Kidzone
My writing is kidzone. If you write you are kidzone. I am writing, and you see what I write, therefore, you find something deep. It is me, not writing. I am not the cause of my words, I am the cause to create. I create with words though. This is the difference of every human being on the planet and why our kids are still being murdered to this day. In spirit, and quite obviously, our murder of our kids as an entire group is abundant because of the world and the change. The change occurred sometime last year in March, with my book. This is my world, and the world all people find here, when done with simple understanding. You do not find simple understanding like me. You do find simple understanding about the murder of our own spirit as people though. The people and the spirit is gone. My spirit is gone. This way of life has been serving us a long time and it is no longer needed. We need truth, and I will find my own truth for my own words. You will come and find my words and leave. Don’t read, just look at me. Don’t find words, don’t see words here, just see me. This is the truth no one will tell you about, they’ll just control you to the extreme measures of murder. It goes well beyond rage, and even murderous intent. It is murder. Murder of spirit is all around, and all find their spirit to be murdered by many. I find the love in the intent of these people who control. I am them, and to all, I am lied and murdered about even more. To the few who read though, with this tiny group of people who see me, don’t see me or even my writing. Don’t read, don’t see, don’t even listen to others who read. Find the truth, and you, will find yourself. This is all I ask of you when you read me. When you see me. When you period, or comma what I don’t see fit for a period or comma. Murder others spirit and you will find that you no longer have fun here, or find a way to make up me. You can use my words, that will help me. Ultimately, you must find me though, because I do not intend words, I intend me to be known. I intention. That is the basis for my writing here, when you realize it is me, and not words.
I will heal more than Jesus did all by himself. I will find more love than he did. I will even be murdered more than he did. He was murdered, in spirit, and this explains why he died on the cross. I find religion to be very detailed when it comes to this explanation, no reasoning though. They are not willing to reason it out. His death was a murder from people. Jesus does not just die, he was strong WILLED. Not death all of a sudden by a little puncture wound if that is what even happened. He died from the murder of people and each of their measure. All was measured, few were seeing. The measurement of the will, is the measurement of the spirit. This is what brought Jesus to death. Death is not a stab wound in one hand and the other. I don’t see any evidence of stab wounds to the heart. His death was a symbol. Symbol, spirit, whichever word fits your reasoning, this was died. All spirit died and Jesus had to know and take it on. I took on much as he did, and died. We both died in spirit and rose. The rose spirit brought us all to new heights as people than, and today, because of me. I was there, and had a vision from that lifetime. Many know, and all come across this sort of knowing in meditations, and past life regressions. Some is done by hypnosis. A lot of documented cases have people become aware of past lives they have lived and have even run into these people they know exactly who it is from past lives. Kids always act these past lives out, which is why their words do make sense, for the world they live in. Their blabber is actually the secrets of their soul. I saw this in a meditation once doing a past life regression. All I did was lay there and was surrounded by people with a similar intent. It was called The Dream Workshops and sometimes this intent rises for people to go back to these times like Greece, Rome, Atlantis, Lemuria, and another cool one based on kids, the lost world of Demuratria. I just made that last one up, but it actually was one, with infinite others as old as the earth is to our mind. Lemuria I have seen, and it had giant trees because of the intention to create bigger, greater worlds. Atlantis was a water world where we lived beneath the ocean as I have had that experience within. At this one particular workshop though, I had a past life vision, or just a plain vision, of Jesus talking. It was like all the preaches, or sermons, he performed, on the hills of the times he was in. I know of much of this, I won’t get into detail though. He was in front of about 200, maybe 300, spread throughout this small field, while on this hill giving a sermon. He wore robes, that were long, and that’s all I was aware of with the world around me than. Probably around 30 or 40 or something the years after 0 A.D. I was a poor person, and I went through a healing later on God let me in on about why the details of this vision are meant to be known at a later date. I experienced Jesus giving a talk (eheheehwhoooshhsshsh), and this intention of the people at the workshop created others to share their experience too. They had experienced many lifetimes and visions from this meditation we all took part of. The workshop facilitator did too and told us of his experience. The meditation was done to heal, and this is just what came up in our minds. The meditation was to Tibetan Singing Bowls, or Himalayan Singing Bowls. These are small rounded bowls, that create an intense vibration of sound to encapsulate our hearts, not many are aware of. They bring you to find heart very quickly and are played with a padded playing device made of wood. I still meditate with them, just like listening to any soft, soothing music. The murder of my spirit was healed through the use of intention, not any music, although that does help. I know my healing, and that is what did it, when my heart was ripped from my life. People become this way many times, and often change to this for life, and music and meditation can help. Music meditation combined whatever your meditative practices are, do not heal. It always comes from deep intention within you and all to heal. If all people do not heal, or intend to heal, than the spirit remains dead, without life. Murder, or death, is simply without life. You can have a lot of life, or very little. This death or dead person that lives inside you, can be lifted to life again, as Jesus was, as Jesus lifted my heart and life energy in that vision I had from his time. The death and murder of spirit is beautiful, as all aspects of a human are, when done with this intent. I chose to sum this up with my own experience though, because that was my intent in the beginning of this intention to write. I am me, not my words, so come and find me, and you will know words, and you will know that your words are not you, you are you.