Intergalactic Summit

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::The beleaguered Ottom sits amidst light gray patterns of miasmic mist. They haven't the eyes to look into the odineye (the camera lens) and the gods of the Jovians gave them the ability so Ottom wouldn't have to order implants. The white lines, yellow points of light and grey to black mists peer over his shoulder and dart at each other: Cherubim at play::

"Never mind them. Just don't eat it." Ottom said blithely.

Story Cliff Notes: I realmed pure death into a cosmic proof using the celestial super computer that houses Karmic eventuality and mammalian pride. By pitting the pride of the beasts on any world including primal prides of cosmic forces I walled a force known to my kind as Satan into a realm of innate matter. What this means is that the being that once aspired to be the most high god or the only god is trapped until the particle/molecule known as Satan is added to the periodic table as innate matter. Since the Universe is constantly in flux, it is the wall between intra and extra dimensional travel.

I did this for two reasons.

1. It wouldn't stop trying to kill me.
2. I killed it 3 times and I said I wouldn't do it again.
3. His realm had sad cherubim. AKA sad dead babies.

Now whenever that things lore; Whether vocal or written, practiced or emulated, presents afterlife that is married to it's spirituality; ie unsolvable, unsaved, merciless, destructive, antagonistic or twisted: The negative spirit is sent "with" Satan. Cherubim/dead babies wield this demon as The Staff of Proofs. In that realm their sorrow and demonic apparitions are completely negated.

Honestly I view the shift in spiritual activity just the ass end of a worm hole and don't intend to show mercy enough to redirect the specter. Especially since it trespassed on my pod and shredded one of my life support systems with a cancerous rush of miasmic energy that made me have to engage it rather than use the 3 Es.

1. Enemy
2. Empathy
3. Enmity

Since it was immune to that I fought it, killed it 3 times and then sealed it between worlds where it can no longer seek to be the only god but will be the only god once it is discovered.

::wink wink::

As you can see the SSD... Spiritual Space Dementia previously published has manifested itself by the light of godly parties interested in upholding the honor and tradition of their interests in being perceived as gods. Their habits, activities and requirements for interaction and intervention still fathom and bewilder me. Humbly I approach the future knowing that the gods might be smart, intelligent and angelic; But cherubim are dead babies out for vengeance and in search of matter to their short lives and sentient afterlife's.

I have built a ship: It is a secret so I can tell you since it is a secret of the gods and anyone can know since the gods will destroy your mind if you tamper with the construction. S. S. Odenknight's: Saint Knights Ultra Light hugger has on board twin miasmas known as Jesus and Lilith. They house so much mammalian pride that I will use the occupants to pray my way through the cosmos piercing the veil with consensus on board. Too much beleaguering will be jettisoned. Space will fold around the craft and the prayer will be generated by positive intent: Not blood sacrifice.

The gods will keep their realms in all shape and form within this vessel. You will want to stick with your god. We do house allegorical sin and dualistic activities under the skin of Chronos.

Beware, those that house Jesus as the Miasmic Mist are so overwhelmed by pride that if you make too many babies in your particular realm I will pull the ship over and jettison the Son of the Most High God into the nearest star, wait for the mammalian processes to be purged into that celestial structure, and take the little devil back aboard as One White Power.

-ottout

00.00621% of heaven may tremble.

Employees must wash hands before returning to work.

After many minutes of study I have concluded that Ottom's posts are not, in fact, the deranged ramblings of someone suffering from an only partially completed neural transfer.

Actually these are highly complex, effective, and virulent memetic agents capable of subverting the will of host minds and rendering them slaves to the further spreading of the meme and, presumably, being of some utility to its devious creator. There is literally nothing of this caliber in the field of memetics or speculated to be in the hands of those tasked with weaponizing them for our national governments.

As the splitting of the atom was the unleashing of a potentially civilization-ending force to ancient man, so to is this mental virus the most terrifying of threats to us today.

Luckily, it is rendered totally harmless because for a memetic agent to work you have to understand the damn thing and there is no risk of that here.

I'm quite relieved to read this.

Me? Hmm...I guess some could see me like that, and I would not really disagree. I've been called worse, anyway.

That depends on who you ask, I suppose.

...Ok, I guess I dropped of the radar a bit, but to say I'm not known...is almost insulting.

Peace