These are the recordings of my first journeys of philosophy and spirit, in sense of how I gained my fantasy and my reality and what of it came after all, as the three longstones are the guide stones to the evolution of a mundane primitive with no ability to do things greater then consume, that allows as beyond the past the philosopher and man, but also what would go beyond it in sense of achieving the magnus opus, in sense of finding higher planes after these, in sense of beyond the consuming of an animal, into mindset and beliefs, then actions and tools, that took me to deeper realms beyond fantasy and reality, into planes of ability and nature, which allow in essence to reach the complete.
These are the words, that represent the evolution of a being from planes of mortal animal to planes of deeper possibility and also in sense of metaphysics regarding what the world is and how it is, it describes the sense of a fantasy and a reality, which one is not real in sense of experience and one is real but not desired in experience. It tells in ascending over these two stones by reading them and even practicing the ideas within them, how one evolves from an animal in sense of having no fantasy reached and having a reality unwanted, to a plane where in the afterall, one can arrive at their fantasy in time of effort that also transforms their reality from unwant of tragedy to desired dream.
As while sleeping you see your complete possibility, while awake you live in nightmares tragedy, until you try to transmute what is that tragedy of a nightmare into the dream materialized by effort.
The Longstone of Fantasy
A curiosity of eldritch fears, the fallen city around in pain of disease of polarity disbelief.
The corner from its dream, its nightmares of flesh cuttings, play rearranging, sowing together.
These the zombies of schisms convincing, reforming's tried, fusing with other, but no avail.
Then the dream asleep and away again from the tag of the malum, go back forward to purity.
Seen the same city from its light of not its failures of disbelief and problem, but freedom, opportunity.
The same city still standing amidst a side for its end and removal and one of its persistent prosperity.
Uncertainty of past or future, city fallen, city risen, stand in same dwelling apart by beacon.
In this dwelling the sane path is story games, for those who feed off pain and pleasure, to gift other.
Climbing the tower of Sanity, beyond the witch's well of magic in causality and beacon in time.
From the citadel of health and education, gone up into the tower of avondale, tower of sanity.
The tower of avondale is built by God, not man, no man can build a tower impossible by nature.
Inside, find the story of dante and virgil in inferno, purgatory, paradise, as they be rise from below.
Alas above in indigo, the realm of dreams and future of tomorrow: all, once, again is completed.
Here they build worlds of ever expanding creativity, simulations of experience each unique in be.
But they have problems still in sense of another disease or another then here now be in time after.
These worlds are in simulations of artificial that create places like the city below indigo above.
Where all is true in sense of belief and all is possibility, in the outer space filled completely of matter.
What is the purpose of life? To create and go deeper into unknowns, miracles of prophets as of old.
Worlds from art of as once fiction, then become reality by spirit of purpose found between and after.
The dreams are the guide to the desires of the people awake that show their purposes, truth is reaching.
These life's beauty in passing from the limitless before life, to the limit of what is made in life then.
Journeying the unknowns of questions, we live in paradise, eternity, safety, by the labor of philosophy.
In indigo, future complete where all is done and possible, exists before beginning did as perfect form.
Future, completed existence before beginning, pursues the beginning to know how it came to all be.
The Longstone of Reality
Why is such perfect place as indigo, still containing suffering as though it is not without it in ending?
Snap, the nightmare returns, revealing that problems must be tamed in sense of always ever onwards.
The one God is dead, suicide of boredom at its omnipotence, lived for moment of solitude, now rotting.
Rotting the world is God's corpse, in sense of its decay into other tragedies that grow with time forward.
We the heads of the bodies detached from all knowing are the ones destroying his existence before us.
This is cause of tragedy in that our efforts bring only more problems after those before are fixed after.
As kings corrupted by power are as closer to God was in power, driven maddened by their boredom.
The sheep stupid in sense of following orders go into the lions mouth for slaughter in times of faith.
But they form the body of the kings that guide them as their ultimate head, with inaccurate motions.
Shred decaying problems risk our extinction in the crumbling taller and harder they can fall from there.
In times forward from here the future contains worse things then what we imagine as todays conflicts.
In hopelessness we can only gaze the abyss in defiance of submitting but braving only in gaze of it.
Kill the dream in sense of what we desire, for first the knowing of what its consequences are on self.
Tragedy of life is a fact of life in sense of how the nightmare dwells in the places that are well lit too.
It is in futility that we go out to do something about the world, with only the futile outcomes of result.
This we brave the darkness in sense of story, regarding time and place as only of issues with defiance.
We do so in sense of aesthetics of rejecting the suffering we must receive, winning in victory of only this.
Enjoy what one can, one may only live once, face the dark, don't flee like sheep from it, or corrupt of it.
Religion in sense of hope by beliefs in ideas that give us good feeling, is not a solution to the tragedy.
Hope is not found in sense of thinking life is okay when it is seen that it also isn't okay in places of be.
Alas in effort to inspire the changes of a better state then this tragedy, by grimoire of all its darkness,
We find that the hope is only a sense of belief something may be better, the cure is actually trying to.
So in release from the tragedy in sense of trying to fix what is ones pain, we gain the braved labor.
This labor is to transmute lead into gold, in sense of rendering what is now pain, turned to bliss.
The Longstone of Afterall
One requires imagining the future where the tragedy is not anymore, where it has been resolved now.
Then it is in the pursuit from that future in sense of its steps to reach, to try to reach it from here now.
This, while problems grow with time and vanish with repair, the world is better and better by tragedy.
As what is standing is destroyed to rebuild from ashes a better that changed not old, but added new.
As we know not good and evil, when decisions don't decide what can be true, but try for what is true.
What is true, is the sense of what is existent in the features of what is observed existing in presence.
We know what is existing in presence from experience that shows the actuality of its nature seen.
Through the labor of knowing and experiencing new things to allow more, we find the solutions of.
In the sense of finding what in the tragedy can be changed with what other around is able to change it.
These things that change a problem, arise from the arrangement of the details clearly seen together.
This is in sense of mind or matter, in sense that for each conflict is a solution of another opposite to do.
In sense of creating, we fix the problems that limit our creation, in sense of tragedy we fix what is it be.
We do all this with continuous labor of effort on the everyday, we take breaks but we keep improving.
We improve with what actually repairs our failures and our situation, reaches our dreams and achieves.
The one Omnipotent God of all things, annihalated himself because he was bored and lonely alone.
He annihalated himself by shattering into infinity of all possible beings so that he was not alone at all.
He gave each the power to do anything they desired, and so any desire could be met by same act.
As God had had a dream and had recognized his tragedy and transmuted it from one to other by trying.
In the complete before time not past to completed future, we are all able to do anything we want to do.
In the now that is your present day you are living out a way that was uncomplete become complete.
You came here because you were bored of the complete and wished to know it again completely.
The complete is achieved when you can do what your dream is, that requires changing your tragedy.
You are already in the complete future of perfect forms, but you are seeing them from the past of before.
So you must rise through the transmutation of your tragedy to its dreams, to reach the complete again.
You do so by trying to find ways to change your tragedy into something that allows your dream.
Their are many different ways to the same complete of your desires, these form worlds of your life.
Each life is as a world of your transmutation from tragedy to dream complete, as another world.
Worlds are recorded in time as immortal guides to others dreams, every life you desire a dream.
The dream you receive is based on how you take the labor to change your tragedy and the effort in it.
The more you spend on changing the tragedy to dream, the more it approaches the completed dream.
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