After organizing the events and the palace, I got to sleep a bit with Alpha in which she got to tell me something about how they were behaving: she became the queen of this planet where she could hear the voice of her birthplace spirit. I was still wondering what I would do with each promise that I made to her. Among them, it was my promise to crown her as the queen of the universe as a servant of the virgin mary and loyal to God.
I wanted to go after my dreams with her to colonize every inch of the universe. The galaxy already had many gods, which had been created by energies given to humans by the logos, expanding themselves to every inch of the multiverse, which they controlled without any issue. I mean, I was more than determined to take down all these gods created by humanity. NO.NO.NO. Do not tell me you believe in these gods.
To see your path, you should find the one true God who goes beyond every conception, inception, fabric of consciousness. NO. NO. NO. Do not tell me it is to hard to read books about theology, theosis, beauty, and wishpers of truth. That is exactly why human beings are stuck in lies in regard to their capacity to understand the world, which is limited for what happens to them as a witness of the lies of their own realities that do not reflect the wholeness of everything and nothing in reality though the divine mind and the soul. The more comfortable you get, the more useless it gets for you to do anything at all. I was furious: they refused to hear my words and prepared themselves to attack me.
Every invasion was the by-product of spreading truth. I knew to be true the way other people may be seeing me. At the end of the way, it was me and my wife against the whole world. I took her plans seriously. The scariest thing that she wanted to do was to make every god worship the Chirst. I was pretty sacred. For real. Every inch of the kingdom looked at me with obsession. My wife was rubbing her belly everyday, telling me to impregnate her again: he could feel the hits of our children. The more I could do it, the more I could severe every relationship with the other gods. Every fate is dignified within the presence of the Lord in which he has blessed us all in each sky of the universe where we could find his love. For I was within the hands of the Lord when I was born: I had done more than talking for my wife.
"Oh, my wife. You are the end of almost all things in reality. My beginning started with the look of your eyes. Tell me that you love me in pain and discomfort. I mean it with all my heart. I have forsaken any chance to quit my life. I was alone, but it was enough for me to continue galloping through the stars of destiny. I will manage to crown you before the queen mother Let others praise ancient times; I am glad I was born in these.
Sweet words are like honey, a little may refresh, but too much gluts the stomach. For my love is suffering, shining through the ages of greatness and love How can I show you my love? I'll count the ways. The depth, breadth, and height of my love for you My spirit may reach out when I feel invisible. For the sake of existence and perfect elegance. By candlelight and the light of the sun, I adore you to the depths of my quietest needs every day.
As mankind strive for righteousness, I freely adore you. As people move away from praise, I adore you simply. I love you as passionately as I did in my early years and with the faith of my youth. I appear to have lost the love I had for my departed saints, but I still adore you. We romanticize the dead, but why? Why are we unable to be truthful about them? mothers in particular. Of all people, they are the most idealized.
Moms are angels and saints just by virtue of their being. It is impossible for anyone to comprehend the experience of being a mother. Men will never comprehend. Childrenless women will never get it. We non-moms must give moms all the glory since we poor, pathetic non-moms are nothing more than peasants in comparison to the gods we name mothers. Only mothers understand the struggles of parenthood— I will be the father and you will be the mother of our children." Said Omega caressing the lips of Alpha on king sized bed where she was wearing her pyjamas out her of love for her husband.
My wife smile at me and kissed me out of her kindness, loyalty and love.
Seriously, I was kinda shocked by this.
God had spoken to me, telling me that he would not leave me at all.
I mean, it was more than unconditional love: he brought me out of tha dark room where I used kill myself everyday.
Faith is not rational in which regards the reality of lies for those who do not see the whole canvas of everything through the infinite loop of numbers, fractals, and logic driven by the logos.
My wife gave me more than any reason to fight for her. She was my whole world. My muse. My war. My fire. My mountain.
Along with the Lord, I knew to be true that some people may not grasp the mysteries of marriage. But at the end of the day, I know they miss the candle of life where they extinguish any chance for true success.
Alpha was the best wife in the omniverse at that time, which got me to think about what I would do without her.