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Saturday, May 27, 2017

Spirituality with Pine Cone: Ascension Fun

Never Heard Before Vulnerable:

Imagine the whole Universe of Galaxies, and multiverses, all together inside Heaven as a let’s see…. a Bubbleiscious Reverse Sphincter-Sphere, or a basketball, for the faint of heart first time adventurer here. Our Heaven sphere is filled with enlightening liquefiable Love Packets all together in each, and each one filled with the total contents of these telepathic creative baubles.

All that is God was, is, and will be float all around, and through each other to inspire Delight flowing like a fountain of nurturing, itself. When a few Magnetic flux light packets can’t light up a dwindling Sprit, they appear to poke out through a portal on the inner surface. Imagine what prairie dogging means, just before a child learns, that means they have to go poop, and they all share similar portals, as if there is no different place to pop out for a peek, any certain 3d hole.

From the outside a normal 3d Human meek~peeker, only enjoys it’s One special Portal, so unlike inside Heavenly Bubbleiscious Basketballers, an outside Duality mirror/mime only has one way back inside their, what we call Mortal Portal Pineal Gland crystalline way to Heaven again. No prairie dog can come back inside through any other woof woof’s portal, but once inside Heaven again, there are no more doggies, and whole dim-lit families can come back outside in close knit cluster hole groupings.

Everything, and everyone abides in Heaven, or right at the edge of their own sort of creation mud pot Portal, and outside Time pretends we are NOTHING Butt pot hole holograms where everything, and everyone else seems missing, and at the very least appears always separate. From outside, no one realizes that their Sovereign Portal is the same Sovereign-portal to for~every~where, but from inside, there is only the Illusion that we ever really go poopoo, so we get to experience how it feels to pretend it’s more fun stuck half way out, and never get to really go anywhere extra-special, really.

From the inside there is only one place to go, and it is always very disappointing, but from outside Bubbleiscious Reverse Sphincter-Sphere, there are infinite possibilities, just waiting for desert dwellers to join altogether anywhere our light packets want to fly in unlimited Mortal Portal-free Heaven, where Immortal Love Basketball never moves, we just think-poo we bounce-did.

Going poo is a huge thing for new prairie doggies, but you wouldn’t believe how much, more huge it is to old dried our desert Dawgs, so just like young/old aren’t sexually active, and like each other outside, better than parents can, it’s the parents who don’t want to discuss either 3d anomaly, that totally disappears again inside where their inner Sun, really does shine.

Evidently there is a severe correlation between sex and poo, outside in 3d, but has very little if anything to do with Heavenly Love motives to, not be so afraid to go, like children, and old time Mortals. I know when I have resentment for others, it feels, more like I am already Love-dead, and more likely full of fear of death, and maybe it’s because my head is really hanging out to dry as the Wheel of Karma might really flatulence me splat, before I get a chance to disappear smoothly hide back down from my constipated A-holiness arrogant Pride-prairie roadkill narcissism.

We all go back inside 1 for~every~where
It matters whether we’re coming or going

About the Author


I “Love” to Admit it 11/22/16

I “Love" to admit it, but I have been captivated by the constant Blackmail battering of this Child-sacrificing malevolent World, so that I ‘want’ to surrender to Holy Spirit, by turning within, as a new humble priority. Sex-slavery robbed me of my soul, as a child, yet once I realized everything difficult, that happens enhances my devotion to turn even, more within ONENESS Spirit Conscience forgiveness nurturing, instead.

I fought like Hell to work, very hard for Money to, barely survive, but after a few years of meditation, and forgiveness prayers to Holy Spirit, to do the difficult forgiveness of others, as myself, more money came to me from Spirit, right through other benevolent Sources, than I ever, even knew about, before surrender. I “Love” to admit that Money doesn’t come from hard work, or social-norm Blackmail, but comes from Source, just like everything else, we need to ‘thrive’, instead of, ‘barely survive’ in addiction to this Child-sacrificing malevolent World.

After losing connection to my, own Conscience, I have become a kinder feeling empath, and a constant seeming mistaken threat to others suffering, just like me, before I sat down, closed my eyes, and meditated my suffering ass off. Like kindness comes from within Spirit devotion, so too, does being able to feel again, without letting those ephemeral duties control my reactive behaviors any more. Money, kindness, and feelings come from turning within, to ask for help to forgive all my captors that, still suffer much tortuous regret for forcing me, to do things out of fear, that no Child would, ordinarily want to do.

After annihilation traumas of the lower fourth dimensional ‘murky unkind’, everything outside triggered my reaction to live in the past swamp, ‘as if’, so, as I became more addicted to the outside Illusion of, more fear piled up onto, more traumas, I “Love” to admit that, with a gift of desperation, I became a, very willing candidate to surrender to something else, besides this unholy smelling foul-World of sulfur-predator crap. Now I see, all suffering evidence, as a gift from ONENESS to have compassion, and Mercy for, all who, still haven’t turned within to receive Money out of nowhere, and become a kinder feeling person, instead.

I am more sensitive to Blackmail than I have, ever realized, and even that’s a gift now, because I used to blame myself, ‘as if’, all evil was my fault, but NOTHING can, ever be further from the Truth. I was a beautiful innocent Child, and I, still am, inside, no matter what I used to think, and no matter what constant Blackmail, still wants to make me feel that lost-soul way. Blackmail is a constant battering here in Karmic Hologram miming-mirror Earth Paradigm, and who knew; before I turned within, where enlightening compassion makes me feel like a ‘kind kid’ with pocket treasures full of Sparkling Golden innocent-kaleidoscope perceptions again?

When I surrendered to Holy Spirit, Money was the furthest thing from my new mind of Delight, and I, certainly was convinced, that I would, never become a kinder feeling empath, ever again. Getting old had become a ‘given’, but turning within has made, even gettin-gold a ‘variable’ out of my getting younger now, every time Holy Spirit welcomes me inside, where eternal youth commands, all kinder feeling empathic Mountain Top kindergarteners.

Money, Holy Spirit, my soul, kinder feeling empath, forgiveness, my Conscience, compassion, Mercy, my Inner Child Spirit, eternal youth, the willingness to face outside Blackmail with a new motive to serve, with the, very “Love” that I have to admit, all these Wonderful gifts from within nurturing, that replaces any more outside need for what, best can be defined as needy-ransom soul-selling Blackmail=Burnout.

Inner-Child Spirit Safe-Home, within

author Pine Cone

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