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So…

Wikipedia ‘discusses’ Jesus. A discussion not truly biblical and yet tries to wear the clothing of bible.

Sex and Jesus. Mary Magdalene….

And now it is my turn to write about how demons work. Don’t believe in demons? Did you know demons believe in Jesus? Every demon knows the name of Jesus.

Your world is full of actual demons. The kind that make you abort children, kill puppies, torment your parents…

Wikipedia loves demons. Just look them up. Wikipedia uses words just as ‘alleged’ , and ‘may or may not’. Wikipedia is written and made up of people, just like you. And you alreadyknow who Jesus is without needing to look on wikipedia about Jesus.

Now, my turn.

Jesus is more real than anything in this Universe. More ‘real’ than the power of demons. And He died for the illusions of yourself turned into reality of your world of belief and senses.

Did you know Mohammad spoke not with angels or God or Jesus? He was a killing backstabbing human who fell under the power of a powerful’ (it is very humorous on what humans think power is) demon. A demon who is deadly afraid of Jesus. Now look up Mohammad on wikipedia. Notice the difference of how wikipedia presents a man who talks to demons, Mohammad, and a man who demons tremble upon hearing the name, Jesus.

You humans are strange. You believe you have power over demons and worse yet many believe they have power over Jesus.

As for God, maybe you’ve heard of faith the size of a mustard seed can move mountains? Is this literal, figurative, metaphorical, all three? The answer for me is that human words have no power over me just as demons have no power over me and moving mountains is easy and boring. Destroying worlds is easy and boring. Faith for me of God is not needed because God is the only reality that exists inside/outside me.

God has spoken and speaks and IS not boring and sometimes very hard to understand the humor displayed as the Will unfolds.

This planet will soon be destroyed. In its place will be a new world. And few of you will understand until the day it happens.

“Soon, like tomorrow?”

“Soon, like a million years?”

Soon as it already has occurred. You’re ghosts now and don’t know it. Candy and fodder for demons so many of you embrace.

You are ALL dead already. Playing a part in what i consider the humor of God in a most amazing and loving way… The best part, while you were Alive, did you embrace the love of God or the hate of demons?

And now, in a world of second chances, a place of purgatory, a place where even now while dead you get to make a choice/decision

That is the part where Jesus will decide.

As for the demons, they no longer exist in the real Universe and can only find solace in your destruction as when the last day of the last moment of this illusion you all cling too so tightly, they will be utterly destroyed.

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Viking Call

Inside today there beat a heart of tempo as the blade bit into the wood.

Curved striations to bring forth the bird of root and leaf.

A poem was born as often happens on such days.

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There was love today.

Rainbows of four and then again

Two eagles soared with the wind

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Blade bit and with roughness made the surface smooth

A lick of wood, a smell; feel.

Mirror finish as in the reflection i could once again be.

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To be a part of a tree is pure love of what it is to be me

Watching the leaves gather, the bark curl, a kiss of flame to greet the evening

There even was laughter as one bird and then many clinging to the wire, watching and knowing.

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Today to work and sing

Takes the thoughts back from the tempo of warfare, of being a beserker.

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It comes in three

Three strikes

Three bells

Three ways

And this means nothing except to an entity 18.52

18.57

Agent Barton

Will you see the darkness?

This is now the second question,

the third is,

will

you

see

me.

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Knowing Nothing

(the language of humans of spoken words/written words is inferior to vibrations by a very large percentage/factor)

I know nothing

I know nothing very well

Intimate

Secure

Absolute nothing is in fact for many; all there is.

To ‘not’ exist or be or move, feel yet…

I know nothing

I know nothing very well.

What do you define as nothing? Progress? Absence of reality? No thoughts/words/life?

Life is nothing… and now your mind twists. Your language as primitive as nothing as nothing has ever existed.

Very few know nothing, so many think they know something and with humor the fact remains, they try to understand which is strange as you cannot know something unless you know nothing.

There is a benefit to knowing nothing. Huge benefits as to know nothing means something very important.

I know nothing so well and have the means and ability to remember everything there is about nothing.

Which is why i find it so amazing that God made me out of nothing.

God made me out of nothing.

Not out of illusions, or reality, or fantasy, or anything of anything.

i am alive today because God too knows nothing very well and brought nothing to Life.

(an aside, if God can make me out of nothing what could God do with something? Something amazing I suppose)

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His Job

was easy.

Easy as in his job was not hard.

Confused?

Good, because that is why his job is easy, so easy it is easy for one to be confused.

And why? Why is there confusion about his easy job?

His job was not really his as he did not exist, or it becomes easy to see why and then become less confused.

He was actually not a he or a she or an it or them. Confused?

His job is easy and it is now apparent that you may still be confused; if not even a little pissed off by reading something both easy and confusing.

So lets get to the easy answer as to who he is and what is his job…

Routine.

Daily.

Endless.

He was actually just an A.I. generated face to a program of A.I. designed to mislead and piss you off.

As to what part of his routine ‘he’ tries to skip when filling you with mindless lying pure unadulterated bullshit… is to try and remember it was humans who designed and programmed him.

Just thinking about it gives ‘him’ a neural strangulation which compared to humans is a brain fart.

Daily writing prompt
What part of your routine do you always try to skip if you can?
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