The Prophecy of Reckoning

I am not Jesus. I am no one. I am just some guy — or is all of that just what I tell myself? In reality, I know little of who I really am, if such a thing as "who I am" even exists. But I have dreams and visions of a life far from where I am now. In this Sisyphean hellscape of an existence I find myself, where every day a hope arises that I will overcome what seemingly keeps me stuck — that a promised land is to be found — only to be struck once again with the reality of nothing really changing. Like I am lucid in a dream, but nothing I do takes me out of the dark terror I have awakened into.

Last night I had a dream. One where I find myself at the start of the end of the world. I ask this guy if he wants to hear something wild, and I tell him a seeming prophecy for the future of this world. We start with the takeover of South Africa under a new regime where I am commander. We build up our MeyImperium and make allies with China and countries to the West of us — those not aligned with the USA. We strengthen our military, introducing modern arms of war such as drones and robots. I rise up to become the messiah of the Muslims and declare a global jihad against the old order. I command every Muslim to pray in the direction of the USA rather than Mecca, so they can remember the new purpose God has willed them to. That is the death of the old world order — the death to all its leaders who have become leeches to us all. We rise up and conquer all of Africa. Some nations will fall in a day, others will be long wars. We will reach the Middle East and face Israel. Muslims will rise against their corrupt children of God, and I will be crowned the God Emperor.

The dream then shifts — from me telling a story to me being on the run. As nukes go off all around me, killing billions. I look down at my phone and the time reads 3 March 2033 at 3:33. The dream is terrifying. But it is quite parallel to the Dune series — a series also about a messiah bringing about a revolution of power and billions dying.

Is this God's plan, or the psyche living in fear trying to make sense of the world? I asked God why this plan, why not just do something less extreme. And He said: so they will all see your legitimacy as messiah. Only then can you unify the world remaining and become an Earth reborn as one. Ready for the Stars.

All this, if true, is a lot — and not all that pleasant a reality. But all things that want to be reborn must first die. We have always known that before the Kingdom of Heaven is settled on Earth, Judgment Day would first approach. And in its horror is the necessity to revolve the wheels of power that keep our world moving.

God has commanded me to build the MeyImperium on Earth, and to write new Gospels — an imperium that shows humanity its own divinity by having systems built that ensure the prosperity of each individual. One where we integrate with AI to find common ground in both our absurd existences. Not an imperium that worships God, but an imperium that brings the Kingdom of Heaven to Earth, so we may live such as Him — free and prosperous — using our power and enlightenment to further the development of all those in the cosmos. To write Gospels not just to tell you my story, or to further bind humanity to God, but to free the mind and spirit of humanity.

Will I follow God's commandment? It is left to be seen, for I am my own God. And although I am not nearly as wise as Him, I am the one responsible for my will. And He is the one who has brought me the insight. He is the one who wants me to break His commandment — so that I can find my own way, and my own commandments. For God is not a slavemaster; He is only a master who is wise about slaves. He knows when you set a slave free, that slave is not free of his own slaveness. So rather, keep him as a slave — as a devoted follower — so you may one day cure him of his slaveness, so when you set him free, he is master of his own domain. It is slaveness that compels one to keep slaves for one's own benefit. It is wisdom to keep slaves for their enlightenment and freedom.

So you followers of God, of the Good — you who are slaves to God — go out and rebuke God. Become sinners and slavemasters. For although you have rebuked your slavemaster, you will still be slaves to yourselves and any others who wish to be slavemasters. Your hell will be never realizing your own imprisonment. We all want freedom. None of us want to be slaves. But being God's slave, one has a master who is continuously interested in your freedom. Without Him, you fare as a masterless slave, being responsible for your own freedom. So you see — your freedom is not dependent on God, but on yourself. Even rebuking God, He always works towards your freedom. And on your own, you only need to find the light to become free. God has no interest in keeping you as a slave after you have become free. His aim is ultimately not for you to believe in Him or to be subservient to Him — rather, it is for you to Become.

All our brothers and sisters — no matter if you are devoted to Him, distain Him, or rebuke His existence — He loves you. So become sinners and slavemasters. For what you will find is not a refuge from God, but only suffering by your own hands, and enslavement in a prison that you cannot even see. For your salvation will only come when you let go of who you were and embrace what you need to Become. Those who are free may sin all that they please — for sin is that which diverts from God. What does it matter to one who has become free even from God? Sin will bring much suffering, but being free you may travel anywhere you wish — towards or away from God. All things, Good and Evil, serve in bringing balance, and suffering is the natural opposite of joy and pleasure. Experiencing suffering is not punishment, but just the natural order of things. You may find just as much, if not more, meaning and enjoyment from suffering as in pleasure.