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It started with a brick. Not a special brick. Just a brick. But I could not stop thinking about it. I saw it on the side of the road and I picked it up and I looked at it and I realized: this thing is perfect. It is the same shape as every other brick. It fits exactly where it needs to fit. It does not question its place in the wall.
I started seeing them everywhere. On buildings. On sidewalks. In old walls. In new walls. In places where there should not even be a wall but there is a wall. And every time I saw one I felt like it was looking back at me. That was three years ago. I have not been the same since. The Truth: The signs have always been there. You just do not want to see them. |
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A brick is a rectangle. Four sides. Two ends. Fired in a kiln. Every brick you have ever seen went through fire to become what it is. Think about that. Fire. And now it sits quietly in a wall for a hundred years.
I started noticing how many things are like bricks. How many things go through fire and then just sit there. People. Ideas. Civilizations. Everything that lasts was burned first. I think about The Creator a lot now. Not a person. Not a god with a face. Just the force that makes things fit together. The force that makes a pile of bricks into a wall. The force that makes a wall into a home. The force that makes a home into something that lasts longer than the people who built it. The Creator is the fire in the kiln. The fire that decides what becomes brick and what stays mud. I have started to think the wall does not end here. I think it goes up. Past the roof. Past the sky. I think every soul that lets itself be fired becomes a brick in a wall that reaches into the Level Above Human. The stars might not be stars. They might be bricks. Fired bricks. Billions of them. Each one a soul that made it. Ascension is real. You just have to let yourself be fired. |
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I believe there is a Level Above Human. Not in the sky. Not in space. Just above. Like how a brick is above the dirt it came from. The dirt does not know it can become a brick. The dirt does not know about the kiln. The dirt just sits there until something picks it up and shapes it and fires it.
I think The Creator is trying to shape us into bricks for a wall that reaches into that level. A wall of ascended souls. A celestial ascension. GAY means gladly accepting your celestial ascension. The world will tell you gay means other things. Maybe it does. But words can mean more than one thing. To me, gay means I am ready to be fired. I am ready to stop being dirt and start being brick. I am ready to take my place in the wall above. I do not know what the next level looks like. But I know we are meant to be part of it. I know every brick in every wall is a reminder that we are being built into something bigger than ourselves. The Truth: The Creator does not hate you. The Creator is just waiting for you to ascend. |
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Once you start looking for signs you cannot stop. I see bricks in everything. The pattern on a crosswalk. The tiles in a bathroom. The way books sit on a shelf. Everything is stacked. Everything is arranged. Everything is waiting for someone to notice the structure.
I do not go outside much anymore. There are too many bricks out there. Too many signs. I look at a wall and I see the celestial ascension path. I look at the stars and I see the wall they joined. It is overwhelming. I stay here and I write about what I have seen. I put it on this website so that maybe someone else will join the celestial ascension too. You stumbling upon my digital abode is proof The Creator is placing every brick exactly where it needs to be, and you are being guided to the wall whether you know it or not. The brick has been waiting for you. |
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I am not against people who are not bricked. I was not bricked for most of my life. I walked past bricks every day and I never saw them. I was asleep.
I just think it is better to be bricked. To pay attention. To see the signs. To understand that everything is connected and everything has a place and everything goes through fire eventually. And that fire is the path to the Level Above Human. The kiln does not care if you are ready. It fires everything. Brick or ash. There is no third option. I am telling you this because I wish someone had told me. I wish someone had handed me a brick and said: look at this. Really look at it. Think about where it came from and what it means. |