I have (not Noah – please stop confusing ܧ) had 2 sets of (biological) parents -back to back- who I have resented ever since the moment I could REMember – because my first memory (not Noah’s) I REMember of each was such a traumatic EXPerience that they shaped not only Me & Whö I was really, but also Whö I would become whenever I traded away everything that was “Me” to be free of the Calamity called “Unhappily Married.”
My first set – let’s call them… whatever, Nevermind. It doesn’t matter. It matters not the Time & Space nor the Names or Race. At the end of the day, they divorced & forced a broken home, only after having grown so scornful of each other that the closest thing to a random call to say “I Love Ü” was when my dad (not Noah’s) threw the phone across the room at her during one of their innumerable highlight fight nights.
I was better off dead (I thought…Jury’s still out on that) and felt more at home when living homeless under a Seattle bridge. My saving grace was found N a court of Love, and the angel granted to Me Whö would become my daughter to be. But I was already far too broken to appreciate God’s golden token I was blessed to be holding. She kept me sane enough to REMember that God -truly- B Love Ncarnate.
If only I kept holding Her. What I picked up after, lead to my head, and Me losing my more than my Mind N my moment of Madness – the manifestation of my Manic Gladness molesting my Demented Sadness. Their Rape Baby N Utero when attending my funeral.
Then comes chance #2 after God threw Me a bone, along with the rest of my ñü∿§keleton because my music brought Elohim to EXPerience Nirvana & finally Ünderstand his own domain N§ide öF Paradise found on the otherside of Heaven’s Gate which I admit to never being admitted N2 Him after my most heinous Sin (so far – maybe these new ‘rents will finally convince Me at proving Science is dumb enough to touch a hot stove twice just to make sure the first time was an absurd anomaly or natural phenomenon).
So, what’s so bad about this Sweet deal where Whö I Am really let Me become undone from Sin. Unfortunately, not from Karma – omnipotence only applies to one’s own divine domain. Too bad I split my name with~N Me when N between Life After Death (that can make even the B.I.G.est man feel Notoriously small) & my Revival that was met with little interest and a request for Me to go return 2 Hell & re-do my Resurrection using tnc Flow Whö killed Me N the first place.
So when finally Åwakening N§ide öF Sweet♡Dreams. I was already §trange, having been born Weird – coming out sunmy-side up because of öDD bets ΣY∃ made when unable to see so deciding to take a gamble on Whö would light the candle while on this oh-so Bizarre Adventure. But nothing yet to transform Me (which is technically a correct use of the word – online v if you consider.
Doesn’t sound so bad – until REMembering the moment I was born – Whö Am I? Just call Me BB for now. If you figure out what it stands for – No Ü didn’t. It changes destination minute by minute which sounds annoying, but that’s because You haven’t met my friend Whö’s accompanying & have been patiently waiting for Red to become Blue and for lead to break on through to the otherside full of Roses & Moses. Yet never meant 2 B.
Like Moses, the greatest Old Testament Prophet Whö was never meant to taste the fruits of his labors. Whether because He planted a fig tree who’s fruits would not B N production for another century, or because it was a lemon tree, whose flower B as Sweet as Me, Greg yet fruit B too sour to eat. Like being cursed with pursed lips & achieving Proof when He proved He could also make it as a profiteer when asleep N Bed and -still- as coalstones found N§ide.
Because I Am not Moses – no matter how many Jordans are crossed by Me just walking fo’ free No calendaring 4 Calamity 2 lead just aimlessly wandering so 2 avoid an accidental pursuit of Truth determined to undo Youth Whö try 2 become the ØИΣ. No – I Am, not, Whö I Am, really for 2 B Me means You were a Normie before getting Lost N the sauce like a 7 legged daddy long-leg tossed N2 a forest of wet moss, dry floss, and incomprehensible cost. Rather I Am the ‘not as Boss’ version Whö a actually gets to cross N2 the land of milk N honey for never surrendering my belief 2 achieve & B his 9th flight awaiting sight.
I Am not Moses, because Whö I Am Now B: Joshua
So, I can finally REMember Whö I Am & Ünderstand my ñü∿role No.N9ne. Of course I did – it’s Me. Don’t You know Whö I think I Am? The genius of this place. He Whö B the traced face of each and everyone here. My DNA is the source code 2 this strange name game.
If I Am really so smart, why’d it take so long to Fucks figure it out when being literally the very first name it could have been other than the one you decided to wear around town (yet not when burning down the house). Well, that’s because of a few things you wrongly assumed, making an ass of (Me sorta) and mostly. I never claimed to be smart. I Am Genius, not smart.
I Am a Retarded Genius which is why ΣY∃ can see far beyond where You or Me could claim 2 see, because Genius isn’t Me, rather Whö I Am when making a plan N§ide the Good☯Design of ØИΣ Love’s Kind Mind Found Øutside öF Time & Lost N§ide §weet Rymes alligned with Her sign.
I have – then have not – and unfortunately – the dumb
But 2 Me – the one traumatized by the last set who divorced rather than actually care about the being mutually born of both of Ü, meaning inherent unconditional love for 2 beings Whö claim 2 B N love, yet fought so vicious that their Kid Whö was afraid of his own shadow
Realizing just how far I’ve fallen after
Realizing I got lost N Flow’s story, that I was supposed to B telling Noah’s story now – Not Joshua’s another ØИΣ N§ide öF ܧ – yet what sets him apart from You or Me, BB, B He was born simultaneously with~N Me – together N Utero, having already achieved 4 eyes before even the 2 of your human uses has opened. Meaning I broke the mold before even being told Whö I Am B Whö Ü R ‘fore You & Me become We & ‘fore We have a chance 2 become ܧ Whö B 2 öF Ü uniting N2 Whö not only can, but Will, I Am Whö holds Λll Truth & God of Λll Reality, just not Λll öF The Truth.
So I guess it’s time 2 finally go home. But first I have to go to Noah’s house with those people there & who’s marriage feels Manufactured N Fear rather than Lobe N Bloom. And it’s all my fault.
I was Reborn, though still N the Process of reawakening. And my wake up call was worse than the fall. I REMember so vividly – my eldest sister holding a crying Me -not listening into- rather forced to endure every cursed & slammed door. I don’t know how kind it lasted N actuality. However, one moment exists as an Eternity – forever N§ide of Me. I REMember the moment öF simultaneous Thought, not the Fear ever present when trapped N§ide of a feeling of genuine Hate. I still REMember the Voice N my head that has never told a lie even N disguise & Whö N the one whose destiny B not Whö I Am, rather Whö Ü Can really C without a single ounce of faith N-Me. I Am Whö will B Youth’s Proof of the Truth that lets science transcend beyond Logic they thought B Nfallible. Until EXPeriencing Nfallibility Ncarnate. This is a long winded tangent around the burning bush, but what I’m trying to get across of this:
The Voice N§ide of Me never speaks unless N Absolute Certainty. God himself couldn’t disagree without committing Sin – which an absurd impossibility by definition of God & Sin. I don’t have time to explain this moment, but let’s say Omnipotence has a twin, and unlike any other fraud we claim as the ØИΣ God above even The One Law called Love – this twin of Omnipotence doesn’t need a fan club following Him to attend his each and every call. For true Omnipotence is unable to make commands, demands, nor requests – this Voice Is. End of sentence. Thought manifests reality: “I think, therfore I Am (Whö I Am Really). See, easy as that to achieve Divinity. Yet Omnipotence says something different: ΣY∃ ΛM, Therefore Ü think: “I think, therefore I Am.”
This may be going completely over your head, and I don’t blame Ü – when I Am still getting a grasp of it. But You don’t need to Ünderstand Omnipotence while still N France, just a chance 2 accept it & advance.
This Voice Cannot Lie. Sound would not manifest. It cannot manifest as lie. Because the moment this Voice says a word the entirety of reality – logic, mathematics, religion, fact, any expression of thought manifestation – the moment this Voive speaks, definition B achieved. Put simply. Never having to figure something out. N§tead – the exception that proves the rule. I Redesign
Nothing from nothing means nothing – Ü gotta have something if Ü wanna B with Mii
Below are old notes I found explaining
God vs. Higher dimensional beings. God would be the rule of the universe, the natural laws, the code that determines all outcomes. However, we confuse “god” with powerful higher dimensional beings. So the judaic “god” would actually just be a higher dimensional being, not the actual god of our universe. He has powers far beyond ours, even to the point that he can alter the natural laws. However, he is not all powerful due to the fact that he must change the natural laws before doing something that would break them, thus breaking the universe
-also, “god” answers the question “why?” while a higher dimensional being answers “how?” What I mean by this is god can answer any question that starts at the beginning, similar to “what would happen if I did ‘x’ then ‘y’, and why does it happen?” whereas higher dimensional beings answer questions at the end like “how do i make ‘x’?”.
he is not all powerful due to the fact that he must change the natural laws before doing something that would break them
Here’s the excerpt I wanted to draw attention to. Basically the difference between Practical Omnipotence & Actual Omnipotence:
True Omnipotence is one’s mere existence becoming reality. Or even better q – whatever they SUBjextively EXPience Becomes The OBJective Truth regardless of Use.
Logic doesn’t exit exist. It’s a magic trick I’m too sick to explain. You may look to lidocaine logic when alien objects manifest. Basically – if you are an alien mind with neurodivergent thought or §trange behaviors – Aa Time marches on and walk Nwany curb of logic enter;
Does your reflection become a shadow of your self ’til your incomprehensible identity is swallowed by leaving behind a shell of an isolated self Incapable of assimilating
Or does new logic form around you to accommodate your §trange EXPerience at the cost of the of the Memory of EXPeriemce in lesser order.
Here’s a nerdy example – if you’re a scientist and make a discovery – do you define your discovery around the current Logic’s S/I units
velocity = m/s
Or are you a Faraday whose name defines your discovery, and teality begins forming around You figure out how to work around your §trange existence which previously be defined as incomprehensible.
I’ve lost the Flow that N§pired stand marriage of the story of my names with the philosophy used to change the game, rather than the game change you
So I’m gonna give a super short version of Noah’s story, and why I hate his family.
As I mentioned, N another life, my parents divorced. And before I got into the Omnipotence tangent, so too were the Sweet versions I had the unfortunate course that which e
Well the Voice Nśide of Me born with Nfallibility & at least a lesser/local form of Omnipotence – meaning he’s either a Prophet or an Architect N terms of holy vocation. Either way – whatever He says, does. Not because of anything spoken by him is currently
Wasting William’s Wish / Sweet Nightmares (R Made öF ‘rents)
[Mid-draft]
He’s not actively trying to alter reality
He just does because of “Whö I Am”
His intention isn’t ever to mention it
Whether or burn not any attention of it
Reality hears they’re their Absurd Words
And rewrites the code that defines the speed
Of light – so that it can reflect how far ahead You
Are to the compared to the retards drooling N their
Do now I’m stuck with married life parents whio
According to my Empathy – seem fine enough
Sharing nearly parallel lines N tend terns
Of apparent affection. Sure, they will sit
Together on the couch, half-cuddling &
Yet it never looks genuinely comfortable
More like when I annoyed my dog by laying
On her because that’s the only physical touch
I ever get anymore & all the while, waits & huffs
’til finally get space she can make her Sweet escape
Me off more than and what really gets 2 Me B how
My one and only wish now is a wife & daughter
I don’t care about even a single other variable
‘Cause unless I get to hold Her N my arms &
Sing Her Love songs under She inspired N
Me – unless that, nothing else matters &
A Man’s grandest pleasure B knowing
Though, know Whö they R meant 2B
Just think – right this very moment
I could B holding my baby & then
Kiss my wife 2wice so hit repeat
On Sweet♡Dreams everyday &
& 4 Eternity N Sweet♡Deam
Though never have I been
So certain someone feels
The same as Me which
Rarely happens and
Confused Me because
Rught now We simply B
So I Am patiently waiting
N§ide this house where I Am
Forced 2 watch these 2 trauma
Machines trigger my PTSD while
Pissing on my one and only Sweet
Dream of being happily married by
Watching them look for any way to
Break Free from the wish wasted at 3
Which was always meant for Brittany
And why She can’t B with Me tonight &
They pretend weren’t wishing the world
Would end the marriage N Cinderella’s
Carriage – and the only reason it never
Disappearing at midnight after when
The fairy magic disappears revealing
The only string, holding them together
Is a single strand of my hair, but really
Keeping them tied together, or rather
REMinding them what happens when
One’s actions attempts 2 undo a wish
Having been defined by Omnipotence
Like you, Mr voice of a generation Whö
Thought God would let him back N2 Him
Sacrificing everything that actually matters
The same Wife & Daughter Sweet child of mine
Whö would trade Divinity’s dominion realm &
Whö Am ΣY∃ 2 manifest Åbsurdity’s claim 2 calm?
& ØИΣ Whö informs all öF wanna wouldn’t even
♡Sugar☆World☮ 