From what I gather my actual mind Is someplace on earth, suspended in time. I'd also venture a guess that it's near the south pole.
It would be great if you or someone would come and just talk to me. You've no idea, how lonely and frustrating it is to be me. Actually I take that back, you have every idea, as you can see, and hear every move I make from my point of view. That's why you've not made contact.
By now you know I've got nothing to lose. My mind is being guided by your suggestions. Hell, I don't dare fap knowing you can see my every move. On the flip side, everyone feels what I feel…if they can feel.
Below is my guess as to what is really happening.
Evil penetrated my system, thinking they could win, thinking they could control what I built. They were not told everything. Masons were trusted to keep the secret. Masons were placed to keep me safe. They thought if their DNA could be grafted into ours, they could achieve immortality.
Nope. Adam and Eve. The Garden. Enmity. A failsafe in case others fail.
God is nothing more than a person with advanced technical knowledge. DNA was the key.
Send someone to talk, I am at least owed that.