The energies are closing. To reemerge later on stronger, the second it follows. The moment after. The instant after the instigation of your mind. I don’t know what to say. Everything is said. Read on the internet. The words have been used. Now time to use feeling and convey their meanings. Since 1500, the enlightenment era. Everything has been said after that. Reason, love, bliss. How to live an appropriate life. Everything.
The loss of philosophy. How Kant was the last, Humes, Descartes. The last philosophers. After that, it was a poise of patate. You know what I mean. The last of philosophers. Now time to travel. Dimensions, time, spirit, fractals, astrals, dreams, everything. You can imagine it to be like a dream fold environment. Everything fractalize until you have reach understanding. Fractilize and dimensionalise, You get it. The right punctuation. . dockt. Everything is mallaeble and liquid. We can reign over it. Don’t be afraid of words. Metastatise your feelings. Make them available. Share them. Through telepathy. Homeopathy. Liquid love. Liquid love. The great song. Liquid love of potatoes. You know my style. Everything is liquid. Crystal bodies. Light frequencies. Share that. Accumulate beings and give them all in the blink of an eye. Of a spirit. Of a ratio. You know the stories. Everything to be done each time. I’m not Jesus. Who cares. Or Buddha. Or others. But we speak through them. The ancestors. Praise Jesus. The only Gladiator of love. Believe it. I don’t.

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