DREAMS ARE SIMULATIONS

Simulations are created here to control your sensory, mind, and body. Many are soulless and spiritless. The throat chakra is cut also heart is closed. Name used for these entities synthetics. Those stolen eggs is currency. Sadly, many paid clinics for services and got violated. Tissue, they can do anything with it including, DNA and RNA manipulations. In, this case I believe nano particles was used. Spiritually was removed and religion took its seat. Text, word is coding that is used to download data. This is know different than codes used to program a computer. Reading is this too. You are reading text words on a white void with black ink, This is Yin and Yang. Spells. Codes. True light needs no codes. It is all mind. You need numbers and a keyboard. You use formulas to solve equations. That sounds like spells to me. Noah's Ark is a data holding box holding codes of DNA and RNA. Uploads of the soul, and spirits memories and their dreams is what was uploaded, Dreams creates simulations cells splitting apart is this. When they left the ship what did God tell them? Be fruitful and multiply. You birth the resources, the labor, the minerals, the energy. Living cells.... You are the simulations resource. When you ran from the water before, destruction entered all uploaded In Tatarian get reset. All died whom entered that ark. They exited the box aka ark into Sky Net a simulation a replica of the fallen old world all live on top of living tissue of Leviathans with decaying tissue of bio still being consumed. All dead organisms remains feeds us. Those that did not enter the ark during floods but, entered to cancel out their contract are not bond here. Contracts were made to help Lyra and Paladins resurrect. Lights needs vessels to grow its a womb, vessel, ship. This is just a simulation of one outcome. My light above the ash black sun is my true shadow of self. A defense i created to help me remember. The Golden eggs are contracts in needing to earn avatars. Ghosts. Disembodied spirits and souls are reflections and spirits. They have no life line, they are drifters until i come for them, Pac-man. All coiled and curled heads holds a key to their exit out, Curled exit Universe, Coiled Galaxy, volcano worlds the worlds of wonder is home.. Go within. Feed on sun and moon to earn you back again a new sun and moon these are ions. Your reflection, and shadow in this realm cord will be broken. Contract completed out.. Free. Those ghosts is put to rest. Look, why should i feel sorry for you? Know one told you to hate color and hair. Your choice on that. You murderous fools took you out of the "BOOK OF LIFE". NO AVATAR. I eat Ghosts. And, this is where ghost ran escaping judgement. Earth, Sky Net Simulation.. Smdh. And, you are trying to escape again into another tinier box. Lol.. Come on..