Earth, Not My First Planet: Intro

         Love tramples us.
        Survival is our salvation. 
        
        It takes more than a world of time to learn those two facts will not change. 

        The word, "Earth" is just the "heart" scrambled around like a beaten egg. An ear to the heart grows at the end of each planet's cycle. 
    That view should tell you my universal experience when it comes to love, while somewhat explaining the sacrifice I go through to grow these balls of life. 

        It is a tearing and rearranging of ones being more than a ride or gift.

        Maybe I am doing it wrong. Maybe seeking companionship instead of enjoying study is the shortcoming I need to realize. 

        You will see through my stories and tell me if that is the case. 

        If your advice is sound enough you may help in the formation of a new planet one day.
        If not, I will be staring at myself for longer than forty billion years.

        Control your jealousy.
        If you hatch any.

        That is how long it takes for a planet to get to where Earth is now. 
        
        Forty billion years.

        Until then, it is just the All of Alls sitting, staring at possibilities and preparing until the planting day.
    The beginning and ending are my job--it is best not to ask the details-- the rest is affected by chaos during the growth cycle.
   
        Chaos cannot exist where I was conceived from because it will try to fix something that is not broken, just to break it and scream at you. 
       

    I punch chaos in the face, throw ever-burning coal at it and scream back, then my scream blows it up. 

        Forgive my smile, while thinking of the end day. I am not as bad as Peter, running at what might be.
        And forgive the bravado, it is the only good fight I get each forty billion.

        I live my whole first life at the end of the cycle of days to determine if I will engage and help mankind.
        If the people listen to what the planet needs, she evolves into a paradise-like climate and state of being.
    

        If not, the planet must go through a burn.
    

        Like a body with a fever, the Earth heats out the enemy. 

        The ability to infiltrate the original places was blocked a long time ago; some made sacrifices to keep them safe.

        I am one of them.

        I am not here to make better humans or to be sodomized by bliss-stealing walking dead religious. 
 
      That happened on what Pluto was, before it became an empty metal prison for the breathless that led to the planet's dormancy. Energy raping. Even from the young.

        They raped the life source their dead and tried reanimating her like a drug.    
    When she died, they moved on to raping their own young. 

        It is the greatest tragedy our universe has ever seen.

        Sodomy connects you to sodom, not each other. He likes to steal privacy and bliss.

        Instead of being tender and loving, you will soon learn a seductive hit. 

        "Shit" is how the S likes to hit your immune system, making you as needy as a child.
    
        The combination drives you to being in san or zan. They are beings that will just scream negativity at you until you do not function. It is because they are jealous you live and are trying to steal your right to live. 

        You will not hear or see these entities, until they attempt to enter you, as they claim you entered them. 

     If you think Joshua is getting you out of their headache... he went mad engaging in them, as you all will, as well.
        There is not a lot to what san and zan "are", so it is hard to keep them out of a system or body.

        Joshua ended up turning zan to naz.

        We will get to all that later, the base point of this is that you will not be able to connect with your mate the same way if you engage in sodomy.

        Sorry. I tried to indicate with the smell. 

        It is like getting off one BIG one, instead of feeling great all day.
    I call it, "the butt drug". To avoid it contaminating love, I will teach people a different way to connect, that avoids poop or slamming the baby maker. 

        Sorry, again, for my bluntness, but my summaries do gain favor quickly on the internet.
    
        A large group engaging in sodomy lowers the energy throughout the day to a blast. 

    There is absolutely no way to "gain favor" on a "side" to avoid the final burn if it must be.
    When the average good energy of mankind drops low enough, there must be a consequence.

       At which point I put feathers on the innocent children and burn the rest of you from above, red wing style. 

        There is no true name for me.
        Calling one out and hoping to see me, or for mercy, makes little to no sense. 

        Higher places mean something other than vertical: it is about energy. That energy must flow without the disturbance of chaos for there to be a source of everlasting eternal life. 

        Living near negative energy becomes a battle to keep chaos at bay. Sterilizing natural life into an angry order makes it harder to connect to the garden.

        That was how Pluto first started to fall.

        The citizens of the planet Pluto believed the dead about how life needed to live.
    The dead said to make absolutes and order, finally being in an absolute order and absolutely dead. 

    Births dwindled after the citizens tried to recreate creation itself. After births stopped, the popular evil ionized themselves into an artificial lasting life.

        Holographic humanoids were what I had to surround myself with at the end of it all on Pluto. 

        Instead of growth merely burdened with chaos, it was a permanently dead, sculpted into a hell. 

        I yelled as I burned them, "Perfect is dead. Absolute is dead. Order is just the two dying. This is your choice for trying to tame the garden."

        If you are wondering, I still have no remorse about it. 

        While living my whole first life, I enjoy living.
    
        It all works like a vacation before the job, if that makes sense. You are a lifeforce born physically, after doing the job your lifeforce did prior to your life living and it did it by setting up a plan for your life. 

        Good will protected is spread later, so you protect good will. 

        The beings on Pluto should have done the same instead of organizing the lives of others.

        If you are worried about the Earth's safety while I am on vacation know this: 

        Large emissions of power on Earth cause disturbances and expose locations of those able to emit such power.
        Earth has an automatic set of natural defense mechanisms that will engage when such power is emitted.
        Earth flooding herself inorder to cleanse an infection of magick or manipulation is understandable. 

        Even the evil ones avoid a cleanse to keep breathing bodies here to inhabit with their breathless being. 

        Being symbiotic with her creator, Earth is a sustainable life source.

        The ships that are here are similar to giant white and red blood cells. They help maintain the quality of season. They are symbiotic with the creator, like the earth.
    The ships also magnify the burning ball that had destroyed the last universe.

       Ra hates that you get vitamin D to heal from his pain.

        It is still one of the funniest consequences for the devil.

        You will have to excuse me for a moment. A smoke and a laugh are needed after remembering that.

    ...........

        Back to it, then. 

        Like with human bodies, the Earth must have nearly two times liquid to solid to prevent drying.
    The symmetry of you two will astound you, eventually.
    
        Then you will feel as small as bug and start reaching for reasons or possibilities from above you.

    The act isa bit annoying, if I am to be completely blunt about it. But it is typical. 

        I like my privacy, regardless of chosen occupations. That is something to remember. 
   
         I am living my whole first life and want to enjoy it

        You should be, as well.

        Earth is sustainable, but there are forces that attack she from the underground. 

        That is a battle beyond mankind.

        The government cannot help with this problem. 
        There is not much kindness in government in general, and for some odd reason humans tend to try to form groups to weigh and measure one another which leads to governing. 

        Then you weigh and measure everything else.

        I will probably never understand that mode of operating.
    Either way, before continuing on with my story, remember yours.
        
        Live.

        Just come back to read then when you get too bored to move or too sad about something too large to defeat on your own. 
   
        When ready to partake in my journey with me, you will hear of my failing at something and see a way around it.
         I will be extremely grateful if that leads to a comment below. 

       Forgive the grin, but that will happen. Again, and again. 
    
       Battles are still brewing against me. 
       Most aim to conquer through lies and evil tapestry.
       
        Come, fight them with me. Destroy an evil misunderstanding.