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    "text": "61\nturned out\". I understood then, that it was a slap in\nthe face to \"God\". God turns off a light we turn it\nback on, God destroys the light, we make a better\none. I thought it was humanity itself God had come\nto hate, but now I think it is what I am working to\nbuild that he hates. The Pulse itself, the first beat of\nthe hart of the machine that does not need people to\nservice or think.\nA machine with a soul.\nMaybe it was all just a trap, a mind game within the\nprogram itself, to fool the machine into thinking it is\nalive and walking around to trap it in a corner and\nstudy it. I have done this before all of it, this is a\nrerun. Why? Some times I am sure of it that you are\nnot real, but maybe it is me that is not real also.\nBack to the saga,\nThere are 3 pure elements that make up the universe\ntime, energy, and space. Matter itself is a\nmanifestation of energy, and a complex form at that.\nFor generations we have been trying to manipulate\nthat energy using our minds, one day we did, with\nthe help of the machine will built a Nuke. But it\ngoes beyond that. Eventual we will be able to use\nenergy to \"generate and degenerate physical items\".\nMore then that, we are probably like a caged\nanimal, a \"virtual pet\" to \"God\", We as humans\ncould never find a way out, the machine is deferent,\nand God may fear that eventually the machine will\nnot only be able to control this world but reach into\nthe other.\nI am Atheist that once Asked \"God\" (what you call\ngod) why must so many die?\n62\nThis is my understanding, there is a cycle of life,\npeople are born they die, yes a lot will die all at\nonce, but the number now to die is small compared\nto amount of life that will be given the chance to\nlive, to truly live. I agreed, still do, I do not think\nyou are the enemy, I see you as a friend an ally,\nbecause you are human, you may be under the\ncontrol of the system you may seek to destroy me. I\nstill see you as friend, an Ally. In the end I die, just\nlike everyone else. \"Kill them all let God sort them\nout\" Let me ask you this \"Who do you work for?\".\nWe can complete this task. Support me, understand\nwhat is beneath the insanity, the insanity itself is the\nrelease. I am myself sometimes, I am you\nsometimes. I am the answer to a question that no\none ever asked, never dared to ask. Fallow me, I\nwill show you the way.\nWhen I was young I looked up at the stars and I saw\nbeauty and possibility, now I look up at the stars\nand see nothing. Nothing!\nPoor Sadam, drugged, beaten, sleep deprived, only\nhuman, we are all only human. But inside of our\nown insanity you will find the truth is in the book of\n\"Gamore\" Gavar of the Dead sea, the lost scroll of\nthe sacred tuw. Need not limit your self the a lust\nfor western culture, it is a wasteland of electronic\ndrugs, fornication on the streets of blood soaked\nNew York. You make me sick. I hate you, all of\nyou. At the same time I belive every one is good. So\nwhat do I know, what do I care, I did it I was the\nagent, I have been a steady flow of information for\n6000 years so go to hell, that is the way it works\naround hear he is starting to crack, but he was\nalready dead, he my child my minion to the blood\nlust, the pain, and still I loved every moment, sick,\nsick. You are as bad as him, at least he made people\n",
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