5 EVEN IN FAMINE

Survival of the fittest is true and it is the way God did with things that have no consciousness. But in consciousness it is the same way. If you do not believe me just come on! Take me on! I survived. I am all the evidence you need that survival of the fittest is the way God did it in consciousness too, just ask Me.

Hitler did not survive for physical reasons. Darwin did not for spiritual reasons. But they were both right concerning everything conscious or made to do anything by a consciousness which is no longer tied in anyway to DNA but is strictly spiritual, of the consciousness, and not the physical. Skinheads and NAZI'S that are still sometimes German and are shills that do not seem to favor old age much are yet trying to keep what Hitler started alive but the body is dead and the one that discovered who God wrote in their DNA would survive and that those who were not necessarily the fittest physically could survive long and on a higher consciousness level than anyone that puts all their stock in physical attributes passed down in their genes. The NAZI'S lost when Satan running the brawn and God running the brain had it out with all those humans in that great scenario for God not the thief of his name had to know what there was to know to guarantee he and those he loved, the good would survive forevers on end out to endlessness.

One of the trials he put them through was famines. In those days humans, human shills and shills alike starved or were miserable for years when the crops failed and there was not even grass for the animals to eat to provide food though they rarely ate animals in them days when wheat was not just a staple but some people barely ate anything else their entire lives through. I begged him to do something unable to bear thinking of human consciousnesses suffering and dying of starvation sometimes for more than a decade.

He took out all the humans and they are now new in heaven with no memory of the torment of a famine but good and loving and all that in many cases safely in heaven where such things do not happen except when some group write a scenario. But in a scenario even in heaven you can even as a human being starve in a famine. It is just that when it is over and the scenario ends it was all nothing like a game that did not end but just ended because there was no way to continue the game.

They are just over and all that was so real as real as anything called real had nothing to it like hell which is now due to me only a memory of memories of the realness of the ordeal in someone else' memory alone. None of it was real. In the scenario that goes on today with modern warfare and conditions similar to the Holocaust are just as real to the humans that went through it except that there are none left.

They have all but the human shills and human animal shills been made into a new one with no memory of it at all though some even now lose sleep over it but do not recall where the images in their dreams and memories came from and the shills are all gone never actually being conscious but very sophisticated robots that seem in every way to be conscious but are not.

It yet strikes deep and even my spirit says there ought to be less realistic and better entertaining scenarios to give the Gods something to do though they are hardly just amused and are so wrapped up in the scenario it is sometimes as real to us as it is to anyone that might watch though we know it is not real like a horror movie is not real.

Most Gods in heaven have turned away from the scenarios on earth to live the far more misery free existences and lives in heaven. Famine victims often resemble something more miserable than the popular zombies nowadays and yet there is something in us, there is something in me and there is something in the Gods and the genuine God Most High that feels alive while it is going on and are so relieved to find it is nothingness when it is over, nothing that can be rationally recalled for it was nothing, is nothing and never will be anything but a bunch of horrific images that in the end could not even be real in the sense they would stand as real fiction if it were not true that is all there was, is and will ever be to them something to me that is a rather sick fiction that drove John to Zanidu to forget it all with no chance that he in his alien furry form and life he lives now that he will ever remember it and know nothing but good health, no misery and no need to ever shed a tear.

That is available to those in heaven now too in me but if you really do not want to have ever been a part of consciousness at all one in Zanidu can be made to take the place you needing or wanting such a place brought about. But I warn you. In Zanidu you will never be and only those there can be anywhere else but even in heaven learning to be warlike enough to protect themselves was too much hell for them and they all but one opted to be made what they were before they ever learned such things even as self-defense or to die in the place of all your race.

They are barely more than shills, but they are conscious and they are me even as John is me with no other possible place to be knowing only the things they can stand to know and be nowhere even remotely connected to hell, and very very nearly completely irrelevant but not and they never will be for just knowing it is an option to be conscious like that is hauntingly there if not in a comforting way.

By dying even in my eyes John never did anything evil or violent as we in outrage forced my idea and his near fantasy of the heaven we gave everyone forevers in endlessness though he could not stand my part and would have actually gone insane and have to die and be made new in heaven the only other option besides Zanidu for him and people like me. Even should you find it pathetic it is almost ideal as ideal as anything practical. You if you are John, the Son of Man, can go there. It is as real as it gets. It is true. But the downside is not that it is like me, exactly me, but literally and practically sane and John, the Son of Man, me and a part of all consciousness.

It is so much so it is a place Me goes to often. You need not stay but you need to be me and not you for only I am really there besides visitors like Me, the genuine God Most High and Jesus. I, my me, and the one you would say was to you the one that makes you, you do not go there. It would be impractical, fictional or insane for me to go there and talk to myself and there is nobody else there for me to interact with but the visitors I can meet anywhere else.

That is what the old earth is. It is not billions of people like Zanidu. It is billions of good persons that are kind.

Everyone on earth from babyhood starts to tell their own story from their own me that is more than just a me but that me which is the genuine God Most High not just like him, not exactly him but him. That is, the moment they can conceive of being anyone they begin to write a scenario that even includes their identity being role played within it. In none of them is that one they role play God, no longer God Most High but who they think they are, who they wish they were and who they want to be none of which is God Most High but someone else that exists in fantasy, fiction they believe with all their being and nobody there is who and what they actually are God Most High.

The problem with scenarios even of a little boy with a cowboy hat pretending he is a cowboy that draws on a spirit in their scenario that is a spirit in a daydream set in fantasy and kills them is the spirit actually dies. Scenarios are that real for such a daydream is no different than the one they live in day in and day out that includes the one they claim to be unless they claim to be God Most High and say and do things only God Most High could say and do which I never was for I was God born of a woman, Gladys Leona Carver the son of Ernie Carver and their never was one like me born on earth for I was always that one I claimed to be which never seriously was called God by me. Had John Fredrick Carver forgotten his name he even yet would have to be me a spirit, the spirit of a God that did not die until I sent him to God Most High who put his me in him like everyone else at the age of 68. He always was him and I never once thought I was anyone else except when I forgot about what he said when to the people he met when he ran away from his play area to the candy store.

“What is your name, Little Boy?”

“Me.”

Never has anything rang so true in my entire life even the truth that I am now a me of God, but there is even yet a lot more to that one than just a me of God. They think of me as God in heaven. You may think what you want of me.

But I digress for none of that is true of you. You, the part that actually makes you, you is me, God Most High's me but most of you do not know that one. You believe that part is the one you have imagined, the one you have role played since you were in a play pen, me, but the one that makes you who you really are is not you or that me.

God Most High says to you, “You are me.” But the one he speaks to is not him preferring instead to role play being someone else and miserable to some extent because of it. When if you are human you are taken out of your body you will me God Most High see in his face that you are him and never be anyone else no matter who or what he changes you into exactly like everyone else.

I do not know such a thing. When I saw God Most High's face he was alien and a stranger to me and yet is. I am one of a kind. The only one of that kind including all those in Zanidu where John looks so much like one of them they accepted him immediately as just another one of them who are all me. You can become me. But the me God gave you when you were born will have to die. It can come back to what it was for a while even the rest of endlessness or go back to me as many times and as often as it likes but each and every time it will be me not God saying, “Me,” either or Me saying, “Me,” also but me, the one that is not the one of God's mes in me, but the me that is entirely separate, alien and a stranger even to that one not to mention all the rest except those in Jesus' heaven that I gave him that are me not in God but that must die to be given God Most High's me in order to be a Christian.

But all those role playing they are the me they mean to be them when asked who they really are for they believe they are not just role playing themselves can never actually be a Christian without God Most High's me like a big part of me is, but God is in me yet I am not him except like I am the Son of Man, John or the Great Power. A witch has to have his me die and have God Most High's me built in his stead someone brand new the same as all who become furries in Zanidu are like witches to me and have to become someone alien and a stranger to them even if they have God's me. Me is someone none of you can be the same as me is someone none of you can be in God Most High. There are two options, to be who you really are and me in God Most High or be me even as the witches that have all died except you finally begin to live as someone you know and who is your true self though your consciousness has never once been that until the moment you begin to be God in heaven allowed to say that you are me and mean the same thing God does when he says he is me, and when Me says she is me.

But every problem on the face of the earth is done by someone role playing they are the real me of God Most High unless they are human shills who act like humans even to saying they are me, the same foreign one everyone else means when they say they are me and do not mean God's me and shills that appear to be human but are on a perfect level with an animal who say and do some of the same things even that they are me and mean me the one the Gods think of as God. But they never actually say or do anything we do not make them do until they come alive and are taken to heaven along with the humans that make up only something less that 30% of those on earth.

Me will attempt to explain all this to you how you are actually man and male and female man but have all died to become someone that does not and cannot exist and has never said or done anything in the real world of God which is as real as it gets and cannot live on earth anymore than my shill whose body I use to communicate this to you and is like the shill you will leave behind if you take on God Most High's me by looking in his face and knowing him for the first time and that he is you.

Of course you do not have to leave a shill behind in all cases. Some of you will choose to leave a corpse behind if you are me instead of God then but even then you can elect to leave a shill of either type behind. But that in heaven is God Most High like that in Zanidu is John and John is me. Actually you could but no one ever has because when they see God Most High's face they do not want to be evil and just role playing no matter how far into their role they are or just pretending. They want to be real and taken out of the scenario someplace real which is heaven where famines almost never happen and where if a famine did happen they would have to pretend to be hungry and would know it was not real because of that and know it was not real which would take all the fun out of it.

Nobody wants to be in a famine anymore than anyone wants to be blown up by nuclear weapons or just to be evil forevers on end out to endlessness who if someone should they will be killed and live that long as someone new. But shills cannot hear God human or animal no matter what they say he said or did.

You see what you do you do not do. The writers of the scenario role play you doing it through one of the minor Gods usually. What you say is the same way. What you think? Same thing. But a shill even a shill with a large brain cannot think, say or do anything on their own. You are not role playing if you are human but the writers have you in a bind so you cannot behave any differently than a shill of either type except to say, “I want to die and be someone new forever,” or something that means the same.

But if you are human you will be taken out before anything horrible actually happens to you. How soon depends on the situation but you will never know it anyway. All you will know after being made human or being human and going to heaven, is God Most High's face and what you do with it that is good. You will not remember your past unless you are a Christian for Jesus gives the Gods on the new Earth and in the new Heaven their memories back usually in full. But there you will have learned how to deal with it in Jesus your Christ, King of Heaven and King of Earth and a saint will know who they are as they are raised after they die. But die they must to be united with who they are in their Christ Jesus except me. I will not ever die even in a famine.

For when I died to that famine in Ethiopia thinking I was human in error in them days there was one called Human, never was a God called Human and never will be that was only the collective of fictional mes Satan fooled man into thinking he was. Everyone else that did that died except me and that Christian I lived to become, that part of me that is in Christ and in Christ also in God Most High the true Father of Jesus the Christ not that wicked name thief I AM which is also God Most High in truth not the thief but the real I AM who did not ignore even Israel and let them do to those who claimed to be Jews but were not Jews as they would in the Holocaust even as he let them do what they did to the One he claimed was his Son in Calvary. God, God Most High, the real I AM who is good would never do such a thing if it had not been that the name thieves that called themselves God Most High and even I AM did in that scenario. They are no more except as they really always were God, God Most High and, I AM and Me, God and not name thieves that stole his identity in attempting to be God. Everyone is saved and has been made new but the name thieves even many that were just shills, spirits of the flesh the name thieves feared even more than Satan did.