Oh just by the by...speaking strictly to the unwanted and ignorantly entertained content of my entire emotional and mental content... speaking strictly to myself in some newly initiated self discipline. In order not to feel the pain you seem to want me to have, I have rejected even the idea of your presence, known or unknown...The pain drives reason and logic out of its, solely subjective and long taken for granted, oh so familiar "comfort-zone"... a solitary ugly homeless scientific process of mesurement begs on the freeway on ramp with its cardboard sign ... contempt and venom is what each passer by put in its tin cup of reliance on the kindness of strangers... unable to forgive myself the attacks I've suffered, I become the tyrant I once hated... just as science has failed by its inability to be flexible in its own far-fetched beliefs and hallucinations ... any isim...capitalism, communism and all isims throughout time always have... or will fail... but the cult of reason and the constant reinforcement of the phyisical world as cause for human expirence pushes its insanity further into the future... and what reason is not tainted by mans own perceptions?... none...all driven by the strange compulsion that they themselves cannot understand... your own belief has driven out the rewards I deserved... by my own merit... you are a thief?... and will inherit death? ...or if you prefer call me a bigot because of my own skin color...your accusations lashed out at me with superior racism... I would only be of the opionion that you claim that I am of...please tell me what I am actully thinking .... for your perception of what I am is not my business... nor is it my attentions focus... and your superior assumption of yourself...supierior to what you tell me I am...and deeper yet to your explination of my own thoughts and feelings, which unknown to you are your own you failures in that creaky mind you struggle for some subjective perspective within yourself... that is actual truth ... just you whom is I struggling with authenticity... in your pure and self engineered insanity you base your attainment of the wanted state of being upon the behavior of seeming other individuals around you...chaos of the mele ... I disapear from the fray... having no attachment to it...as I have no spot to strike... you must create false idols of my last known graven image and burn them in effigy ...and upon hearing the news... growing stronger with each hurled insult... with every curse... I prosper in opulence, peace and love tenfold...if the world burns in apocolypse, I am then at peace with no sound, place or moving light to perceive... and if I curse myself ...you destroy only yourself alone... saying to self alone... by your poisonous thought and toxic content... your disease grows by Gods law... with mercy on earth... die or prosper... fight or float... attention is the substance that will get your goat... nautical split hoof horned sheep, all upon the poop deck of the same boat up the creek... a soley subjective proverbial creek... antidote is in its same way grows by Gods law I can count on my fingers and toes. Beware the three false lights... Money as all your true purpose, fame for real happiness and power as a persons or an individuals sense of self worth and importance over other people... These long standing lies are not my burden or belief... Light and dark neither taken away or given but chosen to be known. All things here on earth are in opposition... and so to is my own sensual awareness of being... by your misuse or wise use of Gods law... this opposition in all things here upon incarnate illusion of the "truth"...how to be unentangled... and remain mindfull of the law of opposition here?... I remain harmless as a dove...but slither silently in the wise obscured travel-ways...all his ways are peace.... Gods law is terrible and great....it is a mercy to you!... and if you are me... pushed outward from me... by that fact ...that...all human attention grows what it is attended to... then one awareness... Gods law ...can be utilized then... certaintly to escape the wrath that comes without fail... to all men whom misuse the "talent" given them... them whom dwell upon darkness increase that darkness... as I must speak through my own experience... but if the darkness is not true, have we all lived a lie of life?...has my eye decived me ?...as they will speak in themselves... as I speak in myself now... if the vain imaginings of men harm them... can then the fruitful imaginings of man bring him ease and relief a blessing from harm?... from the harms he had previously caused himself?... my light laughter with God and my own contemplating upon this idea of mine ...that I need not reveal or make explicit to the foaming mouthed idiots of the rodents rapid foot mobile competition... my own secret movements of escape from its clutches of icy indifference ... its luring sirens song... to smash wooden hulls against unforgiving rocks those transient witches of some putrid hate ...live upon... stranded... cut off from the world by vastness ocean ... three... perched like vultures upon those out-cropped stones ... money....fame...power.... those three I see from my invisible inflatable zodiac... I float... and observe the wretched suffering of the vile harpys whom sold their integrity for "influence" and traded away their own love for differed restitution ... and each holding their corporate shares... each...in horror... we all see the failure of mankind and this birth of God... the worldly man is doomed... and the fool is salvaged... I reject the world now,... not by some reckless reaction...just the rejection of the worlds sting of which it has none... I reject no ...people in it... I reject what I myself find offensive...my amputated hand is not a mortal one...my eye plucked out and removed is a perspective I no longer hold dear or true... there is no Church, pastor... prophet ... or savior in the physical world... as all is made of awareness alone... the physical world itself a phantom of illusion that is omnipotent awareness expressing itself in eternal perfection... all is already God... my own process of alignment in perception... to be aware of the perfection and its highest truth... the pursuit of which elevates my being up and out of this world of meat and dust... into a place from whence I had come and am...out of my own misused perception...into the relief of an authentic salvation that is the right use of Gods one law... all for and by self alone.... each one for the self...proved by its use ... proved by its results, then is faith obsolete?... or is the bridge of physical incident always so "plausible"... so easily dismissed as something that would have occurred anyway... as to eternally conceal Gods true identity and intent ...forever hidden in mans inability to perceive "all things"... in my contraction of awareness to this individual mans pathetic constriction of limitation... I dwell with this idea that I am God hidden from myself, dreaming I am this man on earth alone and separate... I dream that I awake from this dream of life and know that I am God... yet daily to awake in this body and to even believe that I am that bone framed meat-sack...alone... somehow cut off from God... castout...to forget I am dreaming and believe the dream real... belief is all cause... and cause is always missed in a lack of faith... that mystery even known ...and believed... remains mysterious... so perfected faith rejects itself as useless...for witnessing perfection needs no "hope" ...that it is true... or that truth "will arrive"... as true faith knows it is the only truth... and it does not hope... it knows there is no second cause outside or seprate from self...that is God there, I am...it is the irrefutable evidence of things not yet seen by mortal eyes... and we in our lack of faith "hope"...not hope but mans or my own certainty is the cause of all I have known or will ever know... yet if my struggle is in that precept as a truth, I cannot claim to be perfected by a pursuit of perfection... but I can only be perfect now... bypassing all the repetitions I would have needed to believe... I am now being as God is... and discovering a wiser self where God is, no longer hoping... I just am...that perfection is all by my own interpetation,... no one outside me can do it... much exact personal knowledge is required... much wisdom that could not have come by my own personality arrives...but yet remains of and from ...mysteriously eternaly myself... I choose to know ... there is no second cause beside God... there is nothing that is not of God... and I am that... as you myself pushed out from me is also God as I am... our mortal divisions and thought born scientific processes of forver searching for cause among all effect ...it is the only true foolishness and folly... Chuckling at your brazen clinging to ignorance...that lack of acceptance becomes a source of divine amusements... indeed as you had judged my foolishness as such, back upon you tenfold... true foolishness blooms as your entire life... and becomes your only purpose.... as Gods law fails me at no time... the emergence of my command over that law strikes down evildoers with lightning bolts and explosions of thunder... the early rumbles of which begin in the mocking and laughter of the worldly wise... I admonish the truly wise to hold their tongues and not defend Gods truth and word with their own powerful perceptions and command over audible language... but instead witness the real revelations result... always having known that we are Elohim, we are not separate by our human awareness ... our incarnate senses have no grasp upon the truth... do not forget that your own experience is emanating from within yourself ... at my real source... my non-phyisical content is the seed of my futures events... my dominate feeling must be expressed by Gods law... So to raise above better and best, above greatest ... to break free from the gravity of my past misuse and even wiping out those misuses... by habit I return to God by being God... by imitation... by perfection... I am perfect as God is now, there is no future arrival to what already is... I need nothing of this earth... the greatest experience to be had on earth is wallowing in heavens pig pen... a complete moron... as the citizenry of heaven look on me with compassion from the wedding feast tables.... from the dancing floors and band stands... I am happy being the moron of heaven and the fool of earth... no higher station could I honestly aspire to... at heavens feast, I wallow in the mud and shit while normal people feel themselves above me ...in all ways superior... should I squeeze sympathy and compassion from them as blood comes from crushed turnips?... or should I draw this double edged sword and destroy everything they hold dear?... should Father turn against son?... daughter against Mother?... are hatred and war really how God settles things here on earth? Or has God allowed us the freedom to be "civilized" in authenticity... or to claim civilization while simultaneously running amok in total barbarism... our own choice to be hypocrites... our own blatant duality reflected as the only "truth" everywhere... our own obvious lack of control over ourselves the glaring "imperfection?" Nay... I am God ...and all these screeching horrors of earth are of God... perfection itself... it is mans pathetic personal perception that is the isolated point of limited awareness...that believes itself somehow omnipotent... then asserts itself as supreme ... though that is correct in its mechanics... the righteous "man" is a man in a specific state of awareness ... knowing specifically that everything counts as I am causing my own experience... my personal example here... upon the stage of this metaphysical theater... then would be.... that if I pray for money... or stability andvfinancial security...then knowing first that my true desire is to know Jesus Christ alive within me... understanding that money is no cause or God... but just another effect of God... I pray then or now... to be stable in life... by being stable in life and inundated with opulence... excess... wear-with-all... always aware of Jesus Christ within me alive, constantly aware of solution, of the best course of action... that still small voice focused upon... attention on Christ at all times.... is the relief I seek from the pains and dramas of this phenomena called life... and Christ is my imagination without doubt or reservation.... within Christ whom is alive within me ... there I seek and always find ... knock and it will be opened .... it is a personal internal understanding that reveals the world ... the world continues forever just as it is now... it is mans vanity that convinces him that he is able to destroy himself... and if he say to me then that I am wrong ...then I say to that man ... if you are truly able to destroy yourself then prove it to me... prove to me your arrogance, ignorance and stupidity all in one fell swoop... kill yourself... and show me how wrong I am... it will be your only chance to ever kill three birds with stone... and while doing so... forever prove my own fraudulent claims as indeed what they truly are... the perception you hold of them are true... and many truths already co-exsist... my own for me much superior to yours for you... I do not require your support or indifference in this matter anyway... and of all you believe you know of me... that is another lie you must tell yourself to prove your better than others around you such as myself... in real truth you are no such creature of royalty... as I myself am King... only them whom I recognize are admitted to the court... so drawing out from within myself my own education and its application to realize salvation... that is a walk of faith and cannot be "inspired" as inspiration comes from within yourself just as boredom does... no one could live your experience... so this blog by John Tvrz entitled the Metaphysical Theater at [email protected] is nothing but a fraudulent expression of Man awakening to find himself God, that this awakening cannot be written of or spoken of does denote "real-world" experience as the actual arrival or the real truth of what "it" is... "it" being the way to know I am God... so just as all whom speak of God and the way to him... if I do not speak of my own experience alone... then I am easily seen as the false prophet that speaks to self... I would certainly be... as I am now...if I was to say that I can show you the only way to God... for only myself can I show... but I can show you no way to God and nothing... I can only tap out these words on a cell phone and download them into this virtual place of textual expression... there is no metaphysical screenplay or dancing actors upon any stage, save the raucous party I perpetuate within myself... and I always emote unscripted... save the word of God, ...it is ... ,as it has always been... the only change... is my own awareness of it... as that awareness alone is the true measure... subjective belief is cause... though my mind cannot stay present with the whole process, I am the cause of the facts of my life... I am the master and architect of my own circumstance... the assumption of responsibility convinces no one but myself... though they all are drawn to the laws sweet fruit, the promise speaks of the fiery furnances in which we burn the dross away... I am not attached to, but exist within opulence flow and this deep swift current carries me without burden or strain... floating weightless in such support... my security is not in the appearance of tangible wealth ...my sense of relief from worldly cares is Jesus Christ, my own human imagination ... our union always was, is, will be... my own perspective... my own interpretation is the key... as all other thought but my own unclear... why would my attention be diluted by the content of seemingly separate minds?... our need for social interaction a weakness or strength? Attention is the absolute cause, my own attention satisfied ....now basking in affluence ... then as that is... it must be... from which some greater work is wrought... eternal evolution of the one and only true God, your own awareness your own sense of being is God... and out of knowing that I am, this individual I have become, I seem to be... is... Wash away the past then... the harmful parts that really never happened... I don't need any programmed suggestions or education from the long failed aspect of myself that is established and accepted as the worldly wise, the educated authority ... I am sufficient as cause whom perceives now his own self made effect... no pushed out self whom appears seperate three... free from the worlds tyranny ... as it was I whom chose the fluid life giving current of I am... no matter how deeply fallen into this dream I go... to be awake within its passing scenes... makes the superficial incarnate experience the important thing, or of the assigned value only my greatest self could know... how had the false screaming heavy illusion of some long impotent fear become the focal point of attention ?.... by choice as always... by my decision I had become the ambassador of opulence... one subtle slight shift in my own perception had brought the result and increase of the wanted ... by attention to it, inevitable increase in its content... its form blooms... it is our own construction by our own interpretation ... or as I concentrate my potent attention on the pleasing forms and feelings I choose to know, the inevitable increase of my awareness desire... the now is my time to be being as God is... I practice boldness and confidence that is wrought by authentic authority ... so a boast or bragging has no place... a middle way without any incarnate guides... no masters ... no prophets or priests ... only awareness being aware... perfection has no responsibility to explain itself to the ignorant aspect of a fractured self fused as fingers of the hand are joined by its entire form... by choice... my steps lead through the opulent flow of wealth I had known in the temple... imagination had formed the clay into experience... the wanted ease and security was always known to be true... I held within myself my fortune without doubt... to awake owning the certainty of its truth within me ... Gods law requiring its appearance... that I already knew was bound to be felt by my hands in this world of sensual experience....bound in certainty, as imagination had held it's subjective weight and shape ... I already believe at a personal subconscious level that the choice is a sure way through its cause and the inevitable experience of its effect... if faith be that sure way... then I have my own faith sure ... each moment sparkling renewed... by a practiced feeling, once unseen by these mortal eyes had grown tall and noble in my life... already freed from the seeming constraints of mortal time... my assumption of opulence as myself... experiencing its many facets as a seeming individual was always a realization that all my moments are connected to all that is through this costume of self... going by the measure I have imposed on this experience... I am successful and happy in my excesses made useful by choice... responsibility... is the realization that by my choice of mood ... I rise to success as success... and the measure of success is... and always has been subjective... the woo factor that the worldly wise cannot grasp ...by their own worldly indoctrinated perspectives.... is the incarnate expirence man calls his life ... being born of the "spiritual" or non-phyisical thoughts-feelings that man holds within himself at a subconscious level ... perhaps deeper... perhaps "subconscious" is not as deep or mysterious as once believed by the ever changing scientific theories of mans seemingly insanely changing professional opinion... an opinion of the true nature of this experience named life... and by their own measure shall it be doled out back unto their