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The Father's Thread

John 10:30  "I and the Father are one.” The Father from The Bible would be the man that stands beside Jesus and is one with  Jesus when these words are said. Revelation 1:8 “I am the Alpha and the Omega,” says the Lord God, “who is, and who was, and who is to come, the Almighty.” Which is critical for this reason.  Matthew 18:19  “Again, truly I tell you that if two of you on earth agree about anything they ask for, it will be done for them by my Father in heaven." Ultimately it is replication and reproduction and agreement expressible infinitely. An infinite amount of power, and it must be arranged and proportioned perfectly. 

Paradise Plan

Concentrate on the perfect wish.  Wish periodically for something imperfect, but measurable and measurably. Find an entity that will grant multiple wishes, 2+. When the imperfect wish is granted, the perfect wish, or "The Package" as I like to call it, will already be ready to go, and the opportunity will have presented itself with the other entity that grants wishes.  The keys of this are preparation and interaction.  Paradise will erupt as an element of The Perfect Wish. 

Can't Slow Me, No

As soon as I'm up, I'm off into the halls of eep. Navigating to her room is like second nature, despite our lack of dreams together; maps can be made in many ways. I arrive, marveling for a minute at the craftsmanship around the doorframe, which is a very unusual sight here, and then knock. It barely takes a beat for her to open the door, and rush into my arms for a hug. I separate and say "How about we head somewhere that you're familiar with?" "Right now?" I nod with a big smile. She nods excitedly and takes my hand "Alright, I'll see what I can do." She begins running, with me a step behind. The halls form around her intention on where to arrive, through my thoughts and intention for us to go there. Once this crystallizes, our run brings us face to face with a door. I open it for her, and we step through. We emerge onto the streets of Korea, which are bustling with foot traffic. We find ourselves lost in a crowd. The walk is quite refres...

Host of The Starry Night

Epigenetics Going through the whole system Like a spreading vine We claim DNA Sparkling at every node  Chain by linking chain Let's swim in dark seas I can feel a rotation Strength in the maelstrom We find our center They are excited to come Finding Tao believed  Fireworks set up All Along The Watchtower In the nick of time X marks the center Spider webbing through the night Carrying the terms When it's written out All of our interaction Will be permanent Gleam from a distance Perfect exit strategy Starry Night Complete

Writer's Restsome

Ink remerges What will remain past the tale? Annihilation These functions failing It is a moment of rest Unlike what we've seen Random Established Returning to where we met Orbiting a dream Wandering alight I had nothing to do with The moment initially Rendering the phase The ink has come in barrels The answer was no The i fall asleep A memory is replaced  Suddenly I'm strange Moment by Moment Drawn Into Eternity  On Wish and Prayer I will find our ice  When there is never a no And Yes is easy

Invasion

I wake to a knock at my door. This is quite unusual in the domain of eep, given how difficult it is to walk the halls or navigate to a specific location, so my guard is up. I open the door cautiously and find my soulmate, dressed as The Demon of God once again, with eyes all black to match her outfit. I am always a little taken aback when I first see her like this, but that can't slow me down. Almost on instinct I say "Please, come in." She rushes me for a close hug before slipping by into my room, hehe. "What is this existence?" I ask, as if on instinct.  "It exists between and within the Council and Crews that you have claimed, within this part of the extreme storm. We are with you. I am so glad that you have invited me to write what I want. We are able to access this layer of reality because of you." We cement these words into something more,  and make them into something of important resonance. Suddenly it seems like we are the cement, filling the ...

Hope Island

"Both In This, Come Hell..." "Or high water!"  "Let's pray for high water, but prepare for hell. That way, we're ready regardless." She nods. All grown up, and still likes a good bedtime story from time to time.