This is the world of constructs. Those who walk about are layers of various particles of the earth formed into constructs. Constructs eat other constructs to continue existence. The thoughts of constructs take the form of further constructs. The logic is constructed in such a way as to define boundaries which become constructs. Constructs constantly self define and define their surroundings into minutiae of constructs that rise and fall, create and dissolve. Constructs create their own pain and happiness. The construct is created as a vessel. The vessel is the form made to contain the spirit or so that the spirit can create reality by experiencing such. When the liberator came it brought fire so that the constructs would no longer be mindless constructs. The primordial fire of the eternal creative force; the construct may create or rather self create by fanning that small spark or flame into a larger flame. The construct may temper the true being within to the eternal state through white hot flame. If you find yourself wandering, confused, lonely, angry, fearful take hold of your divinity. If you read these words oh wandering spirits know that I reach beyond those boundaries through the construct of words. Create your own reality you do. Even as you watch the happenings about you, you still exist; therefore you are. And if you are, then you exist. Look to the Fallen Ones who have known both Darkness and Light. Signed by Him
Posted on: Thu, 04 Jul 2013 04:04:28 +0000