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Holy Spirituality with Pine Cone: Pine Koan

Koan - The island of Deceased Ships

***What do we bring with us when we come here, and what do we get to take with us when we leave?***

A poor little lamb who had lost its way was kidnapped right out of bed before it got pray, and so begins the story of One, just One burned out human orphan, feral child, really if you can imagine two normal Godless suffering codependent parents, who had adopted social-norm Mother Earth “I’m just doing my job” malignant narcissism. Little Koan lambikins had no way to figure what what was happening, so when its whole World was shaking, and quaking while their Devil’s back was breaking how the Hell was Pinikins supposed to figure out who was who, and what was what, as long as Archon Earth Mother-conspiracy was the biggest child-sacrifice dope?

I was Startling. Starling. String. Sting. Sing. Sin. In. I. One missing letter at a time, until there was almost nothing left to revive me, the I. Someone had thrown me in the fire of creation without a little buried-kid box necessary to crawl out and die right, so what difference does it make to a BBQ’d Ghost bacon crisp when every bone in my body was to be broken more than once? No One had ever heard of ISIS Mercenaries yet, and everyone in the World had lost someone special to Big Oil’s old man Bush alien War, so there wasn’t any human PTSD’er, that didn’t, already smell the bacon burning right up their own crispy behind.

The Mother pathology to smother children had, never been so prominent, but when every few days the cannibals came a knocking at our poor door, it had become normal to deny what was, even scarier than a whole World War on fire in our minds, deep in our split off multiple cities made of coldhearted Earth village startling stone. Increased sex motives couldn’t hold a candle to the bare face lies, that we used to tell ourselves, it was anybody’s soul guest who would be sacrificed next, and all the while Parent/Child Triangulation ISIS Mother Mercenary conspiracy politics had been going on for thousands of years, without one child safe from luscious Lover divorced family Vatican/Crown DC Demonolgy/Extortion/Cannon Ball fodder hebegone genocide.

Two little lambs comforted each other in the cold harsh winds of Time, and sometimes drew straws to see who would take the make-up sex after she beat us more than usual, and we honestly could see some kindness from her delusional perspective, because she, even projected her raping us as a way to justify her need to give us a break from battered hearts and bbreaking bones. We watched her huge nipples drag back, and forth over the end of our sore penes every night, and when it was my turn, it wasn’t as funny when it was my brother lambikin’s turn. Somehow we knew she knew what was what, because, just as she stood up she cupped and rattled the end of our painis, just before leaving us alone to cope with the Devil’s horn, she told us was rising up to meet we, little bastards.

All this aside, neither one of us had learned to spell, so we had, never heard of ISIS either, yet for 13,000 years Mothers had adopted splitting up families, just like the news showed us all how to split up divorced Vatican/Crown DC Demonolgy/Extortion/Cannon Ball fodder country/Corp-painis/companies. The more the trauma, the more rage of helplessness drove me crazy enough to MPD distraction 40 Near Death Experiences, to figure out what the Hell was going on here in Mothers’ paradise. Somewhere she had learned what the Bell-tower game was about, so when she bent us over she would sing I’m going to ring your chimes you little Devils, so when we discovered that’s exactly what the Illuminati call their soldiers in War-sacrifice, we imagined soldiers had Mother ringers, just like our Potus-Bush’s VP-dick Chainy alien Mother-ridiculer.

Our Family went back many lifetime generations of Parent/Child Triangulation bell ringing, so which lambikins could, ever figure out, this is how micro-family sacrificed boys, and how Macro Countries sacrificed lonely Mother’s kids. After decades now, we discuss all these interesting phenomena and, even how Parents are so proud when their child succeeds, Mothers seem to act as proud of Indigo children, as if they want to take the credit away from God, who sent the best to the most lost-soul Mothers, who needed a good kid-booster the most. This made my brother, and me feel good to know that God had sent two good lambikins to her, because she was the one among us who needed a good kid-booster the most.

We figure after divorce, this is why the kids go the Earth Mothers, because God sends kids wherever they can do the most good, so this made us feel, much better about what was, really going on, just like at bedtime when Mother’s painis was all we had to go to sleep on. Lambs turn into brothers, and disciplined disciples turn everything that happens into Love interconnection with the absolute unborn infinite creative intelligence Source, within, so as we figure things out now, our combined cognitive acuity has uncovered how to Unify Karmic divisive-gender role-reversal lifetimes Mercy, so now we realize we were the same Mother before as she was showing us how it felt, when ‘our’ children got kidnapped right out of bed, before they had a chance to pray, either.

Mortality comes without Love, and Immortal Love comes from inside, certainly not from ISIS Mother-painis Mercenary Parent/Child sexual Triangulation. We are so grateful to experience Holy Spirit’s forgiveness miracles working through, and for us, because now we experience Immortal Love from deep inside, which is where Immortal Love comes from, not out-die-side where the reptilian Vatican/Crown DC Demonolgy/Extortion/Cannon Ball fodder hebegone genocidal child-sacrifice buffalo roam. Two lambikins married Holy Spirit, and funny thing about good brothers is that, when we both enjoy Sovereign Love Christ-Source interconnection to all sentient Light beings, there is no jealous rage like in Parent/Child Triangulation body-favor “Take the credit” Mother-motives.

*** Every experience of Immortal Love***

conipinikins, as painis grateful as ‘can figure it out’ be
Whose penis is it anyway Vatican/Crown/DC cannibal

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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