 Originally Posted by Universal Mind
Will you do it today? I want to have a conversation with you while you believe that 2 + 2 = 5. When can we have that conversation?
We've had it already. You've chosen to believe otherwise. See what I mean?
 Originally Posted by Sandform
Never, because he is a liar.
I have given up lying. I advise you to give up assuming (and lying, if you still do).
 Originally Posted by Seismosaur
Hence a fairy tale in a fairy tale.
You have this backwards. Life without God is but a dream. There are no problems in this world, no goblins, no monsters, no trolls. Don't worry, friend (be Happy). There is no heros either, because nobody needs to be saved. God is only a fairy-tail to naive children.
A dream...
If only you/they knew what I was thinking:
I wish I could convince dream characters that they were dreaming; that they were not what they thought they were; that they were my imagination (But what kind of a process is that?). Do you know what that is like? I am drowning in amusement! What am I doing here on this forum? Am I here to help those "attain lucidity" in the waking life? (Here to speak of Enlightenment?) Here to speak how the lucid-dreaming "induce-lucid-dream" processes are little more than pseudo-revelations!? Ha! Ignorance must have been ignored. What? And I am here to tell all so bluntly and simply, that God is their true Self, and watch them fail miserably in overlooked attempt to understand; with their vast spasms of denial and precious frustration? (Is that what I really mean?)
Am I really just swimming under the stars? Aren't you people (and occasional spam bots) all just beautiful! This is bliss; I am flying effortlessly. Yet I am nearly crying, why can't I tell them? Tears of Joy; running down my face, like kisses. Why do I have to watch them suffer? How can the sun forget its brightness!? HOW!! I now know how; I am grateful! (Oh, where am I...)
Later, I feel, if they want to love you God, they would. As if any dream character needs to know their true selves, and as if they would suddenly believe it. Everyone here is just what they want to be, yet they must think they have no choice. They should go right ahead with their "lives", riding pink elephants and playing that big game of chess where all the pieces are decorated and none are ever taken off the board. I should let them all be, they're all Perfect, they think they're having fun anyway (well most of them) - nothing needs to be convinced of them; nothing needs changing. I shall leave them all be; I love them.
"Who is willing to walk back Home to the end of the Universe; where you all came from; where there is infinite Peace?" (Nobody answers me; I shouldn't have said anything.) Almost none I gather; most of you all are here fighting over a lost nothing. I am glad you think it's fun, at least. I (me) will go soon, and be forgotten, but I will always be here (You).
This would make a spectacular film, I add.
(Nothing needs to be said, Now)
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