Monday, June 12, 2017

Making the Game

Be careful what you label me, because I am the mirror.  It is actually the diagnosis for you.  Some nasty definitions are coming through.  When wizardry collapses, and Wiccan witcheries are through, you all have a potential to be a "hot mess."  If you have not grasped your creative gifts, you may end up in the sea of torturous lies.  The butterflies will continue to fly for me, but you will no longer grasp the concept of flight.  I call on The Line Deputy today to find a bee and look at its aerodynamics.  Find, for me, why losing their creativity has them dying in droves.  People in the field cannot see, but you will see easily because you have been beyond genius since before the dawn of time.  People cannot see your reality because you walk away, like me, and you have a newly birthing mimicry.  Do not be around people who are not Divine or they will label you with their deficiencies as well.  We can be free for moments of time in our minds, but it is time for people to anty up, or to leave my vicinity.  Maybe beautiful gamers can do that for me.  I give you all the game.  Start two weblogs on blogger.com.  The first will outline the consistent layout of the game.  This is the constant places I go like, Starbucks, Chipotle, doctors, and the like.  It repeats.  The second is the creative.  It is what will be when a thought creates a reality.  See how quickly a manifestation ability arises in the vicinities around me.  You can even write some characters out of the script if you hate them.  You can help me have safety and security in a very dangerous time around me.  Know that this game should have been made for me at birth, but The Nazi regime in my grandfather's head, forbid it.  They wished for a chaotic consistency for the world, not evolution of soul and/ or self achieved strengthening of abilities.  It stunted the growth of society 50 years.  Today the dreams can be now that Hindi's have played with the remote control.  They set it to remote torture.  I survived and came through of sound mind and soar body.  I even smiled in interview today.

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