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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?

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https://swfanon.fandom.com/wiki/Will_of_the_Force

This was the Will of the Force, there is no doubt.
—Force Will believer.
The Will of the Force was a philosophical concept developed by the Jedi to explain a course of events. The Jedi often invoked the philosophy in order to explain events of improbable feasibility or an occurrence that had yet to happen. Many beings outside of the Order likened the concept to divine will; a fixed series of events planned by a superior being.

Adherents to the "Will" concept believed that a Jedi should remain passive to the Force and the circumstances in which they found themselves, since "the Force would show them their next course of action". Proponents of the philosophy also followed concepts of the Living Force—which mandated one to live in the moment and trusting one's instincts since the Will of the Force guided one—and the Unifying Force; it borrowed the viewpoint of ultimate destiny, one that was predetermined by the Force. The philosophy was not without its detractors, the "true" Living Force constituents and free will advocates contested the viability of the Will of the Force. Since it was a melding of the two most prominent Jedi philosophies on the Force and Jedi-outlook, it grew to popularity that rivaled each one mere centuries after its induction.

Key tenets of the philosophyEdit
Instinct is a transmitter, it's a comlink for speaking to the Force.
—Will of the Force philosopher
The Will of the Force, like all philosophies held several key concepts. These concepts were the basis of a supporter's belief and defined their lives.

Ultimate destiny
Followers of the Will believed in an ultimate destiny for every being that came into existence. The fate of the being was unchanging and irreversible despite any efforts to alter it. The Will contingent countered any arguments against this belief by saying that any alterations, as seen in future visions, were a result of the Force auto-correcting a wayward being until they returned to their true path.
Living in the moment
The Will of the Force factions supported the ideology that one must live in the moment. They felt living in the moment was the best way to attune one's self to the Force and listen to its commands.
Instincts
Perhaps the foundation of the belief in the Will ideology, the insistence to act on instinct was derived by the idea that the Force acted on a being through their instincts. The Force communicated its plan for one through that being's instinct.
Passivism
Rather than fighting to change one's destiny, a fruitless endeavor, proponents promoted the use of daily passivism to the Force and to the events that surrounded them; acting as what comes naturally and instinctively was the best route to following the Force's Will.
Behind the scenesEdit
The Will of the Force was created by I'm the Chosen One and is based on the real-world concepts of divine will, destiny and predestination. The Will is also based on concepts presented throughout the Star Wars films.

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In the 2002 World Cup Finals between Germany and Brazil, I wanted Germany to win, but then I realized something - Brazil scored at the 67th and 79th minutes, where 67 in the Pokedex is Machoke, and 79 is Slowpoke, so that could be like the Hokey Pokey, or Han Solo's quote that Hokey religions and ancient weapons are no match for a good blaster at Your side kid. That ancient weapon is a very wise Blastoise with guns on His back and old age to become wise. Blastoise fires a torrent to the Ultimate Future. And more than anything, when You put Your right hand in and Your left hand out in the Hokey Pokey, it's like all of the pieces of Exodia!!*

67th minute goal = Machoke, the Super-Nexus (Superman), Revan's Star Forge

79th minute goal = Slowpoke Well, a black hole, Darth Nihilus, the Final Annihilator

Super-Nexus: Linking everything together at the mountaintop forge in Heaven for Infinities to Eternities where Destiny won All!

https://www.youtube.com/user/RevanFailNhilusOwn

The last goal of the 2018 World Cup Finals, France Vs. Croatia was scored at the 69th minute, which is Bellsprout, the Sprout Tower, with enlightened monks, and TM Flash atop, and Bell in Bellsprout also sounds like Bill, so it's Bill of the Lighthouse. Dragonite sings a Lugia tune, and solves cosmic mysteries as Bill.

Germany's 7-1 win over Brazil in 2014 was Lugia's height at 17'1

Germany's 113th minute goal in the Finals was Chansey, Blissey, or Misdreavus, merging with Bunny and My Lugia Soul.

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What is the most powerful Force in the world? How many oceans are there beyond the infinite resonance of what we detect? How far do the roots of reality spring into the under-toe? Is there a hatch into the beyond that catapults us into the new ether? How far can the contexts of reality swap pieces and papers, codes and laws to program new boxes? What is the most advantageous edge that sharpens our Halloween tricks for extra maniacal takeovers? Is there really a sound that can put us into a complete state of peace? What is the highest reward for valor and excellence over the simulator of this existential game? How far can the experience of God penetrate into a wonderful chasm of a shaman’s invoking? Are the laws in stasis, or is there some dynamism that rumbles and reroutes them to an altered conception? Are the unknown regions dangerous, or is there a profound fruit we can harvest from its outpouring? How many sides to the force are there beyond the obvious white and black? What is the ultimate virtue, the highest form we can emulate of peace and goodness? What constitutes the highest man possible? Do our shoes remember where we went? Is the tempest really worth powering through if the devil may overtake us? What are the ultimate techniques possible for fragmenting original reflections, and shooting so much further? Is there a blanket that binds and shatters reality, an aegis that covers the full flowering of every tunnel and tube? Is there a point of evolution where your growth as a civilization is invincible, and nothing can stop you? What is the ultimate goal of existence, the meaning that we are meant to extract from everything? Is there a tower of dreams that plays a radio of symphony and fun, delight and ecstasy? What are the training chambers for fully maximizing your mastery of mind? What if a star became black rather than a white dwarf? Can you sneak past the eye of God? What if there is a radioactive core of all consciousness that can initiate any event, calculate into position the most masterful sweeps of conquering and legacy? If the power of Wish were immortal and eternal for you, what would you will into existence?

There are just so many realms and realities, zones and spaces that permeate and flow through all facets and reflections, mirrors and windows in this ever expanding blueprint of fashioning? The point of the divine intellect is to realize every possible future, to triangulate the most blissful fragrance that can be gleamed from this rendezvous through aromas and shrouds, pieces and plentiful energy. But to really get to the door to my heart, arrows of continuation and longevity, aftermaths and time traffic must bend its stick over my question blocks to instantaneously copy and replicate, mimic and ensemble entrée shines and Santa clause novelty, gadgets and gravities that reverse original rainbows, and ground pound infinite jazz from frenzy. But that’s the ultimate power of them all, to be completely crazy and random.

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With every dragon spitting equations from rehearsed spots doodling his own frequencies into this Armageddon, the hourglass of toon world germinates a cup of the crown, and feeding all of the sparks, torn pages, diaries, and segments of the always diverging ghost scene, wild promotions chill the overgrowth with holographic glue, speaking in the language of God, so with all of the maximized passages stolen through into the dead of night, and dizzy ensembles puffing chimneys into sleepy poses, we relax over the dreamscapes of true insight and vantage points, imagining ourselves as the would be rulers and kings of forgotten legends, housing our treasures into the eclipse cannon, and firing over the rainbow ridge of paradise, stretched across continents, castles, elevators, and all manners of fine workmanship. The holy designation set apart for all of us to fly into, to experience, to whirl away through dramatic encounters with other storybooks and new age glitter, it treats us to cupcakes and sacred journeys, voyages to meander through the ever after swooping and plundering all of the courtyard tea cups. So alchemy entraps the dark arts, and technology makes us imitate the ocean of aviation. The limit is only what can be realistically pictured. With too much sense, intelligence, know how, and prophecy sealing what can be done, then it never will. Only through the most outrageous interrogations imaginable can we shatter the silver glass.

Bunny waves electric credits with wish, and my pick, what I would render, spawn, and create is to be the highest level Jedi Council member of them all, and with doctrine, codes, effects, and powers revamped and extended through the forest of the cinema, I would enact training dummies, like infinite, replicated, hugely monstrous, endlessly available icons to obliterate and crunch through my chaotic grip. I would also spin threads and stories, fables and prophecies for the most unmatched realization of phases to the lowest sun, and drive pictures of perennial lottery tickets making my time travel conduit explode above the beast of the sea, where sunshine, pleasant dreams, happy carousels, and phosphorescent batteries make Nietzsche camp on the journeyman’s anvil. And with fate, reading the stars, zipping up into the simulator of blizzards, and reawakening 10,000 BC, so many moons and mountains, cards and singularities beam maverick like stirring and rumination evening naughty petals of a Meganium’s regeneration. So at the tree of council center meditation, I could watch the earth survive millions of years of dinosaur survival, and then transcend into a serpent, tying chords and blueprints, chains of command, and watches of deserts finish my model of ultra storm nexus panels glittering far ranging crudeness of processing and conception.

Wonder, hope, flair, and drive make compassion for all sentience, forms, diversity, and abilities glisten through a ring of perfect, everlasting, sunny, and misty sweets and candy, fumes and pulses just splashing and running through snow and ice, skating on the last supper table to emergency overdrive crossing the boulders of armchair strategy and video game buzz. Signatures and secrets, candles of haunted sites and spellbound riddles disturb not the harmony of fire, ice, and lightning, so the chosen 1 resurrects a star-bird of evolution, rising through the echelons of every force and weight, will and dominion reflecting the copies of stimulation and foresight. Levels grow and imprison, station and drill latches to the thief’s fiction, so now I need to find my favorite quotes from Einstein, Nietzsche, and Bruce Lee from the famous, and also from Darth Nihilus (author of Galactic Super Civilizations) and Gandalf (author of page 2 of Ultrarevolutionary Omniversalism [Nihilus on page 1]).

Defining Gravity
Wisdom accelerates proportions unlimited spinning and generating, splashing and covering strongholds, mysteries, entanglements, and the underneath, invisible, yet to be defined and intelligible fields of knowledge and willpower. Personality is expressed and contained, imprisoned and made forceful by the independence, fortitude, stamina, and endurance to see avalanches combat the cascade, free zones of transcension, elevating our towers, and polarities super sizing and blasting magic marbles and glitter, dreams and royalty fashioned by the designer’s musical masterpiece.

Auroras beam and direct, plague and grapple, detonate and unravel, convey and communicate coasts stirring and reaching, sharpening and battling layers of glass striking aftermath mosaics screaming penetration augmenting and deviating, whirling and scissoring bullets and dummies, beasts of burden reimagining galactic proportions flowing radical time bombs and time flutes awakening Snorlax.

Whirlpool’s splendor makes the meaning of life a bridge to the sunken plunder, where finds and artifacts, toys and gadgets bling growth and circus tricks, floors of unrealized patterns and hidden cosmic constellations making the most beautiful thing in the universe clever ruminations. Assassins bubble council scattering housing dialects and mundane belts crashing out of bounds serpents pulling levels hopping pictures presenting animated mountains and bastions, wayshrines and pixilation scuba diving over outlandish firmaments. With each point, scepter, branch, and toucan bobbling random cards that sketch new hyperspace routes, the way is open to Bunny, offering humanity desire and revision, community goals going as elongated as the terrain of unforeseen channels bends its frenzy plant of emotion, empowerment, fulfillment, and sweets.

Proposals of cosmic annihilation to clean the grid of feeble crunches buttons hats and sounds, lottery tickets an the ultimate prize, a ship to travel, piece together forgotten ancestral knowledge and sources of divine comlinks forging chasms blocking cartwheels stamping portals launching new games and designations, pin missile sneaking and speechcraft. Pleasant warmth contracts ultra intense gasses soaring pylons sufficiently marking treks of cute trims of fluffy booster packs rendering Pokemon above holistic scenes swirling mega maniacal science freaks of visionary outrage dotting potions and synthesis, alchemy and rocketry pulling borders robed in silver snow. Uniqueness invites trampolines of anywhere, happening, gracing, and snapping picturesque forms bonding charity unfolding Halloween wishes pumping bowstrings hijacking cameras interacting favorites.

The Final Annihilator
Cosmic overdrive, rampage, smashing to the zenith, and eradicating all inferior life forms beams up my mosaic of mystical enchantment and fluorescent flavors spanning the rainbow bridge of gummy bears to total lockdown and deceptive shadows embracing the new dawn of extra maniacal apocalypse and devastation. My dance steps flash serpentine kick starts spamming massive lightning fissures tearing the sky and opening the cloud applause highway berserk in installation. Models of rocket science supremacy black out cobwebs burned overhead to transported, teleported, escaping, scissors of blossoming. My calculated robotics scheme terrible tempests blocking open aerospace drilled into multiple dimensional greed. Evanescence shimmers robes of pure pristine elegance gracing the world stadium of domination and absolute meltdown. Glaciers freeze in the twilight zoom splashed with auroras flagging distance hydro pumped stimulation. Ecstasy blings trophies fuzzy in appearance, and yet dangerous to touch or swerve blankets of ruminating monsters hidden deep in the depths of our psychic awareness and penetration.

At my finest hour, I will erupt the cloud top summit, disturb the harmony of will and transportation, elevating my awareness to super calibrated extremes blissfully enjoying summer’s snapshots of hilarious robberies and dimmed expansions making the unknown regions electrify my passions for discovery, enlightenment, world peace, and ultimate power.

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Then there are the fanatical atheists whose intolerance is the same as that of the religious fanatics, and it springs from the same source . . . They are creatures who can't hear the music of the spheres. (The Expanded Quotable Einstein, Princeton University Press, 2000 p. 214)

What separates me from most so-called atheists is a feeling of utter humility toward the unattainable secrets of the harmony of the cosmos. (Albert Einstein to Joseph Lewis, Apr. 18, 1953)

We know nothing about [God, the world] at all. All our knowledge is but the knowledge of schoolchildren. Possibly we shall know a little more than we do now. but the real nature of things, that we shall never know, never. (The Expanded Quotable Einstein, Princeton University Press, Page 208)

I see a pattern, but my imagination cannot picture the maker of that pattern. I see a clock, but I cannot envision the clockmaker. The human mind is unable to conceive of the four dimensions, so how can it conceive of a God, before whom a thousand years and a thousand dimensions are as one? (The Expanded Quotable Einstein, Princeton University Press, 2000 p. 208)

The religion of the future will be a cosmic religion. It should transcend personal God and avoid dogma and theology. Covering both the natural and the spiritual, it should be based on a religious sense arising from the experience of all things natural and spiritual as a meaningful unity. Buddhism answers this description. If there is any religion that could cope with modern scientific needs it would be Buddhism. (Albert Einstein)

The most beautiful and most profound experience is the sensation of the mystical. It is the sower of all true science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead. To know that what is impenetrable to us really exists, manifesting itself as the highest wisdom and the most radiant beauty which our dull faculties can comprehend only in their primitive forms - this knowledge, this feeling is at the center of true religiousness.
( Albert Einstein - The Merging of Spirit and Science)

A knowledge of the existence of something we cannot penetrate, of the manifestations of the profoundest reason and the most radiant beauty - it is this knowledge and this emotion that constitute the truly religious attitude; in this sense, and in this alone, I am a deeply religious man. (Albert Einstein)

Your question is the most difficult in the world. It is not a question I can answer simply with yes or no. I am not an Atheist. I do not know if I can define myself as a Pantheist. The problem involved is too vast for our limited minds. May I not reply with a parable? The human mind, no matter how highly trained, cannot grasp the universe. We are in the position of a little child, entering a huge library whose walls are covered to the ceiling with books in many different tongues. The child knows that someone must have written those books. It does not know who or how. It does not understand the languages in which they are written. The child notes a definite plan in the arrangement of the books, a mysterious order, which it does not comprehend, but only dimly suspects. That, it seems to me, is the attitude of the human mind, even the greatest and most cultured, toward God. We see a universe marvelously arranged, obeying certain laws, but we understand the laws only dimly. Our limited minds cannot grasp the mysterious force that sways the constellations. I am fascinated by Spinoza's Pantheism. I admire even more his contributions to modern thought. Spinoza is the greatest of modern philosophers, because he is the first philosopher who deals with the soul and the body as one, not as two separate things.

I teach you the overman. Man is something that shall be overcome. What have you done to overcome him? ~ Friedrich Nietzsche

How lovely it is that there are words and sounds. Are not words and sounds rainbows and illusive bridges between things which are eternally apart?

This, however, is my blessing: to stand above everything as its own heaven, its round roof, its azure bell and eternal security: and blessed is he who thus blesses!

Only thus, only thus does man grow to the height where the lightning can strike and shatter him: high enough for the lightning!

I will make company with creators, with harvesters, with rejoicers: I will show them the rainbow and the stairway to the Superman. ~ Friedrich Nietzsche

“Dancing in all its forms cannot be excluded from the curriculum of all noble education; dancing with the feet, with ideas, with words, and, need I add that one must also be able to dance with the pen?”

― Friedrich Nietzsche

"The will is a world architect and composer, the will is a world power and mover. The world is shaped in the image of our wills and by the power of our wills. Will has essentially the nature of a force. Like all forces, will has a magnitude and a direction, and just like things move in the direction of the strongest force, things move in the direction of the strongest will. Whenever you loose something, you faced a greater will and were overpowered by it. If you want something to happen strongly enough, if the world wants something to happen strongly enough, then it is going to happen. The will is a creator. Will is a living organism, it grows and develops along with the individual. Weak individuals are characterized by a weak will or lack of will. Ill people are known by an ill will or a destructive will. Hence the presence and development of will is absolutely essential for personal and spiritual ascension. The key to the higher and diviner life is a strong and healthy will, a will to improve, a will to exceed, a will to life, but most importantly a will to ascend. The seed transforms into a flower by a will to ascend in the instrument. The will to ascend is an elevator to the higher levels of being, a key to unlock the higher potentials of life and a power to manifest them. I do want to climb a high mountain today!" - Friedrich Nietzsche

O thou, my Will! Thou change of every need, MY needfulness! Preserve me from all small victories!

Thou fatedness of my soul, which I call fate! Thou In-me! Over-me! Preserve and spare me for one great fate!

And thy last greatness, my Will, spare it for thy last--that thou mayest be inexorable IN thy victory! Ah, who hath not succumbed to his victory!

Ah, whose eye hath not bedimmed in this intoxicated twilight! Ah, whose foot hath not faltered and forgotten in victory--how to stand!--

--That I may one day be ready and ripe in the great noontide: ready and ripe like the glowing ore, the lightning-bearing cloud, and the swelling milk-udder:--

--Ready for myself and for my most hidden Will: a bow eager for its arrow, an arrow eager for its star:--

--A star, ready and ripe in its noontide, glowing, pierced, blessed, by annihilating sun-arrows:--

--A sun itself, and an inexorable sun-will, ready for annihilation in victory!

O Will, thou change of every need, MY needfulness! Spare me for one great victory!---

Thus spake Zarathustra.

What are the Highest Virtues?
Perception, Focus, Valor, Strength, Drama, Farfetched, Shattering the Mountaintop, Order, Extremity, Free Will, Imagination, Power of Forever, Prophecy, Omnipotence, Frenzy, Purity, Vision, Moving Mountains, Faith, Hope, Polarity, Transformation, Force, Love, Tempest, Shooting Arrows at Stars, Exuberance, Wisdom, Heart, Soul, Harmony, Beauty, Higher Mysteries, Spellbinding Secrets, Wish, Questions, Cosmic Consciousness

We need to build a Theory of Everything to solve all of the mysteries of life. The 1st thing that We need to focus on is virtue. The Ultimate Virtues are the Higher Mysteries, Secret Knowledge, Berserk Rampages, Bunny's Imagination, God's Masks, Kobe Bryant Impossible Cosmology, Power of Forever, Omnipotent Willpower, Inexorable Victory Arrows, Enchanted Cosmic Consciousness, Solitary Stargazing, Adventurous Curiosity, Experientially Over Struck Video Games, Evolve into Albert Einstein's Old Man, Decode Albert Einstein's Library of Arcane Codifications Quote, Skyrim Constellations Magic Mastery, Celebrate the Stars Forever, Galactic Conquest, Black Hole Destruction, White Hole Creation, Prototype Lugia XD Unleashed, Stepping Decades Ahead of Your Time, Conquering the Unknown Regions, Gray Fox Achievements, Speaking Rainbows, the Rainbow Bridge to Infinity, Expanding Questions, Rise Up to the Ultimate Vantage Points, George Lucas Utopian Vision, All Spectra Everywhere, Infinities-Ultimate, Superholographic Propylon, Annihilating Existence, Transforming into the Force, Break All Chains, Discover the Star Forge, Embody the Whirl Islands, Light the Super-Nexus, Defeat the Final Annihilator, Open the Door to Lugia's Heart, Launch the Big Omniversal Blizzard, Win the Prime Cup MasterBall Round 2 GS, Peak in Performance when most Important, Japanese Anime Drama, Impulsive Love, the Knowledge of All Things, Laser Focus, Awakening the Great Dragon Mind, Command the Cosmic Force Aegis, Bringing Balance to the Force, Splitting the Mountaintop of Prophecy, Unlock the Secret Ending, Channeling Revelation, Lightsaber Crystal of True Nature, Doom Desire Wishing, Frenzy Plant Future Forking, Averting Destinies, Invincible Valor, Accelerate Inside of the Ultimate Undertow, Self-Electrocution, Install All KotOR Force Powers, Fissuring Shatterpoints, Penetrating Possibilities, Brane Walking Meganium, Pokemon Party, Programming Axioms, Universal Enlightenment, Liberating Reason, Holy Benevolence, Genesis in Oceans of Nirvana, Deep Rumination, Discovering Dragonite in the Cosmic Ocean, Detecting All Levels of Life, Activating Archetypes, Anchoring Angel Auras, Completing the Kardashev Civilization Types Scale to meet Bunny, and Freeing the Gray Fox!!*

“Unless you make yourself equal to God, you cannot understand God: for the like is not intelligible save to the like. Make yourself grow to a greatness beyond measure, by a bound free yourself from the body; raise yourself above all time, become Eternity; then you will understand God. Believe that nothing is impossible for you, think yourself immortal and capable of understanding all, all arts, all sciences, the nature of every living being. Mount higher than the highest height; descend lower than the lowest depth. Draw into yourself all sensations of everything created, fire and water, dry and moist, imagining that you are everywhere, on earth, in the sea, in the sky, that you are not yet born, in the maternal womb, adolescent, old, dead, beyond death. If you embrace in your thought all things at once, times, places, substances, qualities, quantities, you may understand God.”
― Giordano Bruno

What does it mean to ultimately control existence? This is the meaning of life in my perspective. The meaning of life, the quest of Albert Einstein for the Creative Force of God and the Holy Grail Vortex of Walter Russell lights the immortal journey of Divine Destiny, the White Hole of Creation and Light and the Black Hole of Darkness and Destruction, the voice of hyperspace, controlling the cosmos and chaos of water, frost, fire, and lighting, channeling the electric fluids of the Ether, forging and annihilating material substances in eternally whirling cycles, unleashing the unlimited energies of stellar alchemical sorcery, ripping the fabric of space and time, opening wormhole warps to all possible planes of existence within the quantum realm of the infinite multiverse, harmoniously orchestrating synthesized superstring symphonies, humbly opening the eyes of knowledge, awakening the mind to all conscious perspectives of the multidimensional relativistic reality, hacking the Universal Supercomputer of Nassim Haramein, destroying old laws and programming new laws into the Existential Game, solving the secret codes of Leonardo da Vinci and the prophetic revelations of Isaac Newton, magically manifesting dreams, tapping focused willpower, shape shifting the physical world of infinite evolutionary transformations, taming the Storm Dragon of Hell, flying free, becoming one with the inscrutable source of Baruch Spinoza and from which springs the Perfect All of Gottfried Leibniz, sailing the oceans of Nirvana, sprouting the bubbles of Genesis, seeking the Higher Balance of Heaven, above and beyond the loftiest levels of the Tree of Life, the crowning ascension besides the Creator of Nikola Tesla, Cosmic Master Melchizedek, the Ultimate Architect of the Universe, the Arch Mage of the Arcanum, the Archon of the Eon, the Wizard of Wisdom.

From infinite knowledge springs infinite imagination. In essence, once we solve the puzzle of nature, understood as a single and significant, unified whole, we can create the grand design. This is the mind of God, the transformative powers of the divine intellect, from whence all creation springs, ever evolving in form. Indeed, the ultimate, creative expression of imagination is magic. An infinite knowledge of the divine intellect, manifested throughout the harmony of the cosmos, would spring forth the infinite creative powers of imagination, the source of it all. To achieve this level of the evolution of consciousness would be to know the mind of God. From this standpoint I hold that both knowledge and imagination are equally important as in there are both different manifestations of the same thing, the infinite expressions of nature. Although imagination, the ultimate creative power is the ultimate goal, knowledge is the source from which it springs. Basically in my opinion, we must understand the universe to invent the universe, or any alien reality conceived within imagination. Knowledge allows us to understand ideas like love, and once we understand love, we can express it through imagination. This, in my view, is the road to happiness. I put my faith in physics and the luminosity of life, the divine manifestations of the ever evolving magic of nature. So, with our ever increasing knowledge, what possibilities can we imagine for the future and ultimate destiny of mankind?

Man's Greatest Achievement (1908; 1930)

What has the future in store for this strange being, born of a breath, of perishable tissue, yet Immortal, with his powers fearful and Divine?
Variant 1: An early version of this essay as quoted by Tesla in a letter (dated 19 April 1908) published in The New York Times (21 April 1908)


What magic will be wrought by him in the end? What is to be his greatest deed, his crowning achievement?

To create and to annihilate material substance, cause it to aggregate in forms according to his desire, would be the supreme manifestation of the power of Man's mind, his most complete triumph over the physical world...
According to an adopted theory, every ponderable atom is differentiated from a tenuous fluid, filling all space merely by spinning motion, as a whirl of water in a calm lake. By being set in movement this fluid, the ether, becomes gross matter. Its movement arrested, the primary substance reverts to its normal state. It appears, then, possible for man through harnessed energy of the medium and suitable agencies for starting and stopping ether whirls to cause matter to form and disappear. At his command, almost without effort on his part, old worlds would vanish and new ones would spring into being. He could alter the size of this planet, control its seasons, adjust its distance from the sun, guide it on its eternal journey along any path he might choose, through the depths of the universe. He could make planets collide and produce his suns and stars, his heat and light; he could originate life in all its infinite forms. To cause at will the birth and death of matter would be man's grandest deed, which would give him the mastery of physical creation, make him fulfill his ultimate destiny.
Variant 2: New York American (6 July 1930)

When a child is born its sense-organs are brought in contact with the outer world. The waves of sound, heat, and light beat upon its feeble body, its sensitive nerve-fibres quiver, the muscles contract and relax in obedience: a gasp, a breath, and in this act a marvelous little engine, of inconceivable delicacy and complexity of construction, unlike any on earth, is hitched to the wheel-work of the Universe.
The little engine labors and grows, performs more and more involved operations, becomes sensitive to ever subtler influences and now there manifests itself in the fully developed being — Man — a desire mysterious, inscrutable and irresistible: to imitate nature, to create, to work himself the wonders he perceives.
Inspired to this task he searches, discovers and invents, designs and constructs, and covers with monuments of beauty, grandeur and awe, the star of his birth. He descends into the bowels of the globe to bring forth its hidden treasures and to unlock its immense imprisoned energies for his use. He invades the dark depths of the ocean and the azure regions of the sky. He peers in the innermost nooks and recesses of molecular structure and lays bare to his gaze worlds infinitely remote. He subdues and puts to his service the fierce, devastating spark of Prometheus, the titanic forces of the waterfall, the wind and the tide. He tames the thundering bolt of Jove and annihilates time and space. He makes the great Sun itself his obedient toiling slave. Such is his power and might that the heavens reverberate and the whole earth trembles by the mere sound of his voice.
What has the future in store for this strange being, born of a breath, of perishable tissue, yet Immortal, with his powers fearful and Divine? What magic will be wrought by him in the end? What is to be his greatest deed, his crowning achievement?
Long ago he recognized that all perceptible matter comes from a primary substance, or a tenuity beyond conception, filling all space, the Akasha or luminiferous ether, which is acted upon by the life-giving Prana or Creative Force, calling into existence, in never ending cycles, all things and phenomena. The primary substance, thrown into infinitesimal whirls of prodigious velocity, becomes gross matter; the force subsiding, the motion ceases and matter disappears, reverting to the primary substance.
Can man control this grandest, most awe-inspiring of all processes in nature? Can he harness her inexhaustible energies to perform all their functions at his bidding? more still cause them to operate simply by the force of his will?
If he could do this, he would have powers almost unlimited and supernatural. At his command, with but a slight effort on his part, old worlds would disappear and new ones of his planning would spring into being. He could fix, solidify and preserve the ethereal shapes of his imagining, the fleeting visions of his dreams. He could express all the creations of his mind on any scale, in forms concrete and imperishable. He could alter the size of this planet, control its seasons, guide it along any path he might choose through the depths of the Universe. He could cause planets to collide and produce his suns and stars, his heat and light. He could originate and develop life in all its infinite forms.
To create and to annihilate material substance, cause it to aggregate in forms according to his desire, would be the supreme manifestation of the power of Man's mind, his most complete triumph over the physical world, his crowning achievement, which would place him beside his Creator, make him fulfill his Ultimate Destiny.

Peace can only come as a natural consequence of universal enlightenment.

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Politoed was a male Meganium, Nietzsche, and Meganium was a female, Me!!*

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~If You Can Dream (Disney Princess)

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I went through a waterfall of many colors, and found fissuring enchantments in a pool of water as redirected currents. Jynx flank broke loose end diary engagement farfetched brought a witch fork to the water. There was a hanger full of a bunch of witch brooms. The highest civilization, Toonami was Maku Tsunami ruled by My Grandma and Lugia. Michio Kaku and Manu Ginobili made a black hole in Viz Video as Vis, strength, force, power. Valor was in the Force for valentines day when I did a bunch of Love pushups for Bunny at target in front of Love/Heart decorations. I rode on a diagonal staircase to the summit media group, prolonging a laser over the ridge. The Dark Magician swam glitter vaporeon library galactic basic white water zion death of the Force Kreia Force Bond with Peter Cottontail lighthouse hundred millennium ring grass inscription enchantment creature research Slowking

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Lucasfilm Wants Keanu Reeves In Knights Of The Old Republic Movie

Star Wars fans were beyond excited at the news of a Knights of the Old Republic live-action trilogy finally being pushed into active development – and understandably so. Details on the project aren’t too plentiful at the moment, but folks’ imaginations are already running wild, especially with rumors pointing to Darth Revan making an appearance in it, and a lot of people are in agreement that Keanu Reeves would be perfect for the role.

Given that there’s no real depiction of the villain to go off of since in Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic, you were able to decide what the gender and the overall appearance of the character is, imagining Reeves in the Darth Revan getup isn’t something that’s too hard to do, especially not with fan art like the piece of work down in the gallery below. But could it actually happen?

Well, yes, it just may. Sources close to We Got This Covered – the same ones who told us Ewan McGregor was returning as Obi-Wan, and about the Rey/Palpatine connection in Rise of Skywalker, which has since been confirmed – say that Lucasfilm is interested in Keanu for the role. However, they note that the John Wick star is probably too busy to take it on and so, the studio is also looking at Keanu Reeves-type actors for the part.

In any case, it’s still early, early days for the project, so it’s hard to say what will ultimately happen. This is obviously pretty exciting to hear though and when coupled with earlier reports that said Darth Malak will be another one of the villains and that the movies may be more inspired by Lord of the Rings than past Star Wars pics, it all paints a pretty promising picture.

With any luck, we’ll get some concrete updates on the Knights of the Old Republic trilogy in the new year, but first, we’ll soon see how J.J. Abrams brings the franchise’s current era to a close when Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker blasts into cinemas on December 20th.

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https://ca.nba.com/news/fast-facts-on-t ... 7xri4srchu

Fast facts on the championship ring Kawhi Leonard will receive from the Raptors in his return to Toronto
Kawhi Leonard will receive his championship ring from the Raptors when he returns to Toronto on Wednesday. Here's what the two-time Finals MVP will be receiving from the Raptors.

When Kawhi Leonard returns to Toronto on Wednesday, he will be presented with his championship ring.

It's a moment Leonard has been waiting for. Last week, he told the media that, while he's focused on getting the win in his second game against the Raptors since joining the LA Clippers, he's excited to finally get his ring.

But what will he actually be getting from the Raptors?

We know the answer to that question because most of his former teammates were given their championship rings on opening night, when the Raptors defeated the New Orleans Pelicans.

The championship rings were crafted by Canadian company Baron Championship Rings.
They are the largest NBA Championship ring ever made.
The face features the Larry O'Brien trophy centred over the iconic Toronto skyline, the team's NORTH chevron jersey logo and the Scotiabank Arena.
The face of the ring is made up of 74 diamonds, representing the number of wins during the 2018-19 season, including one large diamond in the trophy to celebrate the team's first NBA championship. Custom-cut baguette diamonds accentuate the iconic Toronto skyline.
The outer edge of the ring features 16 genuine natural rubies along with the jersey numbers of the team roster and is complemented by a unique cascade of diamonds.
Both shoulders of the ring are set off by the inclusion of even more diamonds, with one side displaying each player's name and jersey number, while "WORLD CHAMPIONS," the NBA logo and the Raptors logo complete the look on the opposite side.
The inside of the ring features personalized messages unique to each player, a ruby set inside a Maple Leaf and the Championship series scores.
The championship ring is record-setting on many accounts: the most diamonds of any professional championship ring with more than 640, the most diamond total carat weight (tcw) of any professional championship ring with more than 14 tcw and the largest single diamond in any professional championship ring with a massive 1.25-carat diamond featured in the Larry O'Brien trophy.
Additionally, all of the gold and diamonds used to create the rings were sourced from Canada.

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The mission of Cosmic Consciousness within man is to enlighten man’s ego. In other words, Cosmic Consciousness actively guides the process of awakening the ego to its true nature, hence it directs the inner world of dreams and astral projections during sleep. Cosmic Consciousness takes over and creates whatever is necessary for our self-consciousness to understand and experience our ego. That is why prophets, saints and disciples of all religions and philosophies have been enlightened and have received knowledge and wisdom through their dreams, visions and astral travels. The ways that our soul carries out its initiatory course of action to awaken our ego and open up the "rainbow bridge to infinity" is a source of great gratitude and awe.

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KOTOR SOUNDTRACK - 46 Aboard The Starforge.wmv

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Star Wars: KOTOR Music- Star Forge Battle

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KOTOR - But I AM Darth Revan!
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Did Manaan as my last planet, and did the 'I R REVAN! PHEAR MEH' to these soldiers.

No one belieeevvesss meee D:

Edit: I uploaded this so long ago. I think I was 14 when I recorded this... Where are you all coming from!!

Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic
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Father Crow, Water and Meatballs

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The Witch's servants humiliate Aslan further by shaving off his mane, muzzling him, kicking him, and jeering at him.