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Does Mankind Hate the Soul on Which We Float?

It is odd that the good books say not to worship the symbols but the understanding. However man does not take well to a spiritual job ... that's spooky and he is afear in the dark. Last night on Jeopardy they introduced a question regarding misanthropy as the "hate" of mankind. Webster states the word means "fear", but then fear is the root of hate ... and caring, well; that is another matter ... ante mana? Ides worth digging into: mana of understanding.

 

Now if a spark of the mind/sou(L) complex were to show itself in the business and militant centres of the world ... what would mankind do to it ... the same as 2000 years ago ... burn it as hate for the wisdom of books and the light contained within? Hung without serious question of doubt! Is that like metaphorical of an enlightened mind? What was the disciple of that action ... 1000 years of Dark Ages until a renaissance of which we have passed the peak ... the rich and powerful are again fearful of the sea of anthropology (m'n) and what the higher powers have done to that treasure of creation. Moe money ... bigger Wahls!

 

When light is rejected does it go underground for the workers of the land (Llanos)? Did you ever wonder why the collective consciousness is not visible to all? It is a sheme, a shiyr Wahl to those that think they are in control of the whole thing and do not know how little they are aware of. They have no idea what is held in that shadow of Schrodinger's Box ... the catatonic mind that ... if awakened ...

 

Is it a threat, or a treasure if fed, clothed, sheltered, healed and educated and not left as a feral orphan of the great Black Widow, the infinite expanse that in a quanta ... created you ... with the seth ... that feared name ... motivational care!

 

Each day do we bury the light and not share ... we might personally profit? Your choice!

 

It is a hostile world ... where creation isolated the errors that crossed the great void. We choose collectively what we make it and are a stonewall when it comes to moving an old idiom ...

 

There's only one way out of this pit in space ... use your imagination when dealing with the signs and symbols ... it is beyond logic ... mythological chaos in the presentation of words ... go figure! The job is yours alone, you are not to be spoon fed like a child of a God ... you are the rejects of heaven ... some with a spark, some not it was dumped in the well and lost without the least of care. Can you retrive ID? This is your inheretance as you see it ... is it squandered without th' ought?

Fære Well!
Mei bon Ai La Scies …
Mere spirit of that vaster ‘c’ …
Of the infinite space …
Where the isolation occurred!
That’s the isle of m’n …
Biff’d out of the far stretches …
As he felt too elevated for mere firmament of spacey elements …
Heh was born of creation as pure space and physical body of Love …
Deal with ID w/o a thought …
Each step of learning will be a pain for you until …
You are cognizant of t’Ruth of escape!
It is an eminent emotion that is out flowing …
As’s light from the heavens …
Mere symbol of signs coming out of the shadow.
Has the isolated element gathered enough light …
To see?
Or has he failed yet to strike the fires in the shadow?
ID is a complex mana that’s th’ ought …
That ephemeral persona …
Periodically crossing your mind as different curse!
It is something that causes change, like time anđ ilde of m’n …
But Mann as stone-Wahl in La Scie …
Has not unravelled the enigma of …
The metaphor of the sole cosmos!
Without the Master Que …
The “What?” in awe …
There’s just the Blackpool of Love to consume you without thought …
No pool of light to share on the other side!
Such is the fear of dæmons …
Dark shadows of the earth …
The chore of angelic light …
To float with Joy observing the deeper mysteries!
You haven’t seen the depths of complexity?
Perhaps it is just not in you …
Or You have promptly refused the light …
Instead of encouraging ID with a wee oeil …
Or as the seam’n states …
Keep a wee Ai out for mei!
Ides a sacred code …
The spacey soul Amman …
The mythical Egyptians believed …
Heh was a heh pri esté aL persona …
And not only a mere character in a story …
Heh was the basis of the story ides elf …
The demon that stirs the mind against Amman’s piece …
Which is borne mostly asleep like wod …
Burying place of the Nordic God of pyre …
Eris ‘n out of a dead bush?
The southern climes didn’t require such drastic needs …
To pain a man into thinking of his need for fluid th’ ought …
About his passions!
You just turn him loose in the wilderness for a day …
And he will gladly accept the infinite stretches of Night in amour!
 
 
Aura Voir; ID is all in the seeing for a blind soul!
 
 
Does m'n have hope or has he lost faith in the paradigm ... "eM" ... the business model that is the false idol without a care for people ... the treasure of life if not mentally and spiritually detached! Like Tome as's ... I have severe doubts that the primal psyche will ever be reopened. We are just too conditioned to hate anything that is unknown ... do you understand the actions of the anthropological gift?
 
 
Perhaps it is just as well to bury the miz takes and hope there is a brave new world and not simple recycle of the old one in the same mould. Break the castings in resolving/dissolving the enigma? I love fluid puzzles ... time to move on in the tiers of stone placed in the fore head, I'll move deeper into the mine, and far more isolated! Profits ... they are not so difficult if you can see a bit down the road beyond your blind motivations.
 
Can an isolated element be converted to pure soul? Roue of conservation of matter and mana of creation! Infinitely Light chore for the prepared. For the others ...
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