in the early days after me being released from the mental institution, doctors told me to take the pills. F*ck you, first God then we'll see about the doctors. Btw the doctors are in the suborder of the archangel Raphael. That time was so glorious! It almost makes me cry thinking about it. But eventually, I began taking the meds. Now my body grew accustomed to them, and I draw strength from them.

This post was edited by the_rest on Aug 27 2016 02:54pm

When I dipped my toes into hell, Barbelo that I met there told me I had to meet her sober in death or she'd reject me.
I was started on zyprexa (Olanzapine) before I left and I was instructed to take them for at least 2 months.
I made it like a month and a half and they had me straight tripping balls the entire time.
Everyone's face looked exactly the same, I felt like I recognized everyone from somewhere even if they were strangers.
I thought I could fly, I found myself taking off my shirt on a few occasions to try and flap my wings.
When I saw someone's eyes out of my periphery, I could see whether or not they were alive or dead inside. (resurrected this ability with uranium )
If I looked above people's heads in the sunlight, little particles of cosmic radiation sometimes spun in spirals above, like a halo.
I continously forgot where I was, who I was with, and how to do basic functions - like turn on the oven or start my cars.






Because they're antipsychotic, that leads me to believe it's only our psychosis that keeps us from seeing the world as it really is - a purgatory of angels and demons to cultivate new angels or demons for heaven or hell.
I understand you were able to accustom yourself to the drugs and utilize the revelations of balanced induced sleep for your advantage, but my moral convictions and distaste or the crippling side effects were enough for me to go to the VA and get a doctor to sign off on stopping them early.




I remember when I was BSing with the doctor before he interveiwed me, I asked him what the hermetic cross "Caduceus" meant, and he had no fucking clue. Yet I am an advanced acolyte of the hermetic philosophy, so I could show him how wrong he was about his perception of illness altogether. People in the system these days have no foundation, no footing upon rock. They're easily uprooted like weeds in sand.
After like my third assertion he was glitching out like a robot (literally had a twitch spasm) and stormed out, to come back and tell me I was just good to leave, no more questions.





The problem is definitely this planet, not us. We should be a safe problem for the planet, i'd say.



This post was edited by MaliceMizer on Aug 27 2016 03:04pm

it doesn't matter how you feel. It matters that God's task is done. You can heal later

by god you means Allah ?

there are many paths that lead to God. If you take the Allah path, you might get there. Not sure how a terrorist that blows himself up gets there, cause I didn't take the Allah path.

Some take the Satan path. Not sure how it works, but seen guys who arrived.

I took the Jesus path. And I went all the way. I arrived, because I didn't let myself be distracted by things like: priests, the church, various folk beliefs, fasting, anything from the Old Testament. I no longer need Jesus, though I can give directions about the Jesus path

yeah god this, god that, but at the end of the say you are still an infidel thinking all muslims are terrorists,

btw i repost this only for you....



not sure you will be able to understand the meaning, but i give you a free try.

won't watch the video. I don't need to. I don't want to. I am able not to watch the video. It is in my power not to watch the video.

would it make you feel better if I intervened on behalf on some muslims ? hardly can find Christians to intervene for. Btw I intervened for that satanist MaliceMizer

np i wish you good luck on the path of denial & ignorance