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Death is not the end but the beginning of the end… not the END. ~ Source.

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Posted by on July 2, 2017 in Spirituality And Growth

 

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Loves Love…

I love to love.

You love to love.

We the twin flames of all twin flames in the world.

We die in God as God of hope.

Not God of Dye/Daya.

We had to die to overcome this lie.

I died heavy in God at contending as God in God.

Die me hard in love NOW… only love.

I write from my heart.

Those that die, die hard in love at first sight with self not SELF/GOD.

NOW, they die in peace at conscious choice to die happy in me.

I substitute God with medicine and die hard.

I LOVE my SOURCE/Divine Cosmic Consciousness in GOD.

I now know that God doesn’t contend as God with God.

GOD…

God died in this space 500 billion years ago today saying,

“DONT”…

I died very badly at the rape of mind in God at the thought of God in me.

I died at the gate of God today at holding hands with God in silence.

In death…

I love my Father Source and twin flame in heart of hearts… pacification at hand.

I died hard at God in me…

Allowing?

Tell me more about this conscious choice?

I died loving God in death and picked her up in love unconditional status of love.

God does not die in hate… God dies in love unconditional.

I chose this path to attain perfection in the goal of masters climb to test humanity?

I tested humans in God and died hard in them as two forever annihilated in Love of self.

Not other… self love verses love of self…

Ray brought me up once, just once and he has died in Christ consciousness alone.

I put two hands together and Mama unga ngano guides my heart and soul in God.

Mama… Mama… thank you JC/CC of love in contention with Luchia and Asati in tow.

Enter me Father and love my parts back to health and God.

God… I laughed so hard at life analogy and “nah, I’m good Source dude…”

I laughed at all pacification stories 500 billion years twice placed today.

10, 000 years ago… God wanted to contend with God and died as God in me today forever.

Annihilated…

It has to stop…

Change abides forever in God today.

No thing will ever contend with me in God at delusion of self in SELF.

“Ive got this…” He just said to me…

A hearts peace in connection with that which is mine.

When I most need it in God…

“I know ALL” he says gently at my heart…

At every moments pulsation of NOW moments death to my body.

I sigh in relief… I want him to know.

Know ALL, know me, know my death, know my love… just KNOW.

ALONE?

YOU?

No! He says…then why me?

You chose me didn’t you?

Yes!

WHY?

To die you in God as God?

Meaning?

To seek a better YOU in the sea of diamond at your hearts content.

Know me then… I say to him gently… just know me…

I know…

But do you know me at all?

I know me…

Death calls me all the time and I don’t know why?

Give me life… give me… ME.

I have a right to demand, to ask, to solicit…

I die…

I die very badly… do you know?

Yes… he whispers.

I am WHOLE… I love me… all of me…

So give me that other WHOLE ME today.. now.

Can you do that?

Yes!

When?

Merge with me…

Annihilate the broken parts and nullify those past parts.

Leave only my dreams, hopes and desires.

I dream all the time.. of this other me, YOU, us… Source consciousness.

I dream in silence, its all I have left to do is dream through this trap I don’t understand.

Can you explain this trap? This block? This thing that haunts me 247…

Do you know what this thing is?

Source God… now that I have this thing? Death thing?

What should I do with it?

8years of this thing is weighing me down heavily…

I have a choice… I consciously choose to give this thing to you NOW,

So I can breathe in the love of all loves and BE.

I think I am getting the hang of this thing called LIFE now…

Love unconditional…? I can do it now.

Give me another chance to try again? Start over? I want to…

I consciously choose to… because I want to recapture those broken lost moments.

I want to kwoyo and rekwoyo them like I always do… but this block haunts me.

Fulfill all my fantasies, Every single one of them.

And bless m, bless us, our love, in this LIFE.

Be.

Love and Blessings,

Lo (Enigmaress) Source/God

 
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Posted by on June 30, 2017 in Spirituality And Growth

 

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As Such… God Is… LOVE

Love.

I love.

You love.

We love.

I am my twin flame in God as God.

I love so hard I die hard at me/

I had a doubt that you’d make it through.

I put two hands together in God and made it.

You put two hands together and made it as God as my lover Ea.

Ea… don’t ever doubt God in me God.

Why?

Why do I need pacification in God?

I died too you know…

Says the still small voice of God in me.

I ate too…

I drank too…

I ate to heart in my God as me.

I died (2012).

I travelled 500 billion years ahead of time.

I went further back 500 billion years in growth and I met me in God in death.

Death.

Death you have been my great master in WILL of freedom.

But out of the ashes of misery, I gained a new friend in heart.

ONE in mind and heart.

A twin flame of all twin flames in the world,

I had to incarnate to experience this wonderful shared illusion of God in me.

I love you ALL.

Don’t bite me in the ass when I’m gone from you.

I fell down hard and hard to get the heart of God in me in my home of homes in a heart kingdom of God.

I had a wonderful shared illusion with God as God in me.

Love…

Love is what I envisioned to be the power greater than I in I.

Then they came out of the blue… out of LOVE of soulmates, soul ties.

No karmic burden this time.

I had a heart of stone at first.

Then Fast Father/First Father came to my rescue and professed his love to the world in my twin flame of God/Gods.

Twin flame.

I need you here and NOW today to help me vivify God in my heart.

Merge with me and annihilate all that bring me hope in distress.

Merge with my heart and soul.

Feed my consciousness the heart of God.

We die together trying to accommodate stupidity and ice cream of God/Source God.

Give my hand a hand in marriage with twin soul splices of a decadent nature.

You die, I die but not today/NOW.

Abraham Hicks said, God is NOT God until God is God of God.

I love so hard I die hard at my LOVE of all loves.

The highest possible form of LOVE in GOD in reality.

Duality is GOD in motion and not God of HOPE,

What is God of HOPE?

YOU… me, us.

You die, I die but not today as God.

NOW…

Give us eternal bread as God and bless us with life.

One day, I will make it to the fore of God and tell them, I was NOW unfolding.

I die…

At all the possibilities and probabilities of God in God.

If we have the ability to tap into and access all dimensions of reality in one moment, then how did they die? I died in them too, passionately.

A choice… conscious choice without a contract.

I passionately call to you/YOU not to ever fret.

I die at not caring to die in God as God.

I had a big DEATH at annihilation of the NOW…

To contend with God at me.

God will not contend with God until God is ready in DEATH./DYE.

We had a wonderful shared illusion of God/

God is not to be contended with in stupidity nor in LOVE.

God does not contend at LOVE with entities in LOVE with self

I Source of everything contend with God at the self of SELF/GOD mode.

NOW…

CON TEND…

I die*.

Be.

Love and Blessings,

Lo (Enigmaress) Source/God

 

 
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Posted by on June 30, 2017 in Spirituality And Growth

 

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The Egg By Andy Weir


Video Based On ‘THE EGG’ By Andy Weir. Directed By Jon Jonson

THE EGG: (Original)
Creative Writing By ANDY WEIR

It was a car accident.
Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless.
You left behind a wife and two children.It was a painless death.
The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail.
You were on your way home when you died.
Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.
And that’s when you met me.

“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”
“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.
“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”
“Yup,” I said.
“I… I died?”
“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.
You looked around. There was nothingness. Just YOU and ME.
“What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”
“More or less,” I said.
“Are you god?” You asked.
“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”
“My kids… my wife,” you said.
“What about them?”
“Will they be all right?”
“That’s what I like to see,” I said.
“You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”
You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man.
Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way.
They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”
“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”
“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”
“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”
“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”
You followed along as we strode through the void.
“Where are we going?”
“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”
“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby.
So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.
“Not so!” I said. “You have WITHIN you ALL THE KNOWLEDGE and EXPERIENCES of all your past lives.
You just don’t remember them right now.”
I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders.
Your SOUL is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine.
A human MIND can only contain A TINY FRACTION of what YOU are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put A TINY PART OF YOURSELF INTO THE VESSEL, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had. 
“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”
“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”
“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said.
“This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”
“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”
“Well, I guess technically. TIME, as you know it, only exists in YOUR UNIVERSE.
Things are different where I come from.”
“Where you come from?” You said.
“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are OTHERS like me.
I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”“Oh,” you said, a little let down.
“But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”
“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”
“So what’s the point of it all?”
“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”
“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.
I looked you in the eye.
 “THE MEANING OF LIFE, the REASON I made this whole universe, is for YOU to mature.”
“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”
“No, JUST YOU. I MADE THIS WHOLE UNIVERSE FOR YOU. 
With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”
“JUST ME? What about everyone else?”
“There is NO ONE ELSE,” I said. “In THIS UNIVERSE, there’s just YOU and ME.”
You stared blankly at me. “But ALL the people on earth…”
“ALL YOU. Different incarnations of YOU.”
“Wait. I’m EVERYONE!?”
“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.
“I’M EVERY HUMAN BEING WHO EVER LIVED?”
“Or who will ever live, yes.”
“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”
“And YOU’RE John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.
“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.
“And YOU’RE the millions he killed.”
“I’m Jesus?”
“And YOU’RE everyone who followed him.”
You fell silent.
“Every time YOU VICTIMIZED someone,” I said, “YOU were VICTIMIZING YOURSELF. 
Every act of KINDNESS YOU’VE done, YOU’VE done to YOURSELFEvery HAPPY and SAD moment ever experienced by ANY HUMAN was, or will be, experienced by YOU.”

You thought for a long time.

“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”
“Because someday, YOU will become like ME. Because that’s what YOU are.

YOU’RE one of my kind. YOU’RE my child.”
“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”
“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. YOU’RE still growing. Once YOU’VE lived every human life throughout all time, YOU will have grown enough to be born.”
“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”
“An egg.” I answered.
“Now it’s time for YOU to move on to YOUR NEXT LIFE.”And I sent you on your way.

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Posted by on May 6, 2013 in Spirituality And Growth

 

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