I used to say, “Death is my best friend.”
Now, he’s just a friend.
Why do any of us fear death?
I don’t, so if you could help me out, why do you fear death?
I picked my death, and I actually live accordingly to the death I picked out.
I’m a romantic, worst ever romantic.
My death that I picked out involves a woman.
We spend as many years as we can take, not take, as many years as we love life and all it has to offer, that’s when we have one last lovemaking session.
As we make love, we break into energy, leaving the mortal life behind.
In order for me to do this, I have to be honest, as honest as honest can be. Typically, when someone says shit like this, you know you’re about to hear a lie.
I’m not typical.
I allow the universe to reflect the one, and as I get closer to her, it’s all I can see.
What I mean by see is what I can feel using my intuition through telepathic, empathic, and spiritual as to what I’m able to pick up through synchronicity.
As we speak, we create synchronicity.
As I called Death to ask Death what he had to teach me about life, that was one of the greatest questions I ever asked and got a full detailed answer like a motherfucker and a half.
Who knew Death was so chatty?
I channel other entities and stuff.
Death in me feels creepy, seeing how others react, kind of fun.
If one should dare to call to Death, use the personification one thinks will work, and it will.
As we speak, we create.
Essentially, I created Death to fit my perspective of what a being who is the personification of death.
Universal Consciousness can create any personification one needs.
It’s how it works.
As long as you are a true believer, meaning your belief is at the level of narcissism that one believes nothing else. The shit will work.
Kind of work. Shit is as chaotic as fuck.
What we do to manage the chaos is what we do.
Some of us manage well, others not so much.
When you go to sleep the next time, think about the metaphor I due as a I sleep and when I wake I will be reborn.
And you will.
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