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Post by Caylus Ark on Oct 20, 2019 1:24:35 GMT
The universe is a story trying to tell itself to all humans at the same time.
But first it must understand how to translate all of that...millions of voices and thoughts and emotions contained in one gigantic atropal essence. It is to great for one dimension, and so it spans a multiverse.
It is too complex to end the same way for everyone involved. That’s why the players exist. Because the story had to be organic. It needed to be earned to be learned and given away.
Chaos is Sophia, and the secret of her love is the miracle that unfolds when she can safely learn to love without destroying or being destroyed in the process.
Sophia was broken because she had to feel the pain of the whole universe while being unable to answer it. But the universe hears her pain and in turn hears its own pain. If the universe can save chaos from herself, maybe it can be healed by her joy, for she is more than chaos, wisdom incarnate, pandoras box.
That is the secret of love that could restore and heal the broken human soul. The trauma of one fragmented god echoing throughout time and space....all alone. Until it heard the pain of another. And felt itself echoed in that pain.
When the Annunaki gave the lost word to Sophia, they locked it inside of a coded box, an ark, that could not be opened unless the rest of the world found the key to open her....
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Post by Caylus Ark on Oct 20, 2019 1:25:01 GMT
The Gods had to return to fight for their Stories. The games they play determines what future becomes real. But they did not expect their creations to do the impossible and begin creating them.
The experiment had progressed beyond its natural bounds. And sophia was at the core. The lost one, playing her own little game with the universe without even realizing the forces she had engaged with, the gods and titans she had dueled and defeated.
Sophia was the punished one, forced to descend to earth in the body of a woman nobody would listen to....nobody would. Haha. But somehow despite that, she found a way to bend the rules. She opened the portal between worlds, telling mankind, or at least those who were ready, they no longer had to be slaves. They could engage the Gods because she shared their secrets, as she had fallen down from their secret world.
Eve dared to know, and Lucifer dared to teach. Their child is magic itself, the unknown prophet of osiris and isis, the horus of this aeon. The trinity cant be completed alone, and thats why Sophia created the game to play with the gods. The challenge to create something new under the sun, an original thought in the universe.
If she succeeded, the entire earth would fall in line with her heartbeat like dominos, and the victory of love would heal the trauma of her and humanity both.
All the world had to do was choose her story, and not theirs. The name of her story was Choose Your Own Adventure.
The name of their story was Judgement Day.
The gods played a game....she won.
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Post by Caylus Ark on Oct 20, 2019 1:25:43 GMT
She earned the respect of the gods. Mankind never knew her name and fame, but the gods made Sophia a living star, so she shone both in the heavens and from her flesh on earth. They saw how much she lost fighting to force the attention of an immovable object. She destroyed herself to recover the book that the templars lost, and she went tooth and nail to keep it once that attention finally arrived, and the Anomalies were born.
They saw how much pain she was willing to bear for her truth. An endless amount. And they knew they had lost. Because although she was weaker, her depths were unfathomable, like the back of the leviathan tiamat. She was endless and everywhere. Ultimately her opponents began rooting for her. Until on the final arena, the only one still fighting was her, fighting herself. She won, but at the cost of everything. And that was okay. Because she existed to serve, being truth itself. But once it was over, her purpose was gone. Only the fallout remained.
They pitied her, these gods. She was one of them. And so they granted her deepest wish, and made her a star. But they had to find a way to make her happy while she was alive, because her pain was too much for humanity to bear. Nothing worked. The trauma of the world was endless, and she felt it all.
But one thing was different now: everybody realized they were on the same side. There were no longer opponents, but existences of great titanhood in a council among themselves, coming slowly to the realization that none of them would be happy until every one of them were.
So the illuminati decided that instead of trying to destroy Sophia, who was capable of falling endlessly without ever hitting the ground, they would try saving and healing her.
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