You are a product of your imagination.
Where is your SLACK?!!
Do not be fooled by the dupes, the pinks and the glorps, the conspiracy is after you and it's not giving up.
What is the conspiracy? Who are THEY?!
They are those that take too long on the ATM, those that take away your SLACK, those who deny 'BOB' & Eris (Beautiful Eris) they do not know it because they are DUPES. Dupes of the system.
There is no pity, there can be no shame for it is their choice and the choice must be made.
Black is NOT the oposite of White.
It is the ABSENCE of white.
Nothing is not the OPPOSITE of Everything.
It is the ABSENCE.
As long as sex is your facination you will never understand it. How obvious.
Is 'BOB' really your uncle?
YES! and 'Bob' decrees that no more tomfoolery continue till this tomfoolery is understood.
Your programmed responses are not individual. As long as you follow the mandate of your DNA you continue to be a ROBOT.
A good ROBOT, but a ROBOT nonetheless.
Reality is NOT created by you. Reality has no use for you. You can influence reality, but you can never control it. Fools & Satanists think they can... but they can not.
WE ARE NOT GOD.
We are a PART of GOD.
GOD is not GOD.
God is 'Bob'.
God is 'Eris' Godess Eternal and indefinable.
GOD is confused.
There is NO psychics, or mediums, no prophets or channels.
There is ONLY Awareness.
If all is one, then how can anyone be psychic?
'Bob' knows, you know, and i know.
You are a psyhchic, a shaman, a reality transition team member and a chevrolet to boot. You are the fridge, the cat, my mother, your mother, and the fingernail clippings out the back.
There is no accidents, there is only (un)conscious choices and decisions. There is a plan, but it's not for you, give up your story, you have no story, you were born today. I don't know you. You don't know me. We've never spoken or met.
This is an energy exchange.
WHY?! Because there are no mistakes.
We are always immanetizing the escathon, and we will beat THEM.
Even if it takes another 10 universes, another 10 gods, another 5 apples, and one more 'Bob'.
You are a product of only your imagination.