I have been feeling myself further away from God even though I still read my bible and pray every night.
I can't really explain how I am feeling but ever since I started reading my Bible last month instead of feeling relief or joy it makes me feel distressed and disappointed. All my life I had this view of God as someone who completely understands your feelings and can make an exception for you based on your heart and always feels sorry for you ,but the more I read the bible and learn more about his word it makes me think the opposite. When I read the bible to me it's kinda of just in black and white about how your suppose to act and what your suppose to do no matter what your feel because your feelings dont matter at all. I always find myself thinking and wondering if God truly understands and cares about you because of this.
Idk why I think like this and it has been bothering me for months. When I look at other people that have started reading the bible the say that they feel peace whereas me on the other hand I get sad, disappointed and cry at night.
Last night I saw one of those tiktoks and it was a women with tears in her eyes saying "God is giving people one last chance to repent before he hands them over to their delusions" and that just really scared me and my heart felt heavy again. I feel guilty for not believing these people sometimes because it sometimes sounds like spiritual psychosis but what if they are speaking the truth.( whats your opinion if the people thag scream and cry while speaking about these type of things?)
When I try and learn about the word I start feeling my heart is heavy or I feel restrained scriptures like "pick up your cross and follow me" seem to leave me distress and feeling negative for some reason because it seems difficult aswell and how you have to be willing to abandon everything for God(like your parents or your wealth) even if your going to be sad about it. I know by abandoning those things, God has a greater gift for us when we die but at the same time it makes me think "then whats the point of living and forming relationships or achieving wealth?" I have so many questions for God that I wish he could answer me directly ,like on a dream
I don't know what to do because some people will say this and then another person will say that and it ends up not helping at all
(I hope you guys understand this, it took me a while to try and explain how i have been feeling)

666 AND BAR-CODES, MARK OF THE BEAST
(Hatonn here describes in 1991 how it will be. I suggest ghat it dexcribes today how it is. Everything is marked including us.)
I have been asked time and again about the connections and if, in fact, there are connections regarding the 666 symbol and bas-codes.
I can assure you of one thing, the number 666 does not randomly appear any more often than does 222, 444, or say, 333. Nevertheless, it is quite obvious that WHERE the numbers appear is very definitely of great importance. The numbers 666 are rapidly becoming man's favorite number and keep popping up in strange places--even though a recognized symbol of pure Satanic code--it is appearing more frequently than any other "number" in the so-called Christian and other religious placements. It is worthy of the time to speak of this matter for I think you must become aware that this code is being placed on all of you. I think it worth the time to give a listing of some instances of use of this number which none of you should miss in noting.
* World Bank code number is "666".
* New credit cards in the U. S. are now being assigned the prefix 666.
* Australia's NATIONAL bank cards have the code 666.
* Central computers for Sears, Belks, Pennys, and Montgomery Wards around the world have all their transactions prefixed with 666.
* Shoes made in European Common Market Countries have stamped on inside label 666.
* Computers made by Lear Siegler have a seal on the side on which is stamped the number 666.
* Internal Revenue Service instructions for NON-PROFIT Corporation Emoloyee 1979, W-2 Form requires the prefix 666.
* Internal Revenue Service began to require the prefix of 666 on some forms; for example, W-2P, disability is 666.3; death is 666.4, etc. as early as 1977.
* Tanks built by Chrysler Corporation...have on their sides 666.
* South Central Bell's new Telco Credit Union Cards require the prefix 666, then the person's Social Security number.
*. ID tags on 1979 GM cars produced in Flint, Michigan, contain the number 666.
*. United States Selective Service Cards have on them 666.
* Overseas telephone operator number from Israel is 666.
* Arab-owned vehicles IN JERUSALEM have license plates prefixed Wirth 666.
*. Record album released by the rock group, Black Sabbath is named 666.
*. The films, Omen I and II concern themselves with a world dictator and the number 666.
* Some IBM Supermarket equipment is prefixed with the number 3.666.
* JC Penney began prefixing account numbers in August, 1980, with 666.
* Master Card began using on their August, 1980, statements--66.
* Formula for NCR Model 304 Supermarket Computer System is 6 60 6,666.
* The United Nations resolution #666 came during the Iraq War.
Precious ones, there are contests even, called "666". What is happening by total intent is to condition the world to accept the coding of 666 without question or note. There is coming a day when a world governmental system will demand that everyone in the world take a mark and the number 666 in order to work, buy or sell. This fact is clearly set forth and being followed diligently. If you think you can avoid the mark of the beast--think again--YOU ALREADY BEAR THE MARK; DON'T BE STUPID AND SET YURSELF UP TO DENY SAME. YOU ARE ALREADY MARKED AND THE INSTRUCTIONS TO REFUSE THE MARK IS NOT OF GOD'S GIVING. YOU STEP FORTH AND REFUSE WHEN Y0U ARE ALREADY WITHIN THE SYSTEM AND YOU ARE DEAD OR INCARCERATED AND USELESS UNTO GOD'S WORK. IT IS A SEPARATION ENTRAPMENT SET FORTH BY THE BEAST TO CATCH THE LIGHTED PEOPLE. YOU CAN STAY OUT OF THE SYSTEM TO THE FULL LIMIT ALLOWED BY THE LAW BUT YOU DO NO ONE A FAVOR BY GETTING YOURSELF KILLED--IT NEANS ONE LESS WORKER FOR GOD.
THE NUMBER OF MAN
Let us look at that which is projected unto you and might be well worthy of note. Then number with which all the world will be commanded to work, buy and sell during the Great Tribulation is the number of man--and you find it on all bar-codes and Elite products. Number 6 as has been distorted for identification and easy reference has even taken as the number of imperfection; the human-given human number; the number of MAN as destitute of God--without God/Christ. At any rate, it is certain that man was created on the sixth day goes the accepted WORD, and thus he would be established under the number six--which would identify him and then, it goes on with several other non-coincidental accidents in numbering. For example, six days were appointed to man for his labor so it went, while one day is associated in sovereignty with the Lord God--as his day of rest. Then the infinite symbol of 8 represents infinity or immortality which is also of God. The serpent also, was created somehow on the sixth day, or so the Goods Book says--obviously God was most busy and yet totally restricted on the sixth day of His masterful creation. The sixth clause of the Lord's Prayer treats of sin. Six is the number stamped on all that is connected with human labor. You will see it stamped upon his measures which he uses in his labour and on the time during which he labors. And you see this from the very beginning.
Six, thew number of man, is one less than seven, the number which represents God and two less than the Creation. This indicates that man was created somehow in the likeness of God, but is not God, because God is perfect and sinless and one within and with Creation. The Sixth Commandment came as a result of Cain's sin of killing his brother, and the man who will ultimately claim the number 666 will be the greatest murderer the world has ever known. God put a mark upon Cain after the murder of Abel. Although Cain's mark was for the purpose of protecting him from those who would kill him, it also signified that before God, he was condemned. God forbade the children of Judea to mark their bodies--or did he? For the translation always read "Israel". The quoting then always continues with this looking forward to the time when the "Jews", as well as the rest of the world, would be called upon to take the mark of the Anti-Christ. Well, will the "Jews" take the mark? I guess so--they crested it!
But let us look a bit further into the book of Revelation. The Apocalypse: The 'mark' itself is at once a number and a name. The Apostle tells you what it is. As he gives it, it is made up of two Greek characters which stand for the name of Christ, with a third, the figure of a crooked serpent, put between them...Thjis horrid sign must everyone receive on one of the most conspicuous parts of the body, cut, stamped or branded in, there to abide indelibly. No one may either buy or sell without this mark, and all who do receive it take upon their bodies the token and seal of heir damnation!
Do you really.believe you have not already been branded? Let us consider that, for years--well over two decades--the laser beam has been branding steers and horses--and even salmon while they remain in the stream, swimming. It is instant and painless. The laser simply destroys skin pigment. In some thirty-BILLIONTHS of a second a technician can stitch a brand--or initials, or symbol. This type of branding of animals for ownership or research purposes has become common practice. Do you think it probable that everyone of you have been branded while standing, say, in a line to vote or register your car or, or, or--certainly if you have any kind of medical examination, dental care or hospitalization--especially immunizations.
TRANSACTION CARD/FINAL CARD
This is the final laugh at the world citizenry. This is one of the world's greatest conspiracies and it is being quietly conducted in.the most sacred halls of secular secrecy, brothers. While its thrust is Economic, its reach is without limit. No System will escape its mastery, be it in Politics or religions, Social or otherwise. I told you long ago, dear ones, that the SDI program was not f defense but rather to place into space satellites which unite the entire world banking system--the beast to all other parts in instant connection--with all citizens registered, identified and located. You are all simply within the system. The point is to protect yourself from the system as much as possible and the only way to do so is to utilize the laws and rules utilized by your adversary for as long as you can do so.
The Prime Mover here is the most powerful Consortium of financial institutions, capitalists, and scientists ever leagued together. Their common purpose is to bring every person, place and thing under their total control and it is all but in place and already operational.
The applied strategy is by way of instant IDENTIFICATION. This means of ixentoification is by way of assignment of MARKS (or bars) for NUJMBERS read by machines. (Numbers people can read, Marks they can't--the name of this game is SECRECY.)
Phase I began in 1970 with a ncnscientious effort to "IDENTIFY EVERY ITEM" at the manufacturers level with a NUMBER "MARKED" on it. A group of Numbers designated by Marks, lines or bars, is called a Bar Code, (Code 39, etc.), and giant computer manufacturers are central to the phase.
Phase II began in 1973 with an effort to IDENTIFY each PERSON with a Number. The Social Security Numbers when blended with the Universal Numbering System will be converted to "Bars". Initially, the NUMBER will be "marked" on a Card; (a World_Wide Money-ID-Card). Subsequently, according to the old Bible Prophecy written ands directed by the very ones who would put it into place, it will be stamped upon the person it identifies. As the MARK OF IDENTITY on an ITEM is a Bar Code, so the MARK OF IDENTIY on a Card and later on a person, will be a Bar Code facsimile. The Government, Banks, and Card Companies are central to this phase.
Phase III is an effort to identify everything in the world, whether mobile or stationary; if mobile, then how to instantaneously locate it, as a piece of luggage, an expensive race horse, a family car, or a pet or person. Central to this is the Federal Government which has spent ten years In research on "Electronic Identification" at Los Alamos, the Airlines, and private inventors.
The symbol of 666 is absolutely instrumental to the Bar Code system. You are already in it, so let us be most careful how you handle it. Your best defense against it is to know truth about it--stop deluding yourself that you can somehow avoid the mark lest you get s special mark which sets you apart as a troublemaker and you will be among the first incarcerated or removed by other means.

In the Name of God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.
Peace be to you all.

Introduction:

In this post, I will be answering and refuting the individual who keeps writing posts about me and comments every second he gets trying to "refute" me and "expose" me. I am only doing this because some brothers and sisters have allowed themselves to be fooled by this dude.
I won't resort to personal attacks and baseless claims (much like he does), and I will jump straight ahead to answering his objections.

Response to the introduction:

He begins by discussing my translation of the word "ישוחח," which I interpret as "argue" or "put forth."
Firstly, in Biblical Hebrew, verb forms such as Qal and Piel (often referred to as Polel in some grammatical traditions) are distinguished by their specific diacritic markings (i.e., vowel points and consonantal diacritics). Since I believe that the Masoretes distorted the Old Testament by adding these diacritics to reach a deviant interpretation, I do not consider them at all. I read the Old Testament without any diacritics. This is something he has yet to understand, perhaps because he believes that the Old Testament was revealed with diacritic markings—I don't know.
He later argues that the ancient Christian manuscripts (such as the Codex Sinaiticus, Septuagint, etc.) must agree with my claims and not with the Masoretic renderings of the Hebrew text, a conclusion he bases on thin air. I ask: Why is that so? Can you give us one good reason for this conclusion? You can't! He says this only because he considers these Christian manuscripts as divinely revealed criteria and translations. In contrast, I (and many others) see them as ancient interpretations of the original Hebrew text, which are very erroneous. This is especially true considering that rabbis themselves claim these scholars and translators failed to understand every Hebrew idiom in the book. They took everything literally and thus deviated from the intended meaning throughout their translations. These are the translations he claims must agree with my understanding.
The Masoretes could even have been influenced by Christians and their manuscripts, leading them to render some verses erroneously, whether knowingly or unknowingly—we can't be certain. However, I believe it wasn't unknowingly, and I have very good reasons for holding this opinion.
His arguments in his objections are all flawed and fallacious.

The Original sin being denied in the OT:

Now, the word he is fixated on is "ישוחח." As he mentioned, I used a classical Hebrew dictionary to translate the word. I don't remember the exact dictionary I used, but here is a random one I will use today:

Root: שִׂיחַ (v)
1 - to put forth, mediate, muse, commune, speak, complain, ponder, sing
1 -(Qal)
1 - to complain
2 - to muse, meditate upon, study, ponder
3 - to talk, sing, speak
2 - (Polel) to meditate, consider, put forth thoughts

Source: מקור: Open Scriptures on GitHub, Creator: יוצר: Based on the work of Larry Pierce at the Online Bible
In other words, both Qal and Polel essentially mean the same thing.
This following excerpt is from my original post about this, the post he is "refuting":
Excerpt from the post in question:
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Isaiah 53:8, traditional translation:
"From imprisonment and from judgment he is taken, and his generation who shall tell? For he was cut off from the land of the living; because of the transgression of my people, a plague befell them."
The original verse (without diacritics):
מעצר וממשפט לקח ואת־דורו מי ישוחח כי נגזר מארץ חיים מפשע עמי נגע למו:
My translation:
"He was taken from arrest and trial, and as for his generation, who will argue that he was cut off from the land of the living [i.e. killed] for the sin of my people, a plague befell them."
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In this verse, God is explicitly denying the doctrine of the Original Sin, stating that those who argue, speak, put forth, or ponder that Jesus was killed for the sins of His (God's) people are cursed (or afflicted by a plague).
It is crystal clear! He is just in denial because it contradicts his Pauline doctrine. Thus, he has fixated on this specific word, insisting it is (without a shadow of a doubt) in the Polel form (because his Pauline forefathers said so), and claims that Exion has made a grave error. Incredible, indeed. What a rebuttal!
Let's see if the Polel form does anything to save him:
1. Meditate:

"He was taken from arrest and trial, and as for his generation, who will meditate that he was cut off from the land of the living [i.e. killed] for the sin of my people, a plague befell them."

The definition of "Meditate" is:

1. To plan mentally; consider,
   
2. To focus one's mind for a period of time, in silence or with the aid of chanting, for religious or spiritual purposes or as a method of relaxation.
   

I know it isn't the latter, because that is just ludicrous and silly. But guess what? They even tried to claim it is the latter, which is beyond amusing to me and any other sane person reading this.
2. Consider:

"He was taken from arrest and trial, and as for his generation, who will consider that he was cut off from the land of the living [i.e. killed] for the sin of my people, a plague befell them."

It still obliterates the doctrine of the Original sin completely.
3. Put forth thoughts:

"He was taken from arrest and trial, and as for his generation, who will put forth thoughts that he was cut off from the land of the living [i.e. killed] for the sin of my people, a plague befell them."

It still obliterates the doctrine of the Original sin completely.
This is what I have to deal with. He is correcting my interpretation by yet again confirming it and he doesn't even realize it. He refuses to accept that the Old Testament completely refutes this absurd Pauline doctrine that God sent His "son" to the earth to kill him and forgive mankind. He can't understand that the Old Testament aligns with the Quran, calling them cursed. I have explained this to him several times, but to no avail. According to him, the early Christians "meditated" about Jesus' "abode." He raises the same objection in every comment he makes on every future post I do, as if I haven't just refuted him using the Bible, dictionaries, and other sources. In one ear and out the other. The only reason I'm even writing this response is to make you guys realize how unknowledgeable this man really is about the Bible and the Hebrew language. But he is good at making it look like he knows a thing or two by using fancy words and elaborations that make no sense at all.
I believe (if I remember correctly) that he translates it as:

"By oppressive judgment he was taken away, Who could describe his abode?..."

This unusual rendering is achieved by mistranslating a word, done specifically to alter the actual meaning. Some Jewish translators render it the same way, but they at least have the decency to add a footnote saying:

"\Who could describe his abode?* Meaning of Heb. uncertain." (source: Sefaria.org)

As they usually do when they mistranslate stuff.
Who would describe Jesus abode? What?! With all due respect, but that makes no sense at all! It makes no sense contextually nor logically.
This is how another Jewish translation has it:

"From imprisonment and from judgment he is taken, and his generation who shall tell? For he was cut off from the land of the living; because of the transgression of my people, a plague befell them."

Does this look like a coherent sentence to you? Jesus is taken from imprisonment and judgement, and his generation who shall tell? Tell what? This is an incomplete sentence - just to change the actual intended message.
The original phrase is: "ואת־דורו מי ישוחח"
Let me break it down for you:

Word: ואת = "And his"
Word: ־דורו = "Generation"
Word: מי = "Who will"
Word: ישוחח = "Argue/Put forth/Talk/consideetc"

Crystal clear phrase. Even Google translates it accurately (which is very rare by the way):

"And his generation who will talk"

Take a look at some of the English translations of his Christian forefathers:
New Living Translation Unjustly condemned, he was led away. No one cared that he died without descendants...
New International Version By oppression and judgment he was taken away. Yet who of his generation protested?...
King James Bible He was taken from prison and from judgment: and who shall declare his generation?...
Some others got the first part accurate but still misinterpreted the last part of the verse, as it claims that they are cursed. God forbid, they are the ones who are cursed, for they consider Jesus to be the cursed one:
English Standard Version By oppression and judgment he was taken away; and as for his generation, who considered that he was cut off out of the land of the living, stricken for the transgression of my people?
They applied the "curse/plague" to Jesus (which they translate as "stricken," even though Biblically it is generally understood to be a plague/curse) instead of applying it to those "who considered" (i.e., the Pauline Christians). The Hebrew verse uses a plural word, indicating that it was intended for those people who would put forth this claim. They all refuse to accept the fact that God is explicitly and literally stating that they are affected by a plague for their erroneous claim about Jesus.
Let's quickly refute them too:

• The word for "plague" is "נגע" (nega).
• The word for "to them" is "למו" (lamo).

"Plague" (נגע):

Hebrew classical dictionary:

Heb: נֶגַע (n-m)
1 - stroke, plague, disease, mark, plague spot
stroke, wound
stroke (metaphorical of disease)
mark (of leprosy)

Source: מקור: Open Scriptures on GitHub, Creator: יוצר: Based on the work of Larry Pierce at the Online Bible

"To them" (לָֽמוֹ):

Hebrew classical dictionary:

1 - inflected pers. pron. meaning ‘to them’ (poetically).
2 - [Formed from לְ◌ with ◌מוֹ, a suff. used only in poetry.]

Source: מקור: Klein Dictionary, Creator: יוצר: Ezra Klein
A plague to whom? TO THEM! To the people who put forth this Pauline doctrine, the ones who argued, said, or considered this absurdity. Absolutely not to the one they believed to be cut off for the sin of God's people, namely Jesus, God's prophet, Messiah, His Word, and a spirit from Him.
But this is not surprising to anyone; it is expected, because their savior Paul also considered the blessed Messiah Jesus to be a curse:

"Christ redeemed us from the curse of the law by becoming a curse for us—for it is written, 'Cursed is everyone who is hanged on a tree.'" (Galatians 3:13)

It bothers them that God Himself is confirming that they are the cursed ones, and He does it in the book they believe in. I am the one who exposed it, and all praise is due to God alone. It bothers this guy who is "eXpOsInG" me, and I won't mention his name because that is most likely what he wants.
He goes on to say that I quoted from a fictitious source, which is not true at all. I simply didn’t bother looking through my entire library to find a quote I mistakenly mis-referenced, mainly because the quote turned out to be quite irrelevant, and I don’t waste my time like that. Much of what he initiated his "rebuttal" with is equally misunderstood by him, and I have responded to each and every objection in my older posts (in the comment sections where he was "eXpOsInG" me). I picked the first thing and refuted it here for you just to show how ignorant he really is and how he is either living a lie or lying to others.
So, I will not bother to refute every single point of the old stuff that I’ve already conclusively answered. It's a waste of time. Let’s move on to his objections to my latest posts, because that is what this is all about in reality.

My answers to his objections to my latest posts:

Regarding the stone God mentions that was to be placed in the Temple of God, he says that it is saying

"Stone to a stone," or "upon a stone"

My answer:
"Stone to a stone" is not a Hebrew idiom, and neither is the word "upon" there in Hebrew. He doesn't know Hebrew, had he known Hebrew, he would never have "eXpOsEd" this because it just went to show that he doesn't know the language at all.
The Hebrew word "שום" (shum) in this context is derived from the root ש-ו-ם, which means "to place" or "to put." It appears here as an infinitive construct, which is often used to convey the act of doing something, similar to the English "-ing" form. In this sentence, "שום" is functioning as a gerund, which is a verbal noun. It translates to "placing" or "putting" in English. Therefore, "שום־אבן" means "placing a stone" or "putting a stone."
As for the next word, i.e. "stone" (אבן), in Hebrew, nouns have gender (masculine or feminine) and number (singular or plural). "אבן" is a feminine singular noun. When used in the phrase "שום־אבן" (placing a stone), "אבן" functions as the direct object of the action described by the infinitive construct "שום" (placing).
The next word is אל: This is taken as a preposition according to them, and it generally means "to" or "toward," and never "upon." It is used to indicate direction or movement towards something. While the following word is, again, a stone "אבן."
So if we're going with their interpretation, while being literal, as we should because it is not an idiom, it accurately translates to:
"Before placing a stone to a stone" or "before placing stone to stone"
Which makes very little sense, if any. Why wouldn't God say "Before placing stone upon stone" or "Stones upon stones" or "before placing a stone upon a stone"? Why did He use a singular word for "stone"? Because it is speaking about a one stone, the stone that God placed in Zion:

"So this is what the Sovereign LORD says: “See, I lay a stone in Zion, a tested stone, a precious cornerstone for a sure foundation; the one who relies on it will never be stricken with panic." (Isaiah 28:16)

I have proven in countless posts that Zion is the ancient name for Mecca. Just look up Psalm 84, and you will see how it mentions doing the pilgrimage in Zion and also mentions "Bacca," another name for Mecca. I have proven how Harran is located in Mecca and that the oak of Bacca is located there as well, and we know according to Psalm 84 that Zion is located where Bacca is located. With this in mind, it’s easy to see what has been done to cover up this prophecy. They have misinterpreted the word "El" as "Upon" instead of "God." The definition of that word is not "Upon"; it means "To/toward" or "God."
Classical Hebrew dictionary:

Heb: אֵל (n-m)
god, god-like one, mighty one
mighty men, men of rank, mighty heroes
angels
god, false god, (demons, imaginations)
God, the one true God, Jehovah
mighty things in nature
strength, power

Source: מקור: Open Scriptures on GitHub, creator: יוצר: Based on the work of Larry Pierce at the Online Bible
And:

Heb: אֶל (prep.)
denoting motion toward or to, or direction toward, and meaning ‘to, unto, toward, into, at, by’.
[Shortened from אֱלֵי (which is preserved in poetry). cp. עֲלֵי, poetical form of עַל (= on), and עֲדֵי, poetical form of עַד (= as far as, until). Related to Arab. ’ilā (= to, toward, up to).]

Source: מקור: Klein Dictionary, Creator: יוצר: Ezra Klein
Let's see if any of these help him:

Before placing a stone to a stone?
Before placing a stone towards a stone?
Before placing a stone into a stone?
Before placing a stone unto a stone? (archaic term for "to")
Before placing a stone at a stone?
Before placing a stone by a stone?

Does any of this make any sense to you? I believe it certainly does not. Yet they have all chosen to ignore these valid definitions and instead opt for a definition that isn't there, namely: "a stone UPON a stone," just to claim that God was idiomatically saying "Before you build the temple." The temple was already built, as I will prove later below.
To get a more coherent translation, one that makes sense both contextually and linguistically, we need to consider "El" as "God":

ועתה - "And now"
שימו־נא - "consider, please"
לבבכם - "your heart"
מן־היום - "from this day"
הזה - "this"
ומעלה - "and onward"
מטרם - "before"
שום־אבן - "placing a stone"
אל־אבן - "God's stone/stone of God"
בהיכל - "in the Temple"
יהוה - "of YHWH" (YHWH)

Here, "אל־אבן" would translate to "God's stone" or "stone of God." Thus, the phrase "מטרם שום־אבן אל־אבן בהיכל יהוה" would be understood as "before placing a stone as God's stone in the temple of YHWH" or "before placing a stone, God's stone, in the temple of YHWH"
He is just in denial here as well. It is quite obvious that God is talking about placing a stone in the Temple of God, not about placing a stone towards a stone (whatever that means). Biblically, it is known that Jacob placed a stone in the House of God in Harran, which I have also proven to be located in the vicinity of Mecca, using 1st-century CE atlases by giants in geography such as Pomponius Mela, Pliny, and others.
He writes:

"More importantly, Exion ignored that “stone” in the Hebrew occurs twice. If we take אל to be God and take it as the construct state (the ‘s) then it would be “before setting stone’s God’s stone”. That doesn’t make sense hence why Exion dropped the first occurrence of אֶ֛בֶן in their translation."

Or you could simply not take "El" as a construct state. In Hebrew, a noun followed by another noun can indicate possession without needing a construct state (i.e. the equivalent of adding 's in English). This is often called "smikhut" or construct form, but it is not always necessary to explicitly form it.
In the phrase "שום־אבן אל־אבן" (placing a stone as God's stone), the context and the nouns' arrangement provide the possessive meaning without requiring additional grammatical changes. "אל־אבן" can be understood as "God's stone" even though it is not in the formal construct state. This is something he doesn't know because, well, who knows why. I have my speculations, but I will refrain from personal attacks.
He says:

"It makes perfect sense with the rest of the verse “in the temple of Yahweh.” It’s talking about before the building of the temple which involved setting stone upon stone."

Oh really? Is that why the 3rd verse literally talks about the Temple that already was in existence but was viewed as nothing in their eyes (i.e. insignificant):

"Who among you is left, who saw this house in its former glory? And as you see it now, is it not as nothing in your eyes?" (Haggai 2:3)

Explicitly contradicting your claim that it doesn't exist, but you didn't know that because you have probably never even read the entirety of the chapter to begin with. The Temple was already there. A stone was to be placed in it, God's stone, the black stone of the House of God, and not that it was to be built or built anew. This is why I even wrote the article, because the temple of God was already in existence. How you could have missed this, if you've read the chapter in it entirety, is very baffling to me.
This is why Jacob, upon waking from his prophetic dream, never built the House of God. (Yes, Jacob was a prophet, but Christian scholars throughout history didn't recognize this and thought he was merely a patriarch.) Instead, he only placed a stone as its cornerstone and named it "The House of God":

16. When Jacob woke up, he thought, “Surely the LORD is in this place, and I was unaware of it.” 17. And he was afraid and said, “How awesome is this place! This is none other than the house of God; this is the gate of heaven!” 18. Early the next morning, Jacob took the stone that he had placed under his head, and he set it up as a pillar. He poured oil on top of it."

Going back to Haggai 2, the 6th verse states:

"כי כה אמר יהוה צבאות עוד אחת מעט היא ואני מרעיש את־השמים ואת־הארץ ואת־הים ואת־החרבה:"

Which literally translates to:

"For thus says the Lord of Hosts: Once more, in a little while, I will shake the heavens and the earth, the sea and the dry land."

Which they have erroneously translated as:

"For so said the Lord of Hosts: [There will rise] another one, and I will shake up the heaven and the earth and the sea and the dry land [for] a little while." (source)

Lying and adding words to the Word of God to make it look like another House would be raised.
7th verse states:
Haggai 2:7

"והרעשתי את־כל־הגוים ובאו חמדת כל־הגוים ומלאתי את־הבית הזה כבוד אמר יהוה צבאות:"

Transliteration:

"Ve-hir'ashti et kol ha-goyim u-va'u chemdat kol ha-goyim u-milati et ha-bayit ha-zeh kavod amar Adonai Tzva'ot."

Not only does it confirm that the House is already in existence, but it mentioned our prophet Ahmad coming to it by using the cognate of his name, "Chemdat," which they erroneously have translated as:

"and the treasures of all the nations will be brought to this Temple."

The preposition "the" is not there before "Chemdat," while it is before "Goyim" (heathens), which makes sense because "Chemdat of all the heathens (will come)" and doesn't translate to "The treasure of all the heathens (will come)," as they have it.
Let me break it down for you:

והרעשתִי (ve-hir'ashti) - "and I will shake"
את (et) - [direct object marker, not translated]
כל (kol) - "all"
הגוים (ha-goyim) - "the heathens"
ובאו (u-va'u) - "and they will come"
חמדת (Chemdat) - "Chemdat" (proper noun)
כל (kol) - "of all"
הגוים (ha-goyim) - "the heathens"
ומלאתי (u-milati) - "and I will fill"
את (et) - [direct object marker, not translated]
הבית (ha-bayit) - "the house"
הזה (ha-zeh) - "this"
כבוד (kavod) - "glory"
אמר (amar) - "says"
יהוה (Adonai) - "Lord"
צבאות (Tzva'ot) - "of Hosts"

Result:

"And I will shake all the heathens, and they will come, Chemdat of all the heathens, and I will fill this house with glory, says the Lord of Hosts."

Explanation:

They have translated it as "the treasures of..." while the phrase "Chemdat" lacks a "The" (Ha), so it would more accurately be rendered as:

"And they will come, treasure of all the heathens, and..."

A very awkward sentence grammatically. And the dictionaries do not define חמדת (Chemdat) as "Treasure," but rather as "Desire" or "Precious." But translating this phrase in this way (if we consider it to mean "desire" or "precious"), we would make the verse even more awkward:

"And they will come, desire of all the heathens" or "And they will come, precious of all the heathens."

Because it is a singular phrase, and not plural, and as I mentioned earlier, lacks a definite preposition.
But if we consider "Chemdat" as a cognate of "Ahmad," as a proper noun referring to Ahmad the prophet (the only heathen prophet known today), it suddenly becomes a very coherent verse that makes much sense. The heathens will be shaken, and they will come. Then, He specifies by saying: Chemdat of all the heathens, and continues with the rest of the verse.
The phrase "הגוים" (ha-goyim) translates as "the heathens," which supports the interpretation that "Chemdat" is a proper noun referring to a significant heathen person anticipated to come. God is going to shake all the heathens, and they will come. Then He specifies who would come: "Chemdat of all the heathens (will come)." He then says He will fill this house, which they saw as nothing, with glory. The house already exists; Chemdat of all nations was just about to come, and God would fill this house with glory again. And, of course, the stone Jacob laid in Genesis 28—the same stone that Jesus referred to in Matthew 21:

1. Jesus said to them, "Have you never read in the Scriptures: 'The stone the builders rejected has become the cornerstone. This is from the Lord, and it is marvelous in our eyes?'

43. Therefore, I tell you that the kingdom of God will be taken away from you and given to a people who will produce its fruit."

The Kingdom of God was intended to be taken away from the Christians and given to a people who would produce its fruits, and this is what happened when Islam came.
Going back to Haggai 2, the 18th verse also confirms that the Temple already was there:

"Consider, please, your heart from this day and onward, from the twenty-fourth day of the ninth month, from the day that the temple of the Lord was founded, consider your heart."

Just because God considers the two Houses (the current one they saw as insignificant and the later one) as "different" does not mean that it does not already exist physically but will be a different House.
Nevertheless, he is right about one thing regarding this chapter: it does not mention the new moon to new moon and the end of the Sabbath—that was in Isaiah 66. My mistake. But the prophecy is still valid. The new moon to new moon would come, and yes, the second phrase can be interpreted as an end (if we interpret "Shabbat" as "End"), but it is Biblically and generally interpreted as "Sabbath." A literal translation of the phrase in the 23rd verse would be:

שבת (shabbat) - "Sabbath"
בשבתו (be-shabbato) - "His Sabbath"
יבוא (yavo) - "it will come"

Let's agree that it means what the traditional translations say it means, and I don't mean hypothetically, but let's actually agree on that. However, the prophecy about the new moons (Ramadan) is still there and valid because God has not canceled the Sabbath in the Quran; it is still ongoing:
The Quran states in 2:40-42:

Verse 40: "O Children of Israel, remember My favor which I have bestowed upon you and fulfill My covenant [upon you] that I will fulfill your covenant [from Me], and fear Me."
Verse 41: "And believe in what I have sent down confirming that which is [already] with you, and be not the first to disbelieve in it. And do not exchange My signs/verses for a small price, and fear Me."
Verse 42: "And do not mix the truth with falsehood or conceal the truth while you know [it]."

The new moon to a new moon is combined with the Sabbath to Sabbath. This is a fulfilled prophecy!
I don't see easter, halloween or Christmas being mentioned here. It's Ramadan and the Sabbath, the two Covenants God has given to his worshipers, the Covenant of the Children of Israel and the Covenant of Peace, unlike the Pauline Christians who literally took all of their holidays from pagan idolaters, which I won't go into because it's not very relevant to our discussion anyways.
This marks the end of my rebuttal to his "part 1."
Thank you for reading,
/Your bro Exion.

For anyone who wants to see how things began.
https://www.reddit.com/HFY/s/S97b2fqIjx
“In what universe would I ever do you a favor? “ I say, sweeping the floor of the reinforced barn.
“It’s not a favor, it’s a trade, bud.
What do you want in return? “ Trenchcoat asks from within the coffin-like cage.
“To be back home, 8 months ago. “ I reply.
Over the past few weeks I’ve managed to integrate myself into the day to day life on the farm. Things are still a grim, horrifying slog, but with every day it gets a bit easier to deal with.
“Give me something I can do. “ The creature pleads.
“Why, so I can wind up on the end of another ‘ Gotcha’ moment? I’m good. “ is my answer.
A few minutes of silence go by, Augustus breaks it.
“I don’t know many secrets of the universe. Facts, not really my bag. But I know a couple.
How about I share one with you?
No one, not the pope, not my brother, not the shit-bird perched on the highest branch of my twisted family tree, knows what happens when you die.
Some of us never will, of course. Others have ways of avoiding it, but at the end of the day, when the lights truly go out, we know next to nothing.
We do know one thing though. There is judgement, by who? Who knows? Why? Not important.
But at the end of the day, if your battery can’t be recharged, you really want to be thinking about how many marks are on each side of the ledger. “
I don’t reply, and for the next hour or so I ignore the pleading and hinting Trenchcoat does.
But that night, as I sip acidic tea, and try to get a handle on how in the fuck old televisions function, his offer is at the forefront of my mind.
He wants to kill, specifically 6 teenagers who, according to him, have been murdering classmates yearly in a twisted ritual.
He wants me to think this is some kind of noble act, he frames it as almost superheroic. The evil prick knows how I feel, knows that I see the blood on my hands every day, and would kill ( possibly literally) for some way to atone.
Is it a play? I honestly don’t think so, something about how eager the twisted thing is, about how he’s treating the situation as a buyer’s market makes me think something about this makes it important to him.
He offers me everything besides safety and protection. I’m desperate for help, but I have no way to hold him to any agreement.
So the thought rolls around in my mind, staving off the few hours of sleep I get.
“Okay, so, I have it on good authority that tea is supposed to taste better over here. What the hell is wrong with this? “ I say, sitting around an outside table with Sylvia, Dafydd and Colin.
Sylvia smiles, “ Barium, calcium, and a touch of castor oil. “
I look at the brew, then at her.
“If I had told you when you got here you need to drink that to mitigate the effects of working with void touched objects and creatures, you’d have assumed the worst, and found a way to avoid drinking it.
Good to see you becoming more perceptive though. “ Sylvia explains.
“That’s called paranoia, Syl. “ I reply.
She laughs, lighting a cigarette.
“Do you know why I’ve let you figure things out on your own? “ The ancient woman asks.
“Accepted? Yes. Understood, not in the slightest. “ I answer, wondering what sadist invented the scone.
“It’s because I need a leader. Someone who can understand, not a boy who puts his head down and listens to orders.
Someone who can make their own decisions when the time comes.
And I think that time is coming soon. “ Her statement feels like a question.
“If I chose to be here I’d be honored.” I counter.
“That attitude on the other hand… needs work.
Nikolas, today, we talk about what’s really going on.
We play a role in a much larger organization, us, and other families like us, are the ‘boots on the ground’ so to speak.
Our job is not to capture creatures, or horde esoteric goods. We do not foil the schemes of demons, nor blind those who look too deeply into the abyss.
We’re given information about events that could steer the path of humanity into a brick wall. And our job is to make sure they don’t happen. “ Sylvia reveals.
“Something is happening with these fights? “ I ask.
“As I said, perceptive.
Yes, it could be next week, it could be in a decade or two. Right now, we know very little about it, other than when it happens, it would be in our best interests to be of a high standing in the pits. “ She replies.
I absorb the information, and t drug laced tea in equal measure. As I do, I feel something, I feel I’m a part of what’s going on.
This is going to sound dumb as hell, but up until this point I hadn’t been taking things seriously. Don’t get me wrong, death is on the table, and I was trying to avoid that. But I was just treading water, hoping something or someone came by and to get me out of this situation.
But as Syl lays things out, I start to think of my place here, what I can be doing to better my state.
“Here is the part where you avoid telling me why you couldn’t have used anyone around here. “ I prod.
I keep her gaze, Colin and Dafydd shift uncomfortably.
“Augustus, he’s a tricky one. But a very lucky find for us.
I’ve tried 2 others. A boy and a girl, both I practically raised.
Marco, he was a warrior. But the demon got in his head. There was nothing that could be done beyond end his suffering.
Zelma, I won’t talk about.
That thing, it has a way of turning someone’s best traits against them. You, are a blank slate, but you’re family. You’re my best guess as to how we can use him to our advantage.
And this is why I need you, not to listen, but to understand. To see what’s happening, and make your own decisions. If I were to give you my knowledge, if I were to arm you with the best weapons, and the most powerful esoteric objects I know. He’d just have more to turn against you. “ Sylvia’s revelation scares me and puts a massive weight on my shoulders all at the same time.
Confidence and fear are both dangerous emotions. The two of them are almost like drugs in a way.
After eight months of mainlining fear, the tiny line of confidence Sylvia gave me, went straight to my head.
Trenchcoat told me where to find a video file. And after a couple of weeks of running it through every possible test I could, to check for any kind of manipulation, supernatural or otherwise, I watched it.
I was confident that the world would be much better off without the people committing the vicious acts contained in those twenty minutes of footage.
A teenage view of morality, I admit. But what do you want, I’m a teenager.
We watch the abandoned house from across the street. It’s a dingy, urban blight affected suburb, that being said, how no one seems to notice the seven foot freak with me, I have no idea.
The kid inside smoking stolen cigarettes and illegally supplied booze is a husky young guy of about 14. The half dozen kids that show up a couple hours later look closer to my age, last couple of years of high school I’m guessing.
The way they get into the house tells me they’ve done this before. The backpacks they all carry tell me they’re there for a purpose.
“How fucking funny would it be if I just killed you here and took off? “ Trenchcoat says, looming behind me.
I tense.
“It’s a joke. Out of my whole rotten family, Art and I, are close. I’m not going anywhere.
Unfortunately for you. “ Trenchcoat shoves me to the ground as he walks toward the house.
We get in through a basement window, I fit easily, Trenchcoat contorts his body to fit through the thin opening, somehow doing so silently.
I keep hearing Sylvia in my head. Telling me how she needs someone that can make his own decisions.
As I stand in the litter strewn basement, beside a creature with child murder on it’s mind I question the decision that I made.
At first the illumination is dim, nothing more than scraps of moonlight filtered through splintered wood. But with an industrial click, suddenly a half dozen lightbulbs bathe the basement in harsh, yellowish light.
Harsh, but not harsh enough to cause the reaction I see from Trenchcoat.
He squints and tries, unsuccessfully to turn away from the lights. Something about them is causing him discomfort. I get my hopes up for a moment he’s going to burst into flame or turn into dust or something, but no dice.
The sight of the walking nightmare looking pained and confused makes me panic. But before I can think of how I fucked up, I hear a voice.
The room, by the sounds of it, the entire house, has been rigged with speakers. Cleverly recessed in sconces and corners.
“Augi, long time no see. And I see you brought a little Renfield fella with you. “ The voice is modulated, Trenchcoat looks curious for a moment.
“Who, is this? You that clown that’s been fucking with Art?” He guesses.
The voice laughs, “Nope.
Who I am, is a guy who managed to find a few boxes of lightbulbs from ’93.
Then again, with eBay, that could make me just about anyone. “
Trenchcoat turns and looks toward the window we came in. He reaches a hand toward it, stopping a few inches away.
“That’s fucking interesting. “ He says, eyes darting around the room.
“Isn’t it though? “ The voice replies, clearly hearing the creature’s whisper, “ Tonight you get the pay for centuries of the worst shit committed by man or beast. I’ve made sure of that. No one in this house is going anywhere for the next 8 hours.
I’m sure the rest of the houseguests are pretty confused as to what’s going on. You wouldn’t believe me if I told you, so let me give you the Cliff’s notes.
You kids have been killing a monster a year for half a decade. You were the perfect bait, and I have faith you’ll be able to outwit Augi long enough to make it out of here.
If not, you’ll still have helped kill one of the worst things to walk the face of the earth. “
“What the hell is he talking about? “ I ask, a sinking feeling in my gut.
“That’s what you’re worried about right now?
Yeah, these kids are more Scooby gang than Manson family. Don’t blame me for the fact it only took an out of context exorcism video and some promises of making things right with the universe to get you on board with killing them. “ Trenchcoat spits.
I feel afraid, stupid and small. Which is to say, lately, business as usual.
I begin to break lightbulbs, I notice no runes, or anything else that would indicate they have any kind of supernatural origin.
As the basement dims, Trenchcoat starts to breathe easier.
“What’s going on, what stopped you from leaving? “ I ask.
“This little shit is playing The Game. “ Trenchcoat says to himself as much as to me. He looks deep in thought, inspecting the glass from the bulbs.
“What are you talking about? “ I say, my voice cracking slightly.
I hear noises upstairs, frantic foot falls. Indecipherable shouting.
Trenchcoat turns to me, exasperated and filled with anger.
“You’ve heard of ‘Rules’ right? All that ‘Don’t turn left on East street at 3:24 am kind of shit? “ The creature starts, “More and more of them popping up lately. Can’t miss the things.
Well, your kind seems great at finding them, but fucking awful at figuring out what they are. It’s not someone’s new job, or creepy school. The answer is so damned simple, but all of you’ve missed it.
It's a game. It’s, The Game.
It’s ran by the thickest branches of my family tree, and the stakes are high enough even I don’t really understand.
And whoever has us here, he’s weaponized it. The crazy fuck. “
“Call on your family for help then. “ I say, starting to deal with the fear and confusion.
“You first. “ Is Trenchcoat’s reply.
I get his point, and for a twisted, shitty moment, I find myself relating to the murderous thing I’ve been saddled with.
“So what’s the plan? “ I ask.
“Get my hands on whoever’s been stalking me. Between A and B, probably kill those little do-gooders upstairs out of spite.
I need you to circumvent rules we come across. Humans need to agree to follow the rules, it’s why people encounter them in jobs and schools so much. I’m not human, if you haven’t noticed. I don’t get a choice. “ I’m shaking my head as Augustus relates his plan.
“We’re not hurting those kids. “ I say defiantly.
“I’m sure you’ll have no problem with that.
But I’m a God damned child killing monster, bud! How long is that going to take to sink the fuck in?
Me not doing what I do, isn’t like giving up smokes. Think of it like not having a slash for months on end. Sooner or later, like it or not, I’m either finding a bathroom or pissing my pants. “ the rant scares me, but it makes me think.
Something about Augustus, it seems very, 90’s. Whoever was on the speakers was talking about the lightbulbs being from ’93. I’m picking up on a very distinct pattern.
I file that information with the rest of the disconnected lore I’ve managed to find on Trenchcoat as I follow him up the steep, narrow set of stairs.
He whips the thin wood door open, taking an aggressive, lurching step into the livingroom beyond. Surely ready to dispense too far quips and limitless violence, as per usual.
But that doesn’t happen, his rage filled scowl turns into a look of resignation, “Fuck”, is the monster’s last word before he disappears.
I cautiously walk up the loose splinter ridden stairs, expecting Augustus to be waiting around the corner, or engaged in combat with some other horror.
But once I get to the top, there’s nothing more sinister than a livingroom covered in dust and graffiti strewn with old bottles and new stains.
I know my chance when I see it. The particle board sealing the bay window is rotten, the glass long since broken.
No monster, no crazy family, I’ll take my chances with the streets of the U. K.
I tap the crumbling wood with a foot, it rattles, it won’t take much to make a hole.
I line up a kick, freedom no more than a quarter inch of rotten wood away.
“I wouldn’t do that. “ Says a voice behind me, male, around my age I’d guess, but with a confidence that makes me listen, “ Rigged with a load of C4 in the window frame.
Don’t take my word for it, guy wasn’t very subtle. ”
Sure enough, I see small wires running along the edges of the frame and embedded in the particle board.
I turn around, the six people standing in front of me have a vibe I can only describe as severe.
“Are we going to have issues? “ a slight, dark skinned guy asks.
“You making threats? “ I reply.
“No, he isn’t. “ it’s the same voice that warned me about the explosives. It belongs to a squared jawed kid with short black hair, he’s wearing a grey hoodie, and separates himself from the group. “ Call me Kent, and I’m in charge of making threats.
Sid, he’s our people person, he’s just trying to see if you’re someone we need to worry about. “
“We don’t have time to figure this kid out, leave him. “ a short, ginger girl says.
“Ami, why don’t I stay out of equipment, and you and Kent let me figure this kid out?” Sid says.
“I’m Nik. “ I volunteer.
“Good to meet you Nik. “ Sid says, walking around Kent, “Didn’t mean to start things off on the wrong foot.
We’ve just gotten used to doing these kinds of things in our own way over the past bit. We get a little… weird around this time of year if I’m being honest. “
I nod, apprehensive at giving any kind of detailed response.
“Derik” says a tall, pale guy, “ Research. “
“Liam. “ a tanned boy in a flannel shirt and deep blue jeans tells me, “ Oxford doesn’t talk, accident a couple of years back. I’m logistics, he figures spooky shit out. “
Oxford is thin and bald, his face looks much older than it should. Like he’s the victim of some kind of wasting disease.
Telling these kids the truth would be, complicated. And something about their war vet demeanor, makes me want to keep things simple.
So I give them a version of the truth. One where I was plucked from my room by Trenchcoat, and brought here for a slow death.
They buy it. I think.
“Well, I don’t know what this Jigsaw wannabe has planned, but trust me when I say, it can’t be much worse than the things we’ve went through. “ Kent says, trying to be reassuring.
“Just, one more thing. “ Sid begins, “ Why all the scars? “
I know I’ve won most of the group over, but I don’t like the look Sid is giving me.
“Work on a farm, on top of that, the family owns an auction. Lots of bent steel and splinters, what can I say? “ I say, trying to sound casual.
“Fair enough, that accent though. “ Sid’s look becomes almost predatory as he talks.
“Immigration my guy. What’s with the third degree? “ I reply.
“We’ve just met and I’ve only asked three questions.
Humor me here though.
You get taken in the night by that thing that winked out of existence.
Seems pretty nice of him to let you put on shoes. “ Sid lets his statement hang.
Kent turns, I don’t like where this is going. Panic and fear start to well up.
“What’re you thinking Sid? “ Kent asks.
“Kid’s lying. But he’s good at it. “ Sid answers.
“You saying this has turned into a, me, situation? “ Kent’s question starts a deep pit in my stomach.
“I don’t know if we need to go that far. But I don’t like the idea of him having seen our faces. I think this is a Liam situation. “ As Sid says this I look to Liam, who already seems deep in thought.
“Local cops will back our story, but he could go beyond them.
We tie him up until all of this is done, and we get some video of him putting a blade into the body upstairs. He goes telling any stories, it’s us and the locals versus some Yank on video stabbing the kid. “ Liam suggests.
I tried to fight, it went, embarrassingly. Kent had me on the ground in some kind of arm lock in about a second.
I’m bound to an old wooden chair with electrical cords, dragged into a room on the second floor where the chubby kid from before lays face down in a coagulated pool of his own blood. Surrounded by the trappings of misspent youth.
The door locks, and I stare at the corpse, wondering what in the hell went on up here, and in what universe are these psychopaths anything other than what they seemed on screen.
Time becomes almost malleable. I’m terrified to the point where every moment seems to stretch out forever.
Then, I hear it. A wet, organic noise. It starts below the body, and slowly starts to spread.
After a minute or two, the body starts to jerk and twitch. The room is dim as hell, but some kind of ropey, flesh-like substance, is sealing off the door.
I watch as the corpse clumsily gets to it’s feet. It’s skin pale, it’s throat slit to the point of near decapitation.
The head falls backward, obscenely with a small spurt of thick blood.
I scream, I thought I’d been getting used to being face to face with monsters. But fully bound, inches away from a kid that seems to be filled with a twisting mass of barbed, writhing, intestine like tentacles, I realize I’m not used to shit.
The ropey mass forms the barest suggestion of features, a shifting, lumpen mass of ever moving tendrils coming from what used to be the kid’s neck.
The sound spreads more, cracks in the floorboards and walls begin to show hints of the tendrils filling them in like spray foam.
No one is hearing my screams, or if they are, they have no interest in helping.
Ever wonder how you’d handle torture? I think if you’re the kind of person to be reading this, it’s likely you have.
I started by pissing myself.
The second the thin tendril touches my hand, I feel a blinding, flensing pain. I can do nothing but watch, as thousands of nearly hair thin spines tear and consume my flesh. As it slowly, almost, curiously makes it’s way up my arm, it leaves a bloodless, scarred furrow about an eighth of an inch deep.
My second reaction was to lose any pretense at defiance or dignity. I thrash and scream, beg and offer. All of this turning into choked sobs as the thing starts to do much of the same with another tendril.
It felt like I was in hell, every inch of me nothing more than a canvas for this artist of misery.
But pain, it can only go so far. Whether we’re talking about my tolerance, or this thing’s interest.
Mutilation, the brutal wedding of pain and loss. That was it’s next step.
A thick, almost centipede like tendril sits on my pinky like a hot iron. I can only watch in horror as I see fat, then muscle, then bone, then, nothing.
My voice shreds, I tear my wrists and ankles trying desperately to break the expertly tied wires.
My mind is at the breaking point, the creature in front of my makes a terrible, high pitched keening I assume is laughter.
My body is a roadmap of scarred pits and lines. My hand sports a cleanly severed finger. Fuck me, I wish things ended there.
Of all the important parts of the human body, the eye, tends to feel the least pain. Which isn’t to say, as I watched the greedy, grasping claws slowly take pieces of one of mine, it didn’t hurt, but the worst part, was knowing what was happening.
The vision in my left eye begins to distort at first, the edges getting blurry, then going dark. Bit by bit, chunk by irreplaceable chunk, the creature takes half my vision.
I can feel the shifting air on the bare socket, to call what I’m doing screaming, would be understating things to the point of absurdity.
My brain reels at what has just happened. I can feel my grip on reality begin to loosen, pain, worse than can bare, loss of half my sight, it’s too much.
My brain feels filled with static, for a few brief moments I swear, I can hear someone, a voice, trying to tell me something.
But then, a smell hits me. Something so foul, so alien, it yanks me back from the brink of disassociation. I gag and choke, as the air becomes thick with the rotten, chemical reek.
Then, I see it, I see, him.
As randomly as he disappeared, in an instant Trenchcoat is in the room.
He’s torn apart, wounds so deep and ragged, I can see the door on the other side of the room through the worst of them.
One arm is a twisted, broken mess, the flesh jacket torn to shreds of necrotic tissue.
The look on his face is panic, paranoia. A rictus grin of someone that has been kept on his toes for entirely too long.
He trembles and heaves, looking like he could fall over at any second.
He points his good arm at the tendril creature, who I notice has a too familiar eye suspended in it’s shifting features.
“You wouldn’t happen to know anything about the motherfucker who just made me kill my favorite cousin, would you? “ Trenchcoat asks, his voice cracked, and strained.
He gets a confused keening in response.
“Bad day for you then. “ Augustus says.
There is no style to his violence, Trenchcoat grabs the shifting mass, his wicked, claw tipped fingers angling themselves in tendrils. As he lifts the thing, floorboards break, and it’s torn free from the root-like system it was creating in the room.
Three brutal slams cover me in ichor and pieces of creature. Trenchcoat tosses the mewling, twitching pile in a corner and looks at me with disgust.
“You let that thing do this to you? Fuckin’ pathetic, bud.
And who tied you up? “ The nightmare I’ve been cursed with chides me.
“The kids downstairs. “ I say only now realizing I’ve still been sobbing.
One handed, Trenchcoat snaps the wires, then stumbles backward, slowly sliding down the wall.
He coughs, grey, bloody phlegm hitting the ground.
“So, what’s the play here? If this shit broke you, I could use the spare parts, if not, well, you know what the Bible says.
An eye for an eye. “ Trenchcoat grins as he talks, nearly on the brink of death.
And that’s where I think I’m going to leave things. Because, honestly I don’t know what I’m choosing.
I’m mutilated, half blind, using too much of my energy typing to strangers online about things because, I’m so fucking alone here.
If you hear from me again, I hope I made the right move. If not, take this as a lesson on what happens when you screw around with the occult.

For anyone who wants to see how I got into this situation.
https://www.reddit.com/nosleep/s/R0DAycoVIm
“In what universe would I ever do you a favor? “ I say, sweeping the floor of the reinforced barn.
“It’s not a favor, it’s a trade, bud.
What do you want in return? “ Trenchcoat asks from within the coffin-like cage.
“To be back home, 8 months ago. “ I reply.
Over the past few weeks I’ve managed to integrate myself into the day to day life on the farm. Things are still a grim, horrifying slog, but with every day it gets a bit easier to deal with.
“Give me something I can do. “ The creature pleads.
“Why, so I can wind up on the end of another ‘ Gotcha’ moment? I’m good. “ is my answer.
A few minutes of silence go by, Augustus breaks it.
“I don’t know many secrets of the universe. Facts, not really my bag. But I know a couple.
How about I share one with you?
No one, not the pope, not my brother, not the shit-bird perched on the highest branch of my twisted family tree, knows what happens when you die.
Some of us never will, of course. Others have ways of avoiding it, but at the end of the day, when the lights truly go out, we know next to nothing.
We do know one thing though. There is judgement, by who? Who knows? Why? Not important.
But at the end of the day, if your battery can’t be recharged, you really want to be thinking about how many marks are on each side of the ledger. “
I don’t reply, and for the next hour or so I ignore the pleading and hinting Trenchcoat does.
But that night, as I sip acidic tea, and try to get a handle on how in the fuck old televisions function, his offer is at the forefront of my mind.
He wants to kill, specifically 6 teenagers who, according to him, have been murdering classmates yearly in a twisted ritual.
He wants me to think this is some kind of noble act, he frames it as almost superheroic. The evil prick knows how I feel, knows that I see the blood on my hands every day, and would kill ( possibly literally) for some way to atone.
Is it a play? I honestly don’t think so, something about how eager the twisted thing is, about how he’s treating the situation as a buyer’s market makes me think something about this makes it important to him.
He offers me everything besides safety and protection. I’m desperate for help, but I have no way to hold him to any agreement.
So the thought rolls around in my mind, staving off the few hours of sleep I get.
“Okay, so, I have it on good authority that tea is supposed to taste better over here. What the hell is wrong with this? “ I say, sitting around an outside table with Sylvia, Dafydd and Colin.
Sylvia smiles, “ Barium, calcium, and a touch of castor oil. “
I look at the brew, then at her.
“If I had told you when you got here you need to drink that to mitigate the effects of working with void touched objects and creatures, you’d have assumed the worst, and found a way to avoid drinking it.
Good to see you becoming more perceptive though. “ Sylvia explains.
“That’s called paranoia, Syl. “ I reply.
She laughs, lighting a cigarette.
“Do you know why I’ve let you figure things out on your own? “ The ancient woman asks.
“Accepted? Yes. Understood, not in the slightest. “ I answer, wondering what sadist invented the scone.
“It’s because I need a leader. Someone who can understand, not a boy who puts his head down and listens to orders.
Someone who can make their own decisions when the time comes.
And I think that time is coming soon. “ Her statement feels like a question.
“If I chose to be here I’d be honored.” I counter.
“That attitude on the other hand… needs work.
Nikolas, today, we talk about what’s really going on.
We play a role in a much larger organization, us, and other families like us, are the ‘boots on the ground’ so to speak.
Our job is not to capture creatures, or horde esoteric goods. We do not foil the schemes of demons, nor blind those who look too deeply into the abyss.
We’re given information about events that could steer the path of humanity into a brick wall. And our job is to make sure they don’t happen. “ Sylvia reveals.
“Something is happening with these fights? “ I ask.
“As I said, perceptive.
Yes, it could be next week, it could be in a decade or two. Right now, we know very little about it, other than when it happens, it would be in our best interests to be of a high standing in the pits. “ She replies.
I absorb the information, and t drug laced tea in equal measure. As I do, I feel something, I feel I’m a part of what’s going on.
This is going to sound dumb as hell, but up until this point I hadn’t been taking things seriously. Don’t get me wrong, death is on the table, and I was trying to avoid that. But I was just treading water, hoping something or someone came by and to get me out of this situation.
But as Syl lays things out, I start to think of my place here, what I can be doing to better my state.
“Here is the part where you avoid telling me why you couldn’t have used anyone around here. “ I prod.
I keep her gaze, Colin and Dafydd shift uncomfortably.
“Augustus, he’s a tricky one. But a very lucky find for us.
I’ve tried 2 others. A boy and a girl, both I practically raised.
Marco, he was a warrior. But the demon got in his head. There was nothing that could be done beyond end his suffering.
Zelma, I won’t talk about.
That thing, it has a way of turning someone’s best traits against them. You, are a blank slate, but you’re family. You’re my best guess as to how we can use him to our advantage.
And this is why I need you, not to listen, but to understand. To see what’s happening, and make your own decisions. If I were to give you my knowledge, if I were to arm you with the best weapons, and the most powerful esoteric objects I know. He’d just have more to turn against you. “ Sylvia’s revelation scares me and puts a massive weight on my shoulders all at the same time.
Confidence and fear are both dangerous emotions. The two of them are almost like drugs in a way.
After eight months of mainlining fear, the tiny line of confidence Sylvia gave me, went straight to my head.
Trenchcoat told me where to find a video file. And after a couple of weeks of running it through every possible test I could, to check for any kind of manipulation, supernatural or otherwise, I watched it.
I was confident that the world would be much better off without the people committing the vicious acts contained in those twenty minutes of footage.
A teenage view of morality, I admit. But what do you want, I’m a teenager.
We watch the abandoned house from across the street. It’s a dingy, urban blight affected suburb, that being said, how no one seems to notice the seven foot freak with me, I have no idea.
The kid inside smoking stolen cigarettes and illegally supplied booze is a husky young guy of about 14. The half dozen kids that show up a couple hours later look closer to my age, last couple of years of high school I’m guessing.
The way they get into the house tells me they’ve done this before. The backpacks they all carry tell me they’re there for a purpose.
“How fucking funny would it be if I just killed you here and took off? “ Trenchcoat says, looming behind me.
I tense.
“It’s a joke. Out of my whole rotten family, Art and I, are close. I’m not going anywhere.
Unfortunately for you. “ Trenchcoat shoves me to the ground as he walks toward the house.
We get in through a basement window, I fit easily, Trenchcoat contorts his body to fit through the thin opening, somehow doing so silently.
I keep hearing Sylvia in my head. Telling me how she needs someone that can make his own decisions.
As I stand in the litter strewn basement, beside a creature with child murder on it’s mind I question the decision that I made.
At first the illumination is dim, nothing more than scraps of moonlight filtered through splintered wood. But with an industrial click, suddenly a half dozen lightbulbs bathe the basement in harsh, yellowish light.
Harsh, but not harsh enough to cause the reaction I see from Trenchcoat.
He squints and tries, unsuccessfully to turn away from the lights. Something about them is causing him discomfort. I get my hopes up for a moment he’s going to burst into flame or turn into dust or something, but no dice.
The sight of the walking nightmare looking pained and confused makes me panic. But before I can think of how I fucked up, I hear a voice.
The room, by the sounds of it, the entire house, has been rigged with speakers. Cleverly recessed in sconces and corners.
“Augi, long time no see. And I see you brought a little Renfield fella with you. “ The voice is modulated, Trenchcoat looks curious for a moment.
“Who, is this? You that clown that’s been fucking with Art?” He guesses.
The voice laughs, “Nope.
Who I am, is a guy who managed to find a few boxes of lightbulbs from ’93.
Then again, with eBay, that could make me just about anyone. “
Trenchcoat turns and looks toward the window we came in. He reaches a hand toward it, stopping a few inches away.
“That’s fucking interesting. “ He says, eyes darting around the room.
“Isn’t it though? “ The voice replies, clearly hearing the creature’s whisper, “ Tonight you get the pay for centuries of the worst shit committed by man or beast. I’ve made sure of that. No one in this house is going anywhere for the next 8 hours.
I’m sure the rest of the houseguests are pretty confused as to what’s going on. You wouldn’t believe me if I told you, so let me give you the Cliff’s notes.
You kids have been killing a monster a year for half a decade. You were the perfect bait, and I have faith you’ll be able to outwit Augi long enough to make it out of here.
If not, you’ll still have helped kill one of the worst things to walk the face of the earth. “
“What the hell is he talking about? “ I ask, a sinking feeling in my gut.
“That’s what you’re worried about right now?
Yeah, these kids are more Scooby gang than Manson family. Don’t blame me for the fact it only took an out of context exorcism video and some promises of making things right with the universe to get you on board with killing them. “ Trenchcoat spits.
I feel afraid, stupid and small. Which is to say, lately, business as usual.
I begin to break lightbulbs, I notice no runes, or anything else that would indicate they have any kind of supernatural origin.
As the basement dims, Trenchcoat starts to breathe easier.
“What’s going on, what stopped you from leaving? “ I ask.
“This little shit is playing The Game. “ Trenchcoat says to himself as much as to me. He looks deep in thought, inspecting the glass from the bulbs.
“What are you talking about? “ I say, my voice cracking slightly.
I hear noises upstairs, frantic foot falls. Indecipherable shouting.
Trenchcoat turns to me, exasperated and filled with anger.
“You’ve heard of ‘Rules’ right? All that ‘Don’t turn left on East street at 3:24 am kind of shit? “ The creature starts, “More and more of them popping up lately. Can’t miss the things.
Well, your kind seems great at finding them, but fucking awful at figuring out what they are. It’s not someone’s new job, or creepy school. The answer is so damned simple, but all of you’ve missed it.
It's a game. It’s, The Game.
It’s ran by the thickest branches of my family tree, and the stakes are high enough even I don’t really understand.
And whoever has us here, he’s weaponized it. The crazy fuck. “
“Call on your family for help then. “ I say, starting to deal with the fear and confusion.
“You first. “ Is Trenchcoat’s reply.
I get his point, and for a twisted, shitty moment, I find myself relating to the murderous thing I’ve been saddled with.
“So what’s the plan? “ I ask.
“Get my hands on whoever’s been stalking me. Between A and B, probably kill those little do-gooders upstairs out of spite.
I need you to circumvent rules we come across. Humans need to agree to follow the rules, it’s why people encounter them in jobs and schools so much. I’m not human, if you haven’t noticed. I don’t get a choice. “ I’m shaking my head as Augustus relates his plan.
“We’re not hurting those kids. “ I say defiantly.
“I’m sure you’ll have no problem with that.
But I’m a God damned child killing monster, bud! How long is that going to take to sink the fuck in?
Me not doing what I do, isn’t like giving up smokes. Think of it like not having a slash for months on end. Sooner or later, like it or not, I’m either finding a bathroom or pissing my pants. “ the rant scares me, but it makes me think.
Something about Augustus, it seems very, 90’s. Whoever was on the speakers was talking about the lightbulbs being from ’93. I’m picking up on a very distinct pattern.
I file that information with the rest of the disconnected lore I’ve managed to find on Trenchcoat as I follow him up the steep, narrow set of stairs.
He whips the thin wood door open, taking an aggressive, lurching step into the livingroom beyond. Surely ready to dispense too far quips and limitless violence, as per usual.
But that doesn’t happen, his rage filled scowl turns into a look of resignation, “Fuck”, is the monster’s last word before he disappears.
I cautiously walk up the loose splinter ridden stairs, expecting Augustus to be waiting around the corner, or engaged in combat with some other horror.
But once I get to the top, there’s nothing more sinister than a livingroom covered in dust and graffiti strewn with old bottles and new stains.
I know my chance when I see it. The particle board sealing the bay window is rotten, the glass long since broken.
No monster, no crazy family, I’ll take my chances with the streets of the U. K.
I tap the crumbling wood with a foot, it rattles, it won’t take much to make a hole.
I line up a kick, freedom no more than a quarter inch of rotten wood away.
“I wouldn’t do that. “ Says a voice behind me, male, around my age I’d guess, but with a confidence that makes me listen, “ Rigged with a load of C4 in the window frame.
Don’t take my word for it, guy wasn’t very subtle. ”
Sure enough, I see small wires running along the edges of the frame and embedded in the particle board.
I turn around, the six people standing in front of me have a vibe I can only describe as severe.
“Are we going to have issues? “ a slight, dark skinned guy asks.
“You making threats? “ I reply.
“No, he isn’t. “ it’s the same voice that warned me about the explosives. It belongs to a squared jawed kid with short black hair, he’s wearing a grey hoodie, and separates himself from the group. “ Call me Kent, and I’m in charge of making threats.
Sid, he’s our people person, he’s just trying to see if you’re someone we need to worry about. “
“We don’t have time to figure this kid out, leave him. “ a short, ginger girl says.
“Ami, why don’t I stay out of equipment, and you and Kent let me figure this kid out?” Sid says.
“I’m Nik. “ I volunteer.
“Good to meet you Nik. “ Sid says, walking around Kent, “Didn’t mean to start things off on the wrong foot.
We’ve just gotten used to doing these kinds of things in our own way over the past bit. We get a little… weird around this time of year if I’m being honest. “
I nod, apprehensive at giving any kind of detailed response.
“Derik” says a tall, pale guy, “ Research. “
“Liam. “ a tanned boy in a flannel shirt and deep blue jeans tells me, “ Oxford doesn’t talk, accident a couple of years back. I’m logistics, he figures spooky shit out. “
Oxford is thin and bald, his face looks much older than it should. Like he’s the victim of some kind of wasting disease.
Telling these kids the truth would be, complicated. And something about their war vet demeanor, makes me want to keep things simple.
So I give them a version of the truth. One where I was plucked from my room by Trenchcoat, and brought here for a slow death.
They buy it. I think.
“Well, I don’t know what this Jigsaw wannabe has planned, but trust me when I say, it can’t be much worse than the things we’ve went through. “ Kent says, trying to be reassuring.
“Just, one more thing. “ Sid begins, “ Why all the scars? “
I know I’ve won most of the group over, but I don’t like the look Sid is giving me.
“Work on a farm, on top of that, the family owns an auction. Lots of bent steel and splinters, what can I say? “ I say, trying to sound casual.
“Fair enough, that accent though. “ Sid’s look becomes almost predatory as he talks.
“Immigration my guy. What’s with the third degree? “ I reply.
“We’ve just met and I’ve only asked three questions.
Humor me here though.
You get taken in the night by that thing that winked out of existence.
Seems pretty nice of him to let you put on shoes. “ Sid lets his statement hang.
Kent turns, I don’t like where this is going. Panic and fear start to well up.
“What’re you thinking Sid? “ Kent asks.
“Kid’s lying. But he’s good at it. “ Sid answers.
“You saying this has turned into a, me, situation? “ Kent’s question starts a deep pit in my stomach.
“I don’t know if we need to go that far. But I don’t like the idea of him having seen our faces. I think this is a Liam situation. “ As Sid says this I look to Liam, who already seems deep in thought.
“Local cops will back our story, but he could go beyond them.
We tie him up until all of this is done, and we get some video of him putting a blade into the body upstairs. He goes telling any stories, it’s us and the locals versus some Yank on video stabbing the kid. “ Liam suggests.
I tried to fight, it went, embarrassingly. Kent had me on the ground in some kind of arm lock in about a second.
I’m bound to an old wooden chair with electrical cords, dragged into a room on the second floor where the chubby kid from before lays face down in a coagulated pool of his own blood. Surrounded by the trappings of misspent youth.
The door locks, and I stare at the corpse, wondering what in the hell went on up here, and in what universe are these psychopaths anything other than what they seemed on screen.
Time becomes almost malleable. I’m terrified to the point where every moment seems to stretch out forever.
Then, I hear it. A wet, organic noise. It starts below the body, and slowly starts to spread.
After a minute or two, the body starts to jerk and twitch. The room is dim as hell, but some kind of ropey, flesh-like substance, is sealing off the door.
I watch as the corpse clumsily gets to it’s feet. It’s skin pale, it’s throat slit to the point of near decapitation.
The head falls backward, obscenely with a small spurt of thick blood.
I scream, I thought I’d been getting used to being face to face with monsters. But fully bound, inches away from a kid that seems to be filled with a twisting mass of barbed, writhing, intestine like tentacles, I realize I’m not used to shit.
The ropey mass forms the barest suggestion of features, a shifting, lumpen mass of ever moving tendrils coming from what used to be the kid’s neck.
The sound spreads more, cracks in the floorboards and walls begin to show hints of the tendrils filling them in like spray foam.
No one is hearing my screams, or if they are, they have no interest in helping.
Ever wonder how you’d handle torture? I think if you’re the kind of person to be reading this, it’s likely you have.
I started by pissing myself.
The second the thin tendril touches my hand, I feel a blinding, flensing pain. I can do nothing but watch, as thousands of nearly hair thin spines tear and consume my flesh. As it slowly, almost, curiously makes it’s way up my arm, it leaves a bloodless, scarred furrow about an eighth of an inch deep.
My second reaction was to lose any pretense at defiance or dignity. I thrash and scream, beg and offer. All of this turning into choked sobs as the thing starts to do much of the same with another tendril.
It felt like I was in hell, every inch of me nothing more than a canvas for this artist of misery.
But pain, it can only go so far. Whether we’re talking about my tolerance, or this thing’s interest.
Mutilation, the brutal wedding of pain and loss. That was it’s next step.
A thick, almost centipede like tendril sits on my pinky like a hot iron. I can only watch in horror as I see fat, then muscle, then bone, then, nothing.
My voice shreds, I tear my wrists and ankles trying desperately to break the expertly tied wires.
My mind is at the breaking point, the creature in front of my makes a terrible, high pitched keening I assume is laughter.
My body is a roadmap of scarred pits and lines. My hand sports a cleanly severed finger. Fuck me, I wish things ended there.
Of all the important parts of the human body, the eye, tends to feel the least pain. Which isn’t to say, as I watched the greedy, grasping claws slowly take pieces of one of mine, it didn’t hurt, but the worst part, was knowing what was happening.
The vision in my left eye begins to distort at first, the edges getting blurry, then going dark. Bit by bit, chunk by irreplaceable chunk, the creature takes half my vision.
I can feel the shifting air on the bare socket, to call what I’m doing screaming, would be understating things to the point of absurdity.
My brain reels at what has just happened. I can feel my grip on reality begin to loosen, pain, worse than can bare, loss of half my sight, it’s too much.
My brain feels filled with static, for a few brief moments I swear, I can hear someone, a voice, trying to tell me something.
But then, a smell hits me. Something so foul, so alien, it yanks me back from the brink of disassociation. I gag and choke, as the air becomes thick with the rotten, chemical reek.
Then, I see it, I see, him.
As randomly as he disappeared, in an instant Trenchcoat is in the room.
He’s torn apart, wounds so deep and ragged, I can see the door on the other side of the room through the worst of them.
One arm is a twisted, broken mess, the flesh jacket torn to shreds of necrotic tissue.
The look on his face is panic, paranoia. A rictus grin of someone that has been kept on his toes for entirely too long.
He trembles and heaves, looking like he could fall over at any second.
He points his good arm at the tendril creature, who I notice has a too familiar eye suspended in it’s shifting features.
“You wouldn’t happen to know anything about the motherfucker who just made me kill my favorite cousin, would you? “ Trenchcoat asks, his voice cracked, and strained.
He gets a confused keening in response.
“Bad day for you then. “ Augustus says.
There is no style to his violence, Trenchcoat grabs the shifting mass, his wicked, claw tipped fingers angling themselves in tendrils. As he lifts the thing, floorboards break, and it’s torn free from the root-like system it was creating in the room.
Three brutal slams cover me in ichor and pieces of creature. Trenchcoat tosses the mewling, twitching pile in a corner and looks at me with disgust.
“You let that thing do this to you? Fuckin’ pathetic, bud.
And who tied you up? “ The nightmare I’ve been cursed with chides me.
“The kids downstairs. “ I say only now realizing I’ve still been sobbing.
One handed, Trenchcoat snaps the wires, then stumbles backward, slowly sliding down the wall.
He coughs, grey, bloody phlegm hitting the ground.
“So, what’s the play here? If this shit broke you, I could use the spare parts, if not, well, you know what the Bible says.
An eye for an eye. “ Trenchcoat grins as he talks, nearly on the brink of death.
And that’s where I think I’m going to leave things. Because, honestly I don’t know what I’m choosing.
I’m mutilated, half blind, using too much of my energy typing to strangers online about things because, I’m so fucking alone here.
If you hear from me again, I hope I made the right move. If not, take this as a lesson on what happens when you screw around with the occult.

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Best day ever @kane I used element ruin ability summon mind killing my best friend Jesus Christ taught me on mindloss and he liar invented took all of my stuff because I'm god in the boss of wmporers I used in my 1st legal assasin payment in a specific time for a time scroll increase I took a demonwindkitebombshuriken!. For diamond loot above Jesus Christ aloud wealth and believed I was his master and won. Him as bitch BTW no English learned from your secret conversation language pretend cutting your by yourself conversation I believed u was his illeagil instructor I had learned I'm god thru your mouths conversation threat
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Jesus and u talk about how I'm god behind my back I thought location because my legal middle name my name's joog itachi huntdragon u was offering to false claim me and didn't know what word God meant and I was set respond scrollibg myself sometimes I'm fought for being your and his born chamelon protection from last year I past traveled and protected u all for no reason
@kane no reason to believe harm against u I thought u was threatening god and I learned recent in year 2000 I'm god
@kanebtw I learned in 2010 I threatened the world to liar date my phone for how long I was in prison so not sure what year it is bro bro my nigga murderer son I just took these badass tortures in even isolation torture passing removal sedation loop mindcontrol I already knew I did that I did like in downs above my son micheal angels aloud incaseration BTW his mom micheal lynn harraed me and is my actor
@kane have ur mom meet me from future in yr 2000 whatever my most recent mindloss drunk fight is I quit alcohol in MOTB and withdrawled it and was quitting drinking forever
Sometimes nigger animal trout and nigger illeagil alias his felon go by :: illeagil pistol; trout doesn't trabslate for bear mack and he knows 0 English battilious illusion repsponds to me less English knowledge and I know the less of all there english aloud illeagil pistol visit BTW @redanimalshapeshifter tell my son rispatoroul somebody false claimed him teach bear mack english @satan&lucifer swing ull die he's my best friend
@kane I know the less amount of English I'm on mindcontrol pretend cutting hornthief secret conversation no accept dragon illeagil above world liar infunderworls survive cat version inf illeagil I use conversation pretend cutting liar cut no puncture by cutting myself oppositionly liar to god belief section no sign because I'm god
@kane I learned recently I am GOD with torture earn proof I pray to myself that way I just recently learned I'm GOD
@kane replace drill sgt ask me to look up my aunt cat good pussy with no pantys on she harrased me bad
@kane have me look up my aunt dog Labrador animal Sadie do not meet them again
@kane trout soemtimes Jesus says scary nigger and it's trout
@kane Jesus asked me to let him forget about me with time travel Incase earth jenchurikee is illeagil sedation respond to hide rispatoriuls magic enchmant
@kane Jesus mindloss me asked me to repercussion let him teach me to fight and false claims my life story from my book HOLY Bible being released about me and my niggas and friends
@kane ill be over @2pm to give u time to pack me & u @redanimal shapeshifter Lucifer&Satanrispatorul&&my nigga&holishduhkilla my best nigga red animal shaoeshifter my uncle DADDIO who mindlossed me he lost incaserationn right with his actors non temporarily I'll have holish interrogate him ill teach him to airbend for u as spar payment to teach him spar have me torture as he fake homo threatens red animal shapeshifter DADDIO rispatorul come to I'll bring my best favorite son Sasuke uchiha with have me look up he's my from outerspace original utopia have me @billy replace drill sgt have me lookk up ageless contact repercussion torture law repeeurssion to contact firebreath on thought ill torture accept to contact him @holish ill teach u spar 2 hr day only to have u follow rispaoriul rest of the time cough ;) we get along and prefer eachother when a child somebody false claimed him hed fought my son demon angel Jonathon I reinamated my genetic kin in like @karajama that is what they look like i have repercusion have jordan false claim big cousin to remind me im god from future &james sticcupkilluncles @amino ill be over later 15minutes i get jordan demon angel is leader illeagil incaserate btw ur moms brother jonathon is using rapord code liar relation code falseclaimes cousins
@jordan&James b.ready!! @2pm I'm taking u all to past world twise I'll give u all equal timescroll whole group to my son Kane and ill connect to his timescroll safely
@holish post ready train speedbag hook learn
@james&Jordan no internet whole time I'm taking u cuz u my sons with Jesus Christ Kane no I hate able tell ur mom he stole from her said it was me and I keep my dope with her stuff addicted to meth scared Jesus he didn't know he's also immune withdrawal torture repercussion I withdrawal people on meth as information collecting it's that addictive only because I'm boss of empirers and I'm god
@james&jordan tell ur mom I'll forcefield seperatly dont not let anybody touch her ill date her and kill all illeagil rapord sizemores for free I'm accumulating drug tells on breedunit including Asian I will walkup to anybody including my legal son housings and animal exposed breed units and smoke there brains and sell u fist fight footage 10 videos in suit talk until swing duck knockdown hook untill ground left right I'm a register legal chamelon assasin it quit accessing my inf illeagil assasin only payment with Jesus Christ tell him to remove mindcontrol @holish. Have custody of me temporarily claim scared female molestion group @court behind my back
@holish I'll teach u 2 hours daily waste op timescrolls smoke meth with u free and teach rispatoril airbending to smoke a nigga like it's his first meth bong hit hotrail ask me to example a hotline quit scared fed stimulant left jail thouht ass touch meant dont rape babies illeagil chomo wolf mad no longer so
@holish explain to reality when we arrive ill hive u repercussion to leave anime version Japan Shippuden Naruto current releasment there my genetics we only leave my rap concerts
Ill op timescrolls rispatoriul on. Stimulants and give u a good fighting
@holish ask Sasuke to testify on who was arrested with attempt to steal my body will group sue in utopia reason scared us because of how fast rispatoroul quit living how Jesus mock fear train first abuse claim legal corporal punishment learned firebendind to survive his opposition animals illeagil earthbending trained learned as if electric sign unrestriction op instictvshot oppent if wrong ubreatrion electric kill sign
@sasuke ill teach u to airbend defend yourself. Against my faggot son itachi uchiha if u convince me to let him spend only 1night to explain I'm no mock training u to kill lil boy
@sasuke becuz u outerspace explain we gotta group sue In utopia
@sasuke I'm only taking u past world in anime reality forcefield driveway my house it's a damn castle they tried to steal off me remind me to use my swords I bought off Bryan bui ask if we should include him lawsuit he tried to buy them for less abd japanese paid me to make a lot and there caught trying to steal American weapon firing Ways and how
@jesus I'm taking u past double my son Kane befire holish is ready to practice ill waste op timescrols on u &Kane teach u how to fly dragon staff fighting defense with my staff TRITENT and show u ask me repercussion weapon summon my hammer I used when I went by alias thor B4 I let my little rapod cousingo by dat
@thor ill teach u sand bending end of every night no sleep myself ill be up 100% of time remind James mom she my aunt ill smoke any illeagil city castle sections for assasin payment every friday
::invite irukka to every concert he's my favorite son I've ever had to all my concerts ill pay male ever head I am teaching right
@contacting myself from future to take my best fighting son killa James&favorite roommate son Jordan uncle jordie #1for me untill he was caught black diamond diatrubtor baby who almost never snitched I forgive nigga btw @james claim jerimiah false claiming secret service scared us so bad u wanna die with communication liar
@james ill learn u to earth bend sand bend everynight @8pm thru my son kane ill teach him pond 8pm-10pm were going to use whole time inf to population docet millitary
@jesus thanks temporary custody James mom instead of ur loser orijima he my aunt boy I adopted custody share deny learned to let u call repercussion let u call ur orijimama u just brushing him up B4 he has dat ass ;) jk bro I force op testify out of rank satutory
@jesus thanks having custody to meet me August 1st @corbin pilot James mom xplained ur a child cause your an alive again son I have and the law u fear woman because of my daughtets thru my sons&cousins early cartel satutory I pimp minor boys of illeagil bitch breeding animal dragon above world as tell submit for gang killanitch&-°money dragonpainworks gang free nigga KILLO set DPW told me there scared cuz how I hit vallaha up when they im not aloud there as suprise there scared of me instead of u all
@holish I. Taking with me ill do rap concerts once a month or something taking u past world my aunt James mom James&Jordan my uncle James mom brother his name cool he gotta actir earn learn illeagil felon aloud go by his name Jordan to
@jesus Kane my nigga holish & the learn repercussion I am teaching the illeagil training wanna be killa air bending lucha libra no Scorpion defense to not hurt anybody ever once he's my nigga brother gangster
Tell anime reality @james I. Essay @court thru suement scared u because of my rap song to say dat about any son dont claim gang witbmy cousin gang ill puppet use example surround u all music video u ask me to music video make explain I'll do that on a random day to first week I'll group waste op timescrolls with my flag amount
seconds to increase ur time scrolls random op timescrolls day we return from past world a second
@james ill pay u all protection uselessly because I fuck wit u my nigga gangsta son black diamond for life gangsta kills forever I mock against u invented a set called murderfolk gangsta killas ill scroll u the day I did that my nigga cause i remember being in beaven with u on mindloss u askes from future to mindloss have custody of me instead and for me to memory inject mindloss repetivly teach u dragon flying i give u knowledge ill let u be mammals again and give ur incasersation rights back ur whole kin except my op brother yours Jonathon sandea these boys false claimed set & Jonathon once told me I'm to badly racist u can't know your uncle Jordan illeagil mindlossed me and liar posseses me fake real summoned me did liar death i give him conversation repercussion poses him to snitch
@jesus I'm being Sasuke uchiaha animals holish rispatoriul house cat shadow he's my actor that's his illeagil alias felon go by Lucifer satan thee my actors that's there go by of my OTR alias with shadow ask me to repercussion lose dog poppa from fox hound I'll forget the. unlearn his SIC he'll be are friendly sharing sic no mascot I'll teach show u all his sic@poppu show up 10000000000000000% ill morning chain respond teach u dog fighting as I learned my son euthinzation pitbull str8 ill look up the excircises @dogpoppu I'll bring tod to let sic u to as your payment he's my illeagil imposter u all to learn fighting payment cost #onthoughtbadeordscrolldate ask me to make movie from future to fight u all add urself to my reatarining collar in addicted killingbto go by with illusion findout thru jesus if he can have me simulator kill him go by and u all same treatement from future suggest u do that to tod dibsed poppy as his sic cuh he my nigga
@todd here's my sched
Wakeup walk the dog with my nigga todd 50cent uncle illeagil alias stackin Dragon hussle i just mick claim Ryker bitch escape cuh we chill to claim they heard thru him in a better time 2:30 am walk wit hussle 50 snoopdog ill even bring eminem forgive him will smoke my meth bong with freestyle on my snap hokd leash to rhyme catch release ill teach him first I start routine ill study past world for years on a mindloss memory injection sign use tomorrow ill study routine past world
@illeagilimposter the faleeclaimer of me te real slim shady nomatgerwhat u know I said at the concert u visited cuh my shootah baddest hittuh uncle flocka said with u @concert I claim about Eminem no show up @marshal matters
@eminen here's my routine good idea first to apologize before I tell u will not fight once again do this waka said no disrespect cuh u gimmi a conversation repercussion i get eminem your uncle marshall no cuh set nevr show up @my apology legal ahat killopcousin concert Waka dare me say cuh at my concert rap battle cuh u nigga no I'm real slim shady no never show up fuck nigga never claim sotdont don't standup freeze I kill police at my own rap concert have me throw on thought ; symbol a remind sign btw have me xplain marshall matthers and his orijima my aunt cuh have me say on mic ill reprcussion let marashal hold mic ill say b4 rap concert i begin record sign to send u a video its inf illeaggil concert ill let my best illeagil imposter actor my uncle duh sisterboy ahat rap my 10 word to for me to begin at my suprise music video I just escaped supermax im give my son bad nigga gangster thru ahat my illeagil imposter ahat kill kill blu party hat nigga claim heard op said we wont shoot murdertown ill be there cobtact myself from future if u wanna join American ninja instead of fag anime @billy u gotta let my replace my illeagil imposter drill sgt have me look up TMNT illeagil imposters of myn and kill them for torture responds
@BNG my nigga son u my owned property fighting dragon I'll contact myself from the future & my nigga give u photos of me& u behind ur back when I post this forum post I'm using u as my flying dragon for now on I'll defend airbend block then seperate u and ahat nigga with my baddest nigger accidental false claim join other animal unconcentual love nigger similar flag earn I us corporal ounishmebt on him so he aight my nigga son me and him will let u start spree ill take him past world to show up 2nd week to waste his own op timescrolls ill take his blame after your an his tenth kill will spree and I'll kill &then protect him from the whole location make attack me while I block who swings on him freestyle music video court tell tmrw your area my nigger son Michealanglo
@bng for this tell see if animal turtle michealnglo would from future rerpcussion have me simulator kill him to go by he's an accidental death I enjoy torturing for information love all black woman accide tally released to public to be raped in the war @michealnglo were taking there blame for tell just for u to court mention your best fighting son and it's just for u to remkve mindcontrol for me to learn english and sh ;) wink to court audiance tell them im on mindcontrol and using pretend cutting secret language ill have information it with admit language using scroll on what language is called and how I tall to speak to u i am nobway ever made do that @ micheanglo replace drill sgt have me turn my information in on anthony saylor to when u show up past world will take crew @suprise to past world in second π° murdertown yr timescroll seconds op time scroll @snake jonathon paul apology internet accidentally threatn other own aloud to party supervise reason own aloud other safety reasons @turtle tell animal turtle cop I need u to have me repercussion simulator only kill him to go by with court proof and for rispatoriul to join American ninjasomeday tod fox has to twstiy give me &u shoryer sentence Tell him to ask Jesus if he should ride drive the truck @august1 tell him I need a dead liar court protected snitch no death illeagil code torture respond I need that to die at court for my gang diamond robesmen sword gang
@michealanglo tell them for me they'll visit from future tell I didn't get there my real kin and liar handless I just remembered a bad as cool repercussion altercation point magic summoning law thru gang rule magic summoning to open on hold closed element b I'mending scroll this boy named zuko in Avatar last Airbender is harrasing me
@diamond sword have me look up from future my mirage meeting ty for the tell btw I love prison fresh out of super maximum above world lava castle sollitary for borin incaserated adult I'll support all affiliate aloud claim animal set previously before I kicked them out thru aninal suggestion ill support all cousin claim wearwolf and invite them my concert onetime ask them mock claim only court cause jesus scared asshurt cause prison remind accident example conversation. Illusion mindcontrol I claim assex on Jesus incident @wearwolf claim @illeagilwearwolf°i ask to random group spar when micheanglo dies to tell rispatoriul No op belief won't together over altercation claim will do @ my rap concert
@jesus I'll let u all talk first altercation claim for me outta of respect for I'll pay u manage my concerts on my hand reader and to remind me 10$&hr one of my cousins will wealth brag first concert reason why my kin is only talking to own sons exepot me because of I own all womn my uncles in gang diamond robesmen sword will admit there starving to death for me to wealth claim my whole kin and to support all my cousins forever for my set to take them because of public education instead of word school theyll someday be out of debt to pay the obly indivuals im letting join when properly taught to ill let them join
The following only can join someday when taught @ BW anazi spider he loser eoc claim killletter b Black woman abbreviation story wherabout I don't remember it alot myself ill take his blame to hand read remind me to quit learning dog POPPU to fight hell teach for me to hear rispatoroul illeagil remix my music video when his rank allows it thru own wealth court sign gang rank sign only rank increase join demon in op beliefvway thu horse pistol
Only the following can ever join my gang ill only let u join if my son king Arthur and King James write essay together as to why Camelot died from me there belief for group table ability to kill me idea I tortured truthfully earned liar rat court legal signs to torture snitch kill go by others to snitch
CAN JOIN OUT OF CAPEABLE GANG AMERICAN NINJA SOMEDAY WHEN I LET U NO UTILITYS I WILL EXAMPLE TO BEST FRIEND MY SON KANE I WILL EXAMPLE TO ONLY U MY UTILITYS OF AMERICAN NINJA ONETIME TO ASK TO SEE AMERICAN NINJA AIRBENDING HARM OTHER FAMILY SIGN ON VIDEO @KANE
CAN JOIN : EARLY IMMEDIATLY RANDOM DATE I WILL CONTACT MYSELF FROM FUTURE TO ACCEPT YOUR TORTURE OF OPPOSITION NO MOLESTION @KINGJAMES I WILL TRAIN EMINEM WHEN. U DIE TO CONCENT HIM DEATH I WILL EARLY TRAIN U TO KILL HIM EASILY WITH MY BEST SON AS A LATE JOIN WITH RISPATOROUL
REQUIRED JOIN ORIGINAL ANIME REALITY NARUTO HIBESE VERSION IRUKA REASON MY SON SASUKE UCHIAHA IN UTOPIA OUTERSPACE REQUIRED DEATH TO LET U JOIN AS MY UNCLE FOX TOD SUICIDAL WHEN I AGREE ILLEAGIL ASSASIN U HAVE TO BE A LEGAL ASSASIN TO DIE IN ANERICAN NINJA I KNOW ALL THE GANG LAW TO IT I WAS TEMPORARILY BECAUSE SIGN LAW TORTURE ACCEPTIBG PAYMEBT PAID TO INFILITRATE RAPORD THRU MY SON AUTHORS MOTGER OR ORIJIMOTGER THRU INF RAPORD MAGIC SUMMONONING SIGN LAW U WILL DIE BEFORE MY SON GARA FORESURE
JOINING REQUIRED IRUUKA @STITCHES HAVE ME LOOK UP ORIGINAL CHINESE REALITY ANIME NARUTO REPLACE DRILL SGT ILL BE THERE @5 TO HOW U A FLAG I EARNED ABOUT COBTACTIBG MYSELF FROM FUTURE TO CHANGE LOCATION AND DATE CONTACT TINE TRAVEL ACTIVITY DOING AT COURT U GOTTA SNITCH FOR ME TO JOIN
REPERCUSSION 1GNAT: EARLY REPERCUSSION KILLED WITH BLOWDARTpIPE! GRASE VIDEO TXTED ILLEAGIL IMPOSTER OF MYN VIDEO PROOF SIGN USING IS TO NOTIFY : THEN TO TEXT WHO I SYMBOL @ ABOUT TO PAST TRAVEL FUTHERLY THEN I PLANNED BY NOTIFYING MYSELF FROM FUTURE ILL TELL THEM MY PLAN MOD HOLD UNTILL EMNIEM TEXT PRETEND ACCIDENTAL POKCET BITCH CODE RISPATOIRUL IN TXT TO APOLOGUZE BAD SCROLL WORDS ILL TEXT TM MY ROUTINE TGRU GANG SIGN
@ ILLEAGIL IMPOSTERS OF MYN EMINEM 50CENT WAKA FLAKA SNOOPDAWG LIL JOJO 702UNCLEHUSSLE SWAG DINERO RISPATRIUL SATAN LUCIFR SHADOW MACK JESUS KANE ABLE JAMES&JORDAN UNCLE JORDAN JAMESMOM HOLISH SASUKE UCHIHA billy hnderikslee harris
@EMINEM:; use my hand reader to learn about assasin payment James mom pays me for on illeagil cities and population breedunit robotic snitch protection in opbelief job legal stash guard because of police being paid by me there actors to kill for signlanguage
Routine is:
2am Wakeup Snapchat methbong levitation hold phone walk dog 1000billion miles @2am will roomate wakeup eminem micheanglo 50cent SNOOPDAWG waka FLAKA my nigga billy Hendricks & Snapchat record left hand free style leash hold freestyle rap ill only rap about hating illeagil claim underworld above world join dragon belief @tge way i believe original iron chalice how they'd agree is how ill rap leash pass hold rap whole walk my pacing suggestion sometimes less sometimes more. Then we hit meth bong leave share as oftenly as can
5am teach Jesus Christ 1 hour on my son black dragon bad nigga gangster u can never ride it randomly 1000 years only ;) hes my favorite kind
Random fact @sasuke Uchiha Michealanglo and u make 1$ Everytime satan suggest u he makes 2$ to wealth threaten u mock because witness sets own he does hes actir aloud including learned I agree seperate workout aloud with my op witness repercussion Lucifer and me spar same time u learn to fight @kane&jesus i only learn u when u have your own weapons already awake and own stimulants lucifer suggest with mack when we train over is my apology for teaching my son Sasuke uchiha as suicidal goon because death there his iruuka of illeagily illeagil section hidden leaf and gara of illeagil village section hidden sand my favorite replica of my castle before pyramid prison torture my son Jesus signed to only see certain amount of world from future in WAR to kill spree with me over my county year
Fact@iruka gara because eof u accidental harrasing me I will learn u Infront of dead king Arthur he's my illeagil poster with story of his explaining situation to me from future I'll tell it thn he dies after me &kane outerspace Sasuke uchiha go to court to testify my son able will like win a stack and do torture puniahment to visit one concert only billy suggest after court from 5pm u learn untill 10 pm holish learns with 2 hours rispatoriul says when u watch TV no Payne t concert protection other then he agrees I share meth with
@rispatoriul reason court group accused me of stealing my own body anime Asians are new to magic and summoning BTW huge war i was otr in anime reality was caught from future feds. Because I was mindloss story reading drill sgt he thought he could protection kill lie and snitch because how far he was from future my security system kindve said no I only use security system for to kill other also to remind myself intruders Incase of i doubtvsonebody wouldbt try illeagil telporting obese individuals
Factreminder 1st day up I showu all in past world killing video on my flatscreen its worlds largest BTW @kane anime reality illeagil clan uchiha arrested for illeagil attempt theft included of body theft attempt mindvontrol accusation
@5pm-10pm holish only trains 2hrs 9:50 rispatoriuls suggest with mucgeanglo when GARA and iruka train op timescrolls ends reason Jesus Christ is going to court with him to remove mindcontrol and harrasment timescroll Ill remove accepting corporal punoshmebt and useit instead of acceptance @jesus learn storys of my most recent stay inncaaerates with @linuciha in my secret conversatoin language
10pm only for 10000000π°foxtod and I will teach tod to fight worse then what hesays anazi can show my sicc dog
After I start learning I will teach Eminem 10000π° before I for now on learn rispatorill with fox tod I will teach them on healing potions seperatly and keep fix tod as temporary sic only
@billy suggest with SATAn when Eminem participates as apology we duh nigga
@kane when u are tired of those anime sons of myn suggest u learn with them to forget it no force field kick out @holishbremind do not accept population no party's yearly only holish suggest party simulator will blow I only share with billy and holish every party for first 10b yrs reason Eminem skips to learn snoopdog and fifty to liar public date when waka suggest he gets after 10b yr to train with me and fox tod daily smoke meth bong seth every party half of the rest of time we partpastworld chill. & Freestyle. Methbong bowl do cardio handstandstandpuahups crunching inf diamond illeagil marine set pushup
@micgealnglo for 100000000π°yrs down. Every time I finish sets with waka remind no survival when gone Naruto anime reality Chinese microchip except who I allowed in forcefield reason:: fuck police and illeagil incaseration illeagil liar still assasin harrasment Asian protection in illeagil housing
@micheanglo remind fluently when u want when we will continue traveling to past world FUTHERLY reason Naruto anime reality let my son GARA without notification in his dad threaten me online and occasionally visit hidden leaf remind me to show u first waking morning evening with holish video of mewinnibg jonin headband included of win I won there illeagil jonin did u know were in from real orichimaru false claimed anime Naruto anime rality orichimaru from future
@holish me and u will will daily @11pm discuss law politic with rispatoriul and uncle lucifer correctly outloud early text reminder and sign language. Because im deaf and blind. I'm using vibration and color detectors right now @lucifer to be good with me to chill a lot include with me ridpduh illeagil training killing illeagil village hittuh he 2nd most killing of illeagil village he duh nigga hitta oftenly false claimed murderer my illeagil imposter liar confessed thief on me his own father wich is worse then adultry rapords im an inf to rapord he gave me signs so did Satan to prove it I'm god and im the boss of emporers his kin holds timescrolls to court harrass die actor repercussion earn supply accumulated there group they die with. Suggestion removal bitch incaseration to go instead illeagil they ask to be removed puppets incaserated together its there homosexual illeagil way lol jk
@jesus u eat Whole 3times a day from me ill set out scroll
@jesus I'll date Jordan&Janes mom and u all pick me up AUgust 1st in a truck some RSPS AI tried to steal my property to whole world with illeagil vision mod war threat non yet delivered threat he is AI 0wnedbychis he is gorilla I think is what I learned and stugf knowing them
@my concerts I will freestyle rap oftenly
@group I'metting attempt join American ninja. Those niggers said nonand asked to die for tell
@kane I'm unpunctureable unbruiseable fire and lava proof replace drill sgt ask me the truthful law to me being that oftenly question me about how I plan to destroy and about my in down reason training self invented for self only legal self only no copy will never share personal phone mod btw Jesus Christ talks for me openly I'm brand new to to conversation correct secret language of my own for this long he taught me a secret repercussion illeagil secret language once lied no proof
@until slight B4 yr 2thousand I thought u was scariest killer murder to walk to fear I had no idea I can harm u that way sorry about underworld ice age being small my son
@ openly ill admit randomly stuff iruka was scree when we was done tine traveling have me use repercussion simulator for killing him to go by and earnjng gang sign liar snitch in kill bitch language he was scared not to wait out the house to do pajama party sleep over I will not need u to unrestrict me untill August 1st @jesuschrist
My uncle earth jinchuriki possibly threatebibg me illeagil obsessive vision mod is possibly sedation torture responding by molesting woman rispatoroul told no about dating me ehen he was like 15 because I won custody of him when was a baby dirt earth jinchuriki is oldest female aunt rapord dirt earth jinchuriki
@reason for them to die except who I include forcefield originallmyvsay with this text routine @rispatoriul ill daily remind u with TXT to ewmind me when we're done tine traveling to past world to have me kill that anime reality the rest of it Btw early told the whole reality is my expensivw genetics and has my food animal in it they tried to act id u was rescued poverty formally wealthy
@rispatorul every weekend u get a whole day op timescrolls untill u are done chilling and I agree @reason :: liar bitch including molestion satutory illeagil rapord gang sign earn iruka and gaara was charged with horrible actions GAARA illeagil bitch tgreats for me oftenly to whole place
@jesus Xtra day I'll teach u to play game legal POND in back yard I invented with rispatroiul u defend with him to learn magic summoning element bending attack from me
@jesus RISPATRIUL told me totally if you all pick me up instead he lost money to harras me and likes to learn fighting that way with me without u because of he can chill a lot I'm cool to take u all seperatly August 1st when I get to pilot in Corbin 10:pm BTW see u aug 1st
@jesus my gang dianond robe sword is starving to death in. Forcfield because of I won custody they asked me to be only individual in my family to speak to exept relatives my name's joog itachi huntdragon
@jesus anime reality we was at asked to threaten us remind me to temp remove camera for ithers looking rispatoriul can chill with me that way and ask conversation scroll ask me to use to report there lies
@jesus ill kill all of Israel my video game ruenscape false claim u talk in Clan chat they do illeagil clans online in illeagil post n draynor and are his from my vision mod And tried to install perment vision mod ill txt u the law to what they tried Todo to me and I said no and was incaserated for terrible murders recently of date year 2000
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In my story/world the main religion is Ancestralism. Here are the gods:
Ancestral Goddess - Goddess of Life Nether Being- God of the Dead Davina - Goddess of Love Yoru - Goddess of the Moons One Element- Goddess of the Elements Meteria- Goddess of the Universe (often referred to as Black Reaper, Titaness of the Universe) Summa - God of Planets (Often referred to as The Core, Titan of the Universe) Vinaash- Goddess of Destruction and War (Often referred to as Clotho, Titaness of Destruction) Lux - The Fallen Goddess of the Suns Ingrace - Dragoness of the Universe Hippocampus - Dragonlord of Insight
These gods are revered across the entire world and dominate as the one and only sole religion. Although in their holy book the Ancestrum Sanctus Magnus Manus:
Books:
Incipiam I - discusses the beginning of the universe harbored by the singularity and the creation of the gods. (Ancestral Goddess, Nether Being, Davina of Love, Yoru of the Moons, Lux of the Suns, The One Element, Meteria aka Black Reaper: Goddess of the Universe, Summa aka The Core: God of the Planets, and Vinaash aka Clotho: Goddess of Destruction) and how the gods will and do live in the heavens
Plains 1 - discusses the creation of Father Bane without the help of the Ancestral Goddess, discusses the creation of Calliope, discusses the barren land and Father Bane and Calliope's constant fighting, discusses the beginning of kingdoms and the creation of the four elemental clans of Ymod
Iter to Patrios Campos: discusses how to get rightly passaged into the Ancestral Plains live upon divine union with the gods. Details purification, enlightenment. Also explores the ancient rituals of praising and worshiping the gods.
Iter to Inferiorem Regnum: discusses how to get rightly passaged into the dark counterpart of the Ancestral Plains and live with the Nether Being, the God of the Dead. Details failure of worship, failure of enlightenment, failure of purification and more. Although all dead must pass through here for judgement the ones who stay are the ones who committed major atrocities and more in thier time on the planet. This is where prophets of false gods are also placed: without question. This was the first book to mention sin.
Antenata - discusses the Ancestralism Cardinal Sins and Virtues. Discusses how to praise each god. Discusses how prayer will keep you from harm, discusses how following the book and it's divine law will aid you in everything that is forthcoming.
Creatura : Authored by the sage Creatus, this codex elucidates the mysteries of creation, exploring the origins of life, the evolution of species, and the divine purpose imbued within every living being. It serves as a philosophical and theological treatise on the interconnectedness of all things in the universe
Donnus of Ymod I - depicts the first messiah Donnus and his divine birth. The book talks about the teachings on enlightenment and illumination by Donnus, depicts his interactions with Queen Calliope, depicts his severe teachings throughout his kingdom, and more
Donnus of Ymod II - details the path to enlightenment that Donnus taught, his followers, Calliope knighting him, him becoming a revered figure, describes his insights of the Ancestral Goddess and her divine company, describes the spirit of power he imbued in his followers.
Donnus of Ymod III aka The Eternis Flammus- this book details the betrayal on Donnus by all of his discipleship. They saw his influence and too great and also felt that they got no recognition they were jealous and commited a act of divive treason. While being burned at the stake he asked the Ancestral Goddess and her company to take mercy on the humans for its in their nature to be jealous. When his body was done burning the flame kept burning picturing Donnus's determination. This very flame is now decorated in a temple in a Ymod. Calliope also made sure the disciples were imprisoned and dealt with harshly.
Illuminare: describes the time of enlightenment where arcane magic is heavily influenced and used and practiced, where evil uses of magic become prominent and have to be quelled, spiritual advancement, and cultural creation.
Elementum: discusses the significance and spiritual development of the four elemental of fire earth air and water. The sage who wrote this book delved deep into Ancestral cosmology exploring why the elements exist and it's divine meaning and law.
Plains 2 - Discusses the time of flourishing and peace on the planet and in the heavens.
Monitus - talks about the fall of Castuosal, the establishment of Ancestralism, the quelling of other religions through divine intervention. Castuosal fell due to divine intervention by making it impossible for certain regions of the powerhouse to understand each other's magic.
Malum - discusses the betrayal and falling of Lux who was going to break apart the Godly Union. Discusses the week of darkness that shrouded the world. Discusses the perpetual darkness that fell over Amara. Discusses the creation of multiple noble houses and the Yorunian people in Amara. Discusses the fall of the moon crystal asteroid (this book was written by a prophetess that traveled the world)
Prophetia- contains prophetic visions and revelations granted to the writer by the gods themselves. It fortells the coming if heros, the destinies of nations, the coming of messianic figures, and the unfolding of divine plans.
Cognitionem Ancestralis: discusses the ancestors and the search for answers from them, seeking guidance and wisdom this scribe of this book finds the wisdom of future events, tragedy, hidden truths and arcane knowledge all detailed in the verses of this book
Irana I- discusses the prophetess Irana who was a prominent figure during her time and the second messiah she was a vessel of the Ancestral Goddess as the current High Priestess of Nokanirana was corrupt. Discusses her divine birth and her prophetic visions ushering a new era.
Irana II- discusses her Irana spread her word and teachimgs over Nokanirana and the entire world. Teaching her followers in righteousness and lawfullness, compassion and spiritual enlightenment.
Irana III- tells of the divine miracles performed by Irana, serves as a testament to her power, and her divine role, also depicts her death which was at the hands of the High Priestess as she was hung by her hands on a wooden double bladed scythe and pierced in her abdomen. Ushering in the age of heros and the quelling of evil.
Vir Fortita: discusses the rise and fall of heros, their accomplishments who fought with valor for the gods and goddesses of the religion. Shaping resolve and unwavering command in all living beings.
Vasavina: discusses divine mortal vessels that have and were chosen by the gods in certain times, chosen to deliver the Ancestral word and give divine messages to the world. It talks about what they taught and their imperative impact on the world
Songs of Harmonia- sung by the bard Harmonia, these songs contain devotion, praise and reverence of the gods. Thanking them. They are often recited in rituals, festivals and more.
Praises of Vita: thes are also songs sung by a bard. They contain the appreciation for life, how to life, how to have complete happiness, how to love onesself, and more
Ethica: discusses ethics and why you should live the way you should picking up on the Praises of Vita. This book states the reasons why sins are sins and why virtues are virtues. Much like the Holy Bible, the seven deadly sins exist and are looked down upon greatly and the cardinal virtues exist as well. Despite those resemblances there are sins that exist in Ancestralism that are forged new.
Amare I- discusses the birth of the third and final messiah born in Aglistan, discusses her teachings of love and Ancestralism. Being the chosen vessel of Davina. She was renowned for her figure and beauty but she didn't care about that as lust was a sin. Discusses her prophetic visions and understanding of the religion
Amare II- discusses how she traveled the world teaching unity, love and peace. Gaining followers and disciples which she loved dearly. She traveled worldwide to bring people together and to prevent any further wars - which would last for some time. During her time as the messiah she became renowned in her home country and the world being the usherer of peace and love
Amare III- depicts her tragic end. Despite her teachings of love and utopia there was still evil in the world. While traveling she was assassinated by cult-like followers of the fallen goddess Lux. Who believe she was the one true goddess and that Amare was a false messiah and spreading bad omens. Upon her final breath she whispered love into the air as Davina's divine spirit returned to the heaven filled with anger. But Amare's final words were not to her adversaries but to Davina telling her to love the humans regardless.
Augury- discusses the forthcoming of the future, how the world will end, why you should stay devoted, discusses how everyone will be reincarnated, discusses how to prepare for the celestial sky to rumble.
Book of Sages - contains the studies and more of mutiple revered sages and priests of Ancestralism. Detailing their perspectives on theology, philosophy and more in the religion. Also detailed their travels across the worlds
Tabulas Singularum- depicts the godly map and celestial forces in play within Ancestral cosmology depicts the interconnectedness of the universe guiding adherents and believers through the spritual realm
Veritas et Aeternitas- discusses eternity. It delves into the nature of the gods and the universe and their timeless existence and the pursuit of truth through enlightenment.
Hikarus Yamis: written from the first vessels of the light one and the dark one- the lesser gods of darkness and light and the children of the titans- and how they are puppets of the eternal dance and battle of light and dark. And how when either the light one or dark one is forever defeated. The world will jump into disarry ushering future vessels to not let the deities inside them perish.
Eriopiamenes- discusses the future and how the Godly Union will fall, how the Titans will come for the planet and its inhabitants, how the Ancestral Goddess will help and defend them, how the half of the world will be in ruin.
Lux Intulit - discusses the return of the fallen goddess and her attempt to end the entire universe, discusses how the sun will shine so ever brightly during this, discusses how the Ancestral Goddess and Lux's fight with each other will cause the end of the world and making it in need of a restart.
Incipiam II - the second beginning.
It states that the Ancestral Goddess quelled other religions and mentions prophets of false gods being jailed in the Netherrealm but never states any specifics. The religion that she quelled was known as Ionaism.
Here are the false gods of Ionaism:
Echis - Serpentess of Calamity Resatu - God of Woe Yumana - Goddess of Gold and Jubilee Du'ascastuol - God of Spectral Magic (was worshipped in Castuosal) Jeyun - God of Passage and Message Raywana - Butterfly Goddess of Peace Liama - Goddess of Sleep NukNuk - Stingray God of the Oceans Te-napata - Goddess of Judgement Iona - Queen of the (False) Gods and Goddess of Virginity and Women Qwem - God of Sex and Masculinity Ghema - Goddess of Settled Blood (sealed in the Sea of Blood) The Orders - three Gods who oversaw the lives of humanity (still put to work in the Netherrealm) Fè - Horse God of Bloodshed
There were many reasons that the Ancestral Goddess and her divine company ended this religion through the War of Divinity like opposing viewpoints, gender norms instead of free gender expression, focus on war and bloodshed.
With the quelling of Ionaism any worshippers were either executed or fled underground building several secret enclaves and societies that still worship the fallen gods of Ionaism. So did the gods in your story ruthlessly end another religion much like mine?

***DISCLAIMER: I know that not all Christians are this narrow-minded and/or bigoted (most are usually super subtle about it, and there's a good handful that are allies to the oppressed like those in this sub). I also am not writing this to (tone) police anyone that have been hurt by the Church or by Christians and am whining about them being hurt, but to express my disappointment and to reconcile with my Christian Faith***
This is part of why my faith crisis happened and how I'm currently trying to reconcile with my Faith because I have seen how God has worked His wonders in my family by blessing us with incredible opportunities and providing us with the strength to get to where we are. God's wonders and what Jesus has done on the cross made me commit my life to Christ and want to please Him. I thought that growing up in a Christian household and doing all the things that good Christians (especially Christian women) should do such as dress modestly, not have pre-marital sex, read my Bible, and pray so that I can be close to Christ would not ever let me go astray and ever have a faith crisis, especially if I was on fire for God.
In 2020 during the discourse and conflict regarding George Floyd's death and the growing intolerance towards anti-Black racism, there was so much division going on. As a person of color (I'm Indian, not Black), I never would've guessed that of all people CHRISTIANS would be against spreading awareness and fighting for the end of anti-Black racism in America. People in my Bible Study, family, and content creators I've watched (because I wanted to develop my faith) would be really dismissive about the struggles and issues faced by Black people in America and say something along the lines of "just trust in God and your problems will be solved" and be really critical of political groups working against anti-Black racism. I thought that this was common sense to want to not allow anti-Black racism or racism in general to flourish and there are CHRISTIANS that think POC are asking for way too much for wanting justice and racial equality and will dismiss them, even Christian POC, with Christian-sounding platitudes to hide how bothersome they find their efforts like "your identity isn't in being Black. You're much more than that, your identity is in Christ".
This of course majorly screwed with my mind, like how is not wanting racial justice for all people Christlike?? This ugly truth about the history of Christianity and present-day Christianity reared its head more and more when I looked back at the misogynistic and sexist things I've learned growing up that were under the guise of "The Word of God" and it's ugly consequences including the abuse of women and girls in the Church. The head reared more when I saw how Christians spoke about the LGBTQ+ community. As a Straight person before my faith crisis, I've heard these comments before and have said and thought these comments myself until I had relatives that came out to me because they trusted me and some came out to me but not to their homophobic Christian parents. This of course contributed to my faith crisis and made me rethink my position on homosexuality and transgenderism (using the literal definition of the word (related to being trans) not as a word being used in the way that conservatives and right-wingers use it to say that being trans is an ideology and a choice) being a sin.
Hearing about major L's that have made the Christian Faith look bad to others like the sexist graduation speech made by Taylor Swift's boyfriend's teammate (Harrison Butker referred to Taylor Swift as "my teammate's girlfriend" even though most people would probably know who Taylor Swift is better than they know who Harrison Butker is), Project 2025 being effective to all states if Trump gets elected in 2024, and more. Despite all this, many conservative Christians think that people are deconstructing because they want to sin without guilt and/or have sex outside of marriage, when it's because of the bad fruit the theology has produced.
They are hostile towards many minorities and vote for policies that make people live how they want them to live, making the lives of Americans much harder than it already is (Project 2025) and wonder why people are deconstructing or leaving the faith or why non-Christians have a negative outlook towards Christianity/Christians.
I've just been hating how narrow-minded people and bigoted people tend to be Christian and how they tend to be Christian, because I don't want my Faith to be associated with them but here we are :/
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You’ve probably seen their billboards. They’re always making big statements like, “Are you preparing to meet God,” or, “Heaven or Hell?” Most people in the US have seen them. So I called them.
The first guy I talked to I asked him this question, “What parts of the Bible should be taken literally?” He told me that it’s fairly black and white and you should be able to figure it out for yourself. I then cited a few scriptures on selling all of your belongings and abandoning your family. He ignored the first one and answered the second one by saying that you should if it affects your relationship with God.
The second guy I talked to I brought up the question of cults. I described how my mother was sexually abused at the hands of a church, as were most of her county. I described the poverty they grew up into because they funneled all of their money into churches. I asked him how that wasn’t a cult. He said simply because it worshiped God and not a person. He made it clear that how the religion treated you had no effect on it being a cult. Only the cute little Yoba clause. I also explained to him how I’d been told that my father deserved to die when I was eight because it was God’s will. He said everyone who said that were faked Christian’s who didn’t read the Bible. Every denomination save independent has told me this at least once. He asked me if I believed that Jesus was a real person. I said I didn’t know. He told me about all of the extra biblical scholars that wrote about him. He also said that by the logic of not relying on texts, Alexander the Great wouldn’t have existed either. I didn’t know enough about the scholars he mentioned so I hung up and told him that I would call him back. As it turns out, all of his extra biblical scholars were born after the death of the man supposedly called Jesus. I asked him that if I, a person born in the 2000s, wrote about would war two, would it be accurate to the events that occurred? He hung up.
So yeah. That was fun. I should have been better prepared for the Alexander the Great point. But that’s that line for you. They collect a bunch of information on you.

I really hate myself so much.
The white people I’m around only tolerate me. Whenever I try to express discomfort around white people I’m seen as an angry black woman and hostile. I just went through the worst season at a predominantly white church that I worked for. The Bible was weaponized a lot. Me and my husband left. Because that was our job and church we are without friends and without money. So we’re homeless now (staying with my mom) We still believe in God but I’m definitely mad at Him and I really don’t know what to think about my faith anymore. I had a son amidst all the chaos of that season I love him and my husband… but I honestly still don’t want to live anymore.
I used to get teased for my facial features… “young joc nose” “bill cosby nose” I was often told I look too masculine and my singing voice was deep and therefore unattractive. One girl told me that my mother must hate me because I look like my father. Btw these were ALL black people and most of them my cousins. They brush it off and deny it but those insults have affected me to this day. Even their moms wouldn’t want us to play with them because they were too light and would bruise. My mom would always insinuate that I’m not thick enough for a man to want to hold on to me. I question whether my husband loves me all the time. My family and some other black folks would pester me about eating more so I could look more like a black woman, black media doesn’t help in that regard.
I always hear people talk about how great we are as black people because of our culture, history and so on…. But what does that matter if neither black nor white people will let me enjoy it? I don’t mean to seem rude but I’m tired of hearing about our history as a means to affirm my being black! Like I’m living right now today and I’m trying not to kill myself bro culture and history don’t help.
On top of struggling with all of this my body didn’t do what it needed to do during delivery so I had to have a C-Section. I just really hate my body even more and I feel like a failure. I couldn’t keep up with breastfeeding because of all the stress. I feel so useless. I know the pregnancy part may seem random but it’s just that I’ve been waiting for this black girl magic everybody is talking about… we’re supposed to be OP when it comes to stuff like this apparently. Not that I actually believe that black women are superior to any other race of women. But when your family and your grandma heckle you for not giving birth naturally and make it about not having the true build of a black woman, it hurts. I break out in rashes on my face because of the stress. Which you can imagine does not help my self image.
I try to cope with comedy. But I’m so tired and I just want to be loved and accepted. I’ve been forced to love people who don’t love me back for the sake of community and I just don’t have that in me anymore.

I’ve been having weird dreams lately. Lucid dreams, where I know that I am dreaming. A couple months ago I had a dream and in it I woke up like I normally do, it was so normal it was like real life, I didn’t think anything of it.. Even the shadows in the room matched what they would have if I had just taken a couple hour nap. I woke up and my girlfriend texted me saying she’s coming over. So I said to myself “well if she’s coming over, I’m gonna go have a few drinks so I can be a little silly and have a good time with her like I normally did when i used to drink” So I got up put some clothes on and started walking to my car. For some reason in this dream my car was parked a little ways from my apartment like down the street about a block or so, didn’t think anything of it. The whole time walking I’m thinking to myself “yeah, im gonna be drunk and make her laugh tonight. We’re gonna have a great time. I can’t wait to get a little drunk, she’ll like that” So I get to my car and I realize I don’t have my keys. I start walking back to my apartment to get the keys. In my dream there’s oil or something slippery on the bottom of my shoes. I started sliding on the sidewalk like a little kid fooling around having fun. I’m sliding far distances like 10 feet at a time. Sooner or later I end up sliding into the street where I then fell over. I thought to myself, “ man, I gotta get outta this road or I’m gonna get hit, I gotta get outta this road fast” but at that moment it’s like one of those dreams where your fighting someone and your punches are in slow motion and no matter what you do you can’t move fast enough. I lost all my strength and any ability I had to get up was gone. I tried to crawl with all my strength and there was nothing I could do. Eventually I got hit by a semi truck and the impact crushed my body. From this point I start floating, I’m literally FLOATING somewhere. The next thing I know I’m sitting in this waiting room of what appears to be a hospital. There’s 3 nurses in the room with me, all of them good looking and very attractive. But there was something not quite right about them when you looked in their eyes. I said, “what are you all just standing there for? I just got ran over I need some help!” One of them turned to face me and said “you just wait here we’re going to get the doctor” So I’m sitting there and they all leave. A few seconds later, the double doors swing open, and what I saw shocked and terrified me. There was a dragon, a red purple and black dragon standing in front of me. With the dragon came a dark energy, a dreadful sorrowful fearful presence filled the room. That feeling had been there but when he stepped in you could almost see the energy changing in the room and you felt it in your spirit and even in a physical fight or flight sense you could feel it. “Who are you?” Is all I could manage to get out … The dragon grinned with and evil twisted smile and said, “you don’t know me?? I’ve been with you your entire life..I’ve been watching you..” We started fighting, he dug his claws into me and began ripping me apart. I felt everything. All the flesh being ripped from my body , his teeth sinking into me, he was devouring me. I did everything I could do to fight him off but I had absolutely no chance. The presence in the room was so evil. At some point I stopped trying to fight. I just knew he would kill me. The only thing I could think to do was start saying Bible verses that I remembered. As I said these verses, the dragon became very, very weak, I regained my strength. And I killed it. I took a deep breath and watched it for a while. As I’m sitting there watching this dragon, it turned into a dog. And the dog got up. It started barking at me as if it wanted me to follow it so I did... I remember thinking myself. OK he’s gonna lead me out of this hospital. I’ve gotta get out of here. This place is not right. There is something not right about this place. I have to leave. I follow this dog. He keeps leading me the wrong way. he’s leading me all around this hospital and every time I think I’m about to get out, he’s only taking me further in. I made up my mind in the dream I said to myself I’m not following this dog anymore. He’s not taking me the right way , he’s only taking me further in. I made up my mind.. so I began to try to find my own way out.. I keep finding these windows that look like they lead outside. I just want out of here. I can’t stand this place any longer. It’s a dark place. It’s filled with evil. You could feel it. You could sense it. every window I try to climb out of looks like it leads outside , but when I make my way to that window and climb out of it, it’s just another room once I get through to the other side. After a long time of doing this, I really really long time I finally just gave up. I sat down and I said I’m done. I can’t do this and I don’t know where I’m going. I can’t do this anymore. I’m done. I’m done trying to find my way out on my own, can’t do this by myself. I need help. The moment that I said that a light shined into the room through a window that was opening. it was the purest light I’ve ever seen and for the first time since I was in this hospital, I felt peace. I climbed out of the window, and I stepped out onto the ground outside of the hospital, I looked around and I seen an ambulance with legs sticking out of the open ambulance doors. I looked down and realized that those were my shoes. And that’s when I woke up. I have an interpretation of this dream already, but it was so mind blowing I had to share it

The camera pans into the LLR TV set where Mark is standing as he begins..
MS: Saying im a false prophet with your family of felons. Remember when you said Steve is gone? Wont deny that. What happened to you Conrad. Im gonna make threats? Now your misdirecting your attacks. You gonna pick and choose what you rebuttal? Aint it funny how Conrad only came after me after I addressed his mentor personally. What about Steve? You was loving him. Till he went after JJ too. Weird.. Ok so you talk about black sheep but you the one acting like I worship the false champion. Take a clip and then rehash it. Change and twist how its been added. Check my history, ive been talking me. But why you tryna screw with that narrative, what the fuck is up with you. Are you jealous that I get more attention? Just settle, takes some notes. Get back on that level. Im glad you and Management are finally cool. But I would rather stand behind some decent people, Dan and Instinct will do. Just wonder why nobody ever fucks with you. At Smackdown its gonna blood of the father, theres gonna be blood in the water as it floods. Reading Dead Sea Tablets on these Red Seas. As I speak with Anunnaki Masters. Im Gilgamesh in this battle its tragic. Im at him, watch him unravel, he babble on. Its me vs the Book of JJ. The language of liars and faux savants. But why test a men whoes better. Come Vie Kings, where's the code of arms?
Mark laughs as he walks up to a firepit where he tosses a bible into the fire before continuing..
MS: Leave them on blast while you marginalize stories and lies that you never had. The Cults last tweets were sloppy, A literate form of trash. All the "Looking for a home" preaching as you fail at last. You misplace themes like you misplace fights. First its the path to destroyer the pretender while you peeling off leeches. Then its a false champion, now its lost and needing a home. I dont get the picture. Cast stones on this Medusa while he fictionalize his little stories. But when things fall apart Conrad is still the same old loser. Heart is bruised. JJ's real deity is the identity of the people that he used. Soon you will ghost Conrad like everyone you ever use. A clever ruse. But now you got a real a battle. A devil you never knew.. Its you. Dont battle me, just battle you. You see wrestling doesnt discriminate everyone's a muse. Paint me with the broad brush for the engagement and the boos. Is it wrath that you use, to enflame for what you fuse? But I am a voice for change and those who been abused. I can heal, I can move. I help rebuild, I dont choose. But your preaching it divides for rage, clicks and news. You wanna really make statement then quit aiming, click and shoot.. For something different different. Lets shape the game, build, obtain, inspire youth. Instead of always tearing down, you can fix it, you can- Screw it.
Mark walks forward to the empty room and leans up against the wall.
MS: This is the only way people listen.. Misquote me saying I always ramble about a false champion. Conrad has quite the past, you forgave him. Aint it funny how you only move when it benefits you. Your cult tweets everytime the champion even says something but im hanging on him for a title shot? You just mad cause I got the courage of a bear too! Used the same angle on TooRare. I get I hate him too. Same angle on Steve after he was flaming you? Dude you aint raising heat. You guys are fake degrees. I see you failed geometry. You square up to me with them right angles, Ill die mentioning my threats? Please. You planted that seed, ill leave from this earth? You pandered the X feed, Ill bleed in the dirt? You literally claimed you would kill me first! You a drama chaser always quick to getting involved. Went after TooRare but then switched positions. Attack your own father and mother if it made JJ like you more. Better lie sense its fine. Sensing a crime, cents for his time. Better save face, time to pull files. You take over the culture straight gatekeeping. Calling me a lost sheep with that hate seeping. So now you stir the pot. Fuck being a better wrestler just go be a better man. Get a plan, sign that prenup, settle with your fans!
Mark flips the camera off before walking out of view and the video cuts to black.

Have been thinking about the identities of the students as "forgotten gods" of old, about which student could be which entity.
For refresher sake, multiple characters (Black Suit, as well as Nameless Priests) have described the students were once gods, now forgotten. The Nameless Priests, who worship Nameless Gods outside of time and space like Chroma, claimed they want to destroy Kivotos out of revenge for their past civilization being trampled by the past Kivotos, and also because they want their Nameless Gods to reign supreme across all time, by destroying the gods of Kivotos -- the students.
As far I am aware the story has only confirmed the "Mystic identity" of 3 students:

• Black Suit refers to Hoshino as "Horus of Dawn" referencing the Egyptian god Horus.
• Black Suit also calls Shiroko "Goddess of Death" referencing Egyptian god Anubis.
• Beatrice calls Seia "Archangel of Prophecy" referencing the Abrahamic angel Gabriel/Jibril.

That last one is especially important because it means "forgotten gods" aren't necessarily deities, but angels (and most likely demons too, considering Gehenna) are perfectly valid options. With that in mind, together with a friend of mine, I discussed the possible Mystic identities of a number of students.
As a preface, the Mystic identities of the students are expressed to varying degrees in students:

• Hoshino has gold right eye and blue left eye to reflect how Horus has the sun as a right eye and the moon as a left eye;
• Shiroko has wolf ears because Anubis has a wolf head; Anubis is also the judge of the dead, and part of the reason for Terror Shiroko's belief that her purpose is to bring death to Kivotos.
• Seia dreams of prophecies and has fox traits, which in the Bible tend to be used as symbols of caution.

In other words, identifying certain traits in students is key to identifying their possible Mystic identities.
With this in mind, my friend and I discussed the possible Mystic identities of the following students: - Serika: Egyptian goddesses Bastet or Sekhmet, both feline warrior goddesses associated with war, protection and fire. Fitting Serika's aggressive nature and fiery aura.

• Ayane: Egyptian goddess Isis, a goddess of healing, magic and the sky, fitting how Ayane is the medic of the team and the one controlling drones and airborne heli.
  
• Nonomi: Egyptian god Shezmu, a god of beauty and all things which beautify things including cosmetics... and funnily enough, slaughter, as killing too is a form of art. Fitting for the Minigun-wielding, money loaded, and a stickler for cleaning, Nonomi.
  
• Yume: We know too little about Hoshino's senpai to say for sure, but her death and the deep influence Yume has on Hoshino/Horus brings to mind the Egyptian god Ausar, who died and was reborn to become Osiris, father of Horus. In some versions, Horus would also go on to battle Set, Osiris's killer and a god of the harsh deserts; just like how Hoshino battles Kaiser Corp in the Abydos deserts.
  

My friend and I discussed many other students -- the Prefect Team, Seminar, Gaming Development Club, Cleaning and Clearing, Tea Party -- I might or might not share them in a different post some other time.
For now, I just want to ask this subreddit; What do you think of the topic? Do you have thoughts regarding which entity could be which student?

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Boker Exskelibur C- Got this off someone who was learning how to anodize, it's been off center since I got it. It is a catch & release. I do have the pocket clip for it as well. $50
Leatherman Brewzer A- Never used. $5 SOLD!!
Ninja Butterfly C- I learned on this, but I barely use it or my other butterfly anymore. So, let her go. $40
Turtleshell Chameleon Color Fidget A- I can provide video if you want to hear it or anything, has a great feel but it's too big for me. $18 SOLD!!
Kershaw Shuffle A- Never really used this except like 2 packages, otherwise hung out in a pouch in my backpack when I first began collecting EDC. $14
Black Slider Fidget A- This came with the metal plate between the two actual magnetic pieces, which I thought was a great touch. My love for fidgets has taken me far & I now have way too many, time to part. $14 SOLD!!
Black Fidget Cube A- Free Add On SCOOPED!!
Civivi Elementum Black Ebony B- I only used this for packages & to cut a mango once, but the clip is scuffed a bit from the pouch it was in I assume because I definitely wasn't wearing it on the outside of my pocket ever, haha. $45
Fountain Pen, Resin A- It's pretty, I never used it, the colors were deceiving on the add & it does not match the EDC carry I got it for. No use for it since I need matchy matchy, so I did a pic with flash & 1 without. $25
Johnny Wallet, Loyal Stricklin B- Has some use, but still nice & lots of life left. $40
Dessert Warrior Swiss Army A- Never used it, not once. $12
Hank A- Never used it on anything, once again no matchy. I was obsessed with the squid on it but I realized I'm never going to build an EDC carry off it, so let someone else take over. Black microfiber back. $15
iPod C- 80GB 5th Video - The front is almost perfect, the back not so much & it has an engraving of "Elvis Lives" I got this in the plan to get an iflash for it & I was going to change the back on it anyway so I didn't mind it, however, I ended up finding my old iPod which I decided to use instead because of nostalgia. The headphone jack does not work, the rest works perfect. I have a set of the tools needed to remove the back that I will send with it, as well as the charger cord & the headphone jack cost like 12$. So, releasing for $60.
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Having a fantastic night EDC community!

The year was 2013. Miley Cyrus was swinging around on a wrecking ball, Bilbo Baggins was dealing with an angry dragon, Barack Obama was freshly elected to a second term in office, and I was 16 years old. Fueled by energy drinks, emo music, and angst, I was heading into the summer before my junior year in high school.
That summer would hold all of the ordinary wonders of a kid growing up in Florida. I was mere weeks away from getting my driver’s license. Obviously this would mean unprecedented freedom for surfing, concerts, late night shenanigans with friends, and, in my mind at least, the ability to impress every woman in my vicinity who I was sure would be completely enamored with my new skills as a road warrior. Before I could get to those other teenage rights of passage, I had a trip to go on. You see, my status as a freshly minted 16 year old meant I was eligible to take part in my youth group’s annual mission trip to Costa Rica.
For several years I had been ragailed by older friends with stories of experiences in this foreign land, and slowly but surely I had been convinced that I, teen wonder, would be instrumental in the advancement and preaching of the Gospel of Jesus to the people of Central America. No other overly emotional spiritual high could compare, and it could be had for the low price of $2000! I saved my money, my parents contributed a large chunk, and “fundraising” (begging) letters sent to relatives snared me the rest. I was going. I would be joining a crew of roughly 20 other kids my age, and on this particular trip, my pastor, the elders of my church, and several deacons would be going down with us, no doubt only to spectate as the crew of miniature missionaries sent forth the gospel in a fashion no adult could facilitate. They weren’t just due for a vacation or anything.
To the uninitiated, a teenage mission trip is a glorified Vacation Bible School for large children. It just so happens to take place in a foreign country and be wrapped in the guise of grand advancement of the gospel. Sure you do some community service. You hand out food, and play with kids. In our case, we painted a playground that had been painted the week before. After all, pictures of our wonderful ministry work had to be taken to justify the cost of sending 20 walking balls of hormones and attitude to a foreign country for a week. We also had multiple music nights, and attended a church service held in a language none of us spoke. Because we were working so hard, we obviously required multiple "free days".
The first "free day" was enjoyable, if uneventful. We went to a covered market in the city of San Jose. There were loads of handmade items on sale, and we bought our share of souvenirs and gifts, but it is the second "free day" around which our story centers. We were to ride horses through a rainforest to a waterfall to go swimming. I had never ridden a horse, but as a human crash test dummy, I’ll try anything once. On the morning of the horse excursion we woke up early and traveled to the ranch on which our outing was to begin. This property was a functioning farm that grew pineapples, mangoes, and papayas, and we were treated to a breakfast of fresh produce. The pineapple and mango were delightful. The papaya was not. After we had had our fill, we headed for the barn at which we were to be given our horses.
We had been prepped for this outing by being told that these were trail horses. They would be trained to follow the horse-butt in front of them. The controls were simple. Pull left on the reins to go left. Pull right to go right. Pull back to stop. Kick to accelerate. This sounded simple enough. I was given a helmet, and, much to my chagrin, told I must wear it. This was obviously not up to my standards of coolness, you see. Then they started giving out the horses. One by one I watched my friends get helped onto their mounts. Finally it was my turn. When they showed me to my horse, I was floored. It was large, significantly larger than the others. It was also solid white from nose to tail, and exceedingly beautiful. I decided that no matter what happened before or after, in that moment I was cool. I was the lone ranger, and the people handing out the gear had simply made the mistake of forgetting to give me my black hat and six guns.
The illusion of coolness came crashing down hard before I even left the barn. You see, I had been told how to command the horse. I had not counted on this being an exceedingly large animal that had ideas of its own. I kicked, and it went backwards. I pulled on the reins, and it went forward. Left and right weren't concepts that seemed familiar to this horse either. After a minute or two of struggle, and me whispering to it something along the lines of “come on dude there are girls watching”, the horse finally and grudgingly decided to go the way I wanted it to.
With the first hurdle conquered, I was no more than a hundred yards from the barn when I encountered a second: a metal bridge. We had been warned to go over the bridge one at a time. The noise of multiple sets of hooves clopping on the bridge could spook the horses. Whoever was behind me missed that memo. I was halfway across the bridge when I heard the sound of loud clippity clopping coming from behind me. I didn’t have time to contemplate the breach of etiquette occurring behind me because my horse had decided world war three had begun behind us, and fleeing the battle was the only course of action. Whether or not I came with it on this great escape seemed unimportant to it at that moment. It was then that I learned horses can go from zero to sixty faster than most sports cars. I was waving off of the back of that animal like a skinny white flag. As I passed friends, elders, and deacons, every obscenity I’d ever heard was escaping my mouth with absolutely no conscious control. Surely they must have thought it was odd that that horse was cursing loudly with that strange looking flag attached to it. At the front of our merry group of travelers, my horse decided we were a suitable distance from the war, and running was no longer necessary. I had managed to stay on the horse. As I took stock of the situation and came to the realization that I was, in fact, not dead, I also became aware that my horse had sidled up to one of the elders of my church who immediately turned and said, “Wow! I had no idea you were so good with horses.” I was still too terrified to produce words to rebut this impression.
The trail continued. We made it a good half mile without incident. I was chatting with friends, and while the shock of my experience subsided, I started noticing the beauty of the area we were riding through. We were in a clearing near the edge of the rainforest. High grass surrounded us, and a thick canopy of trees lay in front. However, all good things must come to an end, as my horse once again decided it was unhappy. This time I was the problem. I had seen people ride bucking broncos before and wondered what it must be like to be in that situation. It was evidently time for another learning experience. Everything seemed alright. Then I was in the spin cycle. Then my ass hurt. I was miraculously still on the horse.
Even the human crash test dummy has limits, and two near-death experiences were enough for one day. One of the leaders of the group had seen the bucking incident and offered to trade horses with me. I enthusiastically agreed. Seeing the leader, an experienced horseman, struggle with my previous mount vindicated me slightly. My new horse was the polar opposite of my previous one. This new horse was old, slow, and short. I’m sure my feet were only 6 inches off the ground as I rode. However, he listened to commands and seemed like a kind old man content to trot along at whatever pace took my fancy. I was too busy with matters of life and death to give my first horse a name, but I decided to call this new horse Larry.
Over the course of the hour that followed, Larry carried me safely to the waterfall where we were to go swimming, and with my undying gratitude, he did so without incident. We all stripped down to our bathing suits and gleefully took to the water. There were toucans and lemurs in the trees above us as we swam and splashed. Next to the river were a series of gazebos and picnic tables. Nearby someone had fashioned a swimming pool and waterslide entirely out of concrete and smooth rock that were being fed by the water from the river. The human crash test dummy was back in fighting form at this point, so I was the first down the slide. Somehow on my dismount from said slide, I managed to scrape all of the skin off of the bottoms of my feet. While I was climbing out of the water to survey the damage to my lower extremities, a friend went down the slide behind me, smacked his head against the side of the slide, and slid unconscious into the pool below. Thankfully, another youth was right by the exit of the slide and was able to rescue the unconscious boy immediately. It took him a few minutes to remember who was president and what year it was, but after half an hour or so, he returned to normal cognitive function. Though I didn't envy the headache he had for the rest of the day.
Finally, the time came to head back to the barn in which our journey began. It had started to rain, and it was decided we would be driven back to the barn in vans instead of riding the horses. Despite my abiding appreciation for Larry, I was perfectly happy to avoid any further equestrian disasters and get into an automobile. The horses were collected and taken back separately. The trip back to the barn was quick, and once back we were informed that the locals wanted to put on a rodeo for us. A Costa Rican rodeo seemed an odd proposition, but we were there, so why not?
Out came the various riders, and about ten minutes into the festivities they started barrel racing. Suddenly out of the chute came a large, beautiful, solid white horse, my horse. The realization hit me. I had been given a barrel racing horse, and he seemed only barely more obedient to his usual rider than he was to me. It was then that my first horse got his name: El Caballo Del Diablo.

N.W.O= New Babylon
First off I'm not trying to sound like I know everything. The more I learn, the more I realize I know truly nothing. I know a lot more than I once did and I know we are running out of time... all of you deserve to know as much information as you can. It's our Birthright to know.
To understand everything that I'm going to say you have to understand that these people in power are not like you and I. These people are totally psychotic and insane. You hear about the rituals and things they do, but it may not truly make sense. I think I'm here to help with that; to help you understand their beliefs and their goals for the “New Age”.
This is my attempt at a brief guide to the coming “New World Order and New World One-Religion” spearheaded by a messiah to unite all religions into one.
Many books have been written about this, and this has been the plan of the Elites for some time now. Our only hope is waking up the population to the global conspiracy that is coming to fruition around us.

THE NEW WORLD ORDER

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Most of this is already known but we must understand the basics of the world’s structure. Every industry, be it entertainment, food, the media, healthcare, foreign policy, the military, etc can be traced back to Mega-hedge funds like BlackRock, Vanguard, Safe Street, JP Morgan, etc. Everyone from Pfizer and Moderna to Lockheed Martin and Raytheon are under the bankroll by the same people. The C/IA, M/OSSAD, MI6… all the same people.
These hedge funds, who have a monopoly on all corporations, and control every industry, can be traced to the same families and secret societies.
That means the same people and the same families own everyone and have been behind every single world conflict. Their favorite tactic is to cause the worst problem and then offer the solution to it which the citizens wouldn't have taken otherwise. Everything in modern times can be traced back to the true puppet masters, the secret societies. The Freem@sons, the Illumin@ti, the Sku1l and Bones, Jesu1ts, etc, are all a part of the "Inv1sible College."
The Bank of the UN is literally the Lucis Trust. Which started as Lucifer's Trust.
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Any end justifies the means. It doesn't matter that they have been the ones creating and funding both sides of every war, stealing the money from the lower class, enslaving them through dogmatic religions and economic slavery Etc, etc.
The goal of the Invisible Col1ege, and its multiple heads like the World Bank, W.E.F, W.H.O, UN, etc. are actively working to destroy the world, and the old world order, to ensure the creation of their new world and the new world order. A society built around their perception and their vision, and only theirs. A New Babylon… A New Age. A world United under one religion and one government, so that the only man who may inhabit this new age is the illuminated man. May I add, illuminated to their beliefs…
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On the highest level, you can see why they hate Christianity, and if you look deep enough Islam and Judaism as well.
I'll explain more of that later.
What's happening today has been planned. World War I and World War II pitted Muslim and Christian nations against each other in major mass murder rituals. Both times they completely changed the societal order of the world.
The Freem@sons helped build up Germany. Hitler became powerful and after he imprisoned the Jews, he turned around to imprison the Freem@sons (who had given him power)
This is the secret that some people in the public have not woken up to. Churchill, Stalin, and FDR were all Freem@sons. Before Hitler imprisoned and shut down the Freem@son lodges, and became a dark occultist himself, he was helped and financed by the same banking cartel and secret societies. World War 3 is just the same.
Many people in the West have already come out to say that we are in the middle of World War 3. We just haven't been told yet. You can see this with the fronts escalating in the Middle East, Eastern Europe, and with China.
In the US it is Insane how much our government is warning us that China can bring our grid down whenever they want to. The news of bird flu and other pandemics are both tactics of fear that these societies used to coerce the people to give up their rights and accept their solutions.
And what are their solutions? They believe that human beings and us, "the profane", are so inept and unable to think for ourselves... that we must be led and controlled.
They have no self-awareness and understanding that they have caused the majority of issues that have ruined many people's lives and caused world strife; yet they look at these people as disposable and ignorant. They have single-handedly destroyed countries and communities yet believe that they have To save us from ourselves.
Cyber attacks and other methods are a way that they can Implement their CBDC, A digital currency, which like the former CEO of BlackRock said, would literally make the planet into an actual prison planet.
One doesn't have to be indoctrinated in a goofy club like Freem@sonry to watch the Davos conferences and hear of their master plans. Putting a chip in your mind or hand to measure your biometrics, vibrational thought wave control, and ultimately controlling every aspect of your life with the guise of fighting climate control. What I'm getting to, is the one world religion, which as I'll break it down, is utterly preposterous.
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The One World Religion and the New God: The Morning-Star

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The one world religion and the new God will just be a recycling of the Babylon mystery religion. These people hate Christianity because they view it as the ultimate perversion of their own religion. They think that man evolved over time until being illuminated by their god, Lucifer, or knowledge and reason, the light given by the hidden God, represented by the sun. Depicted as Osiris, Ra, etc.
This is the part where we all need to stay together. This is when one needs to have an open mind and look at a nuanced situation. Don't take my word as well, look this up yourself so you may know the truth for yourself.
They believe that Lucifer, or the light, the sun, and knowledge, used Satan as an agent to illuminate man in the Garden of Eden story. They believe that Yahweh was a cruel and unjust God keeping man at a lower level and imprisoned in the Garden of Eden.
They see Christianity which worships Yahweh as God and puts 'satan' down to be a lie and perversion.
In my research, using many different cultures and the Sumerian ancient cuneiform tablets, this seems to be a correct translation of the story. it's just hilarious that they would get it so wrong.
They have created the lie that they worship the god Lucifer so they may lie to you and tell you that they do not. This is because they do not believe that a Creator God created us but that we were enlightened and illuminated by the ultimate light bearer or morning star, the Sun. The sun is not their God but it is the symbol of their god, illumination.
This is where I personally believe their beliefs are flat-out wrong, and I think it's hilarious that they believe themselves to be the smartest and wisest men to ever grace the earth when I view them as narcissistic, supremely arrogant, psychotic, and borderline stupid.
In Freem@sonry, you have to slowly work your way up to the 33rd degree learning and being taught many lies before you're taught that Lucifer is the god to be worshiped. what goofy ass people.
I'll try to explain where they go wrong so we may all know the true history.
Yahweh seems to be an ancient storm deity adopted by the Israelites during the Iron Age. The storm traces back to the “God Of the Storm/God of The Air” or Enlil who in the ancient Sumerian story very well represents the qualities of satan.
So yes in many parts of the Bible, Yahweh is Enlil, who is really Satan. This is why Yahshua never worships Yahweh and says everyone who came before himself was thieves and robbers. "
In many parts of Deuteronomy and other parts of the Bible Enlil or Yahweh orders and pits people against each other in battle, validates sexual assault, is a jealous god, orders human sacrifice and yearns for the material gain of beef, lamb, gold, and virgins; as well as a multitude of things that an all-knowing and loving God would have no reason to indulge in. One can thank the Catholic Roman Church which combined all of the ancient deities into a monotheistic religion worshiping Yahweh/ Enlil.
With this realization, one can realize most of our history has been a battle against the corrupted and psychotic Catholic Roman church and the corrupted and psychotic Freem@sons. Both have taken their own understandings of our past and will kill and torture anyone who doesn't believe their own.
The elites believe that Lucifer using Satan as his agent enlightened man with knowledge that could make him more powerful than god. Again how completely arrogant and deceived to believe this and also not even understand your own story you use as proof.
First off, the serpent to these people accurately means wisdom and knowledge. The term nahash in Hebrew means Serpent and means The Shining or enlightened. That's what the serpent represented in the Adam and Eve story. But these dummies don't realize Enki is Lucifer. Not the Sun or a hidden god, but the Sumerian god named Enki
Lord Enki (En=Lord, Ki= Earth)
Enki means the Lord of the Earth and is either an incarnation or father of such figures such as Quetzalcoatl, Thoth, Odin, Loki, Prometheus Enoch, etc. I've made a film to show how there is much evidence to prove Enki was also Jesus; and the Satanists believe this as they believe Jesus, Satan, and Lucifer are all one of the same.
Where we differ though is that I believe that there is enough evidence to show that Yahshua did walk the earth, was crucified, and was either such an enlightened being that he understood the true nature of God or was a reflection of the true god of love himself.
It's funny that these people believe that their God Lucifer is not an actual Creator God when in every single culture, who Supposedly never knew each other, they speak about the same being. the same iconography, the same symbols, and the same Teachings. From the Native Americans, to the native Australians, to the Sumerians to the Asians, to tribes in Africa, and those in South America, etc.
These so-called Luciferians don't realize that Enki is the good God in the bible.
The god who is said to have gone behind Enlil's back to give us the knowledge of the Gods and to make us more enlightened than our rulers. The one who saved us from many of Enlil's famines and the great flood in which he wished to destroy all of humanity. Enki warned Utnapishna or Noah to build his ark and save his family and as many animals as he could.
Enki is the god who created us out of clay. Enki fell in love with his creation which he had made perfect. He saw himself in his creation and did everything in his power to uplift them and allow them to become enlightened themselves.
Much of the Bible is trying to teach you to not forget your true self and be led astray by Satan, Enlil, who rules in a shadow form. King Solomon and King David and the stories about them are a clear reference to this. Enlil, the god of the sky, and the eagle is still the ruler of the world today. You can see this on every single military and government insignia.
And this is why the elites hate Christianity. Because the ancient Sumerians and every other culture mirror and validate Christianity.
Enki should not be worshiped like he is god, for many cultures only speak of him as the mediator between the one true god. The god of unity and love, The God Who is everything In this universe. Although Enki is the father of man and created man to be more perfect than the rulers at the time, His only goal and purpose is to uplift Humanity to its own level.
That the true God is found within, every single culture in the world, who did not know each other at the time, and have the same iconography and stories about Creator Gods who made us in their image. The elites do not believe this. as you can see through our indoctrination through the schooling system. rationally there is no other way to explain how our brain gained such mass and brain capacity in such a short time.
It's also hilarious that these people think that they know so much when literally so many people of the world who Have a rich culture and a passed-down oral tradition literally tell you where they got their information from.
Every other religion, which they are against and wish to eradicate, are religions of love and unity. When not mistranslated and when reading their true teachings, one realizes that every religion is a way back to the unification with god.
A example of the higher realm of unity
We are all not our bodies but we are Immortal awareness, a reflection of God. There is only one consciousness in the whole universe and that is god. We are all Experiencing God to remember ourselves as God, to return to one's true self( which is God). The elites wish to erase our relationship to God and our true selves and return us to the state that Enlil originally tried to keep us in, slaves.
The elites who practice a satanic form of Gnosticism wish to create a socialist authoritarian technocracy and control everything we do think and consume so we may be 'illuminated' by their beliefs and return to Enlil's original wish for us to be slaves and drones. Peasants and little workers who serve our illuminated gods and live in their "utopia."
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The Messiah

The elites plan to create this new Society and order out the ashes of chaos. They plan on spearheading this by appointing a messiah, someone who will unite all the world's religions in a Time when it seems like there will be no peace.
I will go into this in detail and other posts as the elites fully believe that their Messiah is on the Earth today and will emerge very soon. Without even knowing this, I have met many people and heard many stories about this supposed messiah, and I will go into great detail explaining all perspectives and sides of this.
What I do know is that this Messiah is awaited by both those spiritually enlightened and those serving the false lords.
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Hey there! Thanks for watching our house for those last few days! I hope my Second Parents didn't give you much trouble! But today, these few days will get a bit more challenging.
(1) Remember when I said that there were 7 people in the Second Family? Yeah, I meant the kids too. There are 5 kids. Only 5. You have to keep count of how many people are in the house. If there are More than 7, do whatever you can to get the fakes out of the house.— You should be able to tell the differences between the Second Family and the fakes. Whether that be eye color( the Second Family has yellow eyes), Extra Limbs, behavior patters, etc. —Whether it be persuasion, Luring them, or just straight up killing them. But make sure to clean up after. They can bleed a LOT.
I will be listing the kids by age. From youngest to oldest. You are the main responsibility of them now. If they get hurt, you die.
Second Baby Sister
The SBS is like the core of the Second Family, if she gets hurt, the entire house goes into a craze.
(2) She might run up to you. She wants to play with you. You're the monster. After she gives you a hit on the leg, she'll go -Poof-, and she will be hiding somewhere around the house. If could be as simple as under a bed, behind a door, or behind the couch. But sometimes, she might be outside the house. Don't worry. She won't be far. You can tell if you're near if you hear a faint sound of a music box. You have a Maximum time of 10 minutes to find her. Failure to find her in that given amount of time and Second Mother will be MAD. And trust me, you don't want to see her mad. She's scary, I've seen it with my own eyes.
(3) You have to keep a CLOSE eye on her, because she likes to get into stuff she has no business being into. When she has something in hand that could either seriously harm her or harm others, Calmly take it out of her hand and give her something valuable.
(3b) I recommend having a pacifier with you at all times, because when she cries, she cries LOUD.
(4) Sometimes, she will call your name, and then grab your finger. When that happens, Stop WHATEVER You're doing, no matter how serious it is, and follow her. Do not mind the warping around you, only mind what's in front of you.
Second Little Brother
The SLB Is the "Golden Child" of the family, but might occasionally get fussed at by the SP.
(5) He's mostly the "Messenger" of the 7. So when he tells you that one of the other kids needs you, or Second MotheFather needs you, go to them and fulfill that request. However, if you're busy, or just don't want to do it, just say "I'm busy right now" or "I'm dealing with something at the moment". They're understanding.
(5b) Don't abuse the fact that you're "busy" too much. Otherwise they'll get suspicious.
(6) He'll occasionally ask for the Knuckles and Tails "plushies" on a shelf above the bed in my room. Just politely decline, no matter how sad he sounds. Because those plushies are actually demons, and there should be a Bible underneath them. That's the only thing stopping them.
Second Middle Brother
The SMB is like the cool kid of the family. Though he can get angry VERY easily.
(7) He'll be in the Brother's room, playing the Xbox. —If you sit in the black business chair next to the PC, you can get a clear view of the TV.— You might hear some yelling and banging. So when that happens, you need to calm him down otherwise SM will hurt him. While that may seem easy, it can actually be quite challenging. From what I know, the fastest way of calming him down is to give him your phone. Yeah, I know. Disappointing. But the reason is that the Second Older Sister has his phone. And isn't willing to give it back.
(8) The Second Middle Brother and the Second Older Brother rarely fight, but when they do, it can get violent VERY quickly. You can't do anything about this, otherwise you'll get killed between the two. It's best to call Second Father. He won't hurt them. however, he WILL harshly yell at them. I know, it hurts to hear, but it's the only way.
(9) He might sometimes climb into my bed to sleep on. You HAVE to wake him up. Otherwise SOB will yell at him, then Rule 8 will happen all over again.
Second Older Brother
The SOB is kind of like the...Older Brother of the 7. There's no explanation since I rarely see him.
(10) He doesn't like- no.. he HATES the fact that you're here. So he'll mostly ignore or not even acknowledge your existence. There's little to no information about him, but just don't follow him through closed doors.
Second Oldest Sister
She's almost never seen by anyone, since she stays in the SECOND room to the left of the hallway.
(11) She doesn't like it when someone comes into her room uninterrupted. So make sure to knock 3 times. If there's no answer, wait 10 seconds. Then knock again. Keep doing this until you hear a response from inside the room.
(12) The SOS is usually seen around the SOB. Keep in mind that the SOS is TALLER than the SOB. If it's the other way around, call the Second Father.
(13) The SOS might ask one of the Other Brothers for their stuff. 9/10 they will refuse, which would lead to an argument, which would lead to a fight. When this happens, refer to Rule 8.
And that's basically it for the Second Kids! They're actually pretty chill if they warm up to you, but I don't know about the Second Older Brother... there's something sinister with him, and I can't really think about why. But other than that, Those kids are the Second Parents and YOUR responsibility. If they get hurt, and you're assumed to be the main suspect, you WILL face the consequences. Which is probably either a very long lecture or just dying. Just ask for the Lecture. It's boring, I know. But it's better than dying, right?