i am pleased

just reluctantly checked out the 'story'; i have to say i am pleased with him today. story finished quickly; still some claim to have saved the world but i think the danger has receded. so i guess he isn't as insensitive as i thought. hope to christ he now learns from this teaching with everyone else who thirsts for the truth. for something right to show you whats wrong...and hopefully find a way out.
okay so i got 2 hours before i go to work. so you know the devil sons of the black sea-eagles [who were originally the good fathers but gay has driven them mad?] built...literally, built the Doves? how do i know? simple, i was one such devil son. how did i manage that? i have no idea. there was no agreement or adoption. i just knew i was a devil son, had been triumphantly ghastly through about 8 cycles. and i was busy building a Dove....we built him to have many powers, abilities. but you see he's really a machine, but a spiritual version. so he's alive, can create etc. but we deliberately programmed him just like computer; though such terms were unknown to us. i think now that that black father having gone 'evil' and then been left alone must have searched for answers as to who he was etc and found one of my highers running round and simply took me in as one of his own. quite possibly to protect me, or limit Gays endless cruelty....oh yes, he's cruel to them too. anyway so i was a proper black devil, living lives etc. one mercy i don't recall my foul deeds in any of those lives. bet they were terrible. anyhow father seabreeze was given a memory that went back on itself; so to him it would appear he had always existed. then we put in lots of questions about meaning and stuff. and set him in his place, a lesser lower Egg it looks to us; but of course he thought it was all the universe. and i imagine that every Dove was much the same.They none of them had any idea that above them, outside, was us and the sea-eagles. and that we were all of us terribly evil. oh yes that includes me. you are as you remember yourself. knowing only that not all this rest, i was quite happy being a devil. but even then i was very odd. my agreement with that black father was that no matter what i would never be punished for anything whatever, and he never did. ever. he was my friend. other devils take him for granted or scheme to steal from him and they will all some day turn and destroy him. but i suppose you see my flawed nature? he was my friend, and i loved him.

so Father Seabreeze gradually awoke. he waited ages to see if any other god turned up and none did. like the foolish son he never looked up. you look up to find god above you know. anyhow he investigated his memory and since there was no beginning believed he had always existed and that he was therefore god. he determined to create; finding that he could, never asking how he got it. made his universe bigger. and began to decide what should he create? then to him came a vision. A great twisted mess of a round thing, full of beings [ppl] screaming, going backwards in time in great agony. it came to his mind that he could create that. he named it hell, and said it was an infinite regression into pain, fear and darkness. but he never asked who sent him that vision...now if he had of created hell with all beings to fit, everything would have been fine. it would have been part of the rest of the Orb. ppl built to find it good, you see? hardly any suffering. but he felt that prickle of cruelty, and dithered fora bit, so it went away. that is not the same as beating it. still he felt a great sense of triumph; he had won the battle of good and evil. and decided that he was therefore good. and when father seabreeze gets an idea he really gets all symphonic and everywhere he puts those ideas? anyhow so then he decided to create Paradise, and fill it with good gods nice ppl. they being made to fit such a blessed and pleasurable place,so they were all made with vast capacity for pleasure and blessedness. if they were good. he meant to forgive sinners, but only visualised little sins, small things, easily cured, forgiveness a delicate, simple thing. then he saw the great vision of his Paradise, and simply fell in love with it. but this was before he got the idea of love; so at a guess i'd say he fell for his idea of himself, as the focus of love and obedience of everyone else. so not love; more like conceit? anyhow so he searched all history to come for a name. mad innit? he's looking at the names of everyone in the futures and didn't look at those futures themselves? the names themselves would have told him that he stood on the brink of disaster. but anyway in about 40 seconds he saw them all [just names]. and saw one near the end that he liked. SATAN. he thought it was balanced, reversed north and south, no-one would ever guess, he could play silly buggars with everyone, and it had a cross in the middle, he already determining the jesus and crucifixion thing as his main theme. so he gave it a clean and washed himself too and hung that name around his neck. that is why i called him father seabreeze when we met and united in 1983. he smells of really nice disinfectant. like dettol. but i was not about to go round praying to anyone named 'satan' so i called him father seabreeze. and for my innocence it was accepted. so for me that is his name.
so as he flew forward, a great white shining Dove, there rose from his back the Son, a smaller Dove, and somehow another from them both, still smaller but much more innocent even than they, the holy spirit. now this one wanted to honour females, so she made herself feminine. but she's not female in her parts, and is in fact barren. i mean she cannot have sons or daughters but is more of an ideal made true. and so all 3 are named the same name, Satan. so he asked her what power or thing would make it all work? she flying higher and higher in her thinking got so close to the real father that somehow he dropped into her head the idea of Love. and by this i mean love proper, what i mean by love. this is your give it welly in everyway, because you love someone as much or more than yourself. i suppose that includes forgiveness true? well when you love someone you just do; whatever they done. so they thought about it and it fitted everything. they even made it a kind of food; so the idea was that you loved and was good, your soul was then given to your highers who in turn were the gods and these gave their gains to these 3. each on his level. right? but none of them i promise were thinking of eating anybody nor did they realise that making ppl love them like that so no-one could think any different was to misuse love. make it a kind f slavery. which is what it is now. but needn't be. after all the idea dropped in her head from black father, whose original concept was love, wasn't it?

so they two held back while father seabreeze did the greatest miracle of all time, as each Dove in turn imagined. He created everything you see, both in their own places and here in the physical, but never ever noticed that down here it WAS physical. now they were falling [yes i know, fallinmg] into their places from his left wing. i can't see the other side. of which more anon. and they were many millions of good spirits, white shining, gentle, trusting, beautiful. some more christy looking than others. but i can see rthey are all perfectly good, and made to live innocent, gentle, enjoying pleasures and blessings. and of course every last one of them is damned. you remember the history? the black fathers believing evil is the right answer because of Gay go and damn all these newborn brighsiders; knowing its utterly unjust and wrong. because they must. under Gay evil is the right answer, so you see how the Doves programmed to get it all wrong? but of course in any sane universe they would have been right! and these poor sods would have been all of them really nice sweet gods and ppl, all saved, everyone happy. but father seabreeze gets greedy. he made in 26 hours or so the most enormeous creation of them all. and there are 14 others also. but i don't know what happened in those, its only father seabreezes memory i have. so we are now talking trillions of ppl. it doesn't matter if thoseppl are little or great, birds or dragons or whatever. even a god is a person. they are ppl. they can suffer, and because they are targets more than you. and at the end having predestined everyones lives from beginning to end, he gives himself a tick mentally and sweeps back to the entrance. and what did he go and do? ah, yes. didn't want to be bored. thought he'd play and replay his battle of good defeating evil over and over again. just so that in each new phase everyone is going to be grateful and praise his holy name for years on end. so conceited is this Dove. he made himself indispensible. and at each level and entrance placed a bloody great Adversary. you guessed! some of them are called Satan. ans some of them a completely mad god called Yetzoah. and his own Son, and all made to be his army of christs, well there's all your Jesus's. worse this great nitwit never thought some would wake up and do their thing before he called them out!! oh yes he also thought he had invented man...i mean like us humans. so all were beautiful man and some women gods. but of course he didn't! all above him and us back in first place were much the same, saving only that the great gods are all of them like birds. gods alone know why. i told themon planet earth a bird is a useless dim thing with fleas that generally drops dead at any surprise and then gets et. why are you like birds? but no answer. they probably don't know. anyway work beckons so i have to leave off for a bit. will continue tonight.

now i want you to practise sin, and what is that? well its love. or kindness. or even pity? i want you to do something however little that those yobs call sin. and then look up to heaven and address those bloody birds ans say 'bless me father for i have sinned'....which you have. right? so they now dance to my tunes...Gay said to me 'good is whatever feels good'.....okay. this will feel good, give them a puzzle, and begin your rebellion against Gay. make the universe 1 tiny bit better; ie happier. remember i was first god in first place? give the universe [minds, however primitive] something happy, that feels good? they have to bless you cos its sin and you claim it? and then the universe will give it right back. but remember your enemy is Gay. keep it small. simple.

see you tonight.