I'd meditated that night, all night, letting my body and mind sleep but not allowing my consciousness or awareness to slip. Really sleeping with 'one-eye-open' didn't mean what convention thought, as leaving an eye open to sleep was terrible for the eye, and poorer rest for the opposing side of the brain as said eye. You balance the hearts awareness, and bodies comfort, to remain aware. Always be aware. You'll never tire again, stamina is essentially limitless then.
You will not have infinite calories and hydration, there are always limits, and the vessel has plenty limitations. When you raise your hearts awareness, your awareness and energy and perspective all rise and you'll never feel depression, exhaustion, or confusion again. I'd long only focused on being more aware, but after that moment with Marguete, my heart and I shared more than awareness. One wasn't enough.
By the time you share in the hearts Quantum state as a reflection of true-self, you were immutable, but only to outside forces. Those inside you were not, yourself was the self you could lead astray, but it was not a sense of supremacy. This was self-submission, and only as it remained alligned in God, only then could one call themselves free yet also be enslaved completely of love. Quantum-Entanglement is folly.
No force in the physical universe has more power than a human heart, and a great-grand-relativity fact one day will explain it better than I can hypothesizing, how much all things are connected and how. All my mind could do was try and make sense from knowns. Hell might be the dark energy that was unobserved, yet had to exist. God might be the zero-point energy feeding everything, probably was, and everything we saw and could not might be heaven. I did not know, God knows.
Nothing was more entangled, had more strings attatched or complex composition weaving of itself, or was as interconnected to everything as the human heart. Our universal-life-drive as people to give all its true perspective through science had led us towards Quantum sciences, the greatest and deepest of knowledges, and so these were the knowledges we poured the most heart and soul into for higher logics.
The misfortune was only where we had placed these knowledges, in our head, instead of our heart. Honestly, I wished I knew anything logically and specific about such, because I would have tried to record and learn truths from quantum manipulations. When I got back to my world, if I did, and if it wasn't apocalypsed' or too changed I would find a scientist to measure and record the manipulations of it.
Time, energy, space, frequency, sound, gravity, light. All existed in the heart, and if we were computers, it was our processor. The screen was our brain and eyes both, our software was our soul, our body was the hardware. We will easily liken a processor to a brain or a mind, the way we do thinking our brain is our own mind, but hearts send more signals to the brain than the other way around.
The state of a heart literally alters our perception and reality of quantum forces. Time can seem to drag on, or go by too fast. Our energy can be high, or low by how it feels. The space around us can seem infinitely open or closing in, by how it feels. Its frequency will take the form of its state of being, and reveals itself to the world with a noble beat, or a choked hiccup. If you aren't hearing it in your ears, you aren't listening to it, or else once in awhile you hear your heart screaming in your ears gently when things are wrong.
You'll feel and hear the urgency, but will you know what it is trying to say? It speaks to us, it knows, minds, loves, cares. Have you ever felt like there was a heavier feeling than when you were not of heart in a situation? Time was not the only thing dragging, and that feeling, can you really doubt you require more efforts when you feel weighed down?
The heart emits electromagnetic force, it concentricates our circulatory blood, and nothing moved across its pure reflection to be weighed more heavily than life or death matters. Quantum, however, was not the most that the heart was. When you seat your soul unto your heart, it seals there if you let it, and yet it is the most precarious of positions or possessions. A verily, verily, verily narrow space existed for it and much more outside to take it.
One piece at a time, although we think of the soul as a whole thing, it loses a piece here and there as we descend further into the demand. Every loss of every piece of energy that the heart so willingly gives where will leads, if lost to insane and pointless struggle to the individual, builds up a negative in them that is demand. We de-man from neutral state, outside of it we are only demons. The more demand we yielded, the less power we had but the more we felt prepared for it.
The nature of power is thus; with true knowledge one finds greater powers than others with less of it born deep unto them through reflections, and by that, were giving themselves the power they sought. Giving into power lost it, and the desire for more, as you would naturally consider yourself powerful and you could not force yourself to be deeper than yourself. Power as we think of it is then really weakness in a poor disguise.
Weakness was to be aware of ones incapability, meekness taught one to toughen up where they failed, it was to be confused before learning could begin. The ablest are weakest, for they have begun to see themselves as able, and their desire to grow more able than they are as the 'best' will make them wane in efforts. What have they to strive for, at the top, they'll only find something beneath them too often to capture their interest that's interesting.
The meekest was the strongest, for their potential to grow, and the rate at which they would do so in all ways exceeded all others, who had already begun to fill potentials long before them. How much room would they consider they had to grow? The other knew all they had was space for it across the board, they'd be desperate to know why, and we call those people children. Children are the wisest among us.
They eat when they are hungry, sleep only when they are exhausted, tell it like they see it, rest when they are tired, complain only about what bothers them rather than gossip, they laugh only when they think something is funny, cry when they are sad, wail if they are spooked or wronged, and if you ask for an honest opinion you'll always get it on reflex with no considerations with a child.
Better it would be to ever be a child and to call each other child, than to be called mature or an adult, as somehow every child is right to fear becoming an adult more than anything. They lie, cheat, steal, kill, rape, torture, abuse, they're lazy, greedy, they can't take care of theirselves, and yet they 'take care of us'. Woes of Adulthood? No, The Woes of Childhood is where it begins, when we must join 'them'.
Those of us lucky enough to have parents with the least of these problems can be worse effected by them, than some unlucky enough to have worse parents whose level of being unable to care for their self approach the lethal levels, because nothing teaches a kid to be more truly mature than fighting for survival because they had to for their life early. It is not for the child to learn what they have, though they do, when they actually are forced to 'grow up fast'.
My worlds people. What we mostly were was demons. None were beyond redemption, some were even human that were grown, and every one was humane more than they were not. They wanted. Want would make them seek to take what they could get more with. More that would make their lives easier. They were here, but not alive here, these were avatars that had no spirit to them. Their spirits were in their bodies, where my spirit would never reach theirs by touch.
Doesn't sound bad, but it was, because I could not touch their souls with chi to concentricate their meridian most of center heart of hearts into being as I wished, but I was able to do that for the Imperial Valkyrian ruling family. It helped to be able to impress upon them the truth when they could hear it most translucent, and then I'd had an easier time making succinct business of a rather complicated and lengthy matter.
With less than a days time they hadn't been able to impress the same so well upon the other Imperia's capitals, those around the great empirical capital of Valkyria, each of which was one of the nine species of humanoid beings diplomatic world treaty about the shared one. Elf, Dwarf, Human, Pixie, Demispecies, Gnome, Fairy, Troll, and Nymph were all forewarned of invasion.
Emotions and mentalities were teachers. The deeper that knowledge from our spirits seeped down to our roots, the more fully it became knowledge and surpassed fears that were in us. The fears then, they no longer existed, and we lessened the amount of fear to be found in us or out of us forever.
Fear and knowledge; they overclocked all else but the spirit, fear could kill you outright and you felt it from top to bottom and even sever the spirit-anchor but it was your fears and knowns that guided you into acting in such states as they came forth. In a deep fugue state, one will lose conscious sight, yet although blinded consciously the body gets where it is going undamaged. How? It's hard to say, but, if earth and void are connected then why would we need to see at all to navigate physically?
We'd be going by feel then, through the void with our own earth, our vessel through space no different than planets.
Plants didn't see light, but they grew to it, even their seeds grew towards light when they were buried.
Pain and instinct; they were both lesser and although pain could kill it wasn't as lethal by concentration as fear, which is why the fear of pain can be overcome unlike the fear of fright except by knowledge.
The crown and the root chakra of an individual contend in leverage, about the fulcrum of the heart, and so confusing to learning and divine and matter in us reflected in contrast best with fearing to knowing and void and earth. It is not possible to fear an unknown, and all that lays outside knowns are such, as well we can not learn a known. These are fallacies. You couldn't appreciate how much to properly fear unknowns. If you truly know something, you may only gain new perspectives.
Crown could effect root, and all between it, but the opposite was true too. Third-eye could effect sacral and all between it, and the opposite, but they had very little effect on the crown or root and could only manipulate what they could not control. Throat and naval were similar, so by this logic, the heart at the center could only seem to be along for the ride. It was the most immutable and least in control, not in the least manipulative.
The spirit and spirit-Anchor were the most outside extremes, and so, they were both the most overflowing and pervasive upon us. The former, life, and the latter death. Our knowledge we were living and dying whether or not we were contending with our heart had the most effect of anything on us as individuals. Any may say what they will, but life and death concepts are true truths no matter what you believe, and all know these facts shape us every moment no matter our struggle.
Hearts are never moved, though they are moving ever, true truths that live in the heart are unchangeable. When a heart knows, what a head knows, what a spirit was born knowing before we live, then a truth came alive. All that is true is true forever. Live is a lot like leave, we leave our parents to find our lives, and we leave Gods breath to live as he speaks us into existence. Breath, birth, breast, all connected.
I choose to seek to find Jesus in my heart, where he will lead me to life eternal as a spirit, that I may truly know I will go to heaven by following him, and by Gods grace and his rely on redemption through sincere repentance if I err.
Others know different truths too deep in their heart to be moved, and yet, they too can find heaven by being those who follow Jesus in spirit. Their hearts will be how they are judged, for those who do have not heard or listened or reflected on him can still be chosen. 'Many are called, but few are chosen.' Those who think of invitations as permanent givens rarely rush out to visit a place.
Freedom from samsara, oneness with the universe, desire to be free from an evil world and with God once again from which we came. Heavens and hells, apocalypses and preserverances, divine providence and miracles, the seeking of enlightenment, zen, nirvana, better reincarnations, paradises, angels, valkyries, fallen-angels, demons, djinn, rakshasa, all paralleled but there was only one parralax that was fulcral to it all.
Many christians made the mistake of trying to point out all the places other religions had gone wrong, but there were more than a few who cared enough to try and look for where other religions were right, and the truth was God had chosen all people to carry some of the truth so that one day we would be able to overcome the confusion. We'd be reminded he had not abandoned anyone, that people might have skewed judgement, but the almighty was just.
The fallen had left their symbols, their sacrificial temples, and their lies in the ruins of the world. Remnants left behind after the perversions of babel. The fallen had truth but they could no longer tell what that was, as they'd lost truth so fully they could not identify a truth if it was handed to them to go by, as the nature of a demon was corruptness and lies. Let it not go unsaid, demons and dumbass as words are synonymous, even a single-celled organism knows what it knows.
Demons only have empathy left. They have no mental or physical essence, they are lost to logic, and yet their old spiritual beings invocation by a mind and body in the image of their spirit will never fail to allow them to incite. Then excite, manipulate, actuate, and finally to control. Anything you control, the way you control your own functions and body, you possess. Possession is just ultimate control, or lack of any if you're the possession.
Rather than smart or stupid however, the empathy that a demon uses is not its own, a demon seeks to exploit others lovelight by their darkdread. They can no longer operate of their own will or thought as they do not desire to live, consumption has consumed who they are, and every sin is a virtue to a true full demon. They are the dead, damned, dread, dark, deplete, enjoying only when others are suffering. A demon is a thing a person can be, if only by a very precise imitation. A possession you can take.
Oddly sounds like position, possession, anytime you find yourself in any type of position you have become possession to a force you contend with. As well any possession you find yourself with is just a position in which you find you are with something, in spirit. Money? A position for spending, even if it's invested, the money is spending. One doesn't 'save' money, its value will rise or fall but 'saving' means 'losing' with money. Investing increases, but whether value goes up or down money was spending even as you held it.
By nature of only greed, moneys value is unsuspended without a locked value. A locked value would imply stability, which was why there was no such thing in my world, as stable markets where all had a universal currency would create a calm climate for trade that those possessed by their own greed and gluttony would make sure never happened. Suspended universal value to currency by its nature was fair. We all knew fear sells, but who sells the fear?
Who didn't know that almost every government official was crooked as a corkscrew? That the wealthy didn't even have to bribe them, they owned them before they got their jobs? Both types of people were so crooked, it's a wonder they couldn't just be screwed down in the ground when they died. Business and politics were the cause of wars, religions just scapegoats used by those who had no religion but self.
It was the same in every country.
The world had long been destroyed already. Sins destroyed our societies. The wealthy owned everthing, the poor could not afford much of anything, and governments made sure you didn't get in the way of what the wealthy wanted while making sure the wealthy didn't kill too many people in the process. Wealthy people didn't want to see others wealthy, and big businesses or monopolies pushed their pressure down on small ones, at least until they died off.
More valuable metals and gems would create imbalances in business and commerce, with such a suspended value system, but there was always more people being born who'd give and take valuables to spend and would find them for their selves. All had a fair chance to do that in Akyria, as anyone could go harvest natural resources for theirselves, hence why they did such with minimal impact on environment.
No gluttonous powerhouse corporation owned by a trillionare steamrolled any mountains, heavy machines didn't alter rivers, and if someone had suggested clearing out all the forrest around Valkyria to raise cows and grow corn for another empire where they'd sell for a premium, then that person wouldn't find a single hand to help no matter what they tried to pay. Who would cut off their arm, to save their hand? Means are heavier than motives in the heart.
A motive to kill is simple, someone does something vile and offensive to us worth the heinous reaction, and yet the meaning to kill is not reached by default though the motive is born and may even come with considerations toward it. Even then, after meaning has been born, the actions of it and means by which we would are still required if this is now the most difficult part. But a question? Why not the most simple?
The heart knows. The truths are too many, and too well known, so much so that the bulk of all people are not able or willing to push the hardest part that should be easiest. It is no easier for a butcher or hunter to harden their heart and kill, though we must consider they have killed more than most already, if only limited by exclusion of people. Not even combatants meaningfully and consistently can kill, P.T.S.D. effects many who see death, yet less who kill.
Those who are killing are those who have accepted they may die at any time, they know they may die by the same sword they live by, and their only contention has been reduced to 'kill or be killed.', inside their mind. Their heart knows it is a fallacy, that they are just trying to survive, which is why that sentiment alone can survive in the heart as true and be taken deep enough to be called knowledge.
It is the one truth even those who are not soldiers can understand, the one that will be empathized with enough when reasoned, and after the matter is considered by the minds eye between the logical and empathetical brain, all those of us who wonder how soldiers survive know by the time the full picture of knowledge is judged by the heart, that only fear kept them alive. The same fear that starts wars.
Of course, knowledge made us know we would never be a soldier or kill, and yet war when a government issued out drafts and propogated out recruitments made the same as us become soldiers killing. True Knowledge would have prevented even a skirmish, a war would be on the levels of insanity, so a world war coming between worlds was not going to be scalable in its depths of madness.
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The very depths I'd finally escaped, I was about to be drowned in upon by others antithetical manners and minds. I'd the options to do everything in my power to work against undoing what would come, or doing nothing and my doing that unravel myself faster, so fast that it made my head spin in guessing how much of my new self could corrupt by a simple decision. Even a moment of considering nothing was too unbecoming.
I had to take care of myself. I wasn't going to take a part in this, and put myself between my world and this one, because the pain of that was too much. Neither side would be right here, and those who came to this world would eventually find their souls here, not long after they found they weren't leaving. Some would survive, a few would change, most would die. I'd go to prepare for when some changed.
I had not always been what I now was. I would strive to keep myself true, but, if I tried to directly contend with all of everything my efforts would amount to nothing. If I had known years ahead, I would have built a place for them by now, but I was not warned years ahead of time. I knew now, like I knew soon the people of my world would fall, as they caused irrevocable damage by their being divided and divisive.
After all of my twenty-one years here, and my life before added by thirty-three other years, the purpose of the powers in me could begin to take form. Killing, collaborating, diplomacy or deception, anything I tried that would reasonably have an effect in forestalling this war could only end up fueling it more as whoever led it on both sides saw only a clear goal. Those from my world wanted the wealth of this one, they'd sell it for 'real-wealth' in our world.
Here, they'd see it as demonic invasion, and they wouldn't be wrong. People in my world didn't know they'd demonized their own selves long ago, they would not see theirself as they were, as even if they could they would just say 'Nobody is perfect.', and move on unmoved by the revelation of the evil within theirself that they made. That's what blindness of any kind is, it isn't that you don't see enough to make out the details, you can't.
They wouldn't see it as evil when they chose to be what they were. Who would want to admit every wrong they had done let more evil in, more live out, and that the two were not positive and negative so much as a neutral that was a reflection of their souls state? The things demons would do to keep evil in their self consuming their live, their drive to survive all ways slowly dying as the host hosting them faded, all those possessions and wrong positions just made them more sure evil was to live.
'The wages of sin are death.' Not just the damnation of your soul, you were damning your vessel by sinning, as all things were one in the universe. Each was not only a reflection of itself, all was a reflection of all else as well, as grand interconnection assured us you could unlock all secrets in time from even studying one thing alone. Insanity was the biggest fallacy of man, poorly understood, one of the many lies with no knowledge to it.
It turns out, you can keep doing the same thing forever the same way, and still gain deeper knowledge through increased perspectives. If not so, then, how could you still become better at a job after twenty years? How could you learn from mistakes? Why would we be trying to quantify why it was others did not do things a 'better way', or find an 'alternative to increase results and decrease efforts?', by use of concept of such through the word insane?
Those who worked their whole lives loving their family and providing all of their pennies for them were the sane who made the only good sense of an insane world. The fat cat who rested on quadrillions of pennies and needed for nothing, yet demanded everything to the point of ruling the lives of all others, though their perspective and life was so different from ours were the insane who consumed our sanity as they lost theirs long ago.
A big pig requires bigger meals, and its tastes turn straight to the fattiest of portions when it hungers, but too few of people even raised animals any longer to see simple animal behavior in their fellow humans. Hell, I hadn't known people could literally be pigs or demons, or that sins could begin to effect animals if people were not watching out for them to keep them healthy. Imbreeding, overeating, poor decision making, the last usually brought on by circumstances of fate.
Sickness, run out of their territory by a competitor, weakness, many changes and circumstances made animals do things they knew were out of their favor. If there was a forrest surrounded by a desert too great to survive, and room in the forrest for a hundred bear, every additional bear at adulthood would fight for the forrest or be run out into the great desert. That was nature, competition, and bears could not overcome that.
Mankind could overcome our own nature besides the bears, we could carry water and food to pass the desert, and we could also help this isolated forrest develop outwards and be of greater benefit to all including the bears and ourselves. It was not merely Akyrian values, not at all, they were universal human values.
In my world you 'worked for' the big guy or you 'didn't work' or eat, governments made sure you worked for such people most everywhere that was 'civilized', because the elite saw themselves as above the people they were much worse off than spiritually and emotionally if not physically, too.
Nobody in a 'modern society' was anything close to true 'self sufficiency'. The seeds for farmers grew once, the fruits yielded were manipulated so as to be controlled, so they had to be bought again, and again, the same things over and over.
Their livestock required feed, which few produced truly all their animals required, and those that did had only a few animals and lived in places we considered impoverished. Unironically, in such places, you'll find they do not have to buy their seeds or feeds. Food was meant to be free, all were meant to produce what they needed, you consumed what you produced as it wouldn't take more than that amount.
Where they really impoverished? No, what we called 'society' was destitute, empty of any soul of living. It was all vessel of dying, sinful rather than heartful. Hope, love, life all live in the heart or else they are sinfully misplaced in demonizing the self, as your hope or love or life with heart are misplaced into all the more fickle of chakra.
The poor knew what wealth was, and they were rich, so the wealthy poor of spirit and heart made sure to give them plenty of long hours, little pays, little benefits, long complaints, plentiful troubles and no realistic solutions by which to escape them.
We like to say, 'I didn't make this world. I just live in it.', and lay the blame truly as older than us. Too old from before to have prevented, too long in existing to ever be stopped, and too tired as a thought to be tried once more.
But we were only ever responsible for the world, accepted or not, the germans who followed hitler thought much the same. 'I was just doing my job.'
If only we could know nothing, then we would not have to know.
We could have long taught the psychopaths we knew ruled business and politics we could outsimple them. If they could outsmart and decieve us, why not stop using the money they did, why not create a new money they could not manipulate or exchange for?
Can you imagine the billionares losing all of their power collectively in one moment, suddenly finding they now worked for their literal superiors, those who had the empathy necessary to make higher decisions in which an increased logic but decreased empathic nature made them inferior?
We knew they struggled most morally and mortally, that psycho meant unstable, yet these individuals had been left by us to have all of control over us as well as the world. They shaped laws, policies, wars, prices, regulations or their lack.
The insanity of governments and laws was pervasive.
Children were not taught anymore they could fight and make up, that fighting was natural and it wasn't the end of the world, they were being arrested at the ripe young ages of single digits. 'No, no fighting. It's just bad. It doesn't matter you were hit first, that they stole your belonging before that. You keep your hands to yourself, even if they are choking you.'
Children can't fight, it's bad.
But when a government hands out licenses to kill, little changes, you have to kill by the rules too. 'Fuck feelings. Do what I say, when I say it, how I say it and nothing else. I own you, you don't own yourself and your better sense is just horseshit.' Government and business are not individuals at all, all is one, and none of us realized who the evil belonged to or originated from.
All of us will point outward to lay blame. Even if we accept the cause that is ourself allowing it, and take the responsibility of what we allowed and did not, it leaves confusion. No true knowledge is born.
Real justice, it is the 'Just Us', our most secret inner knowing, the codex we live by whatever we imagine as 'justice' is also what we would have done to us in a situation. It wasn't 'justice' to do anything to anyone you would not have done unto you. There's a reason the golden rule is so called, it will never steer you wrong to a lie, only you can do that to yourself even if someone is trying to mislead you.
'Just us.' All that we were. Only you and yourself, if you conversed with your heart, and only between hearts could true justice be. Then, the us grew, the lord Gods own actions are a revelation of it. When he said 'Let Us', before our spirits were being made, it was heart giving unto hearts. There was then justice between him, and Adam and Eve. We knew true justice even before our spirits were born, truly before our flesh was yet, because that was what we were born of.
No, I could not even yet hear Jesus in my heart, but I dared to peer towards what was in Gods heart when he made us before any existed. I know there was infinite justice, love, care, hope, and grace in his majesticmind. None of us would ever have such a mind so eternal and immutable, but, our hearts could be one with his and be one of it.
'What will be will be.'
The guns my people would bring were naught to a heart that was whole, the 'most lethal' elite soldiers were in reality just the 'worst crippled' to achieve their goal of the most rapid and easy and efficient gains. Hair triggered, one trick ponies with the least control, whether they held their own leash in their hands to their heart or not. That made them the slave, as they only imprisoned theirself.
'We reap what we sow.'
If I was going to sow anything, then I would take after Noah, I would go forth and prepare a place of peace and plenty where those who chose to revert from evil to live would go. An Ark, but not a vessel for waters and flood, a place for recovery. Recovery until they were covered in the divine spirit of God, and the sacred heart of Jesus, and the holy thought of flesh.
If flesh was only wicked, would God have put is in it, or would it not also have the potential to be as holy as the spirit inside? He is known to have taken precious few of body and spirit, whilst most go the 'Old Fashioned' route and 'die' the hard way, completely against their own wishes and his.
The world was so enrapturingly captivating, it was too easy to think of science putting a rocket into space as our future, like that could lead to our future of greatness, because God did made the heavens for signs, symbols, for dates and times. Thing is, people were just confusing all the knowledge he gave us to keep true. Confusion, the start of all information, is also the way knowledge is corrupted and lost.
It confuses others besides us, like it spreads us towards others confusions, and away from knowledge.
The thousands it takes, the efforts and materials, all to get one rocket in space. Trifles. A spirit could do as an astranaut far more efficiently in the astral that an astronaut struggled to do in flesh through space. Explore, was it? Inner exploration to outer exploration, and vice versa, exploration can take your mind anywhere. You don't have to go. But you can go anywhere.
It's a quantum world, hearts and minds and bodies are all quantum too, so the only factor limiting us from getting any place in any space or any time is the drive to. We're quantum too, in the quantum world, so all encompassing of quantum factors should in theory be able to be manipulated by our own quantum factor.
All that is quantum is faith, belief. We believe, and reality bends, we doubt and it bends us instead. Our heart is the middle ground, the medium, and a symbollic battlegrounds of our belief and faith.
When you do finally have the faith to move a mountain, you'll only be someone who would be able to do so if it wouldn't hurt anything, because you'll have to much love to hurt anything. Great power, great responsibility. God yielded his greatest gifts to all freely with true love, he did not need yield lesser gifts than that, certainly not those things which would sully his greatest gift.
Even the angels who'd fallen, they learned from their petitions to God that all the evil they had taught mankind was the worthless things, that all of the mysteries of heaven had not been revealed to them.
We were more blessed, we knew there was more, and we sought it. We were less cursed by their works than they were, as their judgement came while they were alive, though they had cast away any chance of forgiveness by their actions the way we could.
The hearts were still just, but justice was lost to them, which is why they could not bring themselves to look up in their shame.
The spirits of their nephilim giant offspring were heavenly and earthly, so though they were made to destroy each other, when their flesh died their evil would live. Their corruption as a hybrid of earth and heaven made them life and death, together undeath, and more holy of spirit but unholy of flesh they were corruption incarnate. Evil incarnate, evil spirits, the things which filled us where we were empty.
Possessions, were positions, were postulations.
Our postulations never come from our simple selves. There was two sources of postulations, profound ones of any type, God was the right one, Nephilim disembodied and demonic evil spirits were the wrong source for knowledge.
'Good and Evil' were relative.
One might call God evil and commit dark rituals and sacrifices, seek worldly gain, and find it through abusing all things good. Charity, love, care, grace, truth, evil loves to take advantage of what its stupidity tells it is stupid. That is because evil lives for and loves only evil, excuses or justifications were not important when that old demon kicked in and said 'Fucking do it already.'
Those from my world would have their hearts hardened, but by their own god that they were as spirit of theirselves, as God had long given the inborn need and want of him to complete us for the sake of everyone and everything.
The demon who was ever consuming wanted more, now, it already needed it and we were starving it. More and better foods, fucks, drugs, experiences, attractions, valuables, powers, abilities, possessions, positions, postulations.
All around me demons were crawling, demanding, wanting everything but needing nothing.
I had no reason to be afraid, as they only wrestled each other over which would have me first, but they could not get close to my heart where Jesus and I both dwelled together. They were so very far now, gone, before I ever even knew all of them had been using me like a whore of a skinsuit to make my spirit suffer as they hungered for most.
I had no reason to worry or be afraid. It was those from my world I feared for, and, had left Akyria for to live like the wretch I was.
Wretched and wicked, pure true, but a wretch in that I was overcome with all emotion for all of those from my world. Wicked, far more, as I was more relieved than ever not to be them.
I thanked God I had never been 'blessed' with worthless blessings, and become like these, burdened by my actions.
The extremely wealthy, sadly destitute. Those clearly able, secretly incapable. The apparently wise, cleverly foolish. By all appearances the truly foolish were the only ones you could pity. 'They know not what they do.' All the others were more self decieved, but, the foolish merely knew no better.
There was no delusion of grandeur, for me, in looking on them with pity.
Millionares, celebrities, soldiers, models and actors, mercenaries, murderers, thieves, rapists, cannibals, liars, cheaters, manipulators and decievers. Not the types you usually pitied, yet, those most properly worthy of what pity and petty imply together.
The shadow of the ladder to heaven was Jesus, he was the shadow that was between the light of heaven, and the dark of earth. Only ultimate doubt lives in any heart he does not dwell within.
This is naturally because the heart is a perfect judge, unbiased even of how we want to live, your own heart will surely die with you rather than let you become what you would be without it. It knows, it cannot contain lies, and our bias of living apart from it is always dying. Your own heart would rather die than live with you in sin, nice of evil to take life from us rather than give any.
If I could warn the world of anything, that one sentiment would be enough to get them in gear, casting out all their demons and leaving the no cavancy sign up after they found Jesus in them.
Who couldn't tell Gods handiwork if they heard it? 'You mean, if I do bad things, the bad I do will take a toll on my longevity? Like, karma?' 'No. You would rather believe in karma, but that's too diluted. Death ate the wages of sin, so the more you are of and for sin, the less days of your life shall you have. And, after you die, eternal hell with the demons evil spirits and the fallen angels you chose.'
'I didn't choose anything! I choose me, and the things that make me feel good, fuck anything else.' 'It's not a choice like that. You will live forever how you live in life, either consumed with all thoughts for your own consumption, or moved by your works in trying to help everyone find motion towards God. Think about this, now.
'If your every thought and focus, all of you, is moved by the earthly; why else would people be consumed by their desire for consumption? All of a person gets weak and desperate, they are being possessed, and their whole being is trying to warn them what it leads to. The words for it even try, with just a little reflection, to warn us. Hell. The hell you feel without consuming, it'll be nothing to the real deal.
'On the other hand, you try and raise all others with yourself towards a thing that's greater than us all, and will bring all who chose it together forever in a harmony better than anything we can know on earth. You don't need to be perfect, or have a flawless record, and all it takes is to want more than anything else to find and follow Jesus.
'He died for our sins, which is why it's his forgiveness we seek, and by that we can still find heaven even if all of ourself can't find him. Anyone can jump on or off the path, at any time, but only those who truly seek it in heart and soul would ever find it in body. I'm not perfect, I'm leaving here now for more beers than I should drink, but I already regret it, not just because I'll have a hangover either.
'I don't need it, I want them, I know my real need is Jesus and he'll forgive me for my weakness. What he can't forgive is the sin, us he forgives, that's why the way is called narrow. You can veer off it some, and find it is close, or wander so far you lose it altogether. If I drink, it's fine, but I'll drink gluttonous tonight because I want to celebrate my marriage anniversary. I'll apologize, not keep it up from then on and be consumed.
'The path to heaven might be narrow, but you do have only your life to find your way back home, after you die you'll find you already walked the road to your destination. We're always in the spirit of something else, in the world, so it's better if it is the right spirit. Only fools go left.' 'Damn. They speak it so loud in church, I feel called out, and they make it seem so hard to find heaven. How can you say different?'
'The kingdom of heaven is at hand. God said, let there be light, and there was light, and he saw that it was good. You know left from right, and dark from light, and we all share common truths that none deny like those. Adam and Eve both ate the fruit, they were able to determine good from evil after. That was before they even had flesh. They were still spirits.
'And wouldn't you know, kids know the difference best, people just think they don't to try and justify the truth. They'd rather not admit why their little boy goes out and slaps little girls, cause they saw their dad hit their mom, and if their boy slapped other little boys then the, 'He saw it on the television.', might fly.
'It's just a kid seeking comfort he can't find in himself, but also, the parents are responsible for those demons the boy has to face. They pay for the kids sins with longevity from their heart, as the wages, when a child that young has to experience that and the parents have to live knowing it. If they can't forgive that in their heart, they won't get that time back, but they are their own judge in that matter along with the child.
'In this modern day and time, with so many demons surrounding everything, we have to stick together and gather every soul we can, the final judgement gets closer all the time.' 'I smoke weed, I do a couple other lil' things once in awhile, and I can't stop em'. Y'all don't want me in there, like that, a little hungover every sunday service.'
'None of us are perfect, just don't blaze up in church, and nobody would think twice if you slept every service from here on.' 'Hahah!' 'I hope you will come listen, the preacher is a mess, but he always comes prepared with the sermons. Of course, we'll all judge the shit out of you, but only until enough of the shit is gone you're only as filthy as the rest of us.'
It hadn't hurt to use some humor with that man, who had never seen a more mixed ethnicity church, and both of us learn and be taught by the exchange. That church had not lasted long.
The preacher hadn't merely taught the bible and preached, he made sure the bible lived in you, so that even though you weren't going to hear it all at once you would have those parts you needed to hear. That was a man who really was close if not one with Gods spirit. He'd prophesied the closing of the church as a fire hazard, which it was not, and as promised not even steps to prevent that worked.
Another earlier prophetic vision had led him to preach, that a way to connect people like a bridge to God through Jesus would emerge from the church, but before a year had passed it was gone.
A little old church in the middle of nowhere, where a young preacher decided to encourage new revelations, from an old book called the bible.