Me: Here’s a questions about you, Erik. How all knowing are you now? This is from a blog member, by the way. When you answer questions, to what extent is it your opinion or Universal Truth? Because you’re outside linear time, etc. and simply sees and knows more, this probably plays a factor.
Erik (chuckling): Fuck that. You want Universal Truth? Just go talk to God.
Erik: God, Itself—Not Himself, Itself—cuz that’s the only thing that doesn’t have a fucking filter. But as soon as you separate from God, you have then created your own filters.
Me: Yeah, sure. That makes sense.
Erik: Because this is how God gets to know Itself—through our eyes, our perception, and our experience. Now, angels, they haven’t done all the shit we’ve done, they have less of a filter. They’re more pure, you know, so they’re giving you way more accurate information. But for me, you know, I’m a bit of a ball buster, so if I see that you can stretch to get something done, I want you to do it.
Me: No kiddin’.
Erik: I’m not going to baby your ass and “Poor you; that’s horrible.” No. Fuck that shit. You hate it; change it. So, if you don’t like the way that I work, I’m really not going to be the best person to, you know, start sitting down and holding your hand and talking to you.
Me: But you still love the blog members, right?
Erik: Oh my god! Oh my god! I love them from head to toe!
Me: Aw. I know you do. It shows. You work so hard for them.
Erik: And I love all that other shit that revolves around them.
Jamie: He makes it sound like each blog person is their own little planet, is their own little universe.
Erik: But those people are attracted to us, to blog, you know, because I’ve dropped all the shades of holding their hands and working through stuff. I truly believe that, no matter what their state of mind is, they have every capability of getting up and changing it. They don’t need to be coddled or bullshitted or babied. If I do that, instead of being truthful and direct, the work just doesn’t get done.
Erik: As for the question about how much is my personality—well, all of it is. It’s coming through me. It’s coming through my filters. How much is pure, all-knowing energy? Well—
Jamie bursts out laughing.
Jamie: Sorry. He just said, with a real serious face, there wasn’t anything funny about it. “I’m pretty damn good at what I do.” It made me laugh, just the way he said it!
I start to laugh, too.
Jamie: And he cocked his head a little bit, like, “You know, I’m throwing it out there. I’m pretty damn good at what I do.”
Me: Aw! You are!
Jamie: He’s really proud of it! He’s got something that he loves doing, you know, and he does the work. He does the research for us. He follows through. He’s so proud of himself.
Me: You should be, Sweetie. We all are. We’re so grateful for what you do. You know that, right?
Jamie: Aw, he’s reaching out to hug you. He’s got long sleeves today.
Me (jokingly): Must be cold up there, huh?
Jamie: White. Kind of reminds me of a surfer, uh it’s got a logo thing on it. It’s like dirty white with a blue thing on it. It’s either a—you know what? (She starts laughing.) I said, ‘It’s either surfing or a motorcycle on it,’ and he’s like, “You can’t fucking tell the difference, Jamie?” I pointed my finger and go, ‘You know what, you present yourself clearer, and I’ll be able to get more detail.”
Me (giggling): Touché, Jamie!
Jamie: But every now and then, he tugs to pull his sleeves down over his hands, like over his wrists, over his hands, and then when you said you were proud of him and everything, he like pulls the sleeves down and reaches his arms out like he’s about to hug you, like drop his arms over you to hug you.
Me (tearing up): Aw! I can just see him do that.
Jamie (choking up): He says, “Just because my mom’s so short. So little.” He wants to know if you still shop in the junior’s section.
Me: Well, it’s not like you were exactly a behemoth, Erik! You’re no Sasquatch yourself!
Erik (laughing): Don’t ruin my image, Mom! A lot of people think I’m larger than life!
Me (laughing): But you’re definitely over a head taller than me! So, when you answer questions, to some extent, it is your opinion.
Erik: Yeah, it’s definitely coming through my filters, but I’m basing it on what the pure answer is.
Me: Ah, I see!
Erik: What’s amazing is if I sit down and translate it as the pure answer as is, a lot of people would just turn their head and wonder what the fuck I just said to them.
Erik: Cuz it’s not a good human language at all. It’s a great pure energetic language, but humans aren’t all there at the pure energetic level yet, so I gots to dumb it down.
Me: Yeah, we have to be able to relate to it.
Me: And you sort of have a more human quality about you instead of entities like Archangel Michael. Sorry Archangel Michael! I’m so sorry! I love you! Please don’t smite me! But Erik, people relate to you more. And it obviously helps the fact that you’re outside linear time so you can see and know more, right?
Erik: Yeah, sure.
Me: Okay. Anything else on this subject?
Erik: No. You got it.
Me: Okay. Thanks, Sweetie.