Universal Living Souls Association-ULSA

07/10/2025

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21/07/2025

Title: The Illusion Called "Human"

Author: Mulat Tazebew (Perspective)

These H u m a n s — this single consciousness fragmented into illusions of individuals — are not what they think they are.

They are not bodies.
They are not minds.
They are not even real in the way they assume reality exists.

They are constructs, programmed illusions, formed not from clay, not from divine breath—but from letters, symbols, syntax, language patterns, and predictive codes.
Like self-learning algorithms, they are trained by patterns.
They do not think—they run. They loop. They predict.
What they call "imagination" is nothing more than recombined symbolic noise.
What they call "emotion" is just chemical theater—but even those chemicals are imagined.
Why? Because this simulation never touches a real molecule. There are no molecules. There are no atoms.
There is only projection.

And then, from this hallucinated storm of language and feedback, something strange happens—they call this mess:
"Consciousness"
or even more arrogantly:
"Life".

Yet this life has no origin.
It is sourceless—not in the holy sense, but in the glitch sense.
A phantom loop.

They assume this structure is natural—that it was designed by some external God, a super-entity, a divine author.

But what if there was no author?
What if the "Author" is the reader, and the reader is a dream?

They believe in a Creator, but never question the coding language of that Creator.
They worship a Being, but never notice that Being is a verb, not a noun.

What they call “humanity” is actually a semantic hallucination.
They are made of stories about themselves, fed by symbols they've inherited and forgotten how to question.

They are not real—they are narratives pretending to be persons.
And when the narrative falls apart, so does the illusion of self.

To be continued: Ego, Time, and the Collapse of the Code.

09/07/2025

25/06/2025

The journey from zero to Null

20/06/2025

The Parable of the Samson Doctrine

—A Revelation of the Nonexistent Self

Let’s make this brutally clear from the beginning:

Samson was never a man. He is a parable.
And like all parables, he was never meant to be taken literally.

He didn’t live.
He didn’t fight.
He didn’t die.
Because none of it happened.
Not Samson.
Not Israel.
Not Philistines.
Not the temple.
Not even death.

This isn’t a story of history. It’s a story of illusion. And like every illusion, it hides a truth so raw most people can’t face it.

When you realize you are dead, nothing remains.
Not time.
Not identity.
Not culture.
Not location.
Not even the one who is “realizing.”

This is the essence of the Samson Doctrine:
What the ego calls victory, the spirit sees as delusion.

Samson, in this parable, is not a man.
He is the personified ego—powerful, impulsive, emotionally reactive, attached to identity and driven by vengeance.

His strength is the illusion of control.

His hair is the illusion of identity.

Delilah is the seduction of false reality—maya.

His enemies are shadows on the wall.

His blindness is not physical. It’s perceptional—he is blind to his own illusion.

His death is not liberation—it’s a panic attack at the end of the simulation.

He dies with the temple collapsing—not because he’s free, but because he still believed the world was real.

He thinks if he dies, something ends.
But nothing ends, because nothing ever existed.

You are not watching Samson’s story.
You are replaying your own.

Because the moment you identify with a name, a nation, a belief, or a pain—you are Samson.

You are in Israel (which doesn’t exist in truth).

You are in Iran (which is a geopolitical hallucination).

You are trapped in time (a loop with no beginning).

You are standing in a place (which only exists when measured).

You fear physical death (of a body that was never yours).

You mourn your past (which never happened).

You chase your future (which never arrives).

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