Inner Dimensional Experiment

Written with the metaphor of job placement.

Inspired greatly by unconstrained mental energy.

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It does not matter who Robin Lipinski is as it is nothing more than an illusion of applied energy.

I do not exist. Not at all and with non existence there is good company as you don’t exist. So, if you and I don’t exist than what does exist?

The answer is the reason for the experiment of dimensional placement.

Job Opening: Placement of energy to be applied in the most efficient and logical organized paradox boarding on the possibility of chaos. All applicants screened as to durability and ability.

now, what does exist? I exist and you exist… Fucked up write? Right on baby, right on. You may now be left with a thought of, “This is weird and makes absolute (ly) no sense.” And that is because you don’t exist and I don’t exist.

(so now, a little story of what does and does not exist)

Drag queens, queers, LGBT, saints, sinners, evil, good, blah de fucking blah blah blab blubber stutter gag puke inhale/exhale ants bird fish comets moons… don’t exist and yet they do.

When on the atomic level of understanding how a proton pops and disappears, neutrons, X rays.

“Are you applying for the job?”

who said that? “You did.”

And who are you? “You know.”

God? “Ha! Wanna play another game of poker?”

Absolutely.

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The gears shifted. The worlds tilted. And then the three dimensions dissolved into nothing.

What job are you applying for? If you prefer to not exist than the job application is already signed and your job is nothing more than to provide scenery for others applying for a job.

If you prefer to exist than your application process just became extremely complicated.

Would you like the job of Judas? Maybe Peter? Or Mary Magdalene? Too Biblical? Don’t believe in God? No problem, there are many other jobs.

Maybe you would like to be a spider? Free to feed and survive?

Hitler? The worlds always are looking for energies to be a Hitler. Or maybe your job is to fling energy and shit at God? That might be the perfect job for you. Hate. Cruelty. The worlds don’t care and nor should they as they too don’t exist and do exist.

So many jobs. With each comes the rewards of a job well done and a job unfinished.

And there is great news. Even if you don’t exist you are being placed in the job you will do best at.

A word of warning though, this is your one and only chance to choose. To exist or not exist. To become what you can truly become with the sole decision residing inside your vibrations. Call it good or bad, (both don’t exist. both exist.)

Now, the test question: What job are you applying for?

A special dish

Targon the barbarian was your usual savage beast of a man. Large, strong, cruel. He was the pinnacle of an evolutionary process where horror is allowed to grow into such a large savage beast.

In battle after battle the warrior did what warriors do best… He killed.

All the tools of his trade were used as he practiced his skill. He and his companions slaughtered all who stood in their way. Laser. Bullet. Arrow. Knife. Lance. Club. Bare hands… Anything that could be used was used to part life from flesh.

Women of course were first raped and killed. Children were squashed like bugs. It was a scene of killing perfection while at the same time a horror to the senses of those tending to try and find peace in a cruel world.

There is much to know about Targon and yet there was neither the time or understanding as to who Targon really was or where he came from. Lets just say it was a timeline of your parallel world. At least you can understand the actions of Targon as you are as human as he is.

During the time of Targon a man of Peace came into the world. A man named, Jesus. There was hope for the planet of death, hope for joy and love. Hope for something much better than humans killing humans.

For Targon, Jesus was a threat just as he was a target. So Targon took his hoarde and sought out this so called, man of god.

Jesus was easy to find, and when Targon found the man praying with his disciples he attacked with an extra ruthless energy far beyond evils grasp.

When the battle was over Jesus was dead, his followers slaughtered, and the earth itself cracked in protest.

Severing the head of Jesus, Targon boiled the skull and turned it into his favorite dish, a dish to drink foul ale from. So from that moment forward, every year Targon would drink from his favorite dish and the world would turn black as Targon took refuge in his nightmares, giving thanks for death.

(try writing that A.I.)

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.

Life

When this planet called, Earth was a very young orb, there was impacts and collisions. There was lava and water (dihydrogen oxide.)

Definitely nothing alive until one day it was the rocks themselves which came ‘alive’. (don’t believe me? Ha, I don’t give a shit.) However, today the planet was very much alive.

For billions of years and environment void of life. Acids, no oxygen until the release of the first expelled oxygen for millions of years until the oxygen killed them.

Oops…Life? Where did life come from? Easy, ‘up there’. Asteroids, comets, a lot of material along time ago containing strings of polymers, even the key ingredient, ‘protein’. Life is simple once the proper ingredients are available. A bit tricking though when combining the ingredients. A scale of magnitude/chance of 10X10 to the power of 250.

“Lightning struck the goo and life arrived!” Scientists are so funny. With all the technology available to scientists they cannot arrange the ingredients to make life. They can’t. A.I. will never come close. And why?

You won’t believe the answer. Life was always in existence. Always has, always will be. Life can never be destroyed. Life can never be ‘made’.

So, if you read this far what is the main take away? Is it that Life is forever? Is it that man/machine can never create life? Is it the thought that maybe you should take a shower today as you stink?

There are a few who might say it is interesting that it was rocks that are alive on this planet first.

And while some of you believe in a higher power, a god or God, many do not. When an ant believes in God or an ant does not believe in anything other then themselves, it is still an ant. An ant that contains the precious gift of Life.

To Kill in the name of a god

Wonderful morning to write about those who kill in the name of a god.

Pick a god, any god and somewhere in the story line of history there is either sacrifice, murder, or hostility towards life. Usually the life of those not bowing down to the ‘god’ in question.

Today the thought is of how Christians killed Muslims in the Crusades. And then now where Muslims kill Christians. And then there are the Muslims killing Jews and Jews killing Muslims.

Is it all horror and disbelief that humans kill in the name of a god? Absolutely not. Humans kill for sport, fun, anger, hate, money, sex, food, water, spices. Humans are the perfectly designed biological machine with the primary goal of killing.

You’re not a killer? Ha! Yes you are. For those tofu eating Buddha following folks, you don’t remember how your cotton was grown for your garments, or the leather on your saddles came from something that once bleated, mooed, or even swam in the water.

You’re all killers. And yes, while you can’t help it because that is the environment you’re all placed in, a giant world of kill and be killed, some of you are more advanced to find a good reason for killing others. Some even think a god will reward you for your blood lust.

Abortion.

Murder.

Suicide.

War.

Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill.

(silence as a bird outside is thinking about bugs to eat)

How primitive and ignorant humans are regarding life and death.

Life cannot be killed. Life cannot be taken. Life is in a small way like energy and mass. It can be converted, changed. Life belongs to God as God is life. And the real question then is, why do humans try to kill God?

There is a difference when you kill a bug by accident or purpose. There is a difference when you accidently run over your child with a car versus killing them in the womb.

There is a difference when killing a cow for food or shooting it for sport.

There is a difference when a Muslim kills a Christian in self defense instead of killing them because the Christian is inside a church praying…

God is trying to remind humans of what they are and who they are, it’s the humans who choose to forget.

And what can you do to remember? Easy. Give thanks to God for absolutely everything, not pretend a god told you to kill something.

Power

Written by and for: The Wind

Having lived a very interesting life and participating with Life has given dreams so powerful there is no djuffe-e// between… the between/possibility/reality.

What is accepted by so much. So much? Is so much… there, here, up, down, now, yesterday, and tomorrow.

Time. For the wind, time is nothing of something. The voice is silent and the voices overwhelming.

A question for those able to see and be above the algorithm. To feel what you may have only briefly felt in a dream state of deep sleep, a sleep deeper than death and more alive than a seed germinating in the Spring soil. (1-1a)

What is more powerful?

  1. The guidance, ability, opportunity, command, demand to destroy?
  2. The guidance, ability, opportunity, command, demand to save?

Your choice between the two are to lead to answers neither wrong or correct, unless…

Unless you knew the answers before the question.

Remember the faces of those concerned. Faces with smiles. The face of the man grabbing the handlebars of the bicycle, the ‘mind’ blocks with the attempt of attaining something, only to become nothing of something.

Yes, there is some kind of power to control the elements, the ‘seen and unseen’ and then again what is more powerful? Or did youuuu already forget your earlier answer?

High above, or if you prefer, deep below, a sexual situation between a male and female. An interruption where the return was far more hasty of an exit than a departure. There was a reason, just as there was the reason of destroyed uteo8s. Call it infertility, call it endometriosis, call it cold sore… again, what is more powerful?

Life has consciousness. Life is the most powerful force in any existence known and unknown. Power? What is more powerful? Think now. Can you now answer a question, another question before knowing the next question? Yes? No?

Existence. Choice. Ability. Friends. Enemies.

Does death… no, too complex. Why does death not exist?

This illusion has many chapters. Already a lot of nothing of something has been buried/revealed/destroyed/created. A lot and yet just a puff of a breeze unable to ever be controlled, captured, or contained.

it is good.

it is so good it actually is the only thing more powerful than Life, and if you know the answer before the question is asked then you are ready for what’s coming.

A Little Din Din

Written by: A Table cloth

To invite implies a motive for action.

Inviting those to dinner, and in this case, they have to come even if they do not want to.

Interesting…

Of course the corgi’s would be there as they run security, comedy, and are the cleanup crew.

An assortment of various creatures would be there both human and other. (their dietary needs are a bit wonky but pizza mixed with exotic combinations overcomes all)

God is always here. Always was/is/will be, so how to invite the perfect guest?

Mmm…

Ah yes. As the guest must come. There is no denial, no pretend, no excuse, nothing to cause the host to say, “I wonder where…”

Now, a bit strange here as to the reason of choice, but God always kicks my butt at poker. I did win one hand once, for reasons beyond logic/chaos/logic, but mostly I get a good lesson in one aspect or another.

The choice then would be, Satan. Now Satan is nothing more than one of many ‘names’ given to place a face on the body of evil.

Why Satan? Hah! For a very good reason. This is a world run and operated by such an energy where evil comes uninvited just as evil seems to ‘think’ evil can do whatever evil wants.

Satan is neither male or female. Energy is what energy is. White energy/Dark energy. Flowing to where the connections are available, and on Earth; perfect conductor. The entire picture is the perfect canvas where the canvas thinks it has more control over the Artist… Control over the chef… Control over the cook, table, world.

So, I would invite Satan to dinner with one simple caveat for everyone attending the dinner. Everything, everyone must ‘arm’ wrestle God.

Simple request.

A good workout that will would increase appetite.

It would build community and well being among the guests.

People there. Complete strangers i meet on the street would realize there actually is a God.

There would be tears of joy.

There would be celebration.

Enemies would become friends.

Friends would help others.

And. And. And. As for the main event, the feeling/look on the face of evil when reaching out to touch the Creators hand. To see in an instant that look/feeling of sadness and regret to have once thought there was more to power than God.

To realize what was missing in evils Life.

Love.

(and then of course, once the dark and white energy once more became what nothing of this reality can come close to understanding… there would be Universal Hope. Love. Life.)

and yes, the pizza would be fucking fantastic.

In Part

A good question. One answered by the murky mess of clarity.

Going to use some religious stuff now, ‘stuff’ with tested and true background far more real than the shit people ‘think’ they know.

First though, written for what audience? Humans? Rocks? Trees? Birds? Aliens? Angels? Demons?

How about written for everything. For some it will strike true for others just more mindless bullshit. Some will get mad. Some will get happy.

Jesus. Most humans know the name and some history behind it. On other worlds there are other names with history behind it.

When Jesus was ‘alive’ on Earth, he taught, he traveled, he changed the world. Even if you don’t ‘believe’ in Him you know him.

First though, going back in ‘time’ a bit to a perfect metaphor regarding knowledge and God. A place not of Earth called, Garden of Eden. Wonderful world. Life thrived. When Adam and Eve realized they were naked after eating the proverbial ‘forbidden’ fruit. The naked was not their bodies. It was their minds revealing to God that they thought they had the power to hide from God. (thus humor was born, nothing can hide from God) and so here we are today. Thinking and practicing what we think is ‘superior’ to God. Or at least better than those other species deemed inferior.

i can write much about this topic and others but for this bit I will merely point out a conflict with some certain groups competing against each other. A division. Folly foolish and just a fucking pain in the ass.

When Jesus was on Earth he traveled the planet. Various cultures knew this man and the physical appearance was not uniform. He was black, white, female, (yes, female) young, old. He did what was needed and that’s all you need to know about that.

(there is now a lot a technical ‘stuff’ that I could write about. Dimensions. Science. Technology. Time. Magic. Mechanical. But i will not because the world is not yet ready. And that’s for just this simple topic of Jesus assuming many identities. But to help you understand a little bit, when Jesus rose from the dead and walked among the people again even Thomas did not recognize Him. Try and figure out why…

Now, the reason for explaining this is in part to answer what was written yesterday. The world humans feel comfortable in does not exist. Time does not exist. Everything humans feel so secure in is nothing more than what God has deemed to be necessary so as to one day finally understand why nothing can be hidden.

A lot of people try to emulate Jesus. Some to try and make this ‘world’ better, some to use ‘knowledge’ to make this ‘world’ worse. Some to enrich themselves (how fucking foolish) Some to gain power over others, (even more retarded)

How would you like to look like a teenage black girl when you’re an old white woman? Or take on the appearance of being a snake? Sounds cool huh? Well, you can, once you ‘know’ how, but before you do go down that path…Why? What reason would entice you? Power over others so you can rob them? Power to enrich yourself? Or, to help others in ways beyond imagination?

Since I was born there have been battles raging around me. Those trying to seduce and sway. Those trying to gain, well, lets just say ‘something’. Personally i am getting sick of it all.

i can take care of myself very well as my personal boss/friend/trainer is none other than God. And it is g-0-o-d!

So in answer as to why i and I wrote ‘yesterday’/’today’/’tomorrow’/ is that this world is a place for humans to decide if they want to remain naked and try to hide from God or to become a very important part of God, faults and all. And to make it very clear, there is not one ‘thing’ from this illusion called Earth that is more important than the small part of Life residing in each and every human/visitor/dimensional energies/etc, etc. Not gold, diamonds, the moon, the stars, nothing…

As for you groups fucking around, and yes, i use words such as fuck, shit, damn, and more because i hide nothing from anyone and especially not God. Get your shit together. If you practice the ‘gifts’ without, and with emphasis the full love and honor of knowing what is but a teeny tiny minascule bit of ‘power’ ; of bending your will/knee/tentacle/being in full surrender to the Creator, than from ashes you came and to ashes you will return.

Finally for this moment, there are those groups that please me. They are trying. And strangely, out of this entire illusion called, Earth, only five have earned my total respect devotion, and Love. Those five are none of anyone’s concern, but out of billions you would think there would be more.

God, God, God, God, God, God… Good God, God…

The title alone has released the juice of hate of God in some, Glazed others thinking more about porn, Caused some to smile, and this is just in those who have not even read the title, let alone read to this point…

What is this God so many speak of?

“Love”

“Unicorn”

“Asshole”

“Does not exist”

“Pure Light”

(chimes)

“Preach”

“Change the channel”

“Hate”

And on and on and on when really to understand God all you need is a mirror and silence.

A question for your reflection: Why the fuck are you looking at what appears to be you? A glimpse of your smile or frown

Tears maybe from the abuse just received by some bullies at school?

Pain?

Fear?

Thinking you’re cool or weird or beautiful or ugly?

Who are you?

Why are you here reading this?

And that what you see is God. You. The silence. The sound. The tears and laughter. Pain and joy. Beauty and ugly.

Don’t believe?

Don’t believe you exist?

Maybe the mirror is lying and causing you denying?

Simple really, if there was no God there would be no mirror, no you, no reflection.

Now, try this. Try talking to God. Try talking to your reflection in the mirror. Say something simple such as, “Are you God?” What did you hear?

Some would say nothing but the sound of their own voice or some would say they heard nothing. Others would like to stab the writer of this with a sharp steak knife.

Now, lets talk about the existence of Satan.

Some use the same as above to discuss what is God.

So, same thing…

Look into the mirror, what do you see?

If you see a reflection of yourself and believe you exist then you also see God, you see Satan, and some are still thinking about stabbing me with a steak knife.

Simple.

Easy.

God is so simple for a child to see and believe with as they play with the gift of innocence

while a human filled with ‘time’ (hah) and ‘experience’ get to feel the presence of evil.

You will not believe this about me and nor should you if you don’t even believe in your reflection in a mirror, but i play poker with God. i blather and bother and talk to God almost every second of every day ( I take a few seconds to concentrate on food, corgi’s and many other distractions. have too just to prove I am human)

I have done much of what some would call, sin or stray. Anger. Hate. Evil… and you know what? God smiles and deals me more cards to play.

“And so asshole, what does God say in reply?” Said by so, so many, to include some wanting to stab me with a steak knife.

Hah! Aside from ignoring what i just said about getting dealt some more cards, God sings. Words spoken so simple even my toenails can understand. So very simple and easy.

And as i wrote the other day, i have now learned for certainty that God’s tell is not obscured by dark sunglasses or a nervous twitch… Nope. God’s tell is a smile, laughter, and the humor? Damn (smiling and laughing) Got to admit, it’s special.

As for winning? Let’s just say God wins every hand even if your reflection says God is a loser, though i do suspect God has some cards up the sleeve…

A Little Story of Immense Power…

What is power? In a group of mind-think philosophy, power is considered many if not mostly; abstract.

To the low brow beast of sword and steel, rock and stick; grunting and thumping chest… Power is strength. Of ability, opportunity; killing any and all to include enemy.

Transposed to society rich in technology. Ability and opportunity the same, the same motive, only something to cause not death, rather indoctrination of a certain way of death.

God is power, of course, such as God can also to be be powerless…

A secret? So much and yet nothing greater than less?

Answering the question: What is power?

(at this moment a river flows. clear. full of sound/fragrance. Frogs play tricks. Caddis fly flies)

where was i? Oh yes, power.

Energy.

Force.

Dynamics.

Potential.

Kinetic.

Thoughts.

Riches.

Wealth.

Starting to see a very common and mundane thread?

To move, motor, putt-putt, zing, pow, bang.

or

collect, amass, stockpile, conquer, believe in so much power even God is weak.

(even poor Pluto believes power is a ear rub, a bark, a growl, something to eat)

i know, i know, i know only too well when hearing words inside like a tsunami upon Earth released.

(smiling. if no one believes how simple power is they will never be able to have the complexity to see.)

Yes, a few have guessed power; true power to be love and so yes. Not a guess, and yet not a fact.

Love can turn into abuse. Love can morph into something insidious, Love is a perfect metaphor for eating something sweet to eat only to endure the bowel destruction of pain.

Long winded? Indeed!

Now, to the point.

Power is not only for those such as God or demons or Kings, Queens, Presidents, rich…(add all the endless other shit words describing those who ascribe to the belief of ‘power’.)

Power is nothing more than time of which is ironic as time does not exist.

(smiling at a personal thought.)

Lucky I guess, to have been gifted to hold in hand a power greater than immense.

To feel something i have never felt ever. Never in an eternity.

Not love as stated why before.

Not in being able to destroy a Universe.

No, the power i felt which makes all pale in compare

is to see her smile

while i was able to impart a kiss

and with this to understand fully why all other descriptions of power are nothing more than wind-blown dust

to understand why Time does not exist

to understand the reason why now, that God does and do have full possession of an even greater power, the power over the powerful with something so powerful as the realization of loving the simplicity of kissing and complete release.

God is the most powerful, wonderful, poker player filled with the tell of humor, knowing now i have the full power of not only love, not only the kiss, but the power that such a being has; humor.

(wibde===wonderful to now think of, –00) cheese, sparkles, water, and a cool breeze.)