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Collective-sex Mortal-hive Procreation-addiction

Until I started writing in gratitude to Holy Spirit for, directly experiencing abundant forgiveness miracles working through, and for me, to enlighten Compassion, and Unify Karmic-dissonant divisive-gender role-reversal Lifetimes Mercy | Grace, I was totally vested in unconscious Collective-sex Mortal-hive Procreation-addiction Narcissistic-disregard for others, as myself.

The more I wrote, as if others were reading my New Ideas, the more vested I became in an unconscious Codependency to defer to our Collective motives hidden deep inside my, own separation-motives for writing. This year, as I began a tedious process to withdraw completely from any writing in Collective-vestment, my letting go meant to stop losing myself, untoward Mortal Physical-role Karma Illusion.

Today is the first day without writing to please or, to defer to any Collective influence hidden inside writing motives, and a vision accompanied with an experiential glimpse of freedom from “Live-sex and let Live-mortal”, to “Live-free and let Sex-die.” A huge penis lost it’s luster as if that Cow Corn, all dried up and, not good to eat, accompanied a tiny breasted frailty, that matched up with Dried-up imagined Cow food.

The experiential glimpse of separation from our Collective Mortal Procreation sex-hive-addiction reminded me of a recent Collective-addicted Movie-flirt exclaiming to an innocent Hostage-boy, who wasn’t enjoying her Codependent-hate Sexual-blackmail addiction-role “What else is there?” Her twisted grin-chagrin told the real Procreation-story of the Collective Mortal destiny as a giant penis for all Mortal Pay-up Creation Pay-off.

What else is there?

As I can open the top of her head, and insert the whole Codependent-unconscious Collective-sex Mortal-hive Procreation-addiction Narcissistic-disregard for others filling out her ‘frail form’ of self-hate projecting all of us the same, “What else is there” tells the real story of Procreation Hate’s Wheel of Karma demeanor.

Many can see from her “What else is there?”perspective with some vested sex-hive-addiction needy-acceptance to live by the sword, and die by the sword, but rare am iVision to see from the collective’s inserted version, that we, all live by the word, and die by the word, without any clue about a wordless intervention.

Live and Let Die

I can recover the inserted Collective outside again, so I can see what the World-less intervention can be for me, at least: I was that Karmic giant penis, and that Karmic tiny breasted frailty consumed by the Narcissistic-disregard field of Self-hate projection Triangulation Mortal-driven Karma-die Supply-returns.

Now the big quest is about what happens when we don’t die here in Mortality Karma repeats? “Live and let live” is one thing but what is “Live and let die” as long as our destiny is a giant penis for all to pretend is real Cow-corny? While I have been busy writing, as if the Collective had, all its Power-over on me, my writing-lost, and then-some, Life Alive was waiting for me on the other side ‘inside’ where there are no giant penises, any more than “What else is there frail-fail tiny breasted Mommy-sex addicts?”

“Live and let die means” to let the Dead bury the Dead, and the dead are, already Dead here as the, very definition of the Collective-sex Mortal-hive Procreation-addiction, just like that flirt twisted her grin-chagrin to reveal the real Procreation-story of the Collective Mortal destiny as a giant penis for, all Mortal Dead Body-prison Pay-up Creation Karma Pay-offs.

Collective Mortal Procreation sex-hive-addiction Vestment-free

I don’t, really know what happens when we all all all die dead-dead, only to return again as a regular Dead in the Collective-sex Mortal-hive Procreation-addiction Cow Corn field, but after everyone of my 40 Near Death Experiences, there’s no, mere travailing pain worse than retuning with rage back into the Body-Prison Poison Collective Mortal Procreation sex-hive-addiction of total Narcissist Worldly-disregard; never welcome here.

My Near Death Glimpses, actually remember ‘me’ so well, there isn’t one chance in Hell-here to, ever forget one Glimpse away from here, but I have many. “Free Pleasance” comes to mind, even though I kept coming back, ever so willingly to remember What love is deep inside, and what Codependent Hate is here outside in this Collective-sex Mortal-hive Procreation-addiction Half-alive Sex-vigil Lonely-delusion.

One thing Alive on the inside is: I don’t know anything, as the better Grateful-side of kind wisdom means ‘not knowing’ defines the absence of Dead-sex Mortal Karma Giant-penis Illusions. What else is there without the Giant Penis in the sky, if not the end of Time, where there is no where and, no when why, what, how Power-sex Tripping-eithers. Simple Nothing Knows Nothing; just Kind-imagine everyone Welcome Home free~energy hidden deep inside body-liberation mindless Peace!

One tiny hidden Codependent-vestment is a Narcissist-killer resentment-projection, but we are many. Imagine anyone wants to change the Word World, and voila! Any agenda will do to keep the Wheel of Karmic dead-die spinning, as if this temporary Illusion is real, and only one Kind-delusion remains an ‘ethereal heresy’. Invisibility remains a Mortal-survival enemy to the Karma Mob, yet Curmudgeon censors are full of Giant penises just Frail-wail waiting in the wings for more Half-life Sucky Dead death to Dead Dead Sickle-harvest us.