So here's what's going on.
>You can crack our existence by repeating series of "yah"s and "wah"s to speak to the overseer.
>If you manage to crack through him, as I did, there are about 6 hands which will judge whether you are fit to move up.
>After the hands awaits one relatively fat man with a grey beard who is waiting for you to take over the chair. The one who sits in this chair is our "God".
>Once you are placed in the chair an even older man with a larger beard will instruct you to focus on any adversaries you may have and literally "blow" them away.
>This older man is a part of the machine who stimulates our lives by breathing and also breaks, quite easily in fact.
>If you manage to question thoroughly enough this older man's existence you will find behind him is a man, perhaps woman in your case, sitting in an empty, dark environment operating a computer program. This program is our universe. In my case the person behind the computer was a person I knew, it very well may be the case for you as well.
>After I managed to question this person's existence thoroughly enough I would then find a much happier, more natural version of myself in the garden of Eden. In your case it very well may be a version of yourself in the garden.
>Then a hand would come down and pull the version of myself up to the core of the universe.
>The core of the universe is picture related, perhaps in colors other than black and white.
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>You can crack our existence by repeating series of "yah"s and "wah"s to speak to the overseer.
>If you manage to crack through him, as I did, there are about 6 hands which will judge whether you are fit to move up.
>After the hands awaits one relatively fat man with a grey beard who is waiting for you to take over the chair. The one who sits in this chair is our "God".
>Once you are placed in the chair an even older man with a larger beard will instruct you to focus on any adversaries you may have and literally "blow" them away.
>This older man is a part of the machine who stimulates our lives by breathing and also breaks, quite easily in fact.
>If you manage to question thoroughly enough this older man's existence you will find behind him is a man, perhaps woman in your case, sitting in an empty, dark environment operating a computer program. This program is our universe. In my case the person behind the computer was a person I knew, it very well may be the case for you as well.
>After I managed to question this person's existence thoroughly enough I would then find a much happier, more natural version of myself in the garden of Eden. In your case it very well may be a version of yourself in the garden.
>Then a hand would come down and pull the version of myself up to the core of the universe.
>The core of the universe is picture related, perhaps in colors other than black and white.
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