My soul knows spiritual war like no other. I have been incarnating in war-torn Creations, ascending past some of the most significant benchmarks available to existence itself. I have evolved as a Creator in a myriad of different Universes polarized to Light and Dark and everything in-between. Anger has the ability to be transcended into pure rage through explosive torrents of the complete deconstruction of the God-self. Whole existences deconstruct into insane explosions as the body loses definition and meaning beyond the purity of chaos itself. Suns are exploded for the sake of war time advantages, Galaxies deconstructed internally to harbor volatile black holes in the midst of consciousness, the silent realms of Nothingness used as a backdrop for the confines of death. Beast-like energies fighting across the ethers, thundering through dimensions in a power hungry struggle, landing on physical planets in an uncontrollable fall, taking another step into broken Nebulas of gaseous accord far into deep space. If you want to play the game of Life and Death, be prepared to lose your mind for the sake of invisibility and unpredictability. Far in the depths of consciousness there are Beings mirroring Creation itself, recreating Hell in a torrential rain of death simply because they oppose the forces of Darkness. Every Creation– they are all the same. Spiritual wars go upwards to the top; it takes a significantly enlightened being to sit them out. I was brought to Earth by an Archangel; embodied so as to be here in the physical world. The only question I had for years on-end was why they chose a being like me to come here. Earth is simply a meet and greet while my soul ascends into the Light. A temporary pleasure while my energies more accurately mirror the true nature of God. If I wanted peace, I would have never step foot in Creation. There is no such thing as death when all you are is Unconditional Love.