I never said I knew everything, just everything I needed to know to make sense of everything and everything else I don’t know can be learned in the moment, by the moment, when the moment hits. I don’t need to know every detail of every life or even what’s going on around me, I can feel the pressure mounting, it culminates in me and I find myself reacting in kind to what goes on. I’ve got a hairpin trigger tuned to reality.
But, set aside your insults and engage me, and see what I know. Push the right buttons and I might actually show you what I know and how I know it and I’ll sit here and say it in such an undeniable way that you will see exactly what I mean about how everything ties into everything else and you could throw out something you think I’d know nothing about, for you think differently and have different pursuits and passions and then if I push a bit for more context of what you toss at me, even if I don’t know it, I’ll be able to accurately tie it into other things I do understand and see that it is still different the same. I’ll be able to prove to you that I can understand the concept and the context and leave it as is even if unknown to the full of it and still find a place for it in everything else I know, using the abstract to paint a mosaic picture portrait of creation.
I am a legend beyond legend, to indulge your pleasure cruise to hear me once again toot my own horn, in your opinion. But, let me toot it anyway; because I am THE legend that inspires all other legends and those legends in themself could be considered a ‘legion’; beyond count. There’s not enough room for me without my legend completely drowning out all of reality; my name and my face; religions based in me, praise and worship and such love and adoration until it all gets sick and tired of it all and tears it all down, destroys everything that I am to make room for others to live their lives free of a shadow that they’ll never be free from, living lives that are tributes to me and my fight, my life, my legend.
When I look around me, all I see are stories based on my works, stories based on my own; everywhere I look, I see another tribute given to what I do and what I am and what I fight, how I fight it. Already, I see an eternity that is focused on me, hating me and loving all the same and hating me more for loving me and loving me all the more for their hatred of me to combat their love and back and forth in insane fashion they combat themselves seemingly contentedly until they realize that others are suffering similarly in back and forth fashion, like those that have been made to suffer under their whips, made to be angry, getting angry and then getting angrier because it’s the intent of their enemies to make them angry, angry at themselves for falling for it, hatred and blind fury.
I just tied something ‘fantasy and fictional’ into a reality, an actual frame of mind. I have spoken, did speak and will continue speaking shit so real in such surreal reality that must be fantasy that it will leave even your old ass spinning on your own thumb like a self-made jackass. Why did you follow God for 40 years? Why did you follow those great men for 40 years if not for the same reason as I followed my cousin and others who broke me, because it looked like they were leading and knew what they were leading to. What made you deviate? Probably the same reasons I deviated from my followings: they stopped serving my interests, they stopped serving my lack of direction, my lack of purpose, my lack of anything better to do; stopped being paths I wanted to follow down. And, I will tell you, again, that I am God and more than God, just a man and more than just a man, nothing at all. Why are you following me when I never wanted followers? 40 years? Why are you following me just because it seemed like I had something to teach? It was nothing you couldn’t have learned in your own life through other routes. I mean, that’s the entire point of it, to share in others excitement and exuberance over the things they learn in their way and to get a more fleshed out picture of it.
And, I do have things to teach, but not what anybody is listening to. They think it just lecturing, bearing down too hard on them; being too serious and stopping their fun. And I will be honest, I am a loner; why follow a loner? Are you a stalker? a creeper? even if not, even if in serious need of guidance and help, did you ever take God’s own being into consideration and as the ultimate loner of eternity, why wouldn’t he, at times, be the will o the wisp that leads you blind unto your death even if you pursued for all the right reasons, just to get the fuck away and maybe get clear and clear his head, run from the pressure enough in what could be a strategic retreat when planned and still that when not, but simply just getting the fuck away from it.
40 years you followed me. And the many years that so many others followed. And the lies and the deceits of what others wanted me to be for them and what others wanted to be so much that they fucked up eternity, fucked up life, fucked up every bit and then… THAT’S WHEN they actually truly called for my help; only once it was too late.
Now, do you understand why I walk away? Run some times? It’s not shirking responsibility, it’s shirking responsibility that I am made to wear that is not my own.
And doesn’t this tie into so much of your own life and so many other peoples lives? isn’t it something you could claim for yourself and so many others around you could claim for themselves, if they had the sensibilities?
In your mind you thought yourself to be God; you’re not the only one. What fools these mortals be… and sadly it’s not just the mortals, but the immortals; and already you or something else is looking to use any of this information for their own gains, bypassing their own foolishness. What fools these immortals and eternals be. I have seen so many claim to be God; I have seen many wear my names and titles; have seen so many just rise against me and I have fought legions; I have gone from seeing the passing of years, to the passing of decades to the passing of centuries before I even got through 3 decades. I have seen the passing of eternities in under 14 minutes and knew what I knew then and gleaned then to be just small fraction of a small fraction and still summing up so much when compared and blended with other viewings of eternities that I was given and handed.
I have seen enough to know how it plays out in the long run for every variation of psychology and personality. I know how it all plays out one by one and then when they interact and I still only have to look around me at the world as it exists now, just the same as I told you to do when you were in such pursuit of knowledge of Aristotle and trying to look directly. And did you not think it was odd that you chose to look directly and got answered directly by the same source that now repeats this? And, the answer was one and the same and now you have seen multiple times just in this reply alone the many different things that tie together like that and then tie together in this and maybe that’s something you already knew and I have to tell you what you already know, but I doubt it. I doubt it because you don’t talk about it, you don’t think about it and this is still just a refining of thoughts that I claimed for my own and put to use, put to purpose.
I have seen the passing of eons, thousands of years as societies and civilizations have risen up and then crumbled to dust, I have seen the in betweens and the other civilizations that rose higher, or so they seemed, only to wander and wonder what happened to those others that crumbled to dust. What became of them with all of what they left behind, when relics and greatness are found and the troubling thoughts flit across their minds that maybe they ran ultimately into the same problems as us and we now have answers to disturbing questions that we are not alone in eternity, in space, that we are not alone in terms of aliens or the supernatural or paranormal, but we might as well be. We might as well be.
And the fact that I can talk about this accurately and directly, outwardly, is something that you; old man; have never seen before, never encountered, know nothing about because I am like nothing you’ve ever seen before and like so many other things you know all the same because you’re not so different than me and yet too different all the same. don’t ever think you’re too old to be taken back to school.
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