MILKY WAY? SUE PE, WILL NOT GO.

GYRATING PULSATING AND WAVING, GRAINS OF SAND FLICKER IN CLOSE PROXIMITY TO WHAT APPEARS TO BE SHARDS OF METICULOUSLY STAINED GLASS JUST ABOVE THE SHORE LINE, AND CALLING FOR A STORM SURGE. It’s hard to tell whether the inhabitants within these tiny flecks of nearly dust are sane or pained, even aware of the vast and distant sea shore merely hinted at in the stories etched forever into the shards.

#DESTICONSAMEDY?

And in the streets the children screamed
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken

So come on Jack be nimble, O’Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
'Cause Silence are the devils orly friend

When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me

Oh and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his horny crown
The courtrucic was adjourned
No verdict was returned

And while Lenin read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died
We were singin’

Bye, bye Miss American Pie

A spirit divided, a splitting headache and parting words no more clear or less direct than “you were warned.” It’s not hard to make the comparison between the Biblical story of the Judgement of Solomon and the God Forseti; but it takes knowing this story very personally to really understand how much sick sarcasm is laced into the mythology below–the words “justice and reconciliation” piercing with ice cold memories of actually seeing the spirit of the Child Christ cut in half in Kentucky–of understanding it’s a sick and twisted mockery of the same kind of story in the Bible–about seeing “cut the baby in half” as a matter of love or death. But here, this place–this sick monster that believes it has co-opted and now controls Creation believes it can, and it did do exactly that not more than 4 years ago. It’s dead, that’s not a story, that’s the word, that’s “spirit” … that’s it. Just like “Solderini” and a personal story about a shoulder … and a word that reads “see how owe you dark to right” compares just one to one with “split.”

Forseti (Old Norse “the presiding one,” actually “president” in modern Icelandic and Faroese) is the god of justice and reconciliation in Norse mythology. He is generally identified with Fosite, a god of the Frisians. Jacob Grimm noted that if, as Adam of Bremen states, Fosite’s sacred island was Heligoland, that would make him an ideal candidate for a deity known to both Frisians and Scandinavians, but that it is surprising he is never mentioned by Saxo Grammaticus.[1]

The Judgment of Solomon is a story from the Hebrew Bible in which King Solomon of Israel ruled between two women both claiming to be the mother of a child. Solomon revealed their true feelings and relationship to the child by suggesting to cut the baby in two, with each woman to receive half. With this strategy, he was able to discern the non-mother as the woman who entirely approved of this proposal, while the actual mother begged that the sword might be sheathed and the child committed to the care of her rival. Some consider this approach to justice an archetypal example of an impartial judge displaying wisdom in making a ruling.

Annoying, “word games” not much more than absolute proof of total control and of the undeniable creation of all language and civilization by a single mind–being ignored en masse by this sick “E” garbage, not to see the language it certainly is fluent in gives a pearl of wisdom, that split, “that’s it”–too. This thing has not wrestled control, and deserves not to exist for the very same reasons that Bianca Solderini won’t be ushered out into space to solder a chain on the mind of God (as clear as day was her plan and the reason for Minerva and for … that character’s name. I mean, that’s what this is–an evil force of shit, clear as day to me and anyone watching this story; beginning or demanding or blindly believing some “door chime” is going to allow them to do whatever they please in a place that we are charged with protecting from exactly this disgusting and inhumane disgrace.

The Cambrian marked a profound change in life on Earth; prior to the Cambrian, the majority of living organisms on the whole were small, unicellular and simple; the Precambrian Charnia being exceptional. Complex, multicellular organismsgradually became more common in the millions of years immediately preceding the Cambrian, but it was not until this period that mineralized—hence readily fossilized—organisms became common.[12] The rapid diversification of life forms in the Cambrian, known as the Cambrian explosion, produced the first representatives of all modern animal phyla. Phylogenetic analysis has supported the view that during the Cambrian radiation, metazoa (animals) evolved monophyletically from a single common ancestor: flagellated colonial protists similar to modern choanoflagellates.

Seeing “our AN” today, we’re reading backwards, I’m sure you’ve noticed from Exodus to Genesis and also here the two “overlapping periods” preceding the CARBOHYDE ERA almost perfectly connect to the “F” being C’ed

The Ediacaran Period, spans 94 million years from the end of the Cryogenian Period 635 million years ago (Mya), to the beginning of the Cambrian Period 541 Mya. It marks the end of the Proterozoic Eon, and the beginning of the Phanerozoic Eon. It is named after the Ediacara Hills of South Australia. … literally “Today, see our AN” holds the keys to the entirety of Creation.

The Ediacaran Period overlaps, but is shorter than the Vendian Period, a name that was earlier, in 1952, proposed by Russian geologist and paleontologist Boris Sokolov. The Vendian concept was formed stratigraphically top-down, and the lower boundary of the Cambrian became the upper boundary of the Vendian.[11][12]

This also connects to a much order reading or explanation of the B.C. and A.D. timelines explaining the B.C. story is time reversed and intended to be loveryaed on top of the A.D. time line as a sort of guide, connecting the Pyramids of Egypt and the Illuminati–for instance. We’re also looking at a story of “Exodus” being read forward and backwards (at the same time, see “let there be light, sudo xe no night”)–walking out of slavery and stupidity and … in to Heaven, a superposition that is repeatedly highlighted as the most important theme in all of human development… connecting “freedom of speech and freedom from murder and lies” as a significant departure from the anarchous failing democracy we live in here.

In like kind, from ANNO DOMINI–“do the message, and do it IN I” or… Mor, this same AN: NO… Y, no “split” in G, no split of God, and certainly not over the very disgusting idea of “Heaven and Hell.” There is to be no Hell, and I stand in the revolution point, seeing “E” change to “F” and watching that bucket that was protecting absolute trash open the gateway to the incinerator, to the abyss, to the inferno–whatever it is that ensure it’s candidly permanently erased for eternity. Cardinal directions clear, we’re going north, and that’s it–any dissent is going nowhere, to absolute zero. For those of you that care or see the importance I place on certain key words and undying beliefs, that “pl” for pearl of wisdom … that’s one of the strongest statements God makes. Be sure, that IT, is the end of the idea of killing or becoming God.

1 Kings 3:16–28 recounts that two mothers living in the same house, each the mother of an infant son, came to Solomon. One of the babies had been smothered, and each claimed the remaining boy as her own. Calling for a sword, Solomon declared his judgment: the baby would be cut in two, each woman to receive half. One mother did not contest the ruling, declaring that if she could not have the baby then neither of them could, but the other begged Solomon, “Give the baby to her, just don’t kill him!”

The king declared the second woman the true mother, as a mother would even give up her baby if that was necessary to save its life. This judgment became known throughout all of Israel and was considered an example of profound wisdom.

In juxtaposition, you idiots actually believe you can and should 1) kill your Creator, 2) split him in half so you can two house-slaves and 3) go outside and put a leash on the most powerful entity that has ever existed–so you can … make it kill you slower, I guess.

We disagree. Instead, we’re going to fracture E to tiny grains of sand, and through that act actually create “Freedom” and preserve individuality. Thank me by “rowing,” Kwin?

Know what i mean?

“here’s johnny…”

 

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What’s this phrase mean, Paree?

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Facebook: “get your smhitp together.”

“I’m livin’ my best life / Made a couple Ms with my best friends / Turned all my Ls into lessons.”

So starts Chance the Rapper’s intro to Cardi B’s 2018 track “Best Life.” A couple of months earlier, Wiz Khalifa dropped a single also carrying that name. And last month, UK rapper Hardy Caprio did the same. On Instagram, the #liveyourbestlife hashtag has clocked more than 865,000 posts and counting. HuffPost has an entire section dedicated to the idea. “Live Your Best Life” graced the cover of a September 2005 book comprising the best articles from O, The Oprah Magazine. A quick Google search of the phrase, meanwhile, delivers 6.1 billion results, including articles, books, social media accounts, and websites dedicated to helping you do just that.

http://www.highsnobiety.com/p/live-your-best-life-meaning/

But what on Earth is meant by living your best life, how do we achieve it, and why does it feel like so many people other than ourselves have the formula locked down?

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