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It’s humbling to notice with acceptance that bodies seem to stop working, and degenerate once Holy Spirit is beckoned back inside the Pineal Portal, from too much suffering trauma out here. Once inside Oversoul again, where there are, clearly no bodies inside Heaven, we get, all the help in the Inner Realm to experience our Life-review, not so much individually any more, but from a ONENESS Spirit Conscience gentle, kind, and compassionate Mercy Perspective.
As we humbly notice with acceptance that Oversoul shows us our Life-review, Heaven helps us formulate our next Life-plan, almost instantly, by appearing back outside in a body again, to project ourselves out to suffer, experientially in loving service, how we(individually, and collectively, from Oversoul’s perspective) harmed others in Karmic divisive-gender role-reversal lifetimes. This experiential suffering paradigm ‘is’ the instant 3D suffering movie of our Karmic miming-mirrors in un-living color.
As long as we sit in our Heavenly Humble Seat and ‘receive’ all the lessons suffering Karma provides, our receptive forgiveness intention turns all chemical energy into Light energy, as we favor gentle, kind, compassionate Mercy, instead of fighting our own sulphur smoke from more physical fear of separation drama. Struggling in quicksand only increases Karmic drowning traumas, so the more we try to change our Karmic mirrors, the more unforgiving Karma we co-create for ourselves, and for our collective Oversoul too.
It’s humbling to notice angry feelings without any need to react to change what we have already agreed with Heaven to experience, so it seems spit-in-the-eye-of-God silly from this safe space created herein, to try to make this paradigm a better place for future generations of our children, when our children come here to show us our past Karma, as agreed from the very Life-review we, all went through, that brings us back out here, altogether again.
To pretend to come here as, either happy gender half-life is absolutely opposed to the motive for suffering our linear-time separation need, to experience how we harmed ‘ourselves-in-ONENESS, when we pretended in the other ‘happy’ gender half-life. As long as we continually forgive others as an illusion of ourselves in this Karmic-suffering intention, we humbly receive what we need, instead of drowning in the quicksand resenting our illusions making fun of insanity in a mirror.
Another forgiving metaphor is to imagine we are treading water in the septic tank of life altogether, so when we forgive others humbly with acceptance and compassion we, sort of float to the top, and are able to breath without big gulps drowning us in our own denied Karma. The more we forgive others, as ourselves the higher and dryer we come up, and out of the drama struggles, so we become water skiers across the septic tank of life.
We may feel a few speed bumps from hitting floaters once in a while, yet sooner than later, now forgiveness provides a sort of Noah’s Ark, and we discover while we were busy forgiving it all, safe passage actually eclipses a Heaven On Earth suffering paradigm, into a Source of Delight. Spirit-favor increases Light, with, no more need for a suffering body illusion drowning in every traumatic breath ambivalence, so we just careen back inside ONENESS for a much needed break, more like a longer recess from the Karmic suffering school of ‘tick tock’ hard knocks separation.
The upside into Delight, that comes from continual forgiveness, becomes a soul-celebration of Loving service Oversoul inspiration Peace of Love, where instead of pretending to be friends with other happy seeming chocolate covered Earth psychopaths, we get to blend in to the Light and Love-fantastic inside Heaven where there is only supreme gratification from learning to live loved again, without gulping any septic-debt quicksand, filling new Karmic-diapers with constant itchy gender-floater grit.
Floaters getting ‘happily’ Married seems as weird as science making expensive turd diagnoses for septic tank Governors, but floater-squishy sex popping more suffering little anxious prairie dogs, is nothing compared to sending innocent-floaters to school, to learn how to breath-gulp, and like it. Separating One huge septic tank into sections so we can justify continual War-floater sacrifice, just about takes the cake, and eats it too.
We make weapons out of our child-floater triangle love-child lobbers, and we don’t even notice how psychopathic ego gulpers are no different on the inside, no matter how big a smile we carve into the outer chocolate shiny beauties. We, really are something alright, but these suffering metaphors may inspire enough Humble Spirit Humor, to Love-enhance breathing-lite without any more itchy-physical thong-floater Yoga, so we can get over ourselves, and settle down in our Humble-seat, to forgive it all, and stop sinking back into Gender-quicksand Karma-dharma Glub-club sex-itch suffering-swamp speed-hump crocodile-drama.
Imagine after dying, watching that Life-review, and instantly appearing in a new 3D Life-plan, but instead of being grateful for everything we need to learn, experientially, we waste all our valuable Karma trying to fix everything, so no one gets to ‘want’ to forgive anything? Imagine where money fits in, as if Money can ever water ski, without forgiveness? If we pitifully cling to another floater, then doesn’t that drown the both of us, so we come back, and try it again from different sides of the same muddy mirror?
Happiness comes from Healing ONENESS Heaven inside, yet suffering outside, without forgiveness breathing for us, is worse than red ants at any Psychotic Planet septic-training picnic. I like to get good, and angry just before forgiving it all, yet I notice the pinched nervous unhappy ones deny anger, and never seem to need to forgive anything, as if their mouths are, so full of it, they never can, even admit it?
I am angry and I am happy to say it, and even happier when I forgive it down deep where the biggest smiles can’t fool anyone else, except another mean Spirited Psycho-mirror on foul-smelling steroids. If I think of the whole World pretending to be happy, as if that’s the goal here, while the whole World is drowning in the septic tank of Karmic-life, then, where do we get off pretending we can, ever make this a better place for our future progeny, when they, Karmic-come to us in the present septic, as part of our ‘Hate-dying’ Life review from the divisive-gender role-reversal linear-time illusory generational half-life past?
I ‘accept’ we are, all, just so full of it, that there is no Love-simple innocent-kindness left of us…
Wee Conipinikins repenting Big Time
w/Angry-fun inside “Amazing Grace”
Thanks to: http://inteldinarchronicles.blogspot.com
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