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The battle
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I have been battling with the F.I. now for about 5 years. At first, before i read about the F.I., I figured they were spirits or inorganic beings. Mine talk to me in voices and project thoughts into my mind. At the time when i first started seeing them I was studying telepathy and was not surprised to find these thoughts in my mind. I figured it was just a telepathic channel that had opened because of my intent to explore telepathy. I do not just have one being within me, but many. I started to explore alternate states of awareness, mind powers, and at first the F.I. was my friend. I learned that they can project different types of voices into my mind to communicate with me, and when i started communication i was very curious as to their nature. I learned that these inorganic life forms were with me since I was born and had extremely good memories. I could ask them about my past and they would tell me things i had long forgotten or had not told anyone. I could focus on the memory of an old photograph and they would cast the image into my mind with such vivid colours and details that i found their abilities to be very amazing. We started to build a very positive relationship. They started helping me stalk these alternate positions of awareness and would cast memories of them into my mind when i needed them. Any knowledge i found in these states they would remember and shift my awareness when i needed them to. With the F.I's help my mind was becoming very cultivated, fast, and very aware. My power was increasing greatly as was my abilities. Then came the negative ones. I started to get these negative thoughts projected into my mind, and started to hear a different group of beings speak to me. All very negative. I would use my thoughts to direct reality as we had learned to do, but now i had these negative ones doing the same thing against me. They started trying to take over realty and take over my power. They wanted my awareness to shift into the darkest states you can imagine, and they would threaten and cast fear into my body. They began using impulses that occur naturally in humans, like hunger, addiction, cravings and began casting them into my mind and body. It became a war. For example i developed my mind power to the point that i could cast my thoughts to effect my perception and see people grow younger. But the bad ones learned it as well and started trying to cast people to melt and deform appearance. It was very sad. I would begin to cast my spell to effect age and beauty and instead they would jump into  my thoughts and cast melting and rapid aging. They would abuse my assemblage position wherever it was to create purest evil that they could muster. The good F.I. (or inorganic beings) began to fight them with me, and many of the people in my world began fighting them too, but some of them would follow the evil ones. At this time I could become aware of completely inorganic realities that depended on me to move them, casting the forms of them and the volition of them. They had taught me how to move people to my will and thoughts, and I became very adept at it. But some of them turned on me and began to follow the F.I. So they would only move to the F.I.'s thoughts. The evil ones tried to make me realize that this evil F.I. was really the source of my consciousness and thoughts, and that it always had been and that without it i would die. It seemed in that position that the F.I. was indeed my own mind. Their manipulative magic was impressive to say the least. I could not at that time separate my thoughts from theirs and for a time believed that i needed the F.I. in order to think. That is the line of reasoning that they had fed to me. For a long time i would reach fluidity and allow my assemblage position to shift wherever it would go and power would form the new worlds to my perception. I didn't know that the F.I. was guiding my awareness when i did this. I had thought of it as the spirit that would feed me thoughts and awareness. I came to realize that they were inorganic beings. Just before i gained the power to reject their awareness they had hurt me greatly. They would allow my awareness to become fluid then guide it into horrible positions of torture. Their power, which they got from me, was very great indeed. At times it felt like my insides were being ripped out of me. Very horrendous beings. It took some time but i began casting my own thoughts against them, and forming thoughts and awareness that was against them. I used what they had taught me against them. Since they too relied on the awareness i was using for their own power their was nothing they could do. Little by little their attacks lost their power and their abilities began to wane. Soon their attacks became empty. Hollow. They would cast their attack and nothing would come. I had succeeded in removing their power without removing my own. They still use negative thoughts on me, and try to use their impulses but they are losing and they know it. They are dependent creatures and can only act within the awareness that you are within. By shifting and controlling my awareness very carefully I can define them, change them, move them, and deny them. By tricking me into thinking that they were me they had all my power. When my thoughts became powerful they started using their own thoughts in the same way. This is how they grew in power. By mimicking me. Pretending to be me. And by carefully feeding me the awareness they wanted me to have. Freedom bitches. That is the answer here. Freedom. I can control and guide my own awareness while denying the food they feed me. now when i try to move someone or something in my world it moves, then the F.I. will immediately cast its own attempt to mimic me, but I (we) are on to them now, and nothing moves for them. They lost their power and lost their support. I am over joyed to be winning this battle. I cant tell you just how evil and torturous they have been, how powerful they were. I gave them all that power, and I took it all away from them. Now they hate me passionately and I rub their noses in it with pride. I feed them now. I tell them. They want food, and I can understand that, I even have pity for them. I understand the nature of what they eat and why they need it. But now i feed them. I keep the good stuff for me. The good ones I enjoy and continue building my relationship with them, and yes i feed them power and abilities, and yes they need it, but the good ones are happy with what they get and do not want to hurt me. Its the difference between a symbiotic relationship and a parasite. With the good ones we can do anything together, build positions of awareness together, and enjoy together those positions. The evil ones have now grown pathetic and weak , and hungry. Desperate even. Now i just cant wait until the day that they leave completely and try to find some other source of awareness. I wonder what it will be like to be rid of them completely. Time will indeed tell.
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#2
Are you describing some form of human as farm - country ?
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#3
I think we are born as easy folk, too much we take the world lightly as our eyes by blinded by the balast over years that devours us. For that the Intent that can set us free has to be fully in way of a warrior a Griverous and selfish like physical attack, to make us understand the real depth and value that comes in, hand by hand with life;freedom of awareness;freedom to be anyhow;will to dream.
To take the world, we live inside and through which we strive to finally arrive there... We have remain strong and raw, perhaps agressive as the life is really harsh, but the Warrior's Creed is here for that, to take it even through all that lightly like just ungraspable yet fully felt gust of wind, that fuels us to fight longer, to accept the cruelty of life and the foreign installation, outside forces as real yet ephemereal under the sword of Warrior; Longing for Freedom as Warrior accepts the cruelty without noticing the effect of it;dodging it like attack in right direction, to be able to strike in weaknesess of one another deadly striking the viciousss threat(foreign installation) with a grace and passion of the dance of Warrior, that is the Art of Battle; Art of going through any circumstance untouched by it, yet accepting it.

As you say "Freedom!...Bitches!"
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