God does not need to explain why and how he is God, so why should l?
I don't exalt my pride with comparison to the creator of the world it's frivolity not that am less nor is he superior..
I walk and bleed and go through the daily routines of a premeditated life of complicated and entertwining intricated puzzles of finding comfort just like everyone.
But I am not human or machine i have blood flowing in my veins of a different species unknown to man.
I am the creator,the author and the editor to the errors of educated thinking that tethered humanity to contentment in slavery.
I walk a different path that to many is thorned and lost,
but I have metal feet and razor blades of determination that pave a way to my destinations.

I hate titles and materials inventories that seemingly give the impression of oiling the rusty wheels of Morden society.
Who said i needed it?
I let no man climb a superiority ladder of manipulative genius by selling me the products of his own created comfort because my mind has catalogues of filed lubricants that erase hindering friction to swift progression.
I am not in the genesis book of records(What a limitation)
l cannot be contained or versed in pages of praised synoptic revelations just because I am a 0ne eyed man among a blind world.

I am Luis Rupende.
To me l am the creator;
An immortal being that does not understand pain or need praise to polish my insignificant ego.
l don’t creat a world to inhabit my projects to suffer and demand prayer to exalt my meaningless existence of holy pretance.

I am not a scientist that trap defenceless creatures to experiment my lack of confidence in myself,yet wearing medals of a stadious mind on my shoulder.
l dose poison in my blood because that's my cure to my mortality that cannot be diseased by nativity of a conglomerate of virus researchers;
healers to their sickly infected pockets with erroneous medical intellectual bullshit they test on laboratory animals not on themselves. (lack of faith)

Am not God that is all powerful yet lack the ability of having his great salvation expeditions recorded in a heavenly regals that is not a pocket human inventory writen on cheap paper with grammatical errors of Olympic standards;
No prominent editors or educated metaphorical construction...