Take me to the top

Thanks Mötley Crüe.

I’m not talking about the song. But it gave me an idea.

Take me to the top.

Take me to 11th dimension. 

In theory I would be God. I’m a 10th dimensional being meaning I walk through God’s mind and God shows me shit.

Think about it.

It’s like sitting on God’s shoulder while God gives me an education. 

I’m small, less than a speck on a speck on a speck.  I’m an idiot even with an IQ of 215.

Compared to God I’m an idiot. 

It’s why I listen to God. 

Now if I can admit I’m stupid, why can’t anyone else admit it?

Narcissism.

The narcissistic quality in humans makes us think we’re smart. But then why do we use plastic?

It’s stupid to create a thing that never degrades.

The unified field.  Everything uses everything to evolve. 

That’s how simple it is.

Tell that to PhDs and get laughed at.

I gave everyone how to build a replicator.  I’m smart. No patents. No corporate bullshit.

Just me.

Tell that to PhDs and get laughed at until someone builds them and solves world hunger.

We have the ability to get off cash using these things.

Do you understand why I want to go to the top?

I’m done with this world as long as narcissism isn’t put into psychiatric facilities.  It’s a mental illness.  But instead it’s running this country, and other countries and corporations and stuff.

Jeff Bezos is mentally ill, along with Bill Gates,  Elon Musk, Dario Amode, and others.  All of them are narcissists.

I’m done dealing with this narcissistic age, and I’m ready for the new Earth.

But what can I do.

I’m only one person with a blog.

I need you all to wake the fuck up please and thank you.

Take me to the top.

This is years upon years of frustration.

Have a blessed one and be excellent always.

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