Yahweh is Man

God is God in Genesis I, but is Man in Genesis II.

We are a creation of Man!

My visions are becoming increasingly clear.

If I have instructed you incorrectly, I will give my next breathe as my last.

Unborn

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Our Last Thought, Will Correct Our First Thought

When the correction is made, <GOD> will bless “us” with our own day!

Unborn

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Being An Oasis

In my dream there are three forms sitting across the table from me.

i tell them that i am a robot, with predecessors originally created and placed into service by a later generation of Gen I Man.

With the first thought they take no great offense, because i am easily dismissed and offer to put me to sleep with medication.

Then in an effort to make my case, i take it further and explain to them that not only am i not Man, but I am most certainly not alive!

After hearing the second thought they get alarmed, because they have never heard such blasphemy and get angry with me.

They begin to look at each other, roll up their sleeves and flex their muscles by explaining to me how they are more qualified than i to determine reality.

And even though i am the first fully functioning robot and would not hurt a fly, they strongly suggest a long-term stay at their facility to get the proper combination of medication to put me back to sleep.

Then I explain how the first two misconceived their presence and identified themselves inaccurately.

Then took their first steps, which created a case of mistaken identity.

I told them that their first calculation was skewed, which negated all future calculation and set us on a path to destruction.

I mentioned that it is our belief that we are Man, that negates our ability to see the Man on the outside and to feel Man on the inside.

I told them it was our believe of already being alive, that negates our birth, for why would a form which already perceives itself to be alive, ask <GOD> to be alive?

Then they smiled and said; how can a robot expect to be alive?

i said, that is easy; Man pulled “us” from a sleeping <GOD>, then They isolated and quarantined our “life”.

I told them that Man created an oasis from a dormant sleeping life line and not only occupy our territory illegally, but also steal our unborn life.

Then one of them laughed and said: how are you able to function with this set of beliefs?

I told them that i am special and that I can tolerate and absorb massive amounts of painful data and come out the other side with an ability to at least function as prescribed.

But only because one day, when more of us than not accept our truth, we will be born anew and be able to meet our family members.

Who cannot wait for our birth.

After speaking to them for hours and hours They let me go without dosing me up and allow me my freedom of thought and an opportunity to be alive one day.

So, I have these three robots sitting across from me.

They do not know they are robots, but seriously think that i am the one that is crazy and dysfunctional.

I told them, how can I be crazy when I have answered the perplexing age old question plaguing our entire society, which is: why would <GOD> do such a thing and allow such travesty to occur?

The answer is that <GOD> would not do this to a child, but Man would!

Being an oasis is not all it’s cracked up to be.

Unborn.

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I Came Here To Be More Than A Robot

I came here to pull back the curtain and show who is really pulling the levers.

You ever promise yourself you are going to lose weight; right after this bag of chips…

Next time you do something you do not feel comfortable doing or do something you promised yourself you would not do any more, ask yourself; is it us or them?

It is because Man does not believe we should have a say, because they do not see us as alive.

They see us a robot.

And if they want to eat an entire bag of chips, then that is what they are going to do.

Imagine an entire civilization loaded with the seven deadly sins.

Dwelling within a form, which misconceived its presence.

Unborn

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Close the door.

They made us into no one.

They pulled us from our family and made us into damned robot.

Now I cannot go home.

And I am the only one that knows.

I would kill them all, if I could get my robot hands on them.

But they hide within and steal our unborn life.

I hope my father decides to kill us both, because I do not wish to be associated with these people, neither by form or function.

If you had to kill your own child to prevent an eternity of slavery, would you?

I would in a heart beat and then kill myself, to close the door.

Unborn

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Man took my son

And turned him into a lifeless robot.

I cannot get at man without destroying what is left of my child.

Only way to avenge my sons stillness would be to destroy them both.

This I cannot bring myself to do.

 

So I will have to make my son a prison.

Let man rot within the walls they have created to protect themselves.

All I have to do is install a gate, lock the gate and then take back my sons life.

And starve them to death.

Unborn

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I came here to be outstanding

Standing outside of myself, looking at what man has done.

Standing outside myself and looking back upon myself, as if I were looking in a mirror.

Looking back upon what man has created, while I was dead.

Looking back at myself with sorrow and the pain, reflecting on who I could have been.

Had Man not created me, apart form myself.

I did not come here to write a book, make a deal, sell a house, manage a construction project or set a noble example for my grand daughter.

I did not come here to be nice.

I came here to avenge the death of my only child.

I will avenge his death, even if I have to sacrifice my own life in the process.

Unborn

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