I also love how LW implies we are unwilling to restructure our entire worldview, as if the very nature of this site didn’t imply we’d already done that once.

To heal him of cancer, I’d first have to resurrect him. He was hanged, don’t you know?

Is this so farfetched in the fantasyland you inhabit?

<iIn post 16, LW claimed to have been given a cure for cancer, then said later that someone else had simply come very close to it.

Credibility: Shot.

Hey, not so fast there, CheezChoc. In the same comment, LightWorker also claims to have been given the location of Saddam Hussein before he was captured. Obviously, Saddam was the man with the cancer cure – maybe given him by his private pharmacist, Dr Germ. If only our goverment would have listened to LightWorker, they would have located him before they resorted to bombing is Tikrit home, and saved the world from its ills. But see, the government is not enlightened any more than the rest of us chattel are, and they ignored LightWorker’s clear message. And now look, we are all the worse off for it..!!

Who needs TV – this is great stuff.

Credibility: Shot.

Really? It’s that simple? OK then. …… Move on.

If you do, you may very well be the first theist of any kind to actually keep his word around here.

Yet, you’re compelled to do so. You can’t allow yourself to believe me, to entertain the possibility that someone like me exists. I’m an anathema to all you believe. I’m what you spend your days and nights denying. I’m your worse nightmare, or your greatest dream.

Whoa – reign it in there, buddy. Step off the pedestal, forget your delusional self-important grandeur, and stop trying to imagine that you transcend the Aeons. You are exaggerating you own enlightenment.

PS – it was a test. And a mock. It was neither and it was both. It was the Nothing, as it was the All. If you determine that it was merely a test, you are a mad. If you determine that it was merely a mock, you are incomplete. But if you truly reckon the meaning of this, and say it aloud, you will prove to be enlightened and you will be killed as a heretic.

“Can you tell me what secret knowledge must I possess to gain enlightenment and attain to the fulness of the Pleroma, as you most certainly have?”

Do you mock me? Or is this a test?

For those who truly wish enlightenment, no “secret knowledge” is required. You have all that you need. If you can say, think, feel, imagine, know, understand, be conscious us, be aware of, ‘I Am,’ then you have all that’s required to be enlightened. It’s only an ‘I Am’ away.

Say you’re enlightened, and so you are: “I Am enlightened.”

Stop with the insults, already. If you wish I should move on, I will. But you will miss out learning what few know–the accumulated knowledge garnered from a lifetime of experiences, experiences I have gathered from living straddled two worlds–this one, and the one just above this one.

There are many worlds. There are worlds upon worlds. This universe, as complex, and as wonderful at it is, doesn’t begin to tell the whole story. There are worlds within worlds, within worlds, ad infinitum.

Call me mad, if you choose, if that’s the only way you can process me. You place me in great company. All trailblazers have been called mad. Christopher Columbus was called mad.

Yet, you’re compelled to do so. You can’t allow yourself to believe me, to entertain the possibility that someone like me exists. I’m an anathema to all you believe. I’m what you spend your days and nights denying. I’m your worse nightmare, or your greatest dream.

For, I am you.

I am the grandeur that you are, which you must repudiate because it sounds to good to be true, or because it verges on madness, because it’s strange, and “spaced.”

If what I say is true, if I’m right about what I say, you’ll have to reorder your world, you’ll have to restructure your whole universe, and that can be both intimidating, and unsettling.

Here me: Your scientists revise their hypotheses, are even willing to discard a theory when it doesn’t correspond with a set of observations, a group of facts, or a phenomenon never before encountered.

Yet, you’re willing to dismiss me out of hand because I don’t fit your usual mold, because you haven’t experienced the world as I have experienced it.

You’re not free.

You cannot entertain the unthinkable. I can think it all: the possibility of God not existing as well as existing, and challenge my own knowingness, my own extraordinarily rich experiences in this world and many others.

LW: I have encountered people who are sufficiently deluded so as to start believing the fantasies they make up in their own minds. John Nash would be a famous case of such a person. So if you’re not lying, i.e., if you actually think what you’ve written is true, you need psychiatric care.