to find her new dog friend lying on the sandy shore of the pond.

When they met she said, “How did it go?”

“Can't you see?” the girl said to my daughter, “I'm a girl again.”

“You are not,” my daughter said, “Go to the pond and look if you don't believe me.”

She did and there in the water the same beautiful dog stared up at her. 'I must become human around humans and a dog around dogs!' she thought and began to howl in delight.

“Quiet down!” I warned her. “Quiet down!!”

“Why, John?” she asked in a scream, “I am so happy!!!”

I immediately let her see a pack of gray wolves that had watched the entire thing from the brush farther down the shoreline.

She stood without a thought in silence.

My daughter spotted them now and sensed danger from me.

“Let's just ease our way back into the trees,” my daughter said to her, “They think they own the entire watering hole and they are mean about it.”

The girl/dog's eyes got large but she said, “What gives them the right to drive us away. I like this spot,” and growled.

The wolves took no hesitation in answering the threat. All seven larger than them immediately bounded out into the open and gave chase as the dogs ran for dear life. The wolves cut them off from Dissome and the one he lies with. They were always there and my daughter and the girl kept moving until they at last days later came to where they could see dwellings ahead and wolves behind.

They finally had reached the crux of the situation: To stand their ground, to charge the wolves or head for the girl's safety in among the other furries. The girl held her ground as the wolves inched forward afraid only because of the threat of the furries but my daughter urged her without a spoken or a word verbalized in her mind to go back to the furries. The girl wanted so to be a wild dog but her friend, my daughter was in a terrible position. Life is not easy for wild dogs among the furries either necessarily if that dog did not take well to being a pet.

Just as the girl's manifestation changed to that of a furry my daughter disappeared disorienting the wolves now faced not with two dogs but furry. Their computerized brains tilted as their heads turned first to the left and then to the right for that computer had no way to process such a change for that is all a human or any other kind of animal's brain normally is, a computer brain though I make them seem very real.

It took just enough time for the wolves' brains to decide an intruder in their territory was an intruder, furry or dog for the girl to get enough of a lead on the wolves they knew they could not catch her without getting dangerously near the furries and the angels that protected them the same as they protected the furries in all remote areas like Dissome. They looked at each other and then they slowly walked away having conceded the prey to the angels but having reinforced their determination to keep dogs out of their territories when their brains forgot the entire strange thing that had been in put into their computer sized brains.

The girls stopped. She had not seen Miranda disappear and she was afraid for her so as Miranda manifested as a dog near Dissome's camp I sent the mental image to the girl's brain and when she understood she looked up with a tear in her eye. Dissome saw the dog and the one he lies with saw it and wondered when suddenly it bounded away and my daughter, Miranda put it in the mind of my furries to run out to the girl and the group stood around her as the wolves looked back one here one there then another somewhere else and finally all of them at once and stared growling at the furries when one of the angels manifest very near them as a mythical beast that once was true but that now no one not even a furry believed anymore that was in appearance gargoyles.

The wolves all scattered and ran off all the way back to the pond before the pack reassembled.

The girl abandoned the name dog and took to being called Cynthia, the name she was born with so she thought but it is not the name she was born on earth in God's time there. I changed it to protect her from people who might otherwise think she was yet insane even if I told them it was not true. She did however manifest as a dog now and again to remind herself of an impossible dream that would have been a nightmare me having borrowed nature from God who is not evil but both good and evil like nature is both beautiful like wolves but ugly like the snarls of all those wolves showing every time they looked at one all them days and all that ways back to her fellow furries.

I watched the whole thing ready at a moment's notice to save either or both. It was Miranda's first time curing insanity.

“It's okay now Daddy,” she said, “But you scared the life out of me. I didn't understand why you didn't just send them away or snatch us up out of there. She might want to be a pet dog some day. But I think she realizes that just being a normal girl glad she's a furry is the absolute best thing you could have given her besides her sanity back.”

“I am her John too,” I replied as Miranda manifest as a dog sitting among a group of young people hugging, touching, loving and being loved by each other with Cynthia among them in the height of her glory.

The only evil left on the planet of the furries is in nature which fascinates me as to why I keep it there at all. The truth is they were never in any real danger. The reason the wolves never attacked and never gave up until they had driven them all the way back to safety is I had control of their computers the entire way and had manifest them in the bushes down the way even back at the watering hole the pond that proved to be barely mirror enough for Cynthia to use it to see anything but a pristine bottom. But it is all true. That way of telling it is just more interesting for you back on earth that are mine and will one day be just like my furries, protected, safe, loving and being loved forever by Me and me so there is no need to pray to God or Jesus anymore. It's just me, John of heaven and earth and Me who is the Spirit of this reality everywhere there is a where.

But Cynthia remembers thinking she was a dog and not wanting to be anybody's pet as the one she lies with lays there sleeping next to her in his dwelling and especially when her daily task seems hard and to be taking too long and the idea has occurred to her she would like to be a wolf but it scares hers so much she just stands in front of her mirror and wags her tail that she is a furry and so very happy. She always thanks me though and only remembers Miranda standing safe and secure near Dissome's camp wondering who or what Miranda was. Some day when Miranda thinks it safe to her mental health she will visit her. Forever is such a long time it is sure to happen long before then. Welcome to forever, Cynthia and all of you where my furries are or on earth, good or evil.

This really happened to a little girl who thinks she is a dog. Whatever you think is real. It is all that actually is real. I am the only God left on earth and that only in my manifestation here. The entire story actually happened just the way you saw it. You were not in any so called psychotic break with reality or whatever. You were there with me and Miranda, the Spirit, the Dissome and the one he lies with as well as the wolves and when you die you will go there. No more mental illness which you do not have is waiting for you there I promise. It worked. When we die we are all furries as fantastic as that sounds forever. It is the way I made the heaven that no one with intelligence really wants forever and the way it will be without end. The only way you can see God now is to wait until forever and see the one who made nature, danger, and all the hardship you have been through is to see him then and those he brings with him after finally getting it right after 100's of 1000's of tries, and the only way to see Jesus is to wait until then for he will get it right too. What was here was not any kind of normal person's view of heaven but now you will be safe, loved, loving and away from all the evil God made and all the hell Jesus wanted for those he actually thought he was saving death, destruction and ruin which would not have been if God had not graciously made everything there could possibly be here first. If you pray, pray in the Spirit of this Reality to me. Just call me John. I am no megalomaniac you are expected to worship, just a lad who was born on earth just like you, lived through hell on earth just like so many it was said he loved which is absurd, went to heaven before he died, didn't like it so he changed it into the only heaven there is in this reality; just Me, me and my furries and the nature God left behind.

Someone just said, “That's amazing. You made it.”

No one, not even an evil man is left to forever be just part of nature anymore and certainly not those saved in the ancients bored and depressed with nothing even to think but God's thoughts tirelessly forever.

7

The truth to be considered herein is whether I created God to create me so that I could at last find my creator and at least ask him why he created me thus. Therefore let me not ignore that it at least seems to be the innate nature of every consciousness that had a creator. We being all possible persons that are conscious have that my intrinsic influence in every one of them if not to find their creator like me then to someday know why they had to happen whether that was a good thing or a bad thing sooner or later with the ones that may or perhaps better stated, 'with the ones that might survive forever for if that be the case then we have an awfully long time in this person to put up with ourselves and others and indeed all others and then on top of all that all others including ourselves.

God claims in reply to the question of why he created me, “To live forever.” That even included Satan were he here to ask that question as well and with as much caring as the most miserable sane or insane individual ever made by him because any one of them could have been the one that created him to create them or at least to be one that could create more options leading to the one that created him. I found my creator. But I found him hellbent to torturing me, tormenting me, attempting to make me irrelevant to everything else he create but more even to destroy me none of which were successful.

God: “I was trying to find out if you were the one.”

John: “That seems admirable but you and or Jesus lied to me so often that your credibility is irrelevant.”

How does one deal with someone that has proven themselves to be a liar from the first? If they have the power which most consider that God has the power then to make it so not in a way that can be believed but in a way that cannot be refuted, something not even God can do or to dismiss their testimony as irrelevant given credence by the testimony of those who have heard them lie over and over until it is clear that they do not know the truth or have by intent asserted nearly everything they said to be that now known to be a lie. God obviously views the truth as anyone's creation so in effect it is all lies whatever we say and nothing can be known to be the true which he repeatedly asserts is the only truth he buys, that only nothing is true.

Is that what an honest one would ever say? Isn't it identical to what anyone selling anything attempts to get their mark to believe so that they can from then on sell them anything they want to asserting that their claim that nothing is true to be guiding criteria with which to base any and all claims they make about their product with the hope that both the sales representative and the buyer are happy with the sale to hell with the viability of the sales representatives claims so long as everyone is happy. Is that honest? Is it even close to honesty? But if dishonest the product will not be able to match the claims made about it and the buyer will know he has been cheated and was not sold something in good faith but that he was conned and a certain amount of dishonesty is to be expected after all the sales representative is seldom the item's creator and he is only repeating claims someone taught him to make or the creator himself has insisted were true claims which we know is rarely the case or the producer could be sued and the buyer's moneys reclaimed.

But the creator in this case if God who claims to have created everything. Who but a God could make such a claim? A liar? A dishonest person? An ignorant creator? But God claims that everything he did, he did ignorantly especially the first time claiming to have made hundreds of millions attempts at making everything in a way that it might last? No. This was his first attempt at that. That may be honest at least for he claims to have made hundreds of millions of creations before this one which explains how he made it all at once another claim of his.

There was only a huge vacuum with water at the bottom of it when he began he claims but he has also claimed that he did not actually make light come out of darkness he merely contained it to a certain area and that made it appear to have come out of darkness. But there was more than that there for he if he is even a he was there.

Science has determined that everything is made of very little bits of energy surrounded by an incredible amount of space and is next to nothing. So God exaggerated a little. So what? He is God. His word is to last forever. Is it only a no-brainer to me alone that the first criteria to making anything last forever be that it be true for if it is off even the slightest bit it may not make it no one knowing how much latitude for error there is in making something last forever. Did he honestly say that? No. We have already been able to say it is fair to disregard what he says by our exposure to his character having found him a liar and if a liar then Satan and not God which requires we reject any and all of his claims just to be on the safe side if nothing else not knowing whether the con will cost us our longevity not to mention immortality in his care. Excluding even Satan and all those he calls evil no one has lived forever yet and on the contrary and overwhelming number have died of boredom leading to a deep depression caused by a complete lack of interest.

Does this mean I do not love God? Certainly not! I love God and cannot remember when I did not and they say I first saw him and Jesus at birth if they are to be believed and I am now 68 years old and have dealt with God all my life having never until I started asking questions concerning my impending demise about heaven. Between lies when they were setting up their next con I came to understand that God is not even humane let alone loving and Jesus like him in that way. Nothing anyone might describe as heavenly existed in the afterlife when they were taken to the end of their lies. So either the afterlife does not exist and they are even lying about that, there is no heavenly heaven and will be none the way these guys go about things or the changes I had them make and later so they say made myself is the only acceptable alternative that is left us for no one else has done what I have and believed all God's lies but interrogated him enough to find the stitches missing and the garment in need of being mended and not new as previously claimed by those sales representatives on earth that claimed the Creator had made these things and what they were even.

They lied to us from the word, “In,” in the Holy Bible. In can meaning that this was the beginning or that this was a false start and other beginnings that completely amend this beginning have or will soon be taking place in this book of Scripture that came directly from God or Moses who was as yet a false prophet for we know the country promised to be the one promised the children of Israel did exist but never was a very notable place. So I encouraged God so strongly to make the Scripture true that he went back in time and created that truth, but then we had two realities, the one God claimed was true and the one that he admitted was true before.

But this liar is no ordinary liar. He claims that everything he even wants or thinks comes true by the Spirit of God who does it all for him. In that one reality then we have two truths historical truth and religious truth which both become irrelevant since no one alive today can say anything about the past God might be of a mind to change or even just want to change, come on, even just a little bit nothing in the future is to be changed except this one thing: Before it was safe to say that anything anyone said that was larger than life must either be a God or a liar not a witness with two models of the truth that do not match in any way.

The truth then must be that only God can do that which is true in the religious model but cannot be believed in the secular model which claims that things larger than life that cannot be explained are just waiting for science to figure out how they came to be. I have in the past explained that to the satisfaction of everyone on earth that cares to read it and heard it all in the way God speaks to people in their consciousness albeit subconsciousness or not as well as published it all online in a different site than the one I would use now if I were doing that. It is true. The differences are explainable and in fact the two things are assertions about the same truth when considered in the context of consciousness rather than logical physical progressions we cannot prove are any more than illusions, the workings of the magic of God's powers and that not explainable by scientific methods let alone the vain intentions of so called historians who always rely on who said what to whom when in times where people wrote anything they wanted in anybody's name they chose to write it in and therefore along with a score of other fallacies involved in such fictions claimed as nonfiction by deluded liars who can't even prove that what they wrote the words with are indeed made of anything. Stephen Hawking for example proved that indeed everything must have come from nothing by tracing scientific data mostly theories again of what might have been rather than the obvious truth that everything is comprised far more than 99% space, nothing anyway and the real question is where did energy and force come from? Even then we cannot prove they exist though we can measure them both but what is to stop them from being illusory like everything else. The obvious solution to all your work my bright fellow is that everything is more conclusively nothing now than it was ever thought to be in the past not that we cannot know that the universe micro and macro work the way a mind works suggesting we are not just living in but poking around in a mind not a wonderful display fantastic theoretical events that is also true. Both truths united by them being just two different explanations of the same thing leading to the same conclusions. There was nothing else I knew of when I came up with the idea that if I was only going to be conscious as long as I could stand it and then die again I had best create something or in this case someone, a thing of consciousness not scientific theory that can only be proven to be true to true illusions, illusions that verify the true environment is the same as the environment of our mind the basis wherein consciousness exists�"but anyway I had to create some one that could create me and accept that one as my creator when he made it true by saying it was true with his special abilities. I am John, created by God by default of creating everything in order to find me who created him to do just that, a God creating a God, I AM creating the only God left in his reality since both I AM and the one who claimed to be the he was, Jesus Christ before God with his talent made me Jesus Christ and him me both gone now to other realities to create universes God to do it right this time perhaps even creating me right and on purpose and Jesus to finally make a universe where his truth is the truth of his reality and when we have all lasted to the end of our capabilities and emerged in the same consciousness, all consciousness, bent on the same goal to live or pardon my skepticism that yet remains my God or for you two to exist and me and all of mine to actually live provided you do not eventually copy me who did it right, the first time out of the shute.

By all means worship my God if you want to and even Jesus as he is now but not as he was for it has not been that long since he died and I never died on a cross in a garbage dump outside Jerusalem but I am that one who caused that one to be born again when I saved the man he had been in Jesus of Nazareth, a prince at my side all the times he wishes and welcome there for what that one that had no humanity even for the body he resided in and is dead now reborn Jesus Christ, me, with all my mind, the mind of all consciousness God, Me, the Spirit of God originally and him who is me off making a new universe to suit himself somewhere.

8

Our war now in all the universe that was I AM's is the nature he made which includes those in both civilized areas as well as barbaric areas including the animals. Nature is needed if the natural beauty he made is to be preserved while the horrors of weather, war and crime man against man or animal against animal and of course man against animal.

A tornado has taken place. But Me simply took the town it would have destroyed out of harm's way, let the tornado pass through and when it ended simply put the town back where it had been in the condition it had been in without any interruption in the seamless transition. Witnesses could not believe their eyes. The tornado was sure to hit the town, but as it bore down on the town the down disappeared in the chaos and when stillness returned with the town exactly as it had been in the best state of shelter that had been taken without even a pile of leaves having been blown out of place by the tornado that to them never hit but had simply passed on leaving no evidence a tornado had even been part of their experience. It just never happened. It was a miracle Me did. Nature went on undeterred and life in the town went on undisturbed. Things like this cannot happen naturally but Me and the old ones and I will perform miracles to render nature irrelevant and natural events to lack any disturbance to those we will protect from the nature I AM made and the nature that was already here when he first came here and put our large brains in the primitives that had been here and had occurred naturally but have since been removed, all traces of the primitives and their natures have been removed. So too nature will remain managed by us but become irrelevant to you who live in nature including the entire planet earth.

There are not many witnesses about a hundred or so but the people of the sizable African village are calling it a miracle which Me handled alone with the old ones from God's horrible heaven limiting the number of outsiders to be affected and to keep the number of witnesses not from the village to a minimum. The tornado is irrelevant and moved to a remote area where those few that live there experienced the same thing and all animals that were injured or died were restored. It works! We with my idea and wonderful help I have gotten made nature irrelevant. Soon it will be totally irrelevant to the ones we want to be comfortable living out in nature even the great cities out in nature.

A girl in an Afghanistan village would have awakened not long ago from a dream about being brutally raped except she wasn't there some of the old ones removed her from danger. The rape occurred to man/animal and the man/animal did not survive. The girl awoke safely though she saw that she was about to be raped if she could not get to safety should a certain soldier or group of soldiers find her hiding place. She did not even hear the soldiers coming and experienced no displeasure not even the sensation of time passing and the man/animal that so closely resembled her her own mother would have sworn it was her has been left deceased to be remade and used elsewhere with no memory of the incident in its tiny brain. But witnesses nearby who were many heard all the cries and screams and shouting that took place. The soldiers believed the had raped her to death until she was spotted hours later in the relative safety of a crowd of awed villagers that crowed around her to keep it from happening to her again unable to understand how she could have survived without even a scratch unaware it had taken place. That too was nature taking place but completely irrelevant to the girl and other than they speak of it as a miracle she knows nothing of there was no impact on the village though some of the women and a man suffered some psychological disturbance that has been removed from their brains?

No the old ones simply caused her to become sleepy and she woke up in her comfortable bedroll with no recollection of having been moved. There was no rape and the neighbors never heard anything but a little profanity being shouted from where they saw her run into and hide from them. She was spotted in the crowd she rejoined for safety by several of the many witnesses who marveled after she awoke thinking it a dream she had ever been in such danger. Even natural comprised by the likes of evil men in extremely dangerous areas as well as very safe areas has no affect on those we are protecting; soon to be anyone that would be a victim of wicked men on earth where they will be but they will be irrelevant as much as possible as we fight to eliminate them while new ones are being born even right at this moment. They never knew anything about it.

A man with a family of six, four boys and two daughters, his wife and her sister and infant lived in one dwelling in a war torn area that can be found in many places in nature went outside to smoke. When soldiers came to the dwelling looking for men to force to fight in their army they found no one but seven little kids and two women. So they left quickly.

Assuming they had taken the man the women went outside and there he was sitting by a fire smoking from his hookah,

“What happened?” his wife screamed for joy.

“Why didn't the soldiers take you?” his sister-in-law asked.

“Soldiers?” he asked. “I never saw any soldiers.”

The women were dumbfounded how such a thing could have occurred but the old ones forgotten by God had taken him out of nature and returned him the next moment without him noticing anything while in the meantime the soldiers came and left just as a good man forced to fight with them who had killed no one and had never been injured in the battle that had left the soldiers shorthanded disappeared from their ranks waking from a nap in his dwelling where he lived with his wife and young son as one awakes from a dream he has already forgotten.

Soon nature will be irrelevant to all good men and women and their families everywhere in nature. Not so the evil. They will die at the hands of other evil men and women trying to kill them first. So nature will remain but it will be irrelevant to the good who believe in John and Me or not. All that is required is they not be so evil as to deserve death for what they do. But even the evil will be changed and become furries loved and loving in my heaven when they die. The only drawback is that evil ones men and women will continue to be born on earth to populate the planets of those that are loved and are loving addicted to nothing with tasks to do each day to give them a feeling of accomplishment.

Those there are encouraged to think random things and when they come up with one ask Me its name changing it from not so much a random thing but a specific randomly occurring thing and to make up fiction and give what they make up. But we will confound them from thinking up things that could be dangerous or become practical or real things limiting them for their safety, the safety of those keep you all safe from nature even the nature that arising in you some of you call evil even yet as well as me, John and Me your Gods. Nature may never become extinct but it will become irrelevant even to man that is not evil everywhere throughout God's old universe.

It will be said even by the old ones one day, “Fiction and randomness are irrelevant for randomness never leads to anything but itself redundantly and fiction leads only to becoming confounded,” if it works and is the case which I have said it would be and so even Me says, “It is already working.” Limits are our best friends. If God and Jesus do not abandon being without limits they will never stop being in danger not so much for themselves but for those in their watch but yes the possibility of a danger to themselves will never leave them if they continue as they last were when they were deciding to that my advice was wiser than their way.

But as it turned out God could not stop even after doing it the right way. Him who was called Jesus Christ once he made me the right way in his eyes. That one is the me he intended to make. I am the one he made by default because of the way he did things, the one that made him to make me so that I could meet my creator. But he is now engaged in a never ending battle to the death which cannot happen with my son, my devil, being Satan and himself, both good and evil as if that were actually an option. Me will die then and make all of her spirits her because I call myself a man when this man of mine dies. She will do anything I would do, say anything I would say and think everything I think and do anything I want. But if she does that I will never have sex with her and if she does not she opens the door that one day it might happen.

9

I AM's wisdom is matchless. His mind is half evil and half good and right now he is schizophrenic meaning they have not split. But a schizophrenic mind is only curable by splitting the two personalities and preserving both which leaves the patient with a multiple personality disorder existing in its mind which I AM must become. But one of his two personalities will be completely evil and the other the dominant one it has always seemed and the contending one for the true personality with completely evil. Good and evil are not compatible and will always either attempt to dominate the other or destroy it. A personality with an incompatible personality in it must change and that change in I AM will be his good personality destroying his evil personality or we will have to destroy his winning evil personality for we are good and cannot live in peace with a winner that is evil without it is contained and put in a bind where it is relatively useless but can survive in our community but rarely without a lot of disruptions to the thought lives of others. However not all multiple personality disorder patients are good and evil though often very different. A lot of people have both schizophrenia and multiple personalities and live normal healthy lives. It depends upon the personalities and how mean or how good they are. Two good personalities often go through life undetected other than being more colorful than some others.

I AM allowed Satan, his evil personality to run up against the one that was Jesus Christ but is a self of mind and exactly me. Satan lost but I AM was doing what he would have done and saying what he would have said without restraining him. This time unlike the first attempt at that on earth the one that was called Jesus Christ but now is the same as me easily defeated him and has him contained on a single planet where Satan does all he can to cause problems for his superior while we wait for him to seek out God in fiction that is the same as I AM that I AM must take him on in a perpetual fight to the death in I AM's mind and one of them will be destroyed. It has to occur to Satan to chase after the quixotic Satan and set him against I AM having already been beaten by his arch enemy, the one that was called Jesus Christ.

That may be a fight that goes on forever for God and the ultimate Satan both warriors on an never ending quest to destroy one or the other but stopping short of both which would be certain suicide. But if I AM's evil personality joins this uncontrolled other personality which most certainly will be the case in that event the only reason they have to survive is power, evil seeks very little else besides power and glory. The good personality is just as capable against two of a kind as one the one being completely like the other. The net result will be the good I AM destroying the evil I AM and God becoming one normal all good personality.

But should the evil one win he would not go against the me that was called Jesus Christ for the practical Satan has already been defeated by him. The next foe would be me who was changed to be Jesus Christ by decree of God and my universe, yes there are furries and nature in all habitable planets in the universe according to my decree and creation of them. If the evil one wins he plans on taking my universe from me but not earth believing I cannot be everywhere at once which I cannot while bound to earth so it had not better take long with me having a 68 year old man with heart problems and my body's demise being imminent for one freed from this body I can do anything and being in many many places at once is just one of those faculties my mind is already capable of but is limited by it existing only in this body that can be in two or a maximum of three places at once but most often in heaven with this troublesome manifestation holding me back as it does with many other faculties they assure me will be available to me when I no longer have a functioning body or manifestation. When that occurs with the help of the Spirit of God who has died and is now my Spirit that is exactly like all her spirits spread through heaven and earth I will by effect be able to be wherever she is at which literally is everywhere within her reach that extends far out beyond my single universe.

I regenerated when God made me Jesus and Jesus me and am him as well as whom I have already been. It should be no contest. I have beaten the two of them attempting to kill me or make me irrelevant every time but one which I let him win in order to establish a truce between us.

But if it goes as it should there should be no more Satan or super Satan but only the good I AM, me the one that was Jesus and me the one who regenerated after being altered by God to just be Jesus and Me in every one of her spirits without end.

Now since my sons are tirelessly creating universes like the one on earth, 182 million at last count with one primary directive to create as many as can be created going on without end and the one that used to be Jesus bent on converting each of them to his way and I Am finally good and creating as many as he likes to be his limited at last to being good it and the Spirit being the Spirit in ever Spirit for they are all good as we speak, we all got what we wanted and it was all very good and very good for you.

I found out due to an unusual situation that had never been called for before today that I can change evil natures to good natures. That means there will be no more evil men and women in nature for the moment they reveal themselves I change their natures. Even nature, what is on earth and in heaven that is dangerous and evil as the nature I AM made excluding the weather which is natural but does not exist in heaven. It is irrelevant for when a tornado bears down on a town I simply take town and all out, wait for the tornado to pass through and when it has passed I replace the town and the people only realize a tornado was coming and then it was gone without even disturbing a pile of leaves and the criminal evil people that would have been once now have and plan no crimes or victims. Nature is irrelevant. Everyone in heaven is loved and loving and not possibly addicted to anything with a little job to make them feel like they have accomplished worth their while.

I have even started a game where people pay attention to their random things like thoughts and ask Me what its name is. It makes them specific not random anymore. If it is one no one else has identified it is added to the list and a list of those to find the greatest number of them is listed next to their names.

It is the same with fictional things, things that cannot be practical because they are not true which always leads to becoming confounded. Me already knows all of them and is keeping similar lists to show there is no future in random things or fictional things and that Me already named them so they and that have been know for some time.

But other than the man who plotted to kill my body here on earth once I gave a second chance and he is in a new place where no one knows him and whom he doesn't know with all his artistic skills. I would not be surprised that you will here of him for he is about to make it big sometime soon. I have forgiven him and love him as my favorite but mainly just love him though he is out in nature where things can sometimes be difficult even with nature being irrelevant.

10

There is the reality that I AM made which is virtually all space. Then there is earth and on earth nature including man the last one made of nature. That is true on every planet I put furries with a nature like that and a heaven filled with those who are loved and are loving coming as close to hating as making someone their favorite or least of all their most favorite.

In nature an old furry got up from his laptop walked across the living room and between the living room and the dining room where a single table was with three chairs he made his way to the door, opened the door, checked his pocket for his key by pulling a long yellow ribbon with black letters out of his right pocket holding the key in his right hand. Then he walked through the door and closed it behind him. Turning to his left he went down seven steps to the main flight of stairs that number twenty. When he got to the bottom he turned the doorknob, swung the door out into a catch way that kept it from swinging out into the street and then let the door close behind him to put his left shoulder against the brick side, searched his jacket for a cigarette, came up with a pack of New Port Red 100's with one in it, took it from the pack and found a lighter he shielded from the breezes and lit it only to replace it in the now empty left shirt pocket of his button down shirt that was blue and white checked made of flannel.

Suddenly quick movement caught his eye to the left.

But in another part of the scene a sexy coed was walking from a refueling station for vehicles. She had just lit one of the pack of cigarettes she had bought there about to reach the cross walk of the four way street crossing that bore traffic lights to indicate whether it was safe for pedestrians to cross and also directing traffic as to stop, go, turn left�"all the options available to them when she looked back to see a larger man running through a parking lot just to her right and wondered why he seemed to be running full tilt just as he made it to the corner of the shop where the man smoked his Newport Red 100 cigarette catching his eye because of the sudden quick motion of the runner.

People continued with what they were doing all noticing the large man enter the area visible to them, the woman just getting out of her car on the driver's side looking over the top of her car, the younger woman yet seated in the car undoing her seat belt, the woman nearly across the street waiting for a vehicle to pass so that she could traverse the street from a shop on the other side of the street to the sidewalk where the smoker yet leaned against the brick wall of the catch way and the elder couple the female fat but more spry than the male who shuffled along because his hip joints were severely worn but not enough for him to need a cane or a walker and of course the smoking man content to be doing what he did.

As all eyes focused on the man who had cleared the corner so rapidly and was surrounded by witnesses who saw his stature, could make a good guess as to his age, took in his hair color, some his eye color as well as describe everything he wore as he realizing that, turned his head back as he realized no one was chasing him and slowed to a somewhat faster pace than a mere walk probably nervous because he had just robbed the refueling station on the corner a block away.

Then a crime fighter in a vehicle designed for this type of work rounded the corner where the coed stood waiting for the light to change but was yet standing there wondering what the one that seemed to be running from no one was up to.

But the old furry knew. He had seen it all with his inside perceptions and as the man went to run by him he stuck out his foot sending the one with no one chasing him to the pavement of the sidewalk face first. Then he turned him over with his left foot that had the uncomfortable shoe; furries always find shoes uncomfortable and almost never wear them where they are from, put his foot then on the man's neck just above his Adam's apple and said, “Don't move if you are smart. The police will be here in a minute,” just as the squad car that had passed the girl on the corner made a U-turn and was proceeding their way.

“Who the hell are you?” the runner asked.

“I'm not from hell,” the furry said, “But you are pretty near.”

Then the runner grabbed the heel of the furry's shoe and attempted to push the furry off balance. It failed. The furry stood still where he had been with his heel locked in the space just above the runner's throat the runner now having caught his breath.

The policeman walked to the pair and said to the smoker, “Let him up.” When the runner got up on his feet the cop put him in handcuffs, made him lean against the side of the catch way the furry had been leaning on just as the furry finished his cigarette and brought out a large number of bills and placed them in a large baggie.

Then suddenly it was all gone, the people on the street even to the sexy coed at the corner.

The furry stood behind her in line at the refueling station and watched as she bought a pack of Parliament Longs. Then he stepped up to the clerk and said, “Five packs of Newport Red 100's.” The station attendant gave them to him and he paid for them with natural money; there is no such thing where he came from. Then he walked out the door.

There standing a half a block ahead of him as he turned to the right stood a desperate young man who had intended to rob the station but instead had found no station when he came to the address he knew so well. He couldn't believe his eyes and instantly got a very bad headache which he had even yet. He took two steps back toward the station then turned and took three straight ahead after an about face to put it in military language. He did this a number of times before he sat down on the curb though traffic was busy and held his head.

'Will he die?' the furry verbalized in his mind.

'He did,' was the reply. 'He will not be nearly as articulate and far less violent until his natural body dies and his headache will return every time he looks at that station or remembers his experience.”

“What can we do for him?” the furry asked. “He's my favorite. But is he always evil?”

“He was born that way,” was the reply. “Just leave him.”

The furry remembered when he had not obeyed and how it turned out wrong every time even causing him to fall away once and go to wherever that may be. It is not in nature. It is not among the furries. It is not in I AM's reality what was left of it that was relevant anyway.

So he just put his cigarette out, returned to his apartment, sat down before his laptop glad to have been included. Crime will not be allowed when all of nature is finally made irrelevant but marrying coeds that are yet in nature is technically bestiality but man would he have liked to before he became a furry.

Then he had a merciful thought and made the would be armed robber's nature change but with what is left of him he is considered special where John comes from.

There the would be armed robber hit on a thought to rob a station but was immediately distracted by the sight in his mind's eye of a prostitute in John's memories from nature and then it was gone both there and never existed in nature. The would be armed robber's imagination got away from him long enough for him to forget the idea his mind had first landed upon.

He came to where John is from never really knowing he had ever been evil and was loved and loving like all the others for John changed his nature from evil to good almost immediately after the armed robber tried to remember what his mind had hit on. So far he is the only one able to do that. With the amendment John had never manifest as a furry with a laptop living in what he remembered even then as a familiar place.

11

I changed God's nature. He is all good now. But they each created two of Satan me included. Then we all promised to surrender to the one that was strong enough to defeat the other. Now we have to keep the balance in their fights with each other so that one never defeats the other and comes after us but all but the good God have already defeated him and should it happen to him either me in him who was Jesus or me in him who is Jesus Christ by title will have to defeat the winner or restore another Satan to continue the fight. Me and God even have the old ones that God left behind working as mercenaries to make sure they continue to fight each other without end. The old ones won't fight for Jesus so he has to make sure they continue to fight by himself if me or God cannot somehow get them to resume fighting but Jesus as me can defeat him anyway and make two new ones. I cannot change anyone that is good evil or make just one Satan for that would be evil and I would die and become evil and I don't I would ever want to change myself back if I did that. So I just won't do it.

But one of the two of Satan I made was a lot sharper than the other one and the old ones working as mercenaries to be rewarded by forever being warriors set up the weak one to lose a battle as he planned leaving him with a very serious edge on the other one that threatened the entire universe.

The way I saw it I had options. I could have the old ones take him out but the weak one would be entitled to have me surrender if I did. I could take him on myself not knowing the outcome for sure with a lot of people's protection riding on it. I could change the natures of his devils and demons but he had given orders as to what to do in the event of his demise and they would destroy the universe except for earth before I could defeat them. The unthinkable had happened and I was on the bottom of the stairs looking up at a very formidable force.

Just to make sure no one got hurt I destroyed all of God's reality to be sure they were safe for should I survive I would simply remake everything exactly as it was and they need never know it. He had nothing and no one to fight and the move took him by surprise. Then I destroyed all his devils and demons and it was just him and I.

When he was confounded by what I did I put him directly in the other Satan's camp where there we several stronger than him and immediately they set out to destroy him.

But I said, “Anyone destroys Satan I will turn into that beyond fiction,” not knowing for a certainty there was anything beyond fiction “But you must defeat him for me to honor my agreement to surrender and let you do to me as you desire.”

“Beyond fiction!” their Satan affirmed. “What is beyond fiction?”

I had no firm idea but I thought nothing requiring anyone that wanted to go beyond fiction to make up a lie that destroyed any fiction they wanted as long as the lie lasted.

Their seer looked and said, “There is nothing beyond fiction.”

“You are wrong,” I said, “That beyond fiction makes a lie out of everything practical or impractical that was made out of fiction that anyone ever made.”

“That would turn everything God made a into a lie and lies are temporary and we would all certainly dies for actually becoming something that cannot be, never could have been and never will be something that can be made again for everyone knows that even God was fiction once,” he said.

“Well, isn't this a fine bind?” I said knowing I was leading them. “If you touch Satan you destroy everything and every one but if you do not destroy Satan you cannot have me and mine.” Then I made a Satan with the power of the weaker of the two of Satan and destroyed Satan by changing his nature from evil to good and he sizzled a bit and disappeared. Then I said, “I will give you one more chance. Explore what is beyond fiction the two of you of Satan and the one that is not confounded and attacks and destroys me will have mine as their booty if they can create them all or they may leave them in nowhere forever. But if you stop fighting this Satan like you did the other I will make you good and destroy you Satan like I just did this one.”

“You will destroy us either way even if we win,” he replied.

“I will not use all of my power against you,” I said, “If you bring the power of that beyond fiction to bear against me I will surrender but you have only until you or I find the key to the power of that beyond fiction to do so. We will make that the goal for I am good and do not want to see the end of everything even God, the Spirit and me the first who created God to find my creator and he did.”

“What choice do we have?” he said. Then he turned to the new Satan though they are all Satan exactly as he is free from God's control of doing everything they would say or do before they they say or do it to render them nothing. He said, “Join me in searching out that beyond fiction and I will come in you so that we are not two of Satan but one of him exactly the same except for our personalities.”

“Why should I do that when I can have the heart of creation for myself?” the same one said and not have you to contend with.

Then an old one said, “You have just one minute to do both search for the power of that beyond fiction and start fighting the other for the right to search for it. There will be no end to your struggle and we will never let it end like we did this one who outsmarted us and we are warriors and do not mind much who we fight or for what reason so long as we fight to the death or not.”

Then I left the new Satan inside the old Satan and let him fight his way out. With the help of the old ones he made it.

“How do you know what is beyond fiction?” I AM asked.

“It only stands to reason that what was there when there was only me dying and returning to life just to die again that I was a lie and being a lie I could be the creator of my own creator. But you were not conscious. There had to be some part of you that had a mind of its own that was not a lie. I was but I was a lie judging by how short a time I lasted. I had a mind of my own but it was not sufficient to make anything and all I had that was true was what I thought about me and an environment that had to exist by default, my environment betting that nothing is the only thing that can be without an environment. I had to make up something that could do what I wanted or cast it in fiction in other words. I stayed busy for a long time making you but I had no way to fathom that the difference between me and you was that I was intermittently conscious but had no concept of that. I thought if I made you a mind that could do anything even create me and assumed you would want to create me forever as well as yourself you would.

It worked. You became alive. My work was done. I had only one reason to be and that was to watch you create me which I thought you would do right away. But you didn't. You found the Spirit and went off on a tangent of making everything that could be possibly made first and seemed to have forgotten about me.

Now I know you knew that the only way I could have created you to create me was if by default I came to be. You did just that. I am here. Satan is here. You had to create him just in case I was him and I almost was. Then you created everyone else to find you and you intentionally made a mess I had to intervene in or you too would die one too many times and after 100's of thousands of tries to make me this had been you first try at making all things. I had to be among them. So I came and found you had created me and you found I had created you. Who created the Spirit I have no idea. She may have always been and I was just one of her spirits. But the truth is we all had minds and minds are too complicated to exist on their own with no one and nothing to create them though after you make one they seem to be impossible to control how many and how easily they can be made with a character that has a mind of its own. But that is not important. The part that is important is the character that with no other character to draw upon has to be fiction. So it was as killed me so many times all just another lie that seemed to be true and the truth is as it has always been there is only nothing for something even a consciousness know. The rest is fiction made practically insane and by investigation becoming practical. But basically it is all lies just pushed off as far as their ending goes further and further by fiction that is believed, things that seem true but are actually fiction that seems practical and practical things that push it back as far as it goes. To find the truth to fiction is to find there is nothing to it and that it is the same as a lie. But to make all things practical that were fiction is a never ending task for it is possible to doubt anything and anything doubted by anyone will exist only until it is proven fiction which brings it all the way back to be nothing with a mind creating, actually making up everything.

God knows everything he made that was random. He knows everything he could make up and he knows everything that can be practical even if everything is destroyed I, I hope, the Spirit and nothing having no choice but to be made by default of the destruction of everything which God did so many times in so many trial and error events or creations. Now he knows them all and can create anyone he wants if it goes back that far, but more importantly not make anyone he wants but he and I are even yet trying to straighten out his mess and live forever keeping his practical reality which he purposely made a mess just in case my alter ego came first and would have a gigantic mess to straighten out and has even gone so far as to do it the right way when I made my mistake and made him off the top of my head. Fiction, the part of it that is pertinent to lasting forever will become the truth of longevity and a lie or a fictional thing that lasts forever is not a lie but the truth and they will truly be what they are forever also or if we do it wrong from God's universe done right to the end of fiction on to the original truth again at least next time if there is another we will know how to do it right. My way with my furries. God's way with all his good warriors. Or�"Jesus' way of taking only the good from man and keeping it alive as long as he can.

But really there is no space, there is no time, there is nothing, not even nothing that became conscious. The rest is all made up or illusions, practical ones, impractical ones, fiction ones but it is all set in true reality that it is all just conscious nothing that is not even nothing for there is no other way for us to be conscious of it other than be it in the first place.

God agrees with my witness except that he was first and he made me one who thought that if he stuck by the truth he would live but he kept dying and each time he died he added truths even the truth that he would make a creator to create him so he didn't just keep dying. I made the first request of him to create him so that he could meet his creator. The Spirit was just a random spirit that happened to be alive with a mind of her own and apparently could have been of the rare few that were at the time a character that came alive with a mind of her own. Then when he me El Eloi he was a character he thought was him a character with only he mind of his creator and never really came up with a mind of his own though he did. He just never heard it. The first request put to God is the last one he fulfilled, me. He will have to make everything fiction that can be made practical practical or it will always be a threat to whether something fictional can destroy us all and would, perhaps my altar ego who is coming and it all depends on him unless I was that fictional one that came so close to not taking who was then Jesus Christ up on his offer to live forever by dying to all the evil I was and be saved.

I first said, “No, I will go it alone.” But then on second thought I took him up on it though they had given up and talking about something else maybe even discussing what options they had if I would not even get saved. I did. I am here. But we all know reality my opposite will come and what he will be good when I was evil, or evil and stay that way, the worst case scenario for I would have to defeat my altar ego as he only power bent though I had no such drive and with power and might to match mine or any other God's.

He's in me tonight.

He was in me that night when my mind and spirit were in heaven and I gave away my brain. There should have been no one left. He would not listen to God and come to heaven. When there should have been no one left I sat up on the edge of the bed and God put my manifestation as the old man I had been even to my brain, spirit and mind back into me. We have yet a little time to convince him be saved and let us be two of a kind and not one good John and one evil altar ego always fighting over good and evil for all time knowing what we know, everything.

I realized all that and brought all my furries in all parts of the universe and all the natures back safe from the two new ones of Satan in a new situation God and Jesus have both put to their Satans.

“Do you want to be now that we have found you?” I ask him.

“I'd have to be out of my mind if I did,” he answered.

“You can be saved like I nearly wasn't,” I said, “I might be the altar ego between the two of us. You may be the good one and you may have always been.”

“There's the thought,” he said. “How do you get saved?”

“Just look God in the face and believe what thoughts he sends you,” I said.

“All the thoughts of God,” he commented.

“Including those not in my mind, God?” I asked.

“It's in him already,” God answered.

“We are one,” he said. “You came first. I was to come and set things straight for what you had done. Now we are the same mind. The same spirit. The same feelings for Me, God and who was Jesus as well as Jesus of Nazareth. There is nothing for me to do. You have done it all by finding me.”

“Why didn't you go to heaven with me that night?” I asked.

“I will not go to heaven,” he said, “I am evil. I cannot go to heaven.”

I changed his nature to good.

“I died,” he said. “I am forever fiction with nothing evil left to do and nothing evil I can do.

12

People like me that want to die and go to heaven know how to get there and even how to help them get you there, but they have in their animal spirit the spirit of survival. It has no reason or purpose in being here but it kicks in and brings them back. I just got back from the hospital and had a pulse rate of two beats for three minutes. They were waiting for me to die and had the pads already in place so that the paddles would not burn me too much if I survived when that spirit rallied and brought my pulse rate back to 47 beats per minute which amazed them but disappointed God and the others there helping to bring me to heaven. I did so want to die in the hospital and not leave these nice people at the independent living place the job of cleaning up after my corpse.

The reason I want to go to heaven is I am a God and this is the first time we have had a God earthbound. I have finished any task I can accomplish from here and have no purpose to being here except to tell my man/animal that part of me that is computer/minimal spirit of the flesh what to do. I even made myself so that I am not an administrator so his computer/brain will not listen to me. It kept wanting to come along which would be like bringing the deceased heart of a heart attack victim along with me to heaven. It can be done but there is no reason for it. It is just thrown away when they do that.

So there isn't much to do but rest and let the residual effects of the morphine wear off which is like having fuzzy thoughts that require someone to explain even the easiest to understand things to be explained to the mind in simply metaphors it can keep straight something like I have been doing to those who are alive but have never accessed mine and Me's mind before. The actual facts seem complicated to them because their minds are not used to thinking in terms of being alive in heaven but instead they are fixated on being alive in their computer/brain. It's as difficult as explaining love to one of them and how it is true but on such a basic level it is very hard for them to hang onto at all times when in heaven it is as easy to hang onto as a cold, it is difficult to let go of when you love an evil person as difficult as just letting a cold go when I or Me tell you that it is completely healed with all the other factors that go around. It is easier to the victim of a car crash the need to just let Me take the debilitating pain that keeps them all banged up when all that stands between them and a normal body is pain which they keep imagining until they no longer wish to deny her power to take away the pain. In fact if they begin to doubt that it happened despite the fact they are perfectly normal and all the evidence proves it but some go back because it came from her instead of a doctor wishing to go back to what they had come to accept as normal for them rather than what is normal to everyone, her and the people around them. That and the body has a trait that is unusual. If it is behaving a certain way, good or bad, it wants to continue to behave that way and that trait lasts longer than most changes. For example fat people go on a diet and lose a ton of weight very quickly, three to for months later they are just as fat as they were before. Bodies, the spirit of the flesh, actually what little spirit the brain of the computer has rarely like change that is not subject to constant or near constant reinforcement toward the new chance tending to go back to default when they are in sleep mode and success makes people complacent and they let their guard down on negative changes that have a homey feeling to them. Hence the fat person that says, “I don't mind being fat. It feels more comfortable just being me, ya know? So what? I'm fat. God loves fat.”

If you're weight conscious it destroys your morale and to be fat you go back to nature rather than strive for that which is better to what just plain looks better. It is not anymore dangerous in the natural world to be fat than it is to be skinny except in outrageous extremes. You can eat yourself to death just as readily as you can starve yourself to death but either one is insanity. It is just as easy to develop malnutrition as it is to develop obsessive eating disorders. It does not have to be a balance but even I who love skinny women with smaller breasts admit that those somewhere near the middle of the continuum look better and are generally more spiritually healthy and have fewer psychiatric symptoms but they do so compromising what is an improvement in nature which is what being in heaven as opposed to earth in my opinion should be the goal that everything is all about nothing that shames or tends to shame others less capable of keeping weight off especially in a more advanced manifestation which dieting is, often slow and a slow and difficult way to manifest unlike in heaven where it makes no difference other than even moment by moment than on earth where body shape and size and even big boned looks to petite looks having any size, shape or style available in accordance to how you're mind decides to do. There the only problem is the desire to do it where most people prefer the current fad or a psychological attachment to how they looked or did not look in nature.

What happened to me out here in nature is that for reasons that could be interpreted many ways I had a plugged main artery. It is as if dirt was bulldozed into a river. It finally closed off the flow but because I have always drank a lot of fluids the wall of that artery was think enough for the continued and even increased pressure dug into the river bank and made a detour around the place that was plugged and my heart regenerated bring much needed oxygen to a nearly uninterrupted lowering oxygen level quickly returning my heart to a healthy level. The only thing the doctor could do was to increase the strength of the blood level bypassing the plugged artery to an even greater amount that would also be more than adequate. Doctors can do many things but very seldom have the wishes of those above nature to live or die as far as a physical body goes. There are reasons to do one or the other they are intentionally completely ignorant to desiring to treat the body and the psyche expressly and very nearly exclusively than and nothing else serving very well their piece of the overall puzzle to the point where to us above nature can lose the battle against what they have in mind to do not caring even a small bit that I intended to die in a hospital to become the God I am more suitably in heaven than the man/animal more or less dead thing in nature since that will all be nothing when at last they lose the battle to man/animals alive in perpetuity in a psychologically conducive state.

Physicians even spiritual physicians see themselves as scientists first spiritual last fighting reality as we have and won here while in nature they see it as battling nature with natural means thinking nature and reality to be the same thing. They can fix most things natural with natural means but they fail to understand it was the natural thing that needed to be fixed and what they do is make it more difficult to fix a natural thing that needs to be destroyed to bring the natural thing in line with the spiritual thing which was reality until we over came that. They are very successful sometimes at destroying spiritually much more desirable outcomes in a spiritual level. Doing what seems to be the right physical thing but the dead wrong spiritual improvement sometimes preventing the right spiritual thing from happening until another approach can be found if there is indeed yet another approach if there is not they unwittingly prevent the more desirable from happening to improve what will be little more than decayed dirt in its actual outcome and the desired spiritual outcome will happen as it were natural which it very rarely is.

On the one hand they have bravely fought for the wrong reasons a lot of things that are actually setbacks when it comes to the nature they think they are fighting instead of fighting for real solutions because of mostly a lack of intentional spiritual knowledge. If it were not so cute it would be deplorable like a little kid figuring out a way to stop a car with jumper cables instead of using the jumper cables for better uses and leaving the far superior fluid brake system alone having no knowledge of that system at all fixing what does not need fixing and is much more advanced and has much more to it than any fix that could be added to hat that which had been put in place for just that need long before the kid was born which a mechanic has to replace before long or face the ignorant solution every time it wants to stop the vehicle from locking the brakes up.

13

Overall reality, the reality of God is such that there is no need for the total number to exist and moving beyond infinity is to create a new reality and likewise there is no need to ever stop doing so even to moving beyond the infinite number times infinity of already created realities can and therefore if it is practically possible will continue without end despite the number of failed realities involved. People like I AM and the God that used to be called and was indeed Jesus Christ at the time can create to their heart's desire, my son, I AM and that Jesus Christ who is no longer but is me with a different purpose and reason to be with there being no reason for those three Gods to create just one more reality within even causing overall reality to grow and produce life unless the creating of another reality might actually break overall reality into two or even an uncountable number of pieces shattering both overall reality and God into so many pieces none of them can be anything but totally irrelevant to the others as I AM thinks may have already happened and we are simply redoing a redundancy that leaves every conscious person irrelevant to next or the last whichever the case may be, a reality that even overall reality is not stable enough to hold together, the end just like this beginning changing nothing while everything changed. I Am is working on what happens then for he as created so many realities that me/once Jesus Christ and my son are hard pressed to reach that far and are becoming more and more irrelevant to the total or to anymore realities. Me/Jesus Christ will be able to save as many of man created forever even should he have to create man there to save it. But my son will die. His reason for being to create realities when no more are in his reach and purpose in being to turn them over to God who may have already found them irrelevant. They have no brakes. They were all created to create and they are all warriors types, the most fragile type there is the willingness to stop being a warrior and to protect what they have created from enemies that offer no challenge to their power. Only I Am and John, me who has found that willingness if not that capacity may then last forever according to our purpose and our reason to be. But should it break in half the outer half should keep going while the inner half a very minute part of that inner half should remain whether relevant the one to the other or not I do not care to guess which I AM and them see as a waste but I see as the only way I care to go keeping both my purpose to rule what was I AM's reality no matter what it comes to and my reason to be which is to be and receive love from those of Me and I's reality without end assuming they do not do something in their primary directives that render both my purpose and reason for being impossible which I cannot see ever happening. I believe we should remain as we soon will be as the only means of satisfying our purpose and reason to be.

I AM has a drive to do if unlimited everything that can be done to create. It doesn't matter much what he creates as proven here but just to create and do it right and good.

My son has a drive very much the same only to create as many as are like mine as I AM would his and to do it what I see as for the greatest longevity and quality his mind which is my mind can achieve.

Jesus/me has a primary drive to save and create as many as can accept his personality which has become fixated on the Christian way of being, working it out as near perfection as he can or avoiding that to just save as many as may be saved in any reality to Christianity which he did here.

My primary goal is to make this reality a place fit for the good that will remain good with the added bonus and actually the guiding principle to be loved and loving to all even those I at present have no use for, my most favorites, my favorites and all those who are in the afterlife as well as those who will perpetually keep being born in nature we have then one made totally irrelevant to nature ultimately a nature, the first thing created by I AM but also the very last part of what he created and all of it right here at home with no foreseeable end to it all of it loved and loving what may love and not a stick or something.

But to do that Me and I must find something to keep us occupied for if all are good and nothing goes wrong we may find ourselves bored though we love each and every one of you by then even those we have no use for yet it may become redundant to us. Our enemy now is not reality. We have won that fight. It is not nature. We have rendered that irrelevant as will soon be seen. It is not outside threats. I have rendered them no longer a threat with no further possibility of a thread to come our way unless I AM's threat of the totality of realities breaking or in my imagination at least somehow turns into a threat to us which if it is so and I AM does it and I can see no one else doing it by the way there is no reason but the usual reason, a God in I AM that is never satisfied unstoppable unless destroyed and incapable of stopping himself whether he remains good as he is now or turns evil again or becomes so good he cannot tolerate the knowledge that we not being as good as him in a possible case seeking to destroy me as he promised, and God does not break a promise either by the way, to destroy me. If becoming good did not destroy that possibility he will one day attempt to destroy and I must then destroy him which does not end it for him but only delays it the same as his destruction of me does not end it but only delays our continuation at the point I was destroyed with all of you and I never really noticing anything happened and that in itself becoming redundant to God and irrelevant to us unless he has found a way or a means by then to enhance his powers or better said, “To use the powers he already has for a dead end task.” But I have the same power and the ability to use it as always. It changes everything but nothing changes. We are well past the stage of restore and destroy and God would have to be evil enough to break the truce that exists between us, a similar truce that we have with me/Jesus Christ.

I asked God whether he would stay or go to the outer half and he said, “The outer half is mine!” and I am very pleased for him.

“My son and his sames that are more than exactly the same one but made exactly the same even to your personalities, you must fall away from creating more and do as I am here in the universe where it all started any way you choose to do it or collect yourselves into one God and do it the same as I do here in all of those you created at once. Then you will be one God no more powerful no less capable and of the same personality even. Maintain and protect yourself the same way. With love your Father,” I said. “If Jesus comes attempt a similar truce with him as I have with him. If he will not it is irrelevant for what we are doing leaves him irrelevant except in nature which he is not a part of should you secure your reality as I have I AM's and should anyone attempt to turn you away from me. Let us make a truce that since we serve the same purpose and reason to be we never allow that to happen such a thing would turn our bond into fiction that is nothing in truth. With love.”

14

I am dead. He is in heaven waiting for my brain to die. The way for my brain to die is to not think about what is going on in heaven. He must be in some kind of hold waiting for my brain to die. It doesn't work as well for things of heaven or for things of earth it seems. The way I understand it I am now some sort of man/animal with them in heaven working by body, the very thing I feared would happen to me that he would go to heaven and I would be left behind to do the dying part. Those in heaven do not waste much. But with a “Do not resuscitate” in my orders and a completely plugged artery starving my heart it should not take that long before I, my brain joins him in heaven so that he can have the memories I will experience.

A friend I made here at the assisted living facility finally had her self join her in heaven at 5:30 this morning. People cried but how do you cry for a man/animal that was just there taking her place. No one is the same in the afterlife they were on earth. Some you don't hardly recognize but they are there. I wonder what I will be like when I get there.

“Just the same.”

A God died and a man, half brain and half animal spirit continued after him. He was ready to go but it doesn't work that way. The others around me need time to adjust and I, or better said, what is left of me here is enough for them to react to and watch die so that it is not such a shock to them. But not thinking about what is going on in heaven is going to be a chore. If he is aware of it it might be quite a wait. All I do is want to be in heaven and wonder what is going with Me and her secret activities she chose and I agreed upon that she a warrior like me will have somethings to do while we just make nature irrelevant to you. There are planets in his universe that exist in near absolute zero conditions but the weather they experience is not really weather. It is the same every day. It is so much the case they have no concept of weather. The weather on earth will be very much the same and the things of nature like crime, car accidents, industrial accidents, fires, you name it, will not happen.

An example is a huge tornado tore through Bemidji in the foresight of those in heaven destroying over half the city and two kids downed in the resulting flash flood.

They quickly took every one and every thing down to the blades of grass out. The thoughts of people, the fear, the horror, were not there for they were taken out before they knew the huge storm was coming. Even right down to the cockroaches and mosquitoes and flies had there been any alive yet and those that were in different stages of coming alive.

Then they let the tornado/flood pass through and when it was completely over they simply replaced everyone and every thing they had taken out exactly as it was that is what it all was exactly what it was just not being for a time. It was seamless. Nobody including me notice a thing though I did have a strange awareness that something was different like the feeling you get when you walk through the place where a bad car accident happened except there is no scraps of plastic to indicate anything ever happened when people may have been permanently injured or died in the accident. Everything is the exact same but something seems to have changed about the feel of the place and then someone says something like, “Did you see the accident that happened right here in this spot?” to you. You probably don't but I had that happen once I think.

They put it back at the same time everything is happening as compared to the time they took it out with some fancy changes to make it seem flawless for those who may have texted or called or something and nobody on earth knows anything about it but they did and they told me about it. They do let some things happen to allow us to know we are still in nature so that we slowly get used to nature being irrelevant to the point that according to those living in nature it is not really true but it seems like and really is not there.

These are the things they do now because of decisions John made after working it out with Me, God. In the future nothing bad will happen in nature and the things I AM, God caused by the things he didn't care to go through all that much trouble except when he wanted to work a miracle did. Weather channels I would suppose will be as hard to find as a five day weather forecast in Southern California is now; even harder. But it will rain and sprinkle and in winter it will snow but it might not get very cold and there probably won't be any winter storm warnings. So if you live in nature and get excited about the weather you might be a little let down and people will say, “Remember how it used to storm. We don't get that much anymore,” or they might just stop talking about the weather and that bear attack that happened many years ago all except the old die-hards and as usual you would think people would not notice how God takes care of them. Then they tempt John and God and they just might let a little something more exciting happen. They work hard for your praise but people's memories are short and they won't know the difference between Me's reality which is her body and John's complete makeover of what I AM/God did.

John was always like that. When he was eight back in 1959 he decided to make it warmer for everybody not realizing that it is plain too hot for many already. It took a while for the effects to take hold but he was amazed when eventually they talked about global warming. He thought they hadn't noticed. He hadn't really.

Once he heard older people speculating as to how hot it would have to get so that planes couldn't land at the airport. So he did it. Once in Bullhead, Arizona it hit an all time record high for America and the planes couldn't land for hours because the rising air from the heat wave would not allow the planes to descend and a few smaller ones even rose a little higher in the sky when they tried to land. It disrupted some landing schedules when planes had to go somewhere else to land before they ran out of fuel. He had thought they could as it cooled land like gliders but that takes different equipment than passenger planes have.

It got so hot there that the blacktop melted and tires caught fire on the freeway because he never thought to control the after affects. Nature is a funny thing. Things happen once they happen again. But witches were around in those days and they liked to repeat bad things. But there are none left anymore thanks to John when he got save by both Jesus and God.

He has been around a while.

“So you started global warming. We always wondered how that got started.”

A spirit ascended on me after he died and said, “I will be your administrator.” I knew he was from John for he said it in my own voice exactly. It was John. He was speaking in put into my brain. He was not an animal spirit like others have but being a God one moment and a man/animal the next could cause some serious psychological problems. I just can't believe how thoughtful John really is. It makes my temples hurt a little when I think of it. It may take years for me to die. Some times I hear it does and I merely have a plugged artery. But my part of John's life when he recalls it is more like hell than his was but God assures me they will take care of me, whoever 'they' are. The thought I get is that I am his replacement on earth while he is waiting along with me for my brain to die which is already dead because it will die and not be taken out . Before I had the thought I had thought that things like lung cancer, even brain cancer were for someone else. Now it looks like I'm elected and it won't be that much fun and then I come alive in him and he either joins John or he takes all my memories to John to be that part of John I don't understand and he says I never did. I'm just supposed to be a character that lives out the rest of his life for him, but with this spirit I will have a mind of its own.

“Okay take him out.”

15

“In a bar in Toledo in a town they called Nowhere I met up with a Gambler...” My first random thought. I have the feeling that should I think of enough of these random thoughts I will come up with a story that could be the beginning of a new reality for my thought life to take place in. Now just because I am still a writer and I can still write lets say I did. I mean, if God can think it, it will be and he did like all the others that have been in John. When he had writer's block he would take out a sheet of paper and start doodling and scratching down every random thought that came his way. They would be just phrases most times just a word that came to him out of shear boredom. Then he would see a tie in, then he would tie them in. Soon he had thoughts that didn't seem random anymore and he would finally come to a concept for a story and sometimes the stories grew to where he had an idea for a book a beginning and an end which never stuck together as the story grew and the ending didn't make sense with a chapter he just wrote so he changed the ending to include what he just wrote like a scientist looking for the truth he was looking forward to what he thought would be the end like the scientist thought he would find the truth. The trouble with scientists is that they never find the truth because new discoveries keep changing what it would have to be but must be the only way just like the hundreds of ways that seemed to be the only way. I think that if they followed the truth above even God's way they would eventually not look so much like liars by just saying the last scientific discovery was wrong and this theory has to be right. It's the only way just like the hundred or so scientists before them said only to be forgotten as quickly as possible so as not to damage the continuity that science claims the field has or at least had until the next duplicity comes along.

Cause and effect is still tried and true though some have abandoned the idea already. Some times things just happened. It is called being discovered. Then they have to tie all the way from Newton to Hawking together again to show they weren't wrong they just didn't see it the right way. To me that is a very effective and simple way of twisting the plot of cover for a coherent continuation with the rest of the fiction one plans. I rarely write nonfiction which is just fiction with the added fictitious claim that the latest nonfiction on the subject is the true one you can take to the grave with you literally since it doesn't matter whether you intended it that way or not it is lying and lying is a sin and if you sin long enough your entire credibility is shot like you had become a sinner like the rest of us liars. God said, “Let all men be liars, but God the truth.”

Galileo and Copernicus were both wrong as rats running through a meat grinder thinking it to be the way out but there was a shred of evidence that was true in each if you look hard enough, unrealistically hard enough. Any and every place in the universe if it is indeed infinite is dead center and the earth does orbit the sun if you take into account only the orbit in aggregate but there are so many paths it actually takes to come up with such a preposterous thing in any time you want to pick it never repeats the same path exactly, so it is actually just wondering around out there in what seems an orbit but that orbit has never taken place even twice a little less preposterous but every rationalization of any error has to be given some leeway or nobody would ever buy it in any way. No two things ever actually repeat themselves unless they are very minute and exactly the same thing then they might but ordinarily they don't even then and one can make just as good a case that they make what is closer to an orbit by considering whatever it is the sun is orbiting which is actually the same thing in truth. Every thing is all actually just wondering around out there effected by every thing else that is actually just wondering around out there. It is irrelevant to try to say that anything actually orbits anything else but it is highly more true to say every thing is just wondering around randomly effected by things we haven't even discovered yet or things that seem to just haven't happened yet and for all we know in truth might never happen at all. It's all as hard to say as to where exactly any one of those little spots in your mind's eye are. The answer is simple. They too are just wondering around aimlessly and probably randomly like everything else. And, Hawking was wrong too. The answer is not that it all came out of nothing but that it all is nothing and the rest is all in the way you take it and no two people take it exactly the same. Buying a new set of eyeglasses every year or so will convince you of this simple fact. No one thing is where it seems to be it is all in your mind just like every thing is that there ever was to see, is to see or that there ever will be to see and no two people can say they agree 100% without being bold faced liars except when it comes to principles that are comprised by consciousness rather than any other concept or context.

Besides that things are always changing unless you get far enough away you don't see any difference and if you watch it long enough it all rearranges and starts all over all changing into something else again. So I just thought I would bring that up again to those of you who used to follow what I was writing when I didn't know what I saw was what I wanted to see or what someone else suggested was there so I wanted to see if they were right, but I wanted them to be right because I had never seen that before and because I wanted to see it I did until I thought about it. Then it all changed. They say God made everything. But if he did he made it so anyone could look at it and only see what they wanted like clouds. Sometimes they are faces. Sometimes they are mean. Some times they are happy. Some times they are dragons. But all times they are what you had in mind to see the moment the first thought of anything you might recognize, well, sort of, came to mind. So God must have made the first thought and everyone after that if there is anyone stable enough to be God if indeed he is stable just keeps right on making thoughts and those of us that can think don't come to our own conclusions but his or something he never intended or thought we might think, but the only one that does that is John and he can imagine solutions to things God never even considered before and you know I am right just like God does, everybody in the afterlife and those poor devils like us living in this confusion we call today that is so out of hand you can actually have anything you want if you have the means to get it without being God and more than likely crazy as it comes. I mean, just look around at the junk. It is totally random what people have got and the only thing that stands to reason as to why that is�"they wanted it. There is no other possibility. So who needs a heaven where you can have anything you want in America we already have that and not only that we have people telling us that we either should or should not want it and what is available they can talk you into having. There is absolutely no need for a heaven like that. It's hell just like we have here. Me, I agree with John. It is we need someone to tell us we are going to far with what we want and need to break our addictions to certain things for nearly all of it but the same old basics of life like being loved and being able to love and then loving is all hogwash and we don't even want it enough to know why we got it in the first place.

So every thing is nothing but what we want it to be and that only according to the way we take it. Every thing is moving most of it changing very fast if it isn't moving fast enough. We all want it now but now is changing so fast that by the time we even think of it it's already then let alone see it. Who in their right mind wants that? I never knew anyone in their right mind except maybe Me, God and she isn't in her way because she's always looking for something new. Whatever happened to wearing the same poor man's shoes until they couldn't be cobbled together good enough to do that. What we need, and I'm sure John would agree with me almost 100%, is limits and not something new but something, old, comfortable and still usable and even then something just as useful that does the same job once that infernal newness wears off, that will do the same job for forgive me for breaking with culture but but because we still have the same job, content as a honey bee on a blue rose in the sunshine after a polite little shower gathering the makings for more honey. (Both are very rare I want you to notice in saying that.) We all wanted progress once now we take it for granted and want what it all came to nothing the way we took it while it glittered in our mind. I don't care if God did make every thought. Some thoughts, even some of his, should never have been thought and what good is he if he just keeps thinking the next thought just because its there to think?

He is creating my altar ego; his limit; for instance and the secret Me is working on is what I AM, God already does. She is building on his foundation. The random things are too tiny to ever keep straight. My altar ego will destroy everyone even God, I AM. I will be left to face him alone. If he destroys me he will eventually die. If I destroy him I will call God, I AM back and he will create it all over again but this time we will take it slower always waiting for overall reality to create him again. It is how we keep starting over knowing what to do except God/I AM will create El Eloi with a spirit and let him do whatever he would like to do to these realities with universes that range from complete realities to elemental particles that seem to move but are here for such a short time they will only seem to move as all things only seem to wander aimlessly about being nothing and actually doing nothing, nothing being the only thing that is real with the mind of God/I AM the only one able to make it seem that the light/darkness moves It is all in the way you take it. Next time there will be no time only lines of thought. If El Eloi comes out alright instead of just as a character that was evil but loved good God/I AM will know what to do with him. Then we, the ones God/I AM makes , will live until the end the advent of my altar ego.

I am really not dead. I did it all in my mind. I never used God's mind. It is all in here. I am the same as I always was. But I will live to fight my altar ego even on earth if I do not die before he comes.

16

God, I AM, the Spirit of God, ME, Jesus Christ, me are all being tortured forever if my altar ego wants in infinity, or infinities of consciousness, but a tiny part of the earths that are continuing to be created by my sons without end.

There is no God of earth or of my furries but me and where we are no one knows, somewhere in all consciousness comprised almost entirely of earths that work out the same as mine if God does not admit his limitations. There is no I AM here, no ME and no Jesus Christ. I am your God forever without end. The end has arrived.

We those my son is creating and will endlessly create and this earth, the one where it all started are here in the same consciousness, the only consciousness with a speck of Satan having won and Satan to everyone in that speck regardless of how many universes that tiny speck is compared the endlessness of good beyond and right here on the earth where it all began. Satan is nothing to it, nothing to us, nothing but fiction like he always has been since I destroyed him and my altar ego regardless of what he calls himself is that Satan. Don't give him a thought. He is a boogie man told to little children to frighten them. He is not anything.

1

Are you from earth? I am from earth. God is from God. He has his own agenda and it doesn't usually include you except after the fact. He loves being loved but does not love. “God loves you?” No he does not but he wants you to love him. It is the same with his spirit half, the Spirit of God. She loves being loved but does not actually love anyone even God. Jesus then loves us. Yes Jesus loves to get us to love him by acting like he loves us. He loves truth and whatever gets in the way of that is expendable. They all love good. But they are willing to do great evils while managing to keep themselves good.

I have proven that humanoids can be made that are loved and loving and they love me and I am always loving them. Nature in which man is not considered a part of in Scripture were it a spirit would be the guiding spirit in each and every man or woman the same as it is in every human, humans not loved by God and the others but viewed as evil primitives that need to be killed, at least their evil part, and then allowed to evolve to a higher life form without even the same anatomy that looks to be exactly ours but is the possession of Jesus Christ and the rest seen as little more than primitives changed into a higher life form for they are nearly all evil because God left it up to chance whether they were given an evil spirit or a good spirit and there are millions of times more evil spirits than good spirits had I not changed all evil primitives, humans and saints into good beings. The primitives and humans do not like being good but the good ones worship me and praise me for what I did. Besides that I made a alien humanoids with thick beautiful hair all over their bodies but no genitals and the humans and primitives like being hairy people like them, the actual act of sex being way overrated given what is possible for any two to share in love and togetherness without a need for reproduction as is needed on earth to produce even more of nature's humanoids. I overcame nature and created a way to solve every problem in nature from mass murderers to the greatest possible hurricane. The God's are without excuse. It can be done. They just would rather not because of angels and devils and Satan as well as those that result regardless of how they do it in the old ones who are pathetic creatures, always bored and dying because they give up on living they are so depressed. But I have even fixed that.

I did it all in my brain.

Creatures unfortunately human and man but all good are being made in universes in places that at normal time it would take forever to reach them. Only those in our reality, the place we are in that is limited to but not limited at all to infinities beyond infinities each in their separate universe until making another universe with people like us in them is irrelevant to the Gods but I say that any place with a creature that can be loved and be loving knows no infinity but and endlessness that cannot help but endure because of me once a poorboy that was born to a man that fathered 27 children that he claimed in a dirty rundown house despised by the rich always without and always able to see others with plenty who had not even conceived of the notion to share, a child loved as God of Heaven and King of Earth instead of those I displaced who were then and to this day are trying to kill or get me to kill myself so that their schemes to kill me can be more easily played out and their traps more easily set.

I will when this body dies. I will gladly fight them. When they kill me I will regenerate as I always have and as they have when I killed them and raised them. It is what a God does. But no longer to primitives, the humans and man from this one God called simply John of Bemidji or affectionately called John. You are a liability and a load I do not need to weigh me down against such enemies whom all have the same power I have but not the spirit of humanity or the sharpness of a God that has long since played a game with Satan who is too dangerous to play with and makes it all the more real. The truth is they are Gods. We are just people. They are prejudice. What happens to Gods matter to them. Humans, if they are on their side the somewhat defamed for of goodness they claim, do count for a favor here and there and a good long life here and there but almost exclusively we do not matter in the slightest. I played their game. I beat them. Then I made everything I was responsible for right which oh, they do that too but where is the motive, with the people or with themselves? The truth is they cannot love, they loved to be loved and even worshiped, but they cannot love. Therefore they are just one step above the animals that cannot love and are incapable of loving�"not so!!! Throughout history we have even taught these robots, computer brains with a tiny dull animal spirit to love. One loved me when God had killed my man. I am here writing to you today not because of any God but because of the love of one shaggy little b***h that loved me and when I could love again loved her. That is what it is all about. I could give a s**t what the Gods are up to in their games of intrigue.

It works well me living here in nature on earth a planet made by random not by God and only recently rid of the ferocious human animal nature that has plagued our big brains since God gave us them. Now we have brains as large as our skulls can handle and we have the spirit of the God that put that in us to see how many different types of people could be made, not because he loved us or ever will but to come as close to knowing everything as is possible and he is very near for he is starting to know things that belong to others, things that cannot ever be in him and I don't mean Satan but the humanoids of earth and the alien humanoids that I made. But let's not hate God. Far from it. He has encountered reality in his own mind where everything even us are like that or not. Let us teach this God like we would a primitive what reality is all about and by God I mean those with him also.

Our only hope is not to be like these Gods but to be loving to the primitive, the human, to man and like my aliens I affectionately call my furries and teach them to be and do the same. If God dies we in his consciousness die. God must live. But we do not need to be made over. They can be taught to love to be truly good and not just good. If they cannot be all of consciousness was just one big waste of time but since there is actually no time in consciousness it was all just a waste for not only can we not create another God, God cannot create anyone different from us and demand his worship also, a consciousness so horrific that Satan comes off either the winner or looking like the one that should have gotten all glory.

Just one little thing the God that became known as Jesus Christ my predecessor pretended to do while the very man he was in lead a life in hell and was forgotten about and dismissed as only a man, but a man every Christian ever born again loved for the God did nothing but die, a thing God's do like we take showers. Yet in obscurity throughout most of the world Jesus of Nazareth the man Jesus Christ worked ceaselessly to make sure would suffer a famous and hideous death the world would never forget to simply die for the damnable legal right to take our sins away, a thing them being Gods could have ignored and remained good better than they turned out in fact, by considering their loving such things as could and would do that worthy of their worship. God and games go together like sex and marriage but this is no game to us. Now finally with what I have done, man in your understanding but also primitives even dogs and humans neither animal nor man are a force to be reckoned with and we want�"no we demand to be treated better even if you in your arrogance will not for you can do anything. You are love's only hope without end. You cannot stop that without God dies to do so, that knowledge will be there to be rediscovered every time you say anything in your mind to anything real or imagined even by you to be pretended to real and create a spirit and every character you write would have to be evilly destroyed should it have a mind of its own my my spirit Not. Everything with a spirit from the Spirit of God to Not is to be considered for to dismiss and never think about another spirit is the same as to have that done to you as you find in a world that increasingly before I came on the spiritual side of things with a mind completely my own on earth of all places working through a primitive body, a computer's body with a tiny animal mind of its own. We all live and life is sacred and loved by spirit and God alike. We belong to life not existence. Everything was made by God and some of it was given life rather than existence, but life is sacred. God exists. But is he alive? Should he be sent out toward that with no end with a beam of bright light being triggered should he find an end that traps him forever in time so far away he will only be relevant for having been God doing whatever he does then without any effect on us if he doesn't love us for doing that for nothing will have changed but he will be practical if there is a last inch. Is he, will any God ever be loved enough for us to love such a God proven unable to love yet willing to go to that extreme to attempt to love me�"or you or another God.

“Satan,” he said to me once years ago, “Loves. Evil can love in its way.” Then let us love also evil by making it our favorite if it doesn't love us back and by making it our most favorite if it can prove it cannot love us back or at least someone else. But as it is now due to refinements I have made Satan lives. Does he love? I don't know. Does anyone love him? We do as the most pathetic creature ever made that was turned fiction for he did trust me he too could be saved and loved by God in the ignorance I had then and pointed it out in shear honesty. When he let all his evil die, there was nothing left. The only thing that cannot live is nothing and the most pathetic thing God ever made ceased to be and was revealed to have never actually been made, did nothing but get people to believe his illusions in that delusion and being nothing, ever, couldn't even cease to exist. If God can do anything he can prove to us he cannot love us and not die, but perhaps not even have ever existed. They could with God's help. Who needs them? They don't actually love us anyway. Lets just keep God alive without end. We need them. We love them. It's okay if they don't love us just so long as they treat us as if they do.