So here I am, God.
As God, I manage the territory, not the map. The map is nothing more than a projection of the territory.
In this case, the territory is the Universe Within. If I can create a compelling environment for my Universe Within, I am home free.
As mentioned previously, we are already within Sparta 4964. Within it are Xanadu and Wolfsschanze. Therefore what counts is the content; the citizens of Sparta 4964.
The territory had been set. Sparta 4964 is like layers of an onion. Every layer is a factor. These factors are mirrors of one another. There *[there] are layers of God in every factor.
* So imagine the kazillion layers out there and within us. All doing different functions. My role is as the scribe. Guys, I try to be as scientific as **possible[3]. However, fuck you **too[2] fellow scientists.
** These are the Universe Within talking.
As far as I'm concerned, I'm minding my own business.
Currently, I am practicing Autonomous Governance and the Zen of Personal Bliss. This is personal bliss. Not a care in the world.
What else matters?
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