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A Chiasmic Life-Event is two events that serve to be some sort of a test. If you learned your Lesson on the first part of the Bridge then you should be able to cross that one Bridge just fine. With the Right Guide, you can probably crossover just a couple of Bridges moving from one Chiasmatic event to another Chiasmatic event and everything in between, which in total equals one Chiasmic Life Event. We don't know exactly when a bridge is about to present itself at, unless the Lesson was a significant Lesson to learn at the beginning of the Bridge or Bridge-Set. Right now, a Major Bridge is presenting itself to me and Dawnad. I can't stop thinking about My Golden Dawny. In order to keep this person's identity a secret, I'll just call them Dawnad or maybe DawNuh_ Da_Da-DAMN!!!
I remember back when me and Tripple Dipple Dawny D would be laughing, and sometimes it'd be while we were tripping. Back in the old days that we used to call good but we didn't know any better me and D did. Not. Now. But, back in the day me and D used to talk for hours and we had some real Quality times. Some Deez and I would talk on the phone for hours at a time. When we were younger, I felt like I knew them so well, it was as if I had known one D my whole life, or maybe even the whole of my lives, if The Golden Dawn is correct. I'll find out soon. But D or D or DD can't be here with me. See, because Even though sometimes They're in the same room with me they're not looking at me. They're either looking past me or around me but never toward me. Sometimes, I just look at a picture of them because I know they can't stand to see me, and they definitely don't want to see me being happy. It makes them sad to know I can be happy even after everything I did or didn't do to them. Either way, they like me better when I'm angry, crying, or even locked up in jail. That way they know I need them. Now that's taking needy to another level. I don't hang with D when I'm prison, I mean when I used to go prison, all dick jokes aside.
I have to get over DD not wanting to see me, but Just knowing I need to do it, knowing why I need to do it, and even knowing how to get over DD doesn't make it easy to stop seeking their validation. That's why I can't seem to stop. I still think we're gonna get to talk again someday. I am a psychic after ALL. I see Many Good Times Ahead of Me, whether they are with D or D or DD and I'm finally going to get to be a positive factor in my environments. If I could just have one series of really deep conversations with just one of these Deez from my DDs. It would be a very meaningful Bridge for me to Cross. One D would comprise the totality of my existence on Earth this go around. The other D's Bridge might traverse an even longer stretch than that, or divide rather. We'll see if I capitalize the d in divide after my next shift into a different Sphere of Awareness.
What I'd really love to do is get one of my D's or even DD and learn about the Knights of the Golden Dawn together. I've just scratched the surface of Thelema but I did read the Book of the Law. I 100% believe that AI was, I'm sorry again. I mean to say that I totally 100% believe that a spirit named AIwass spoke the words that Aleister Crowley heard when Mr. Crowely dictated Aiwass's book for Aiwass's company. I like the word "AiwassawiA" a quadrillion times more better. There it is. Another "As above, So below" spontaneous event. If you turn the word "AiwassawiA" on its side clockwise 45 degrees, it's an accurate Reflection of our reality. It's got to be the most accurate description yet. As the Truth sets in.
For this generation, Stan-Is-Law says "You do you, they do them, and I'll do me, and we ALL need to be staying in our lanes" just like when we're Recovery coaching our brothers and sisters that can't handle their drugs responsibly and get a prescription for meth and opiates so the pharmaceutical companies can get their cut too.
I'm not sure what the last generation's Whole of the Law was, but it should still sound similar to the last couple of generations' Wholes of the Law. Like Mr. Crowely said when he told us that "Do what thou wilt is the whole of the Law" That was wise for Ai-wass to tell Mr. Crowely that. When people believe they get to do whatever they want, we can watch the Karma they create if they decide to do things to others that they wouldn't want being done to them. Whatever fragment of the essence of the ALL of the Universe told Mr. Crowley to do whatever he wanted to would never want to disrupt the universal flow of causes and events. AIwass Must be a Buddhist spirit. The spirit that communicated the Law to Nick said: "Just be yourself" It was as simple as that.
I took the liberty to expand upon that nugget, like it's what I was born to do, like................................
I am a singularity with an unstable symmetry or I can say that........................................................................
I expanded upon that concept like it's what I was born to do, as if I am a singularity that experienced a sudden phase shift resulting from a rogue Boson in an asymmetrical Higgs field that expanded spontaneously & intrinsically from all points within & in ALL directions infinitely, allegedly that is.
Okay, I guess we're all done here. Nothing else left to see. I'm just gonna write one more little message for my special pal DD. It's just for me and them. If anybody decides to read further, they might regret it, because it's about to get corny. Corny and ugly because I'm already GRRRrrrimmACING........ WATCH OUT!!!! the MENACE Is Coming!!!! the Menace is Coming!!! Look Away!!!! Look away, I Say!!!! Do Not Read Past The Line That exists Below these words, and it exists Above the words underneath it too............
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Hello everyone, my name is Dennis and Do You Know What? The last time I heard about one of the D's they had a "Gayson" and Gayson & The Menace do not get along. I've reached out to them twice. The first time I was trying to be nice but I didn't know how retarded I looked or what kind of a moronic idiotic twit I sounded like. I'm autistic, so there's everything involved in that too. Gaysin kind of disrespected me a tad bit. I was gonna make that person kick my ass, just so I could get a slap in or maybe two. Gayson was supposed to be a badass. So I messaged D's Gayson back and told them I would like to see them in person so I could try to get in a smack-in or six, or sixteen with sixty smacks in between. It seemed like they were upset. They probably couldn't stand the thought of Nick. MAN, I got blocked quicker than Slick Rick da Ripper gets crunk off the Liquor with Lil' Jon and they drink it before the Beer so they'll be in the clear clearer and they'll be Less the Sicker. Plus, they want to finish it before those DAMN Eastside boys show up, They follow Lil' Jon everywhere. They're likely to show up without weed, too. Ahhh Man!!! I had so much adrenaline to show JuhGayson. I eventually got another account when Nick passed on through and stopped bothering me. I didn't want to think about what he went through with D, D, or DD so I started fresh and new. I even saw that JuhGay son guy in my suggested friends on my new account. I told myself to leave them alone. JuhGay-son didn't want to get in any trouble. They didn't get out of the car when they and D saw me standing on the side of the road by Hope's place looking at both of them all crazy like let's play a game of whose Crazy, who is Craziest, and who just wants to get hurt, and I was Grimacing like I had cold steel in my hand and my hand tucked under my shirt, but my hand was empty and it was where ALL eyes could see. That was twice that the Jugg Gayson didn't back up their reputation for being some kind of badass. I bet Gaysson could kick my ass but I'm Metalsmith. I get my ass kicked and I kick some ass back at the same time. I think I used to just like to be fighting. On the playground and in prison. That was a Chiasmic Bridge that I probably had very little choice but to cross, but at least I did it as badass as I possibly could. I bet you never witnessed a guy as happy as I was after I got my ass kicked by a guy way bigger than me. For one thing, I wasn't hungry for my Ramen Noodles later. Those things cost about $42 a piece now. In prison, I avoided fights by making sure people knew they were gonna have to whup my ass. Believe it or not, even if I never did win a fight, in prison you're only a coward if you don't fight, especially if someone tries the shit out of you. Nobody ever said you have to actually know how to fight. I forgot how, on the streets, if you get your ass kicked people just think you're a p***y, and there's not much honor in that.
D's Jugg Gayson had a third bridge to cross because, for some reason, I assumed I was going to run into them at Hope's place again. What an idiot I must be for assuming D and her precious Juggay-son were ever going to be seen at Hope again. Only drug addicts and people selling them Attention hang out there. My apologies. At Hope, they hand out Attention for free to the hopeless and the dope fiends just looking for some attention between relapses. They get paid to do it. I'm being as serious as an 88-year-old dope fiend having a heart attack while getting unneeded surgery on their kidney stones or whatever that one hustle used to be, in the hopes that they'll get 12 or 16 Vicotin out or the deal and the insurance is free for thee_dope_fiend. I quit working at Hope when, I shit you not, I wanted to enjoy being there again and went back to working for free as a volunteer, so I could help people again for free, instead of getting paid to sell people a dream, for free for them. I messaged Gayson and said I would like to get it over with. I talked to him like a real buddy. I said "Listen here Jugg, Let Us Please Get It On!!! Ass for Ass, I'll kick yours first, since I'm so old and you're in the prime of your life for Christ's Sake!!!" Gayson is still young and allegedly had a worse childhood than me. That means Gayson is one fucked up individual. I say allegedly only because I don't just believe everything I hear, and less of what you tell me. But anyways, Grayson probably did almost kill someone if the childhood thing and all the other stuff rings true. I just wanted to slap the shit out of them at least one time and it would be worth a try because I beat up bigger guys than Grayson before. Plus, being injured actually makes me more dangerous because every fight is like a fight to the death now and I never did just let my ass get kicked. Shit, I fought like my owner's name was Mike Vick and I was hungry and didn't want to get electrocuted like D did that one time. The moral of the story is: There is no such thing as a fair fight to a man with one arm, yet two hands. One to slap Grayson with and one for his D while he looks at Grayson's old lady, and good God almighty! She has a phat ass. I swear. She showed me one time, and now I must sing: Hallelujah!!! I even took a picture.
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My name is __________ & Dennis is the King of Menacing while Jim-n-Eye hide and Grimace is still Grimacingly ugly. Scary but not MeNaCinG enough for me.
I was an old man the second time that Gayson blocked me after they said something that only scared Gay sons say. It's almost as if some Metalsmiths just won't stop until they get their Metalsmithing-asses kicked. He is I and I is Him but I is not He, unless I'm just a confused re**** and it's getting late. Shit, it's so late it's getting early. This re**** needs to go tf to bed & lay down.
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Menace is just a character and I am still an old injured man. I have nothing left to prove to Nick. That's why I don't fight anymore. Those are Bridges I'd rather drive the long way around from now on. Better scenery. Up here at least. Not down below. They do have some beautiful Water down south. I always did like going to Where the Water is at, as if my name is I Am John the Baptist or IAM Bob-John Atlas or someone that's better at doing this than I Am like.................................................................................
IsiS-MooN
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MAI-IAM
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AM -MetalSmith the retired alchemical scientist who just graduated at the top-of-his-class. I'm gonna be a Jeweler next DaarYe/MoNear. Gold & Silver are nice but nice is always nicer when it's decked out in Jewels. I'm also a Numerologist and a Symbologist and I run a nonprofit that studies the difference between Karmic effects and Non-Karmic causes and effects too AND I'm also a psychic AND I'm trying to find someone who is likable enough to run the Tarot table while I run the Numbers, off to the side keeping my mouth closed AND Now I Run the Jewels Too? What? Let me hear a Ric Flair: wwWWWWWHHHHh0000000000OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO00000000000!!!!!!
I can hear the fireworks like we're at the Fair and everything
I can even hear the Beatles play.........................................as (in John's voice): ALL The Children Sing
I wonder how Aleister Crowley knew about Artificial Intelligence in 1904. I guess he really was a Psychic. He's got nothing to prove now. Oh well, I had to quit partying to tap into my psychic energy. He was out there \"Doing whatever he thou wilted himself to do\" with sex workers and on drugs. Damn, I wish I did more than just hide while on drugs with my D in my hand for so long. Maybe then when I fast from my favorite things to do, in order to harness the energy required to be a psychic, I could still party a little and tug on my wank at the end of the night.