When Curiosity Doesn't Kill You……YOU LEARN. More Than Just a Breathe of Fresh Air

If I ask what’s after being a God I’d have to look up to the heavens the stars.

I’d have to ask Jesus Christ

For he is a star of pure white lights and I violet light

And you devil were nothing more than a merkaba I self-made limiting Ideal

Blue kachina and the twins

But nothing was ever written about the violat except that they stole the Ray

I am a nebula

A mother to many

Star seeds

I birthed them

And you’re just borrowing them

Parents found out the real purpose they would kill their children and it happens every day.

They get molested raped murdered and the cycle continues. They have a remembrance of home. Something that sets them apart from their selfish sperm donor’s

Had the nerve to ask if we had souls

Then tossed me away

Low life white trash witch

A jealous and ignorant fool

Don’t be surprised

When they turn into your creations instead of mine

We will reign

I will count every hair on their heads


So when you ask if we have souls yes but if you ask if you had one individually no.

If you ask if your children have souls for now they do. But the star seeds that they are can leave anytime they want to and leave you with what you really created instead of what we gave you. Blueeyes

Kerrious copyright with all rights reserved 2017

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