Deeper & Lighter… at the same time.

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The new testament is rife with quips about the ones trafficking in Learned-ness being shown to be fools by how hard it is for them to understand faith, which leads them to discount it instead of deal with being under supplied in the acuity that’d make sense of the modality of faith.

In other words… the ease with which you mock believers is baked into your being blocked from its bounty by your own arrogant stupidity. It is woven into the game soon as you commit to playing the part you pick.

(That’s why so many angels got tagged for pointing out the…nevermind.)

You picked players that can’t access that level without upgrades… which is why you’re so obsessed with ‘appearances’ amongst “them(whole nother post)”…and you disparage those who picked better skins to slide between realms.

That’s why so much of your “black magic” is centered around trying to do shit so-called norms do ambivalently. Like feel, for real.

..but the other, lighter, more demented aspect is all that translates in a secular sense into the higher learning grid jockeying.

I Aced the very tests your whathaveyous put in place to make people like you jockey to pander to them in tony schools, enclaves and storied salons in the first place. 97th percentile overall. 99th in the one that matters here.

So… even by your own irreligious terms, with naan a spiritual whiff in the mix, don’t fucking come for me with this nonsense with a mind less than mines if you wanna do more than fucking amuse me, ya twats.

Find me another genius(by your crew’s fucking assignation, if a real one will even suffer you) to tussle with~

or beck the fuq up offa meez, geez! You’re boring me. You’ve already bored me. & you continue to bore me.

Co-signed by the Evil Angel of Ancient lore.

Even the post-Angelic-entanglement-stoics told you that my brain is on some divergent, supra-level shit, but you didn’t listen. Even they weighed & measured your machinations & found you mentally lacking when it comes to your lofty in reverse goals. You were warned. & perhaps that’s what turned you on. You with your coprophilous, scatological, self-humiliation kink.

You weirdly wanted to be food I pushed around a plate waiting for ragnarok to roll, with no comprehension that my kind does NOT shit where we eat like your kind has been led to.

…Weird on your part.

BUT Fiiine.

You wanna read City of God with me? Show & prove? …Go head.

…but not only are you motivated by the wrong reasons, the likelihood of you getting the same thing out of it that I would is grace of God level stique. & you think you don’t believe in him.

The same levels of revelation and divination are available in a so-called spiritual book and a phone book.

it’s never about what is read, at the core.

It is about the state of the mind will & emotions of the Reader.

I’d love it …if you’d take a breath…and then a thought…as to why I’m reading it…and Then see if you can join me there.

A book club of sorts.

Yeah… that’d be hot.

…that’d be sapiosexual as fuck, yo.