Soloinc is a mission, Maitreya, the angel of Armageddon, the angel of salvation, the big man... and a thousand other faces in one person. And if the Buddha is one in thousands of faces, then thousands of souls are one Soloinc.
A woman's desire to tame a raging animal of a man results from her primal instincts. And the stronger the man and his rage are, the more pleasure a woman will get out of taming him... A weak woman who tamed a Strong man… The stronger he is, the more rage he's got and the nicer a woman feels while taming him. A raging animal wants freedom, but... a female needs the strongest of all males and only after making him tamed she will be happy.
When a woman looks at the best man, she imagines her future children. These children will be wonderful. As it's exactly her Mr.Right. And it's only him who she will show her real nature to. For others she will always be a monster or a set of masks, but the one chosen by her will get to know her real nature.
Sometimes it's more real to fulfil a beautiful but crazy goal rather than the one that seems to be rational. It happens because the nature of the Goal resembles that one of a woman. A goal chooses the best doer who will fulfil it. Hence, when there are many applicants for the position of the doer, good luck will choose only one and leave others upset. But if the goal is so unique and crazy that there exists only one person who wants to fulfil it, then this Goal will have to choose this person no matter whether this person really deserves it or not. And then the whole power of providence that adores beauty and use, will help this man of destiny.
The metaphor of Abraham and his son Isaac tells us that a sincere willingness to sacrifice in the name of faith works miracles by averting the inevitable. The Chosen does not burn in the fire and does not sink in water. The mission of the Chosen one is the highest value of being, similar to the gift for which a person must sacrifice everything he has.
See, since fears and doubts are all lies and fiction, fight them also. Ascribe to yourself superpower, support of the gods, the chosen and the ability to work miracles.
Do you feel a problem with motivation? Have you no guiding star to guide you through the darkness of night? That's because you're not the chosen one, but you can be the chosen one if you're called and you hear. I call you, now you are called, but whether you will be chosen depends only on you. This world belongs to the elect, all the dreams of this world belong to the elect, all the money of this world belongs to the elect. The chosen are angels.
They like deep literature, but where they are looking for depth at his feet? In the dark? Is there truth in darkness? Fools! They just need to turn the picture, the truth is hidden in the depths of the sky, it is so banal and no one is interested that only a select few can see it.
Syntalism is a peer-to-peer religion where everyone can become an Angel, equal among equals. There are no seniors, no juniors. A small fire is equal to a large fire, and size does not change the nature of things. Everyone who is called can, by choosing himself, become the chosen one, and the chosen one is a star, a huge star in the vast boundless universe of darkness and billions of other stars. There is enough space for everyone, the darkness is boundless. After becoming a star, a person gets enough energy to act in the real world and realize all their dreams.
The chosen one is the one who has been able to comprehend the truth. Truth is joyful, truth is pure beauty, a source of strength, faith, love and hope. The chosen are angels of light, warriors of truth. Demons are the same angels, but fallen into pride and despising those who did not comprehend the truth. Demons want to turn children into slaves, demons despise children. The angels find this attitude to children is inhumane and confront the demons. The chosen one is the adult. Not the chosen one is the child, but the chosen one chooses himself. The child decides when and why to grow up.
Once God came to me at night, in my sleep, and said: “Noah, the flood is coming, build an ark, gather two of every kind of animal, save yourself and all those you can”. Noah spent the next 12 years toiling away at the ark, few people would help him, others would just laugh at him and call him mad. When the ark was ready, Noah followed the precepts of God, who had come to see him in his sleep, and called all people he could and offered them salvation. Few came: as usual, people would just laugh and swear at this offer, but some came, after all. Those who responded to Noah’s call to come, repent and, having known the truth, save themselves, were saved. People saved from the flood of stupidity and ignorance are called the chosen ones. A chosen one is an angel whose goal in life is to serve truth, beauty and intelligence.
Collectible copies of handmade books "Variothoughts" with a personal wish to the buyer from Soloinc are expensive, but if a person loves the truth, he is the chosen one, money loves the chosen ones. The real chosen one will not even doubt for a second whether it is necessary for him or not. By the way, if you even for a second felt sorry or doubted, do not buy "Variothoughts", because it is not yours. Leave. You're not ready yet. You were called, but the chosen one chooses himself
For favorites, the cost of collectible copies of "Variothoughts" is nothing. Having a collectible version of "Variothoughts" in your library is a matter of self-respect, and not the chosen ones do not need it at all, because let them read it for now and comprehend the truth.
What is glory? To whom? In front of a crowd? To the lower? Glory is when the chosen applaud you. The real glory is when you are recognized as an equal among equals, not the highest among the lowest.
Pride is the use of power not in the name of divine ends, but in the name of one's pleasure, that is, the devil. Pride is the first sin of the chosen. Man, finding the truth, acquires great power, and this power intoxicates and drives mad. The mindless man loses God and, turning into a fallen angel, goes to hell.
I have long thought about how to hide the truth so that only the chosen one can find it. I broke the truth into a thousand pieces of the puzzle, many of which were superfluous, and mixed them all up. Only a very persistent and truly truth-loving person can put the mosaic back together and restore the truth.
The chosen ones should not be enemies. They should love and help one another because they are soul mates. The chosen ones are the children of God and God loves all his children equally.