For Lilian and the Indigos - Above Top Secret

LORD. SAVIOR. DISHWASHER.
When this, “my trip,” began, I went through a sanity questioning phase. I became extra
introspective, asking, “Where is this coming from?” and “Why me?”
And I remembered that when I was 5 years old I had this notion that I was reserved for
something big, that I’d be taken care of, that I’d be rich, that I was going to live a long
time – and knew that I WAS an inventor.
Shortly after my “vision,” on Feb 16 1996, I was hurtled into a series of synchronicities
and serendipitous events and encounters that would set me on this path. What path? The
path to GOD=G.U.T. – I did not impose the most recent spirit/science fork, but will hold
it where it’s one… This grokking of God, the universe, and everything allowed me to
invent AI, Free Energy and Teleportation technologies. These miraculous and disruptive
inventions assume an innate relationship to the potential of humanity, to its well being
and enlightenment, but most of all, its SLACK. This was the original intent of God for
man and Man for technology, the top of Maslow’s pyramid.
We have no time to love ourselves, much less our enemy. Somewhere in the Bible, I
think it says, “If these times were not cut short no one would survive.” That fork just
became a knife.
In the past 14 years, my mission has become more imminent and my memes have gained
potency, probably due to the dozen 2012 books on the shelves. I have had to become a
witness to my transformation: from reluctant, to overzealous, to bored. There’s a kind of
zen to my current indifference. No number of remarks about me forgetting my meds, or
your personal qualifiers will stop what has to be done. There is no question regarding my
sanity and intent that you can ask which I have not asked myself.
Like most rogue messiahs, I have tripped on psychedelics and attained Christ
consciousness, if but for a few minutes. Still, it was enough. A “heroic” dose of
psilocybin left me laughing and crying in the throes of an ecstatic catharsis and I knew at
once that we are all beautiful creations here to serve each other. Since then, no matter
how much my now easily differentiated ego chooses to hate individuals or groups, I’m
able to reel in that negativity… But the truth of it is, is that God’s love translates into my
Wrath.
I can’t judge the entire populace of Earth but everyone can judge me. Among my fruits
are things you may deem too human or even Satanic. There are lesser lines in the sand
beyond the audacity of claiming these titles, and I get that. I’m the Christ that I would get
behind and support. If you believe I AM doing the will of our creator, if you have the
desire and will to work towards The Abundance Paradigm or New Jerusalem, then you
are one of The Elect, The Remnant, The Chosen, Spiritual Israel, The Body, My People.
If you dismiss me outright because I drop F-Bombs, listen to obnoxious music or because