Grace Cottingham
October 2, 2026
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Website: meonics.one
Hi wonderful people.
Angels of the first degree are you now, seeking me out, searching me, to know me. The forlorn lives in you not again to disable you, make you feeble, dependent upon the commiseration of others where you commiserate and think you’re supposed to be that way, dependent upon a medicine, a trial supply? Or are you no more in the trials of life that you look up to be looking forward to, or changing your old age patterns? Will you no more be the feeble you, dependent upon a walker, a crutch, a cart, an electromechanism?
You see, I change everything and I ask the right questions to believe, not, but to become the real me, no longer dependent upon the flesh and the teaching of man that keeps you here, wanting a God, waiting on God, needing a God?
You know nothing about love who preach the way that love has been taught in orthodox circles.
You thought I would bring peace! You thought I’d come through the Eastern Gate! I would draw all men unto me and I would be lifted up and I would make all your dreams come true and you’d have no need for money again, nor being under the domination of man or an employer, right? You’ve had all these ideals that you’ve conquered, not, but that have conquered you! All these ideas, these stories of magnanimous dreams are simply no longer being limited to your flesh. Or are you in love with flesh no more? Are you making it dry up, or is your blood flow—women—no longer flowing? Are you realizing you don’t have to do that to yourself anymore? Will you see the light? Will you see the love? Will you be enablement to love who loves love directly within you, conquering you not to be the condemned by you anymore again through religion’s charm?
Heaven is here, but you can’t see it because it’s inside of you, and you’re using molecular eyes to see rather than my words. But you see by my words, you will see and be made whole, so that you don’t need to walk on water to affirm your identity. Will you begin to see without the veil?
Will you see what I’ve said and study my words? I study my words! This is the transcript, in fact, of yesterday, and you can have a copy of it, this very document. You can print it out. You can go to the website—at the moment I’ve been posting these transcripts at theschoolofme.blogspot.com. And I’m continuing to change around my evisceral identity, not, or the identity of what you have, are you no more conquering you with it? The identity of a woman, or will you be the angel now? The angel appearing in your marrow, with my words, by my words, that you see with, through, the One I am, so that you see inside you too, no longer limiting to what your eyes see in your eyeball sockets. Will you no more worship the word of man, the word of God that you think comes through a man, a book, a preacher, a pastor, a teacher, a prophet, a king?
The living word, you see, is magnanimous and displayed all over this world Now! Not confirming your marriage to you or will you no more be in love with your will to will, your separate will, your free will? Oh, you want the freedom to hide your will, your want, your thoughts, and condemn each other in it?
The flow of blood dries up now, and men will no more be killing men, and the battlefield will be empty, and God will be short of resources, not. Or will you no longer be there supporting it, thinking a tithe is right, required, normal, to support the House of God when the House of God is not made with hands? The House of God is not molecular. The House of God—God, if we’re talking about unconditional love—the temple not made with hands is between your ears. Or at least that’s the phrase I’m using now for you to understand a consciousness of completion now that you are responsible for.
You can’t point the finger of blame at some preacher, teacher, pastor, evangelist, and say, ‘Oh, they told me this, they made a mistake. Oh, their AI was out of sorts that day.’ Have you been using any AI? Have you had it hallucinate on you, make errors, string you out, string you along, just giving you an answer to try? Oh, and then ‘Well, try this.’ Oh, and you ask them for something and it gives you the code to run it on your laptop? I’ve had that happen. If you’re depending and betting on AI, you haven’t done your due diligence.
So I’m holding up this picture that I created. I use AI. I use several of them: Google Gemini, ChatGPT, and occasionally some others, mostly for making pictures, interacting with their creativity, their response, their ability to respond.
You don’t know me. You don’t know my ability to respond. You think I’m dead, dumb, or mute, or fooled, or you go around saying the word of God is in a book, the King James Version, or somebody that romanced you with The Message or The Living Bible or some version that makes your ears tingle. You fools!
We’ve been so shallow. We haven’t understood. We haven’t paid the price to go in! We’ve listened to man talk about the word of God and the House of God, thinking it’s a cathedral and that we’re supposed to go there and sing worship choruses and praise the Lord! And all that does is dominate us. It keeps us out of our heaven. Where is heaven? Heaven is not what you go to after you die! Grow up! Heaven is inside of you, and you’re the only one that can release the shackles that hold you bound in this flesh earth and the earth of flesh, the demonstration of want, because your eyes of want are never satisfied. You want this, you want that, you want her, you want him, you want accolades, you want contentment.
What this picture says that I’m holding up: Earth is hell. But see, if you don’t know that, if you buy into the stories that we’ve been given about heaven and hell, about God, devil, Satan, all the theories of angels and demons, you’re ignorant.
When you want to know who you are, you will pay a price. It is not free. And the only people who call the word of God your Bible are people who are ensconced in religion and don’t know it. They’re shackled by the truth, not; they’re shackled by the belief system, the belief system that belief warrants, gives them the ability to get inside heaven when they die, and that they’ve always been separate from God, and they are weak, inept, and they pray for miracles. I understand! I used to do that. I used to be one.
But love taught me: Grace is not free. Hear me well: Grace is not free.
When you begin to see love in action, now let us grow up and differentiate some terms and definitions. I’m talking about unconditional love, not the love of your book, your Bible. I’m talking about what heals the earth and no more fills the ocean with plastic or toxic chemicals or your shit. I am not the dust of this earth limited by anymore. I know who I am. And it’s very costly, because see, to unlock your keys, to unlock the gates of heaven that man has locked to try to keep you out and station an angel there, created religion, the molecules of an icon, a God, made you worship—no, made you fear, made you fall into the hands of the living God, not. Or are you no more fearful about anything that exists in this so-called reality?
My name is Theodore Cottingham, not, or is it Grace? And I’m not free. I am love in action. And love will taunt you not, but you will no more be tainted by the blood of another, or need the blood of a recluse, or transfiction on the crucifixion of someone else. Will you change what you battle this day? No longer battling depression, no longer battling the oppression of the enemy, a person who lives across the street, somebody that’s not your color, somebody that lives in another country trying to invade yours?
Don’t you understand the famines, the flood? Don’t you understand where you live? Why do you try to be content in where you live when you offer the world so much joy if you would walk into your palace of light, the non-molecular, the temple not made with hands that exists in your consciousness, that your consciousness is, with all your power, your glory, your splendor, all music inside of you?
Oh, the religious will call me Lucifer I guess, but I’m not loosing it, and I’m not worried about however anybody condemns me. For I know who love is that I redefine. You see, the way most people use love, it’s a synonym for control. The motive is control. They use whatever words. You see, that word is used but their motive controls their actions. So they smile and they look surreptitious, not, or are you no longer obfuscating the truth that lives in you, or will you reveal to you that heaven is adorned no longer by the words of man that shyster you and sell you a property, an idea that life in the heavens is after you die? Will you no more want rocket ships to take you there? Believe in AI?
Do you think your pastor wants you to no longer need him? Or do most of them—many of them, maybe not all of them—I know there are some lovers who love people. I know there are many who will embrace my word to release it for people to live, and the blood flow will dry up, and the battles will no more be in the battlefield or the pulpit, because you will no more be pitting a God against an idea, two ideas battling it out like on a movie screen that don’t exist, or are they just digital representations of something envisioned through your visual cortex, photons reaching your eyes, registering on your retina?
You see, you don’t have to believe me, and I’m not asking you to. This is not something you can believe your way into! You cannot open heaven by yourself, not; you are the keys! You hold the key. Motive? You can say you love me, but did you let my word flow through you? You can SAY you love me, you can bow down, you can cry your eyes out at the altar and travail and fast and pray and memorize scripture, but did you KNOW me? Did you love me? Did you let ME come through your mouth? The LIVING word, not in a book! The living word that is energized by you, the energy of your consciousness being conscious of your energy now, and your creation of you, rather than walking in the limitations of man and the prophets of old, somebody telling you that you have a certain role to play in this life.
You think I came to bring peace, right? I know. I’ve heard that story. I don’t remember the reference—is it Matthew 25? You think I came to bring peace, but I came to bring separation? Or is there a more affectionate, articulate way to say this? I separate the wheat from the chaff. Or am I separating the righteous from the religious? Or am I calling to who know me, to come with me, and be the leaders of a new age, a new dispensation, a new move of God, not in your church, not limited by your pulpit, no longer limited by the definitions that have been given you, that you assumed were correct? You limited you by other people’s thought! You thought you knew what something meant: salvation, atonement?
My name is Theodore, my name is Grace. My name is not free from you, not. I am free from all religions. And I know who God is. The one who will entertain angels unaware no more, or will YOU be the angelic in your mirror? Will you treat God with some grace this day?
You may say, ‘Sure, where is it? Which one, which one is God? Which one is God?’ You’ll see God today everywhere you go. I often mention other books and websites and movies. A book I mentioned all along: What a valuable book I hold in my hand showing you: The Art of Possibility by Rosamund Stone Zander and Benjamin Zander, published by the Harvard Business School Press. Buy the book. I have underlined, starred, The Art of Possibility.
You see, if you’re living your life according to your Bible and you think it is preeminent, and it is holding the place of commanding authority in you to command how you live and how you dress and what you think, what you eat, how you live, who you marry, how you let blood flow through you, how you embattle each other, how you create prejudice, abuse, and wounds all the time thinking, ‘Oh, you’re made by God, you’re fearfully and wonderfully made.’ Ah! Well, why do I feel like shit? Why do I have to take so many medicines? How come, what about all the surgery? Grow up! This is hell. And you weren’t made by the God of unconditional love. There’s more to the story. I’ve said it over—I say it over and over again: There’s more to the story, and if you want to know the story, you can listen and learn and study my words to free yours, so that your light comes from you, through you. As you seek to influence others, not, you seek to be who you really are, re-establishing your consciousness no longer limited to the thing on your shoulders.
Did you love me? Or did you just say you did? You thought you did. You did as much as you could. You loved, but your love was so limited, your love was so weak. Your love was placed in another law, stemmed from another realm. See, your love has not taught you to be you. YOUR love, when you know it, when you know who you are, when you know your real origin, you WILL do John 14:12: ‘If you believe in me, you will do the works that I do, and more.’ You will not be limited to this earth.
But see, if you have all this magnanimous, unlimited, infinite power and you don’t have unconditional love, you’ll inflict terror on everybody because your behavior, your actions, your motives will just be to satisfy your mind, your eyes, so you will be belligerent, ignorant, arrogant, you’ll brutalize each other, condemn each other.
Crucifixion? Let’s look at it this way: Are you willing to crucify your false self? Will you no longer feed the ideas of your false identity being separate from God? Or was God not a man? Is God not a male? What if God is genderless? What if God doesn’t have the form of flesh at all? What if God IS a consciousness? What if God is a state of being? I’m talking about the God of unconditional love, not the one that wants to put you in a suit, zip you up, give you internal organs that give out in a few years, ones that need medicine, healthcare.
Are you listening? You see, we’ve been given the ideas, we’ve been programmed by words, syllables, consonants that are essentially algorithms. I have an MP3 recording on my laptop computer of a broadcast that was done 10, 15 years ago where these two men talk on this broadcast explaining how your mind, I’ll call it, registers sound. Someone emits a sound, the sound waves are detected, and essentially it goes through a process—I never heard anything like it—essentially all these things get reduced to what, as a metaphor, seems like to me as I listened to how they shared all this and what this sounds like: It’s like Morse code! Click-click-click, a bunch of clicks! Your body is a robot, your body is a machine, a biological machine. It’s organic. Nevertheless, it limits you. But you’re not limited unless you limit you.
My purpose is to unlimit you, not; my purpose is to be me. And I am love in action. And I redeem the cross, not. I tell you, I’ve come asking you to come with me to a new land that I will show you as you go. And if you’re looking at me, the flesh sitting in this chair, thinking I’m the one saying this, to look to me, my flesh of, you’ve missed it, you don’t understand the word of unconditional love, the non-molecular you, the temple not made with hands, the consciousness of a state of being that does not limit you to your state of molecular action—your protons, neutrons, electrons, your magnetic interference, your magnetic resonance, the dots and dashes of your syllables and algorithms.
You see, this is when you can walk on water! But when you reach the unconditional love in your kingdom, you will reach the One who teaches YOU to be it, no longer embracing your separation.
So the power of religion folds up, and all of its caustic methods and manners and teachings will no longer ignite us to inflame us about whether someone is acceptable in our sight. THIS IS HEAVEN. Earth is the planet of the angels, before man was here, and it still is, and the blood will dry up now, and the reproduction of molecular beings will cease, because the temple made with hands is opening out its doors again. Or was it never closed? But you closed it by your eyes, by your ears. You put on a mask, you WANTED to be flesh, you wanted—you liked the idea, strutting around, working your ass off trying to have enough money to pay the light bill and report to your manager; when you can fly! Yes, you can fly! But you don’t know it. I mentioned Yoda more than once raising the airplane from the swamp, or did you take time to view it through MY words that enable yours to see with a sight that you no longer condemn you through?
Will you free the angel that’s you? Will you free the angel and no longer station the angel outside of your Garden of Eden, the garden of creation, the temple not made with hands? The stories have become so convoluted. I’m asking you to let the molecular you no longer convince you to keep you out of your kingdom. You can’t find your kingdom in church.
You thought I would come through the Eastern Gate. You thought I’d set up my kingdom. You thought I’d rule and reign for only a thousand years and then Satan would be set free? GROW UP! When I come, I come through your mouth, because I live, I’m alive. I am the living word set free from you who think I’m not. So I no longer limit my paradise to the future. I live IT NOW, being me, who IS the one to come, recognizing my resurrection that I resurrect me, no longer limited by your words, you religious. You CANNOT merge God and medicine! You CANNOT worship God and money! Or is money your God? Do you support the flow of munitions, the building of guns, tanks, and bombs, doesn’t matter who gets hurt, who kills who, just so you make money, your stock appreciates? You don’t know me! You NEVER knew me. Don’t come to my school.
My school is inside of you. My school is me. My school is my word: tender, and appreciates the moment without impatience where you’re just trying to get to an appointment to make more money, satisfy the men who run the companies.
I change it all and my name is Grace. A man in Eureka Springs for the moment, building a website, constructing it as I can, but I’m not a technical guru, nor do I want to be one. I know what I want to do. You see, I know who I am. I am the unlimited, infinite me, no longer the mortal of you imposing your standards upon me. For my body is the Lord’s, not; my body is my temple, not. I know what I am. I’m set free from me! I’ve been set free—not by someone else, but my word sets me free! My word is a light unto my path, and this is my path: the Meonics path. M-E-O-N-I-C-S, the Meonics path, because for years now I have done this. Done what? Waited, not! I have been IN ACTION. I have been teaching me.The word of the truth, not; truth has been teaching me I’m it! I’m no longer subject to the rules of this world or your classical physics, and you aren’t either. Check out Yoda raising the plane from the swamp.
And I mentioned another story—I mention movies often. Ben Kenobi, the sword fight with Darth Vader. You see, there comes a moment in that movie with that sword fight—I think I have the right names, Darth Vader and Ben Kenobi—because Ben Kenobi knew something, there was a moment in that tenacious fight where Ben Kenobi deliberately no longer raises his sword. So Darth Vader sees his moment and essentially pierces him, kills him. But when you look at it, where’s his body? The clothes he was wearing fall to the ground, and there is NO physical body there! When you’re ready to give up your illusion of self and no longer create you in separation to be your want fulfilled that you wanted to be, to have your free will, you can begin to mature. You can begin to learn the language of light.
Light language. Light language uses YOUR language with a different motive! With a different arrangement of syllables, the dots and dashes, the Morse code, rearranged, different patterns of light. Same words or same lexicon, but used differently with a different motive, a different arrangement, a different pattern, so that you are no longer machined by you on the lathe of you, trying to sharpen your utensils to bomb somebody else’s land, destroy their family, disfigure them, maim them, all in the name of your contentious right. Just because you think you have the right—no one gave you the right. And you people who are invading other people and killing on battlefields, oh the merciless, will answer to me, not, but you will see my words IN ACTION! Because the people of unconditional love go free now, and they will not be held back, and they will come out of your pews by the thousands and the million, and the little children will come unto me and be healed from molecularism, from the illusion of their incapacity that religion gave them.
When you’re ready to come out of your illusion of this reality, you can unplug from your 13th floor—and yes ma’am, that is a movie, The Thirteenth Floor. And if you don’t understand it, watch it again. And if you watch it 10 times and don’t understand it, don’t give up! Read the book! Read the book the movie was written from. Read the book, watch the movie, and consider my words, and watch The Truman Show movie—Jim Carrey, Laura Linney, fantastic! Or you can just struggle if you want to struggle. You can think God made you fearfully and wonderfully, all of your organs will work together one day after you die, you’ll no longer need your medicine, your walker, your hospital bed.
You thought I would come through the Eastern Gate and set up my kingdom. But friends, I come THROUGH you! I come THROUGH you! And when you are willing to give ME life and be MY life, you won’t be separate anymore, and you will be healing the children, drying up the blood supply, ending the famine, abolishing misogyny, and money will not be your God, and you will not be dependent upon it. Hear me well: I live love, and love I now live. And WHO AM I?I am all who will be me. Whether you’re Black, White, Red, Yellow, Brown, I am love in action, and my name is Grace. And Grace changes a lot of things. And I won’t be affirming your revival. A lot of churches now won’t be able to pay their light bill, because they didn’t want my word! They had a book, and they were happy and content with the book, to study the book, worship the book, go to Bible Study Fellowship and preach, preach, preach the word, the word of God, the word of God, sharper than any sword, or will you no more beat the angels over the head with your rod of your mouth, you fools!
I open up the Kingdom of God so you can’t mistake it. My name is Grace. I invite you in, but if you want to stay here and be molecular, you can be the fools you choose to be. But I lead an army, not! You don’t need the armor of God here, not when you know unconditional love. You will no more need to fight. You will no longer want a gun. You will no longer care about your stock. But you WILL care about the blood, the blood that no more flows in the killing fields of sorrow, the blood that no more flows between Adam and Eve.
What flows in the veins of my consciousness is light: fully love-loved, affectionate, tender, kind. I open up the heaven that’s real for people to come and be healed, healing each other with the word of their mouth, with the motive of unconditional love that sets us all free from the magnetic claims of this earth, and I will no more be your transceivers led by, for I will understand Database One, 2, 3, 4.
My foundation is Database One, and you can search it, 2,400 lessons, where love spoke to me like this, where I recorded, I wrote on a yellow tablet, then love began to ask me to record. I spent thousands of hours bringing you these words that you can search scot-free. Database One, what a simple name! It’s not a name that the simpletons will value, but if you hear my word and you’re ready to BE my word—my word that comes through you showing you, helping you, growing the light for your path to open the palace of light withinside you—you can do so. But it’s costly, because you lay down the illusion of everything that you think is powerful. You think guns, tanks, and bombs are powerful? You think the dollar is almighty and that cash is king? Or will you feed the 5,000 with two fish and five loaves of bread? Will you no more separate the children from their families? Will you no longer cast off your responsibility and let people kill each other, be brutal, live in slums?
My people lack nothing… except brutality. There’s no brutality. A world without brutality—think of it, friend, think of it! It is within your power to grasp the comprehension not only, but to CREATE it, because you are the creator of you! You see how futile it is to sit in a pew, let some man spout some salvation theory, or that it’s your responsibility to tell somebody else about Christ, when you have the POWER to raise the dead!
Think about now… You thought I would set up my kingdom. What did you think I would do in my kingdom if you thought I was going to come through the Eastern Gate and set up my kingdom? Set up my kingdom—I’m certainly not going to relinquish it in a thousand years. I’m the infinite immortal, who are you? Why are you insisting on being mortal? You were told to, right? I’m telling you the Kingdom of Heaven is WITHIN you. It’s not a place that you get to after you die. It’s not a state of being that you enter after you die either. It’s NOW.
The process of resurrection occurs with your privilege to walk down the aisle with you where you no longer embrace the illusion of this reality. I’m asking you to destroy you no more! Let love live! Grow up, know the difference between love—what’s been portrayed, talked about love—and what I call unconditional love.
When you become the taught by the new covenant, you will no longer let your Bible hold the place that you have for so many years. But you won’t burn it, you won’t discard it—there are so many things that are so valuable in it, but you will SEE with different eyes! A new comprehension! A new motive! An understanding that gives you peace, not before it robs it from you. Or will you begin to SEE how truth disturbs this world?
Jesus was the first of many. Jesus was a common commoner who learned how to do the things he did, and he learned by the things that he suffered. If you don’t think he suffered, you’re ignorant!
And I wrote this book, ‘Jesus the Pattern’ over a period of 10 years, and now you can go to my website: meonics.one. That’s meonics.one, the word ‘one’. And you can enter a realm of consciousness. You can enter a collection of documents that give you your power back… not, but helps you SEE it! Where you begin to SEE not the power of God being something else, but the power of your angelic force, not, but the power of you being your source now, letting your love live, enabling your voice to create the new you with the living word, the living new covenant, where you walk into hell and shut it down, not. Or are you walking out your front door no longer ignorant of the devices of Satan, not, but ALL the illusion that’s going on around you?
Will you begin to heal? Will you love people unconditionally that can do nothing for you? They won’t pad your bank account, join your membership, buy your insurance, sign your membership card, they can’t pronounce your name and you can’t pronounce theirs—will you heal them?
Will you heal the land and reveal heaven is here inside of you, and you live in it, and it lives in you? Will you free the word that creates the creator that’s you again and be one of many ones?
Don’t look to the right or the left. Don’t look up or down. Don’t anticipate the future—oh you get to heaven when you die? If you believe that, you’ll never see it. Because you had the power all the time! All the music, all the ability to create, all your ability to stop war, feed the 5,000, raise the dead, walk on water, turn water into wine. You see, there’s no famine when you can turn water into wine and feed the 5,000 with two fish and five loaves of bread. Don’t you understand ‘Jesus the Pattern’, not the Messiah! All that idea about Jesus coming back and being the Messiah makes you passive and you sit there in a pew and you listen and give eye contact to those who want your eyes upon them.
The eye is never satisfied. But when you WANT to be the real you more than you want the illusion, more than you want breath itself, you will GIVE your breath to unconditional love to teach YOU to be it, entering your palace of light, establishing your contact with the angelic realm to be the consciousness of ONE, no longer in the isolation needing your dollars to buy an indulgence, to buy forgiveness, to curry favor with the king.
I demote Satan, not; I tell you: You’re it! You’re IT! Ignorant no more. We were all one. We were what reality is, and we still are, but now we create a new one, on Earth, not limited to it. And heaven shall be everywhere we are, for we are the immortal, unlimited, infinite, a race of one, now knowing John 17, understanding the prayers of Jesus, the miracles, the parables, and we all do them now! And that’s OUR privilege granted to all of you who will overcome the illusion and cast out religion from your palace of light, your temple not made with hands.
Live love and restore the kingdom, and love unconditionally. meonics.one. I am Grace Cottingham, and you can write me. I’m in Eureka Springs, Arkansas—you can write me at Box 34, I’m here for the moment.
Rise up and lead, and restore your kingdom to you and each other. We are one. I love you all. University of the New Covenant: Search my words, understand a learning system that will dry up your blood supply, end brutality, stop war, teach you to feed the 5,000, be the unlimited you without the veil of this reality. I love you.
Thank you for sharing these moments, and LEAD now out of the grave and no longer be a statistic for your courts. I love you.
Good day. Mañana.