they call me….
The Circuit Breaker
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So… wedding ring analogy. The point at the top of the wedding ring can be anywhere on the wedding ring. The ring is like a line that has no end. It has to have every point. This means the alpha and omega point is at every point…and it is the ring.
It’s fractalicious… like the yin yang dao.
Achtung… boanerges. Sons of lightning.
Well.
There are lots of magical beings.
As old as I am, I use my magic to let everyone do what they want to do.
It’s a very subtle magic.
It means less work for me over the eons.
Since I actually have all your souls, I just let you do what you want.
The young ones are always trying to control people for the blatant ego.
The problem for them…
I’m using the old system.
I think in terms of trillions of years and more.
Souls get sold to the person abused. Then they can work it out together for eons
I’m not a micro manager. Life is much easier that way.
That’s why I was given my old job back when I was called back here.
Don’t get me wrong.
Hell exists. I’m not really interested in sending people there. But everyone else is.
I’ll let you fight amongst your selves, while paying attention.
I take no delight in hurting people.
The worst hells are the hells with no blood.
And if someone is seriously aggrieved, I’ll teach them how to do it.
Well, keep working that magic, old man. That way everyone can just blame themselves.
You’re so right that it’s the old system. And I don’t think there will ever be a new one.
Look at you taking credit for the way God already does stuff.
Don’t blink, Ecmandu. You’ll miss me making the next moment happen.
In partnership with God, of course, and everybody else making the moments happen.
You missed it! Pay attention!
I do blame &/or credit God for happy trails.
But I also blame you as an individual.
You definitely need to apologize.
You’re trying you best.
I like you for that.
On my watch…. It’s about consensus.
It’s like herding cats.
Interesting as well as my last post.
Everyone sent me to thousands of hell realms and even the deepest pit of hell.
It was all confusion on everyone’s part.
Now all they tell me is… “sorry to have bothered you”
Even god said that to me.
Everyone knows in the spirit world now that I’m a resurrected eternally dead being.
I don’t need you to apologize to me.
Now that I’m back in a mind and body again.
And had to adapt here.
All I did was make you think.
All of you actually sent me to hell.
I don’t need your apologies.
How long is this going to continue - forever?
Do you know the significance of your words?
Are you doing this on purpose?
What do you want the consensus to be?
Will it pivot your rainbow (the golden) rule?
I have no plan of us not having a true choice forever and ever.
I’ll probably live about 100 years here.
My 49 years is enough for a cosmic understanding of everything.
It’s not to be famous.
It’s to get the fuck out of here.
I can’t do it by myself, just like nobody can.
Todays memory overlap is better than last weeks memory overlap.
There’s only so much I can teach…
Most of it can’t be explained in human language. You literally have to live my life as a dream you wake up from and you remember that dream…
48 years or forever?
I’m giving you a good bargain.
Everyone.
That’s not a true bargain because nobody can actually do that.
Actually.
It’s part of the universe.
I specifically made the decision with my life to give everyone and every spirit the option to view my life without having to take the damage of possessing me.
They’d go to hell for that.
I planned my life very carefully.
I even gave myself one of the worst memories to entertain others and myself.
One thing I did not delete was cosmic consciousness
You can’t delete God — not even God can delete God. God can’t even …. what’s it called …. compose …. God.
Anyway.
Confession. AKA crazy talk.
I’ve had dreams that felt like someone else’s real memories (past, present, and/or future). I never compare notes. Because awkward.
But I never remember dreaming 48 years of one person’s memories.
Not all at once.
Like in 2005.
And it wasn’t just 1. And zero timestamps.
Like time confetti in a tornado. Quentin Tarantino would do something inappropriate in his something else we do not speak of.
You don’t control this. Get over it.
You say you cheated… your panic disorder makes everything else zen to you (if I recall correctly).
I cheated, too. After 2005/6 and 1995/6 and a bunch of other smaller times…
…everything else is amnesia. Oblivion.
It was helleaven. It’s all helleaven.
Press 1 for more crazy. Press 2 to exit.
We’re sorry. The 2 button is indefinitely disabled.
Your god sits on a throne.
That’s how I know your god is false.
That’s human psychology, no cosmic psychology.
Even the concept of god is bizarre.
God can’t be gif without support.
Gods come and goes:… like the wind like on earth
What in the helleaven are you even talking about right now? You need to proofread or something.
Oh yes. You never left word helleaven.
Ecmandu.
Jason.
It’s time.
It’s time for you to pull your third head out of your third ass.
Autocorrect messes with my messages.
I can barely see now.
I’m too stubborn to get glasses.
H is next to g.
If I accidentally hit h instead of g….
God becomes hod.
Things like that…
But I have answered your questions.
I’m sorry to have burst your bubble.
God doesn’t exist.
I’m the oldest amongst you on earth and beyond.
My specialization is all the structural stuff.
I’m not holding you back.
You’re all holding me back.
By holding me back. You’re holding yourselves back.
It took me 12 minutes to type that small message to make sure I hit each key.
And how much time does it take to pull your third head out of your third ass?