Schwofield

I’ll probably go into more detail about this later, but I felt compelled to title todays comic, something along those lines. I don’t consider myself an expert on Chaos and what it would contrive, but upon the the Virtues I would have to stake my life, as all of Order depends upon it. Saving society cannot be done without the Virtues, the principle being: Truth, Love, Courage, which comprises the Spirit of the Research into the Virtues of Man.

The Best and Greatest gift after life, and even greater than any super or supra natural power are the Virtues themselves. Each one codifies by the Holy Spirit, and through Jesus the Christ and the Ketuvim, the Virtues can begin. Ho ho ho, the East has tomes and texts, and scrolls, and will exhaust the Christian and the Atheist alike on ethics and ethics and ethics and ethics alone. Who has time for morality when a nation state MUST be upheld. Trials and Justice must commence, even if the populace demands the guillotine. In a video game, or hollyweird movie, the idea is contrive and unrealistic, according to THEIR standards, not Reality, not Gods, and Hashems FULL Breadth of life.

The Warp and The Woof, are thine, Adonai Echad, My God of Gods, and even though You (It) Reigns Eternal, Hashems Grace allowed us the Freedom to pursue the pleasures of the flesh and the extremeness of some kind of each reality, as time is the only no man, that eventually welcomes you back home, like the oldest friend, you’ve only met once, before you were born.

Of all the forms of Death, the masks of Mortality, Jesus the Christ, being the Messenger of Salvation, from Suffering, and the old Life, the Desert.

Hashem has given us Buddha and Jesus the Christ, two Voices in the Desert to call us away from the Black Flame, or Accept it, or Ignore it, depending on the case chosen. Each legal case.

Like the shrill tone of that reeded instrument that can trap “Demons”, each note, each measure, is composed by God, but WE are the instruments. We are the great Symphony, the Stars are our timing, 4/4 is common, but in the Universe, time is as meaningless as distance. Plasma is the great Judicator, but the ways of man are as hidden as the ways the universe. The Control of the Self was always key, the first death.

Playing the Song to Make ones Demons their slaves and allies, rather than their Masters and Commanders from the Far Side of the Universe. At this point, my research and conversation now feels like one massive ritual or prayer. I assume Prayer. It matters not who or what is <i>listening</i>, as the Target, and the the Intent is all that matters.

Thank you all who defend me, and the rest of humanity who try to help, even if words are disparaging, hate is not in my heart, nor yours. Even if you are paid to do so, God knows, and Hashem Blesses you, to always expose evil and corruption and fraud, no matter what party, or what your belief or faith. Hashem and Jesus the Christ took all of the commandments and created the Sword of the Spirit of Torah, the Charge of the King, Glory is His, He is Glory, Those Who Fight and Die in His Name, shall be free and have Glory and Honor forever in the light, even if you stumble.

Lord Yamma, the God of Death, Jesus the Christ is always there, and will intercede on your Behalf, a lawyer in your court, but YOU are the Judge. Not according to YOUR own Egos rules, morality will never be mentioned once in this trial, breathe easy and with Jesus the Christ the Burden is Light. There is Freedom, and I didn’t understand that until I understood why Buddha told life to “Fuck Off”.

I dont like delaying, but I woke up late, around 6, and got distracted several times with other stuff that thankfully isnt onanism. The stuff I wish I didn’t have to write. If only I had more creative friends. It’s not the same over discord, but at the same time, artists are not fans of me, so I hang with non artists and nonCreatives.

This is the work of someone who has been surrounded on all sides and internally by countless individuals who did not support me or my endeavors, that is by no fault their own as they were not Creatives and what I was doing frightened and confused them. So alone I draw and write Synthetic Wisdom for over 11 years now.

I am grateful for this opportunity and Ill try to get a comic up.

I really am in the wrong profession it seems.

Thank you again, I love you all, and I pray you all make millions of dollars, but better than that, you inherit the True Wealth of the Earth, that which cannot be Stolen as long as you

Remain in Light.

One of the reasons I cannot be Jewish is that I work 7 days a week, I am on Call 7 days a week, and my work schedule has a grey area of 18+ hours, with a hard 8 somewhere in the middle.

I do regret not serving in the Military, but now I know why I was not supposed to.

I don’t know what is supposed to go in my sketchbook, other than me being more inspired to finish Retail, if I can get 2 stores done, this upcoming weekend I can have a 4 player game.

There is some (p)intereste.

Also, I might be doing another side writing gig. No payment of course. I have a regular job that fulfills me enough to work for free, change the bots, wipe the spiders clean, sort of thing. There is a lot to do, and the hours are fleeting, the more I realize what MUST be done, and what SHOULD be done, as well as what Ought not be done, like Onanism.

The problem is inspiration, the lack thereof and depressions. How to carry on? Humans need a little down time, only a brief moment, reassess how to move forward, learn from past mistakes, pause, then ready, move forward again through the long endless trek though hell. Slaying demons and fallen angels alike. Trying to return to the Self.

Trying to Return to God.

In the end it happens to us all, but the FIGHT, the creation and sustaining of Order is what is most important. My works are not for me, but to help society move forward. I expose Chaos, not for it to be worshiped, but for it to be understood, loved, appreciated, and Order can be established, properly. Not while there is so much deceit mind you.

So many systems to fix or start, or end, or pause, all for it to stop in the end, or least the acknowledgement or manifestation of such.