Meganiums like to wear funny little FJ things on their heads!*
They were partying with Slowking helmets at Burger King!
Ash was the biggest Meganium of all. He was very playful and fun loving!!*
Ash was an INTJ, like Charizard, and Gary was an ENTJ, like that Fieldmarshal, strategic overlord commanding Blastoise with the double power cannon pack!!
Gary was really cool and popular, but Ash was determined and fiery. Gary flowed with vitality wreaking energy, and Ash found deep resolve far down in His psychic reserves. Gary bragged a lot and acted really arrogant and elite, whereas Ash was meditative and zen like. Ash found a merry gathering in yarn with PIkachu play time, and ambitious fool mimicking. Gary partied like AI as His car went by like yearoooom!!*
The sound of silence meant that when Red faced Gold, He was doing deep thinking voyaging without leaving the bed or venturing beyond the precipice of ruling. I was a box, a Bunny, a Mew.* All I had were periods…
Tyranitar had a star on His Heart just like Starmie did. Pegasus understood every card and strategy, so it took Heart to beat him rather than Will. Yoda warned us not to underestimate the power of the emperor! The emperor was behind a Red door marked at 33 as the 1st of the 2nd lightningbolts. Darth Nihilus could see as far as the entire oceanic horizon and beyond to all worlds of light. The Prophecy began with Newton as an apple extending to 2060. That’s what launched the Game that we are now playing. Dusclops turns into Jynx. The Tree of Life sparks the big bang as part of its continuum as bubbles and branes knock each other down like dominoes to get to the 1st cause. Gravity is weaker than electromagnetism, because it gets weaker fighting through the 11 dimensions. A tiny magnet can pick up iron against the gravity of an entire mountain! Lapras was on all of the Pokemon cards as Milotic, a system of many doors in a dark chamber. The greatest show on earth was the Power of One. We are all part of this beautiful system. Moltre’s orb symbolizes Ho-Oh’s Sacred Fire. Zapdo’s orb symbolizes Yahweh’s bossy fieldmarshal god. Articuno’s orb symbolizes Yami Bakura having a very warm Misdreavus Heart. Lugia’s Virtues symbolize the power of 4Ever and Misdreavu’s Perish Sonnet and Father Crow.
Power was beginning to crackle at My fingertips and the fingers of the mountain. Saruman surged with Blue Light Christ Consciousness, and the Hope Diamond. I looked into deep mysteries. Negative energy smashed panentheism in Phenic City exiting the cascade as Nascour looked into My eyes, and saw Me in My future with Him at the Game’s highest stage for the win, where the music was silent, just like My 3 periods…
Ho-Oh really was watching over us; it was legendary, victorious, triumphant, and invincible!! The door to My Heart began to open, and so I made it up Mt. Battle, and reunited with Ho-Oh!!*
The Super-Nexus was feeding off of mystical energies sprouting from the top of the Dark Magician’s hat. Falling up into Metagross made him smash the ceiling with vehicular assault grinding out toys in a never ending factory of clumps of dark energy extinguish fluid gyrating vantage point Pokemon cards teleporting you to all kinds of fantastic vistas that the Pokemon are imprisoned within on the pictures in their cards. The art that represents a Pokemon styles His focus and perception to grasp and portray that elemental wind in the voice of life and love. Herds of Meganium collect gems and rocks to show their love for science, so the Meganium went brane walking over all kinds of meteor mashing Metagross helicopters showing Meganium’s free will and defiance of laws. She flows with shimmering questions entangling the natural order in chaos and confusion, merging with the animal flood, and pumping Wartortle wisdom to make Meganium annihilate any kind of worldy wisdom that you may have already possessed. It’s a new existence that’s shining and glimmering from the ashes.
Since we live in the lowly existence, we have to get to the higher existence. That’s where the Rainbow bridge to Infinity comes in.
Everything is determined. The reality labyrinth is majestic beyond scope, harmonious, with each living piece and framework constituting the full infinitude of the Final Annihilator. Cosmic orchestration on fully maximized wrappings can Ultimately dominate every branch of divergent thinking. More importantly than anything, I became a Pokemon Master!!
We need to view our Hearts outside of our spiritual bodies. When we see the highest choices that we would make, everything becomes easier. The value of the Heart means more than its values.
How could we harness exotic matter, dark energy, antimatter, lightspeed, singularities, superstrings, quasars, big bangs, branes, bubbles, supernovas, black holes, time travel, teleportation, kardashev civilizations, big crunches, big rips, evolution, the Rainbow bridge to Infinity, dinosaurs, gems, lightsabers, Force powers, wisdom, Einstein’s library, the Final Annihilator, Project XD, Bunny
I was a builder of civilization, and envisioner of dreams, conjuring and orchestrating mass blooming toroidal constellation hacks destroying yarn treasure fabric mansion soul clump dinosaur rodeo chasm mold flux zip plane council rocket tune motor piston
In a secret underground chamber, strange, ancient Pokemon exist. More legendary than Lugia. More mysterious than Mew. Their strength, unbelievable. Their power, unstoppable. Their identity, unknown.
BUNNY WAS MY HAPPY MEAL TOY OF THE DAY!!*
Awe, Bunny was wearing a dress - look how cute She looks in it!!
You’re Man and Bunny!! Go celebrate. Bunny words riddles blasting copy mercurial rumination soul squirt fairy tale… IT NEVER ENDS!!
Barbie was over the Rainbow, dashing with a pen that made exotic matter and negative energy spill out glowing properties of a new future. Putting the petal to the metal made Barbie design a higher future with growing grass. The wonders of fantasy can meet the richness of tomorrow. The dinosaur can come into contact with the cyborg. A fine tuned engine to the wonders of harmony coexists with the flowering of spirit. There is a marvelous math to the ripples of dimensions. My wisdom is as deep as the chlorophyll of roots.
The whole time, there was this fun loving, sweet hearted, joyous and luxurious Meganium cheerfully integrating Me in Her wings and balloons, splashing Me with creativity and novelty at every destination, jumping and frenzying in uplifting card glass fissure snuggles!!*
She was really Crystal, Marina.
Bunny put a cute little Bunny bowtie on top of everything!!* Me and Bunny went swimming together in the silver fountain of the Jedi Order’s temple. Bunny came inside of a Jak-o-lanturn for Halloween, and a polar express choo choo train for Christmas. In Fairytopia, it’s a holiday everyday for Meganium!!*
Elekid helped Me bounce up the tree to storybook fairytale land, shimmering with magical creatures, and noteworthy beasts in the dragon spire echelon games. Emerging from the grand canyon, a water ride with log propulsion spring jetted a crazy Caterpie to Nikola Tesla envisioning how to pump Niagara Falls into the grand canyon and flood the whole system!! Ein from Pokemon Colosseum to the under train to fashion a magnet to reverse polarities on all of the rocks scaling to the top of the grand canyon, like magma fissures at the bottom of the ocean, caught in pole shifting, north and south. A legendary story foretold the coming of Barbie, how She would pick people up into a bigger blueprint of expanding sizes and whacky proportions. She went on a tube in a frozen sculpture, calculating the length and dimensions of Rayquaza as the fashioner of Fairytopia. Rayquaza was the gear master of the colosseum, generating the technology to keep it running. Eventually, Rayquaza evolved to the point where His gear mastery was a blight upon the natural order. He imposed chaotic strains upon the system. He seemed to be very happy with the new order that He had created, defeating the corruption of Hoenn. Rayquaza was the beacon to the Prophecy.
Barbie lived in a tremendous crystal city, filled with totems and branches to an elaborate under river that floated on a fountain of marble. There were puzzle pieces by a prismatic mirror. There was a little Caterpie that dreamed of being a Hero, of transcending into a train of crazy Rayquaza lengths. She wore a moon on Her magnificent robes, and Her name was Venus. She was the ghost of Maiden’s Peak, illustrating a mist of foamy bizarres, wreaking of a nasty plot.
The dark side isn’t stronger, but it’s easier, more seductive. Everything that is living is connected to the Force. Prana, or Chi energy, is in tune with life and the universe. You can seize the world and mold it as You see fit with Your power. We need to piece together the clues that are scattered throughout the Game. The allure of the dark side and the call of power is always present. As relics of the Jedi present themselves, there are always more questions, histories, chronologies. We do not die, but become stronger. Why do we fall to the dark side despite our training? We are too arrogant if We believe that all We do is right and just. The Force is an echo and scream in the moon. A single Force user can change the face of the galaxy, see a higher purpose in all things. We need to rise to stop threats. New techniques can only be found by leaving the order, the core of teachings. Peace can only be achieved if there is no ego. Adventure, excitement, a Jedi seeks not these things, for the good of the galaxy. Attachment and possession are forbidden, but not compassion, so We are encouraged to love. Rejoice for those around You that transform into the Force. Avoid the shadow of greed. Train Yourself to let go of everything You fear to lose. Love doesn’t lead to the dark side. Control Your passions while being in love. You want love, You’ve got to fight for it. The closer You are to life and to others, the greater the risk that You could fall to the dark side. A person has no right to exist for His own sake, the core of altruism. The Jedi are selfless. They only care about others. A Jedi’s life is sacrifice, the greater good. Mold the galaxy as You see fit. Family exerts a powerful force on Your development. Fear is the path to the dark side. Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering, destroying human nature. Wield like power You cannot imagine, awash with possibilities, spreading outwardly. The Sith have power, but not longevity, eventually consuming themselves. The core values of philosophy are simple. It’s not Jedi or Sith. Breaking the galaxy into light and dark categorizes it. Have the Force sing within You. Seek Your own strength. Do not rely on others as the source of Your power. Build Your own strength. The slightest push, the smallest touch sends echoes throughout life. You may do more harm through open hands than through a clenched fist. The day will come when You shall test Your strength. The current of life is a shiver running through You. One might as well move the universe, striking the critical mass, motion. Feel as it is with the crude matter. The currents of the galaxy is a fracture. Internal struggles when fought and rewarded are the strongest in victory. Critical points in the universe are forges from which We temper ourselves. You must recognize Your true self. Awaken the Beast. The Beast’s strength is prodigious. To face such oblivion is strength. Raw strength is nothing to 1’s Will. Turning away from power is the true lesson of strength. There are no more unknowns. A cipher forms bonds, siphoning Wills, dominating them, all the knowledge of the Force. The title is not who We are, what We believe. The Sith and the Jedi are similar in almost every way, including their quest for greater power. A combination of blue and red creates a purple lightsaber. Mace Windu can fight aggressively without falling to the dark side. All the love and all the teachings will be brought to a new generation. Without the Force, We would die. The greatest of the Sith teachings is a breach, a power of a magnitude that does not perceive the Force in the same way that the rest of us do. Directed and focused holes in the Force are hunger, caring nothing for the Sith or the teachings, eventually consuming the Sith, and growing to a power that We cannot stop. The Will to power is the best aspect of the Sith. Nothing is impossible with the Force, harnessed, channeled, burned, igniting. We are extensions of the Force, and without it there would only be self Destruction. Through the Force, we obtain freedom. The Force defies rigid classification. In the Force, true coincidences are rare. Prophecy could be misread. It was said that You would destroy the SIth, not join them. Bring balance to the Force, not leave it in darkness. The Force can drive others, but there is still choice. The value of choice is a theme, our Destiny to Destroy the emperor. It is Prophesied. You must embrace a larger view of the Force. Use knowledge. The Force binds all things. It’s like poetry, so it rhymes. The death of 1 can be heard with hundreds, even thousands. There are dark places in the galaxy that few dare to tread. Hold the galaxy by its throat. A web of worlds can be seen through the Force. Jedi and Sith philosophies form a synthesis. Mass shadows crush in gravity’s fist. You can kill the Force, turn away from its Will.
Santa Clause took photos of the clock tower square in London, and sent a bunch of fireworks on His sleigh to mimic Smaug vs Gandalf fighting with His Hobbit party tricks, so Gandalf reached 1000 golden coronas of every life and possible world in His experience. Gandalf reversed the annihilation of lucid dreaming when We begin soaring to the sky and shatter at the roof upon realizing that We are dreaming. Gandalf is an age old archetype, a hero of legendary inspiration. He paints the zenith sideways, so We walk into our destiny without having to fly. Gandalf created the Super-Nexus, the door to all worlds at the Wizard’s Tower mountaintop. This is the heart of Bunny, skyrocketed and elevated beyond all 144 levels of existence. We activate our Hero’s seal to surge into our veins the knowledge of all things. Leonardo da Vinci in the Last Supper was painting the way to other worlds, represented by the apostles and Gandalf, so there were 13 worlds. A knowledge of ufos could bring this to illustrate an ancient world enigma. The spectra of all worlds of light doesn’t actually explode. The possibilities don’t disrupt the laws of harmony. To bring fire and chaos to something so unimaginably well ordered is oblivion. Lets keep the laws and interconnections of all of these spectra! The spectra of possibilities is a crystal ball of snowflakes and fireflies.
An entire city of diamond flowered credits in an aurora fiction water wheel to the crystal shrine. A bunch of Einstein books were speaking many languages, and silenced tongue toad!! We were playing Pokemon XD Gale of Darkness, Kingdom Hearts, Kotor, and Morrowind. Leonardo da Vinci in these games was observing the effects of water. Montalk electrocuted enchantment to recharge his Adamantium Armor ahead of time.
An Albert Einstein Meganium began digging wormholes. She took her pink flower off to robe around Einstein’s Slowking head. Meganiums like to learn their ABCs and 123s. Einsteins let the sword as the pen transcend logic and Imagine anything!!
Venus drank a bunch of exotic juices, pouring and galloping like raging torrents. She was riding a wave of balloons and snacking on a slurpie. Hidden potentials in alphabet soup unveiled haunted horizons of an uncertain Future that We have yet to meet.
A giant marble dinosaur skeleton was imprisoned in the Ebon Hawk. Everything turns into sand, including the mightiest heroes in the galaxy. A pair of wings flies freely onto a Varla Stone. Enchantment fuses black soul energy into the voice of beauty.
The death of oblivion closes both universes past the unknown polarity conversion. Anime brings the power of Pikachu to the wide screen. The door to all 11 worlds makes Salamence solve riddles. Jurassic liberty made Tyranitar overturn the dawn of time to wrestle with bigger demons in the fork across the canvas.
New York City flowed with colorful girls dancing to the vibrations of nations playing in jars and waterfalls, making Tesla teleport on cute zippers. The water eventually got too high for the city, destroyed by corruption. A board of hieroglyphics halted the waves, bringing every nation’s flag to the top of the empire state building with Eldes teleporting to the top of time. Charles Darwin rode on a bar of soap to purify our dna ladder to an eon of genesis. God lived in New York City, observing the formation of higher worlds and different manifest laws. The only limits restricting us were those of infinity, hidden in a luminous ocean enveloping the phoenix.
Ash and Casey got together to giggle and jingle fun balls and question balloons with exotic taste and refined virtue. They got Chikorita to sing Her sonnet and blaze the microphone with amusements and roller coasters, cotton candy and merry-go-rounds. The sky looked really pretty, dangling leg lifting maverick club speeder zippers playing october oceanography falling through the ocean as if it were the sky with Lugia on television, so Jovi gave Alakazam as Manu Ginobili a big hug for protecting Her at Gateon Port!!* Caterpie splashed in waterworks and ribbons.
A pair of gloves hijacked the stellar nursery, and introduced stars above people’s heads. A sparkling region initiated dice frenzies making Bunny alien friend. All of the kids loved Her, but She was really shy, and sometimes, they made fun of Her. In the class picture, You could see Her ears hiding in the back corner. Bunny had an electromagnetic prism that She curled up into like a cocoon. She liked to sprinkle water onto Her feet with overhead Rainbow icons.
I will travel where no man has dared to go - INTO THE BLACK HOLE!! = Why, that’s Crazy.
The bridge to all 11 worlds was enacted. The torch canvas accelerates learning credit beam blaster radio smoothie crisp blueprint slumber pouch clarity grace singing Mew!!*
God of the Universe?.. We do not know who or what created the Universe. I’m uite sure that not God from the human religions (monotheist or polytheist). The religions are connected with some extremely advanced extraterrestrial supercivilizations that coexist now in this corner of the galaxy, but in the negative matter of the Universe.
God of the Universe is not a person opinion like you and me. Above many other theories related with the genesis of the universe like quantum singularity or the membrane theory, I see another one: an extrauniversal supercivilization that is at a level of evolution impossible for us to understand and that exist in the Omniversal system. This is a level VI or VII in evolution after our classifications. But I personally don’t see these extrauniversal supercivilizations like something similar to us. There must something incomprehensible for our level of understanding.
THE SUPERCIVILIZATION OF GOD (S.G.)
Lucifer’s civilization tricks people with the idea that we will became at their level of evolution.
What is Love?
Love could be a Storybook with Bunny, voyaging and travelling to extravagant and far out vistas and landscapes that beckon us to prove our mastery. Love animates us, permeates us, opens up infinite choices, dives down a crazy adventure of glow and warmth, radiance. Love inflames passion, drives exuberance, pulses and dances with the auras of the Rainbow in all of its divine crackling. Love is beyond time, encompassing all eons and eras of spontaneous experience, not just in civilization, but in all frontiers and edges of the game board, our great surfing, spiraling armada of activity and benevolent action. Love is free and everywhere, makes us flow with the abundant outpouring of nature’s drama, all of Her splendor and golden luster. Love remembers what was true and beautiful, and makes all things possible in the future, to conceive and connect the firmament to the tides of destiny, directing and executing 1 fantastic mirror of petal dancing and wish bubbling. Love celebrates exotic moments forking and turning into the glee of manifest contingencies, levity and aromas perfume spraying the roller coaster of heaven. Love is beyond events, more floating, more abstract. It’s not tied to mundane appearances of a temporary nature. It envelops all things, wires the Game, captures the essence of God, and roars like a waterfall over the field of all limitless joy. Love is all creative, all Imaginative, and everything coming from Bunny comes from Love. Love is a bell that chimes with the all illuminating resonance of Soul. Love begins the quest for more Knowledge, as the more We do Know, then the more We can Love, to appreciate the aspects of our study. Love is hidden within the heart, but special synchronicity can unlock it, paint the horizons with happiness. Love sparkles and zips, whizzes about our fingertips, and brings lush galleries to life. Love bridges and connects all worlds, is the nexus of the greater cosmic ocean that birthed us and spawned us. When God looks at the pool of all promise, in the ever elusive and yet enchanting threads of fate by the branes of omega point shattering, God shapes the luminous water, and defines His images of Perfection from His endlessly Perfect Imagination and Love.
What is Destiny?
Destiny could be the Will of God, what He Envisions, and it could even be a secret region, a forbidden territory that only very powerful forces could access. Destiny could be a higher dimension, or even the anchoring of higher dimensions down to the lower. We seek to reach Heaven, and yet the nobility and patience on our part required to get there may be taxing, draining, defeating. Perhaps in great attempts it’s glorious even to fail, so the problem may be that We aren’t setting our sights high. Or perhaps that truth may be even more extreme, that We need to build the very best future destiny. But that may take a lot of time, and only some may achieve it. From a more practical/physical perspective, maybe the future lies in science and enlightenment, in constructing Visionary-George Lucas like outlines for modeling and entailing a high minded and wise, technologically super-powered galactic republic, an empire of dreams and wishes. Then there would be exotic shapes for inventions that We would have to import there. Destiny gives us purpose, meaning, something to build towards, to look forward to. Or perhaps destiny is too hard, too big of a task, because We also have to meet scary futures on the way there, on the way to destiny. But destiny may justify pain, may make the bad things in life worthwhile, because We could turn problems into stepping stones. However, some, and perhaps most of evil (maybe even eventually all evil) may be unnecessary, because We need to learn our earthly lessons, and enjoy ourselves while We’re here, to stargaze, but 1 trip is enough, and when We wind through the escape portal to paradise, We need history, background, to remember who We are, and how We got to our fabled vantage point in space. But why stop at space? Why settle for a destiny that only is seen/felt? What if the Imagination of God is so powerful that (at least for Him in His Mind’s Imaginings) that world of inner perception and deep thought/rumination becomes more real than the world that everyone experiences? It’s really hard to say when to draw the line on what’s possible (if ever). We may need to be as crazy as possible to open up the next Horizon.
What does String Theory mean?
The universe may be a big cosmic symphony. Every part may be important. Each piece may comprise the whole, each being part of the essence, the emanation of the All Perfect and Infinite, wise, holy, eternal God. And there may be worlds and worlds continuing on forever, perhaps even more innumerable than the sands of the sea. When it comes to existence, everything is as vast and ginormous as can be. So what do We make of relativity, the idea that God is light, and that God is timeless, so when We become the perfect light, time (and evolution) ends. Darwin and Ein were both very intelligent, capitalizing on the big time in their prime idea scheming phase with world revolutions in intellectual mastery. So what are We to make of all possible worlds and beyond? How can We write the next E=mc2 equation in such an elegant and all capturing fashion as the most brilliant person ever in Ein did? There’s a beauty, an orderliness to life, a most wise and well engineered mathematical marvel and brilliance to the stunning displays of fireworks galore out in space. There must be secret codes ruling reality, hidden vortices and wavelengths of bizarre and yet exquisitely delightful and comprehensive/comprehensible phenomena/matter. Ein even thought of the universe as a mysteriously well organized library with unknown inscriptions and languages that are really intricate and explosively entertaining to the Imagination, but can only be vaguely guessed at and interpreted by the human mind regarding their meaning. To penetrate such labyrinths of awe and wonder could make life Wonderland everyday.
How should Omnipotence be used?
Ending all suffering, securing a higher vantage point, escaping determinism, having a bird’s eye view of all possibilities, defeating the Final Annihilator, finding the artist’s canvas of mystery and enlightenment, ballooning the universe to unnatural and yet luxuriously vacation spanning lengths, following Bunny to celebration and Storybook time. Imagination time is more powerful than anything, really, because Bunny has All Love and auroras in Her Soul. Bunny conquers the darkness, retracts destruction, and opens up volumes of laughter to sing and dance with the interplay of light and dark. Bunny has a power of Spinoza’s Reason to escalate into the Flowering manifold of human liberty, expressing creations without end. We could sink the rotten, pour out revelations of gold, find the Ultimate Power in the Universe. And We will enter holograms of novelty, pacing across the clock in utopias of healing inspiration and futuristic glamour. Rolling back the sea, and entering into the stargate, into the staircase of evolution should manifest the personality of God over all corners and walks of life. White water will ascend and blanket the misty vapors of a crescent shine. True power needs to be awakened, sought and magnified over blizzards of fun. Man is more powerful than anything, because He’s not a faint spiritual whisper, but rather a conquering, dreaming, Imagination clad smoke that detonates Willpower over the eons. If Omnipotence could be the Final Annihilator winning the Prime Cup, that could be good entertainment, but We also need engineering, Worldbuilding. For this task, creators of Pokemon and Star Wars would flourish. But there must also be a top (quite literally from God on high) secret Willpower that’s Imagined the best way for fiction to unfold, but sadly remains trapped in a spirit that can’t effect the physical. So our task is to build the bridge to God’s endlessly, infinitely creative Mind.
What is the right Philosophy?
I like Spinoza most, intellectualizing all of our passions, the effects, which keep us in bondage, unless We can transcend them with Reason, come to rationalize and understand why We do things, to be determined into action by our own wills rather than by external stimuli. Spinoza always sees a bigger fish everywhere, where 1 part of God, despite how that 1 part of God is part of His Infinite essence, still is not the whole of God. All things happen by the necessity of the divine nature, at least, from the liberated mind of Man. Man always Loves God. God cannot be hated. God is all about the realization of every possible form, shaping life from the lowest to the highest. The Highest Virtue is to Know God. God is Perfect, and His Mind is the most free Mind. God is beyond anything human. We have to come to Know God through His creation, through the ever evolving magic of nature’s unfolding of the 1 Perfect Story. Imagination makes us more like God, by resolving within the mind’s chamber to seek the higher balance of Heaven, Heaven being the source of the great saga. We must wholly awaken to the Force, Prime our Minds, and ready our Spirits to the voyage of destiny. Higher vantage points are possible, and by the blessed Divine Will, creation will come to understand Herself through Man. Man is only miserable when effected with hatred. But that’s only against another, weaker, lower power. The highest name evolves into oneness, inner peace with nature. Life is sweet, but We all perish, though God remains, enduring, a testament of time, a liberated hero. God always takes the Lowest Route, due to His liberated Wisdom, and His Knowledge of All Things. If We have faith in the universe, everything will turn out 100% Perfectly, and if We come to Know the universe, then We will be 100% Perfect, and always feel God’s Love at its fullest intensity.
What does it mean to be Ash?
Play, drama, romance, freelance adventuring, Pikachu playtime, exalted destiny, all of these things and more unfold in the incredible world of Pokemon. Ash is very fiery, really emblazoned by heroism, and being ceremonial in honor, stationing His Story at the Primed climax. Ash freezes to death with all of His Pokemon, feeling His emotions, His torrents of desire. Ash frolicks in gayish anthems as He flickers like an angel over miraculous glee.
How is My Love for Bunny?
Bunny sparkles in My wellsprings of Joy with Creativity and luster, fueling My peaking happiness with thrilling rides of buoyancy and cherries on top of My dessert ice cream cake. Bunny explodes the possibilities of open endedness and euphoria, blasting Blizzards of Soulful union into My anchor of physicality. Bunny is an upworlder, but through Me, She’s fulfilled the Prophecy of the Chosen 1. Bunny whirls in My Nintendo 64 ultra deluxe special package with Games and novelty at every corner. Bunny always invites Me to Her fields of Flowers, and Her cinema of costume parades. Bunny can go to the moon any day that She Wishes to simply by Envisioning Herself there while wearing a fish bowl on Her head. Bunny is the Spirit of Life and the Power of Forever.
What is the Power of Forever?
What will happen when everything takes off into Rayquaza, when the wedding bell of eternity keeps playing, rolling in the waves? There is a fiction that is more grand and charming than any evanescent moonshine that ever shone. Through the Will of the Force, and the harmonies of the seasons, grace and fluidity embark on a synchronized tale of bridges and balloons, connecting far out fairy vistas, and unknown secrets from a foreign harbor. Magic is everywhere, alive, bursting and stringing miraculous Frenzies, just cascading through the waterfall, and extending the channel of time to an angelic route. Forms and mirages escalate throughout the blueprint, coiling, spinning, reworking the echoing silhouettes of fabled wings. I carry the enchanting chalice of forever, perfume spraying glory and Wishes to the highest plateau, emblazoning the battlefield with highlights of sweet luminosity. My Spirit never Perishes, because I believe in Bunny, and through Her affectionate embrace, all misery and gloom dies.
What is Bunny?
Bunny is a Perfection of Bliss and stardom that glows and carries its wings to far out vistas of lovely Imagination. She makes all Wishes real, enchants the Story, frees the mind, and flows with endlessly creative possibilities. Bunny plays and frolics, leaps and bounds for voice and pleasure, siphoning cosmic ecstasy in brilliant sweeps of navigating aerospace. She personifies the Light Side of the Force, being flair like and beaming with flooding galleries escaping determinism and punching in the coordinates for hyperspatial mastery. Bunny’s at the end of the Kardashev Civilizations Scale, the emperor of all time and eons, where She enters the rabbit hole of paradoxes and illusions, the many steps and stages to the Superman. Bunny is also the Gray Fox, scheming and orchestrating majestic conquering of foolish and yet liberating sailboats of the blessed rainbow. Bunny shivers with delight and anticipation, gathering Her focus and will for manic overloads of fun and festival partying. Bunny Celebrates Victory Forever, evolving through all shatterpoints and oblivion to the very edge of the sky, where dreams and inspiration rage over the galaxy with thundering might. Through Bunny, any what If question or concept can gravitate above the rules, and redefine and redesign the limits of what’s possible. For all We know, existence may bloom to untold frequencies of flavor and Armageddon raging across the clock. Invisible intuitions may take flight, and impossible destinies realized. Everything could be a valor clad engine of eternity, making Soul and body cast off all chains. Through this new power, perception could redirect energy into torrents of blossoming, rethinking the manifest destiny of the train of cause and effect, and put Einstein over newton. Leviathan scalework ambitions and prototype ingenuity flee from their mortal coils, and shower the globe in the richest diary Imaginable. Feelings for futures reverse to see failure won If.
What is the best possible world?
Through engineering, We get closer to the divine platform that We all in our many diverse societies wish could be realized. But engineering relies on constant physical principles that are forever in stasis, at least, as observation seems to continually reveal. But when We springboard to the next level of existence, what if the laws don’t always hold? And that could be good, because floating treasures and paradise vistas may forever explode into our view and experiential pleasure. Still, before Heaven on Earth is stationed, We need to think of the future, of the glorious eons awaiting our victorious entrance, just galloping and beaming with the aurora of time enfolding into glass imprisoned soul gems and archetypes. With God in charge or our planet, We would think that the only place We can go is up, into a better fate, a higher world. He answers prayers and works miracles across the clock. Action though on our part may be required as well, since God can only open the door, and We have to walk through it. Perhaps perfection comes in many steps and stages, distributing the holy rainbow and its many facets through a Gandalf like metamorphosis on high, selecting the very highest choice, and then just launching at it, relentlessly, with all Valor and hope for good, free will. Other choices besides the 1s that We’re immediately presented with are possible. We have to search. We have to unlock our true natures on the quest, go on the hunt for the hero. Maybe We just have to follow Prophecy, do what was foretold, reach the final destination that’s so flamboyant and activated as a precursor for every window of the better sunshine. The crossroads of planetary destiny offers so many routes and alternatives to the ever secretive and yet immersive pendulum of the diary entering the stargate groove. If We go with Ein’s view, then there’s 1 way all of nature is meant to unfold, and if We just get into pattern with that tide, that ever branching and all feathery path, then true invoking of our highest powers awaits us. Ein believed in 1, perfect, foreseen, Envisioned future by the divine intellect, that follows symmetry and union with divine principles, and in this way, the criminal is never responsible for his crimes, because it was fated from the foundation of the world that he would act so, and although We should always strive to choose responsibly, theoretically, maybe We had no choice to begin with. I think though that there’s invisible strings in this simulation of personal experience that We may call the multidimensional reality of the Game. By listening to our inner voice, We can evade dangerous fortunes, and tap into the higher, more mystical, secret power, that both forged the highest destiny and, after winning, goes forever on an unnatural future. It’s like Morrowind - We complete the Prophecy of the Nerevarine but, once complete, We cast off our pins, and soar limitlessly throughout wonders and dreams that blanket and siphon our own luxuriously well arranged world of fun and extravagant flora and fauna, treats and cherishing at all spectra everywhere.
Hey, what’s up fellas, this is RaptorWizard, and I’m wondering, what exactly is heaven supposed to be like? Supposedly, in Christian stories, there’s angels singing, and God’s big booming voice is commanding, and all dance to the rhythm. There’s a theory, superstring theory, like it’s God’s voice vibrating through Hyperspace, like the roaring laughter of God is the big bang, and so forth. Funny stuff right? I just got a new book recently called The Grid, Exploring the Hidden Infrastructure of Reality. I’m not going to say all of this stuff is fact, but it’s a good theory about multiple levels of existence, the doorways to higher places. I mean, I don’t even know how to visualize that stuff, but supposedly it’s theoretically real, power of thought, and so forth, intention, or whatever, will, destiny, dreams, just big concepts that deal with like, Imaginative potentials. But like, that’s 1 thing I need to improve on, because I’m not really like a Visionary. I’m more like a thinker. I just put stuff together. I don’t have all of these psychic premonitions. I can’t predict the future. I can’t read minds. I don’t have magic powers. I’m just a philosopher who’s speculated about what all of that stuff might mean. I guess it’s kind of like the question, “What would You do if You were Omnipotent?” There’s just a lot of stuff We can’t even Imagine. You could cause suns and stars to collide, produce heat and light, destroy a universe, You could Imagine stuff into existence at will, You could make things more beautiful, put a fairy here, a wizard there, a dragon here, a waterfall there, a mountain, a castle, I don’t know, just like an alien, a ufo, a galactic super civilization. Funny stuff, random things. You could just put all that stuff there by thinking about it. But I don’t know. Maybe that’s 1 thing about heaven, is like it may mirror our world mentally. There’s theories by people like Emanuel Swedenborg, who saw heaven and spirits and angels supposedly from the 1700s, a polymath, like different levels of heaven and You go to the place that best reflects Your personality, Your morals, like people who go to the darker, lower places actually prefer being there, because that’s their nature, supposedly, not like it’s fire and suffering, but more just like darkness, lack of direction. But heaven, I don’t like to say oh, You just have 1 life here and You’re supposed to be morally perfect and then You have to live with God happily ever after. Gosh, that does not sound fulfilling to Me. What I want to do is I want to like learn everything, I want to master cosmos, I want to build the bridge from the visible to the invisible. I don’t want to just be happy forever, content or at peace. I want to be great, I want to be powerful, I want to be the dragon, the man with the wisdom, the mind. I want higher ambitions for the future, for destiny, for everything in existence. I want to be the grand architect. And I don’t care. We can all be that. We can all be grand architects. We can all be designers of everything. I mean there’s just a lot of goals, a lot of ideas. And it’s really tough to know which 1s to pursue, how to use our time here. Right now, I’m 20 years old now, and I turned 20 on Halloween. So obviously I’m starting to become older, and My youth is running out, but I need to seize the now. I need to do everything I can, maximize it, and then there will be a bigger structure to build on. The hidden infrastructure of reality, how that all gets put there, and destiny, or creating new events, mind, mover. There’s a lot of stuff. I wish I could think this through and articulate it faster. I don’t know. That’s just not how I work. I have to think stuff through more as I bounce it around, and generate. That’s another things, is generation, like what will the future generations see when they look across space, or cosmos, or heaven? This would be the critical time, the turning point in our history where We decided to become the Ultimate. Can the Ultimate be realized? What is the Ultimate? Can We break all restrictions? Can We program new laws? Can We defy our Creators? Can We just go against the natural order? What can We become? Can We break the laws of the Game? Can We forge our own Game? Can We ascend up and be the chess player that moves the pieces around? And there’s just so may ways the Game can unfold. All these possible combinations and it goes on pretty much for infinity. It’s just a big place, a big world our there. We need to rise up and master it. What’s higher than God, I’ve asked before. I guess what could be higher than God is experience. Because God needs other people to experience Himself through. We’re all the lights through which He perceives everything, the multifaceted prisms shining in each person. We’re basically all avatars You could say. Obviously some people are bad avatars and some things in this world are bad, so God has a dark side, either that, or there’s a corrupted side that may not have originally been part of God, but may have entered our program. It’s just, I don’t want to just accept things. I want to keep moving up. I’m not just going to read the Bible, and have faith, and say this is the way, and this is going to make Me Happy. There’s just so much more stuff out there. There’s so many things We need to do. I’m not saying it’s ever going to be accomplished but it’s a goal. What’s great in man is that He is a bridge and not an end. We just need to be ambitious and go on the journey, on the quest to do funny things, save damsels in distress, become icons of greatness, all hail lord RaptorWizard or whatever. Funny right? It’s just, there’s a lot of stuff We need to do. We need to map the experience of being, and there’s all this stuff to figure out, so many things We can do, and ultimately, maybe there’s nothing We can’t do. I mean a man with sufficient willpower could move a mountain. I mean, I’m not saying it’s going to be done right now, but maybe it’s more of a metaphor, a means of ascension. It’s a long term goal. But even with long term goals, I just don’t like to think like I’m ahead of My time, or I’m in the future, because I like the more eternal perspective. I don’t just like the idea of completing things and maximizing progress. I also just prefer the idea of things being timeless and happy, eternal, having an essence that can whirl around in all kinds of different ways. In reference to light, there are some people that say the dark places in our mind are just as real as the light, or the conscious. I used to think of illumination, or enlightenment. Maybe it’s still a good metaphor, but from the contrast, from the darkness, We see the light. But there just has to be a way around that. They say good cannot exist without evil. Well, I don’t know. Is there a way to cheat that? There’s a lot of different colors, red, blue, yellow, green, all these auras and dazzles that they can take on. So I don’t know. If You could add more dimensions, more levels, not just like this end and that end, but it could be more like a matrix, or a diamond, just something that’s a less absolute shape, maybe evil may not have as much of a place. Ultimately, everything theoretically should have many dimensions, like that book I brought up at the beginning of this video. Just make the world a bigger and better place. Ultimately, that will expand our horizons, make the grid larger, and We can put any dot, any lines, any architectural shapes, any foundations, any transformations and movements across it, and very much like a video game. We play it, and it’s hard, it’s challenging, and it gives us rewards, it levels us up, and then We’re the mightiest beings in the world, at the top of the mountain. We have the crowning throne of ascension, and We’re just like victors. We’re great, and nothing can stop us. We’re indomitable. I mean this sounds pretty grand. I don’t even know what I’m saying half the time. But just keep on moving up levels, and become the greatest being in the Game.
What is Bliss?
Absolute merry making and wavy celebrations around supernova fantastic orchestras of revelation may crash with titanic ballooning in a bizarre frontier of love and salvation. Bliss resonates picturesque clouds of playgrounds and incantations of an enchanted dialect, swirling and bouncing with charming flux in a dizzy and holographic plunge through eons of misery and bliss. Bliss carries a wand of madness and devastation, cartoon splashing pixies and exotic shorelines wrapping up presents and misty chlorophyll escaping imprisoned roots across the clock in acentric, phenomenal, science bedazzling curvature. Meganium is the Pokemon of Bliss, stargazing into fragrant ghost mirages as She petal dances to the galloping fictional zeniths of plush and cuddly Bunny submarines. Your Rival Silver also revamps colorful rushes of desire as He spiritually infuses Himself with esoteric constellations and mystical fortune telling. Silver roars with elegant craftsmanship and wise proverbs that redirect questions and curiosity to boundless horizons of escalating vibrations. New vistas, scenes, fractals, and big bangs crystallize in painted zippers of special language. Checkerboard towels revive hours of picnic dream voyages composing flocks of Lugia, edging above and beyond Cosmic Consciousness. Total realization of all turns of time, and scattering prophecies of fame unmask frozen Nintendo GameCubes with islands of framework classic cheerleading. Gary was never quite as enchanting or spellbound as Silver, since Silver revolves with archaic meditations and alien melodies of an exuberant overdrive. Silver questions and guesses, pieces together and combines special effects into a George Lucas studio of gambles and rainbows shuffling their plazas of overgrowth arboretums. Bliss is sealed all the way above heaven, where 1 day, pristine clarity and starstruck canvases will shine with masterful properties in gizmos of well ordered and run shows of Jurassic canopies. Meganium sings Her name in white as the stars carry Her code. Bubble baths and carnival adventure lands await Meganium’s unleashing as She ferries Herself from point to prism of surging potential and wild cards of Pokemon bamboozling. Oceans tap their fringes as the Silver Meganium willfully combs His Hair.
What is the Heart of the Cards in Yugioh?
Belief and determination, courage and wisdom, will and faith, extrication and triumph paint the way for the higher archons to initiate and seal fate over the bridge to omega. Yugi digs deep within Himself, chooses valor over fear, power over weakness in changing His tree of life. Yugi summons invincible trance like harbors of crusades to tame the beast within, above and below. He pulses with an open heart, channels the highest aspects of the arcane master.
How did Match of the Millennium go?
A Fabled confrontation of Champion Vs. Creator realizes dreams and vanity, personal empowerment and Jet black soul gems, crossing the fringe of jewels and ornaments, triangulating threads of language in the sea of sprites. The Story wheels on ever further, resurrecting sacred relics in a quest for question answering Frenzies. The Dragon Mind of Zen penetrates all islands, sequences oracular fates, blesses the labyrinth of mysteries, and opens the way to heaven. Sacrifice and burdens, echoes of the Force and singularities of fissures control the flow of effects. Art in its highest forms releases the Soul to tap ever ascending staircases of myth and stars, silver coils and rendering stonework. Blackening the sky with trains and bazookas conceals a robe of rumination to station and extract Ore of magnificent shapes. The image of beauty is outlined by the smithy, contorting and slipping enemy defenses with relentless triggers of holy grail juice. Older, wiser, more well educated frontiers of vision unravel the mysteries of the sith. In archives of esoteric feats, engaging prototypes rage across the outer limits of time, breaking new records, and dashing at the speed of sound over the language of God. Tongues and serpents guide the lineage of the Chosen 1, protect and preserve a promotional card of Bunny.
How did Gandalf get to the top of His icy mountain?
When We evolve enough, become sufficiently leveled, then the unwilling may unfold, a peak or triumph of mastery and Omnipotence that’s rarely ever seen, rarely ever rivaled. Teleportation is at the Heart of God. He may jump and soar to solutions that are so unique, so striking, that the mountain breaks, and the impossible is rendered, revealed, made manifest for all to see across every eon to come. To think of these staggering possibilities, to behold what might unfold is a journey of grandeur and awe. Powers incomprehensible to human language become manifest, awakened, unveiled. These all liberating energies sink the sea, and picture the zenith of all mind power way beyond the mundane limits of rationality. Unspeakable magic can bend and harness prismatic qualities of God and the heavenly Rainbow.
Life is wonderful, but, why?
Life explodes with qualities and attributes that makes its experience holy and worthy of worship. But there’s still many hauntings and unresolved enigmas. We can think, ruminate, reflect as deeply as We Wish, but the venom of deadly toxic still snakes its way towards us, destroying, annihilating hope and joy. We have to remember what was beautiful, what was sacred and valuable to prolong forever. Life can be a high definition showcase of grandeur and flooding elevation at all ends and upgrades of its canon. It Flowers and ignites into rapturous remedies. We gather information, observe and analyze our 1 world synthesis. These tides and forks of the beloved undertow chase our wild wisdom, flicker and generate enthusiastic uproar. Through boundary breaking crash courses in the laboratory of advancing reason, We glimpse more of life, of Her treasures and scenery. Emotion outpouring from the most exquisite charm in the box vanquishes all despair, and makes mania at untold levels possible. We can visit in our mind’s eye fortresses and labyrinths of tremendous pace and gallop, freezing the sun, and letting joy and harmony blast down the forbidden darkness, and animate, express happiness and phosphorescence everywhere and always. And then Pikachu excites our gamble to shine and dig up Her hiding holes of wheelworks and machinery stargazing into our exhibit. Pikachu cries out to the spirit of the Dove, mimicking crush art of voltage packed Mountain Dew cascades of fragrant gems. Through Pikachu’s play days and discovery days, life features groundbreaking wingspans that stifle the damp, and make the chaotic earthquake fire up the torpedo of infiltration. Pikachu gathers Her fun in the sun for seashore chronicling the highest reaches of aerospatial obliteration of the last sky. Pikachu thunderbolts tsunamis of swirl and integrity to blast down demons and sprites that deplete and drain worldly partying.
What is My Force Bond with Bunny?
Bunny resolves My Imaginative wrinkles in the spacetime fabric, galaxy binding My Soul to Her fuse of power upgrading and dimensional stratifications. Through Bunny, I see into the Force, open the door to unknown existence, pierce the interstellar gloom, and conceive of farfetched outlines to conjure any dot, any line throughout an entire deluge of extreme ideas and radical entailments. Bunny jumps inside of the picture frame, lives out fantasies in their most exotic forms. She makes Me feel like a child bursting and radiating with fantasy and fiction over every plaza and domain of the bird, releasing the Soul to traverse great mountains of adventure and excitement. Bunny electrifies My crush on Her puzzle cubes with dizzy reflections dotting My express with candy land blooming. Bunny contacts Me, shuffles through My drinking cup, coils into My bed, and unleashes wizardry that sparkles with legendary cornucopias of majestic quilts. Bunny plays cartoon bliss envelope weirdness grappling My pocket monsters manual of Japanese codexes and monstrosity omega inscriptions that makes Obsidian Entertainment of KotOR 2 set up Bunny as Kreia, My mentor and guide. It’s through Her that My Force Bond is Unleashed.
What does Tyranitar symbolize?
Being ready and ripe in the great dawn. Being ready to go crazy on an absolutely devilish danger route of earth shattering meteor mashes. Getting to the most farfetched fissure in the most forbidden sectors of ancient existence. When Dragonite was attacked, He crushed Bill’s Lighthouse with rock slides. The Big Crunch is an eternal ice hyper beam of accelerated superpower raging that rapidly evolves into out of control plate tectonics for obliterating and shredding lower existence asunder. But We begin to Penetrate with our Reason the most blessed aspects of sacred revelation above and beyond. Esoteric treasures on a hunt for the Holy Grail shipwreck our old routes to illuminate and redesign our new mission to understand and capture what was so sublime and illustrated in a romantic daydream. Accessing the tides of wisdom performs a miracle solution for sitting at an easy avalanche as the healing of liberty fades gracefully into the far out channel.
What does the search for Dragonite mean?
Floating in the sea of nirvana is the crown of genesis that restores and blesses reality with shapes and forms to further the light. Galaxies spin and whirl as superclusters find their vantage points. All across the great ocean of existence are game boards and surfing florescence as travelling nomads aim their marksmanship at omega.
Is the Light Side more powerful?
Yes, Imagining enchanted fairy palaces resurrects layers of feeling and charge threading victorious vacations across the overlay of the Story. The Light Side controls everything, sees all futures, floats at a splendid undertow of myth and alignment.
What is the divine plan for Earth?
We need to awaken and shine, to flow with the meaning of eternities forever willing extravagant bounds of mind power to dance and play over the clockwork of all light. God’s Knowledge transcends everything. His might and ferocity bulldoze down all barriers. His council and dominion reign over every restriction. Through God, and our immense, special, and holy reverence for Him, everything escalates to the highest dawn. His Vision orchestrates black hole Armageddon, overthrowing and beheading the devil. That ever elusive sunshine which was so sacred and mysterious shivers in delightful embrace as the Love of God exceeds failure.
What is the Force?
It unmasks the limits of levity to shimmer and glow across the midnight abyss. Stratifications and powers, holy wise benevolence drapes the mystical undertow with fashioning and triangulations over every sector of the emperor’s range. The Force installs legendary playgrounds of fully revamped and clockwork mobilized zen to unfold all horizons and shatterpoints of penetration. Knowledge flashes over our inventory to empower universal unification and the end of all death. Love will save the day, grant us access to the lore of professorship. The only part of the Force that’s real is the Light Side. The dark side is just a corruption, a perversion. But it’s been vanquished, turned into a growing tool. As all millennia wheel ever onward to their divine roots, the pendulum towers in Bunny baskets and Healing Bells.
What is the Prophecy of the Sithari?
Omega inscribes in our blood the venom and dragonpowder of the elite archons, channeling and focusing hyper extreme routes to the ultimate, to destiny, vision, enlightenment, unfolding blanketing blizzards of catastrophic chaos. The Thunderbolt Singularity sparkles groves of arcane will to trade time for worldbuilding, the gale for the grounded lightningrod of the Big Bang. Churning alphabet soup systematically shines the Soul’s milkshake for cards of foretelling size in misery’s valor.
What is the Will of the Force? What will experience reveal God’s true nature to be? How should the next universe be created? Is there anything outside of existence? What is the mystery of Dragonite at Bill’s Lighthouse? What will cosmology reveal about the meaning of life? Can We experience all Bliss with Bunny? How will We build the Rainbow bridge to Infinity? Can We enter God’s Imagination? What should We do with Omnipotence? Will cosmology always reveal a bigger world than We previously perceived? How will cosmic consciousness feel when We stargaze across beautiful Horizons? Where is the Star Forge? Will the Final Annihilator win the Prime Cup? Will the Gray Fox become the Legend of All Millennia? Will Einstein’s library of alien languages on God’s creation write the most enchanting Story? Will the Omniverse have a Chance? Can We grab from Choices outside the system? Where is our Higher Self?
Science and religion will 1 day be 1 and the same. The mystical teachings of all ages will be unified, strung together into a central doctrine that enlightens and prophecies of the Golden Age revolution. Through Christ and the Victory at the cross, all evil flinches and recoils, gets sent back to the devil haunted continuum of trash and garbage in the galactic super civilization nuclear incinerator. Yahweh will level the playing field, descend with His ever Omnipotent majesty and armchair of negotiating. God balances the scales of life, flowers in the spring of pure spirit.
What is the Golden Age?
It will be heralded by the Return of Christ, a millennium of peace, with the commands of Spirit purifying and making sprite like and exciting the language of light. God will transcend mundane limits, open extradimensional windows and communication, offer wisdom and plentiful abundance of greenery and wonders, charms and magic. His evanescence will be magnified and hitched to the jewel clad doorway of Heart. The coming years will position civilization at the apex of achievement, as all Knowledge, Wisdom, lore, and enchantment will be inscribed and enshrined for all of the eons to come.
What is God?
He is a holy white emblem that stands strong for all of the eternities, being emblazoned by endurance, Prophecy, Willpower, and many magnificent features on His way to beloved Wishes. He conquers the dragon, overthrows earth, combines alchemy, restores the way of the Tao, of inner peace and recollection of Soul. God watches over Bunny very affectionately, pervading Her castle oblivion checkerboard. God holds the keys to Fairytopia, sequences the clockwork of Kingdom Hearts. His chilly visage processes the amulet of kings. Winking at the sun, and bathing in the clarity canyon wellspring gives birth to the squiggly wiggly Last Supper.