The games of the mind in my body, of trust in people, are counted in the control of my evil-infused feeling

 60. Everyone inside me has been saying since last night, "Now you are a respectable person." 60 is 4 or I find my place for the soul. The spirit itself is inside me, taking everything inside me and watching me, inspecting me. The spirit or ghost is my first spiritual giraffe, my thorn. I am now in the process of exchanging with the evil of the 4 or spirit as my environment or my surroundings. God enters my body and tests or uses the mind directly on myself, on my actions. At this point, I see myself as a tormentor in my body of the evil that comes from nature. I have to control the mental control of the actions of God in my body by the evil of the long distances of nature around me, or by the process by which the suffering in my body comes from the world around me. If there is no pain in my body or if I feel good, I can feel the understanding of it through myself, which is moving away from me, immersed in the evil expression of nature. As a result, while the good in my body has its own meaning, the evil that I think is coming from afar also sings the least defeat of the good because it is so far away. If my body does what it wants to do in order to benefit from madness and say, "I will increase my goodness," my body will suffer from trembling or trembling. This means that the benefits will not be sustainable, and the defeat of evil will be greater as the distance from nature to the environment increases. So I prayed to God not to upset my body. My self-control is not very developed yet. I still don’t know very well how I feel the environment as evil and how I control my mind through abstract remote thought directions. The angels are also playing their game of faith against God's control of the mind by entering into the body. The angels will soon be explaining to me how someone else is in parallel and their originals are shown in parallel lies. When I take these insights, I control the notion that I am marked by evil when I accept that the real person is sent out to feel the bodies of the originals exactly what they are doing. If I do not die, I will pass to the side of the dead. The better or closer I feel to my body, the more badly I feel, with a minimal understanding of the parallel games of angels, and a minimal loss of confidence. Since I started my life winning, in the body, I now feel that I need to be worthy of minimal defeats on the losing side, in the sense or in the evil outside the body. The control of these games between the angels and the gods, which are going on spiritually or with evil, is like a two-sided comb that is held in the middle of the transverse center. From one end of the comb, the world is connected to my nature or to the world around me, and from the other end, my nature is connected to the world. To be more precise, the nature of the world, which is the only thing under the comb, changes or replaces the real people who are absorbed in the body under the comb. As a result, anyone can take the character with them and give them the answer they are waiting for. That's why I was amazed at how so many responses to my character were suddenly given to me. In fact, there are people who still read me, but still can't give an answer. Because most of the people in me, all the living people, are crazy, and they make decisions against each other. And with the upper comb, I realize that changing events, completely or historically, are linked to different parts of the world. Events that are completely or historically changed and replaced are inherent in the exchange of immortal dead in the consciousness or inside of any living person who is passing through me.