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Post by conflagratorofspirit on Oct 4, 2021 10:39:42 GMT 9.5
"A thousand " perhaps?
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Post by paul on Oct 4, 2021 12:39:05 GMT 9.5
Is that your home?
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Post by conflagratorofspirit on Oct 4, 2021 18:24:55 GMT 9.5
Yes. I don't know why but I've had so many thoughts in this home as of late. Some things have been....I dunno. Still the house talks to me. It told me that the top two floors, each one having its own banister spot to place candles so oncoming brothers would know if there was vacancies for " rithers. There are far too many symbolic images throughout the home(I side and out) for a fellow not to notice from inside and out. Excuse the angle and the cut down pixels but I wanted to share without posting g it to some website. The image angle isn't very good to see the windows excuse I was in a hurry to take the pictures without alerting anyone passing by at night (very busy at night along my road). After the house told me of of this I was told to get the hell outside and wait for fellow brothers. Hesitant yet, cautious and willing to see where it went. I mean why not right? It's a house....why not listen to it. Hahaha So I'm sitting outside directly in the front of the house by the road giving off an all too familiar aroma and one just happened by. An all too familiar grip on reality told us that were supposed to meet that day and he assisted me in doing something that I just couldn't bring myself to do alone(work). (Long story) The house then told me to wait outside again the following day and wait for another brother. I thought, "why the hell not?" But then the nrother that stopped was a "cousin" who was also an "uncle" who thought that I couldn't "see", or was keeping the fact that I know him very concealed. Him sitting there almost jittery outside on the steps of the stoop no more that 6' feet away trying to win my trust finally gives me the "well I'm out" fatewell, then with a smirk tells me to give him a call or he might stop by by to see if I wanted to go hang out and meet some brothers. Too fucking sneaky and it's not ever going to happen. I saw fear and deception in that man's eye. I felt as if he was part of something that happened to me and I felt aggression starting to filly heart. I do not trust that "man". I will share a brighter image of the home. I wonder how many brother(and trusted friend) have lodged in this home over the last 200 years that it has been standing. It was a general store for God knows how long before that.
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Post by conflagratorofspirit on Oct 4, 2021 18:52:38 GMT 9.5
So many things that this house has taught me...."don't forget your lucky cricket! It has instilled fear, love and trust between us. I thought it or something inside of it wanted me dead. Its as if it and I have a little understanding now. It was perhaps as you recommended(clean up) does not like filth of any fashion in or outside of the body or its dwelling. At times, I feel as if I am here to guard these two young brothers(my "sons") that reside with me in this home and protect them until they are ready to leave "together", then other times it is as if they too are deceptive brothers that are put in place to f*ck with me again. I love them but I feel the minor distance between us as of late must remain for our own safety.
Is it all in my head? Is it as they say "let me put a bug in your ear"?
Way too many of those sayings have been making way too much since to me and I've been hearing alot of musical messages from "the angels" and I've been seeing a lot familiar faces yet I've not met them personally....that I can recall. I've done the whole "you're not gonna kill yourself" spiel and it's working so far...
Man, have yall ever ready some of those fairy-tale books? Man, as I was going through some of the old ass books here in "the library" I encountered "The Red Fairy Book"....twisted shit bruh! Hahaha
Gonna morning ritual now...coffee n toast. You guys stay warm....and dry hahahahahaha
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Post by paul on Oct 4, 2021 19:38:45 GMT 9.5
My heart feels heavy when I look at that house
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Post by conflagratorofspirit on Oct 4, 2021 20:28:23 GMT 9.5
I wish your heart didn't feel so pained. My heart has lifted away from the pain of this house since I've cleaned it. I often feel as if there are trapped energies here, in and outside of the home. I belive that is why I was brought here. There are a few more things I must do before leaving it repaired for the next brothers to reside. I have no damn clue what that is yet, but I'm sure it will tell me.
Here is another euphemism to share.
"You must be "out of your mind" to think you can do something sh*t like that.
Some things you can only do while outtside of your own body(mind/head).
So....bug out
I recall the days vaguely that I was forced to lean my head back to keep the bug in as the blood ran from my nose. Angel's have told me to do certain drugs until it makes my nose bleed again. Perhaps to "work the bug(s) out".
I often think that It's a lightning bug, that would be the only way to light up the inside of my head so I can see. Hahaha
Then, the whole bee thing.....that is mentally too much for me to mentally handle right now. A "Brother" told me of another that took a drink of soda that had a bee in it, then he swolled up and died from it.
Now I was stung in the head in my youthful age of 11(if I recall right) after swatting at a random bee with my hat,then followed the stinging after I ignorantly placed my hat back on head without looking inside. Now that was a life lesson! So to the best of my knowledge, I am not allergic yet I'm not so willing to go into such a state of relaxation to have one of those bastards go down my throat!
Let the "light" in my ass. The house told me all of this, or I told me. Regardless, I find knowledge now that I never knew I had. I can feel people on approach, their sound, smell and at times ignorance comes with the wind, then their bug shows up, then they appear, sometimes walking and sometimes driving vehicles.
People(mostly in their cars) pop up out of nowhere while I'm on walks. Vehicle's that were not 50 feet from me seconds later and I look back are now in place with people inside of them. Am I ready for this type of mentality....we will see.
I am not "insane" when I am this aware.
What shrink wouldn't pay me to hear my story. Hahahaha
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Post by conflagratorofspirit on Oct 21, 2021 1:36:10 GMT 9.5
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Post by conflagratorofspirit on Oct 21, 2021 1:41:43 GMT 9.5
I wonder how much more worse it can get, the longer I were to stay. Are there levels to this shit? This life thing really really sucks.
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Post by sammy on Oct 21, 2021 5:08:43 GMT 9.5
I wonder how much more worse it can get, the longer I were to stay. Are there levels to this shit? This life thing really really sucks. Perhaps it speaks to you because you are able to amend the spiritual debt. just one possibility. If energies seem too much to handle you should leave or try to cleanse the house.
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Post by paul on Oct 21, 2021 11:09:11 GMT 9.5
It seems to me that the house is adverse. It will take skill and right relationships to clear it.
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Post by conflagratorofspirit on Oct 22, 2021 1:08:32 GMT 9.5
Yeah? Well, I'm a little tired of playing the guessing games. Why couldn't I just find a rich and live a wonderful beautiful life,instead of being stuck inside such a stupid mental situation?
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Post by paul on Oct 22, 2021 10:49:27 GMT 9.5
As you are aware there is much spiritual oppression of useful humans. Useful humans, by definition are powerful and that is why adverse intelligences oppress them.
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Post by sammy on Oct 23, 2021 1:20:08 GMT 9.5
Yeah? Well, I'm a little tired of playing the guessing games. Why couldn't I just find a rich and live a wonderful beautiful life,instead of being stuck inside such a stupid mental situation? I feel your pain.. I do. Do not forgot.. all things that surround your consciousness is a mental thing, be it physical, energy, or thought.
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Post by conflagratorofspirit on Oct 23, 2021 21:23:27 GMT 9.5
>all things that surround your consciousness is a mental thing, be it physical, energy, or thought.
You know, I was thinking something along these lines. I was thinking "the only reason that I see or know anything, is because I was trained(programed)." Colors, shapes, sounds, the idea of anything that I know is just that. They are thoughts and images that I have manifested through coercion.
So now, where do I mentally go with this? Are there really bugs controlling my human from within my brain? Can a fly landing on my arm take control of my thoughts and have me say, think and do things....if I allow it. A spider in my brain allowing me to access the "world wide web". Could my brain use some cleaning due to all the bug shit? Make since now, the comment " your so full of shit that your eyes are turning brown"(shithead).
"Man I'm buggin." "Let me put a bug in your ear" "I'm glad that bug up your ass died"
Now, set that aside.
A new baby born, has none of these thoughts or capabilities. It is a wild innocent human created. Until it is introduced to "the earth" it has no bugs in it(or does it?) Is an earth human granted a single bug, sealed up in the brain, able to see out of the eyes of the human? Then as it s here on earth, bugs crawl into it, giving it certain "abilities". A bug in the ears to hear, perhaps something in the throat to teach to speak.
I must be "out of my mind". This is what we do after clearing the mucous (bug shit) from our heads. We cleaned, and put our human in "rest-mode" (meditive state), we exit our human, to fly around (obe)and explore the world in bug mode. While most believe that they are spirits flowing around I would have to ask myself if anyone is aware that they are bugs( watch out for the fly-traps)You know sometimes I ask myself if this is the marijuana or my own thoughts telling me this shit. There seems no way back for me to the reality which I knew. How in the hell does one fit into "normal society" after finding some shit out like this. Even if it was only my imagination....what in the sam hell! Don't eat a bullet, don't eat a bullet. Knowing this stuff and not knowing if it's real is one thing, yet I wonder about the other "starseeds" that are imagining beautiful butterflies and golding light from dragon universe's (hahaha) what the hell kind if bugs are manifesting that shit in their heads? So I wonder if my "spirit guide " is a fly, a bee or whatever it may be. I have to willingly allow that nastard into my head to help me get up out of my minds seat"throne" that crystal all of those tears which brings the rains. "Shall we gather at the river(of tears) , that flows from the throne(our bug seat in our head) of God" anyways, then as my spirit guide goes with me and gives me a few instructions, then I guess I can be left on my own. I'd probably fly straight into the first spiderweb I can find and end it all.
I just wanted a wife, kids and a happy home. I stead, I got screwed by lying g bugheaded wh*re,stuck with bastards (because technically "we" do not have seeds and no child is truly "ours") and my dream home is a constant pain in the ass.
So, something is telling me to dry up my human and starve him long enough to "get the bugs out". I do not own this home, why is it trying to own me? I'm gonna make a pot of coffee. Good morning bugs...I mean boys.
Another edit. Not sure how to move posts, some how I (once again) I write things where they do not belong. Also if I make a post that's full of crap and just shouldn't be, then yeah, no hard feelings, delete that crap. Haha look at me, just cluttering up the forum. Keeping the admins on their toes.
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Post by conflagratorofspirit on Oct 23, 2021 21:51:51 GMT 9.5
I saw a cloud of flies over head one day when I was meditating in the nude for the first time. Mentally I read a message that said until I show myself to my lord without shame(hiding in the garden of eden), that I would never know him. I get a funny feeling that the giant dark cloud of flies, was not my God.
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Post by paul on Oct 25, 2021 12:00:16 GMT 9.5
> Are there really bugs controlling my human from within my brain?
It is common to have an implant in the neck just below the skull
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Post by Deleted on Oct 27, 2021 13:25:12 GMT 9.5
In my experience, in non-physical, flies describe irritations, small multitudes of difficulties. The number gives indication. There are creatures that eat them.
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Post by paul on Oct 28, 2021 11:00:42 GMT 9.5
>until I show myself to my lord without shame(hiding in the garden of eden), that I would never know him
It has been common in human history for slaves to be kept naked or nearly. Humans (apart perhaps from the English) have little trouble with nakedness. I rather think that Adam and Eve saw someone wearing clothes and realized that they were slaves.
Is this the key to freedom - ceasing to be a slave?
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Post by conflagratorofspirit on Nov 15, 2021 2:34:05 GMT 9.5
While enjoying one of my favorite John Wayne(who is/was a brother of the lodge) movies an all to familiar quote from this film sparked another theory regarding this home and its placement. In the film a local doctor(an atheist quotes a poet by the name of Sam Walter Foss, whom if I'm correct is also a brother of the lodge( not yet confirmed but mentioned in a Masonic reference book " The builder: A journal for the Masonic student". The poem is as such. THERE are hermit souls that live withdrawn In the place of their self-content; There are souls like stars, that dwell apart, In a fellowless firmament; There are pioneer souls that blaze the paths Where highways never ran- But let me live by the side of the road And be a friend to man. www.newenglandhistoricalsociety.com/sam-walter-foss-writes-ultimate-poem-common-man/The website explains a bit about the man and the poems origin. It again speaks and explains as I know that there must be hundreds if not thousands of these homes built for such reasons by freemasons throughout time. I still have no damn clue as to why I am here and it burdens me so. Is this the purpose? I didn't build this house, and it feels as if I am being forced to stay here. I will not ask any help from these people and I will not be forced to be a friend to man. Strangers surround me as I cower in this cold son of a bitch of a house. Some days I wish it to ash, some days it seems my only haven. I'm gonna get back to my movie.
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Post by conflagratorofspirit on Nov 15, 2021 2:53:13 GMT 9.5
Oh, I love doing this! Anyway, as I continued the film Quirt Evans ( John wayne) awakens from his slumber after being shot and fixed up by the atheist doctor. Directly at the head of the bed placed behind his head is this pyramid. Mind you, these are most likely pennsylvania dutch/quakers/ Amish/friend and so on. I'm trying to place this symbology.
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