The thought of balance brings the idea of infinite inverses to my mind, especially when extensively examining what in this war-ridden, wildly wicked, wasteful, worsening world would make it predominantly peaceful, productive, properly protective, and perpetually progressive. But with inverses in mind, Devil spelled backwards is “lived.” What the figgity fuck does that mean? I mean, the Devil is diabolically demented, deceptive, destructive, dark, dreadful, deeply disturbing, deliberately disrespectful, disgusting, draining, and just everything evil—regularly and repetitively. So, I’m saying that Satan’s sinister lifestyle is so simplistically sadistic that the Devil’s devilishness doesn’t deserve debate, as he’s the worst of the worst. But what if I’m wrong? I’ve said this several times, as from my holy and never humble perspective, Lucifer was a liberator. Lucifer, an accomplished angel and ostracized offender of the Lord’s laws, saw subjugation as satanic and didn’t want his destiny dictated to him. So, Lucifer’s soul-severing sin was said to be “pride” after confidently confronting God about autocracy in a purported paradise, and he was eternally exiled to Earth as punishment, allegedly. Despite dwelling in darkness at dangerous depths with demons being in the Devil’s description universally, Lucifer translates to “light-bearer” in Latin, which queues the query, who is telling the truth? What if Lucifer was Jesus Christ? Can aliases cause confusion and lead to lots of those Devil-filled details being misinterpreted, misconstrued, misunderstood, and lost in translation? Admittedly, there’s nothing new in these theories that the top thinkers don’ thought through thoroughly time and time again. But where in this worryingly wrong world are the answers? If the truth sets one free, how far from freedom are you right now? Better yet, how would you even know? Like I said, per typical trend and tradition, people do what’s expected of everyone, what everyone else is doing, what they’re “supposed” to do, what they were manipulated into doing, what they were taught to do, etc. So, I’m sure freedom would feel foreign to folks fiending for acceptance and approval, which is essentially everyone—which is why nearly nothing makes as much sense as simple stuff should. Sometimes, it sure seems like mankind making meaningful matters make sense is incontrovertibly impossible, right? Remember, smart people simplify complicated things and stupid people complicate simple things. And to keep this super simple, all your leaders are leading you through the land of the lost, where educated entertainers like juicy Jasmine Crockett are paid to play the part of distractive disrupters with promising potential who never quite maximize it. Illusions, intrusions, inconsistencies, infinite inversions, and incontrovertibly impossible-to-acquire answers are all that this wacky world seems to share. Juicy Jasmine, where do you think big-brained Beau will be in 10 years? Anyhoo, what if I’ve discovered what dreams actually are, along with other extraordinarily evolutionary discoveries? Would my discoveries be disqualified by decision-making dummies because my education wasn’t exorbitantly expensive? Change can’t come from conservation, and our continuation can’t continue without change. If Lucifer was Jesus Christ, and Hell is here, and evil’s everywhere, doesn’t that make most of mankind’s reliable religionists lowdown Lucifer-lovers or down-low Devil-worshippers? I mean, that makes so much sense, right? Like, how in the hell are there hellish heathens in high numbers, who commonly claim that they serve the Savior, running rampant in a place where their divine deity and the Devil duel it out all day, every day, but both their divine deity and the Devil are only ideas? What in the Good Book’s supernaturally spiritual scriptures is going on here, huh? What if I know exactly what in the Bible’s barely believable babble is happening here? Conspirators and co-conspirators, life goes on, even after it all falls down. That flash flooding in NY, NJ, and PA is somewhat suspicious, ain’t it? Maybe someone who sees scenes from the supreme screen of things is saying something, no? And soon…
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