-SpectraL
coward
[the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
Heaven and Hell is only figurative, to illustrate and make clear certain principles. There really are no such thing. Heaven simply refers to the space the aliens can occupy, which is kind of like a giant cloaking field which places them slightly out of phase with our own reality, rendering them effectively invisible to us. But they're not only invisible while inside this field, they are also "not really present" in our world, because they are in a different dimension. When they uncloak, they then enter our domain as a solid substance and can interact. All their ships are encloaked within this giant field and circling this planet as we speak. That is the figurative "heaven", the "other side", where they operate from. Hell is also just a figurative term. It represents total and utter annihilation along with a complete destruction. The laws of physics state that no matter or energy is truly lost, but merely converted to another state, such as gas, liquid, vapor, solid, etc., but "hell" means the matter/energy is truly destroyed and lost forever. It is "burned up", but NOT converted to another state. The molecules, the atoms themselves are completely destroyed and turn into nothing at all. This is because the weapons the aliens use are capable of doing this. They have weapons that can not only destroy the target, but make it not exist at all in this plane of reality, or any other plane of reality. Lost forever, never to return again.
-SpectraL
coward
[the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
In the middle school I went to, the Vice Principal had a trick where he would walk toward you in the hallway from the opposite direction, not even looking at you at all, then just as he was a couple of feet past you he would reach back and grab you by the hair and drag you backwards by the hair all the way down to his office, where he would literally hurl you into a chair in the corner and then leave the room. So you'd have to sit there in the chair for anywhere from 10 minutes to an hour, and then he would return, sit down on the edge of his desk, and ask you if you really wanted to fuck with him. He would say things like, "Do you really want to fuck with me? Because if you do, I'm more than happy to give you a solid go for your money. I've fucked with the best. And you'll be no different. So go ahead... fuck with me. I dare you to fuck with me.", and stuff like that, until he was finally done with you and grabbed you and threw you out of his office. And that was for the good kids. I hate to think what ever happened to the bad ones.
-SpectraL
coward
[the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
In the old days, the woman would have gotten a good beating, the phone would have been smashed, and then the couple would have enjoyed the rest of the movie together.
-SpectraL
coward
[the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
Every one of our "spirits", our "souls" are linked to a central nexus, and yes, we are that important. Every single one of us who ever lived, and who will live, is critical to preserve, except for the bad ones.
-SpectraL
coward
[the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
You can play a minor role, if you choose that, and you can play a major role, if you choose that. You can even play a role by playing no role. It's all up to you, really.
2017-05-17 at 1:02 PM UTC
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What media do you consume?
-SpectraL
coward
[the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
Every kind. I've examined almost the totality of everything which is currently on the Internet.
-SpectraL
coward
[the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
Or, plug two brains in together to see how the two bodies react and interact.
-SpectraL
coward
[the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
When I went to school, the teachers had a leather strap that they would beat you with. So you'd get beat at school, and then when you got home, you'd get a second beating from your parents. All beatings of kids were legal back then.
-SpectraL
coward
[the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
The aliens have computers which record a detailed, complete record of everything that makes you what and who you are, your personality, your body details, your memories, right down to the number of hairs on your head and your DNA. Backups of you are made from time to time, similar to backup tapes on a computer. So after you die, the aliens have a detailed record of everything about you. From that recording, they can remake a new you - one that is not only identical to the original, but it really is you. Think of the "buffer" on the transporter in Star Trek. The body's molecules are broken down into a data stream, stored in the buffer, and the sent somewhere, where the data stream is reassembled back into its original form. This is the same method the aliens use, but much more detailed even than that. Once you're dead, they still have you "in the buffer". This means they can bring you back again exactly as you were at any time, and they can also bring you back at any point of your previous you. Once Satan and all his followers are destroyed, all good people will be restored from those records and placed back on Earth just as they were. Then all those people will live forever in a paradise, right here on earth, because there are also detailed backup of everything that's ever been on the Earth, including animals, plant life and everything else. The planet will also be restored from the backups to the time the Earth was one giant paradise.
2017-05-17 at 1:38 AM UTC
in
-Bill the CatraL
-SpectraL
coward
[the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
There's a little -SpectraL in all of us.
-SpectraL
coward
[the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
The Lion King was supposed to be called The Mohammad King.