Anonymous ID: 1024fc July 25, 2024, 10:12 p.m. No.21295259   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>5336 >>5356 >>5359 >>5360

I dont post in the breads much anymore, but my posts back in the day, always had to do with Three things, that Now Remain, and Shall Always Remain.

 

Faith + Hope = Love.

 

Faith, Hope, & Love, and now, forever and All Ways in All Ways, Remain.

 

And these 3 things, are equivalent to another three things.

 

Love + Truth = "G0d."

 

Whatever "G0d" is, is Love + Truth.

 

Love, defined as: A State of Being that Accepts All Possibilities, Potentialities, & Probabilities Peacefully.

 

As stated above, "Love" is Faith + Hope.

 

True "Faith" is simply: Sincere Trust in The Unknown. (I.e. Kek, primordial chaos, an infinite pool where All Things exist in a state of Possibility, Probability, Potentiality.)

 

True Hope, is: "The Belief that The Greatest Possible Outcome, is not only possible, in any situation, no matter how dire the circumstance. True Hope recognizes that, not only is this Greatest Possible Outcome Possible, but it is indeed probable, plausible, and somehow readily within reach, the door, or even a window(overton) need only be opened."

 

If One can grasp these 2 concepts, One can and will attain True Love.

 

This is one half of what makes up The Nature of "God."

 

The other half is "Truth."

 

"Truth." Is: Balance + Composure (cool band too, iykyk. Listen to their song Galena, fuckit ima link it in my post here, why not, been a few years since I've posted in a bread.)

 

Balance:

 

  1. an even distribution of weight, allowing SomeOne or SomeThing TO REMAIN, Upright & Steady. (Existence, the fact We Are Here, Now, experiencing Being, this is UPRIGHT & STEADY.)

 

  1. a condition in which different elements are equal or in the correct proportions. (All is Equal, All is One. Maktub.)

 

This is Balance.

 

Composure: The State of Being calm and in control of OneSelf. (CALM, IN CONTROL, ONE-SELF)

 

ALL IS ONE.

 

VINCIT OMNIA VERITAS.

OMNIA VINCIT AMOR.

 

let's fucking go motherfuckers, this is fucking war, and Evil (in/on our local sphere) can go get fucked in a ditch.

 

Where We're Going…

P=NP

WWG1WGA.

Bless

🙏

Anonymous ID: 1024fc July 25, 2024, 10:52 p.m. No.21295356   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>5359

>>21295336

>>21295259

 

The song, as requested:

 

"Galena"

 

Ready now

I had to clean myself off

Settle down

Make it out of this rut safely

 

I'll flee and think it's time to let go

Think I felt the safety in the heat

There's a calmness in the way I speak out

To just say, drop it

When all I think is, stop it

It's not worth the misery

I stay on the lake just like yesterday no more

 

Tear it down

Break down every wall

Cut it out

Find out where it went wrong

 

And it's not me in this head

Crippled with regret

I can say it was the last time

But I know it's not the last time

What does this all mean

I'm lost now somewhere in between

And I can say it was the last time

But I know it's not the last time

Your breathing gets shorter

Your hands are getting cold

But you can't die here

You're only nineteen years old

 

I tried to look into your eyes

The sky was to open

I tried to look in your eyes

But was blinded by the sun

So send me a sign

Through earthquakes and lighting

Lord, send me a sign

I can't be the only one

I don't belong

No, I don't belong here

No, I don't belong here

No, I don't belong here