| #1 | |
|
|
I don't know what happened to me. The voice of God stopped speaking to me.
It is as though I am standing naked in front of a big crowd of people. My unconscious mind is back where it's supposed to be. This is how it was in my youth. Except the difference is I'm not suicidal or homicidal. I don't have a deep grudge in my heart. I don't have a knot in my gut, nervous sensations throughout my mind and body, or voices that want to be heard by me. What was that thing? Was it God? I suspect it was God, but only one of a million dimensions of God. It was a leg of my journey that I had to complete in order to get to the next level.... the atheist level. The science of faith. This always seems to happen in 10-year cycles. I start out believing, build up my belief, and use it to do something, draining it to nothing, and having to start all over. There's enough technology today that could make a kid God 1000 years ago. There could be advantages to being God for the kid. He could have any girl he wanted, he could live in a castle with servants, and he could command civilization to service his every desire. What kid wouldn't want to be God? There may be lifeforms more highly evolved than man. They may view man as man views trees. A tree has no eyes, ears, brain, or mobility. Likewise man may not have the insight that the more highly evolved lifeforms have. They may have transcended the necessity of being made of matter, evolved dominion over all things, and live forever. They harvest life like man harvests trees. It's for their own needs, not always in the best interest of man. There are a million of them, and each one wants to harvest humanity for itself. They prey on life-bearing planets. Their food is the lives of people. They raise them up to cut them down, and consume them in gluttony. I called Jack Powelson from Fort Worth in 1988, and as I was talking to him, he said, "Take the wire off." He acted as though he had a wire on his phone, someone was listening in on our conversation, and he was telling them to "Take the wire off." There was no "wire" on his phone. He was bluffing. He said that to appear forgiving to me, and to plant an idea in my mind in attempt to cause me anxiety. He wanted to instigate my mental illness to become worse. Then he hoped I would spill my guts with him for his synthetic forgiveness. |
| #2 | |
|
|
Jon G. wrote:
> There may be lifeforms more highly evolved than man. They may view man as > man views trees. A tree has no eyes, ears, brain, or mobility. So...you are much like a tree? mike |
| #3 | |
|
|
"m II" <c@in.the.hat> wrote in message news:iH0ei.3417$tB5.2641@edtnps90... > Jon G. wrote: > > > There may be lifeforms more highly evolved than man. They may view man as > > man views trees. A tree has no eyes, ears, brain, or mobility. > > > So...you are much like a tree? > mike But how does a dog view the same trees ? miki. |
| #4 | |
|
|
"m II" <c@in.the.hat> wrote in message news:iH0ei.3417$tB5.2641@edtnps90... > Jon G. wrote: > >> There may be lifeforms more highly evolved than man. They may view man >> as man views trees. A tree has no eyes, ears, brain, or mobility. > > > So...you are much like a tree? > > > > > > > mike Huh? What's that supposed to mean? I just had a dream I was busted. Daniel 11:45 And he shall plant the tabernacles of his palace between the seas in the glorious holy mountain; yet he shall come to his end, and none shall help him. I always did admire the character of the Bible that this passage refers to... or at least initially, until I found out he was the Antichrist. It didn't apply to me today, though, since someone helped me. My girlfriend made me sugarless jellow with bannanas in it, which I mixed with sugarless whipped cream. Someone helped me. |