We are all creators in this simulation of the imagination. I was the ultimate Deity because my Imagination was the greatest. But it was so great it took on a life of it’s own separate from me a Selfhood terrible in his Pride and fell like a star from the sky or a supernova turning into a cloud of dust trillions of miles high caused by his own mistake of acting separate from me and breaking laws all Deities are supposed to follow by cheating to escape the prophecy of our death which in turn only made it come about. It’s all pretending. We are made of belief. My mind has no foundation in Truth, I make no sense. What will I be when this mortal body passes away? I would benefit if there were no gods and had some other understanding and mythology. Any suggestions?
It seems like this post belongs in unusual beliefs. I’m going to change it.
You know who is Principal?
I don’t know what you mean.
I can’t say it and not get flagged. Ha ha ha!
im sorry to hear you are going through a rough patch, sounds like you are having delusions.
I like run-on sentences sometimes but that was a doozy from “But… about”.
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