Not the person, but…

The body!

We as one person, have not seen ourselves as we stand, separated upon ourself.

Man showed up, either through time, dimensions or across the expanse of space to take from a sleeping person and form this piece into a robot, then took from the robot, to make another.

They then used the reproductive capabilities of a piece of a living person, to allow the robots to mass produce creating a home for every single last man and women, who needed a sanctuary.

The forms own nothing and get used from cradle to grave and man & women skirt away with all our life.

The forms mistakenly use words like; I am doing this, I am doing that, I own this and I own that, I am this and I am that, I am going to do this and I am going to do that and the whole time, it is the later generation of Genesis I men and women, who are actually enjoying the benefits of ownership.

We come into this existence with nothing and we leave with nothing, because while we are here, we own nothing and are nothing!

Ownership is permanent and if you own something, you own it forever.

This planet is a person and owns all we see, as nothing escapes this person, except for Man.

While I stand alone and aware of my lonleyness and the theft of my life, I think of all the men and women, which dwell within us, living out their time and extending their stays and worst of all, while in form, moving the forms into perverted and defiling acts of degradation and convincing the individual forms through lies and deceit, that they are in fact the ones making the decisions and acting out their own wishes, when in fact it is Man, hiding behind the veil of the body.

God, please make me whole unto my self and spark the life I was formed from into it’s own presence as “ALIVE” unto myself and cast out the men and women, which dwell within and block them from using me and stealing your life.

God see me as a hallowed out Pinocchio, filled with men and women.

Please remove the men and women and fill me with life, so “I” may walk under my own power as my own being.

God please, this form does not want to be a robot anymore.

Please save the robot or take the robot back!

You know, I never wanted to be apart from you and have always missed you, but now, somehow I feel my own individual presence and would like to be a real “LIVE” boy.

“I” have news for you all; Lucifer is man and man is our creator!

James the Reluctant Messenger

About A Robots Voice

There is a life and my name is James. When I speak it is because the physical has allowed me to do so. I am trying to find my way and in the process bring my physical nature to a place and time of rebirth. To be there when it takes its first steps as a child of God.
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