The Epic Fable of Gerhmanheim

Blood Animals

Wolves

Bats

Leeches

Rodents

Serpents

Octopus

Spiders

Mosquitos

Birds

Moth

Dog

Shark

Piranha

Crab

Plant Venus fly

Parasite

Fungus

Spore

Virus

Genetic

Cell

Transformation

Evolution

Degradation

Indigo

Red-eyes

Blue-eyes

Salt

Water

Flesh

Adam

Flesh changes.

Transfiguration.

Animals. Sex.

Replicate.

Energy. Puppets.

Machines.

illness. Disease.

Virus infected machines.

Symbiotic

Parasitic

What is this resource?

You’ve contained it in a machine?

A domain? Pocket? Glass?

Infinite gnosis and production of energy

It’s magic if I didn’t know any better

It is magic!

You truly understand?

What are they doing here?

Playing a scene?

Tools. Lie. Trinkets.

Memories of a past time.

Insanity. Infinity. Holding it together.

Until time. New air. Throne.

Wind rises. Kill despair.

Seeds of blood. Light.

Hope.

Who are these people?

Diaries. Memories not to be forgotten.

They’re so real. Is it not just the same?

That is them again in the flesh.

Stay sane.

Do you want the memories in tact?

Time. Build a well. Pour.

Lovers bonded so heavily…

You live in one shell.

How many times did you give her your seed?

It would be best to separate.

Build a new vessel for them.

Pour until you’re even.

Mellow.

Now there are two again.

There used to be three.

Here lies…hereditary seed.

A body in the ground.

Do you hope to grow something from it?

They drain the bodies.

And nurture them again with blood.

Replicated bodies. It’s the same philosophy.

Is this the same tree? Genetics.

Where do they obtain new bodies?

What is the true seed?

Machines. Factory. Replacements.

Machines in machines.

Madness.

The mother or father.

Build. Create.

Bodies.

Man lives in two places. Two realms.

Ways of living. Clean and dirty.

Order and chaos.

They almost went extinct in this plane

Few remain until repopulated.

A cure or gnosis needed.

A simulation or false body to endeavor the environment.

Sunlight?

The other plane is populated.

They live life cold. Familiar.

What’s missing?

They will merge. Over and over.

Man. Woman. Human. Golem. Machine.

Spirit. The great spirit. Gestalt.

One made up of several. They all are one.

It’s prophecy. Whenever a split or fission.

Vision. New body.

New world. It’s alive. Cry.

Sex. Animals.

They will bond and separate.

From two to one and again new.

Which was the real world?

How long have I lived here?

It has been the same woman in my eyes

My mind…families. They’re blind.

Well, we found the truth we were searching for. The cure for humanity is insanity and infinity. Trap it until sane.

Until you feel man again.

Devils. Angels. Machines.

They think in higher order.

Divine thinking with little error.

It’s brilliant philosophy.

Ten shells rot.

Twelve wings

Branches. Origin.

A body in a body.

Again. I stay sane.

This was normal.

The cure sounds strange.

Don’t move. Don’t think.

Power. Turn it off. Turn it on.

Just pass the time.

Is this death? The in-between planes.

Purgatory of waiting for a new body.

Time traveling in God’s domain.

Thinking. Sands. Ticking.

Peaceful. Slumber.

Souls rest here. Down under.

So that’s flesh spirit and mind

The Apple metaphor

Phooey! Philosophy.

The spirit travels. New bodies.

The mind sleeps. Wasting time.

The flesh is the vehicle. Again.

Waste time.

The flesh made from woman or by father

Animatronic on one side. A placeholder.

Shell. Ghosts. Spirits. Hell. Sleep.

Wait until it’s time. A new body.

The mind is somewhere deep. Don’t think.

Truly scary. What are we?

To feel this deeply.

The same species? No, mind.

Matter was next. By father. Then mother.

The idea of an egg.

He made the first woman from you and himself.

A container for the metaphor and seed. Replicate and copy as I’ve done. We see.

The spirit enters him and leaves.

When he wakes there will be a mate

These two will create. Prophecy.

This will be their domain.

Another prison or domain.

Trapped infinity to stay sane.

That’s the plans you live in.

Another example of what we call life.

The spirit travels as I’ve said. They sleep and wake in times. They awake to names given. True names that transcend your concept of time. We’ve lived longer than that. Mother will create. Hold.

Primordial water.

Father builds. Sows.

Foundation. Stone. Stay sturdy.

Endeavor the environment.

Something so moving…

It’s all moving. Everything.

Only stops when I’m blind.

They sleep too long

Sensitive to light.

What was this plague that scattered the plan? One eye went dark. Why?

Scourge. Sickness. Desolation.

Numbers. It takes ten to become one again.

Now multiply. It was only ever one.

Until a split. Merge again.

Ten shells rot. Sefirot.

Seraphim. Angel. Lucifer.

Eleven. The even are close to odd.

Elves.

Twelve wings. Thorns on top. Whole.

Thirteen wait now.

Fourteen was old.

It happens with time. Another body.

Kings now. They watch humanity. Cosmos.

Darkness and light. The thought.

The world is blinding.

Blinking.

We are waiting for thought.

The next dark.

There is no better salve.

On. Off.

Power.

This was the gnosis. Now you have sinned.

Perverted. Escape the dark. Prolong.

You’re still searching for the cure?

That Ichor? Richest of them all.

Animals sense blood. Hot. Cold.

Different ways of thinking.

You intend to merge them until even?

Warm blood?

Human. Animal. Chimera.

Man mixed with animal DNA to prolong or evolve with time.

Bored? Arrogant? Stupid? Rebellion?

We’ve been washed away so many times.

New vision. New body. Cry.

I might become lost. My favorite time?

I might know the whole world.

create whenever I please.

What was this resource?

This infinity gnosis drove me blind.

Insanity.

Are they becoming monsters or normal?

Transforming. Man did not look like this always. You’ve changed. Adapt.

The philosophy of kings.

The cure? Salt. Time. Pray for foundation.

Something that will stick. Company.

Passage. Wisdom. Words. Sophia.

The model bride.

I watched the world end and recreate in his image. They are merging. Eyes. Hundreds.

Thousands. Millions. Flies. Hive.

They work in colonies. This is the same.

That high ordered thinking. It’s the same.

Sacrifice for the many. Queens. Kings.

Nobles. That blood lives on.

Immortals.

Sunlight density. Bone. Frail. Weak.

Mind empty. Fish.

Kings wait. Kings supply hope for the people. That infinite resource.

Lies. Hope. Blink. Sleep.

They never forgot.

Spirit travels. Enters and leaves them.

They will find a new mate or pair when they wake. The right vehicles. Bodies made.

Memories. Minds. Hives. They time travel with this philosophy. Their patience…I must be insane.

They really reanimate bodies.

I’m one and the same.

How many times have I died?

Reincarnated?

How many bodies?

How many sleeps?

How many times did I request power?

Turn me on. Turn me off.

I can’t think.

This is eternity. Infinity. Replicate.

Man. Woman. Body. Machine. Internet.

Spirit. Thread. Hive. Colony. Spread.

Connect. World Wide Web.

Information at the speed of light.

Did I just communicate to another body?

What time?

Man lives in two planes.

One rich. One poor.

Connecting. Communicating.

They’ve made several now. Some blind.

That’s the philosophy of men. Truth.

Foreigners lie.

One side might be all knowing.

They keep records of the other by actions or seconds. Time. It’s all moving. Counting.

It’s alive.

Cry.

Salt.

Water.

Fire.

Earth.

Air.

Spirit.

Spine.

Mind.

What caused the virus?

Foreign object mixed with water.

Merging. Beacons. Seeds.

It’s time. Prophecies.

The cure is in king’s knowledge.

They go blind.

They travel to land called holy

Ancient spirits and bodies sleep

Or eat to pass time. Immortals.

Beg for mercy. Their true light blinds

Harsh. Cold. Pestilence. How?

This light chills the skin.

Eyes bleed. Is blood red or blue?

Eyes, the same question.

Were they red or blue?

It all goes dark.

Purple.

Man learned a new method.

Blind but aware.

It’s virtual holographic.

To see what’s really there.

Careful not to remove your blinders.

That saves you from despair

The madness is frightening

We don’t step into that light.

It transforms. Luminescence.

Moonlight. Daylight. What is this third?

Luminescence. We call those people or beings-Luminary.

There’s four. One false.

Pulmonary heart.

Sickness. In light. Frail. Bone.

Plight. Endeavor.

This land called holy.

Here they beg for a cure or angel to give lands seeds and blessings

They return with a new body, vehicle, seed, or feather. Something. May it be considered marriage. You married an elder spirit.

Your land will prosper until it is time.

It is yours because it is mine.

Joined forever. Prophecy.

Two to one become new again.

How many times will you produce seeds?

Blood or life nurtures it.

Give it salt, water, or milk.

Last is the flame. Light.

The power of kings. Lie. Truth.

Hide. Wait. Prosper. It’s all mine.

You do not tell them yet. Wait until time.

This is how the world repopulated again.

Ten bright minds.

The king sits. Eleven.

The spirit travels. Twelve.

Mind. They will wake.

Thirteen wait.

Awaken,

Mana.

Fourteen wake.

This child is a monster. Magic.

Incredible actions known as miracles.

They can cure or infect.