Everybody is inside Everybody | Pine Cone

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Everything in Past ‘and’ Future Creation anyone has, ever imagined abides in absolute Spiritual Sovereign Singularity unborn infinity present Atonement at a cellular level.

Every cell in any body holds the memory of everybody inside everybody in ONENESS Spirit Conscience, so judging anyone else blames every cell in everybody, that ever appeared here for Atonement-fail, until forgiving anyone else accepts every cell in everybody, that ever appeared here, as our Enlightening Compassion True Self.

There is no escape, but only evermore role-reversal Karma-repeats, so round and round Time’s illusion cellular gravity goes, until unconscious shame-blame Karmic dissonance is able to Atone for us what remains impossible without Experiential Awareness/Discernment/Acceptance wakes us up seeing through the veil of lifetimes separation dysfunctional cell division tension and mirror-double Duality patsy projection-fails altogether.

Hey whatever your name is, you are inside me, the same as I am inside of you too, so get used to it whether you like it, or can’t even begin to imagine this Mystic SHTF invisible #2 Duality 3D-septic Earth-relief bonanza. Some times I like to humor myself, that every mourning turd is another lifetime hitting the skids right on Time, down the gravity tubes to nowhere, really. Oh look Mama there’s a Baptist in the toilet; come and see!!! Mama argues that it looks more like Whistler’s Mother to her, and of course we each can, only see what matter’s most on our Karma list of top rollout priorities?

Reading polite tea leavings in no way compares with naming our uglies in our own toilet getting ready to flush that lifetime right down, singing the Old Ajax Commercial. Mama lifetimes in my past were Industrial doozies before I got all these turds ready to Ajax a whole Planet, enough to come back in Karma role-reversals as her ex-husband, her Son_husband replacement, and clean out the whole Earth, all at the same “Everybody is inside Everybody”/“Everything is inside Everything”/“Every cell is a turd dividing in Atonement relief, foaming at the Vatican mouth, still arguing with Mama’s Baptist Monsters.

You wanna roll up your separate sleeves, and fight, or do you wanna flush both our A-holiness opinions because every-one on Taxidermy Earth has one, and is in it, for the long Jealous-rage Pout-whining shame/blame “You name it” Patsy-toilet haul. What’s, truly Atonement Mystical absolutely Amazing is any mourning turd in our same toilet can look right up to you in the future lifetimes mirror-double Magic surprise face too, so just name it, claim it, and dump it Ajax fun-wise, because there isn’t a chance in this toilet Earth-t`oil Hell’s gambler’s Exxon double-cross tell, that any name, face, or collective can, ever be forgiven by mis-turd-taken Atonement-identity-wrong.

In this One lifetime I lived human dog-pile L A R G E every mourning toilet time, so if we, all lined up all our trillions of names up against Ajax, and pretended linear time is slave-sausage links going round and round Earth many times | we can’t see the forest for the clear cut toiletries | Mama, never seen an accident like this rotten one goin to be foaming back up at me et al forgiven all at once, as if Spiritual any other Sovereign way is even Turd-atonement Earth-septic Singularity possible?

I seriously Hope we didn’t forget anybody in this much Holy Spirit humor Clogged-toilet Gagging-metaphor, but what can anyone gossip about now, once we identify the water cooler in Mama’s Whistle stop toilet named claimed and flushed right down the Gender-lifetimes same ole Pain-drain. Is this Love energy on a rollout-straight as a cupid arrow neutrino voiding Earth’s un-cooperating disharmonies, or is Mama make-up right about Whistler’s Mother getting her/son derriere ex-husband done for the last Atonement linear-time?

Waste the time to standup, turn around, and see if you don’t see Pine Cone’s Karmic Mama this new mourning? Don’t leave Pine cone out either, or the ghost of Christmas-past will flush all future memory-demon Industrial-flirtations, so we’ll have to call the Karmic Plumber on | y’all come back now hear.