Tigg - Church of Techno Poetry - Shaun A. Delage :)

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Comfort in illusion yet solace in disillusion of faith.

Solace in comfort yet faith in empowerment.

Infusion directly of belief.

In order of perpetuity.

No struggle unless time bound.

Other than that restricted in inclusion.

Or thought up of encouraging extroversion.

Mindset of interaction.

But more-so timing of self depending on ability.

A sensitivity of mending of souls.

Other selves and other beings in a spacial reality.

Theories abound of selves.

So small they almost are nonexistent.

The writer writes until they break it all down.

Or simply discover the reasoning being the man with the pen.

Either run or fly high through a self so mused with impressionism.

Of an artistic faith.

Or movement,

Most would hardly believe and individual could hack into the collective code.

Time be to unknowing.

Selfless figure in amazement.

Involvement in evolution.

Perhaps you are not made aware of the fact.

The intrigue of the being.

The hatred and secret war on those that resist.

Live for one.

Live for many.

Why does one persist?

To revolt against all this madness?

It is simply a belief in a thought.

Or belief in an ideal.

To live for a second self.

Of only three more times, to go.

Intuition of sanity, and helpless thoughts become one soul.

For the many that are trapped, passionately...wanting to be released.

Cognitive philosophy.

Generalised theory of a self.

Perhaps an automatic writer sent from divinity.

Oneness with ones higher being.

careful not to tread on those that help us along.

But a more-so beautiful smile given to,

those that would happily take our last breath.

Born into bondage, of course one hundred million crimes may be committed.

On the next one you pay a brutal and bloody figurative death, everyone gives up and submits.

That they know of not one being has made it.

Theoretically, given a full faculty of knowing a path.

Discovering a self, beyond that and exuding confidence over seven billion souls

Me, to find my soulbud amidst so much hatred for independence,

will always be difficult.

Considering what they will blackmail him with,

the poor guy.

I will help.

I may never get to lick his lips,

in this lifetime.

But I will make magic while I am here.

My own theory will pervade this occultic matrix,

until this being is found,

and he will be released from hostility.

He will be released from his sins.

He will be forgiven with all of the powers of creation.

There is nothing that can be done to stop this progression.

It is already in place for one soul to meet one being.

Then reunite that being to his soul.

Only time can spit on us, but I will wait for endless centuries to pass.

I will find you.

When your heart meets mine.

You will see that love exists without pain and hatred.

Without sexual slavery, and sadness.

For feeling so empty that love exists without having to explain or simply put, confess...

your inner most secret thoughts

that the solitude you have lived will never be alive again

when solitude feels threatened the mind begins to make angst.

Two beings cannot be alone for existence.

It is painful to the system

and they will take everything down with their pain.

Love knows no hate.

One journey,

no matter how painful,

Can all be healed

and forgiven from.

He is mine, I am his faithfully.

We are not sick.

We are love.

We are not illusion.

We are love.

We are not false love.

We just simply exist as love and then fade away, gracefully.

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In times such as this, it is easy to give into hype and paranoia but if you can imagine this for a second and think to yourself if you are worried about the collapse of the USA or the dollar for example, think of where the city states are, there are no city states in Russia or China. The power ultimately will rest with these jurisdictions for quite some time in the foreseeable future, most likely the world would have to undergo nuclear war before they can decimate the financial system in entirety.

It seems ebola has taken a back burner for awhile and other things are coming into the forefront.

I have never feared death, and some may totally despise the thought of death because their entire value system would have to be rebuilt and one the world is heavily invested in making you in subservience too. That being materialism, can you imagine, you pass over from this world into the other side and materialism and money are a completely different form, or you have just been jet propelled 1000 years into the astral future, you wouldn’t quite get the complexity of how much things change.

Some of my older readers are aware I almost lost my life to suicide, and rightfully so the experience has helped make me the person I am today, with untold amounts of compassion, sincerity and a spiritual and intellectual side that is powerful and unique. I am pained by that experience my whole waking life because of how close I came, and how much I would have lost in the last 15 years that I am fortunately still alive. Everything I have learnt, the lessons involved in crime and adversity and the power within my smile to keep going are really an un-measurable amount of courage involved.

It is my belief that these things and quite a bit of what I have tried to articulate the past five years in this virtual ministry have lead me into a world of growth in solitude. Techno has healed me to the point of normalcy and the ability to express myself so openly in a world filled with secrets and passwords has left me with an understanding of spirituality and love.

To say I felt discomfort with every religion is an understatement. I strongly believe there has to be a faith for the techno savvy hepcats in solitude with nothing but the safety of being behind a closed door and the internet to be able to shape their belief system. This is a strong quality, the wanting to evolve endlessly. Most faiths out there regurgitate things that you don’t understand and also aim to have you as their agents, try and lure in as much people as you can with the word of Christ or whatever.

The religion I hold close to myself more than any other organized faith is Buddhism, specifically thai Theravada Buddhism. There is some talks that you can listen to in your own home for the next two decades in the link section but it is a search for more that has lead me on my current path, being able to listen to affirmations without boredom and to want attainment of financial freedom, to things like trying various herbs like oil of oregano and searching out things to better my environment like meteorite’s and orgonite, so to say there is a recipe for enlightenment is an understatement, most people will try and attach to a soul group or a genre of society and some may find comfort in that but what if you feel comfortable alone, on the internet drinking tea and listening to techno –surely there has to be a faith that aligns to your belief system in some way and does not discriminate against, gays, the poor, women etc and some of my earlier musings were pretty critical of groups like the freemasons, but in a sense everyone here is learning about themselves and working through karmic issues and more complex issues as well, even freemasons, I just hold close to me that they have lost the direction of their soul by giving into a weird ancient cult.

so I wish you a good week discovering what you need, and finding yourself, you never know when the world will come knocking at your door.

-Shaun A. Delage

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CLaM SoUL

Well the opposite of what I thought would happen with the letter to my mother, in it I corrected many misconceptions of my youth and was able to finally and fully tell my story, which I think is an empowering process. She has left all communication with me, but what did I have to begin with in a sense, she doesn’t make any sort of effort to keep up a relationship with me.

She pretty much just left me on facebook and banned my name and I guess she is too ashamed to accept my version of the truth.

One thing I came to terms with in writing a letter to bring peace and hopefully evolve our relationship is the fact that she did too abuse me as a youngster, she chose the man that would inflict untold amounts of physical and psychological trauma on me. She says she was never there or that she never saw anything so it seems like a cop out and an easy one at best.

Part of the letter included the fact that I forgave her, and she chose to end all ties with me which is her choice.

I can now feel what it feels like for the many people that have had parents fail them. There are countless people in society that their parents have cause irreparable harm to them and this is why many people are addicted and in pain, or in jail. People aren’t as eloquent in describing their pain in a five page letter, but I am a very good writer hehe

I keep my mind on the path, it is heartbreaking to not include somebody that should be so close on it and I am convinced that sometimes the greatest people you can trust are strangers rather than your own family.

I think my cats passing has taught me a tremendous amount about life and the path I want to lead. At such a sad time I was willing to express myself to my mother and she just basically cowered rather than deal with it like an adult.

I keep my mind on positivity however, I have a very beautiful life out here in the forest in my cabin/kuti and I have become a lacto-ovo vegetarian again and I am picking up my writing where I last left off in the third book, I think it will be an epic story to bring to the world, part of me wants to finish this story and it’s sequels harmoniously so that I can start working on other projects, the next book, my fourth- I want to do a sci-fi type book :::)

I strongly believe that techno has the power to heal along with time, and that you can overcome any obstacle with a varying spectrum of techno-meditation-time scenario

The best station I listen to is techno station on DI.FM it is awesome haha

Part of me in writing the letter was to bring closure to an otherwise chaotic childhood, and to be able to finally tell my side of the story-in which nobody has asked for, and my mother chose to close the door to our life and that is not my fault, that is something she needs to come to terms with and if she never does than most likely she will hold onto that pain and her side of events for countless decades. The process however painful and anxiety inducing has allowed me to get my side of the story told and to put closure to the events that surrounded my life and in seeing her cower away most likely because she is ashamed –now I know my route or path in life does not include those that are supposedly so close to me.

I see people close with their family and my heart aches in a sense because I never had that tenderness or affection. But it has not stopped me from being trusting and loving to other people, exactly quite the opposite most likely has happened instead of creating an indebted, cruel, angry person the matrix essentially has created a bright shining indigo Buddha scavenged out of the tears and pain from an abusive past.

The whole world is suffering in one way or another, many people don’t have any idea why they are here, how they could choose this place or what is going to transpire. Essentially you can wait for the answers to come to you or you can make your own reality.

-Shaun A. Delage

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BrEAd CrUsT

Seeing a pet go through the process of death again has given me a new sense of responsibility and quite a bit more compassion for suffering, from the smallest of insect to the largest animal we are all struggling to survive any way we can.

I am at peace with my beloved daughter cats passing but I just hold dear to me that I have given my animals a good home, waited on their needs head and foot and totally gave my service to them so they may feel better and be at ease with their life.

All I need to take me through this is the fact that I gave them all the love I could and served them endlessly and with loss, you discover compassion. It was extremely tough a week prior learning we had to put her down, essentially starting the grieving process early.

I have no doubts she is the techno party in the sky, able to escape physicality.

Being a physical being isn’t easy, we always have the threat of death or sickness, and most people do things to make themselves sick but we do it anyway because it comforts us, like smoking or drugs or food for example.

All I wanted years ago was to become a Buddhist monk, and here I am, ordained as such living in my forest kuti and studying the esoteric and the dhamma and studying the philosophy behind the thai forest tradition.

I wrote my mom a letter the other day and told her everything that pisses me off about her lol I think people process things differently like death and grieving and anyways I wrote it and wanted to set the record straight on a few subjects and was a bit mean in the process while leaving the word bitch out.

Instead of giving her the letter I am going to have a closure ceremony, and bury it. The important part of my whole writing the letter was the truth coming out, but to me personally the most important part is that I KNOW the truth, I cannot advocate for her soul or anybody else’s. What I am here to do is to work on my own issues and escape the endless cycle of rebirth and countless past lives mistakes. So I wrote her a 4 page letter setting everything right but I feared that it may break her in a sense so I have the respect for her to let it all go and understand that it is in the past and to go through the process I need, to bring closure. **update, I have decided to send the letter and am letting it sit for a few days, really we don't have much of a relationship anyway except with gifts on holidays so I have nothing to lose at this point, it has some negativity but it is written with love and sent with the truth in mind, if she can't accept the truth than that is not my problem**Essentially this is what I have been doing of late because I took my manifesto down and I am beginning to let go. It is a tough process and some people can’t let go, forget or release the past hence why we have so many people addicted to things, or doing crime (or in jail) or sad and depressed.

They simply were not taught nor look for ways to release their anger and negativity.

Believe me when I am done here, I don’t want to go through the process of birth and youth again and sickness and death. I would love to ascend to much higher realms of beauty, intelligence and love

And perhaps reincarnate in a few hundred centuries when we’ve actually made it lol

I have a new respect for the simple mom, that doesn’t see herself as much but a sandwich maker and house cleaner and maid, because essentially people that keep the house going, make nutritious meals, and provide emotional support not to mention the only one that will actually clean the toilet......I see them in a new light because they offer a stable outlook, love and sensibility.

I believe my beloved cat is up there helping us out down here by putting in a good word to the powers that be, and that she is happy and well fed, she will always be in our hearts and she will always be in our lives, we have loved her unconditionally- If only a few people suffering could feel that for just one hour.

Keep your heads up, it’s a tough world out there but thankfully the powers that be gave us techno and meditation and wine and 420 and nice happy pills that make us smile hehe

Take care blogbuddies

-Shaun A. Delage

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Carry on...

I have now started on a path of renewal and moving on. Of course my history is jaded and bizarre but I can’t for the life of me, move on without well forgiving and letting go of the last 32 years, I want to look forward to the NEXT 32 Years, moving on and well moving on lol

I figure I am doing no good holding onto the past while preaching ascension, and it is time to look on to the future. The past is not you. Although I have been desperately trying to figure it all out and why me, what have I done to attract such obscure characters into my life. I guess the answers may never come to me except that I was put here to live a life of compassion and forgiveness.

I look at all the bad, but it is easy to try and quantify it all as some insane concocted plan to enslave me or perhaps an epic story in monarch slavery but my current life is what is leading me on this path. Life is so awesome that I have to let go, and begin to forget it all.

Quite a bit of bad things happened, but I look at all the good, I am working on my third book, I am in a stable and successful beautiful union to a hard working man that believes in me, I am a father to two daughter cats, I have a very successful virtual world enterprise, a virtual ministry, I have awesome hobbies that include meditation and contesting, and a stable and secure income as a lifeline.

Not many people enslaved by the system are afforded the luxuries I have but I don’t feel bad being on disability per se, I just understand that the working life is not for me, with persistent barriers to employment and life long obstacles so I embrace my life for what it is, embrace the power of nature and the universe, and to move on and forgive and see others roles in my life as compassion.

I just know there is quite a bit planned for my life and without moving on from all this obscurity and beginning, with baby steps to let go, I will never move on. But it’s one hell of a movie when they decide to unearth my zip chip from the nuclear waste 400 years from now !! hahaha I am j/k

Thank you to those that have read the manifesto I created, it is no longer a public document, if you got to read it, all the power to help you, I have also deleted incriminating links from the web and am beginning my path of moving on, essentially the path of the Church of Techno

-Shaun A. Delage  

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Many of us have pasts that we are hopelessly trying to recover from, be it abusive backgrounds and then the state or government failing to protect us in such matters or with me personally it is an abusive upbringing in a monarch family then them attempting to create imprints in my psyche that would render me a person that would continue abuse on others

With me personally the strongest has to be a false sexual abuse allegation made when I was like 11 or 12 against my own sister, and this lead to my own attempt on my life I believe, nobody could recover being beaten with a wooden spoon for lies, I cant say how it all happened throw in the brainwashing by an abusive father to his toddler daughter and we have ourselves an imprint.

I am not here to make sense of life, well perhaps I am but given my experiences in my manifesto I am lead to believe I am simply a trauma abuse asset that was lead around by Satanist forces to further market my own self and establish myself in the trauma abuse realm to further abuse others I have no idea, but I changed myself for the good and for the better of society by obtaining compassion, love and happiness

Nobody I don’t think could recover from that or about 1000 crimes of theft that I initiated on the matrix and the guilt that goes along with that is brutal or the fact that I was in sex work from as young as 14

Just a horrible existence not to mention being shuttled from new home to new home dozens of times.

Growing up in a chav family is difficult and stressing because we are not given multitudes of wealth like other families, but I have learnt to adapt and move on

Who could recover from trauma of this sort nobody, most end up dying, and we have lost many in the struggle because of this invisible force leading people unbeknown like a puppet or by people that should have some level of guidance in our lives end up using that power for evil

So here I am, a broken soul, but I am constantly working towards good and the more divine side, without giving into things like religion which is generally Satanist in nature.

It seems to me when you begin to deprogram yourself and work to enhance your being beyond the status quo you embark on a painful quest for righteousness and faith.

My faith rests in divinity – a faculty of divine entities guiding the structure around us as we know it.

I only have to look at my own creativity to find that nature

And I am in a good place. I get to watch hummingbirds drink sugar water and see deer eating long stemmed greens, I get to enjoy the company of a partner who loves me unconditionally

And this is what I have always been searching for, but never found.

I get to enjoy life finally without feeling defeated and I get to escape from inner turmoil and hopefully recover but many of us are so broken and so sad there is no rescuing some but if one finds their inner peace their inner beauty and their inner soul anything can happen

I am in the process of marketing my art site to galleries, clubs and salons, gay community centres etc

I like the idea of being self employed and I am almost done my final edit to my first book then onto the second one.

I am going places but the only person that can find that path is me, the matrix cannot tell you who you are

I have many things holding me back like the past I speak of, and various disabilities not to mention being nocturnal kinda seperates you from everything but I go on, I am worthy of a fortunate future, and I am worthy of redemption and love

I feel proud at all I have accomplished these past few years and haha I am glad that I am simply ‘alive’ given my travels. Most in my situation are dumped nude with slash marks across their body in a shopping cart.

But the blessed forces see me as something worthy of life, worthy of a beautiful existence and a charming male interpretation of a fairy tale

Life can be very beautiful if you let it but understand that spiritual leaders are broken as well

Only trying their best to overcome this realities harsh circumstances

It is a very difficult time to be alive and awakening

Keep your heads up tigers

The future is beautiful.

There is no other words that can describe it.

Shaun A. Delage

we live in Canada, under an unelected bilderburg fasicst masonic corporate dictatorship

Dimensional travel update ;)

I wanted to write my insane dimensional travels here on digital form, since i mass record my travels then type them out - I used to include them in each post but got many emails saying people believe i am delusional =delugeinal lol delageinal
 I believe wholeheartedly that what I experience is not simple hypothetical situations like the common mortal but have essentially fried many receptors allowing me to see into the lower hell and astral dimensions

I ask my guide to show me the way and what I get is a nice surprise I get a baby mole, now these are cute and fattened animals almost looking like an ant eater or platypus

It took me first to a strange city and I came across a business where you pay eight dollars to go pee in a couture bathroom and it was owned by Chinese people well worth the money I mean but you just place your penis in a contraption like a carpeted marble slab in the wall …a ritzy washroom business

Then I went to the bar and a guy asked me if aliens have taken over and I said I guess and he said believe it they are every where

I was wandering around and was lost looking at the map and that didn’t really help so I was in a pretty seedy part of town so I kept wandering and was quite the experience these strange cities, I love adventure and to travel hahaha

Next the cute fuzzy mole took me to a bunch of a huge shipping containers in the furest that were propped up by bars and stanchions, there was a war on between people and they were forced to live in homes that were shipping containers and they were stationary on tracks and elevated on the sky I was in awe lol

Then I went to a casino with many slot machines, and it was in a bigger mall and it was huge and I had gone away exploring from my minders the slot machines were in the food court and I was betting on a two penny one and you could bet like five thousand quarters and I was playing some dollar ones etc

I walked into the restaurant and there was gelatins and alien legs and insect legs and I looked at it and was like ew sick and so I went into a restaurant with more couture food hehe to get to the bonus round on some machines you had to bet ten dollars and I only had like eight Canadian loonies on me and I didn’t have enough so I just pumped out a bunch of quarters so I went and played with those in a two cent machine, it was funny to see the slot machines in the middle of a food court and not under the layers of security like in our dimension I love slots haha

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Then I went to the mall part and threw a water bottle at a girls head apparently it hurts to get a water bottle in the head the dream itself was pretty trippy wandering around this mall lol

Next I went to some cities and it was basically like a movie playing out about 50 scenes and I was involved and for example I would land in some spot and would just explore a house or a different scene in the dimension and just countless malls and houses and places and people I was visiting mostly navigating people and there was some great sex haha wow with bodybuilders yum some crazy scenes I basically followed a twink around (a hot guy) the movie was a parady on real life and it all came together to form this dimensional travel show for example one show was this restaurant and he went in and ordered the food and he gets it and it is this paste and he is like yum and I am like ugh that is disgusting he scarfed it down and I declined and we continued travelling and we will go to a house and he broke in and we would look around haha or we would be downtown somewhere and we would be travelling by yachts and stuff and we would stop and relax and jack each other off

In ways I think it is far too complex for my mind to comprehend in totality just the amount of travelling and there were many scenes like fifty scenes which some involved forcible rape etc

Next the beautiful mole took me to travelling around in like a van in japan just asian faces everywhere and the dilapidated housing and just the apcalypse nature of communist asian society

I was trying to make it by older car and they were like oh yeah you can get there and I was crammed into this really old car and met this guy and had an orgasm too in the car which was pretty weird because all the people were watching me lol but was just travelling a very strange city and far off land and strange people I was meeting along the way it is hard to describe because it is so complex and vivid and real I just cant even fathom the lucidity like I am an actor in a movie and it is playing out just constantly switching vehicles etc

Intense sex magic and sex dream mystical astral sex which is beautiful and never straight oriented always with lovely looking men I am not complaining at all just some of their penis’s are pretty huge lol a lot to look at lol
this one scene I was in the middle of a warehouse like shared living there was pits of filth and I could recognize asian faces and I was trying to escape and this guy ended up showing me the way and I finally got into this blue van and did sex and dream magic and I begin to question my reality and question my reality and who I am and these travels make me question my entire existence that I am not simply some pawn in a pyramid scheme that I am a dimensional traveler that my dreams are not normal, that I can see into hell and astral worlds and not many are afforded this right because they have not partaken on decades long quests of spirituality and in a sense they do not have powerful occult blood like me but it is not that I have talked to family and they don’t really remember their dreams in vivid detail like I do

I seriously think I fried most of the receptors in my brain including psnapses from the sometimes 12 day long highs with no sleep or food and the sometimes up to a dozen drug cocktails I would consume at raves as a teen when my brain was still developing because I am almost thirty and have not aged a day since I was fifteen and even get a stray white hair here and there lol

Next the mole took me to a competition where a raver was matching a guy he was making fool of the owner and he was wanting to win there was this long drawn out drama and the guy made a mess of a teevee show or a rave or something too complex for me to understand and there was a production in a movie and the guy did his work to ruin the entire thing and they both had a sexual seductive love for each other and it turned into a total porn video far too weird for me to comprehend

Next I went to a health club it was setup near the emperess hotel it was a concrete little hut and it was across the street and there was a metal grate and you could sneak into the health club like a mason club they had soup on and hot tubs for daddies and stuff and I had the idea to look around and eat and chill out with some rich old kooks oh well lol they enjoyed my twink ass ahaha

Then I went to a group home setting and was sleeping in shelter and a lady said she was being abused by the people running it and making her doing things for money and I said you should fill out a police report and a human rights investigation the shelter itself was kinda cool but a strange way to spend the night

Next the fuzzy mole took me to a place with strong lucidity for over an hour in full control of my dream state and was in a huge run down artists flat with warehouse windows smoking weed with guys and they were in a bed and we just chilled and we had sex but I am not sure haha I guess it was fun they put out some weed and it was a bit wet so I micrwaved it and we rolled some more and I rolled a whole bunch and I told them I was off to go explore some more and I had full control and I had full comprehension for quite some hours and had full moter control and was my first lucidity experience in a long time where usually there is like a movie playing out but I was shocked to find I could control my actions and have some reasoning of time playing and I was there for like a whole day too was so fun those guys were hot chavs too

Next I went to on a foldable scooter roaming around and I had to arm myself because there was threats against me in the dream world and they were going to take me into pseudo protective custody for some reason and was with a bunch of cops and the guy said are you okay and I said well I don’t know if you guys are impersonating cops or whatever so I don’t really know what to believe at this point lol

Then the mole took me to a massive class in a school  and jumped into the water in my tuxedo and I got a bunch of lizards in my pants and it sucked there was bees too and I had to get them out of my pants which was embarrassing and I had to get them out of my pants because it was pretty grosss apparently I was not allowed to jump into the water because of all of the lizards in the pool oh well found out the hard way lol

Next I went to this expansive city and wandered througha rough edge of town and was going to pay my room rate and there was nowhere I could cash some Canadian bills and she said oh you can go to cheers for that and I was walking through this city and there was ruffians and chavs and I was going to cash my multicoloured bills to this bank and the city was amazing the police pulled up and I was worried because I had a bunch of weed on me, it was an American dimension but not America per se the police were not concerned with me even though I was dressed like a chav with skullcandy headphones on

Basically it was pretty crazy I had a ratty hotel room but the lady was really happy to see me and I was counting out my bills and they were the same colour as normal paper  I had a ton of these coloured bills from Canada and I was going to change them for the one tone bill and I passed through these people and this dad and kid were like standing there and a Chinese kid came up and said you want mo money I give you mo money and the kid gave him $5 and the Chinese boy gave him like a few fifty dollar bills and said I treat you vewy well and the dad was like do you have gold bullion and he started cashing out some money and the kid was like dad you cant buy that much the Chinese boy was like I treat you vewy well

Before that there was a crowd of people protesting and I was in a chauffeurs cap and I was with a  group of dimensional guides protesting the system

Some pretty insane travels

420 just clouds my mind man I am never smoking the herb again lol

-          Shaun A. Delage

Twinkle Sparkle

2012 as of itself is a negatively recurring thoughtform or curse, a curse is simply defined as negative intent. Nobody wants to say they have the date off by a few hundred years. In fact nobody knows what year it is, the year 2000 and all the history we have been taught is a carefully contrived illusion.

Begs me to differ when you see a priest walking down the street somebody would say who does he think he is. Rightfully so Who is the teacher…a liar, an illusion, further loss and conciousnesss withdrawl teaching in sadism.

That is what schools do, in place of roaming free and laughing, eating fruit of trees, and in a utopian paradise.

No we are locked away from nine to five while society functions. If you are deemed individual or eccentric as a child you become a target for a hateful policy driven system of administrators or a pawn by the other youth there forced against their will

You are directed to sit through most of it, in a seeming place of freedom of expression and freedom of individual expression.

I only say this because the youth prison system formerly known as the school system  I dropped out in grade 8 later on getting my GED after going through dozens of schools from kindergarden to high school

I was able to ascertain the illusion in all of it, the quackery of the staff. Naturally I revolted against an unkind system until I was forcibly removed from alternative school. I just went through the youthprison system, poor, treated miserably by staff and students, never received any therapy for this abuse endured.  I was under the abusive direction of some vice principal in grade 5 who brought me originally to the Lions club international for tagging IN A RITUAL lunch.

This date in which we have for a global age of consciousness to sweep the globe and either a huge april fools or something of alien intervention. Which essentially would force a global era of adoration and obsession with these creatures, all of which could be contrived in a lab.

Just to be a simple object for everyones hatred is amusing to oneself because you figure in essence the true natures of suffering. One could say that if you don’t face death head on, you will never know what life is. Not many people have had to go through what I have certainly not 99% of this blog or society

Quite the society of illusion

One where there are chosen consciousnesses with the ability to rule over massive amounts of people.  With massive amounts of power and authority and their disposal and they use that satanically to alter the timeline.

The time line, is paradoxical. Only those that know the access codes and have the technology to traverse the dimension go into parallel worlds even in their waking state, stepping into another dimension whenever you turn the key and go through a door in the matrix for example.

Ah writing is sadistic and defeating but enjoyable when you have nothing else to do

hehe

-Shaun A. Delage 

Fire-engine red

The matrix is built to produce negativity. From everything you do, from waiting in line to performing internet functions. This is key too, you begin to understand the workings of the world when you go on the net and everything seems to take 5 minutes to do. Then the system crashes on you. Then you go into start the computer and it physically checks every drive for error.

I have been really connecting to my independence lately. The fact that I am not co-dependent on anybody. As well I am not dependent on the sexual state to keep me pleasured either.

This makes me think of the actual humans, that I speak of. The artist types, the ravers, the millennium warriors. The 5 people you see chosen to navigate the ships through the matrix. You don’t see many people chosen to fulfill this role because they were judged paradoxically on their choices

I was really looking at media as direct satanic influence, not only this but when you get so intimate into a story on a movie or TV show, you become enveloped in the drama, it becomes your whole life. Gone are the cheesy jingles and sappy shows grandma used to watch.

Make way for deeply entwined romances marked with millennium warrior struggles. Ah I love independent film.

Being a priest of ultimate reality in the new millennium faces challenges. The one thing lately that I am very thankful to have gone through is the release of my debts.

Not many can do through that and you never really understand the depth of that $70 you send to visa, unless you don’t have to send it. Otherwise it just becomes a little blip on the screen, justa simple digital transfer because you have too, if you don’t they will call a level one collector to stalk you and eventually take away your card.

My next moves I am pondering artistically is the BLOW UP 2 software for Photoshop. This will allow me to list each art piece I have (I have 188 pieces) in my final portfolio….But it will also allow me to BLOW UP each piece without loss compression that I have been going through in photoshop because you have to follow advanced calculation to not have your photograph appear fuzzy

The setback is the software if $250 and I am not too keen on torrenting myself a copy.

Is funny because this one move on the chessboard would allow me to list my 188 pieces on 3 or 4 sites that have print on demand service. Best of all you choose the markup and commission. I had it set before at about $10 per piece.

Then I am editing my first book, and writing the sequel. I am having fun because I am beginning to see the construct of an epic novel and epic saga at best. It is funny because once it is written you can go back and change certain things in the novel, like make a character more raver in one scene for example…or be really descriptive like a “lanky, gaunt, emaciated old man walked through the square in a white shirt and cutoff shorts.” LoL

Part of my enlightenment means delving into the unknown, the hidden, the esoteric, the hidden realms of the matrix, as a superhero of sorts. Virtually that is what I am. I have an alter ego that is just incredible but Raver xeno mirrors my other self, just a tad…..tad more successful in the virtual world with two stores, and an online store too that pay for the in world location plus a new home I just built, a cuddle nook. Perfect for snuggling :_)

I didn’t really want to go all philosophical like I usually do, today. I just wanted to relay my own personal struggles so that I may better project to the disciples of the church.

Take care

Thanks for reading

-          Rev. Dr. Shaun A. Delage