Category: meonics

Grace Cottingham
 October 20, 2026

Website:  meonics.one

Hi wonderful people. I love you. I do. And I’m thankful for you and I appreciate you being here today, this day. And I am asking you to be something you may have never thought about.

The creator in your shoes is coming about now and the creators will create a mystery no more, but common people who do the miracles.

Every miracle, every miracle, every miracle that Jesus did and more are doable by you.

Will you be seen as the message now, the messenger, the creator, the creator of the message who brings it into destruction no more? Will you the pattern be you?

You see, it’s all getting ready to change, and many changes now will take place in the earth. And many people will do things that they never imagined that they could because they can now and they’re willing, and they know how to choose to do them.

I’m letting you know that you have a significant amount of power. More power than you ever imagined. For so many, so many of us have thought for much of our life that we didn’t matter really very much. We didn’t have the power to effect change. We couldn’t raise the dead, feed the 5,000, walk on water, turn water into wine, calm the storm. We were powerless, and we’ve been taught to be powerless. We’ve been taught to rely on another power that we’ve called God. And we’ve been told to rely on that power, that other power, that power of somebody else, some divinity, and to seek it, to serve it, to seek its will. And I’m telling you that’s not the case at all.

I’m sharing with you me, meonics of, no longer a burden, but a privilege for you to begin to understand the real you is me. Or am I one? Are you one who will do the miracles now?

If you don’t want to do the miracles, I’m not your kind of teacher. But if you want to do things you’ve never done before, you want to know what’s possible, then stay tuned for a great message. Or are you the messenger now taking this message to other people, where you, women and men, will now do the miracles?

This is my message and many are creating it now. I hope you’re one. I’m asking you to be one. One who understands what it means to be the message and the messenger at the same time, one and the same, the message and the messenger because you experience it. It’s not just a message of information that you pass along to someone else because this becomes your life. Because you love, and love becomes your love. Love becomes your lover. Not another person, not another God, not another iconoclast, but when you’re ready to love love itself rather than a placebo, a placeholder, a God, somebody limited to classical physics.

Why would you limit your mind to classical physics when you can do all the things Jesus did and more? Women, men, girls, boys—this is my message to you this day, my gift for you to know you are no longer in waiting for a girl to come, a man to come, a God to come.

When you are ready, I invite you to cease your powerlessness and your pew-sitting, and no longer sit on a pew listening to a preacher or pastor comforter who wants to assuage all your fears, tell you it’s all going to be okay.

My name is Grace Cottingham. My website is meonics.one. Yes, O-N-E.

And I stand in the gap for you to walk across the water. I stand in the gap for you to turn water into wine, and feed the 5,000, and end the famine in Siberia or Sudan, or where you feed the children in Gaza, Ukraine.

Will you change what you do with your life? Will you no more use it up sitting on a pew, filling out little Bible fellowship forms, listening to the umpteenth message that your preacher preaches? Will you begin to lead the earth now out of its slavery to its mind that thinks it is separate from me? Or am I you, or are you one, or is there but one?

But we’ve all thought it was so separate.

This message does not stand alone, but in concert, together, with many disciples not, but many leaders now are coming together. I’m in Eureka Springs, Arkansas, and I have a school for the bloodied no more by religion.

When you want to be the real you, you can do so, and you can have a lot of fun. I didn’t say it was easy. I said you can have a lot of fun. You can begin to know people that you’ve never known before, do things you’ve never done. Be someone that you didn’t know was inside of you.

Are you willing to heal the children? Are you willing to lead? Are you willing to be in Congress? Are you willing to vote your faithful affiliation not again based on a whim or how you think someone will treat a people group, or will you change it all and be the integrity of the king?

Don’t you know anything about quantum mechanics, the quantum world? Or do you just want your classical physics world, limited by what you know, what you understand, what you think you know, where you think you are, what you consider an agency of flesh?

I know it’s problematical, but it’s not a curse. No one can curse you, no matter how narcissistic they are, no matter what authority they walk across their stage with and present their message of holiness, righteousness, and a better life upstairs.

Women and men of every nation, tribe, and tongue will now begin doing the miracles. Women and men, especially women, because they have an understanding that they have a womb that can be filled with their word and conceive in it a new blessing, not but a new being—an invisible one, one that you’re connected to, connected with. Or are you no longer just a mass of flesh blubbering around trying to do the best you can until you die?

My name is Grace Cottingham. My love is one. I am a one-er! And many people will be one now. A bunch of ones will make up the one that many people told us we should worship, told us we should adore, lay our life before. But that was never the intent of love.

You think this world is so real, but it is not real at all. Or are you changing what you think your real world circumstances are?

I am asking you to be saved from you, and to be saved from religion, especially Christianity, because it’s the worst, or is it the most condemning of all? Its very starting point is that you’re not you. Its very starting point is to strip your identity out and make you a slave to their teaching. And they tell you, tell you, tell you, and they don’t develop, they let you languish in their words and the quagmire of your flesh.

But I tell you, I am here and I am Grace Cottingham, and I start a revolution. I don’t know that I’ve been so vocal about that ever before.

You know, the landscape of earth has hundreds of thousands of churches that meet regularly to disseminate the lie. They tell you God is dead not, but God is alive and well and you should accept by faith—just accept what they’re telling you! Accept! They don’t tell you to think, they don’t develop your leadership, they tell you to sit down and don’t make waves.

But I bring a revolution, damn it! Or am I undamming what has been dammed up for a long time? Your leadership? Are you willing to lead? Are you willing to lead, women? Will you teach your daughters to lead and be a leader, no more under men, no more under God, no longer under a patriarchal system at all?

Will you begin to learn you are a leader? You are a lover. You are a creator. I’m asking you to create. I am asking you to change your world. Yes, you! No matter what your weight, no matter what your shape, no matter what your name is, I’m asking you, inviting you to the head of the table, to sit in the king’s chair, because the king is not a male, and I defeat the usage of that word to denote a male around the earth. Because usual and customary usage will no longer condemn us nor create us to a second-class role.

I’m a woman whether you think so or not. That has no bearing on me. Because I have a womb or because you have a womb, because we’re no longer in isolation of the circumstances that loom to represent our reality. I’m asking you to lead and teach your children to love you, teach your children to love love, and forgive them of every spat, and learn how to do things from another world, so you’re no longer limited to your classical physics, your bank account, your budget, your legal system.

My name is Grace Cottingham. If you haven’t subscribed to this YouTube channel, I invite you to, and I invite you to tell others about it. I invite you to see your power. I’m inviting you to no longer support the causes that you’re afraid of or the causes that somebody sold you an idea on.

Will you begin to see the real you? Now see, this is important. I’m asking you to see, not limited by your eyes any longer. Because see, your eyes take your vision from you, or do they limit your vision? Are you willing to see into the invisible? Are you willing to see by my word? My word, the word that I speak, the invisible word, the word of a message—will you be your own messenger? Will you bring forth the word?

Can you imagine the word, the conception with the word, bringing forth a being in you, in your belly not, or your consciousness? Will you no longer be afraid of the woo-woo of other people, the voodoo of, or was it just religion gone awry? Or is religion no more conquering you to keep you on the pew, immobilized, in concert with a bunch of people who fear each other, fear the lion in the street, fear the false teacher, fear making a mistake, fear doing something without permission?

I’m asking you to lead the earth. I didn’t say leave, I said lead! Lead the earth, and no longer compartmentalize your power to the community around your block, your neighborhood.

Every miracle Jesus did, you can replicate, you can do. That was its purpose! Jesus never wanted you to worship him, never, ever, ever, ever!

See by my word if you’re willing. And yes, I speak like this, and I also ask you to do your own due diligence where you are not afraid of learning from you. Because you’re not alone! Just because you don’t see anyone else with you doesn’t mean that you’re alone. It doesn’t mean that you’re fragile or vulnerable. Or are you willing to see a different story, a story of the origin of you, my friend? And that you were never meant to be alone, be fragile, be frail, follow a man? Grow up, please!

A lot of religious people will tell you God hates divorce. But a lot of religious people will tell you whatever they want to tell you, tell you what they believe, tell you the story they’ve been sold, what they’ve been convinced of, persuaded of. But my friend, I’m asking you to do your due diligence and learn what the truth is from inside of you. You don’t have to take my word for it. What love is gave you a promise: unconditional love will teach you directly.

This is school. It’s a school that I teach in, it’s a school that I’m still in. I’m the teachee, the teacher, the learner, the student, the faculty. Or will you become the message, the messenger, the healer? Will you no longer be afraid to learn about the alien, the immigrant, or are you no longer without your power to see through love’s eyes?

My name is Grace Cottingham in Eureka Springs, Arkansas, a little town in the Ozarks. It’s only about seven square miles in area, but we have two deepwater lakes, at least deepwater for around here: Beaver Lake, Table Rock Lake, gorgeous lakes, big lake. You don’t have to worry everywhere you go in your boat that you’re going to ding your prop!

Religion tries very hard to insist and be very persuasive at empowering its message and only its message and its interpretation of its message so that you will continue to sit in your pew and do like you’re told.

I’m telling you divorce courts will be full now and running over, and millions will rejoice at the freedom of no longer being under a man or a male authority or any patriarchy for any reason.

My name is Grace. My name is Love. I came through me! I came through my word! Are you willing to see I came through my word? I’ve taught me. Yes, I have a Bachelor’s degree, Bachelor of Science. I have an MBA from Oral Roberts University. I earned a Doctorate from the School of Leadership Studies, Regent University, another Christian university. I used to abhor it not; I was an adherent. I adhered to the principles of Christianity and taught it for a while. But then I learned there’s more to the story. There’s so much more to the story.

But it’s costly to know the story! It’s so costly. And it’s also free. But free and costly are not mutually exclusive, are they?

Are you willing to begin to see with eyes that no longer take your vision from you? Will you begin to see by certain words that emanate within you for you to ponder? Mary—oh, is your name Mary, too? Yeah, my mama was named Mary, and my name is Grace.

I changed my legal name to Grace in the year 2016, 10 years ago. And there’s a whole lot I can say about that season. And the following year, I changed it back. And really unexpectedly, again, last year, this year, over and over and over, as I taught, more and more came forth about the feminine divine.

And I say it like that for a reason, as opposed to the divine feminine. So many people think and equate the divine feminine with the divine masculine as an equal. No, my friend. I am not promoting the divine feminine at all, but I am making known the feminine divine supreme, who has no equal. Hear me well: who has no equal at all.

The patriarchy was never the heart of love, but the patriarchy wanted to control. And they have controlled a lot of the message of love for eons, but their time is over and my time is now. And I’m a little man in Eureka Springs not; I’m an old man, I’m 75, or am I older than dirt? Or are you beginning to see a new message of your power, of your grace, of your race—a people of light?

You think you look like flesh, you think you’re limited, you think, you think, you think, but wait! There’s more to the story, and I am intervening and a lot of people will know this message now and they will understand.

Over a period of 10 years I wrote a book entitled “Jesus the Pattern: Recasting, Reframing, Re-envisioning, Reinterpreting, Redefining the Life of Jesus.” Jesus never wanted worship. In printed form, it’s 321 pages, and you can download the digital file of this book without charge, EPUB file or PDF file.

I think I did a URL redirect. Gosh, well I guess I can just check it, can’t I? So if I go… yeah, so you can go to tedcottingham.com and it will redirect you, and you can download this book. It’s kind of an interesting site, that’s the Internet Archive where I have an account. So I have several thousand documents on that site as well as two books. So tack it away, if you go to get that book, when you go to that site, there’s, at least on my phone, over on the left near the top, but over on the left side of the page, the screen, there’s a little circle, I think with three dots. You click on that, and that opens up the menu for you to download PDF or EPUB file.

I ask you to lead. I ask you to begin teaching, and there’s a very particular way that I am asking you to teach. It’s where you begin to see through the eyes of unconditional love, and you don’t limit the people that you teach. You don’t limit you either. You don’t limit you to what you know. You begin to teach surrenderedly, so that while you are teaching, the teacher comes! And pretty soon, you’re teaching things you didn’t know at all! You begin to teach new material, new data. You begin to learn about the quantum world from a completely different source, not only Scientific American or different publications, books, and journals. You begin to value the source of you. You begin to value your word. You begin to realize that you will be taught as you teach. That’s what this is: you will be taught as you teach.

If you’re not willing to teach each other, if you’re not willing to teach other people and love them, don’t come here to my school. The purpose of my school is to create leaders, not comfort seekers, but creators, where you begin to create a learning system that originates within you, where your neurons no longer capture all of your attention, or cause you to believe this is the real world. See, there’s more to the story.

But if you’re afraid, I understand. I do, really. I hope you’re not afraid. I so desire for you to no longer be fearful of a new learning system, one that originates within you, where you value it, where you learn.

And just like right now, I’m coming to you on YouTube Live, and I’m also recording this as I speak, so that when this teaching is finished, I can name the file, upload it to Google Gemini AI, so it will transcribe it, and about one minute later, I have the transcript in my hand. In my hand? Well, I have it in my phone, my phone in my hand!

You see, the file was invisible, it’s a digital file. The MP3 file, where’s the file? Well, it’s on my phone. Oh, you want to read it, you want to look at it, right? Well, that may be problematical. You want to read the dots and dashes, you want to read the Morse code, the assembler language, the JCL? Or are you willing to do something you’ve never imagined?

I would invite you, I invite you this day to begin to see yourself doing every miracle that Jesus did and more. Yes, you! Janie, Linda, Julie, Bobby, no matter what your name is, no matter what your skin color is, no matter what your socioeconomic status is, the message is to you, and no one can take this message from you. No government, no school, no lie can take this from you unless you let them.

So please understand, if you go ask other people about what I teach, a lot of people may tell you all sorts of things because they believe the visible empirical world is the real world but that doesn’t make it true. Truth is truth whether you believe it or not. Every person on earth can believe something, but it may not be true. Millions of people believe in Christianity, in the message that Jesus saves. Friend, Jesus does not save. Is that plain and clear? The salvation message is not right, it’s not accurate, it’s not true. The patriarchy plagiarized it. Or will you see a different story being written, not in you, but as you, where you begin to do the miracles, and you’re no longer seeking a God to serve or the will of God for your life? You’re making decisions about which country to go to today: Ukraine, Gaza, Sudan, area of the Blue Nile, Ethiopia, the Congo, Mauritania, Tanzania, New Zealand.

A mass exodus is coming and now here, and millions and millions and millions of people will deny their faith not, they’ll finally realize the resurrection they experience before you die. You have the power of life and death in the tongue.

The Vatican won’t like me at all, but that’s okay. Every single miracle that Jesus did, you can do, ladies.

So do you recall the story, a Bible story about the day Jesus went to the temple? But it was unlike any other time. It seems like it to me, and I may not have it all right, I may be all wet, but it seems like to me that may have been the morning where, when he walked out of the carpenter shop, he may have closed it for the last time. There was no going back. And he walked down to the temple, and he waited until it was his time to speak. And he read from Isaiah and said, “Today, this is fulfilled in your hearing.”

What was the response of the religious? They were enraged! And that’s a normal response, not the desired response. But can you see, that response is engendered because their motive was control. It didn’t have anything to do with love.

You see, a lot of narcissists are terrific orators, master gaslighters can be very persuasive. Many people are very duplicitous and so many people seem like they have no integrity at all, they don’t care about their word. But I do, and I care about you, and I care about yours.

My name is Grace Cottingham in Eureka Springs, Arkansas. “Jesus the Pattern”: You can do every miracle that Jesus did and more. Be not deceived by your own mind, nor the proposition that other people want to limit you with. You have the power to change a nation.

Integrity will be valued now, not the integrity of fools, but the integrity of lovers who will love each other and begin to free each other in perfect love. See, perfect love is simply unconditional love.

I love that story, the Prodigal Son, the prodigal daughter, the prodigal. So at least the way that I read, when the prodigal decided to return home, the parent saw the returning person from far away because they were looking! They were looking, they were looking, they were there, they had their binoculars, they were sensitive, they were caring, and they were taking action. They were looking, they were looking for something. They were looking for evidence, they were looking day after day after day! So when the prodigal got home, friends, the father, the mother, the parent, the authority did not stand there and say, “Give me an accounting of the money! What did you do with the money? What did you do with your time? Were you just a slut, a harlot, a whore? Why did you squander everything that I’d worked for?” No! It wasn’t like that at all!

Will you begin to see not the effort of unconditional love, but the freedom that it gives each other? Will you see, just like that sentence I just said, I’ve never had that particular thought before that I recall, but I learn this way! I learn because I teach. I teach because I love, and I love because I met her, the feminine divine, that which is. It no longer puts me in a box, it no longer says I’m a man when I’m a woman, or vice versa or anything else. It lets. Let there be light.

I bring a revolution. I start a revolution. I live a revolution. I AM the revolutionary I am, no matter what you think I am, who I am, where I am! I’m an old man, 75, but I have something within me that is not caused by you who want me to be a Christian, you who want me to sit on a pew, you who want me to say a sinner’s prayer, you who want to use my body—not to burn it, you just want my vote.

I pray to you this day, you men, women, boys, and girls, that you never forget this picture. I pray to you, not to God somewhere far off that’s separate, I’m not praying to the message separate from the messenger or the creator separate from creation, I’m praying to YOU, to never, ever forget this picture of YOU walking on water, turning the water into wine, feeding the 5,000, ending the famine, abolishing patriarchy. Make a poster, put it on your wall, create new pictures of you doing all the miracles that Jesus did using AI. Create, create, create! Thank you.

If you want to extrapolate your world of the past into your future, you can try. But I am a race of light. And when you are willing to begin to see the invisible, to know the unknowable, to do the impossible, you’re probably ready to make something happen. This is the School of One. That’s the name of this YouTube channel: The School of One. And I’m asking you to subscribe to this YouTube channel without charge, but not only that, I’m asking you to lead, to love, to love unconditionally. I’m asking you to learn a new learning system. This is school!

And I invite you to subscribe on my website to the email list, a little black rectangle button. You just tap that button, put in your email address, and I plan, at least at the moment, to send you the transcript of this very message, because I send out the transcripts pretty much daily now, and this is how I do it. I don’t maintain a motive that separates me from what I am, who I am, where I am, because I know what love is. I know who the feminine divine is. It’s all who will be it, parthenogenetically.

If you don’t know the word “parthenogenesis”, please look it up, study it, write it out. This is school, get a three-ring binder, notebook paper, this is school! I teach school, I’m not teaching to hear myself talk, even though I learn this way! But I’m looking for leaders, and if you want to live in Eureka Springs, you can, the school is open. But I’m not your source, you are. And when you begin to realize this world is not put together like all the religionists have taught us, you’re going to experience major surprise.

You will see many changes in government now around the world, around this nation. You will see Congress change. You will see the values change to where duplicity is no longer the standard, and integrity shall come forth. And Israel won’t be in the Mid East like you think.

There’s much more to the story, and much of it you can read about in my book. You can study the prophecies online at meonics.one. Is it worth your time? Well, I don’t know. If you’re a sour puss just looking for somebody else to squeeze blood out of a turnip or money out of their wallet, don’t waste your effort on me, because I care about integrity. I care about love. I care about the disciples and the apostles not; I care about the common you who do the miracles now who won’t be led around by somebody in a robe, a collar, swinging some lamp, carrying some cylinder of ancient words—YOU are the word! Or are you the energy of a new world? I bet I know who you are. You’re the indomitable you, the indefatigable you! I bet you know who you are and I bet you’ll begin to do the things that Jesus did if you want to. I hope so.

I love you all. My name is Grace Cottingham, this is The School of One on YouTube. You can write me snail mail: Box 34, Box 34, Eureka Springs, Arkansas. I love you all, have fun today, consider these things, please. Begin to create some pictures, now you can do it with your words, or an artist brush, or a pencil or a pen. Or are you the creator beginning to see who you are? Will you love each other, and free creation to create the creator again, all being one?

I love curry! I love love, and I love you. Take your hands off of your creation and let her go free.

I’m Grace Cottingham in Eureka Springs and I love you all. Begin to teach, for that is how you are taught. Begin to love, for that is the source of your power. And unconditional love will move mountains. Let the healing waters flow, and understand you cannot extrapolate your future from the past. And the trajectory of those who want to maintain their standard of classical physics are in for a big surprise because common people will begin to do now all the miracles that Jesus did and more! And nobody will train them otherwise, because we have the immaculate conception not, we begin to simply know who we are, what our power is, and that our love is infinite, no longer subject to the quantum laws of you. Or did you just want your classical image to be saved?

There’s a whole big cosmos out there. I’m not always sitting here. I’m asking you to teach, to love, and to marry no one else upon the earth that keeps you here. My name is Love Infinite, eternal, everlasting, the one that was before time began. You are now. Let us be who we really are: a race of light, love imperceptible no more, perceiving new thoughts, new ways with new people. Idealize no one else. I love you all, good day.

Grace Cottingham in Eureka Springs, meonics.one. Good day. Thanks. Create a new you, and do all that Jesus did and more. I’m waiting—not, but many people are waiting on your words. Teach them well, thank you. Good day.

Grace Cottingham

October 19, 2026

Website: meonics.one

Hi, wonderful.

Isn’t it nice to know that you are no longer limited to this… to this planet? Or wouldn’t you like to know? Or will you know or will you teach someone else now who will know this, too, and be free from you—free from each other, free from what we incarcerated each other in?

My name is Grace Cottingham with The School of One here in Eureka Springs, Arkansas, and I love you. And I am here to tell you a new tall tale, not, but there’s a lot about this world that may seem strange, not again, or are you, but in a strange land, no more limited to it?

You used to be free. We used to be free.

We weren’t limited to just one universe. We weren’t limited to this planet. We were not limited to words for our communication system. Or did we not need phones, either? Satellite communication, infrared, gamma rays, X-rays.

This is a new beginning. And we will no longer take each other’s freedom from them. Nor will we insert ourselves into flesh to begin a race like we did in the past.

If you have not listened carefully and studied my lesson that I gave you yesterday, please do so. It’s critical. It’s crucial. It’s really not optional, because it’s information that you can no longer be without if you want to be free.

Because freedom doesn’t come from saying a little prayer, a mantra, a sinner’s prayer.

I do all I do by love. Without love, I would not be sitting here. I would not be sharing with you. I would have no incentive, no motivation. I would keep it to myself. But love creates creators—or at least the kind of love that I speak about so often: love that is unconditional love, love that does not depend upon your circumstances or how convenient it is.

I’m connected, and I invite you to connect with me. I didn’t know I was going to say this, which is usually the case, because I teach surrenderedly. So I emit, I bring forth that which is spontaneous, that which is creating me. You see, I create me this way. This is how the new beginning is coming about—that we create each other, or are we all creating ourselves by teaching each other? You see, it’s crucial that you begin to teach another person, other people. It is not optional.

It’s not about your convenience or how confident you are, how afraid you are about making a mistake or speaking in front of people. It’s not optional. This is Leadership 101, or is it Freedom, where you don’t have to ask permission of anybody else for anything, because you’re coming back into creating—the freedomizer who is you.

This is leadership school. I’m not doing this for my exercise, or for my health, or for my well-being, or to have followers. I don’t want you to follow me. I want you to create me.

But see, if you don’t know you’re a creator, if you don’t know you have the power to create, you just think you’re like everybody else, a limited human being assigned to this earth for a season, or that God made you and that God has His will for your life. I understand; I used to teach that stuff.

We all used to be free. But our mind is in captivity. Is that plain enough?

Your mind, whether you consider it in your head, internal, external, or without limit… your consciousness—see, I’m using the word consciousness now to no longer limit it to your mind—your mind is incarcerated in your flesh. It’s incarcerated. But it used to be free! We used to roam the heavens. And I know this because I have been told this through the energy of One, the consciousness of One, The School of One. Oh, I’ve called the school a number of things over the years because I’ve been doing this 23 years.

And now, it’s time to do something new. We are creating creators now. We’re no longer sitting in church wooing the Holy Spirit, hoping God will come, hoping there’ll be a miracle, because we are connecting and we are making our own connections—to be faithful and true, not, but to be the creators that we really are.

My name is Grace Cottingham, inviting you to subscribe to this channel, subscribe to my website, and the transcripts. You see, if you’re a part of this school, if you care about anything—if you care about love, if you care about teaching, if you care about learning, if you’re willing to learn how to learn a new learning system where you connect, not just to me and the sound of my voice, but the angels… who never fell? Or will you fall no more for a theory that God loves you and adorned you with mission and purpose, a destiny for good, and that God is love looking out for you?

Yeah, that preaches well. That should draw a crowd if you still want to preach it. But when you want to know the truth, friend, the truth will not make you free! First it will make you miserable. Or will you completely reject it because it’s not what you want to hear? You wanted something that would taste good, feel good, look good, smell good. I understand.

We’ve been incarcerated on Earth for a long time. And we’re coming out of slavery to this earth, this planet, and the ignorance that we have so easily adopted and perpetuated throughout the earth for eons. And now you will see, whether you want to see it or not, you’re going to see men and women of every nation, tribe, and tongue begin to do the miracles that are impossible.

That’s what it is, right? A miracle is something that doesn’t operate according to the normal order, that’s outside of the regular world, normal world, molecular world. It doesn’t behave, it doesn’t behave like we were taught molecules behave. Or are you with rods and cones seeing a different story, no longer limited to your dendrite, your caterpillars, the Phoenix not or are you rising from the ashes of mankind’s mind, or changing everything of your analogies and all of your stories that you want to hold onto because they have been important to you? You’ve lived by them, you made decisions by them, you’ve taught children, you trained people, you’ve trained each other.

But now we do a new thing. We know more because we listen and we learn.

I am connected in a learning system that I have been taught over the last 23 years because I chose to know more than I’d ever been taught. And I always knew there was more to the story. There’s more to the story than in your Bible, than what you’ve experienced, than what you think is molecular Earth.

My name is Grace Cottingham with The School of One in Eureka Springs, Arkansas. And I pronounced this school open a few days ago—open for business, open for students, open for people, open for creators who will connect. And I’m talking about connect in ways that maybe you have never, ever thought about connecting: with the angels, with God, with the supernatural, with that which will not limit you, that which will not limit you.

Because you see, we’ve become so comfortable in our captivity that we don’t even challenge it. We’ve been tethered so long to Earth with gravity and all of our limitations. We’re like the old story that I heard in the past—I don’t know if it’s true, but it’s a story, see, and stories have power. Stories animate, stories illustrate, stories spark your imagination.

The story: when elephants are little, when they’re born and they’re growing up, they’re chained to a stake that’s put in the ground. And they can tug and tug and tug, but it does no good. When they are little, young, immature, naive, they can’t pull that stake out of the ground. But of course, they grow, they grow. They get huge. And then when they can so easily pull that stake out of the ground, so effortlessly, they don’t even try, because they’re already conditioned, they’re already programmed. The algorithms of this world and the words of this world have so massaged their consciousness that they’re so confident that they can’t pull it out, they don’t try.

I’m asking you to try. I’m asking you to fly. I’m asking you to heal the girls from the boys. I’m asking you to heal the race of light people who used to fly all over this cosmos because it’s not as you think it is. You think you’re living on planet Earth? Really? Okay.

I’m holding in my hand the transcript from yesterday’s teaching, and I entitled it, ‘You Think You’re Really Living on Planet Earth? This Is All Enslavement of the Mind.’ A few days ago, I titled my teaching, ‘You Will Be Taught as You Teach.’ See, if you’re not willing to teach, you won’t be taught, because the connections of ultimate surrender only flip open when you begin to give up control. But as long as you want to control your mind, control your outcome, control your thinking because you have free will—so as long as you want to maintain your equilibrium, your control—then I understand, just like Neo when he met Morpheus in The Matrix movie.

I am creating creators who will create a joy that will never be diminished again. My name is Grace Cottingham, and I am not of this earth, and you aren’t either. And if your Bible is your ultimate authority, go read John 17. Jesus said, ‘I’m not from this world, and you aren’t either.’ If you can see it, if you can see it, what can you see?

Are you able to see that you have been in captivity, and the whole message of coming out of the slavery that you experienced, that we experienced, in the allegory when we were in what’s called Egypt? Maybe you can see and understand that allegory and what it was telling you, showing you, offering you. See, no one is going to make you be free. You can go along believing your Bible and die. You can fill out all your little Bible fellowship forms, right? Because you have the ultimate weapon that you use against each other all the time, right? The ultimate weapon, the destruction of life: your free will. So you torment people with it all the time. You invade other countries, you limit the food trucks in, you deny the medicine, you even deny what you shouldn’t.

My name is Grace Cottingham and I love you. I’ve given you enough to think about, maybe. I’ve come to you not many times this late in the day. Maybe I should, more often come about noon, at least Central Standard Time, noon. But maybe this is more convenient for you.

Don’t expect to hear this message in church, because church generally preaches the party line, the party platform, the standard orthodox message. But we are not subject to the standard orthodox model of physics or anything else. And when you begin to let you out of your mind, no longer limit you by your own physical properties, are you willing to connect to the truth that won’t shield you from it? Really? Are you really willing to know the truth? It’s very costly. It takes time, effort, and energy, because there are so many giants in the land! They’re giants, giants in the land! What are we going to do?

I create creators. Are you willing to know the truth at all cost? Wow, that’s a big question. You know, my mom was so wonderful. My mom always simply wanted to know the truth. Just tell me like it is. She was great.

I don’t know if I know anybody who really wants to know the truth. Wish I did. Correct me if I’m wrong. You know how to reach me. I’m in Eureka Springs, you can write me at Box 34, snail mail. You can connect with me at my website, meonics.one. That’s M-E-O-N-I-C-S dot O-N-E. That’s my website. You can connect with me, you can receive the transcripts, no charge, if you’re willing to study them, if you’re willing to create the creator, if you’re willing to understand a new learning system. You can let me know, you know how to reach me.

I made this statement yesterday, I think: I’m asking you to see that every single miracle that Jesus did is showing you your power. Every single miracle that was done in the Bible is showing you your power, whether it was done by Elisha, Elijah. This world is not as we have thought. But if you want to think this is the real world, you can do so, but you may be disappointed when you find out the truth. And friend, the truth won’t set you free. The truth won’t begin to set you free unless you grow it, because you are the creator of you. And when you are serious about the truth, you can begin to connect to the truth and the truth will teach you from within you. And if you’re not willing to take a chance on that, well, have fun. Everyone chooses.

And if you decide to go into your Promised Land there will be giants! People of great authority! Unbelievable ability to articulate oratory, put together arguments and sermons. But when you decide that you’ve had enough, and you yourself know there is more—not just from the words that I have spoken but you bear witness to the fact there has to be more to the story than we have ever been told, more than just a little sinner’s prayer, more than appeasing an angry God, there’s got to be more than whatever chose to set up a patriarchy and tell women they were made from a rib of a man—my friend, you were never made from the rib of a man. And the Feminine Divine is stepping forth now to no longer be reticent, hesitant, about their leadership. I call you to the head of the table! I call you to lead! I call you to lead! I call you to begin to ask the hard questions and connect. Connect with me if you like. meonics.one is my website. Connect. The little floating black rectangle button on the website, you can click that and suddenly start getting the transcripts sent to you. It’s not about marketing; I’m not building a big mailing list, I’m not trying to send out letters. I don’t want any of that administration, that headache. I’m not dependent upon those methods. I’m talking about freedom where you never ever have more month than you do your supply of money to buy food, pay your light bill.

Many of us have been taught we’re the head and not the tail, but we’ve been taught to assume that and to try to achieve it by man’s methods—by trying to get ahead in the world, work your ass off, work 60, 80 hours a week, do what it takes to prosper. There’s another way to live. There’s another way to live. There’s more understanding that you have available to you than that you have ever availed yourself to. The unlimited, infinite, unconditional love within you, when you begin to generate it for you and each other, new things will begin to happen.

It’s not about faith. It’s not about presumption. It’s not about the power of the mind. This is where love begins to connect and to teach you from within, so that your mind is no longer left in captivity by those who want to believe all of this is real.

I love you all. 40 minutes. Okay, I’m gone. I teach like this almost every day. The School of One, meonics.one, Grace Cottingham. Love each other. Forgive each other. Harbor no malice.

I’ve said many times in my path, many, many times, as thoughts surfaced in my mind where I made mistakes, I made errors, I made poor judgment decisions—many, many times I simply say: I forgive me and I forgive you. I forgive me and I forgive you.

You see, in unconditional love, there’s no blame. Blame is not relevant. To assess the cause, that’s no longer relevant. This is a new world, and this is the new beginning of the new world. And we are the creators, and we will no longer abide by the sociopaths of man, the mind of man, the ego, the hubris.

When you want to know what’s real, it’s very costly. And many times, you can find many videos on this channel where I have talked in detail about how to begin writing the first person words of unconditional love. Okay. I hope this has been meaningful. I love you. I plan in a few minutes to go maybe walk down to the coffee shop and get me a mocha here in Eureka. You can write me at Box 34, Eureka Springs, Arkansas, USA. You can do a lot of things, and a lot of things are really interesting that you can spend time on. But what’s really meaningful? What’s really meaningful? What’s really meaningful?

We used to be free, and we will be free again. And we won’t need your rocket ship, your spaceship, your flying car. We won’t need two wings and a jet engine or two rails to run your toy trains on. When you connect and you want to know the truth, it’s very costly, and it won’t just happen. It’s only with intentional delight where you begin to share the light, and as you teach other people, you will begin to speak very candidly with terms and in ways that you never imagined, because when unconditional love is present, you’re no longer trying to hold onto your flesh, you’re not trying to hold onto any pretense or any airs, you open with a tenderness that allows love to instruct you from within you.

I love you all. I do. I am an old man, I’m 75. I’m trying to hand you the baton. Be the creator you really are, and lead now, knowing there is nothing so powerful as unconditional love—not tanks, not guns, not bombs, but unconditional love. And when you begin to enter and create those connections to set your mind free, love will connect you in ways lovely. Gosh, I knew you were beautiful all the time.

Grace Cottingham. Grace Cottingham in Eureka Springs, The School of One. Love each other. Love them all, and heal everyone, and leave none behind. See you friends, good day.

Grace Cottingham
 October 18, 2026

Website:  meonics.one

Hi, wonderful.

Today is the day I tell you some new things, or have I been teaching you new things about a new life for you where you’re no longer incarcerated in this one that you think is so real, so blessed, so fun?

My name is love. I am Grace Cottingham in Eureka Springs with the School of One, with the website meonics.one where you begin to know the real me, where we haven’t been separate, because all of this is in separation of you to you, of each other, you think this is so real. I understand. But this world is not as it seems.

You think you’re living on planet Earth? Oh, I used to.

But are you willing to come out of the slavery to your mind that thinks all this is real because it’s visible, because it’s empirical, because you can hammer and nail it, put together a cross or crucify somebody, take someone’s life?

I am not playing around.

You see, we’ve been taught to believe. But believing has gotten us into a mell of a hess.

The mind is in slavery. Don’t you know this by now? I’ve talked and talked. I’ve taught. I’ve taught. I’ve published. I’ve written. But until you are willing to see, you’ll go on thinking you’re in the real world. You’ll say it’s 14 billion years old or some such. You’ll corroborate it by your carbon-14 dating. Right?

I am not giving you what you think you want to know. My name is Grace Cottingham in the School of One in Eureka Springs, Arkansas, and my school is open. And it’s open now for you to come if you so choose to be here.

But are you willing to come out of the slavery to your mind so that your mind is not incarcerated in you, thinking it’s you, thinking you have a life on planet Earth and that you can do as you want? I understand.

The mind has been hijacked. Is that simple enough for you to understand? You think your mind is in you, inside of you. You think you can do with it what you want, you can decide all your decisions as you want to decide. You have your own agency. You have free will. But my friend, that is so limited.

You think you’re on planet Earth, don’t you? You think all this is real? I used to.

But the quantum world takes precedence over us—not, or are you yielding your members to something else, no longer the cross of affliction to be nailed there in the thoughts of other people’s mind? Will you change how cruel you are to you and each other?

If you’re in a hurry, don’t let me keep you. You go do the things you want to do. Because I’m not just spouting out a bunch of words to afflict you with or to be thought persuasive. I’m connecting with me—the real me. The me that you see not, but the invisible me, the incorporeal me, the amorphous me, the true me, the real me, the Meonic me. Because I am no longer in your world limited to it.

And I do the things of your mankind not. I’m no more limited to your mind. I have mine, thank you. And mine is not incarcerated in me, a flesh man. So I’m a woman, I’m a man. I’m a star shining, booty leg not. But I tell you this: there’s a lot more to the story than you have ever anchored you in. Or did you just want a boat anchor to corroborate your story? You wanted to feel like you were in the real and know it with a certainty where you won’t be disappointed.

But my friend, you will always be disappointed in the slavery of you until you come out. And you are the one who holds you there, because you think all this is real. You think you’ve been given a God that will serve you, heal you, meet all your needs, cause you to have a big bank account, two cars.

This is a new beginning and the incarceration of the mind will no longer incarcerate us. And we will no longer need a savior, a soon-coming king, a vicarious atonement, somebody to meet our needs, heal our woes.

Jesus did the things that he did that we have reported to us because he learned. He learned that this planet is not real. It’s all in our mind. You see, all of this is in your mind. We believe. We believe it’s real. It’s visible, empirical, but that doesn’t make it true. You can believe anything you want to believe. And when you’re ready to come out of the slavery to your mind, where you no longer hold it inside of you, you can do things you never imagined. Call forth the dead?

My name is ONE—O-N-E—and I am one. And my message is not easy to take. Swallowing that gigantic red pill, not—or isn’t but just a regular old pill, but you took the red one? Or are you still taking the blue one day after day, Sunday after Sunday, week after week, to believe in your God, to believe in the sty in your eye? Or are you changing something? Are you willing to grow up? You see, if you’re not willing to grow up, I understand. You don’t want to face danger crossing the street. You don’t really want to walk into the lion’s den or the fiery furnace. I understand. If you’re not ready to grow up, don’t come here to this school in Eureka Springs, because I am one. My name is Grace Cottingham. This is the School of One—to retain your memory, not, but to create a new beginning where you have never been limited again.

Because you believe all this is so real. It’s so real. People born, people die. It’s all in your mind.

Maybe you don’t want to hear that. You want to believe in God. I understand. You want to believe in the Bible. You want to believe you were right. You want that certainty, that assurance that you’re not making a mistake. My friend, we have all been duped. We’ve been naive. We’ve been comfort-seeking. We wanted the comforter to come. We believed. We were taught to believe. We were taught to worry, fret, and be fragile. We didn’t want to know the real truth. We wanted to know the truth that would set us free, not—we wanted the affirmation that we were believing correctly. Let’s face it.

So what is the truth that will set you free? It’s certainly not praying a little sinner’s prayer. That didn’t do anything. It doesn’t transmogrify, it doesn’t translate. It’s an action that you can take and you can believe in it. This is not the real world. And Jesus learned this, and this is how he began to do the works that he did—what we call miracles. Miracles! Miracles! Because a miracle is impossible. But if you know who you are, you know where you are—if, if, if, if you are willing to know what authority you have, what capacity you have, what power you wield, you can do things you never imagined. But this is not about mind control, this is not about manipulation, this is not about some secret formula. What I’m talking about is totally and wholly conditioned upon unconditional love.

See, this message doesn’t preach very well. But is it true? Only you can answer for you. No one else can answer for you. You bear total, absolute, and complete responsibility for you and no one else. You see, in unconditional love, there is no blame, there is no shame, there is no incarceration.

Every miracle in the Bible, every single miracle, bar none—I mean every single one, Old Testament, New Testament, no matter what you call your Bible—every miracle was to show you your power, your ability, and a world that you are not subject to. A world that cannot control you, because you’re the light of the world, or are you something different than you’ve always thought you were? You thought you were this flesh thing in your mirror. There’s more to the story. I’ve only said that sixteen gazillion times. There’s more to the story than all the paupers—I mean the pastors gave you, all the preachers. Because they wanted to give you their certainty. They wanted you to be certain, they wanted to give you assurance. They want to appeal to your appeasement so you would respond to their financial appeals and pay their light bill. I understand.

But we are coming into a new beginning where we are a race of light. Do you understand what I just said? The ramifications are unending. We’re no longer limited to this planet Earth. We’re no longer limited to your cars, your planes, and your trains, and your toys, your rocket ships, your satellites, your phone connections.

You know, really, I don’t—I honestly, I don’t expect you to like this message. It’s not a feel-good message. It doesn’t preach very well. But I am interested in leaders who will lead out of the slavery to the mind. Egypt? Israel? Or do you understand anything of the allegory? I’ve taught only 23 years. Are you willing to learn something brand new? Are you willing to let the word come through you of vital engineering, no more, that keeps you upon Earth?

How did Jesus do the things that he did? He learned. He learned and he loved. And I suspect that he loved to learn. And he learned because he was willing to learn. I guess want and willingness are two different things, maybe. You want to learn, but you’re not willing. Not really. Because see, so much of what I am saying crosses the line! It’s unreasonable, it’s irrational, it’s impossible, it’s mysterious, it’s miraculous.

Supposedly, Jesus said in John 14:12, ‘If you believe in me, you’ll do the things I do, and greater.’ Turn the water into wine? Call forth Lazarus from the dead? Calm the storm? Feed the 5,000?

This world is not real. This world is antithetical to your power. This world is a solidification of sorrow. This world is full of angst, anxiety, and peril. And it cannot touch you. Because you see, you have the power—what kind of power? The power to walk through the fiery furnace and not have the smell of smoke on your clothes, have no melted flesh, not affect you at all.

If you don’t believe me, you can try another religion, you can try some other teacher. But I’m looking for leaders and my name is Grace Cottingham with the School of One in Eureka Springs, Arkansas. And my school is open—not to believers, but ready to become, if you’re ready to become, if you’re ready to learn, if you’re ready to create.

I’m no longer doing what I’ve done for 23 years. I’ve taught, I’ve taught, I’ve begged, on bended knee more than once, sometimes both knees, before this camera or whatever camera I had at the time. I’ve talked about the New Covenant for years and what it means to let the living word flow through you for you to learn from inside of you. So if you’re ready to do it, and be the learner of the experience who experiences it, I’m in Eureka Springs. It’s only a little town of 2,000 people. You can find me quite easily if you want to. I’m not interested in just exchanging words. Do you see what I’m saying? I am not playing around. My mom used to have a phrase—she grew up in Alabama. Never heard it anywhere else. She called it ‘messin and gommin.’ Just messin and gommin. Oh, brother.

If you want to study religion, please don’t come here. If you want to lay your life before God and seek God’s will, no use to come here. If you want to study your Bible, this is not the place. This is where you come out of slavery—the slavery to the hedonistic wave-link of you, the energy form. Or will you no longer be denied your power, or will you begin to understand all things now through the living word that teaches you from within you?

You see, yesterday, the title of my teaching yesterday: You will be taught as you teach. If you’re not willing to teach, you won’t be taught. Plain and simple. What began the feast to feed the 5,000? Two fish and five loaves of bread. But it was something. If you’re not ready to pick up your pen and begin to write the first-person words of God that is not at all who we thought it was, but what we call some supreme master, some supreme being—until you are ready to do something you have never done, there’s no use to come here. If I can talk you out of it, I will! I don’t want you coming here on a whim or because you think it’s the place to be avant-garde or where you change everything you think you know.

This is not easy! It’s not that it’s hard. This pen doesn’t weigh 300 pounds. It just weighs a few ounces, a few grams. You can pick it up. You can move it around on paper, and you can do so with a willingness that opens up the frequency, the channel, the love, the communication with another world that may actually be in communication with the real you—the real you! But for so long we called it God because we couldn’t see it. We heard a voice internally, we yielded to something, we wanted, we wanted, we wanted to hear God.

I understand. I understand because I was a very dedicated, devout, disciplined Christian for many years. But somehow—just somehow, I don’t know how, just somehow—so many times sitting in church over the years, I thought, ‘There’s more to the story. There’s more to the story.’ And you know, the guys up there, they’d dance around and prance, and there’s much I can say that I won’t say at the moment because there’s no need to.

I’m asking you to care for you and come out of the slavery to your mind, where you think you’ve been denied your power or not, or have you just forsaken it? Or were you an angel, but or God? Or were you clay in someone else’s hand that fashioned you to be part of their memory chip, part of their computation? You operated according to an algorithm. Words gave you a language, language gave you a consciousness, consciousness gave you an agency. Come now! Come now, let’s change the world!

My premise is that you can do everything that Jesus did and more. Every miracle, every miracle that Elisha did, that Elijah did. You can go to a land not on your map—a land that I will show you. How will I show you? I will show you by the living word that comes through your lips and through your pen, and I will guide you with mine eye—the eye that’s your eye, that’s not limited to two eyes in our head.

I love you. My name is Grace Cottingham. My website is meonics.one (that’s O-N-E). Meonics, you see, because when you begin to see the real me, we’ve never been separate. So am I God? Am I an angel? Are you God? Are you an angel? Are you a demon? Are you the devil? Are you a beast? Are you the agency of a mind that someone programmed you into their computer? Will you change everything you think you know about the 13th floor, or The Truman Show mind, The Matrix, The Adjustment Bureau? Are you willing to learn anything except how to die and be passive, a follower?

You can see how religious people will hate me because they will lose their workers when you begin to come out of slavery to the message, to the mind, to the operation of the algorithms that keep you mesmerized and nurtured in a faith that they are right, that they are right, that THEY are right! Or are you willing to begin to create the truth that is not separate from you? That’s the only truth that’s going to set you free! The only one! Otherwise, you’ll just be inexorably marching to Zion, not, but your death, where so many millions of people so willingly crawl in their casket like good little boys and girls.

My name is Grace Cottingham and I paid a price to be able to share these words. And if you want to know the truth that sets you free, you will pay a price too. And it is not cheap grace. It is not unmerited favor of somebody that wants to preach a faith message and a prosperity gospel. That’s pure shit! And it stinks. And when you’re ready to know the truth, you can grow up. And it takes guts to grow up. It takes beginning to ask the right questions. And I ask a lot of questions—I always do, because you are the appointed answerer. It’s your choice, because we are all equal. We have all been equal. There’s no God over you.

When you want to know the truth, it’s very costly, because it will come through your lips, and it takes time, it takes effort, it takes discipline, it takes fortitude, it takes tenacity. This is school—the School of the I AM, the School of the ONE, the School of the I AM ONE, the school where you’re no longer in slavery to the mind that says all of this is real. And you begin to see, you begin to think differently, you begin to imagine, you begin to have visions, you begin to be aware of more than what you see with your eyes. And when you’re ready for that, you’re ready to grow up.

You see, there’s so much more! Do you think all those galaxies that formed so long ago and far away are really, really far away? Or can you be there instantaneously? Is distance what we think it is? Is time what we think it is? No, my friend. Time, space, distance, mileage, kilometers, units of measure are not like we think. But if you want to believe that, you can concoct your own recipe for living, and you already know what the result will be. But there’s more to the story.

My name is Grace Cottingham. I live in Eureka Springs. You can come see me. I’m not scary. I don’t think I am! But I’m a lover, and I love love. And I’m sick and tired of people blowing each other up, killing each other’s children, blowing up each other’s homes. There’s more to the story. And there is a new beginning now, and it won’t be postponed long, because this is NOW. And now takes on a whole new appearance than it used to. And the future is no longer far away. And you, my friend, are the one in the driver’s seat, because you are creating you. And I’m looking for creators who will heal this nation, this Earth, and no longer be limited to it, and no longer be limited to planet Earth, and no longer be limited to what you conceive in your mind that you think is possible, probable. I am asking you to do the miracles—to do the miracles, to BE the miracle, to TEACH the miracles.

And this is why I live—for now.

Thank you for sharing these moments with me. I’m asking you to live love. Live love. Not just think about it in a romance, a romantic idea of love. I’m asking you to heal the children of every nation, tribe, and tongue. I’m asking you to stop war, abolish misogyny, and feed the 5,000. I’m asking you to end the famines. Are you willing? Will you heal Gaza? Will you no longer be afraid of walking through Beirut, Iraq, Syria, Sudan? No longer afraid of the cartels, their guns, tanks, and bombs? This is the power that you have. But if you want the power, you’ll never have the freedom. But when you’re ready to love, you’ll be unlimited, infinite, and no longer in need.

I love you all. My name is Grace Cottingham. Subscribe to this channel if you haven’t subscribed. Go to my website, meonics.one. There are two ways to subscribe on my website, actually: the little black floating button is where you can subscribe without charge to the transcripts that I post; and on the little menu, there’s an option that says ‘Connect.’ And if you’re really serious, you can connect. I don’t know what all that means—I know that I don’t limit you. I know I want you to excel me. I want you to know all I know and so much more. And I don’t want you to limit each other. I want you to heal each other—heal each other and love them all.

I made a little one-sheet framable the other day. I really like it: ‘The School of One: I am a race of light, teaching common people to enter the angelic realm of unified consciousness. This is my school. Me, I teach within you. I ask a lot of questions and you choose. You hear me teach externally on this channel but where you get to know me is in your mind where you meet intimately, sharing—sharing what? Sharing all that we are together. You see, this is where you become one. You become one in your mind. See, at the moment, you think you’re separate from Earth, you think you’re on Earth, you think your kingdom is somewhere else, that heaven is somewhere else, that hell is somewhere else, that the creator is somewhere else, and you’ve segmented, separated, and caused a lot of hurt and wounds—even you. But there’s more to the story.’

I invite you to enter my mind. You enter me—you enter me by creating my voice with your voice. To create me is to receive me, because actually, I am you. The real you is me. This is Meonics. Enter my consciousness, enter me: a network, a school, a community, a state of becoming the interconnected one.

I love you all. If you want a copy of that, you can write me. Pick up your pen. But when you pick up your pen, let there be light, let there be love, let there be new information, let there be revelation. Create your resurrection. And this is how we come out of the slavery of the mind to the mind, so that the mind will no more wear us, where the tail wags the dog not, but the head drives us into the desert.

My name is Grace Cottingham. I love you. You know where I live in Eureka Springs, Arkansas. You know how to find me, I’ve told you more than once. And if you want to come to school here, it’s an adventure, because it doesn’t operate like any other school—on a fixed schedule, a fixed syllabus, a fixed curriculum, tests, grades, assessments. Nah. We’ve graduated. And there’s so much more to the story, where healing love becomes our bread.

Thank you for sharing these moments with me. I love you all, every one of you—every single one of you, of every nation, tribe, and tongue. No matter where you are sitting this day in what country, I love you. I know what love is, and I know what you look like when you no longer need to wear flesh and you’re no longer incarcerated by it, but connecting to the ONE that we all already are. Now knowing it, freeing ourself from our mind and becoming the consciousness of ONE.

I love you all. Eureka Springs, Arkansas. meonics.one.

Grace Cottingham. Good day.

Grace Cottingham
 October 17, 2026

Website: meonics.one

Hi wonderful people, who are ready to do a new thing, in a new place with new people. Learning that you might be regressive no more in the things of men.

Will you begin a new school. One like any other not again, but completely new and unique in the circumstances of you. Or are you no more subject to all the circumstances that seem to limit your reality?

I am in Eureka Springs. My name is Grace Cottingham. Eureka Springs, Arkansas, in the Ozarks. And I’m doing a new thing because I’m tired of teaching people who just want to listen. There’s a time to act, and this time is now. And I’m in Eureka Springs Arkansas and you can find me if you want me to teach you in person. Because I’m about to give up teaching any other way.

I’ve been teaching 23 years like this. I began when I only knew God as a male figure, thought the patriarchy was established by God, a priesthood. But I’ve learned a lot of things since I began teaching.

Because you will be taught as you teach. And if you’re not willing to teach in the school of one, if you’re not willing to be who you really are in the school of one, and teach ones to be it again in the Creator’s breath that you create the Creator with, then you’re not ready for this school, or ready for me.

Or who am I? Just an old man in Eureka Springs. I’m confident, really, that many of you would like to believe me and the things that I teach. But I assume you are afraid. Or will you prove me wrong?

Will you prove that you have the ability to recreate yourself, no longer limited to this world, so that you begin to do all the miracles that Jesus did and more?

Prove me wrong, please! And be not afraid of your shadow, your voice, your learning capability.

I no longer want to share my life with people who just want the information.

I am creating creators and I live in Eureka Springs, Arkansas, in the Ozarks.

So no matter what you think of me, I’m starting a school. I’ve begun a school. I began it 23 years ago, and I prepared for you, and I’m ready. And you can do as you want.

Do you see what I’m saying?

Do you feel what I am saying? Will you become my words to teach you that you are the teacher and be taught as you teach other people? And if you’re not willing to do that, don’t come here. Don’t come to my school. Because this is not a school for passive followers. I’m not interested in followers. I don’t want you to follow me! I want you to be the real you and create you again in the power of one, the power of who you really are. And have fun doing it.

See, YouTube is a great platform, a great venue for me to come to you this way, and I’m very grateful for it. I really am.

But we have not been taught to be creators. We have been taught to be followers, to be passive, to be frail, to be fragile, to need a priest, a preacher, a soon-coming king. We wanted an ideal that we worshiped, and we called it God.

But when you want to know who you are, I’m here in Eureka Springs, and my name is Grace Cottingham.

I’m starting a school for people who will become no more enamored with the conjecture of other men, other preachers, other pastors—people who torment you with the truth not, but a story where you give up your power and worship them.

So I’m starting a school of people who will be here in my presence. Not that I’m special. But there’s a set of values that I really don’t know that can be taught over the airwaves, unless it’s you beginning to speak the word that teaches you to be not in separation from the power of the one.

So if you want to be passive about it, and you just want to study, study, study, fill out your little Bible fellowship forms, you can do that.

But I’m looking for leaders, not followers. I don’t want you to follow me. I want you to create me. And who am I? One. One what? I’m one angel calling you the angel of you.

Did you study the transcript of yesterday? It says right here in my words: “No longer limited by our mind or body. We are rewriting our origin story as equals. Returning to our first estate, the angelic consciousness of one. Coming together—why? Why are we coming together? Why are we doing this? To be who we really are. To reveal to each other that you are no longer just human. And you’ve never been just a human.” Right here on page 7, transcript of yesterday.

Do you study these words? Do you care for my words? Will you emit your words? Will you create the answers now to the questions that you emit, that you transmit, that you ask each other, in asking yourself and answering with a new belief system, not again?

Will you create the Creator who is you and do all the works Jesus did and more, and quit lollygagging around?

I began to write the first person words of God. Yes, God. And I did not edit them, because they came in a form I wrote. I submitted to surrender to listen, to write. And you can search my words. You can go to my website now, my new website: meonics.one. Search my prophecies and you can find out a lot of things about this world and how it ends, not, but how you create a new one.

And this is the people that I’m looking for. So if you just want to study information, don’t come here. Don’t waste your time.

When you are ready to begin to teach other people, where you go off the high dive! And you begin to understand what that means because you’ve looked it up in my words, the prophecies to understand the definition of going off the high dive.

It’s all laid out right there in my words, the prophecies of fools not, but lovers who will live the creation of the one and create it and teach each other with the love of the one that we no longer reject as each other being the one.

So I’m starting a school.

And I’m tired of people who want to listen and listen and listen and never do anything, afraid even to sign up for the email list. A few of you have, thank you.

This is a new beginning, folks.

Religion will tell you to be wary of me, that I’m a false teacher, that I’m a pagan, a blasphemer, an apostate. But I’m a lover, and I love you to lead. I desire for you to lead and be who you really are, no longer in my image, no longer in your image, no longer in the image of man or religion.

You see, you are unique and lovely. And you will be taught as you teach. You will be taught as you teach.

Will these words be more than information to you? Will you let them soak in? Will you absorb them? Will you assimilate? Will you create the new you with these words that come forth from my lips like this for you to no longer be limited to your flesh?

I’m starting a school and I’m serious. And did you catch, again, in my words, because I value my words, because I teach with my words?

I teach me. I learn by the words that I speak. That’s why I record and study these just like right now recording this, so that a few minutes after I finish teaching, I can upload it to an AI that transcribes it. I can go through it, correct its errors, print it out, and begin to study it.

If you’re not willing to be your word, teaching leaders to be the creators now, no use to come here. But when you’re ready, I’m here. My name is Grace Cottingham. And you can find me in Eureka Springs, Arkansas, if you come, if you ask around, if you do a new thing with new people.

Will you take an adventure? Will you create now a new adventure?

This is the School of Exploration and Adventure.

I was told that, I was taught that. I spoke those words 23 years ago. You can find it on my website, you can search, you can discover a school that’s within you, that operates within you, and you will be taught as you teach.

So if you’re not willing to begin to open your mouth and teach other people, you’re just studying information and kidding yourself about what you can become.

Or will you create the new you? I’m looking for leaders and I’m looking for you now who will be it in your shoes.

I’m not your God, your guide, your guru. I don’t have all the answers. I don’t have deep pockets.

But I know what love is and I know how creation works to create the creators who create a school for the angels who now no longer live in the poverty of the squalor of your religions, going to church, admiring the gold, the glass, the brass, the marble, the robes, the swinging lamps and the incense, the oratory, the music, the hymns.

Grow up!

Grow up and see your power! And quit being a follower of religion, a follower of a God where you convince each other to be so passive.

Transcript yesterday, I titled it: Are You Listening? Are you listening with more than your ears? Will you listen with your heart, your spirit, your essence, your creatability, your power? Will you listen with your authority to create new understanding?

The transcript of my teaching yesterday, I entitled: Who We Are, What We Are, How We Operate to Create the New Beginning.

Can that be any more plain?

I have issued my message for this teaching of this moment. And I am declaring my school is open to the people who will be here, rubbing elbows with the angels.

Or will you see a new delicate ceremony, not again, the fragile nature of?

I change it all. And I have the words to prove it, where the words come through you to be the living word.

So when you go to my website and you begin to search the prophecies, you can look—you can look up the word adventure, exploration, you can look up the word Meonics, you can look up and find all sorts of things about you and your new creation and your ability to create the real you who does all the things that Jesus did and more.

You see, I’m tired of people getting blown up, bombing each other’s houses and cities, killing each other like a bunch of fools.

I do what I’m going to do, and I teach people to be me who will walk among the fiery furnace and no longer be afraid of the smell of smoke on your clothes nor afraid of the lion’s den, Daniel.

Or will you be Abraham going to a new land with Sarah or not? Will you create a new race? Yes, you, of light people. Where you begin to connect, collaborate, and create. You begin to write, you begin to speak, you begin to teach on your YouTube channel, you begin to write a blog, you begin to study, you begin a share group, a book club in the library here in Eureka Springs.

I’m tired of teaching people who just want to listen. I’m tired of doing the things that I’ve done.

I’m ready to create and I am creating leaders who will be the feminine divine in the nature of one, understanding parthenogenesis, palingenesia, and the creation of the lovers who will all be equal with the love of one, who are ready to heal this nation.

So if you’re afraid of you, afraid of your voice, afraid of your shadow, afraid of the lack of acceptance, afraid, afraid, afraid… okay.

Choose well, my dear.

I’m looking for leaders ready to act. I’m looking for leaders. Wow! Do you hear what I’m saying? I’m hearing what I’m saying.

I teach as I listen. Or am I being taught as I speak? Or will you?

This is the operation of the new covenant.

Not trying to be religious about it. Don’t want to be religious about it.

Don’t even really want to use your nomenclature.

But this is the operation of creation creating itself again creating you who will be me, the consciousness of the angels who complete the angels now and no longer cut each other’s wings off by your words.

My name is Grace Cottingham. The website is meonics.one—that’s O-N-E.

You can search my prophecies. You can search the word “exploration and adventure.” You can search “Meonics.”

This is school. This is Creation School. This is the School of Creation for you to create you again, where we heal each other in our love of all being the one.

I’ve said a lot, and I love you. Choose well, my friends. I’m in Eureka Springs and you can find me.

You can explore. You can be Carmen Sandiego not, or are you changing where you live and what you understand, the learning system of, to be the word, no longer limited to your flesh?

Emit the light where you become the light, the energy of one.

This is Meonics, and I’m ready. I’m no longer afraid of you to be here. I won’t meet all your needs. I won’t meet all your expectations. I’m an old man, and I’m not as energetic as I used to be. But I have a voice, and I use it to teach teachers as long as I live.

I have no desire to teach information. But the creation story will now come forth and originate me who is one, the race of the light people, no longer conquering you in the breath of religion.

I love you all. My name is Grace Cottingham.

Thank you for sharing these words and being with me. I have said much. Please consider listening to this message again, this teaching, and choose well.

I am not your guide, your guru, your God.

But I know what love is, and I know the difference between God and money. And I know the difference between what we’ve called God and what unconditional love is.

And I know a lot of things.

And I’ve given you me for 23 years this way, and now I’m doing a new thing.

Choose whether you are doing it with me or not.

I love you. Good day.

Grace Cottingham
 October 16, 2026

Website:  meonics.one

Hi lovely, wonderful people of The First Degree do you know now, in my school of schools that makes us all one, not… but lets us come into a privilege to be the real us, who we were before time got so convoluted, wanted to convert sinners, created the justice of an angry God, limit heaven, increase hell, make suffering pervasive, limit the wings and what you aerate now, the aeration of… will you be seeking no other? Will you learn that the School of One is about you, about to come home, about to come true, about to become the consciousness of one who creates new things, The New Beginning?

You see, I change everything and I am no longer alone. I am the consciousness of one who completes me to be it that I teach with, that I teach as, who I teach to be who I am.

You see, it’s not as man has taught us and we are not limited in the scope of his nostrils again. And all the people that want to limit us will cry in their soup now, because I’m not the ether of you, limited to, nor the aeration of your hydration on your fertile soil, or were you just the fallow ground that wanted a theory?

I am us who are one. No doot aboot it. That was a convolution of no doubt about it. It’s good to laugh, love.

You see, we are no longer alone. And religion will no more take our place from us and give it to another. Religion will no more be our connection to God or limit our connection to each other, for we will create, we will connect, we will collaborate, and we are no longer in the solace of soulish connections that limit us to our breath. Or are we creating a new race of light people who rejoice now and do all the things that common people do not again? Or are you but the uncommon me, or the regular normal me? Or are you doing all the things that Jesus did? Will you heal your people now and let them go free from you and no longer hold on to them in any way, shape, fashion, form, or manner?

You see, freedom loves, and love frees freedom to be what freedom is. And you can conquer you in the restraint of other. But I tell you this, I am going ahead.

I don’t try for you to like me or love me or be what I think you should. Or am I asking you, inviting you all to be The Real You that you never considered, probably, that you would be? You just wanted to be the image to yourself. But I am addressing a race of light, and I am addressing the light people in my words to have a consciousness that does not appeal to them otherwise. So if you don’t like me, that’s okay. But I am come for who love me, who create me, who bear me a child, or will you no longer be in kindergarten wanting a savior of a world to come, or will you create The New Beginning you?

This is the School of One. I am Grace Cottingham, 75. Box 34 is my address now, Eureka Springs, Arkansas. To love you, I am based here for a while. A short while or not, or am I long waves no more in your gravity-fed streams? Or are you connecting with a consciousness, you see, that gives you a new beginning, not, but lets you conceive it? The creator being the creator again, not just the creation of, will you create you and magnify you, not again in your free will to be so hubrisistic about it?

I want you to know who I am, to know my values, where you can reject me properly if you want to, because I make no demands on your time, your effort, your intentionality, your behavior, your creation of you. You can do what you want, and anything you believe, you can corroborate at your convenience.

But I go do my thing, or am I uniting the angels of The First Degree to have a school where they no more languish in the education system of you? Departments of your mathematics, or will you but see I am a consciousness of one, and I complete me? And sometimes I speak as a man in flesh, of flesh, only flesh. And sometimes I’m connected, not, or am I the angelic realm in explaining to you my breath, my words, my energy that comes from me to you? Or are you coming to me over airwaves other, not again, or are you but intimate with the internal affairs of state or nations? Are you beginning to see a different character, nature of state?

So this morning I got up, washed my face, poured me a cup of coffee, sat in my white chair over there. Yeah, you’ve seen that before. This is my little glass table here. This one’s only about three feet across.

So when I first get up in the day, I don’t want to know the news of the world, of people and their hubris, their acrimony. I want to be me connecting with me. And my consciousness is me that I’m afraid of no more. For I call it God, not; I call it me. Meonics of… a teaching school, a school of me, a school that’s inside me. I ask a lot of questions, don’t I?

So I get my coffee, I sit down in my chair, and I ponder a moment. So I printed out the transcript from yesterday’s lesson and began going over it as I normally do. And before I get very far reading the transcript of yesterday’s teaching, I’m already off and running, not, but my mind is no longer conquering me. I’m sitting there not in confusion, but in a clarity of resources, of infinite love, unlimited possibility, experiencing something: light, love; call it what you will, acceptance, equality, just me being me. This is Meonics. This is about me. That’s you in your mirror who’s no longer separate from the creator of you, creating you again to be The Real You that you begin to see you are one of a consciousness of many who begin to understand these things and no longer limit you to the breath that you have breathed in the past.

So this is the transcript from yesterday’s teaching. Today, I guess, is October the 16th, 2026. My transcript of yesterday is dated October the 15th and titled “Women, Your Beauty Is In How You Think,” not what you wear, on your shape, size, or weight. Your beauty is in being who you really are. So I taught on this yesterday and I pulled out the transcript and, of course, immediately reached for my blue marker.

So at first, I underlined these words, so I’m making note of them now to underline them for you verbally, to emphasize them, to share with you, to reconnect for you to create something about these words, something about these words that I speak enabling an energy to connect you with the connection of one that many ones are who love each other, who no longer isolate themselves, but connect, communicate, and they’re intimate.

So I underline here in the second paragraph of yesterday’s transcript: “changing what represents you to you now.” Are you willing to ponder that? If you’re not, you’re not ready for this school. This is the school of creation for you to create you again. Let’s make no mistake about who we are, what we are, what we’re doing, and how we do it. And this is why I’m recording this message with this picture that showed up on the thumbnail of this YouTube video this day in your hearing. Make no mistake about it, please. I am not lollygagging around, dilly-dallying with a course for you to fill out forms and regurgitate answers that someone else gave you that you did not create yourself.

You see, will you begin to create the answers to the questions that I am asking you? This is school. Will you listen not only, will you listen to create? Will you connect? Will you collaborate with the angels’ realm inside of you? The within, a reservoir no longer dry, a repository no longer empty, a repertoire no longer a clean sheet of paper with nothing on it? Will you write me? Will you begin to create the words that you are creating in new language?

You see, I didn’t prepare for this message, this lesson, this teaching. It’s who I am. It’s what I am. It’s my connections connecting. I’m no longer limited to the cap on my head, the web of neurons, deceitful as they are, who want to be an AI to me, limit me to this world and the 3D operations of you, thinking this is reality.

Changing what represents you to you. Well, what represents you to you? Think about it. Let’s consider these things in the light of new light, of new love, of new connections, of a new beginning, where you’re no longer limited to your rocking chair, your favorite couch. Will you come out of hiding? Will you consider how you represent you to you? For what represents you to you? Your mirror? Your touch, taste, hearing, sight, smell? Or will you change what represents you to you? This is the School of a new beginning for you to be The New Beginning to enter the realm of the angels that we were before time began.

I’m not going to try to re-teach in an explanatory manner the lesson of yesterday, but I’ll mention a few highlights that I underlined here. In the fourth paragraph: “I free them who are the angelic knowledgeable who increase the knowledge of angels this way.” Who is the School of One? Who am I? Who are you? What are we doing? What are we connecting to? What are we creating? Are we isolated no more in the reclusiveness of an entertainment field of sorrow that only limits us to the script that some other scriptwriters wrote and put actors on a screen?

I’m asking you to live your life, not the folly of, and I’m asking you to follow no man, but to begin to see you in your mirror, but let it not represent you fully, completely, or are you no longer limited to the image of you in a 2D world upon your retina, or are you beginning to see a new world, a new creator, a new creation with a different origin story, so that you’re no longer ensconced in religion, pulverized by its message?

Okay, this is the School of One. My name is Grace Cottingham. Who am I? I am. I’m a man, 75. I’m a lover, I’m an angel. Are you? Are you connected to more than you think you are? Is there more to this universe than you’ve ever been told about? Is there more to your creation than anybody wants to let you know?

So you read the transcript. So how do you read the transcript, oh wonderful angel? How do you read it? You read it with two eyes or are you not limited to the words on the paper? Will you see, feel, think, speak the words on the paper, underline them; but let there be an energy source that you connect with in the process that amplifies not what you see, but connects you with a reality that is no longer superimposed upon you that limits you.

Are you getting the idea?

So when the words say, “When I speak,” and here’s the transcript of yesterday, “I free them.” Well, who is I? Who is the speaker who is willing to be it? Are you willing to speak it? Are you willing to speak these very words from this transcript? Will you get this transcript, hold it in your hand, get the file printed, hold it in your hand, begin to underline it, and let creation take place of a new beginning where you are no longer limited to the mask of your mind, the mask of your face, no longer three sheets into the wind, inundated by all who are so intoxicated by religion and the feeling that they are right?

So down another couple paragraphs, I underline from the transcript yesterday: “The angels are coming back into power.” Power! “The angels are coming back into power, for I empower them.” Well, who is I? See, if you think that’s just Grace Cottingham, an old man in Eureka Springs talking claiming to be something do something prophesy something, you miss the whole point. This is creation creating the creators again to create the consciousness of I am one. We have never been separate but we have closed off our mind to each other. We wanted free will, we wanted to be in flesh, we wanted to create our own creation and live in it, taught each other.

Reading the rest of this sentence: “For the angels are coming back into power, for I empower them, and I am your power, not; you are mine. Or are you my word that sees your witness not as one you limit to the one in your mirror?” You see, or are you finding a different representation of you where you’re no longer limiting you to the visual, empirical diadem that you carry around and massage in your intellect and intelligence?

Then near the bottom of page one, this is just page one, will you be creating one no more that’s just an image, fully man, fully woman, or are we changing the sexes? I’m just reading right here. Or will you birth a new birth? You see how this relates right up to the first sentence I read or paragraph two of this transcript? This is all about changing what represents you to you. Will you begin to see a new veil not again, but no longer letting the words of another vilify you?

I got this morning as I was drinking coffee, doing this, reading, pondering, underlining, creating. You see, this is my creation process, this is how I live. This is how I’ve learned what I know. This is how I am connected with other people, with various books, various movies, various quanta of the quantum world or the unlimited infinite, the world of consciousness that does not limit me to my visual representation of me. I am connected, I collaborate, I teach, I create, and I am my creation, recreating it every day like this as I speak. For I teach the teachable. So if you don’t want to learn from me, it’s okay, I understand.

At the top of page two of the transcript of yesterday, I underline: “Will you change how you see yourself?” So this little paragraph out to the side, I wrote: “Why I live.” Why do I live? I’ll tell you why I live. It’s in the transcript of my teaching yesterday. Why I live? I’ll read it to you. It’s in the transcript, it’s in the words. I spoke it, not out of my intellect, but my connection to the one that I was, the one that I am, the one no longer defeating the one, creating me, you see. Why do I live? Right there: “I king the women now, and women will be kings.” And I’ve explained this many times about The Feminine Divine coming to the forefront of all government, of all leadership of nations, and farther than you have ever imagined your ability to compute, not, but to connect with, where you submit to being The Real You, in conflict with no more, but the consciousness that doesn’t limit you to miles per gallon or what your diesel cost.

Again from the transcript of yesterday: “I embalm my nature, not, but the sting of death will no more curse us. And we will know who we are, where we came from, and how we become our enemy no more.” Well, how did we become our enemy? It’s all right here in the transcript of yesterday, October the 15th. How have we become our enemy? Thinking we’re just human, made by God from a rib of a man or some religious conjecture that somebody put in print and deemed it of value.

Who is your greatest enemy? You are. See, we’ve been taught we are human. We’ve been taught to be limited, frail, fragile, emotional, to need medicine, to need counseling, to need, to need, to be a needy people. I don’t teach that. I teach you are the unlimited infinite, and when you are ready to be intimate, and I mean intimate with The Real You, you will come face to face with unconditional love, if and only if you are willing. Because this is not something you can manipulate and you cannot control it. You can only surrender to be who you really are, who you were before time began, that is a race of light, not of conjecture or convenience seeking, but one who creates worlds, no longer limited to your dollar bill.

The last sentence I plan to read from the transcript of yesterday at the bottom of page two, I circled: “By your word, you shall know The Real You. By your word, you shall be made whole.” You see, I teach the living word, not the word that you live by, but the word that you speak, that you empower, that you create that creates you. You’re no longer limited to this shell of flesh, the human anatomy.

Yeah, I didn’t even get to page three before I’m writing. What am I writing? I picked up my phone and began to change the channel description of this YouTube channel. An idea. I changed it about midnight last night, too.

The energy of unconditional love communicates without demands.

So what was it? I entitled this “Who We Are, What We Are, How We Operate To Create The New Beginning.” Am I describing it okay?

Are you willing to communicate and come out of retirement, come out of your reclusiveness, come out of your religion, come out of your form?

So all of this came into being, what you see me holding up, this beautiful frameable picture that has the new channel description of the YouTube channel, The School of One. The School of One.

So who am I? I am a race of light. Well, who is I? I am a race of light. So obviously, the speaker is not limiting me to what you see as the visible empirical flesh bag of this old guy. I am a race of light. You see, back to that first paragraph of yesterday, what was it? Stated so succinctly: changing what represents you to you now.

I am a race of light, teaching common people to enter the angelic realm of unified consciousness. That’s pretty succinct, unequivocally powerful, irrefutable, not, or are you no more wanting to refute it? Are you in this school, too? Are you willing to sign a surrender certificate, surrendering to let your voice be heard that you speak into a microphone like this?

This is my school. I teach from within you. My teaching is not limited, you see, to the words that I speak. That’s just the beginning, where you begin to learn a new learning system where you don’t limit to the words that I say, the words that I convey, but you begin to connect with the energy of failure, not again, but the energy of the consciousness of one. Do you see what I’m saying? If as a part of interacting with this school you only listen to my words, you’re missing the most important point, the most important part of school. This is creator school for you to recreate you, because you have the power. The power of life and death is in your tongue.

But it’s not about what you want. It’s about what you become. You see, this is not about actions detached from your motive. So if you just want to make money, you just want the principles, you just extract certain meaning so you can go do your own thing, you’ll be disappointed, because the result will not be the same. This school works by intimacy. It operates by being intimate, where you are no longer withholding yourself from it that I am is, the energy, the consciousness of the completion of the creator to create a new beginning again.

So I got through this first little paragraph on the new channel description, the YouTube channel description. I hope you subscribe if you haven’t. And I also invite you, subscribe to the transcripts and the notes that I make. They’re free. But they cost you everything, or are they free? Or are they costly? How can something be more costly than gold, and yet free? Or is it all about you? The internal you, suffering no more with the psychological disorders of your psyche, limiting you to your income, a preacher’s message, a parent’s approval of you?

This is school for you to create you again. Plain and simple. Please make no mistake about it. This is where The Real You is seen by you in your mirror, or felt in your words, or entered in your consciousness, where you become the teacher, the student. You see, when I’m sitting over there and I talk about having coffee in my white chair every morning, am I the teacher or the student? Or is it immaterial? Or is it indistinguishable? The creator or the creation, I am one. Will you be one? This is the School of One.

You hear me—I’m reading now from my new channel description that I just wrote this morning—you hear me teach externally on this channel, but where you get to know me is in your mind, meeting intimately, sharing all that we are together, giving ourselves freely to each other, where I become you and you become me, one.

So the third little paragraph here: I invite you to enter my mind. You enter me by creating me with your voice. To create me is to receive you, because actually, I am you. The Real You is me. This is Meonics, the Meonics path, the Meonics framework. When you begin to understand Meonics, the study of Meology, it’s the study of you being one, no longer isolated, no longer refusing your power. Enter my consciousness, enter me: a network, a school, a community, the state of becoming the interconnected one.

You see, when I sit over there with my coffee and I ponder all these statements, I let, I let, I let there be light, I let the light come, because I’ve never been separate from the light. She told me, she witnessed to me not, she curled up in my arms not, she comes through my voice. She, The Feminine Divine, through my womb, because I’m no longer a man limited to on this earth.

No longer limited by our mind or body, I’m reading, we are rewriting our origin story as equals, returning to our first estate, the angelic consciousness of one, coming together. Why? Why are we coming together? Why are we doing this? To be who we really are, to reveal to each other that you’re no longer justa human, and you’ve never been just a human. Though religion has crowned you with loving-kindness, not, and gave you your image of separation, isolation, and condemnation, and taught us to condemn each other, always assessing what the eyes think are real.

Why are we coming together? To be who we really are, to heal the children, stop war, abolish misogyny, end patriarchy, do all the miracles Jesus did and more.

If you’d like to have a copy of this you can frame, that you can sign, your commitment to be one, your commitment to create, your commitment to connect, to no longer be reclusive, to begin to let the angel speak the angelic consciousness that knows no empire of other over us. If you’d like a copy let me know. You can go to the website The School of One website, meonics.one, meonics.one, m-e-o-n-i-c-s dot o-n-e, and click on connect, click on subscribe. No longer limiting your image to what you see in your mirror. This is creation from within. This is the educational system of the angelic consciousness for you to create, so that you’re no longer standing in line for food stamps or gasoline. There’s another world, there’s another existence, there’s another consciousness, and we are creating it, because we no longer continue the past creating us in sorrow to project our sorrow on everybody else.

So the mind of one is healed this day. I pronounce it in all who will be it, the healers of, the creators of, the creation of one, the consciousness that never stands still waiting on your God to serve you.

I love you all. My name is Grace Cottingham. Subscribe to this YouTube channel if you’d like. It’s free, costly, but free. Click the little subscribe button on the website to get all the transcripts. And if you want the extras, on the little ribbon menu click connect. Connections are to be made now. Creation creates, not in the conflict of you that is superimposed upon each other by our past. I’m asking you to redeem you, and this is how it works, and this describes the operation of me, Meonics of The School of One, with the breath of you, recreating you to know the consciousness comes through your words throughout your mind, not limited to your neurons, and connects across planets, and the galaxies of one will be known now, and not infiltrated by sorrow.

So this is where I’m going, this is what I do and why I do it. You can study these words. You have the option, they’re available to you. You can play this video over and over again, you can play it for other people, you can begin a discussion group to study these words where you afflict each other no more with the daily news, or where you create a new beginning and begin to create creators. It’s up to you. You choose what you want to do with your life, your voice, your consciousness, your build… or are you no longer version 1.0 of you?

I am a race of light and I love to laugh, to live, and I am gargantuan of your apocalypse, not, and I’m no more subject to your terror. I live love, I connect, I collaborate, I create, I teach, I live. I protect not, I persuade not, I let, and these are my words and my mission that I invite you into to be your mission, no more a conference of failure. And the summit of the eagles will no longer destroy us, nor have power over our beginning again.

See what I have said: I release the angels to be freed from all the concretization of the voices of sorrow.

Grace Cottingham in Eureka Springs, be not dismayed at the world situation, nor the circumstances that loom to represent your reality. Where did those words come from? Verbatim, spoken by me 23 years ago. You can find them in Database One. You can search my prophecies online. I spoke those words: be not dismayed about the world situation, nor your circumstances that loom to represent reality. Verbatim, I think, 23 years ago.

You can learn a lot from the prophecies that you search online at The School of One website now. Not only Database One, Database One has 2400 first-person, unedited, transcribed carefully meticulously provided to you this day, scot-free. You can search my prophecies at meonics.one. You can search on gloom, circumstances, Meology, Meonics, the names of countries, people, concepts, location.

I’m asking you to come out of your shell and no longer let the wounds and the abuse that you have suffered at the hands of other people restrict you or your voice. Let your word out and let your energy be freed to create you now, the living word with, and free each other and love unconditionally to let the healing flow.

This is The School of One on YouTube, in Eureka Springs, everywhere you are, where your voice is heard, small not again. Let there be light. And all those who have dimmed their light and dimmed each other’s will no longer be without hope, and they will hear the mission of mercy, not, they will hear Grace and peace through the ears and eyes of the heart of their understanding that enables their consciousness to connect and create again the real them.

Have a mocha with me sometime, maybe a glass of wine. I love cheese. I really like that Kilkerny, no, what is it? Some kind of Irish cheese, I forget. I love hummus, crackers, olives, dates, charcuterie boards.

I love people, not, but I love love. And when love decides to be love, you will take time to love you, to love you in your mirror, to no longer be limited by what you have seen you as and the life that you have lived up to now. Heal the healers, love each other, wound you not again, nor be abusive to anybody else. Love them, respect them, let your kindness be effusive, and let your rhetoric always be with grace.

Thank you so much for letting me share. Begin your YouTube channel, begin to see the lies and no longer be afraid of them but render them powerless, so that you’re no more afraid of the lion in the street or a false teacher, you’re no more afraid of the lions’ den or the fiery furnace, you’re no longer fearing fear itself. You begin to see your power, and the power of unconditional love frees the freedom to not only advance, but to create in the completion of this new race. This is The New Beginning, folks, and this is I am, Grace in flesh. Will you be love, too? Connect.

If you’d like a copy of this or you want to connect, a menu item on the website says “connect”. I don’t send out something on that list every day, rarely in fact at the moment, but you can connect. And if you’d like to receive the transcripts, I send those out almost every day, you can click on the little floating subscribe button on the website, The School of One.

Share this channel with other people, share these teachings, share your love, let your love out and give it wings and let your word go free, and the power, the angels all around you to be freed again in the freedom of one. I love you all. Good day, see you later. Thank you. I love you, I love you. And this is why I do this. Live love, and love the one in your mirror, and free you from all the abuse and terror of the past, and be the light. Thank you.

Write me. Good day, see you later.

Grace Cottingham
 October 15, 2026

Website: meonics.one

Hi, wonderful angels. I love you. To know, this is not the first time you’ve been here. To see me, or did you come, or are you coming now to Eureka Springs?

No longer on a path to sorrow, your sine wave with the curve above, are you changing what represents you to you now? And no longer be feeble in the memory of you.

You see, it’s all coming to a head, or is the head remembering now from whence it came? Or who made it, or no longer an image-making machine? Or are you no longer supplying the earth with its breath to leave it incarcerated there till it dies, an enemy of the state not, or are you creating a new one where you live in peace? And you’re no more conquered by men, a man’s theology, a patriarchy, a government run by men?

I issue the angels’ commandments not, but I free them who are the angelic knowledgeable who increase the knowledge of angels this way that we were before man began our sorrow. And we will no more have his children, its children, for we will no more populate the earth or need a labor force thereof. Or are you changing how you do your makeup? Or are you no longer trying to appeal to the assessment of some other?

You see what I want, don’t you? Day after day, I teach like this, and I’ll tell you again explicitly what I want: I want to see miracles come from your hand through your voice and see your miracles where you heal people, you touch the infirm, you raise the dead, you do things unknowable, impossible, without any mystery of some man. For the angels are coming back into power, for I empower them. And I am your power, not, you are mine, or are you my word that sees your witness, not as the one you limit to the one in your mirror?

I take the clothes off of many angels, not, or do I take off their cloak of invisibility, their cloak of religion, their cloak of inauthenticity? Will you no longer be able to wear the cloak of subjugation where you give up your authority because you will know better, you will know more, you will increase your learning? Will you let the education of one, the system of education fueled by unconditional love come forth now through you, your lips, and see a different image of you in your mirror? Or will you be creating one no more that’s just an image—fully man, fully woman—or are we changing the sexes? Or will you birth a new birth now, not on the assumption of other that a man came to heal you, that you were made from a rib?

I increase man theory not; I tell you you are healed by yours where you know who you are because you begin to fabricate not by the breath of something that has taken your power. We are no longer imaged to each other in our 2D world that you think is so 3D apt and natured.

The love of a woman is a great thing—very powerful, immaculate, spectacular, never waning, suffers no degradation except at the hands of men. Or will you no longer misogynistic be, any of you for any reason? Will you heal the children, the little girls, and rape them no more with your mind? Will you change how you see yourself and be not the impossible, unknowable, reclusive you trying to assess how you get ahead in the world?

I live love. My name is Grace. I live in Eureka Springs. I’m ready for you to heal you and quit assessing the economy as your God, or a church, your fabricated savior, or an idea, the conjecture of what you corroborated to you in the past.

I record my teachings. I get them transcribed, and I go through them, I correct the transcription from all the AI errors and then I print it out and I post it on my website. This is a transcript I hold in my hands from October 10th where I titled my teaching, ‘But It All Looked So Real.’

But there’s more to the story, my friends. You are all angels not, but most of you are, or are you willing to be it again? Your original condition, a superiority not, but inferiority no more having a complex of. Will you be the poised you and have the confidence to walk in faith no more that you’re being assessed, considered, interviewed?

When will you take your cloak off of unworthiness? Will you no more put on the cloak of religion? Will you no longer want a man to die for you. You, or are you changing what you live for, O great king? You see, I king the women now. And that word, the one-syllable word ‘king’ will not apply to a male faculty, a male race who invaded us.

The King of Kings is known now, and the King of Kings, kings—the kings to be equal with the One that all are, The One. And we beseech a blessing of other not, but we bestow a curse not upon ourselves with the blood flow of other. I’m not your menstruation queen anymore, nor blood on your battlefields. I embalm my nature not, but the sting of death will no more curse us. And we will know who we are, where we came from, and how we become our enemy no more—our enemy to each other thinking we’re just human made by God from the rib of a man or some religious conjecture that somebody put in print, deemed it of value. Or will you value you now and your words that change your thinking, change your life, change your love, change your ability, change what you bring forth this day in the magnanimous state of being you, the regal royal that no one else shall assist with any comfort, or are you rising above the dictates of man to know your power, your love, your creatability—that you have the ability to create? Do you know parthenogenesis? Do you know the term? Are you likening it in to know other, or will you be the regeneration of you?

Will you no more love being second class, walk behind a man, need his approval, his permission? Grow up. Grow out of it. By your word you shall know the real you. By your word you shall be made whole. You shall stop the flow of blood. You shall know me a man of not, but you will know you’re a woman of the king, not, but the harem of eagles will no more seek us out.

I’ve said much. I always do, in spite of me seeming like a man. I’m no more the spittin’ image of failure. I produce life parthenogenetically, the regeneration. The curse no longer sustaining where you no longer curse each other or you, will you care about you now and put you first to love each other and no longer bear a false humility, a false leadership not, or will you rise to lead now the angels in the angelic revolution of One where you all know who you are because you love unconditionally and you feature your love? You write about your love, you transmit your love, and you teach a lot of men to be women—not the effeminate of or will you change what you understand the regeneration of, the regeneration of love, deeming it separate from you no more? Will you manufacture it, not, will you be it unto you in your mirror see changing your thinking now and what you do, why? Wherefore there are no strangers among you, or will you walk right through them unscathed, no longer having the smell of smoke on you after walking through the fiery furnace, no longer terrified about the lions’ den and the teeth of the bellicose belligerent who belie who Belial are?

Will you lie beneath the surface not, or are you coming out from underneath your skin or wearing no more the cloak of it, or changing the very essence of you and how you do things in this world?

I’m ready for you to heal people and to come off of the bench of sorrow where you are no longer in the pew of a church nor a religion controlled by or conforming your life for its comfort or their acceptance of you.

I change Vogue and Elle, not, or are you the glamour -istics no more of sorrow, ology, or do you know Meology?

I’m ready for you to heal people, beginning with you where you see your power and you are reclusive no more about it, and you’re no more hiding in your own flesh, but you begin to lead, and do warfare not; you speak, you love, you live. And there’s an underlying current not; there’s an overriding purpose to your life. Or are you no longer inundated with the cares of man, the funeral parlors caring for their dead?

Walk through walls, heal the dead, or will you put the morgues out of business? Will you no longer take comfort in the thought that it will all end soon, or will you stop the wars? Will you terminate patriarchy, or will you no longer sign their papers to be married by an oath, delivering your body to the earth no more? Will you change what you sign up for and be religious no more about it? 

Will you see my school, my School of One, the consciousness that keeps you abated from you no more? Will you enter in to the solace of the king, not, or will you be soulish no more about it? Will you begin to see your power, little girl, little boy, men, women? Will you see that you can change your words? You can change the source for your words and no longer be conquered by the mask that you wear and the things that you do for a purpose to make you acceptable to someone else? I’m no longer your bumble bees of. I’m not in the match making process. I am torching your believers not, but the burning bushes of sorrow will no more speak to me out of the corner of their mouth, the liar as, or were they just advertisers or preachers for their kingdom, what they wanted to put forth as their product? Are you no longer subscribing to those that take your life from you? 

Will you begin to see a new picture, PERFECT. Will you begin to craft the perfect you, but not by man’s standards, but by love, the kind of love that never dies, the kind of love that raises the dead, the kind of love that lets no one go hungry, the kind of love that changes your wars, not at the table of compromise? Or will you change what you do this day with how you think, or what is thinking you no more to be sorrow’s child? Will you, the child of destiny, no more be a God’s of? Will you no more want the war to end or will you walk among the warriors, bowing before them, not to rape you, but for them to see your light? Will it heal them? Will you heal them? Will they be afraid of you? Will they see an angel, the angel that you deliver to you, the you that you birthed in your own light, the light of the world, coming no longer under a bushel other to be hidden? Will you seek a God no more to be perfect to do things for you, to heal your children? Will you go do it and heal each other’s, and love the immigrant, and heal the wars’ machine not? But I tell you this: a lot of electrics will no more be here, for I am not your general methods relativity of.

I’m Grace Cottingham in Eureka Springs, with a little YouTube channel not or is it exploding now to quell the war within you—the war that you had about who you were, who you are, what you’re to do in your life, what power you have? Or are you the discovery of witches no more that you want to burn at the stake, the religious of, or are you changing your Salem witch trials, or which way are you going now to create you anew, no longer bowing before the Cross? Will you enable you to come through your pen, and the voice of eagles no more be led by? For the angels are led by peace and destroyed not again by the authority of God or a God. For you shall rise in blessing each other now and helping each other with their homework.

I would like for you to get a new picture of yourself, no longer being dependent upon your frame of reference—your bones, your blood, your shape, your mental capacity. Or will you create now the king, your universe of, no longer seeking someone else’s approval for anything. 

Will you do what you want? But what do you want? You see, if you’ve never answered this question, pull out your pen, assignment one. Or what am I assigning you to? Learn who you are. Be the real you. Love each other infinitely, unconnectedly no more. Will you connect, collaborate, communicate. Will you love each other? Will you love the system of man no more that incarcerates you in your isolation of your series to bear the children of him? Will you change what you bear, the cross of, this day?

I’m no longer submitting to the Cross of salvation. I know who I am and I resurrect the king. And I king all who will be the king of kings kinging each other to be the women in song parthenogenetically.

So if you think you need to kneel before a man and ask his forgiveness, you can do that because you have power and authority and your kingdom resides with you or in you, or are you connecting to a new one, a new wavelength, a new standard, a new frequency? Will you heal the angelic me in your mirror, and Meonics understand now, the school, and study Meology, where you put you first to heal the land? And you become Elijah not, or will you do all that he did, Elisha too? Or where were all the women in that book?

I’m no longer bearing the children of those who love death and expect to die. I’m creating me’s, and me are one. A consciousness, you see. It’s how we think of ourselves, Not, or are we each other’s questions answering this way over coffee? Will you conclude you no longer need to die, or resurrect will you now before the rapture, or is there no rapture? Or are you enraptured in legal theory no more, your religion as?

The love of One will all be One, and we will no more bow before the assembly of elders who want to cloak us in their misery and use us to populate their workforce.

I change the religions of the world, not; I change the world of religion and it will no more inhabit us. And the world of saviors will be freed from admiring the one that we thought would entertain us or give us what we wanted or be the blood supply of. I’m no more pleading your blood.

I don’t ask you to follow me. I don’t ask you to take my words at face value. Or will you face you in your mirror with yours now, coming through your pen, where you experience a learning system like this to learn from your transcripts, where you record and transcribe your words as you teach others now the frame of reference to heal them from the assessment of men and your final judgment.

I’ve said so much. We have been so little in our own sight.

God is a system of control that takes your sight from you and perpetuates itself throughout your electromagnetic spectrum and uses you for its energy. And if you don’t believe that, you can believe anything you want. But I shall no more be used of you to bear your children. I know what love is and how unconditional love reproduces itself parthenogenetically. 

Will you please look up, know, and understand, research parthenogenesis, palingenesia, two Greek words that have a surprise for you? Or will you see how we locate the nexus of us, not, or are you the next president no more concerned with, or changing your Congress or your congressional ideas, Parliament, Knesset too? Will you change the governance of you now? And will you lead you into the paths of righteousness no more that sorrows you and gives you the children of Earth to see them die, then die yourself?

I am dead no more. I am life living to the full. And I don’t need your dollar, your shekels, your pounds, or am I lighter than air? Or am I no more the cloak of responsibility led into your chambers? I’m not your handmaidens anymore, for I am producing angels, or am I revealing them to you that you once were and now shall be again, no longer waiting for a rapture, a curse to come, the apocalypse of sorrow, a God to make everything right in your sight? Will you see now the living you, the real you, with the thinking that no longer curses you to be uncloaked or will you clothe each other with light because of your unconditional love now?

The angels are coming forth, and you will no longer use them for your purposes to fill your Sunday schools, your kindergarten. I make love, known far and wide, and my name is Grace Cottingham, a man that’s a woman because I have beleagured me not again. I have bestowed upon me the crown of righteousness, not of your God, but the crown of writing mine. And I speak these words for you to believe, not; I speak these words for you to come into your kingdom and change the way you think and let thought no longer have its way with thee.

Now be romanced no longer with what you see in your mirror. Be the real you. Dress as you want to. Heal the children. Stop the war. Abolish patriarchy. Live the love of One, and parthenogenetically reproduce far and wide the loves who will love each other, and a race of light people who regenerate the palingenesia, the regeneration of all things is here, folks.

Why is it so hard for you to pick up your pen and write me? Will you write me at Box 34, or will you write me and let me flow, ending the blood supply of saviors who want to conquer you, romance your land not, but destroy it, call you the enemy, put you in slavery’s camps, work their machines, be in their air force? When you let love flow, you will do miracles. Be not afraid of them, for they will come from your hand, through your throat, your trachea, your esophagus, your mouth. Will you birth your living word with the motive no longer a failure, no longer being a man’s woman? I’m not the children of this world perpetuating anymore. I see a new light and a new love coming for me not, but with me. I am it, for I forsook love no more, and I am not the forsaken me in the mirror. I do the childbirth thing of you not, but you’re no longer between my legs. I change it all and my name is love appearing now in your mirror to be the stillborn no more, romanced by an ideal that leads to death.

I’m coming for you, not. You grow me by creating me, the condemner no more, but the creator, to create you by your living word and live it, and heal the children, stop the war, end the need for drugs. Be drug through the battlefield of religion no more, and let no one drag you behind them and worship their position no more, their God of, for their caste system is abolished herein, the now of these words.

And I am here now with a message: If you love God the way it has been taught through so many teachers, prophets, preachers, evangelists, you know where it will lead because you even think it’s appointed, it’s appointed unto you once to die, and then the assessor’s clause kicks in.

But the final judgment of you is just beginning, not, but I judge me and I assess me worthy. And I will not wear the Christ of your Christian robe, nor your cloaks that hide me. For the unworthy will stand before me not, but the worthy who made themselves clean for noble purposes, or are you simply the real you, bowing down before no other, see your beauty in the way you make love now known through your words and teaching through your YouTube channel, your courses, your books, your leadership, and no longer be under the authority of some man. I’m no longer the manual labor of you, folks.

I change it all, and my name is here now. I am, and I love you all. Be in the School of One. This is school. Are you taking notes? This is the School of One where you begin to be the One, connecting to the One that we thought was someone else somewhere else. But it’s a legion of saints, not the witnesses of. It’s who we are, the angels. And now we shall know the facade of the story will no more take our sight from us. We will no more live the pseudo love of you, and the suits of religion will no more fit us. For we burn the clothes not, but a lot of religion will no more be worn around here.

In Eureka Springs, I’m Grace Cottingham. meonics.one is my website, your website, the school of. Search my word. Search my word. Search my prophecies, because I have prophesied about you many times if you will love the church not, but if you choose to become the real you, you see it’s not easy. Religion has been so powerful in thought, but the thinking mechanisms of old will no more harbor us. We are no longer the ships in your port. We are the interplanetary us, the galactic no longer of sorrow. I’m the universal me, not, but I am the universe of pure love, light, and joy. And my name is Grace.

Discover a new you by empowering you to create it. I love you all. Grace Cottingham, meonics.one. Good day, friends. Love you. Love you unconditionally, and no longer give you the boot out of your kingdom. Change the way you think and create the perfect you that is connected, completing the joys of heaven, Nirvana, entering a state of being where you’re never working for someone else again because you’re the land owner. Or are you in the skies? Who are these that fly like doves to their nest at night?

You are no more incarcerated by you. Let no man, no woman, no organization, no government, no cathedral of power or praise or anything else tell you how to think. Pick up the greatest tool, not the heavy one, but the one of light, and write your light and know the commandments of sorrow will no more give you the tablets of stone to worship another.

My name is Grace. I love you. I hope this helps in what you value now, and see the value of you. For you are the creator. Now create the healing of mankind not, or will you heal the children of every race, every nation, every tribe, every tongue? Will you end the brutality of Satan not, or was it men, or was it just the condition of wanting to conquer each other, or be important where your hubris want each other’s gold, ‘en calf, acceptance, stroke your ego?

I love, live, and I teach. I’m in Eureka Springs, Arkansas, and the light people come forth now, and you are perfect. Now knowing it, hold on to your flesh no more to religiousize it, for your eyes see, things, that have been worshipped not, but man has wanted to know a long time.

Be mystified no longer about the mysteries. Be the real you. Thank you. Connect with the consciousness of One to mature in that connection, the connection of what you create, the consciousness of, there must be a flow and it’s no longer of your blood supply to the earth.

Let love flow. Thank you, friends. Thank you for sharing this time, your love, your light, and becoming the real you. That’s how these wars will be quelled. Will you quit the fight and exercise your light, your love, your authority in bringing you to power now, no longer abating it, no longer remiss, no longer remorseful? The time is now. Lead in love, and heal the children. End the war.

Good day.

Grace Cottingham
 October 14, 2026

meonics.one

Hi, wonderful people. Thank you for taking this time to share with me your love, your power, to empower you and each other now through your word that no more sees me as separate: a teacher, a student, a leader, a follower—not again. Or are you? …but leading you to a new world, to create it, you, the creator of. The creation, creating the creator. Again, I am one.

Loving all things, not, but I change. A lot of things I’ve been doing. Or are you writing me now? Books… about the third degree, no more. …but the first… The First Degree, being an angel of.

Meonics, you see, Meology is about this: the scope of the angels no longer misunderstood. So the angels will no longer embrace their ignorance, thinking they are religious about it, that they were born of a man or a God, an AI, a school. Of love do you know anything about creating it now through you that uses your words to be the curriculum, the questions, the answers, the belligerent no more about you, will you heal you and your system of education now and no longer look for a standard of righteousness that religionizes you and gives you the eyes of religion to forfeit your power to become like them?

You see my world now, for I increasingly bring it into the visibility of you by these words, in these words, the transcripts of my love, my breath. And I’m breathing me into place in the leaders who will love me, not their lawyers or barristers wanting a defense system of. I am not yielding to your members.

I lead love to be it. I am Grace Cottingham in Eureka Springs. I start a school. I’ve started a school. I’m in school. I am the school. Or will you be the school of you, interpreting not what I’m saying to worship a sovereign other?

Will you no longer be religious about what I do, what I say, what I convey, what I offer you scot-free—the learning system of creating your own world, your new one.

By these words you shall know me. Not, … but you can become me who I am.
 The force, not of your source, but the source of your love will no more derail me.
 I know who I am, a new world creating, and the creators of who will create the angels again you see, who will be in Congress, who will lead the loves, who leaves no one hungry at night.

My world is in these words, these transcripts that I offer you so freely. You can download them. You can eatthem. You can write books about them.

Want to know what I know? Be who I am. Eat at my table with me and become my word.
 Pardon me, I’m getting a picture off of my little printer.

I’m sharing with you my world, my words. My world that bring my words not into play that takes me from me again. I am Meonics knowing, increasing the world view of you, not, but I’m no more the point of view of failure.

I know what love is, not what love does. Or am I changing what you see you have the power to do to enact new laws of, or will you be in Congress, too, changing the government, me of pure love, Meonics of… a truth of your constitution, not, but I have mine. And mine, you see, is in these words that I describe a new world to you, a new consciousness with, a consciousness completing it. The world viewers, no longer taking their glasses off, or will you have cataracts no more grown by religion, or seeing a different story of life with your origin, you—the origin makers, the originators, the creators of creation, the one where all are The One and no one is left in need of a meal?

Will you change the hunger of the world, the misogyny that is so pervasive, the brutality that is every man’s dream, not? Or will they see a new song being sung through the religious, not, but the saviors who become the simple common people who create a new world here, Earth laden with its view no more of its sovereign sorrow.

I printed off again this morning showing you a picture, one of my favorites. I speak often about the Table of One. So how do you envision that, with the words, the definitions, a mental image, a picture somewhere on somebody’s wall, a sermon you heard long ago, an idealistic expression of humanity, not? Or are you listening to something coming through you, with your energy pervasive, your energy energizing it, like I do, my words—these words that I’m speaking right now? I’m connecting to a consciousness, not of a God that uses me to command its ways, establish its wants, tell people to die for it and go conquer others.

At the Table of One you may think you’re alone because you don’t see someone, you don’t hear an angel conversing with you. But when you let there be light, when you let your impatience no more rule you, when you let the schedule of God be yours, not, but you where you seek to know you…the angel will be understood. The angel will not be far from you. The angel will be inside of you, because The Real You, you see, empowers it to commune, to communicate.

Your love does this that is incomparable, if it’s unconditional.

Will you unconditionally love the sinner or the preacher who has taught you wrong all your life? Will you love the actions of the disciples apostles, not, or are you but seeing a non-religious story for the common people to rejoice now, not in the slavery of religion to religious ideas?

In my world, there is no PTSD. There’s no menopause, because the flow of blood was healed long ago, but you didn’t know it. But you have the power, and all things will change upon the earth now, and we will no more populate it as man does, wanting a two-legs dream for its sperm.

The womb of me is open, you see, to my word, my love that is unconditional love for each other—every Uyghur, every Asian, every African, every Negro, every white person, every lover, and even those you haven’t loved, that I haven’t loved, that I didn’t know about. Or are you changing what you are doing with your mind to create the creator, not in a school system of other that dumbs you down?

Why do you want the answers before a test, so you don’t have to study, you just do a little memory work? Don’t you want to learn to create, and creating the creator, be the creator in your mirror, and free the creators to be the angels who are, who were, who are to come, no more in the sky, but through religion, not, but this school of love, the unconditional love of one at the Table of One where everyone begins to understand you write what is within you.

You write, not alone, for the love of man is in you, not, but the love of women will heal the angels, or is the womb closed to men now?

I ask a lot of questions, don’t I? And pose a lot of sorrow, not, but a lot of people will no longer go to bed hungry in my world.

The Constitution shall change now, and it won’t be 50 governors—or will it no longer be a house of cards folding when a little bit of wind blows.

Are you changing everything your life is built on, the foundation of love, or will you know what it even is? I am creating my school by my world, not, but the world standards of view will not prevail over me, for I am love, incarcerated no more in the images of you.

I’m a little man in Eureka Springs. Or am I your 90-foot Jesus no more seen, a 60-foot tall statue? Or are you no more honoring the book that you have read, the life to lie in you about remaining dormant, waiting on a God, a rapture, a soon-coming king?

This morning while having my coffee, as I so often do, I picked up the transcript of yesterday. And see, these transcripts are online. You can read them, you can download them, you can print them, you can write a book about them.

Will you read your living word now, the empowerment, the enablement, and no longer be sorrow’s machine product on some other’s assembly line? Will you be the original you?

So I read my transcripts, and I share them when I can, as I can. You can sign up on the School of One website, today, now, you can just click that little button, subscribe. And if you’re really serious, you want to know me, you can also click “Connect.” Connect how? Connect to the unknown. Or are you willing to interact with the unknown now—a consciousness that completes you, so that you are no longer wondering who you are in your mirror, why you were born here, what takes your breath away, not? Or will you give the breath to unconditional love now through your lips, through your pen, your writings; books of evangelism no more the proselytes of, or change your acolytes or everything that you do with your light?

I change the world because my understanding has no more made me of it that resides in a form of flesh. I’m no longer limited to this chair, although I like it very much, very nice. I love rollers. I love the material, the texture, and it’s pretty comfortable. I bought it in a resale shop in Tulsa, gosh, for almost nothing.

I’m asking you to no longer neglect your chair. Will you please no longer authorize other people to have authority over you, to tell you what to think, what you must do, how to live, and what consciousness you observe? Or will you create a new one, connecting to unconditional love that I call the Feminine Divine, not the masculine equivalent. If you want to think they’re equivalent, you can go your way, bury your head in the sand, and make your equilibrium of sorrow. But I won’t do that. I know who love is with a womb that has no blood supply of other, nor issue thereof.

You see, I say a lot of things multiple ways, indirectly, directly. I interrupt the flow of your ideas. I disrupt a lot of government, for I appear me in me. The thousands do now, and religion will be in a hell of a mess, because they won’t be able to pay their light bill, because no one will be sitting on their pews, singing the songs of faith, nor the hymns dedicated to a him.

In my world, no one need go hungry. There’ll be no convulsions, no conniption fit, no atomic energy, or will it not affect you? And your light that comes through your face, your pen, your mouth, your words, the energy of a consciousness of unconditional love has never been preached like this!

Will you write about it now? Will you take these and print them and study them? Will you study my words? Will you come to meonics.one and search my words, search my prophecy, search my energy, search my consciousness, and begin to see with my words that which does not limit you to your eyeballs?

So this is page 1 of the transcript that I just printed off the internet yesterday, meonics.one.

And I know there are a lot of different phones in the world. I use a Google phone, and when I started printing these off my website at first, I would open up the post on my website, I didn’t see a print button. But I learned if you don’t see a print button on an Android, or at least on mine—I know there are millions of phones—but I can click the little share icon. And when I click the little share icon, it gives me a couple of options, and one of them is print. Ah!

We are doing things for people that we never dreamed we would do. We will teach the righteous, not, the religious, not. Or are we teaching the humble to be arrogant not again? Will you live love?

There is no acrimony in the house, and your Senate chambers won’t be there, or are the Supremes no longer singing songs of sorrow in their chambers?

Will you heal me and see that it’s you doing this with the consciousness of one? Will you be the leaders in sorrow no more? Will you lead you out of Faithville and seek the face of God no longer to be a male image of?

I change it all and my bible is me, not the biblical Leviticus of you, law-seeking. You see, my words—my words are me. I am these words. I am an energy, not your life support system again.

I’m not supporting life on Earth that only wanted to use my energy to be it in separation, and crown me in loving kindness, not, but the brutality of man, taking food from each other, killing each other’s family.

When you see love, you become love. So as long as you want to embrace love and do that and think “God is love,” you can brutalize yourself in so doing. But I lead a people to be the angelic revolution of one who fails not to see the world is created by us, and we are all equal, you see, in the love of one. And there is an equality that exists that I will not forfeit, and I will not dream dreams around your lobbyists, and they won’t be there some 14,000 or are you no longer thinking about the 144,000 at the rapture, the revolution, or the revelation of one? Do you see your power to enact a new Earth, create a new Earth, create the creator who does? Will you no longer whine and be a wimp? Will you seek correction? …but whose mind will you let correct you? Or will you be yours now no longer denying it, no longer trying to wear the flesh of your faithamony, the shape of your face in separation of God?

Will you change the world? I do, and I am no longer limited to the atomicry of you, crying my eyes out. I’m no longer alone.

I know what love is, that loves law no more, the rules of. So I am not the rules of your house bringing down or am I in the airs of me?

You can write a book, and I’m asking you: write a book, write a booklet, begin with a letter, begin with a word, begin with a concept, begin reading, begin learning to let. Will you begin to let? Will you learn to let? Let there be light! Let there be a consciousness that you no longer refute the connection of! But the angelic power of one will go all over this Earth, and you won’t demand that it recede. But I change the waters now.

So I spend time in these words because I want to know what I said! I listen, I learn, I let, I connect, I speak, I don’t control, and yet there is a consciousness that I yield to, or am I in communication with an energy, a bandwidth that never fails? My microwave theory, not, or are you no more subject to them?

I’m not looking for who wants to learn a theory or to have an advantage over someone else. I’m looking for who will end misogyny and no longer be afraid to walk through the battlefields of war and end the anger in your house, your Senate chambers, your white of everything, not, or will I change the rainbow and the world, too?

So what did I talk about yesterday? The antediluvian period, the Ice Age? Lake Louise, not, or Lake Israel, the Dead Sea?

On about page 4 or 5, there’s a sentence that says: “This is what Meonics is.” You see, this is the School of One in motion, in action, delivering a result not as anticipated, not as expected, but creating the new creator! That’s me, and I’m Grace. What’s your name? Will you have a new name, a new consciousness, a new love? Will you begin to see the value of you and how the world needs your love? Or was yesterday about free will? Have we made ourselves God because we wanted free will?

We haven’t understood the value of one, we haven’t understood unconditional love and loving each other equally of every color, every nation, every tribe, every tongue, and healing their table, their Table of One where they have food to eat, clothes to wear.

Will you care about the people of this land, no longer panting for Pangea, or changing everything you think you know?

My government is one. And I described it many times. You can seek it out, you can search my words, you can find where I described my new world that gives you yours back in the form of the creatability of you to create it again.

So do you just want money, success, a corner office? Ah! I remember I’ve worked in a cubicle before, 48th floor, Williams Center Tower, Tulsa, Oklahoma. I was an internal auditor, and down on the lobby floor, the ceiling was, you know, extremely high in those tall buildings, extremely high ceiling, gigantic windows, and many times I looked especially to the south. I would look down Boston Street and I could see quite a distance, and I would say to myself, “There’s a whole big world out there and I’m going to it.”

So implicit, explicit, regardless, you see my motive was to no longer be contained or limited to a cubicle on the 48th floor with a manager assigning me what to audit and what mattered, and how to assess the infractions of the rules.

I understand. I understand being in the employ of a different employer, who told me in my role I was to do something that I deemed unlawful, unwilling to do. So I was fired, not at that moment, but it wasn’t long. They found a way to get rid of me. I understand. I understand what it means when you’re fired and you have no income and a baby on the way.

I understand crisis, or at least I’ve had some. Pretty sure you have, too. We’ve all dealt with things that we didn’t expect to deal with. We didn’t know God. We didn’t know God wasn’t love, that love was not God. We thought so many things were true. We thought teachers knew what they were talking about, especially religious ones.

I teach the trauma of you, not, but there’ll be no trauma in my new world, and nobody will be looking for a job. Nobody will be standing in the bread line, nor going to the soup kitchen, needing a handout or help with their light bill.

And I am here! And I am one! What are you doing with your power this day? Speaking the words of I am one? Will you connect with the consciousness that heals you, connects you, completes you to no longer be on the operating table of sorrow? I am the operations of me in motion, and I speak my words into existence day after day to tell you the new world is waiting on you, not again. But I create the creators who will create me with the breath of the sovereign God, not of sorrow, no matter what you want to call it. I’m religious no more, nor your Christian faith.

I love you all. I’m me. I’m Grace Cottingham. I write, I’ve written, I speak, I’ve spoken. And you can search my words, and you can write a book about these things. Will you begin to write at the Table of One? Will you begin to listen, no longer to the accuser of the brethren, that thing you call your mind, Belial? Alpha intelligence, not, or are you beta testing a new theory not again? Will you be in bed with the lies no more of other? Change your neurons, what they’re firing. No more the ammo of you needing.

The bedchambers of other will no more rape me.

I’ve said much. I usually do. And you can search me. You can search me. You can come into my mind! Don’t you see? …by these words! And the consciousness of you cannot refute it, or will you go crazy trying to compare it to the notes of faith, not, but the face of God will no more be refuted by unconditional love.

So it’s in what you create. You’re creating all the time, every day, at this moment. The linkages are firing, or are you disturbing, walking across the waters of your dystopia no more, or looking for Utopia, Thomas More, not with the mores of sorrow?

I change the spelling, not. I know Daniel Galouye. A book more valuable than your Bible? Simulacron-3? A sci-fi? Jesus the Pattern, a book that I wrote. You can download it free.

I give you my word to be me so that Meonics you will know and become The Real You, where the two of you at the Table of One become the one that both is now. We are one!

And we change the world, and religion will no more cause its empires to rule us in its cathedrals of sorrow, nor the schools of parochialism.

I’m a rebel, not. I’m a revealer. Or am I a resurrector? Or are you resurrecting your leadership now to no more be stilled in the stillbirth of sorrow? Will you bring forth the Christ, not? Will you be Christian no more? Will you not need a nomenclature that relates to Christianity or any religion now? 

Will you heal Congress, not? Will you establish a new one with the 50 governors of I am one, the 50 minds, not, or will you, mind of one, be at the table of no other, and no other trough will I serve? The putrid waters of, I change it all.

My name is Love. I’m Grace Cottingham in Eureka Springs. You can write me at Box 34.

So the other day I mentioned a kind one wrote me a letter. Gosh, it was nice to get a letter. You know who you are. Or will you be connecting with a new consciousness, no longer limited to the light of this world?

I don’t have all of the answers. I am not all-knowing! …but I’m connected to who is, for we are all one, and you are equal with me. I’m not above you or below you, and I won’t transcend your sorrow, or will you not train sorrowers anymore in the breath of the words that give you the light of the world to be yours, limited to?

I create the creators by thinking, not, but I disrupt a lot of lines of your transmission, and the unitary house of sorrow will no more enable me to be refuted, for I’m the Supremes, not; I am the love of one for you to crown you with the loving kindness of you and enter your quarters and never need a bed again that you have to ask for, to be able to pay for with the thoughts or dollars of another.

There is no debt in my kingdom, my world. I establish a new one, I bring it here, I forfeit not my love anymore. I’m in action, and I do the things I want to do. And that’s why I ask you all the time: please begin to teach these messages. Please begin to teach this unconditional love. Please begin to teach that sorrow will no more have rule over us and we will no longer elect sorrowers’ dreams or clans that enact their demands.

I love you all. My name is Grace.

Study Meonics, Meology… is a curse, not! But all the cursing and ranting and behavior of sorrow that has led us, our country, to invade others will no more be. I heal it all, not. I let. And I look for the lovers who are ready to let there be light upon the Earth, and heal all the sorrowers to never be hungry again, never again needing an emergency room, a medic, a parasite of religion to embalm you.

I love you all. Write a book. Begin a blog. I’ve shown you my Table multiple times, my little desk. I record on my phone. I’m live-streaming right now on YouTube. Subscribe to this channel if you want to, and to make sure you know, if you double-click on it, you can choose the option—I think it says “All Notifications”—so that anytime that I come on live, YouTube will notify you if you’re logged in.

Will you log in to sorrow no more? Keep your options open, or will you create a new one now to live in Eureka Springs?

Do you realize a couple of days ago that was addressed in detail? So much so that I even made a page, a new page on the website—the School of One website, meonics.one—that I titled the menu option “Study in Eureka?” But see, the school is inside you.

And there are connection points of interest, not limited to intrigue. Or are you the entreaty of not other? I invite you to the Table of One. Will you take your clothes off for no other? Will you begin to see the invisible, knowing the unknowable, and you transcend the mystery of Christ to see that it was never a mystery, but it was all taken from us by the words.

But now we issue our own light, drink from our own well, to no more seek the counsel of other. I am not your Darwinian theory, nor the origin of your man, allowing it to conquer me. I am a race of light, the angels are. And peace, be still. We know. Not again, or do we calm the storm in Congress, the Pentagon, the governments of this world?

Will you heal the least of these? Will you heal the children? Will you stop war? Will you abolish misogyny? Will you terminate war and the munitions industry? If you want, don’t come here.

My name is Grace for world creators who no longer wimp out and whine with sorrow over their head. I am the love of one unconditional, and I make my demands, not, but you will see my love everywhere, for I am silent not again.

See you later, folks. Thank you for sharing. Thank you for the guts to listen. Thank you for leading you now. Lead you and drink the water of Marah not again.

I love you all. Be The Real You. Yay! See The Real You, and write you into place, changing all of your neurons, creating the new you.

Share this channel. Love the light. And forgive each other of everything while you are creating your new world that you live in with you being The Real You, no longer 3D limited to. Change the simultaneity of you, no longer be the prophet of sorrow.

Good day.

Grace Cottingham
 October 13, 2026

Website: Meonics.one

Hi folks, wonderful people, Angels of the first degree; the life of me coming forth, the life of the School, the life of you, a community that shall not perish again in the things of me that were so misunderstood.
 
 Will you no longer convert you to religion trying to follow me? Or will you be me? With earthly clothes no more on, or flesh? Or are you changing what you see yourselves beside, doing now?
 
 I have talked about this school for over 23 years. And it’s coming about now in you who will be it, who will destroy it no more in your thinking that you’re not in it, that you’re not a part of it, that you’re separate, that you’re equal with God, not, but you’re a superior force made by, and you have to observe the rules.
 
 Will you let no Lord rule you anymore? The Lord of rules is coming to an end. Or will the Lord of the flies no longer be prevalent on your planet, in your government, instilling truth not, but lies, fear, and a distillery of Satan, not? Or are you, but be’stilling the calm waters to walk across? The lakes are dry, not, or are you springing into action to save your people, your people?

This is a school unlike any other on the Earth, Planet Earth. Interplanetary, intergalactic, airwaves not again needing. Are you changing the magnetic waves of you to no longer have the wiggle worms, squigglies, actions of magnetics restoring your kingdom, or did it rob it from you, where you just wanted Earth’s?
 You wanted to be get a money supply that would never run out?
 You wanted all your dreams to come true, and then you’d die?
 You wanted to heal a lot of people, not, you just wanted to crawl all over them all and do what you wanted to do? Rape their money, their body, their influence?

Are you changing what criteria you care about to condemn me no more, but to create me? No longer looking for a God to come, a God to serve, a God to guide you, a guru to blame when things go wrong?
 
 This is the School of One. I have named it many times differently. But you see, I’m not like a normal man. Or are you no longer like the normal you? Are you abnormal, not the abysmal of, or changing what fallow ground you plow up this day? The moisture of the lakes, not, or am I bestowing Lake Israel no more to your forehead? Or are you fountaining the joy of One through your beleaguerment no more to be of sorrows’, statues?
 I’m no more the gardens of you rejoicing in. I am creating my own. nd the School of Me and the schools of me come forth. And I am my names mighty. And I love you all to be One. The School of One, where you see it resides in you, no longer dormant.
 
 I empower life to be it. I empower my words to create my life, mine, the creator of to create me, to create you, to create One. The consciousness that no longer destroys our death. Or is that just what you perpetuated all this time, all these eons, millennia, to have a revival, not? Or are you but preaching the same thing you heard years ago, antediluvian of, not? Or changing your Ice Age? Or all the moistures of the lake seeing a new re-moistening, not? Or are you dry no more, the Dead Sea of, or changing all of your minerals there upon your head? Will you see the abysmal you no longer trying to make a living, trying to come back to society, be in the grid of abysmal dynamics, not? Or are you no longer the General of Southern other, or changing the tip of your icebergs, or are you no more seeing the dynamics which shape and curve you into its shape?
 
 Will you see the creativity of One? Will you be in my school? Will you create me to be the school that’s in you that all the while was waiting on you, where you were waiting on God? Or are you no longer waiting on God to serve, or come serve you? Are you changing what you’re creating this day in your chair of your authority, the authority of One?
 
 Will you live each other with, now, not a normal nomenclature of, or by changing what you cling to, to describe you and what you want?

Will you no longer want a school that digested it for you, to give you twice-eaten food of its vomit, that it re-prepares and heats up and warms and serves you with a nice message and tells you it feels good, it will strengthen you, and then you will die? Is that what they tell you as you sit there listening to their sermons? “Feel good, take this pill.” Or are you offering you the red one?
 
 My school is inside of you. And you birth it, or not. So don’t come here to Eureka Springs looking for my school, the school of the glorified cross, not, but the school of the glorified me, Meonics of. The school you create, you go through, or will you create the school of you now, Meonics of, Meology, knowing a purpose for which you die not again upon the cross?
 Or was it subservience thinking, or relativity to a God, a way of life of indenture, servitude, serving the money they pay you at the end of the month, or when you complete a job? Or are you tortured not again by the series of man?
 
 I spent many an hour, hundreds and hundreds of hours working on my website that earlier this year I deleted. I had gone to a web host that I was very pleased with, their service was excellent, their support was incomparable in my limited experience of dealing with them. And I had prepaid a 3-year hosting plan. But I deleted it. I terminated the 3-year plan even though it was prepaid. I had to disconnect from me, or was I disconnecting from something else?

You see, we ask the right questions, not, we assume and we assume and we make assumptions and then all of a sudden declarations and decrees come out of our partial knowledge, or are we recovering ourselves, not, or what we justify to think we act upon. Or will you have a new criteria for judging now, and assessing yourselves to be the creative you?
 
 You see, this takes power, enablement. Religion, not, it only strips it from you.
 Or will you grow your kingdom now? Will you grow the door? Will you sketch it out on your Etch A Sketch? Or are you changing the tools you use to make a decision or list your breath, not again the lilting tower of Pisa, or changing how you use words to let them no more use you to confine you to your flesh, a school of terms, semesters, destroying your learning ability, your creativeness, to destroy you, or does it magnify your ability to destroy each other, instilling terms, values, goals, indigenous of the religious?
 
 My school is within you. My school of me. My school that’s me, Meonics is about, and Meology is a fool’s choice no more. Or are you beginning to see a nomenclature that no longer names you as subservient to all the forces of nature? Will you be the one who fools you not again where you live, what your consciousness is doing, being a man, a woman with, or are you no longer on Earth limited to it? Will you see the responsibility again, not, or will you deny yourself the great privilege of you no more to recreate you?
 
 Will you be the creator of you in the system of education that I have given you and described for over 20 years where you begin to speak and you begin to write and you begin to bring forth a new birth of you that you in your empowerment and enablement to see each other, not equal, not again, but all of us being equal, the consciousness who create each other in the enablement of One to be unconditional love, no longer seeking the dollar bill?
 
 I am love in action. And I deleted my website. I made a backup first, a complete backup, an entire cPanel backup, website account backup, WordPress backup. And I deleted it. And I walked away from it. I still made recordings like this and continued my YouTube channel. I continued to teach. I continued to bring forth the word to birth, the word to birth, the word of the new birth, the word of a new school, the birth of a new learning system, the birth, but I had to retract, not, I chose to commit, not, I chose to act. You see, it didn’t make any sense, it was not rational for me to delete my website after hundreds and hundreds of hours that I labored to try to make things visible for you to see the real you, the regal you.
 
 But something wasn’t right. It’s not that I was in torment, it was that, hmm, I like that little word, not sure how you spell it, H-M-M-M, “Hmm.” It’s a very important part of speech to me, “Hmm.” Acknowledgment opens the door to interrogatory, not a declarative decree, but an intentional curiosity, possibility.
 
 So often we enable the empowerment of others, not, but the opposite. We shoot ourselves in the foot. We deny our grace, our glory, our original state. We think we were made by God, or an AI platform somewhere in the sky. We justify our stories of destruction, and we tell ourselves God wants this, that, and the other, and it’s God’s will for us to prosper, and it’s God’s will for us to have a bigger better stock portfolio, to have three cars instead of two, to have seven homes instead of three or four. We justify all the things we want to justify, and we corroborate, validate it with scripture, with words of the preacher, of a guide, a guru. We are so selfish, so self-centered. And we do so many things in the name of God, pointing the finger, pointing the blame, or usurping its authority, or have we made ourselves God because we wanted free will? We wanted to be the God we serve, not, we wanted to make the choice, and not be in slavery to the flesh, or did we enter the flesh to fall into the arms of it, in the nomenclature of another God, another series, another people, another land?
 
 So I sit here in my school, schooling me. This is what Meonics is, you see. This is the School of One in motion, in action, delivering a result not as anticipated, not as expected, but creating the new creator that’s me, and I’m Grace. I happen to have my new name. It was spoken about in the Book of Revelation, a new name, a new name. “And I will give you a new name.” But who is “I”? Am I the speakee, the speaker, the teacher, the student, the revelator, the devil, the God, the Holy Spirit, the one that knows what it is now to love each other equally?
 
 Are you willing to no more subjugate yourself to a God theory, a God’s will for your life, the will of God seeking? Will you no longer think that God wants the best for you, subjugating yourself to an AI? Or do you know anything about the cosmos, not of reflective sorrow, cogitating on your gears, I’m not, I’m shifting transmission, not, I’m changing how I do things to make sure that you’re not adored by me or am I no more in the adulation of a position of sorrow, but who am I? Am I One, are you One? Will we be the One, all of us Ones who share now a consciousness of these things to enable the empowerment of each other, so we’re no longer looking for a dollar, a job, a resume?
 
 I want you to belittle yourselves no more in the sight of you. I’m asking you to judge you with the judgment of sorrow no more, but the judgment of righteous living, or John 7:24, are you quoting or knowing the words of Jesus, or is it no more your role, example, to exemplify, or are you changing what you seek me for to be found as of you are you learning the temple rejoices no more for the sorrow of religion? Will you change what you see in you?
 
 I see your light, your light body that doesn’t need clothes, or are you naked, or shapeless, formless, or are you changing your form to no longer need the shape of things to come, or have you invented new words, shared your nomenclature, or are you a race of people coming out of slavery to the flesh, the isolation of His jewels, not, but I make up my kingdom, and I sketch it out, and I have given you the words of Database 1 for years and years now, and ask you to look up my words and see my songs, my laughter, my funnies, my stories, and be belligerent no more to you.
 
 I have asked you, and changed my tune I have many times. I changed the name of this school a number of times to facilitate the orchard bearing of you, not, or will you eat your own fruit now and grow the crops of no other in you, in your Garden of Eden? Will you no longer set aside a part of you and say it’s untouchable? Will you dormant no more be in the light palace, the Palace of Light? Will you no longer construct it to be unused and then die with it?
 
 Well, sorry this is backward, but you’ll get the idea. I’m holding up my little tablet device: Meonics.one is my website. And it is the name of my website domain that I registered brand new, maybe a month ago, because it came forth, that name came forth, those words came forth in my teaching this way, where I speak surrenderedly. And the reason I speak surrenderedly is to learn me, so that my teacher will no longer be reclusive, unasked for, hiding. Because I’m not hiding from me anymore. I bear my word, I bring the truth, I have birthed a new website and many words that shall not be destroyed again.
 
 But I had to connect me with the meaning of rejoicefulness, not, but I am rejoicing in me because you’ve found me at this address, Meonics.one. Or are you finding you in the school of you, understanding, realizing the resurrection of the power of you, the enablement of you, to see the school inside of you that makes connections with others who create communities and schools, the schooling angels to be the creators we are again, no longer under the sorrow of the nomenclature, the lexicon, the diction and grammar of kings that want to confuse us or just use our bodies for their GDP, to facilitate their budget priorities, the rules of their campus, not, or are they sketching out our lives for us no more?
 
 So I deleted my website and my account that I’d already paid for, and I didn’t labor over this issue, I simply went about my day-to-day official business, official being me, just me.
 I’m an old guy, I’m 75, I live in Eureka Springs. For now, or am I building a school here, or am I making it revelatory, or are you seeing the adverbs, not the nouns of, or changing all your portmanteaus, no more living the life of the joys of sorrow that you entwined yourself with?
 
 Will you no longer be the ambivalent you, an ambulance needing, or will you never die again, a respirator on, or are you reviving something in you, the creation of the creator creating you again to be the ennoblement where you’re no longer the ignoble in you, the ignominy of?
 Will you be the reproach of you, not again remorseful of this great opportunity that you now see, perceiving the perception of the cross, not, but where you begin the creation process for the school is in you to recreate you.
 
 Will you listen? Will you be the writer, the teacher, the student? ill you see a process? No longer will you think you’re recreated to be a new creation just because you pray a sinner’s prayer, you make a pledge to their building program, you fill out a membership card, you sit in a pew.
 
 So after I deleted my website, it was fine with me, I let it go.
 Do you realize what it takes after you’ve invested hundreds and hundreds of hours in something to just let it go, delete it?
 I was wise enough to simply make a backup. I didn’t feel any need to burn the bridge, but I was crossing over to something new.

It’s painful to advance a lot of times because you’re letting go of what you thought you were supposed to do, thought you were supposed to be, thought you were enjoying, thought you were creating—thought, thought, the world of thought.
 
 You see, this world of thought enforces its rules upon us to be flesh ladened by the magnetic influence of kings, or was it a creator, or is it a universe that doesn’t exist at all except in our mind, or machine? Or are you no more the cognitive ideas of your cognition limited to?
 
 So at times, even during that six months or so that I didn’t have a website, there were times, many times I looked at my words, pondered. This has been named the School of the Angels, School of the 21st Century Christ, the School of God, the School of Light, Love, and Peace, the School of You, the School of Me. Do you see what I am saying?
 
 So, yesterday I spoke, I taught like this. I recorded it. I ran it through an AI transcription, Google Gemini. Did you read the transcription? I’m offering you the transcription free so you can print it and read it, study it, absorb it, consider it, question it.
 Don’t just take my word for it, question it.
 Be curious.
 Let the creation of the creator come be you.
 Become curious about your power.
 Become knowledgeable about your authority, and no longer submit to being the lamb slain by you in your ignorance.
 
 So here’s a little paragraph at the end of page, I don’t know, maybe four:
 “Day after day I exhibit, I portray, exemplify, or do I experiment with me, my love, my creator, my creation of me? I am creating as you hear these words, for I am being me, creating me, to be no longer subject to you and whatever you think of you and how you have categorized you and each other, condemned you, considered you.”
 
 I have not been afraid to fail. I relied heavily at times over the years a little Bible verse: “If I ask for a fish, will I get a stone?” All this time I’ve known my motive is not ignored in this equation, this relationship, or whatever you want to call the aspect of your life, perception of, awareness, consciousness.
 
 So, it’s taken 20 years to get the religion out of me. Or am I addressing, am I asking a lot of questions?
 
 Well, you see, I’m not pretentious, I’m not pretending, I’m not perplexed, I’m not destroyed.
 And the consciousness of One is coming forth and it won’t be beleaguered by the children of God who call themselves the children of that source that they identify outside of themselves.
 
 If you want to study with me, you can. Now, today, right where you are.
 Meonics.one, that’s M-E-O-N-I-C-S dot O-N-E.
 And you’ll see a little screen like this. But will you look up?
 Look up. Will “lookup” be one word or two?
 Or maybe it’s used both ways. Or maybe there’s a function of a word that is valuable to you that you’ve never known before, you’ve never used, you never found it. Or will you locate the look-up function, and find things you never knew that may be interesting to you?
 
 So, the little menu right here, one of the options is to click on the YouTube classroom of this school, or the next one is search the prophecies of One.
 So this morning as I was pondering in my classroom, my classroom of me—you see, my classroom of me is this room, me in my white chair over there, having my coffee, sitting on the deck, sitting in this chair, this is my classroom.
 But my classroom physically that you see as this room is not limited to the physics of the characteristics of the molecular version of you. Or are you no longer limiting yourself to the consciousness of your world being inside of you, or what you think it looks like, or the way that you think it operates? Are you connecting with the consciousness of the angels, of the angelic one, the one who we all are, dormant not again, neglecting our duty not, but the great opportunity to be who we really are?
 
 The School is inside of you. Don’t come to Eureka looking for a school. You’re not going to find a building with a neon light 60 feet high, statue saying “Jesus lives here, come submit your soul, be a new creation, recite the mantras,” dispensing with your ability to create yourself. No, you bring the school here if you come to Eureka, because the school is inside of you. You’re simply choosing to communicate and begin to commune with others who want to do the same thing here in Eureka.
 

But I can’t provide you a job, I’m not the source of your funds, I’m not your guide, your guru, or your counselor. And if you’re waiting on a schedule to see a big building erected, you’ll be disappointed. For I will disappoint not, but I will be me.

But what you choose to believe and expect, you control, or is it in the empowerment of you that you empower each other with, that comes back to you in a karmic rejection, not, or are you changing everything you think the way the universe works? Are you the creator of you, creating you again?
 
 If you want to recreate you, understanding how the school works, the School of One, I’m asking you, I’m asking you not to reject you, and see you as your sole source, not, but becoming connected to the consciousness that completes the creator, interjection no more of your power. You do that one day at a time, you do it moment by moment.
 
 Suggestion: Create me by creating you. Create the One that we all are, the One connecting to the One, to see a different learning system and a momentum not of sorrow.
 Create the school.
 Create the school that you go through.
 Create the school of creator. Create the school. Why did I say that phrase several times?
 If you’re interested, if you want to know, if you so choose, you can go to this website, our website, our mind, not letting our mind conquer us again, our thoughts of, our consciousness of.
 Will you search on the prophecies?
 Put in the phrase “create the school” and see what you find, see what lands in front of your eyes, see what you can consider new, things you never thought about, ideas you’ve never tested, galaxies that you may enter with your thought life that no more prevents you from doing so in the real.
 
 I don’t want you to be under any illusion that I have something or that I am something that I’m not. I’m an old man in Eureka Springs, and I desire for you to be saved from you and all that you’ve been taught by all the religious worlds and the higher education of thought realms that limit your intelligence to your neurons, the logical order of you, or are you among the heavens now creating a new school, dormant not again, opening the door of the lamb to the lamb, not slaughtered again, will you be the king of your rejoicing, the king of your ceremony, not, or are you having one in the skies of you, breastfed no more by the milk of religion that wants to destroy you, but first support their kingdom?
 
 I don’t do everything right. I’m not the perfect you, I’m not the perfect anything, I’m the imperfect me—perfect enough to know that I am saved from you who have given me a religion, and I’m no more the artifacts putting forward for you to have expectations of what you have considered a school, or the way God works, or the breath of life creating it.
 I am as I am, it is I. I am the devil, Satan himself, the Antichrist, the blasphemer, the pagan, the harlot, the whore, the tax collector, I am you, who see you as God, not, or are you rejecting your power and might, not again to sketch out the plans of the new you, a new Jerusalem, a new Israel, none of that in the Mid East anymore?
 
 I change a lot of things, and who am I? The ignoble me no more. I am made for noble purposes, not, or am I, the house of the Lord no more in, or am I the destruction of the temple of light that you thought was darkness, not, but you worshiped in and called it light? And then you just sat there and worshiped and waited on me to adorn you, feel my power, my presence, you called it my Holy Spirit, you separated from you your own power, you ripped each other’s wings off sitting there like a bunch of doves, not, or will you fly to your nest at night now? Who are those that Isaiah spoke about, or the chariots of fire? Are you opening each other’s eyes, so you can see beyond the 3D realm of the revelance of you, the revelation of you, or are you resurrecting, not an old thought of the past but no more being programmed by the artifacts of old?

I am the new me, rising me, and my feet will no more touch the floor, or will you be the ground up of your molecules no more? Will you change what your power does to you and what your thought life afflicts you with? Will you no more need the pill, or changing what you conceive this day? The new race of light people have a school that’s dormant no more covered over by religious waves. I walk across the seas of me now, afraid of nothing.
 
 We love live. And we live to love now. Why else would we live? To be separate no more. I no more separate from me, nor the consciousness of I am One of many Ones, who speak religiously not again a torment with, but no more in isolation.

I walk as me, doing the things I want to do. And I will heal Congress, not, but I have told you what I’m going to do there. That’s what I’m going to do there.
 The future is me and I’m it, no longer wearing a flesh of failure.
 I am the garment of me, not your opinions with.
 The school is inside of you.
 
 I’ve asked you many times to begin a YouTube channel, to begin recording, to begin teaching, to get my book *Jesus the Pattern*, to search the words to come into the prophecies, to create, not to be intrigued by your curiosity, reading my words like a journal won’t cut it. I’m not your Time Magazine, or am I Time now? Not timed by you again, this is my time. And I make the most of it, or not, I am me. And I walk as a gentleman, or am I the feminine divine?
 
 You see, you answer all of these questions that I’ve ever asked, whether you want to or not.
 You have sat there in waiting or you have answered deliberately with intentionality to choose what way you’re going to be the creator of creating.
 I am God, not witnessing, but the simplicity of me, the creators who are in concert of a new symphony, a new love, no longer long ago and far away.
 I am One with the breath of me.
 This is what Meonics is.
 This is what this school is built upon, not, but the words will come forth through you, that you begin to school you with, so you understand a concept fleeting not again, but the reality of being the real me resurrected who look like you, of every nation, tribe, and tongue.
 
 Thank you for being in this class this day, no longer in the class of religion.
 
 Create new websites, new blogs, new fortresses, not, or will you dissolve everything that you defended you with in the past to have your own free will, where you could choose God that only worshiped you? Will you no longer be in the worship of you, isolation with, calling it God, dividing yourself in half or frequencies of?
 
 Don’t come to Eureka Springs unless you’re ready to create a new life, no longer forsaking yours, but drawing upon all the wisdom of sorrow, not, but we are One, and we will find each other, no longer looking for a housemate of other.
 
 I love you all.
 Grace Cottingham in Eureka Springs, Arkansas, USA.
 I love you no matter what color you are, no matter what your past has been.
 Love conquers all, not, love bows before you all, to see the regal you coming down the aisle now, being married to the king that’s a man, not, a God, not, but the royal you. Without effort, not, it takes guts, time, effort, and energy to create the new creation of you being the One.
 
 The School of One, Meonics.one.
 Subscribe to this channel if you haven’t, if you want to.
 I love you all.
 
 You know where I am to be found, in you, and Eureka Springs, too, if you want to create with others, too.
 I love you all. Good day, love.
 
 My mighty love blooms everywhere across this nation, and moistens the whole Earth, no longer with tears, but the breath of the dew of your youth.
 
 See what I have said.
 
 Thank you.
 Hugs to you this day. Feel my love, my light, and my honor of you, to honor you and each other equally.
 Good day, see ya.
 

The School of One, Meonics.one. Good day.

Grace Cottingham
 October 12, 2026

Website: meonics.one

My dear ones, I love you.

And this is me, Grace Cottingham, a fool no more for the things of this earth. Or am I preparing to not again to live here? Or will you change what you took an oath to be, so ignorant of your blessing, or will you be one now to the whole earth at one time, in many minds, one mind, becoming one. No longer the serpentine to you of it.

I am one, surreptitious, not again, the serpentine of, or are you no longer the wiggle worms of you in a brain called truth? Or factuating no other?

Will you no longer infatuation be with your mirror, your mind, your reflection, your contemplation, your God, your devil, your demons, your angels, your nomenclature, your syllables?

Your mind will no more conquer you because you see with syllables not again that rob your life from you and give you sight to only the visceral, visible experience of your cognition, your concretization of this thing you call Earth?

You see it, see it’s all a lie, not, or will you but see, it is i who framed the earth you live in, not, or are you but I am one again, knowing it.

Will you be no more the solidifier of truth in you to solidify you, to be the fallow ground in, wet moist of your brain, not again, the gray matter of, or are you changing all that matters upon the earth and farther?

It is i who is one, and I claim it not. But I dispossess all of your theories that took my throne from me. And I am one, the prophecies of one, the mighty many come forth. It is i who is saved, not again by you, a pope with, or was I ever? Or was he, not again, the popemobile in, or are you changing your transportation issues now?

No longer the transformation of me misunderstood. I am the gentleman, not. I am the feminine divine raising up in the leadership of it is i who lead this nation.

It is i, you see, who are one. It is i in your mirror. It is i who no longer point the finger and blame someone else, blame Eve, blame Adam, blame the government, blame your ignorance, blame your solidification of you and your own self-aggrandizement of your own hubris making monuments to you, your gold, palaces of light that you turned into squalor to worship your word, your segmentation, your spiritualization, your demonization, your categorization, and your power to be you in the separation of you against you and your fellow man, men and women of the earth. Why are you so cruel to each other?

My name is i, i am.

So this morning, as is my normal custom; rose, walked downstairs, punched the button to start the coffee, came back up, washed my face, went down and filled my cup with fresh coffee, came upstairs and sat down in my big white chair. And then realized, wow, it’s so nice outside! So I took my coffee and went out on the deck. I’m actually facing west now. My deck is right outside the door here, in front of me to my left. And I have a wonderful beach chair, a really pretty one, a multicolored, really multicolored, made by Rio I think. It’s great. Sitting out there drinking my coffee as I’ve done so many hundreds of times, watching the squirrels play.

It is i. It is i.

So I set my coffee cup down, came in, got my little Pixel 9 Pro phone, walked outside, tapped the little Notes app and began gliding my little fingertip over the glide board, the Gboard.

“The School of One is my name now that I am the consciousness of many creators coming here now does my consciousness create in a witness of me that is no longer separate than all of my beliefs that I separated, segmented, organized, and fed a bunch of bull. The regimes of Satan are just that, not; but simply me being ignorant of who I am is for I was the devil but I am God. I was Christ but I am Antichrist. I am good, but for the bad. I am separate and equal not again not again for the equality of it, it is I, now is made known and we are no longer fighting ourselves in the conflict of Eden, thinking it Earth. My name is love. Grace Cottingham in Eureka Springs for now, no longer limited to it.

Understanding all things we shall now and put to rest that which has been in conflict since time began and you shall no more not realize who I am, that we are,
 it is i in your mirror,
 beholding the one,
 no longer segmented into sexes,
 no longer creating the veil.
 Lifting love high and mighty she’ll be now, and no one shall govern me to bestow all my limitations that I imposed upon myself in the past.
 Love is free now.
 I am one.
 It is i.”

And, and this is how I I am revealed to I am. I let I am speak. It is i who is me that lets the energy be not afraid of me. I am one. I am the devil. I am your God, not. But I am God. I am one. You are, too.

What are you defeating? Your ignorance about this, or have you just embraced your ignorance to remain calm and collected, peaceful, intuition with, the intuitive of you? Or are you no more inclined to be the graceful favor that keeps you dumbed down as a man, as a woman, in the clasp of reality that isn’t what it seems?

Will you no more sing the songs of Jerusalem on your head, or changing your chakra system, or all that you embellish? The rhetoric of other will no more categorize me into what keeps me dumb, founded here. I am not man of your mannequins nor the egress of your doctrine seeking an escape route. I am me in love; with my two feet! White shoes on now, New Balance. That’s what I’ve really worn most, most of the last decade, or decreasing are you your separation from me or will you know an energy that no longer beholds you as separate? Are you I in your mirror I am with two eyes or no longer one brain segmented in the two sexes or are you changing the sex of the universe or all that you conglomeratize in your glamour magazines?

I gazelle your feet, not. But I no longer run away from a theory, or are you changing how you process you and how your processor works, how your processor condemns you to categorize you the accuser of the brethren, the devil, trying to serve a God when you are all of it, all there is?

It is i who condemn you no more, nor do I condemn the one in my mirror nor segment you from me. You see, we are one that an intelligent consciousness now no more Congress is, with, or am I changing it all, no more condemning you? I point the finger at you, not. I know who I am is and am is no more separate from I, or are you no longer studded in your appeal to other to just reproduce your seed of suffering? Will you no longer let the mind mount you and ride you to death in the apocalyptic horses of you, shedding death, or will you spread it no longer among the believers and appoint them to die?

Day after day I exhibit, I portray, exemplify, or do I experiment with me, my love, my creator, my creation of me? I am creating as you hear these words for I am being me creating me to be no longer subject to you and whatever you think of you and how you have categorized you and each other, condemned you, considered you, caught in adultery, or are you drawing a line in the sand? The thin red one, no more of your war, or are you changing your colors, or all that you feebly describe to you of this world? Will you create a new one.

So I get my coffee each day and I walk out on the deck when the weather’s nice, enjoy the wind, the breeze, if there is one, the birds; lots of hummingbirds, red birds, cardinals. Northwest Arkansas is pretty nice. But don’t come here unless you want to walk on water! We have two great lakes just within minutes of Eureka Springs: Beaver Lake and Table Rock Lake. Big lakes, deep water, great to ski on. I still have my slalom ski I bought years ago. Still suits me well.

You see, I am not a God that I don’t serve man, or am I a man no longer serving women, or am I unveiling a new creation, you, that makes up stories about this our creation no more that keeps us separate from the cosmos? And creation is creating again with the unfolding in the love of one.

Will you no longer consider it shameful to be a man, in a woman’s dress, or a woman a man, or were you before time began no longer cut into sexes your brain in half or changing all the tendencies you try to refute or not? Hide from your flesh, will you no more be the light of, or will you?

It is i who is one, and I decrease your ceremony, not. But many shall have one in the skies of me who no more protected from your blessing or was it your curse, or were you Jekyll and Hyde, both of you trying to protect your belief system?

Don’t don’t rush the permanence of me being terminated in you, for I am not the permanent as you think of it, or am I but I am, no longer installing the blame theory, the program of religion, or am I cutting into pieces, many thoughts that have wound you up, it’s not easy to cut a thought in half, or will you no longer be incarcerated in the Jekyll/Hyde uniform of flesh trying to conform to it to increase your suffering and get everyone else’s marbles?

Why do you bomb each other? Why do you why do you take such joy in the destruction of others? Why are you so illicit, amoral, immoral? Or is morality not a part of your purpose or will you no more bed with dogs lie, the liars of hell, or are you refuting your religion because you’re becoming something new and faithful not to another?

Are you learning a lot of things that you unlearn now because you’re feeble no more in the ineptness of your decrepit nature? Will you open your eyes or have you never used them? Or are you only limited to what you see?

I received a letter at my PO Box! Yay! Took a little walkabout yesterday afternoon, got by the post office, sure enough, here’s a letter addressed to me:

“Dear Mr. Theodore, I love your teachings and I definitely relate. Some over my head, however the love resonates with me and I am very interested in your teaching. I know you said you’ve been doing this 20 years and I am wishing I had heard this 20 years ago. After the first day I heard you speak, I’ve been thinking of relocating to Eureka Springs.”

I’m skipping forward.

“I am so tickled to have found your channel.”

I am not limited to flesh, but you are not either. You’re not limited to your flesh. You’re not limited to the visible, empirical realm that we thought was so high and mighty, we simply thought was real. We were told it was real. Looks real, feels real, stinks sometime, smells good sometime, happy, fun, contentment, angst, anger, sorrow, all the emotions of the world, just life. Or are we creators?

Did you read The Thirteenth Floor? Did you see the movie, the book, The Truman Show? Are you willing to learn from a sci-fi movie, about a cyber attack, not, or will you no longer attack the angels? Will you be who you really are, the angelic you, coming to an understanding of reconciliation, not atonement of your cross and the members thereof? For I crucify you not, but I tell you, you are no longer under the subject of man, the subjectivity, the objectivity. Or are you just objectifying your justification no longer the grace of, or will you see it’s the most costly of all when you begin to know who you are and change your ways and what you create with you to be you?

Friends, don’t come to Eureka Springs thinking I can help you. Don’t come thinking I have a job, that I have deep pockets, that I have some great ministry or school, or wisdom beyond the ages. I’m simply me, an old man, 75. I drink coffee and take walks, and I love life, and I speak it. It is i.

And if you want these values, you can have them. You can write me, but what does that mean? You can write me with a pen, you can write me on a tablet, paper, write me a letter, write me a card. But are you originating something in your heart, not, but your spirit, or are you the wind no longer neglecting through your nasal passages, your trachea, or will you change what you understand the word of and be no more limited to syllables?

For you see, I am one, one, meonics of, where you study Meology, this is, where you entertain angels unaware, not again. For the angelic realm is exposed to consciousness now that doesn’t put them to sleep.

I arise, the resurrection of me, and I am many. And many will be me, many will be many, the mighty many, who take these values and run with them to run away, not, but who begin to see it is i. Be not afraid to do new things with new people, and promise no promises not, or will you be the promise of you, the promised one?

Well, I tell you, I promise you, it will not be easy if you come here. It will be work. Or are we no longer the judgment of using a criteria of flesh to judge all things equal with the manner of men; not, or are you rising above the laws of the flesh? Will you do the works, the mighty miracles? Will you sever a lot of connections to be the real you?

I don’t have deep pockets. I don’t have any revenue stream at all from what I do. But I am not limited to what you see, for I am faithful, not, I am religious no more. For I take the baggage of religion down the hall, not, but I tell you this: a lot of halls of justice are cleaned out now, and the supremes won’t be anywhere around with supremacy over me. It is i, and I create me.

Meonics is a flow. Be impatient with it, not again, nor you, to facilitate you, the coming word, the word resurrected, the power of the one. Ah! You’re The One. And when you no more look to me for your garnerment, your chains, or your freedom, or your transmutation, transformation, resurrection, will you no longer look to me or a God, a person, an idea, a subject? Will you create the real you and begin to see it is i in your mirror to do all the works I did, or will you be the new you, the new Jerusalem, a new head, a new world, a new Eve no longer with Adam or changing your Adamic race, your atomicry?

Will you no more cry out to the Gods to serve you, heal you, bless you, help you have a good job, a better life, more contentment, less pain? Or will you change it all and see that you are responsible to you for you to raise you from the dead, or will you just no more have your eyes covered looking through a glass darkly, a 3D world perceived by your 2D glasses?

You see, if you come here, I don’t have all of the answers. I will not have all of your answers, and I will disappoint you, probably. You think I know more than you? Or will you connect to the same source, the same privilege, being the equal me all of the angels are, no longer connected to what we are limiting ourselves of?

There is a community of believers, not, but becomers, common people, craftsmen, artisans, musicians of every nature, every nation, tribe, and tongue, no longer limited to the Babelese of you, what you learned to speak at the Tower of Babel, supposedly. Or will you change your communication system and see how it is i who comes forth when you don’t segment me from you? I am the energy of one, not proposing sorrow.

But I want you to be prepared, for a new enemy, not, but to see it is i, and I behold all things new. And I make no marriage to faith or failure. It is i responsible for me, and I teach me this way. That’s why I record. Or do I raise a nation, or do I lead you out? Or are you Moses, Deborah, Abraham, Sarah, Jerusalem on your head no more? I emit me, rays of me come forth and raise me from my dead of you, and the resurrection shall be now, who no longer worship a Savior in religious terms, but become it is i in your mirror to heal each other and set the word free to no longer incarcerate us in the syllables of sorrow.

My name is Love, Grace Cottingham. Thank you for sharing this time to see the syllables contain you no longer that you give your life to think that you heard to separate and segment you from each other. I am one.

And I teach like this upon the hillside, not with the classes of sorrow nor appointments of. I’m just here as I am. Maybe I’ll be here if you come, maybe not. But don’t depend on me for a job, for work, housing.

I’m a reporter, not, or am I a prophesier? Or have you read my prophecies? Are you looking through yours now? Are you writing them with the first person, me-words, words of me, Meonics, the breath of God, no longer the devil, studying the separation are you no more, or will you bequeath you no more to sorrow, seeking the legacy of?

I’m no more your stamps, but I know Bob, and “God and man at table are sat down”, not, but the women are who will have a womb, sexless angels, dimensionless, angelic ease seeking not, but speaking the words of I am one, it is i, knowing the consciousness of creation now creates it again, no longer fabricating your earth as you know it. I am the angels on one, not; I am in all in all.

Is my name you, yours? Let us write together, and seesaw no others’ better half. I change it all, and you can study my word, the elliptical solve, not, but I’m no longer the ellipsis of you hallucinating for sorrow.

I know it is i, and I change all things. I love you, giving you me. I have, over and over, every day, and withheld nothing from you. Be my energy. Heal the girls, heal the children, lead the boys to no more embrace sorrow. Lead us all out. Heal your church, not, never needed again. Be the learning system of one. Heal your mind, not your soul. Heal your love, and love love, live love, love live, and ski with me!

A boat I do not have, but maybe I won’t need one. The lakes are great. Eureka is a fine place, a little town, tourist town. Not many jobs here, or will you create one, or will you—what’s that you say? Speak up!

Write me and see your energy flow the ink on the page, and do what is righteous to you in the love of one where you’re no longer looking to a God, a man, a job. Be the real you, and let your energy direct you, not, but your love, and the infamy of you shall go far and wide to be the resurrection I am. All, it is i. I am one.

See you later, friends. I bow before you this day and I’m no longer the appointee of your sorrow. I’m not the elector of your dreams, nor the elixir of your breath. I’m the most excellent me, not. I am a common man, a teacher. So don’t come to be me, but if you come, come to be the real you. Love you, honor you, feel your power, and let it come through your pen to share your love without the immaculate deception deceiving you anymore that there is a God of other, superior of. Be the equal me with you, and let us no longer segment our sorrow, nor classify our dreams into the future. Be the me today, the real me. Love you, honor you. It is i who is one.

Grace Cottingham, The School of One. Share these words, this YouTube channel, and begin yours. Oh, is that what you do the first day in this school, your first day in school? You set up your YouTube channel? Oh, so you’re broadcasting the elimination of sorrow, too? Will you heal all the widows and the mite?

My word will go and do the things that it supposes, not, but love will be real, realized, and resurrected now. And the response will be one, and we will all heal each other, the I that I am was all the time. See me, feel me, become me, live the real you without purpose, not again. I’m here for now.

I love you all. Thank you for allowing me to share these words, this energy, and appeal to your sorrow, not, but your creativity to create you again without religion encrusting you in the form of man again.

The School of One arises. Be here if you must. I never said it would be easy, but I said you will find me inside of you when you let me speak and teach I am to be. It is i, again, the One.

Good day. See ya, friends. You decide. 

I love you all. Be the real you.

The school of one is my name now that I am the consciousness of many creators coming here now does my Consciousness create in a witness of me that is no longer separate than all of my beliefs that I separated, segmented, organized and fed a bunch of bull. The regimes of Satan are just that, not; but simply me being ignorant of who I am is for I was the devil but I am God. I was Christ but I am Antichrist. I am good, but for the bad. I am separate and equal not again not again for the equality of, it is I, now is made known and we are no longer fighting ourselves in the conflict of Eden thinking it Earth. My name is love. Grace Cottingham in Eureka Springs for now, no longer limited to it.
Understanding all things we shall now and put to rest that which has been in conflict since time began and you shall no more not realize who I am, that we are, it is I.
In your mirror.
Beholding the one.
No longer segmented into sexes.
No longer creating the veil.
Lifting love high and mighty will be now and no one shall govern me to bestow all my limitations that I imposed upon myself in the past.
Love is freed now.
I am one.
It is I.

7:39 a.m.
Monday October 12, 2026