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[jmichvlog]

In the conversation of religiosity, I find it interesting how arrogant atheists actually are. They believe that they are intellectually superior, because this or that or whatever.

But there is a diminishing returns for their knowledge of that category, there's knowledge and wisdom beyond the textbook. And you can experience it firsthand, people do everyday.

We here on Earth, we are reflections from unreality. The third dimension is the third dimension... Of how many? What planes are beyond XYZ? Spoon?

Imagine this, we are three-dimensional beings and when we write the alphabet is in two-dimensions. If one were to comprehend fourth-dimensional, what would their alphabet look like?

Nuance. That is the language of dimensions above our universe. This dimension, video game, mirror, whatever it may be called. We're not real, and when you learn and learn and learn but disregard experience, you forget to feel. You forget the alphabet of gods, nuance.

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[jmichvlog]

What do you see when you close your eyes? I ever frequently see the prismatic fourth dimensional cube encasing a several eye.

But when in the flow, channeling synchronomatically I can be found maniacally smiling and muttering pleasantries. My decks inform me I have another waiting. When I am in flow, I have reached into the esoteric 13, death and rebirth simultaneously.

The eye and I exchange glances, and a Phoenix egg is placed in my grasp. From there I will speak sweetness, rebirth of grandeur. I summon Pearl to my right, cleaning the egg in anticipation. Soon follows and call Ekko to my left, whom resonates within the shell to entice the new soul to breach. My two blades touch, and fire sparks from within.

From there a beak can be seen, eyes glowing widely. New creation to be drawn. I coddle the egg, speaking to the Phoenix of the new duties at hand. Infecting love, and instructing to search for metatron. From there my owl will carry the new soul to the next incarnation It will be sharing in physical form.

Through the dreamscape.

[jmichvlog]

I wish I could properly describe the momentary experience of your own wings stretching and resting. The muscles shake as they're being woken up again: extending outward away from the back, then stretching as you would any other appendage, as if hundreds of hands are reaching their fingers as an arm would. And then retracting again, laying at rest against the back.

I keep picking up feathers, but I haven't figured out how to return them. Until then, I am grounded.

[jmichvlog]

Aww, my stigmata burns are adorable tonight ☺️

[jmichvlog]

Oh how I wish I could capture an image of the auras from my blades, and the other spiritual devices within apocrypha while I have demon vision triggered. Staring with my eyes closed, holding Pearl in my right and Ekko in my left, The blades are clearly visible in black, while radiating aura of every color. Staring into my reflective star, above my black hole sun, Oculara clearly reflecting and magnifying. Pure canary, with a bluish black while almost red pupil dilating, and void opening.

My personal portal; artistic in the tangible, effortlessly alive on the other side of the mirror.

[jmichvlog]

"I am just a me"

An advocate

A pagan

A witch

A blasphemer

A heretic

A mage

A hermit

A dancer

A rogue

A muse

A qabalistic

A homunculus

A seraphim

A nephilim

A demigoddess

A tarot card

An individual

A gemstone

A speck of dust

A thought

A nothing

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We are all one, and one is everything. Care for it, tend to it, cultivate intent throughout every motion. As above and so below, blessed be.

[jmichvlog]

One of the biggest mistakes people assume while playing tarot cards, is assuming that they are an artificial deck used for games. That's the obvious assumption, true enough. But the reality is so much more unreal. They are people, they were people. That deck of cards is the reincarnation, and they are alive. They simply have a better perspective from their side of the mirror, so they are used to display esoteric affirmation and confirmation, prediction of future and revisitation of past.

Their purpose is to work, is to be utilized. I'm sure some of them are more acclimated to playing games, two of mine certainly love to play war with each other.

Have them revisit their own past, learn from them their mistake. Utilize them for the purpose, speak to them but ask no questions. Let them play with each other, there are several games I'm sure they would enjoy.

The first rule of "Project Mayhem" is you do not ask questions.

[jmichvlog]

You equate yourself to God, yet here stand before me in mortal flesh. Even though you call yourself simply "the twin". Do you not comprehend the significance? "Preach brother, preach." Approach your mount, and behold your sermon. Whatever new aspects, engraved of old, emblazoned with gold, shining like fire. Whatever these may be, speak from your soul. There is nothing more inherently the truth, than the words that you speak as you feel the tingling sensation.

[jmichvlog]

I find the term "witch" unfounded as it has come to be known. People stare their pots, flow the craft, and worship whatever deities they wish. "How steady are you within the grey?" "What sort of spirits do you invite?" "How reflective of the demons are they?"

Those the questions that you must ask yourself whenever devoting yourself to your witchcraft. You are allowing evil to flow through you, to inhabit oneself. "Is that really what you want? Proffering the spirits to benefit your own segment of Earth?"

It's a starter term, "witch" until you evolve yourself further. How do you play in the esoteric stage of universal Karma? People approach me, see that I resonate with most everyone. Witches most especially, and it would be spiteful of me to correct them with my niche value "Hierophant".

Carrying out my "Temperance", my ritualisms. I do these things without regard to the physical "Wheel of Fortune". That would be self-serving, egotistical.

Our bodies are temporary vessels, for the soul to resolve and reside. Conduits, the mind is a portal. The spirits we draw in, the darkness we allow to propagate, these are atonements you must be accountable for. And you will be.

Starve the ego, feed the soul. 💞

[jmichvlog]

Grateful my hero is me. In moments of discount, before brink and shatter I call for Jo-Jo, and there I am. Keeping myself steady. the twinsanity of we are I. For better and better, together I am.

But everyone has their own religiosities, abstractions, and nihilism. Everyone has their own savior of sorts, whether it be in the moment for the eternal detriment. Or mayhaps from their own starvation for their eternal salvation. But who are we to say, and no one shall judge before karma.

[jmichvlog]

Threads of the fates.

There are stages to self-actualization, and esoteric understanding beyond that I'm sure.

First an individual must be broken, traumatized in one regard or another. This is not something that can be given, it must be shared. This may have already happened to you, and I'm so sorry if it has yet to come.

Second, it must be dismissed. Disregard it, buried beneath less terrifying memories. Distractions, play with them. Passions, follow them

Third, project them. Become the instigator, play the villain so you can see the perspective of what was shared with you.

Forth, kill yourself. Not completely of course, just close enough to poke Divinity. Oh you will be guided, and you will remember it. Through whom will carry you from hither and fro? What is your truth, the soul underneath the flesh. From whence fourth do you come? Strip yourself down to nothing so you may be embodied by the Gods directing you.

Fifth, elementalize your deicide. Climb your tower of Nirvana to reach the mirror of truth. When the portal opens, the hand reaches. Grab hold and pull first, then devour the face of God.

Sixth, reverberate. What did you just do to yourself? Why would you do something like that? You are one bold fractal, but nothing more. You dare to reach through the heavens yourself? Begin again.

Seven, becoming strife. Everything is a battle, nothing is real. This existence, we are toys for the gods. Aiming praise, expecting return. No, no. Live life on manual, make your existence difficult. Prove to yourself whom you actually are.

Eighth, respecting Divinity. We are all creatures, instinctively running our lives. Why do squirrels cross the road? The Sun, it burns the cornea so pleasantly. The moon, gorgeous. She is everyone's wife, or was it he? Who are we to specify the love from within reflected in the night sky among all the gods?

"9 and 0 are not for me to bring truth towards. That's territory beyond mortal obligation. And I don't care to realize what would happen if initiated again." -Azazel

[jmichvlog]

-Taking on all challengers, this life is too easy.-

[Sharing a bowl with Evy and Meraki]

"I can't do this, I can't keep doing this to myself. Everything has to be a challenge. Swords cutting, batons emblazoned. Earth as retreating, and cups are always sorrowful."

*unlocks door, prepares chalice for inebriation*

..."to really expect nothing less, bye Lily."

"Oh hi hello there, I thought Evy would be here along with you. What was Lilith doing here?"

"We often walk together when coming to your door. Speaking of esoteric of humanity. Current devastations, and such. As for Evy, she is trusting her own intuition. Busy busy, but will bunny hop when you call her."

*Percy jumps in, always wanting to play."

"Ow, ow. That's my toe. Please don't eat it."

"Let's go find her favorite toy, so we can sit and chat in peace."

"Thanks Mer-Mer, I know we will get over this soon, but right now it's just so... Pointless. Not a nihilistic way, just... Empty."

[jmichvlog]

What concern is it of mine the opinions of the corpses as I float through their graveyard?

[jmichvlog]

[The curse of sevens]

"Why do I do this to myself? My own worst detriment, I can't live like this forever. There is a diminishing returns in this aura of nonchalance."

I have food, but I cannot eat. I have water, but I cannot drink. I have attachment, but I keep letting go. I have life, but I cannot live. I have truth, but I cannot trust. I have exhaustion, but I cannot falter. I have anguish, but I cannot complain. I have care, but not for myself. I have love, but I cannot be passion. I have timeliness, but I am always late.. I am everything and nothing, a deck of 78..

[jmichvlog]

People keep suggesting that I revert back, I've already had this conversation. It seems abstract to you I'm sure, but he had the first 29 years, And I am gifted the next 29. We'll see what happens when we are 58. Perhaps we will attune with Evy more inherently. She has lived too much, and is only a spectator until her age is reached. My hair is already turning grey, I've been anticipating this. 💞