What a crime it is to sit in front of your computer! To do all your research on the Web without ever going physically to the places you talk about, daring to write something about them! To read another's books in PDF format and to borrow from them your information for your next brand new edition on those hybrid giants birthed by fallen angels.
Shame, shame, shame on you. Ô what a shame on you!
Sitting in your room at your desk in your underwear, discovering across the internet of things, that things that are in the REAL WORLD, just might not be so real in our mortal non transhuman world! Learning and perhaps teaching yourself another way to know, and to get that much closer to your creator than in olden times, when the library was too far away, or the book in the book shop just too damn expensive!
But it's a sin, didn't you know? To be poor and uneducated!
Afterwards...
Becoming a self taught MAN. Thanks to Apple or someone else. Microsoft always out on the look seeing to it that the world might depopulate! You know, get rid of all 'em blacks and arabs!
But then, whose going to make the programs, study all those algorithms, eat GMOs and then later, sit at the beach looking at their iPhone, wondering if those great big elongated skulls weren't cannibals waiting for a Bohemian Moloch Dessert!
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As usual, God's just on holidays. Waiting for others to mess it all up, when just before, everything was just fine.
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Occasionally, even though he's in his panties, he closes his eyes, and meditates, creating without any artificial electricity a Virtual Reality:
he has left his body, his spiritual vessel enclosed within, just left and went off!...like that, yes. No one even noticed, because he was alone in his home, not even a dog or cat beside him.
He was in deep deep meditation; the world disappeared, disintegrated in a click of a finger.
He could see and touch whatever he wanted, knowing anyway, whatever might exist, he could never really possess it in any way shape or form! Even the love he had within himself for all living creatures, needed no recompense.
Free. There was no longer any damnation. Nor was there any happy retribution for little kids. Everything had only been Make-Believe.
Never forget your Eternal Soul.
