It….IT….is their God and Goddess. PartOne

I went driving along in Austin, Texas, this morning and enjoying the trees turning colors. I read late last night from my mentors, the Higgenbothams, linked below, and found myself again.

They and Rudolf Steiner explain my type of person no matter my station in life of religion, skin color, sexual organs, or particular brand of metaphysical sanity—

And Someone gave me a hug in a parking lot which made me cry my eyes out (AT LEAST I hadn’t put my makeup on yet)—because it was a young person who understands, truly understands, the value of smiles.

Their time is gold, and they are struggling through the school they have chosen to make money, to make friends, to make…….

But they had time for a woman in a parking lot. And THAT ITEM right there, time and a smile, IS ECLECTIC PAGANISM BY CARA COFFEY OF THE FUCKING MINISTRY CALLED UNCOVERED NO MORE (ISAIAH 61).

Great Spirit talked me out of quoting my book here. This little pretend conversation meant that instead of waiting to get this shit outta my insides until I got home where my book is (I’ve already written about this thing so many times; why not quote myself instead of rewriting it?!!!!)

…..went to get my food, sat down and pulled out my iPad to keep writing my book uncovered no more, and then began again:

SHEISTORY talked TO me — into writing UNM again and isn’t that how metaphysical knowledge is grown? Isn’t it grown by evolving our intellect? Hey University of Texas, I have a news flash for ya: us really intelligent beings called people actually think too.

We don’t have to pay you or the church on every fuqing Texas downtown corner a tithe to THINK. We don’t have to pay property taxes to educate our brains—and here all you dipshits are basing your entire paradigms on billionaire and millionaire whim.

So The Game is ON: We women gonna takeout your population and by the time your possible grandchildren are born, raised, and in our girl places, you won’t have too much of a gene pool to swim in Elon baby-boy.

MY DAUGHTERS have and are judging you, there are no true men willing to accept us as true girls out there to have children with—and you blame us all the time for populations dwindling while not taking out the drug industries killing our babies’ brains 24/7,24/7,24/7.

Goddess IT?

This ain’t a civil war. I’m not into war. I’m “into” peace. I ain’t had peace any in this life of mine.

This above was written because a black woman on a billboard interrupted my reverie telling me she (a supposed Teacher) would guide my thoughts and intellect.

Blank. Stare.

I’m reading and art-ing the top book.I do not have it with me publicly anymore because I cannot any longer think metaphysically accurate in the public places about such important things like are in this book above—since most of ATX is so politically motivated, and particularly on Sunday, that I really feel like I’m at odds with everything and everyone so I am learning to disappear yet be here, and go where I please.

Go where I please

I bought the first book some months ago. The second one is a Christmas Gift for my 36 year partner. Smile. I’m not asking him to read it. I’m just getting it for the house.

I have some people in my life who should come over and read it. Maybe even Jesus Himself might find time to come read this hard copy of a book so He can kind of find out what it is to be Christian and Pagan.

Not that he needs to figure anything out. But if I were him in the modern day, I sure as hell would need to figure out why men are so fucked up in Austin, Texas.

In Austin, Texas.

Checkmate, Republicans, Protestants, and Catholics across the World System. CHECK-FUQING-MATE.