Earlier today, I was rather preoccupied with various ideas but all of them centered around the nature of reality, duality, unity, and God. Mostly, I considered the nature of division, why division was necessary for an all-knowing God and how this necessarilly must allow evil. That can be expounded upon later, I suppose.

I am just setting a timeline of events for you to understand.

Regardless, I decided to venture into an roleplay site that I haven't been to in quite a while. Why I was ever there in the first place and why I stopped going, that's neither here nor there and I will do my best to hide identities, (though, I don't think I really can in one occassion for this to be truly understood). Immediately after I logged on two names, I was kicked off. So, instead, I chose just a single name:

Dr. Manhattan. That's the character I roleplayed. I got on it because there was someone who wanted to talk to me there and that was how I was sort of feeling at the time. I tend to do that. Anyway.

As soon as I logged on, someone with the name "Unique" logged on abnd messaged me asking for roleplay.

[The chat you see there is a log and thus does mirror the time in the taskbar, but it does mirror the sequence of events and verify it's the same taskbar.]

I politely told her that I don't really roleplay anymore and that I'm only in the mood to talk, but if she wanted to talk, I'd be happy to. Specifically, I wanted to talk about her character because it struck me as interesting. In it, she described the character (who seemed to be a sort of shape-shifter), to reside in a place where neither humans nor non-humans could go.

I thought, well, that makes sense but maybe it doesn't make sense to others. Perhaps she's playing the God-Mind? Humans and Non-Humans are identies and indenties are labels of separation. Truly, the only thing that could reside there would be the God-Mind because it is ALL and thus in a constant state of super-flux-rest. Without identity and not separated but capable of being and doing anything.

When I brought this up to her, we had a small laugh because I misunderstood her and she enlightened me about what the character was really about and how it inspired her. I will not delve deep, but it is essentially that she has always dreamed of being able to just manifest things with her mind like it was a sort of dream.

I laughed and told her that maybe I was going to sound crazy since we just met, but that "reality" is a manifestion of thought. Desire and belief manifests reality on both the mnicro and macro scale. So, to keep doing what she does! The rest you can see there.

------

Well, it took a little bit for me to actually get outside. I was drawn into a thought about morality of all things and came to the conclusion that morality can only truly exist if there is an entity that knows everything:

For it will be able to discern what is the right thing to do. So omnienscie is necessary.

It would have to know every viewpoint, which means that it would have to see it exactly from every perspective in order to gain that knowledge: omnipresence. (The thing about omnipresence is that if something is EVERYWHERE, logically, there is nowhere for anything else to be, right? Remnember that.)

Remember that parentheses? Well, if this entity is what everything else is made out of (because nothing can coexist with it at the same level, everything else has to be expressions since its level is ALL levels), that means everything that is capable of happening, it is capable of doing: There is our omnipotence.

That brought about a problem, though: The problem of Good and Evil. If everything is just the expression of this entity (God, I'll just fucking come out and say it), then what is Good and Evil? Well, think about our original problem:

God has all the qualities necessary to be able to fully discern what is Good and Evil because It has the full picture. Its expressions, however, are limited. However, gloriously, they are unique compared to one another.

The problem is that if God Knows, that means it exist. Remember: Wherever God is, so is existence in some form; whether that the God-Mind or its expression. Or else it would not omnipresence. So, if there is a thought, that thought manifests.

The next step is that since God knows all, God knows Evil as well; so Evil WILL manifest just as Good will. But since God knows all, then God knows what is Right and what is wrong. There is never any ambiguity because God has absolute certainty from absolute knowledge. However, God knows Seperation from Itself as well, but remember: thoughts manifest EXPRESSIONS, not REALITY. REALITY IS ONLY GOD. So it is EXPRESSIONS straying-but-still-connected-to-God BELIEVING God doesn't exist or has separated from them or doesn't have the qualities of God.

The thing about the pseudo-division is that we can't say it's inherently Evil, (because only God decides what is in Its total scope), but it does open us up to fault: AMBIGUITY. AMBIGUITY is the fall of all existence that's conscieceness does not recognize, understand, and believe its unity with God. And it isn't just with man, either. When I say all existence, I mean ALL EXISTENCE.

You see, with ambiguity, we can never for sure know what's Right and what's wrong. Why? Because we have a limited scope. Limited perception. No matter what we try to do, we'll be missing some small part of the picture. Even if you manage to catalagoue everthing on the Milky Way, there's countless galaxies waiting for you and an ever expanding universe that you cannot catch up with.

We simply cannot decide for certainty what is right or wrong by ourselves.

But we can with God, Anons. For, by logic, God knows what is right and what is wrong with absolute certainty. That is why God is necessary in morality.

----

Strangely enough, while I was dancing to some some songs from System of a Down, my mind went to the problem of the Joker. For some reason, I believed that I could understand Satan from the viewpoint of the Joker. You can be the judge, but I am confident. Let that confidence fuel you to tear me apart.

Imagine, that you have decided that you were going to separate from God. Remember something, anons: There is no true separation from god. So when you do this, you're not really separating. You are believing you are, but there is no escaping God's presence.

Now imagine that you had the knowledge of Good and Evil as well. Think about what that means for a second. You're a mere EXPRESSION who has DOES NOT HAVE the omniensce of God, but you know what Good and Evil are.

Think of the havoc that you could cause.

Satan = The Expression of Seperation from God

Why did this bring me to the Joker? Well, I thought of something I heard of concerning him that said that he had super-sanity: in that, he understood that he was in a comic book. As in, really understood.

So, this manifested in a few theorized ways:

-So he played by the rules just enough to not get totally written out by the writers. (This doesn't make sense. God thinks all, so it thinks of Seperation. Seperation will always exist).

-He does things that make people lose faith in their creator. Horrendous acts. (I like this one, but I won't say why. Make my bias work against me).

Add in your own possibilities!


Imagine living in Gotham and finding out everything that happened was literally because of God, essentially. How would you think people would take that?

99% in the hospital. The Full Scope.

Here's the thing, though: No matter what Separation from God does, how powerful it gets, it is always a choice! ALWAYS! At some level, you have to consent! Why? Because we're still God so we still want to be connected, but we're also just an expression of God, so there is ambiguity.

(Free Will.) (But that doesn't exist, either, at our level but it does as well. We'll get to that in a bit)

So, what act will bring us closer to God and what act will bring us believing we're further away (Seperation/Satan)? We can't know unless we rely on God's judgement. Not for sure, anyway. We can make judgement calls, but we can never be 100%. Literally.

So, every choice that we make that we do not consult with God, we take a gamble.

I thought, then. Well, that isn't bad in and of itself. The gamble isn't the problem, it's that thinking that we know better that's the problem. How many times is that accuracy of something predictably happening given the scale of the universe, anons? By any method of measurement that you choose. Consult your local Chaos Theorists, anons. We can't know how things will turn out with absolute certainty, but we can have "probabilities".

Expression is an existence of "probabilities" is what I thought.

The second problem occurs when faced with things that would make us imagine that we're separate from God: now we're faced with the probability of what is the right action. What do we do? How do we do it? What if it effects something else down the line? How can we know what is good is actually good?

>If I sign this contract, I'll make tons of money/power!
>Other people control all my money/power in actuality, I have to do what they say, but they want me to continue doing what I do! Odds are in my favor and I spend freely!!
>Okay, now they want me to do something slightly illegal. Odds still in my favor. Crapload of money. Powerful people.
>Hm. Okay, now they want me to do something really illegal. No! Wait, what's that? If I don't, you'll release what I have done?
>Shit

If at any point, they had consulted with God, established and recognized the true reality, they would have known through God what is wrong and what is right.

Not through their priests
or rabbis
or gurus
or alien monarchs
or secret governments
or hippies

All of those things have limited perception in some way. None of them know with absolute certainty what is right and what is wrong. It is fine to play the odds, I thought, but it was important to understood what that meant.

---

Long story short, I had completely forgotten that I was supposed to leave to go outside (And I am sure some you have as well, anons). But I am guided in some way as you will soon see. All of this is important.

I apologized to my friend and left.

I had headphones on. I was listening to System of a Down. The song was Aerials, in fact, on repeat.

I had a choice of where to go to get a beverage, but I decided to do something. I asked God where I should go. I heard a thought that was definitely my thought in my head that told me where and I went there.

Now, as I was going inside, I saw a man who was clearly homeless sitting out. Now, a few times already, a different presumbly homeless man approached me for money. I always let him buy a hotdog or nachos or something with whatever he wanted on it instead. So, I thought, I am going to get that man something.

Immediately, something strange happened as soon as I made that decision. It wasn't like I was on auto-pilot. It's like I was myself but also not-myself. Like something was gently controlling me. Like I was me but not me but that was perfectly fine. I remember I was looking through the aisle, trying to figure out what to buy a homeless man, (an old, white guy) and being frustrated that so much of was cabal shit.

However, I got him some water, a naked juice, a gatorade, large bag of jerky, and a bag of trail mix. I approach cashier, asked for a separate bag so I could carry my drinks easily, too. I made sure that the cashier double bagged the stuff for the homeless man.

When I went outside, I didn't see him for a second and I was really disappointed. He had been sitting right outside the building before. I thought that he had left! Yet, when I looked around for a bit, I saw that he was sitting off to the side. So, I went up to him. Now, I am probably sure that my intentions at first were to just drop the bag off.

Instead, I sat down next to this homeless man and I talked to him. I was still in this weird mode, anons.

For a good couple minutes, he tried to say that he didn't ask for the stuff and that it wasn't his, but I kept reassuring that it was a gift to him. Finally, he accepted that and then he asked me:

"Why are you doing this?"

And I swear to God, anons, I said:

"Because you're a person, too, I want a world where life hasn't taught you that you should be afraid of being given a gift."

I asked what his name was and I thought he said Andy at first. Or Anthony. Or Andrew. Andrew is what I heard last.

I listened to this man's story, Anons, but it was strange. The man was clearly mentally unwell and couldn't speak well at all, but I could understand him perfectly. It's like I was connected to him mind-to-mind, almost perfectly understanding everything that he was saying.

I the thing is, anons. I didn't slow down my speech. I didn't change my vocabulary and this man understood each and every word without missing a single beat. There was no misstep in our communication.

He told me how he traveled all over tons of places mostly from the Eastern Side of the state from where I'm from. Colorado. Chicago. New York are a few I remember. I have memory problems, anons. Take that into consideration. Alcoholism problems before, coupled with meds before, and now weed I'm smoking, probably.

He told me about the things that he saw. I told him that everything was going to be better, but regardless, he should probably stop smoking (he had a spent cigarette in his hand).

Obviously, it was a joke, because I had a cigarette in my hand as well, and we laughed.

Eventually, though, the feeling faded. And I came with this sensation that I no longer needed to be there.

And I couldn't understand anymore and I really wanted to, because it was an absolutely blissful moment.

Regardless, we shook hands, I patted his back, I gave him the receipt so in case anyone asked, he had proof of purchase, then I left.

As I was walking back home, I turned and saw that someone else had sat by him and I thought: Well, that's awesome that someone else seems to be doing the same. And then I continued on. I still felt a little bit uneasy, unsure if that person was really doing something good. So, I kept checking behind me and even backtracked because it seemed like the homeless man had left without the bag and the other man (a younger one, it seemed) had it.

But Andrew was nowhere to be found after glanced around.

I made my way back home, realizing that something incredible, whatever it was, just happened.


    And immediately checked the Schumman Resonance. What you see here is the all the evidence (sparse), I know, that I've acquired.

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Phoenix Anon (UTC -7). Putting this out there so proof of this individual can be found if you're so inclined.

Earlier today, I was rather preoccupied with various ideas but all of them centered around the nature of reality, duality, unity, and God. Mostly, I considered the nature of division, why division was necessary for an all-knowing God and how this necessarilly must allow evil. That can be expounded upon later, I suppose.

I am just setting a timeline of events for you to understand.

Regardless, I decided to venture into an roleplay site that I haven't been to in quite a while. Why I was ever there in the first place and why I stopped going, that's neither here nor there and I will do my best to hide identities, (though, I don't think I really can in one occassion for this to be truly understood). Immediately after I logged on two names, I was kicked off. So, instead, I chose just a single name:

Dr. Manhattan. That's the character I roleplayed. I got on it because there was someone who wanted to talk to me there and that was how I was sort of feeling at the time. I tend to do that. Anyway.

As soon as I logged on, someone with the name "Unique" logged on abnd messaged me asking for roleplay.

[The chat you see there is a log and thus does mirror the time in the taskbar, but it does mirror the sequence of events and verify it's the same taskbar.]

I politely told her that I don't really roleplay anymore and that I'm only in the mood to talk, but if she wanted to talk, I'd be happy to. Specifically, I wanted to talk about her character because it struck me as interesting. In it, she described the character (who seemed to be a sort of shape-shifter), to reside in a place where neither humans nor non-humans could go.

I thought, well, that makes sense but maybe it doesn't make sense to others. Perhaps she's playing the God-Mind? Humans and Non-Humans are identies and indenties are labels of separation. Truly, the only thing that could reside there would be the God-Mind because it is ALL and thus in a constant state of super-flux-rest. Without identity and not separated but capable of being and doing anything.

When I brought this up to her, we had a small laugh because I misunderstood her and she enlightened me about what the character was really about and how it inspired her. I will not delve deep, but it is essentially that she has always dreamed of being able to just manifest things with her mind like it was a sort of dream.

I laughed and told her that maybe I was going to sound crazy since we just met, but that "reality" is a manifestion of thought. Desire and belief manifests reality on both the mnicro and macro scale. So, to keep doing what she does! The rest you can see there.

------

Well, it took a little bit for me to actually get outside. I was drawn into a thought about morality of all things and came to the conclusion that morality can only truly exist if there is an entity that knows everything:

For it will be able to discern what is the right thing to do. So omnienscie is necessary.

It would have to know every viewpoint, which means that it would have to see it exactly from every perspective in order to gain that knowledge: omnipresence. (The thing about omnipresence is that if something is EVERYWHERE, logically, there is nowhere for anything else to be, right? Remnember that.)

Remember that parentheses? Well, if this entity is what everything else is made out of (because nothing can coexist with it at the same level, everything else has to be expressions since its level is ALL levels), that means everything that is capable of happening, it is capable of doing: There is our omnipotence.

That brought about a problem, though: The problem of Good and Evil. If everything is just the expression of this entity (God, I'll just fucking come out and say it), then what is Good and Evil? Well, think about our original problem:

God has all the qualities necessary to be able to fully discern what is Good and Evil because It has the full picture. Its expressions, however, are limited. However, gloriously, they are unique compared to one another.

The problem is that if God Knows, that means it exist. Remember: Wherever God is, so is existence in some form; whether that the God-Mind or its expression. Or else it would not omnipresence. So, if there is a thought, that thought manifests.

The next step is that since God knows all, God knows Evil as well; so Evil WILL manifest just as Good will. But since God knows all, then God knows what is Right and what is wrong. There is never any ambiguity because God has absolute certainty from absolute knowledge. However, God knows Seperation from Itself as well, but remember: thoughts manifest EXPRESSIONS, not REALITY. REALITY IS ONLY GOD. So it is EXPRESSIONS straying-but-still-connected-to-God BELIEVING God doesn't exist or has separated from them or doesn't have the qualities of God.

The thing about the pseudo-division is that we can't say it's inherently Evil, (because only God decides what is in Its total scope), but it does open us up to fault: AMBIGUITY. AMBIGUITY is the fall of all existence that's conscieceness does not recognize, understand, and believe its unity with God. And it isn't just with man, either. When I say all existence, I mean ALL EXISTENCE.

You see, with ambiguity, we can never for sure know what's Right and what's wrong. Why? Because we have a limited scope. Limited perception. No matter what we try to do, we'll be missing some small part of the picture. Even if you manage to catalagoue everthing on the Milky Way, there's countless galaxies waiting for you and an ever expanding universe that you cannot catch up with.

We simply cannot decide for certainty what is right or wrong by ourselves.

But we can with God, Anons. For, by logic, God knows what is right and what is wrong with absolute certainty. That is why God is necessary in morality.

----

Strangely enough, while I was dancing to some some songs from System of a Down, my mind went to the problem of the Joker. For some reason, I believed that I could understand Satan from the viewpoint of the Joker. You can be the judge, but I am confident. Let that confidence fuel you to tear me apart.

Imagine, that you have decided that you were going to separate from God. Remember something, anons: There is no true separation from god. So when you do this, you're not really separating. You are believing you are, but there is no escaping God's presence.

Now imagine that you had the knowledge of Good and Evil as well. Think about what that means for a second. You're a mere EXPRESSION who has DOES NOT HAVE the omniensce of God, but you know what Good and Evil are.

Think of the havoc that you could cause.

Satan = The Expression of Seperation from God

Why did this bring me to the Joker? Well, I thought of something I heard of concerning him that said that he had super-sanity: in that, he understood that he was in a comic book. As in, really understood.

So, this manifested in a few theorized ways:

-So he played by the rules just enough to not get totally written out by the writers. (This doesn't make sense. God thinks all, so it thinks of Seperation. Seperation will always exist).

-He does things that make people lose faith in their creator. Horrendous acts. (I like this one, but I won't say why. Make my bias work against me).

Add in your own possibilities!


Imagine living in Gotham and finding out everything that happened was literally because of God, essentially. How would you think people would take that?

99% in the hospital. The Full Scope.

Here's the thing, though: No matter what Separation from God does, how powerful it gets, it is always a choice! ALWAYS! At some level, you have to consent! Why? Because we're still God so we still want to be connected, but we're also just an expression of God, so there is ambiguity.

(Free Will.) (But that doesn't exist, either, at our level but it does as well. We'll get to that in a bit)

So, what act will bring us closer to God and what act will bring us believing we're further away (Seperation/Satan)? We can't know unless we rely on God's judgement. Not for sure, anyway. We can make judgement calls, but we can never be 100%. Literally.

So, every choice that we make that we do not consult with God, we take a gamble.

I thought, then. Well, that isn't bad in and of itself. The gamble isn't the problem, it's that thinking that we know better that's the problem. How many times is that accuracy of something predictably happening given the scale of the universe, anons? By any method of measurement that you choose. Consult your local Chaos Theorists, anons. We can't know how things will turn out with absolute certainty, but we can have "probabilities".

Expression is an existence of "probabilities" is what I thought.

The second problem occurs when faced with things that would make us imagine that we're separate from God: now we're faced with the probability of what is the right action. What do we do? How do we do it? What if it effects something else down the line? How can we know what is good is actually good?

>If I sign this contract, I'll make tons of money/power!
>Other people control all my money/power in actuality, I have to do what they say, but they want me to continue doing what I do! Odds are in my favor and I spend freely!!
>Okay, now they want me to do something slightly illegal. Odds still in my favor. Crapload of money. Powerful people.
>Hm. Okay, now they want me to do something really illegal. No! Wait, what's that? If I don't, you'll release what I have done?
>Shit

If at any point, they had consulted with God, established and recognized the true reality, they would have known through God what is wrong and what is right.

Not through their priests
or rabbis
or gurus
or alien monarchs
or secret governments
or hippies

All of those things have limited perception in some way. None of them know with absolute certainty what is right and what is wrong. It is fine to play the odds, I thought, but it was important to understood what that meant.

---

Long story short, I had completely forgotten that I was supposed to leave to go outside (And I am sure some you have as well, anons). But I am guided in some way as you will soon see. All of this is important.

I apologized to my friend and left.

I had headphones on. I was listening to System of a Down. The song was Aerials, in fact, on repeat.

I had a choice of where to go to get a beverage, but I decided to do something. I asked God where I should go. I heard a thought that was definitely my thought in my head that told me where and I went there.

Now, as I was going inside, I saw a man who was clearly homeless sitting out. Now, a few times already, a different presumbly homeless man approached me for money. I always let him buy a hotdog or nachos or something with whatever he wanted on it instead. So, I thought, I am going to get that man something.

Immediately, something strange happened as soon as I made that decision. It wasn't like I was on auto-pilot. It's like I was myself but also not-myself. Like something was gently controlling me. Like I was me but not me but that was perfectly fine. I remember I was looking through the aisle, trying to figure out what to buy a homeless man, (an old, white guy) and being frustrated that so much of was cabal shit.

However, I got him some water, a naked juice, a gatorade, large bag of jerky, and a bag of trail mix. I approach cashier, asked for a separate bag so I could carry my drinks easily, too. I made sure that the cashier double bagged the stuff for the homeless man.

When I went outside, I didn't see him for a second and I was really disappointed. He had been sitting right outside the building before. I thought that he had left! Yet, when I looked around for a bit, I saw that he was sitting off to the side. So, I went up to him. Now, I am probably sure that my intentions at first were to just drop the bag off.

Instead, I sat down next to this homeless man and I talked to him. I was still in this weird mode, anons.

For a good couple minutes, he tried to say that he didn't ask for the stuff and that it wasn't his, but I kept reassuring that it was a gift to him. Finally, he accepted that and then he asked me:

"Why are you doing this?"

And I swear to God, anons, I said:

"Because you're a person, too, I want a world where life hasn't taught you that you should be afraid of being given a gift."

I asked what his name was and I thought he said Andy at first. Or Anthony. Or Andrew. Andrew is what I heard last.

I listened to this man's story, Anons, but it was strange. The man was clearly mentally unwell and couldn't speak well at all, but I could understand him perfectly. It's like I was connected to him mind-to-mind, almost perfectly understanding everything that he was saying.

I the thing is, anons. I didn't slow down my speech. I didn't change my vocabulary and this man understood each and every word without missing a single beat. There was no misstep in our communication.

He told me how he traveled all over tons of places mostly from the Eastern Side of the state from where I'm from. Colorado. Chicago. New York are a few I remember. I have memory problems, anons. Take that into consideration. Alcoholism problems before, coupled with meds before, and now weed I'm smoking, probably.

He told me about the things that he saw. I told him that everything was going to be better, but regardless, he should probably stop smoking (he had a spent cigarette in his hand).

Obviously, it was a joke, because I had a cigarette in my hand as well, and we laughed.

Eventually, though, the feeling faded. And I came with this sensation that I no longer needed to be there.

And I couldn't understand anymore and I really wanted to, because it was an absolutely blissful moment.

Regardless, we shook hands, I patted his back, I gave him the receipt so in case anyone asked, he had proof of purchase, then I left.

As I was walking back home, I turned and saw that someone else had sat by him and I thought: Well, that's awesome that someone else seems to be doing the same. And then I continued on. I still felt a little bit uneasy, unsure if that person was really doing something good. So, I kept checking behind me and even backtracked because it seemed like the homeless man had left without the bag and the other man (a younger one, it seemed) had it.

But Andrew was nowhere to be found after glanced around.

I made my way back home, realizing that something incredible, whatever it was, just happened.

And immediately checked the Schumman Resonance. What you see here is the all the evidence (sparse), I know, that I've acquired.