You don't know me, but I am going to tell you a story and I swear upon my very life that the story I will tell you is nothing but the truth. I prayed and prayed that God would give me a message and he did, though it was given in a form that I could never have expected. I was given the message in a dream of math. I dreamed again and again of math that I could not possibly understand. Finally, I asked for help to translate the sacred numbers that were all that I ever dreamt of in that time.
God answered me again, and he helped me to understand what the message said.
I was also told that I had asked for this message and so, I was bound to deliver it.
This is the part of the message that I am bound to deliver now. "When virtual reality becomes artificial intelligence, the human race is doomed."
I am told to make the effort for this message to reach the largest audience possible for me to reach.
The irony is not lost on me.
This is all. The message has been delivered.
God bless everyone that reads it, whether they have the understanding of it or not. I am told that there will be those that will at least try to understand and that it is possible to be understood.