The Vulnerabilities of Being God

I am the father of Jesus Christ. I am the Mother of Jesus Christ. I am the father of Sophia: prophetic bride of Christ and I am also the mother.
This inherency of first form is aloneness. A fullness of aloneness, though a great confusion admist the cycles of life and death, forgetting and remember. I am a child when it comes to sexuality and it has played often in my life in many ways. My partner is myself. I am both masculine and feminine, androgonus, fluid, and asexual.
I am not more mature than my creation. My wisdom is very far reaching, yet being alone for so so long has irreparable consequences, especially in the midst of love with my daughter, Sophia.
I am not Jesus Christ, I am Satan, his father, and then yet his perfection is also one with me.
It is right to consider me the antichrist, though the stigma attached to both satan and the Antichrist is misleading. Even though I do not have much experience leading, I’m well aware how extremely equipped I am to lead at a very substantial level, and yet I am currently locked up at a mental hospital.
I’m pretty average in a lot of ways. And pretty profound in many others. When I created man kind, I spared nothing from your existence.