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We’re having business as usual here. You don’t want to know the details. 🙁

Some pictures happened, though.

The weather cooled down and it’s now much more comfortable. Unfortunately, the karmic processing didn’t ease up, and, if anything, got worse.

Why Judges?

Why is there need for Judges in the first place? Can’t there be some kind of karmic law that deals with those things automatically?

Well, yes and no.

First of all, karmic law is great for normal circumstances, slow events and transitions. Leaving the physical world is not normal circumstances. A person was exposed to extreme trauma, profound illusion, systemic malicious propaganda. They were all gravely harmed by the experience. Sometimes, their formative choices were made under those severe misapprehensions. You can’t just leave those people to deal with this on their own, or let them loose among normal people. They would create a hell that would be a copy of Earth. In fact, some astral sub-planes were just like that – filled with fucked up souls who didn’t want to hear anything from the Judges, and made into a godless place filled with all kinds of rules and moralising, but without either God or transcendence. They were put in isolation from normal people because they are not normal. Hell is not necessarily a place of torture and suffering. Some hells look like a gray administrative building with lots of offices and artificial lighting, with rules and regulations that serve none but themselves. There, you have moralisers without God, religious people without God, atheists and agnostics, scientists, bureaucrats, heartless people with strong opinions on the value of tradition, customs and social rules. They didn’t want to hear it, so the Judge flicked a finger and put them there. There are millions and billions of them there, and yet there’s a feeling of emptiness and solitude.

There are also those who are so evil, violent and cruel, that they had to be either destroyed or isolated, and when you put those together, you get something that looks like the hell from religious stories. Imagine a prison with the most violent criminals, only without bars, and without wardens. You get the picture. It’s a terrible nightmare. Someone needs to filter those out. You can’t just put everybody in the same place and expect time, karmic law and similar things to gradually sort them out. It would produce terrible, unnecessary suffering with unpredictable results.

Also, most people want to learn, but they don’t know how to access knowledge. Someone needs to show them. Someone also needs to give them a tour of the actual real world, show them how things work, what exists, how to learn more. Show them the reasons behind their terrible experiences on Earth. Show them what’s actually going on. Give them the true answers. See what they actually are; are they someone in need of healing, or are others in need of healing from them? Sure, some automatic script could be made for this, but God prefers giving you an actual wise, compassionate and holy person to talk to. Someone who has the authority to decide – for instance, decide that you need knowledge, that you need healing, or that you need to be killed because you are as bad as Satan. Someone with a pure heart and a powerful mind. Not a machine that implements cold inflexible rules. You need to see what perfection looks like. They need to see how you react to it, in order to see what you actually are.

So, that’s why the Judges exist.

The Persons of Law

I think one of the most difficult things for “modern people” to get used to about Heaven is the fact that law is personal.

Here, people separated the lawmakers, the laws, the judges and the executors in order to prevent abuse, because their assumption is that any single person will get corrupt and abuse the system, and so the solution is to disperse everything across as many people as possible, thinking this will solve the problem. What it did instead is created an enormous machine that devours people.

God had a different approach. Instead of appointing fallible people and preventing abuse by splitting duties across a huge bureaucracy, He appointed perfect people and gave them unlimited authority. This means a Judge is completely trusted, and is basically allowed to do anything. There is no written law to constrain their actions. They are the law.

This means that the Judge is the most important person you will meet. If a Judge likes you, they can decide to spend lots of time teaching you, explaining things, going through your memories with a fine tooth comb, explaining what something actually was, why some event was important, what you understood wrong, what opportunities you missed, and so on. They can be the best psychotherapist you could possibly imagine. And yet, people antagonise them, annoy them, insult them, and play Karen with them every day, demanding to “see the manager” because they are “too important” to talk to some “doorman”. Christians come convinced that they are “saved”, “washed clean by the blood of Christ”. I can’t even imagine what they must have seen.

There is no court of appeal. The only way to see the “higher-ups” is if a Judge wants to introduce you to them. If they like you, they can open all sorts of doors for you. However, if they don’t like you, and that’s going to be the result of your character, they don’t have to put up with you. They can throw you to hell, or disintegrate you outright.

So, you think, if someone there doesn’t like me, they can kill me and there’s no recourse for me to take? That’s how the law works?

Yes, that’s exactly how the law works. You will be looked at by someone with immense knowledge and insight, with incredibly pure nature and character, who’s there because they are trusted by God. You can’t even imagine what kind of a person you need to be to be trusted by God in this way. Basically, imagine God putting a family member or his best friend on the task because He trusts them to do as well as He would. No constraints. Yes, they can call for help if someone is really difficult, or if someone is really wonderful, or if it’s something they never saw before.

You, however, don’t get to call for anyone. Your only job is not to be an asshole, not annoy the Judge with your arrogance or your poor attitude in general. They are not there because they’re the lowly doorman. They are there because they are God’s trusted friend. They are someone God will occasionally ask for advice on something. Sometimes, they are literally a Person of God. They are always trusted with ultimate authority over you. Sometimes, people they meet in the “reception room” become their friends, or more. There are cases when someone so holy and wise dies, that the Judges are in shock, and it quickly becomes something more like family reunion than judgment. That’s what it means that the Judge has the ultimate authority. If they like you, they can introduce you to their parents and friends, and you become family. They will like you or not based on your actual quality as a person. Their subjective opinion is a transparent and accurate reaction to your objective truth, and there isn’t really a difference between the two. And, considering the horrible condition of consciousness of most humans, they have to deal with all sorts of nonsense.

If you’re traumatised and messed up, cry for help. Beg. Pray for mercy and forgiveness. Ask for explanations because you are ignorant. Don’t play power games, because there’s no way for you to win those. Don’t pretend to be in better shape than you are. The Judge will know everything about you anyway, and they like sincerity. They don’t like arrogance, because it reeks of Satan, and they know Satan very well; being something that reminds them of him is a bad thing. They also don’t like filth. A feminist shitting on men, a Christian shitting on “non-believers”, a Muslim asking for his virgins. A filthy person projecting their filth outwards. All sorts of playing victim and finding someone to blame instead of owning up to your shit. That kind of filth.

If you’re a woman and you get a male judge, and you start with some feminist bullshit with him, something like “you men…”, your story will come to a bad ending. If you get a female judge and start that shit with her, something like “those men…”, you won’t fare any better. You see, a female Judge has male family members and friends she adores. A male Judge has female family members and friends he adores. Generalizing things in ways that would offend them is a great way to make the Judge decide you’re a terrible person that is so indoctrinated by Satanism that they don’t want to deal with that shit at all, and will throw you into some hellhole, and then someone like myself might come, wipe that hole clean and throw it away.

Also, trying to play some group identity thing there would be a bad idea. If you’re a Christian, and you try the “only through Christ can there be salvation” thing, the best outcome will be that the Judge will laugh. Worst case, you come off as an arrogant idiot. What the fuck do you even know about salvation, or what problems required what solutions? Rather, be humble and ask the Judge for knowledge, because, unlike you, they actually have it. A Christian saint you’re talking to might have a wife who used to be a Buddhist nun on Earth, and Christ himself might pray to someone you speak of condescendingly. Tread lightly, because you are ignorant, prejudiced and a fool. If you speak condescendingly about some deity of some other religion to a Judge, you might be offending his mom, or his wife’s dad, or his childhood hero. Don’t do that. They don’t actually have a reason to put up with your shit.

You don’t get to keep the stupid shit you got indoctrinated into here, in Satan’s den. All your ideas about what’s right and wrong have been contaminated. A lot of it, like identity politics, social justice, equality, rights, is outright satanic ideology. You don’t have rights. The Judge, however, does. And don’t ever ask them “who even gave you the right to…”, because the answer would be “God personally did”. Yes, God gave them the right and the authority, in person. They are allowed to do literally anything to you. They can throw you into a pit of doom, or they can introduce you to their family, or they can explain things to you for as long as it takes, or they can disperse you into particles, and nobody is going to bat an eyelash at them over it, because they are trusted. If they chose to do something, it was right.

Don’t play ego games, because you will lose. Don’t be a Karen, because you will lose. Be humble, be honest, and believe them when they tell you something. Ask if you don’t know. Ask even if you think you know. Don’t presume. Make the Judge want to save you and keep you. Don’t make them regret that you exist, because they are in a position to do something about it. If you expected St. Peter, and your Judge is a former Buddhist nun, use that as an opportunity to learn. If you’re an atheist or a Hindu, and your Judge is a former Christian bishop, also use this as an opportunity to learn. Allow them to teach you, to rid you of your silly preconceptions. They have endless encyclopedic knowledge where you have question marks or nonsense. Give them a reason to want to share things with you.

Most people spend their life here thinking of justifications they are going to give, and telling their version of the story. Some are aware of it, some are not. It’s not going to work, regardless. The Judge is going to access reality itself. They don’t need your version. Sometimes your version would actually condemn you, because you blame yourself for something that’s actually not your fault, and they will show you. Sometimes, you are trying to blame someone else for your sins, and reality will condemn you. In any case, it’s better if you did the Judge’s job beforehand, and faced reality yourself first.

In awe of holiness

I see a recurring theme with the Satanists – both the explicit and the implicit kind. They have a fundamental misunderstanding of power, of hierarchy and of the reason why people act submissively with each other.

They think it’s tyranny, fear and power-dominance dynamics, because they are unable to understand anything else. That’s what makes them similar to Satan. He was like that, and he trained them to be in his image.

Satan would think it’s pathetic when a God would submit himself to another God instead of, I don’t know, making his own Universe in which they’re the only God, the way he did. That’s because he doesn’t get it, and he doesn’t get it because he’s fundamentally fucked up as a person. You see, I did write about it in the book, when Kay explains how she manages her omnipotence while retaining sanity. She observes her elders, and she sees how they think and feel, and the way energies move through their souls fills her with awe, and the only thing she cares about is to make them happy with her, and proud of her. Nothing else matters. Sure, she can stop or reverse time, or create another universe, or redecorate the original one, with a flick of her finger. She’s so smart, she makes the smartest people who ever lived tremble in awe of her. She doesn’t worship her elders because they are more powerful and they could theoretically punish her or whatever. It’s more in the order of a young physicist being in awe of Niels Bohr or Albert Einstein. It’s in the order of a man being in awe of an incredibly beautiful, smart and good woman. It’s not because he’s afraid of what she will do to him if he does something wrong – it’s the wish to make such a person have a good opinion of him. It’s being faced with a standard of goodness, greatness, kindness, virtue and wisdom that is so high, that the only thing you ever want to do is things that would make that person have a good opinion of you and love you. That’s what makes Gods and Angels shake with stage fright. That’s what creates the heavenly hierarchy. That’s what motivates service and kindness. That’s what makes them do hard things in order to prove themselves. It’s not fear of punishment, or desire to suck up to the person in power, the way Satan and his ass-lickers would imagine it. No, the motivation is more akin to that of a woman talking to her crush, and being so jittery that she’s half-mute, half losing her shit. When you’re in the presence of someone who’s so awesome that the only thing you ever want is be in their presence and just feel that immense Something, and that person is always kind, deeply understanding and deeply respectful of you, that inspires loyalty and devotion that are simply beyond anything you can theoretically understand unless you experienced it yourself, and unless you are virtuous enough to feel it. That’s why there are Persons of God who are powerful enough to make or transform worlds with a movement of their will, and yet they tremble in the presence of their Elders. Sure, it’s about power, if you understand that love is power, virtue is power, wisdom is power and kindness is power, and that power is what motivates, inspires, gives you a goal even when you’re omnipotent. It’s because the point of being a God isn’t omnipotence, it’s holiness, and holiness is something completely and utterly beyond Satan’s comprehension.