Awoken in slumber by three cloaked figures: Mystical Revelations

The path which I am set on has been one of many revelations. I have not had the easiest of lives though my capacity is ever evolving towards the future. My brushes with mystical elements have lead me down a path of spirituality yet of little understanding towards the divine. Though I know not entirely of which I speak, I have come to suspect I am both Unitarian and satanist whereby I hold both positive and negative each wresting for control of my being. Perhaps driven by a selfishness and desire for knowledge or perhaps driven out of a supposed necessity.

The intillegence of which I have asked of and for myself have been that of the metaphysical connectivity between individuals, and the biological underpinnings of both our health and our capacities. I have not lived a simple life. There are times where I undoubtedly feel blessed with love and strength yet also times in which frailty and distrust have clouded my judgment. To me such dichotomies exist in a cyclical balance of action and reaction between what one might call God or Satan(Set) both occuring within the microcosm of self. Of good, orderly direction deitied by an overarching force set forth by future occurances or that of hesitasion and forethought demanding a preservation of self, of scrying and pacifying oneself in sleep. While it is fun to think in such fanciful ways of interactions of divine beings and mystical concepts, I cannot but think of melotonin and DMT, of endogenous maoi's borne out of metabolites of decay. Whereby one cannot exist without the other. I know little of the annunaki nor of the hermetic order, of channeling spirits and demons or performing magic. Though it is not beyond my frame of belief to think of the resonating of spirit(breath), the minerals which govern our metabolism(including ormus minerals), and the posibility of a soul existing within the energetic interactions of these forces and shown through fluctuations in gravity and cemented within time and space. I dare not pretend to grasp another beings capacity and understanding for such events.

Though I know not yet of my end, the paths before me are clear. I will do what I can to lend my light to others and pray for the strength and means to carry on. I thank the three cloaked figures which I awoke to in my mind in slumber. I appreciate the support I was lent and hope that in my crying out I do not too heavily disrupt the paths of those around me. Though what it is I truely desire and require often eludes my understanding. I hope to discuss more of the scientific aspects to my discourse. Though what are plans if not actions set from motion. I wish to talk about the metaphysical divide and our biological connectivity. Demand of me a part two and I will see it done