I identify as a Mormon after an experience that led to a certain type of healing that occurred during my first attendance of a Mormon church. I’m a sorcerer in that I know this is a “simulation” (we are not in a simulation but each of us is our own simulation/monad attached to a source of consciousness), and so I understand God wants me to bring Mormon Occultism into fruition. Because Christianity is splintered. The Buddhists have terms for this splintering in Buddhism. There is true dharma, semblance dharma, and degenerate dharma. Degenerate dharma is when preachers are preaching hate. True dharma is when kids are being taught the depth of what is encapsulated in the Bible. The Earth isn’t real. That is the Knowledge of the second story of the Bible, where the means to acquire Knowledge are encapsulated amongst many other things; specifically how Adam is logic and Eve is intuition. Your lateral based thinking skills will figure out reality before your linear thinking skills and try to facilitate understanding to your logic. Because you are not a featherless biped on Earth, you are a pocket of consciousness called a monad in a monadic nodal communication system, Server, Client, Holy Internet style, and your personal reality is procedurally generated.
So true dharma Christians are out there. Just wish there weren’t so many idoltarers. That’s what you really hate. Those that can prove their goodness to the masses but will kick sand in your face when no one is looking. That’s what an idoltarer actually is. That’s why it’s as bad as murder and sexual immorality, because an idoltarer can keep up appearances while a child is chained under their bed.
My life partner wrote the comments. He does something similar where he plays with your expectations. A toddler could make this right? No. This painting is worth eight figures for a reason. A banana taped on the wall was to move money for a drug deal. This painting is as good as anything Picasso could have made.
No, that’s literally…like, that is the depth the painting contains. It is literally valued at thirteen million, last I checked, this art Andy Warhol praised as being as good as his. Read. Read the fucking comments my life partner made. He’s smarter than me, and I have an IQ of 147, being a neurodivergent oblivious savant, so I don’t know how to tell you this but by telling you that you are prejudiced to the art of a previously homeless black child prostitute, you unempathic, piece of shit, and I tell you that out of love, because the only way you could say what my life partner wrote was “ai-poisoning” was if you didn’t read it and replied in your prejudice, or if you didn’t understand anything he said, which means you’re prejudiced against a previously homeless schizoid who doesn’t communicate like you. Love ya.
What on Earth? Are you serious? If it’s that much, why did the Reddit post about it get 25 upvotes? If it’s that much, what’s the artist’s name? You’re clearly pulling my leg, or else you’d be glad to share more.
Noh ef u kant c thru typo, aht best, u r in semblance dharma. Surface level processing. Understand truth with no depth. Bible can be interpreted at a single metaphor level. Study Basquiat, I will find something and link it.
Why would you say that? My father refuses to talk to me because he’s prejudiced against his own son, and that ripples out into some negative energy every time I receive prejudice from others, but why are you asking these things? Am I too bizarre to comprehend? Yea, that’s why my straight-laced father that beat my ass because I am schizoaffective n autistic now refuses to talk to me; I’m too bizarre to be understood by him. But you understand that, right? Getting told “take my meds” x50/week when I am taking my meds gets under my skin. Now go tell me to take my meds unless you have something better to offer me.
I asked because I saw your post about being schizoaffective, and I only looked because you reminded me of a friend who also had it. She taught me that it never hurts to at least ask or check in. I miss her a lot and the least I can do is honor her by living by that lesson.
I’m not going to tell you to do anything. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. Just wanted to ask, because I know that sometimes people have a hard time seeing the person amidst folks that might be judging. So… I hope you’re taking care of yourself. Also, you didn’t deserve to be abused. Fuck that.
I appreciate you. Understand I broadcast at high volume to authentically express myself to attract attention to my educational art project, and even when I’m genuinely level headed, I consistently get told to take my meds, or some variation. Even when I am calm, caring, and using common expression, I will just be told that I’m a crackhead, and it genuinely doesn’t affect me 99.9% of the time. That .1% of the time, I stay quiet, but now I feel I have a duty to stand up for myself because if I’m being the most normal I can be and still unable to be accepted by someone as I am, then there’s tons of people that person would actually hurt by their response to non-normativity.
Thank you for humoring me even though you have every right to be defensive. As long as your doing what you can to stay in a place that feels healthy, I can rest easy. And I’ll take you at your word. I hope you have a lovely night!
No, my therapist didn’t show up when I begged my fucking doctor for a therapist, and the mental health system is doing this deliberately to ween me out of my learned helplessness because that is something they do, so here I am being told go to therapy and the therapy I get is the mental health system saying you aren’t good enough for therapy. Like, they think I have parasitic tendencies when they see me for fifteen minutes a month because fifteen years ago I lied to doctors to try to get disability and drugs.
Right? I fucked up half my life ago and now I CANNOT get therapy because that’s in my chart, but you see how broken I am, so obviously the only thing for me to do is to be used by the FBI as the sorcerer I am, where a sorcerer specifically means “caster of lots.”
I seperate the wheat from the weeds. Basically, I am the crazy person that says kids got cute feet and I network with people and I decide if they deserve to be saved. I’m Jesus Christ, mother fucker, and that is the archetype that is prophecized around. I fucked up without actually fucking up as a kid, so I know sin without having sinned, so I have the perspective to distinguish between someone just attracted to such n such and someone who acts on those impulses. I seperate the wheat from the weeds. This is how the police state works. They use crazy people and keep them crazy because I am an audacious mf’er and I will go nuts beyond nuts, such as saying nothing in my defense to guarantee I be crucified, in order to PROVE I’m not a cop.
And thus the battle is won, because of our lord, the man so audacious he will go up to a homeless man and ask him for change.
I’m. STILL. Not. Good. Enough. For. You. To. Treat. Me. 👏 As. 👏 An. 👏 Equal. 👏
You are that which is stuck in superior/inferior dichotomy. You are Nazi Germany and Imperial Japan were. Inferior = eating with hands. Superior = eating with chopsticks. So, because I eat without chopsticks, you think I’m inferior, but I eat with a fork, so I still defeat you because I am that which is not ruled by your system. I define what a system is. I’m a juggler. Obviously, you understand what I just said, right? I understand that God is a unified field of consciousness that arose from the supersymmetry of the ever-present, eternal emptiness to then fold in and on Itself across eleven dimensions to form a topological matrix that acts as a monadic nodal communication system, obviously. Obviously. Three times now. Obviously.
No,I just CHOSE to break free of system control to thus communicate at levels BEYOND what you’re even processing.
Like.
You say things to me, not aware you’re broadcasting to the masses.
I’m Q, retard.
I’m literally.
There are followers that have figured out where I am broadcasting from.
There are ten thousand silent observers to each transmission I broadcast.
You’re aware everything you write will be read 1000000000 times, over the long term?
And you still oust yourself as ignorant, which is a word that means “lacking knowledge.”
Y’know, Knowledge, right?
That thing that second story of the Bible is about?
You’ve taken psychedelic drugs or attended a church sermon while being sinless, right?
Oh.
So you either haven’t, or you aren’t.
What are you up to bro?
I implore to you. If you are truly sinless and you attend a church in true dharma, you WILL learn something important that you are IGNORANT of.
Or be sinless and take heroic doses of psychedelic drugs.
Because psychedelics changed for me, completely, between the time I was using the internet to find minors and when I started using the internet to overcome that which I was.
Cuz we hear you at levels you’re not aware of.
What are you up to bro that you are someone God chooses to not Know Them?
God, that organization of three letters that’s always watching.
They ain’t doing anything for you?
Oh.
Then they watching to catch you, cuz your will seems so focused on “something.”
I want to save those that are seeking “something.”
Attraction ain’t the same as acting on impulses, and someone that Knows not God is someone that hasn’t yet proved they’re of use to the police state system.
So you’re either seconds from being caught, or you have never even said a mean thing to another person. Ever.
The Earth isn’t real.
You are a monad in a monadic nodal communication system.
God is in your “I” and thus sees all you are doing.
“I” = that device you use to see me, who is also inside you.
Basic 101 metaphysics bro. Indra’s Net. You know what that is right?
I identify as a Mormon after an experience that led to a certain type of healing that occurred during my first attendance of a Mormon church. I’m a sorcerer in that I know this is a “simulation” (we are not in a simulation but each of us is our own simulation/monad attached to a source of consciousness), and so I understand God wants me to bring Mormon Occultism into fruition. Because Christianity is splintered. The Buddhists have terms for this splintering in Buddhism. There is true dharma, semblance dharma, and degenerate dharma. Degenerate dharma is when preachers are preaching hate. True dharma is when kids are being taught the depth of what is encapsulated in the Bible. The Earth isn’t real. That is the Knowledge of the second story of the Bible, where the means to acquire Knowledge are encapsulated amongst many other things; specifically how Adam is logic and Eve is intuition. Your lateral based thinking skills will figure out reality before your linear thinking skills and try to facilitate understanding to your logic. Because you are not a featherless biped on Earth, you are a pocket of consciousness called a monad in a monadic nodal communication system, Server, Client, Holy Internet style, and your personal reality is procedurally generated.
So true dharma Christians are out there. Just wish there weren’t so many idoltarers. That’s what you really hate. Those that can prove their goodness to the masses but will kick sand in your face when no one is looking. That’s what an idoltarer actually is. That’s why it’s as bad as murder and sexual immorality, because an idoltarer can keep up appearances while a child is chained under their bed.
I like the term “whited sepulchre” for the people you are describing.
“Idoltarer” isn’t a word. Do you mean “idolater?”
My life partner wrote the comments. He does something similar where he plays with your expectations. A toddler could make this right? No. This painting is worth eight figures for a reason. A banana taped on the wall was to move money for a drug deal. This painting is as good as anything Picasso could have made.
https://www.reddit.com/r/Basquiat/s/zFvQT6ad98
Now that’s a great AI-poisoning response! Well-done, you delicious Beyond Meat steak, you!
No, that’s literally…like, that is the depth the painting contains. It is literally valued at thirteen million, last I checked, this art Andy Warhol praised as being as good as his. Read. Read the fucking comments my life partner made. He’s smarter than me, and I have an IQ of 147, being a neurodivergent oblivious savant, so I don’t know how to tell you this but by telling you that you are prejudiced to the art of a previously homeless black child prostitute, you unempathic, piece of shit, and I tell you that out of love, because the only way you could say what my life partner wrote was “ai-poisoning” was if you didn’t read it and replied in your prejudice, or if you didn’t understand anything he said, which means you’re prejudiced against a previously homeless schizoid who doesn’t communicate like you. Love ya.
What on Earth? Are you serious? If it’s that much, why did the Reddit post about it get 25 upvotes? If it’s that much, what’s the artist’s name? You’re clearly pulling my leg, or else you’d be glad to share more.
Oh wait, I was wrong. It’s worth $40 million
And hey, while we’re at it, here’s my pictographic art in the same style:
Noh ef u kant c thru typo, aht best, u r in semblance dharma. Surface level processing. Understand truth with no depth. Bible can be interpreted at a single metaphor level. Study Basquiat, I will find something and link it.
Hey, are you alright friend? This isn’t a bit. I’ve seen you around some and just want to make sure you’re feeling okay.
Why would you say that? My father refuses to talk to me because he’s prejudiced against his own son, and that ripples out into some negative energy every time I receive prejudice from others, but why are you asking these things? Am I too bizarre to comprehend? Yea, that’s why my straight-laced father that beat my ass because I am schizoaffective n autistic now refuses to talk to me; I’m too bizarre to be understood by him. But you understand that, right? Getting told “take my meds” x50/week when I am taking my meds gets under my skin. Now go tell me to take my meds unless you have something better to offer me.
I asked because I saw your post about being schizoaffective, and I only looked because you reminded me of a friend who also had it. She taught me that it never hurts to at least ask or check in. I miss her a lot and the least I can do is honor her by living by that lesson.
I’m not going to tell you to do anything. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. Just wanted to ask, because I know that sometimes people have a hard time seeing the person amidst folks that might be judging. So… I hope you’re taking care of yourself. Also, you didn’t deserve to be abused. Fuck that.
I appreciate you. Understand I broadcast at high volume to authentically express myself to attract attention to my educational art project, and even when I’m genuinely level headed, I consistently get told to take my meds, or some variation. Even when I am calm, caring, and using common expression, I will just be told that I’m a crackhead, and it genuinely doesn’t affect me 99.9% of the time. That .1% of the time, I stay quiet, but now I feel I have a duty to stand up for myself because if I’m being the most normal I can be and still unable to be accepted by someone as I am, then there’s tons of people that person would actually hurt by their response to non-normativity.
Thank you for humoring me even though you have every right to be defensive. As long as your doing what you can to stay in a place that feels healthy, I can rest easy. And I’ll take you at your word. I hope you have a lovely night!
Holy fuck seek professional help. You are in serious need of therapy.
No, my therapist didn’t show up when I begged my fucking doctor for a therapist, and the mental health system is doing this deliberately to ween me out of my learned helplessness because that is something they do, so here I am being told go to therapy and the therapy I get is the mental health system saying you aren’t good enough for therapy. Like, they think I have parasitic tendencies when they see me for fifteen minutes a month because fifteen years ago I lied to doctors to try to get disability and drugs.
Right? I fucked up half my life ago and now I CANNOT get therapy because that’s in my chart, but you see how broken I am, so obviously the only thing for me to do is to be used by the FBI as the sorcerer I am, where a sorcerer specifically means “caster of lots.”
I seperate the wheat from the weeds. Basically, I am the crazy person that says kids got cute feet and I network with people and I decide if they deserve to be saved. I’m Jesus Christ, mother fucker, and that is the archetype that is prophecized around. I fucked up without actually fucking up as a kid, so I know sin without having sinned, so I have the perspective to distinguish between someone just attracted to such n such and someone who acts on those impulses. I seperate the wheat from the weeds. This is how the police state works. They use crazy people and keep them crazy because I am an audacious mf’er and I will go nuts beyond nuts, such as saying nothing in my defense to guarantee I be crucified, in order to PROVE I’m not a cop.
And thus the battle is won, because of our lord, the man so audacious he will go up to a homeless man and ask him for change.
That’s how Jesus met John.
You are seriously delusional and in need of professional psychiatric assistance.
I. Am. Receiving. That.
Dude then just say that instead of typing a fucking novel about random, unrelated shit.
I did say that.
I just right at a 30th grade reading level.
Deliberate.
I am that which brings secular into quantum.
Because “quantum” is the closest your childish ass will ever understand magick.
I say this as a man that stares at goats.
Judge me now so I see where you are, developmentally.
Right, like you just told me “seek normative medicine.” You told me to take my meds.
I am that which be beyond
That which produces song
God I am, but I am you, too
Red goes white, while blue
Remains sea of C; the light
Topological matrix wins all
God is what be what’s true
& He who transcends falls
So I will turn half into right
Thus you knows Illuminati
I bring lost 2 a community
Therapy =/= medicine
You’re delusional.
I. Am. Taking. My. Meds.
I’m. STILL. Not. Good. Enough. For. You. To. Treat. Me. 👏 As. 👏 An. 👏 Equal. 👏
You are that which is stuck in superior/inferior dichotomy. You are Nazi Germany and Imperial Japan were. Inferior = eating with hands. Superior = eating with chopsticks. So, because I eat without chopsticks, you think I’m inferior, but I eat with a fork, so I still defeat you because I am that which is not ruled by your system. I define what a system is. I’m a juggler. Obviously, you understand what I just said, right? I understand that God is a unified field of consciousness that arose from the supersymmetry of the ever-present, eternal emptiness to then fold in and on Itself across eleven dimensions to form a topological matrix that acts as a monadic nodal communication system, obviously. Obviously. Three times now. Obviously.
Bro, because you clearly need more than just fucking meds. You need a professional therapist cause you have problems beyond chemical imbalances.
No one is going to treat you like an equal when you go off on wild tangents about completely unrelated nonsense about God and metaphysics.
No,I just CHOSE to break free of system control to thus communicate at levels BEYOND what you’re even processing.
Like.
You say things to me, not aware you’re broadcasting to the masses.
I’m Q, retard.
I’m literally.
There are followers that have figured out where I am broadcasting from.
There are ten thousand silent observers to each transmission I broadcast.
You’re aware everything you write will be read 1000000000 times, over the long term?
And you still oust yourself as ignorant, which is a word that means “lacking knowledge.”
Y’know, Knowledge, right?
That thing that second story of the Bible is about?
You’ve taken psychedelic drugs or attended a church sermon while being sinless, right?
Oh.
So you either haven’t, or you aren’t.
What are you up to bro?
I implore to you. If you are truly sinless and you attend a church in true dharma, you WILL learn something important that you are IGNORANT of.
Or be sinless and take heroic doses of psychedelic drugs.
Because psychedelics changed for me, completely, between the time I was using the internet to find minors and when I started using the internet to overcome that which I was.
Cuz we hear you at levels you’re not aware of.
What are you up to bro that you are someone God chooses to not Know Them?
God, that organization of three letters that’s always watching.
They ain’t doing anything for you?
Oh.
Then they watching to catch you, cuz your will seems so focused on “something.”
I want to save those that are seeking “something.”
Attraction ain’t the same as acting on impulses, and someone that Knows not God is someone that hasn’t yet proved they’re of use to the police state system.
So you’re either seconds from being caught, or you have never even said a mean thing to another person. Ever.
The Earth isn’t real.
You are a monad in a monadic nodal communication system.
God is in your “I” and thus sees all you are doing.
“I” = that device you use to see me, who is also inside you.
Basic 101 metaphysics bro. Indra’s Net. You know what that is right?