Up With God!

[cosmicB]

glerp;flrg;sclap;fozle...

[Tufts]

glerp;flrg;sclap;fozle...

And what does that mean? I'm unfamilar with that one.

[franfran]

glerp;flrg;sclap;fozle...

And what does that mean? I'm unfamilar with that one.

And you're obviously also unfamiliar with CosmicB. If you decide to stick around here you'll just have to get used to him, I'm afraid...

[Tufts]

glerp;flrg;sclap;fozle...

And what does that mean? I'm unfamilar with that one.

And you're obviously also unfamiliar with CosmicB. If you decide to stick around here you'll just have to get used to him, I'm afraid...

A few sandwiches short?

[franfran]

glerp;flrg;sclap;fozle...

And what does that mean? I'm unfamilar with that one.

And you're obviously also unfamiliar with CosmicB. If you decide to stick around here you'll just have to get used to him, I'm afraid...

A few sandwiches short?

More like there were no sandwiches there at all....

[Tufts]

glerp;flrg;sclap;fozle...

And what does that mean? I'm unfamilar with that one.

And you're obviously also unfamiliar with CosmicB. If you decide to stick around here you'll just have to get used to him, I'm afraid...

A few sandwiches short?

More like there were no sandwiches there at all....

Oh dear. I know the sort.

[mogadishu]

Wildwood "fairies" seem to exist.. but I doubt they are "fairies"... I saw them as sentient four-inch diameter balls of what looked to be tiny suns, following wilderness creatures around, and communicating with them... After I bowed, smiled, and held my hand out in friendly gesture, to one of those animate floating balls of light, it approached me, circled me, paused, then touched my fingertips for 14 seconds... It wasn't hot.. I lost all my sentience for several hours... For hours I just stood there in the forest, with no more sentience than a moss covered rock.. till a friendly kingfisher made a loud coocoobara sound a couple feet from me, in probably saving my life...
I suspect that little ball of light hard-downloaded all of what I had in my mind and memories, and spirit.. It took everything of me.. I had to reboot... I believe those little glowing balls of yellow light are actually the sun focusing on the planet, in her studying the nature and fauna of her only living planet.. her liveliest baby...

In the middle of the night, when the aurora-borealis was a little active in the sky, showing its quiet soft greens and yellows.. while I was resting in my car in a forest...
I intended to prove to my lady-friend that the "northern lights" were more than just lights in the sky... I saw it as a dragon, and as a communication from the sun to us... I stepped out of the car, and stood in the dark, beside the car, calling to the northern lights to please show my friend its deep cherry reds.. "she has never seen your delicious cherry reds.. she does so need to see your delicious cherry reds.. Show us your delicious cherry reds!".. talking to it like it was a friendly puppy creature...

In less than a minute, the northern lights changed to soft reds, and deeper reds, and intense deep rumbling cherry reds and purples came straight down toward me lightning-fast!.. close to touching the treetops.. so fast! I nearly fell on me bum in Shock... Lindie just sat in her seat in shock, mumbling "I can't believe what I saw just happened"... I sat proud in my seat, saying "I'm a little different from most humes hun.. I have the universe in my pocket, as if we are One... Did you see the dragon's head? babe... Did you hear the rumble sounds, like a freight train in the sky..? Did you nearly mess your pants like I almost did..? Your mouth's wide-open hun.."
Lindie was in a lot of shock.. just touching things in the car, trying to find something solid to hold onto, in trying desperately to disbelieve her own ears and eyes, and find a new focus to escape into...

There are things here, and everywhere, that we can't see... It doesn't mean they don't exist when we can't see them... It doesn't mean they began to exist the moment we do see them... Sometimes, someone does see them... It doesn't mean that they are crazy.. It means that they are sensitive, and alert, and mindful, and that most of you are all numbed-out from sensing all the delicious wondrous reality that is all around you.. because your masters don't want you to see and know the truth.. because for you to see the truth, would mean you would know their lies, which would mean that they no longer get anymore of your money...

Fair enough.... Do you astral travel at night? I mean, actually proper astral travelling with silver cord?

[cosmicB]

"...actually proper astral travelling with silver cord?"

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Actually not...

I did something different...

...My uncle had rented me an apartment on the " Strip", in Toronto...
Half a block from me was the Kundillini Research Center... Lots of extreme forces came from that place... They did a few things that shook me a bit... Anyone else would have died of Shock!.. I "slapped their fingers", and it stopped... I was deep into editing Yogi Alfred Narayanna's manuscript, and researching dragon karate, from the sources and forces.. and experimenting with ghosts, while I prepared my booth for next month's psychic fair... I had left my aparment with my brother, and took a flight to Toronto for the fair... Things were all falling into place, like I was in a perfect-storm.... The Greats were coming out of no-where to teach me them, to add them to me, to make me Stronger....

The lass who initiated "women's lib" sat across from me at the kitchen table... She asked me to determine and detail her history before she was conceived... The deal was.. "I would determine her extreme-data, if she permitted me to do my all to try to convince her to join me in bed... She agreed...

She is one high-powered sneaky little witch, is a big for-sure... I tried me All to get her into the Sac, but No.. but Close!.. She claimed I had her three-seconds to the bed, till she woke-up, and rebooted her convictions... She pushed me into deeper and deeper thought-processing... I found that "silver cord"...
I held that damn cord in the tight fist of the "big hand" thingawhozits.. and chatted with this lovely warrior-lady, about cosmic brakes, and spiritual engines, after I answered her questions... and detailed how I was going to cut this useless silver-cord tether to the earth.. and asked that she would remain focused, and try to rescue me should I not be able to find my way back, but to never touch me while in such deep trance, because it might kill me"...
She advised strongly against cutting the cord...
I tells her, "I'm dead if I don't, There's no place more for me to go, do, see, and be.. and I only might be dead if I do... I might make it....
She said, "No one has ever made it... it's your life.. do what you must.. I'm here for you.. go for it my prince"...
In a swift flash I cut that silver-cord with my cosmic-sword.. fired-up my new engines.. and found a brand new universe... good thing I had installed brakes...

...when I was none but a tiny silver feather gently tumbling sailing toward the ground.. I knew if that feather touched ground I will be lost in limbo for eternity... My sweetheart visitor says, in her tender pixie voice, "everything is alright!".. and the little feather woke, and I scrambled back over the redline, about four inches from touchdown... DAM! that was Close!.. but if you don't take risks, you never know what's on the other side of them... We laughed about it till our sides ached, and we had used-up a quarter box of tissues.. and we hugged for ten minutes... Her majesty's kiss touched the insides of my bones, and deeper.. felt like I was her kissing me/she was me kissing her.. Our million-dollar kiss left us needing to sit, Or fall... We rode it out...


I wasn't "astral masterbating".. I fly on my own steam, babes...
You would probably haftado twenty-hits of your silly "acid", to get here for even a couple seconds.. and it would likely fry your brain and mind... I live here hun... This is my norm... All this stuff is merely a couple of my "footprints in the sand of the cosmic-beach"... Most of what I know, there aren't words for it...
When I needs a hug, a friendly dragon or werewolf softly rubs her face to mine, and purrs... Should I kiss her lip, and run my tongue's caress along her lip, she snarls pretty...
She would bite you in-two if I asked her to....

You should see your world from here... You would puke!..

[Guest]

[quote="Sugar"][color=indigo]Come on, why are people so down on God? People have done terrible things in the past [i]in the name of God[/i], but that doesn't make God bad--it makes [i]them[/i] stupid.

So we can't prove the existence of God. We can't prove his non-existence either. :wink: One would have to sweep all areas of space at all points in time in order to verify that God does not exist, has never existed, or will never exist.

And who, [i]or what[/i], is God anyway? Definitions vary from an old white male in a white robe, to the universe as a whole, to a wave of conscious energy. How can we completely disregard something if we can't even agree on what it is?

There's room for God in my concept of the universe. I don't think believing in him (or her, or it) makes me less intelligent or weak. If I reach the end of my days, and I discover that God does not exist, then the joke's on me....and I'll still have lived a rich and fulfilled life. :D [/color][/quote]


Because people have been mislead into believing in a false image.

[Guest]

Because people have been mislead into believing in a false image.

[mogadishu]

"...All this stuff is merely a couple of my "footprints in the sand of the cosmic-beach"...

Can I come visit?

Seriously, if it really is as vivid and brilliant as you say... do you meditate? There must be some kind of training you have to undertake.

[cosmicB]

"Can I come visit? Do you meditate? There must be some kind of training you have to undertake."

The extent of my "training" is covered in my collective posts on the Internet... It's all there to read...
"Can you visit?".. I don't permit humans to get that close.. sorry... Every time I've let a human into my space they've tried to harm me.. Every god-damned time!.. even the females I gave their cosmic sword to.. who instantly became prime successes in the American entertainment industry... I do Not trust humans anymore!.. all they do is hurt, kill, steal, and lie, and "piss on the roses"... They don't have the slightest grasp what "love" means... To most humans love means "a full stomach and satisfied senses", and a stupid gentle facade look on their faces, hiding the evil-potential in them, held inactive till they see a vulnerable moment, to strike, to "stab you in the back" like predators hunt... I find that humes want to take the golden-peaks, without preparing a solid base.. without learning the little-things that make the "bricks of their base"... It seems they feel they are all "god's", starting from the top, working their way down.. when they are essentially just apes, working their way up from once being quivering orange slime, after the moon struck the planet on the east edge of the jungle of what is now the Sahara ...

Before, and while I was studying humanity, in Toronto's schools of thought, I determined the bases and ceilings of every religion, every school of thought, every science... In one school of thought, a few of the male students wanted to learn how to do the "voodoo death-curse", which involves a lot more than just draining the opponent's essences through the heal... I taught them a little, and the next thing I knows is I'm being attacked by those students, in them trying to destroy me, in testing their new skills to kill, by attacking the teacher... I slapped them down so hard, and haven't taught males anything since... I find that males tend to have a hereditary crazy "fastest gun" trait fetish, in which they believe that everyone greater than them must be neutralized or exterminated, so they can pretend they are the best for a few minutes... god damned shitt-class males!..

I'll teach warrior-class females only!.. Human females respect wisdom and life.. human males Don't... Males dump all their unwanted data the moment it is proved useless to them... Generally they dump it violently upon the teacher, fighting the teacher all the way through the lessons... Males treat a teachers like they are a "toilet".. while females tend to go somewhere private, and silently privately dump their unwanted data, solo... Most females exhibit genuine love for the teacher and for life... Males seem to hate everything better than them... I will not teach males anymore!.. NEVER! Teaching males is like "walking up to a hornet's nest, and kicking it"... Males have no respect for anything but themselves.. is why there are so few good teachers...

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I don't meditate anymore... I created 110 meditations.. then condensed them into a 1.5 second focus, which gets me to the end result that doing those 110 meditations would get me, or you to... I burned them with the 75-thou pages of notes, after I realized that humanity would only hurt itself and all life with this sorcery-data... Can't be giving "live hand-grenades to schoolyard brats"... All humanity has showed me is that all they want to do is destroy.. is why you get no more new science.. And soon the planet will eradicate you all... "BWZZZZZT" You lose!..

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I had done a decades of dedicated work on documenting and modeling the first of these three new schools of thought I have in mind.. but on nearly every page there was something America could evolve into stuff that they would use to hurt life... It came down to "wake America up to some reality, or burn ll the notes and manuscripts... I did my all to wake America to love... All I got from it was my PC's being slammed, I got hard slammed at the border, and the occasional American hitter coming across the border to murder me... I had to burn it all... It hurt big-time to have-to destroy what humanity could have used to survive its extinction, but would have used it only to die faster, in its insane project to get to their fictitious "heaven" ASAP, in humanity's insane belief that death is better than life...
I doubt I'll ever understand you critters... You turn everything into hurt, destruction, and waste.. even your home planet.. your Only planet... Me wonders if it's the lead in the pipes destroying brain cells..? Or is it the unknowns in your filthy vaccinations disconnecting brain facets..? Or is it because of the microwaves from your toys, slowly baking your brains into useless "mashed tater soup"..? It's definitely the alcohol dessication of brain tissues.. and I know that a major part of your downfall is your religious conditioning preventing you'all from seeing truth.. and your democracy, defending religion's criminal money-sucking fagot-scams... Humanity has gone insane, and there's nothing I can do to help you out of your precious insanity hells, but to try to make your inevitable impending early extinction a little comfortable for the innocent...
There's nothing here for me but your crazy hell on earth, which you've built from the materials in dismantling the heaven on earth you were given... Humanity is going byebye by its own hand...
Have a nice extinction humes... That's all you've got left of life...You'll see...
One-second into death is Not the time to commence 20-years lessons in determining how the afterlife works, and how to work it... All you've got is your imaginary god... "PhtttH! HaH! LOL!.."
crazy humons!..


I almost can't believe it.. My PC didn't get crashed while I keyed this note, like it has so many times over the past couple years, every time I created a post like this one... But just in case, I saved the post every minute... Maybe this router and sunbelt fw really is working to keep the assholes out... I'm gonna purchase the full Sunbelt PC security software... But where in this hell am I gonna get the 80-bucks?.. Trying to live on a $189/month pension is no fun... I gotta shovel fuking snow to make gas money, in this fukshit world.. when I am the greatest scientist ever lived... You mindless asshole monkeys treat your greats like you treat shitt... Fuk You!

[Guest]

Cosmicb take a chill pill and relax man.

[Tufts]

Question to all religious dudes: have you ever prayed for someone? For instance, if a family member got cancer or a friend was very ill in hospital.

If so, why did you do it? Does God not already know that a person needs help? Does God not already know what action he is going to take (or not take)? Does praying change gods mind? If people can change gods mind for him, he's not really all powerful, now is he?

In my opinion, people pray to make themselves feel better. It's not doing anything for the dude with the problem. It’s merely for the peace of mind of the prayer.

If one wishes to invest their energy into helping someone, it would be more productive to do something to physically help rather than praying.

[cosmicB]

Cosmicb take a chill pill and relax man.

This is me "relaxed"...
Would you like a little explosive-fire, for comparison purposes..?