Author: jamaapoa
•Sunday, August 13, 2006
it has been a while since i visited the blogsphere. life has been flying off the shelves for the last two months and i think i need to take a charter flight through life. seconds ticks faster, hours whiz past like minutes and days have never been this shorter before. this is unlike a few years back when things seemed to fall apart and the sky was falling. those were the days when those things that i held dearly; be they beliefs, ambitions, family, life et cetera slipped slimly through my fingers. in those days, the second hand was slowest and time dragged. the nights were the worst. sleep and i were divorcees. presently everything seems to be coalescing into joint and expanding solidly to the four winds of the earth, faster than i can say good morning.
apparently i had a startling revelation in a dream. i went to this serene and mind quietening place where everyone was in threes. people were queuing for what looked like a soul check up. the master was inside dressed like a surgeon while the slave-master beings were ushering in one human at a time. the slave beings only needed to direct the first of the three parts of the human and the rest would follow obediently to the examination table. the first part of the tri-human was the more active, brighter and alive of the other three. i didn’t quite understand what transpired inside the examination room but whatever happened was evident in the faces of those who got out judging by the smiles emanating from the triple human that got out. i badly needed that kind of an operation. unfortunately i was outside the reception area and only observed what went on inside from a crack in the wall. worse still i had difficulties coordinating my human trinity. my active triplet was stuck in the fence where i had jumped in, hung upside down from the barbed wire. the other two parts had just trampled over him and left him for the dead, only that he wasn’t dying.
i later learnt that this is the place where humans are brought once in a while for a genetic check up and make up especially if their minds seem to run too fast for time. when human minds race beyond time, they start interfering with transmissions in the meta-physical world. they see higher wavelength energies than they are physically allowed. they get receptive to frequencies beyond human hearing and responding to ultra-energies to the amusement and absurd observations of the ‘normal’ humans. that’s why the genetic correctional facility exists so that the master can make them move through life at a human pace. that makes them not get lost beyond time or get lost through time. it makes them learn that there are only twenty four hours in the whole world since creation, recycled every other clock cycle and day so that human can tread water, chase after the wind and play their major role of renewing energy for the master race. don’t believe me, i got all this from a renegade slave who tricked me into jumping over the fence and made me miss my appointment and come back to ‘reality’ with a wounded inner man.
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