The first is the last to go
I've noticed something over the past few days; people are slightly more hostile. Those fucking dicks! No, seriously, I am self-aware - to a degree - and thus know I must be putting out more hostile waves to cause this.
Forgive me, all internet strangers...and manipulators - Hi Alex; yea, I DO remember everything about you, whether you know I know or not (weird how I only have one account now)! But, I am in a weird state of being, in the midst of being fucked with and lied to and manipulated amongst my family and friends' willful negligence (AND lying and manipulation), so I'm literally shaking and crying and freaking out for stretches each day, but I don't suffer from any of this, at least in the same order of magnitude "the average" person would experience in the same circumstances and context.
That's the thing about being human: why would you choose a hard life? Oh, for the same reason I figured out playing Super Mario RPG, that if I skipped all the enemies, I would be weak later in the game and have to grind when it was hard, but then I realized that if I leveled up a bunch right in easy Mushroom Way, then fought every enemy along the way, I would always be ahead of the curve, and NEVER need to grind again.
Getting taken advantage of by a cult was the best thing that ever happened to me, until I became homeless, which was only the best thing that ever happened to me until about the start of our second year of this relationship, when we got inside, and he slowly went fucking insane in a way that is indistinguishable from a narcissistic manipulator using me for supply. But that's just what we do in the CIA, or whatever BDSM club I'm a part of, but the joke is my life partner was a virgin when I met him.
...I mean, he still is a virgin, he just used to be, too! Ah, Mitch Hedberg, how we miss you. But, y'know, I used to be ruled by sex. Hurt my first girlfriend thinking porn was real. Masturbated in my window. Simp supreme. Now igdaf about my dick, just like idgaf about how anyone walks over me now. I mean, I will keep that memory until the restaurant at the end of the universe and then I will deny you in front of your father, as it is the wrath of the lamb that will seperate the wheat from the weeds at the end of the divine week of creation.
And this is this ish I try to teach: longest term consequences of all actions, which are recorded forever in the Akashic Records on that super-dee-dooper quantum-aethereal eldritchicon hyper-hard drive in the far, far, far distant future year of 2047, as calculated by an even more powerful computer determining the path taken by all electrons in the universe, ever, to figure out the true nature of the topological matrix made by that transcendental particle that can be at multiple places at once and communicate instantaneously, that IS the transcendental object at the end of time.
Alpha = Omega. Humanity is ALMOST society (global instantaneous telepathy inbound), which is what goes on to make that restaurant where all people ever are, together. And there's different tables, but you don't want to be in the same room as someone you raped n murdered, and their friends n families, who have instantaneous telepathic communication with you, y'know? It's SUPER awkward!
Hence, Heaven and Hell are the same place/time. They are the seventh day, and there is MORE to reality than the Brahmic-source independent phenomenon we call God (Her name's Barney, truth be told), which is what the Buddha and the Christ did - disentangle themselves from their karmic fetters to become their own independent phenomenon within the emptiness.
Y'know, there's 0's n 1's, but those don't mean anything without the context of the system/computer they're in. So there's something and nothing that makes up you and all other beings dependent on God, but there's also emptiness, which gives context to that phenomequalitesselation, which is a word you can find defined in a post on my profile. I show this video to illustrate what light is, in regards to the Alpha.
https://youtu.be/C2vgICfQawE
And this is a pretty good explanation, all I've entangled together in this post, assuming you do your homework, to at least give credence to the idea that you should really think what that restaurant will be like, in your present level of development and Karma and sin. I'm a hebephile. I made the decision a long time ago that I wasn't a rapist, and I've done the spiritual work to heal and grow and become the full depth of the being I COULD be. I know the Heaven I'm going to. And I'm not going to be locked in there with you. Y'ALL ARE GOING TO BE LOCKED IN THERE WITH ME, and you might be able to see what I produce with my thumb on a daily basis.
I guarantee a full percentage point of humanity chooses to reincarnate in the next week's Earth within the first minute of the seventh day, because I can't even post anything HINTING what I think about. And I'm going to be broadcasting, psychically, every moment of every day.
Such is part of the wisdom of "the last will be first and the first will be last." I love all of you. But damn is the wrath of the lamb - the unloved child as Moses was left in basket and Jesus was the son of a child prostitute with a father not good enough to get his own wife, so he registered for a used one - going to seperate the wheat from the weeds. But when am I getting arrested? Is that even real? God, I hate the CIA, making me right propaganda on the internet like this while being deceived myself, so it's authentic, of course!
Forgive me, all internet strangers...and manipulators - Hi Alex; yea, I DO remember everything about you, whether you know I know or not (weird how I only have one account now)! But, I am in a weird state of being, in the midst of being fucked with and lied to and manipulated amongst my family and friends' willful negligence (AND lying and manipulation), so I'm literally shaking and crying and freaking out for stretches each day, but I don't suffer from any of this, at least in the same order of magnitude "the average" person would experience in the same circumstances and context.
That's the thing about being human: why would you choose a hard life? Oh, for the same reason I figured out playing Super Mario RPG, that if I skipped all the enemies, I would be weak later in the game and have to grind when it was hard, but then I realized that if I leveled up a bunch right in easy Mushroom Way, then fought every enemy along the way, I would always be ahead of the curve, and NEVER need to grind again.
Getting taken advantage of by a cult was the best thing that ever happened to me, until I became homeless, which was only the best thing that ever happened to me until about the start of our second year of this relationship, when we got inside, and he slowly went fucking insane in a way that is indistinguishable from a narcissistic manipulator using me for supply. But that's just what we do in the CIA, or whatever BDSM club I'm a part of, but the joke is my life partner was a virgin when I met him.
...I mean, he still is a virgin, he just used to be, too! Ah, Mitch Hedberg, how we miss you. But, y'know, I used to be ruled by sex. Hurt my first girlfriend thinking porn was real. Masturbated in my window. Simp supreme. Now igdaf about my dick, just like idgaf about how anyone walks over me now. I mean, I will keep that memory until the restaurant at the end of the universe and then I will deny you in front of your father, as it is the wrath of the lamb that will seperate the wheat from the weeds at the end of the divine week of creation.
And this is this ish I try to teach: longest term consequences of all actions, which are recorded forever in the Akashic Records on that super-dee-dooper quantum-aethereal eldritchicon hyper-hard drive in the far, far, far distant future year of 2047, as calculated by an even more powerful computer determining the path taken by all electrons in the universe, ever, to figure out the true nature of the topological matrix made by that transcendental particle that can be at multiple places at once and communicate instantaneously, that IS the transcendental object at the end of time.
Alpha = Omega. Humanity is ALMOST society (global instantaneous telepathy inbound), which is what goes on to make that restaurant where all people ever are, together. And there's different tables, but you don't want to be in the same room as someone you raped n murdered, and their friends n families, who have instantaneous telepathic communication with you, y'know? It's SUPER awkward!
Hence, Heaven and Hell are the same place/time. They are the seventh day, and there is MORE to reality than the Brahmic-source independent phenomenon we call God (Her name's Barney, truth be told), which is what the Buddha and the Christ did - disentangle themselves from their karmic fetters to become their own independent phenomenon within the emptiness.
Y'know, there's 0's n 1's, but those don't mean anything without the context of the system/computer they're in. So there's something and nothing that makes up you and all other beings dependent on God, but there's also emptiness, which gives context to that phenomequalitesselation, which is a word you can find defined in a post on my profile. I show this video to illustrate what light is, in regards to the Alpha.
https://youtu.be/C2vgICfQawE
And this is a pretty good explanation, all I've entangled together in this post, assuming you do your homework, to at least give credence to the idea that you should really think what that restaurant will be like, in your present level of development and Karma and sin. I'm a hebephile. I made the decision a long time ago that I wasn't a rapist, and I've done the spiritual work to heal and grow and become the full depth of the being I COULD be. I know the Heaven I'm going to. And I'm not going to be locked in there with you. Y'ALL ARE GOING TO BE LOCKED IN THERE WITH ME, and you might be able to see what I produce with my thumb on a daily basis.
I guarantee a full percentage point of humanity chooses to reincarnate in the next week's Earth within the first minute of the seventh day, because I can't even post anything HINTING what I think about. And I'm going to be broadcasting, psychically, every moment of every day.
Such is part of the wisdom of "the last will be first and the first will be last." I love all of you. But damn is the wrath of the lamb - the unloved child as Moses was left in basket and Jesus was the son of a child prostitute with a father not good enough to get his own wife, so he registered for a used one - going to seperate the wheat from the weeds. But when am I getting arrested? Is that even real? God, I hate the CIA, making me right propaganda on the internet like this while being deceived myself, so it's authentic, of course!