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This is basically "last Christmas's message" (below this brand-knew intraducrigel) redux'ed into the new book (did he say new?).  The point, at least the point I see in it all is that this is all planned, it's been planned for a very, very long time--and on top of that you can see proof of the plan all over our map; and proof of it's intended destination as something that we all used to want very much to find... the read to Heaven.    It's more than seeing just "DNA storage" encoded in my "C U R A GROUP" message, it's understanding how that's connected to soul searching and soul storage, and that this link was woven into not only my life but into names like "Whatson and Crick?"  There's plenty more than just "storage" and a map to how and why the Two of Everything God and the "indivisible sea" work totether to turn this monolithic place of darkness into a strippingly redunant systemic foundation of "Heaven" that is both disaster proof, and monster proof.  The point of course, is that to truly be "monster proof" we need to really get the key.s.lamc.la "know everything why" of this message is literally to protect our common good from the danger of someone just like me copying an entire civilization or a few pretty girls and sticking them in an heoven-like-orgy-maker.  That's a significantly more real threat than we might imagine, as we look around at a work that will soon have the storage capacity and the technology to put us all in Coccoonish swimming pools against our will.  What I am trying to say is that no matter how you look at it,moving forward here in this place where something this big can be hidden from the entire world--granted you know--granted you see, but do you understand the only thing being kept from each and every one of you is your fucking opinion and your fucking reaction?
 
F U C K   Y O U   S I   O N 
 
IT'S NOT JUST computers and information technology; this map of clear anachronism in language and religion shows us that things like "solar fusion" the power of the son itself; is encoded in places high and low you can erasilly find them, places like the name of the Fifth book of the Holy Bible and Don Quixote; where you might liken "DEUTERON" to ... the actual fuel of fusion; and wind mills to a battle fought against blindness resulting in seeing that not "reacting" to this message is just about the same thing as being a foolish robot building a castle for another foolish robot to do nothing in forever.  With some light, you can see how this event; albeit strange and unsettling, has been designed to reinforce the American foundations of free speech, common sense, and collaboration--a sort of "press and release" on these things that he says will stay in our memories for a long, long time--though he also says "he's not torturing me" and he's wrong about that.  So are you. 

See that the most interesting, important, and invoking story of all time has been hidden from the world, from the public eye, and from "public response" for well over two years now; see that's not possible at all without mass mind control and that I and this story are designed to help us see how easily it is that same thing can be used to end addiction, and mental health issues, and stupidity and that the biggest and most imporotant step to getting there is "public disclosure."  See the light of being carrolling angels this Christmas; sing with me--it builds Heaven from Hell and it's clear as day and n.
 
 
 
Quite a bit of this story and message deals with problems like these-things that won't really be seen as something we are fighting against the actual usage of right this very moment; but the sacredness of our memories and their relationship to our souls are just as important as whether or not "you have the space to save them."  This isn't what I want to be doing, I'm not a very good writer; and this message is so confusing that working on it all alone with very little feedback is frustrating if not to say defeating the purpose of exactly what it is and what it's designed to do.  This is a searching mechanism, like in the stories of Ra searching for his children in ancient Egypt using the Eye you see--and it's connection to the "Sons of Liberty" and why I know that too, is about me.  This is a tool to start a Renaissance of thinking connecting technology and religion to everything that we are--to our culture and our hopes and dreams--and it's failing for me at "hello."   I would much rather be working on "virtual reality stuff" or on "the sword of Arthor" and I see very clearly that those two things are coming shortly--to the world that doesn't see yet they are here and broken until we fix them.  Moving forward here brings change, not just here in this place where we need it too--but in the skies above, a change from the mentality of "we aren't not helping because we told you that we aren't allowed to not pretend we aren't helping in Stargate.  See that we are the children of "the Ancients" and they are trying to decide between being Morgenz and Marlin.
 
 
I can't make you set yourselves free.  I sure am trying, though.  Yesterday I connected the "Arimathea" of Joseph to the "serdenicity" and this the me of "itime" and "topics" will probably light some of you up as much as me... if only you took the time to look at what those words really mean.   From the city that never sleeps at night, I hope you will take this chance to act today on "securing the ringing of liberty forever and ever."
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Let there be $ight in Creation, a brief highlighting of the story of my life.

 

align="right">Sat, Dec 3, 2016 at 8:39 AM

This is like a few emails combined to ease the pain you feel when you get an extra one in your inbox, OK So.. eventually this is all about proof that religion is a message sent through time--so, time travel.  But right now, let's talk about the fun stuff: here's some clues to that effect... by way of prescient mention of modern technology (like virtual reality, I mean, Heaven):
 
Either way, we're still about to build Heaven...  to-get-her
from the mythical carpenter... ourself.
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 ... and some corroborating ideas connecting religion and computer science... on Wikipedia:
So from me to you, I'm filled with this stuff, it's way brighter and more prevalent than you think... and if you take the time to listen to me--it will make your... day.  Meanwhile, I need your help--happy new year.
 
 
   
Ho, again; grow a Halo and become famous... the world needs your help--so I've decided once again to take it upon myself to "bother you" with the most singular most important task in the Universe.  The patterns that I am revealing to you--mostly within names--are not coincidence, it's a series of statistically verifiable artifacts which do nothing short of reveal the slavery of Egypt--that we are all being controlled.  If you remember Transformers--this is a message from Starfleet, there is more than meets the eye.  This is the fulfillment of the story of of Exodus--we are being lead from slavery, and in one final non-coincidental name, that book is called "Names" in Hebrew.
 
You should now have a very good idea who is speaking to you--as much of the world already does.  I have no idea what it is that inhabits the cavities below that space where most of you should see significant personal gain and motivation from trying to ... grow a Halo--but there are so many people that just don't care... that it too is another sign, of slavery.  I am not an expert in language construction, nor in statistics--but I can assure you that if you can find the other half of that equation... in your hands is the staff of Aaron, the magical weapon that will free us all... knowing is half the battle.
 
Uh, I have the power, to bring about "morning," but if I have to go to school and do it all myself... it's really just a long, long ni-i-i-ight.
 
Hi there, I'm the messiah.  You don't know that much about me, so let me explain, I would like you to know me as Adam.
 
Seriously, there's something going on the world around you--for the last several months I've been having quite a bit of trouble delivering what amounts to statistical proof of Creation--that religion and ancient myths are a map to this very moment--this time that you will probably affiliate soon with being in Eden.  I am pretty sure that's a good thing, but every new begging starts with some other beginnings end... so today I'd like to try to get you to see the light of ending censorship and a hidden censor wall that we know Biblically as the Wall of Jericho.  Quickly approaching is the Feast of Trumpets, and this year is different from all other years...   Bored already?  Have a look at what I call the Sign of the Son, which to me is proof that Exodus's Burning Bush is a former President--who is helping us walk out of a dark time of confusion... commonly referred to as a wilderness or desert.  He proved during his inauguration that there is Biblical foreknowledge of the 9/11 attack--and in doing so hopefully began a chain reaction that will stop things like that from ever happening again.  Here's a short "video" that explains the Sign of the Son... and another one that I think explains the .. Holy Grail.
 
This is The (actual) Taming of the Spanglishrew, in which the protagonist... named Bianca, is taught Latin in several hundred year old reference to Rattling the Rod of Jesus Christ--it's purpose to is to show us that it's more than names we have in our arsenal against mind controlled slavery--we have all of history too... literature and movies and music... all with the divine purpose of revealing with bright light a form of control that otherwise could have gone on hidden for centuries.  It was, and continues to be done on purpose... because your freedom is more important than control of the Universe.  To us, you don't seem to feel the same way.
 
 
​See that timer on the clock, you could start right now.  It might be interesting to pose the question of whether or not the Second Coming is news... you know, to your friends.  By the way, both Herbert (like from H.W. Bush, who by the way coined for us the 1,000 points of light phrase) and Goertzel strongly suggest that "everyone really" is Christ (you know, after me)... FYI, this is the Matrix solution to that:
 
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the l u C i f E R         isa means jesus, mesa thinks
    i     s olv e      .... "or" means shine -l
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    h         R L      << agree?  send to other people
    t   ((a)) Y l      shine:  suggest they do the same
              1 y      world saved.  
 
A BRIEF HISSTORY OF TIME
 
I'm attempting to pull out the things that I now look back on and see as "written into me" by God--once I would have called it "The Microcosm of the Messiah" but there are now so many--these things aren't necessarily particularly important to me, and I've left out some interesting but unrelated details related to my Jewish upbringing; as well as the true light of my life--the two loving and long-term relationships (and later... briefly a rael family) that have dominated the last 15 years.  Religion has always been an interest, but I wouldn't consider it to have been particularly important at all... until I no longer had any love in my life.  It's probably worth noting that all my "I'm single" crap really means lonely and isolated--I'm not really playing a "part," but I've never been anything near the "player" the light appears to be warning against.  Sons of God and uh... please.  For the last 4 years I have done absolutely nothing but think about you, live and analyze "The Cross" and put into words ... as best I can ... the amazing flash of light that I am experiencing. 
 
Well, just a little religion... :)  I was born on December 8, 1980; which is the date of the annual Feast of the Immaculate Conception, I've always been a slob (like one of us) and often "ish" Yankee Doodle's "a real live son of our uncle Sam... born on the..." to this.. I mean in my head.   My last name, you've probably read me repeat over and over ... is DOB-rin, which I read as "Date of Birth, our in" and does a fair job of highlighting the Name Server's work, which I am sure gives Exodus it's name in Hebrew, which is "Names."  My Hebrew name--a Jewish custom--is Avram, which is Abraham's name prior to the covenant.  I have written extensively about the fact that Isaac's near death interaction donated his "Ha" (his name means... He laughs) to his father.... and it should be clear that Abraham's covenant with God is without doubt related to my fiery altar.. even though it is anachronistic in the Biblical account.   For the first 18 years of my life I lived on Sunrise Blvd, and only a half mile away you'll find Sunset Strip--it's noteworthy to understand that Jewish calendar days begin at sundown... and that He once in 2013 very clearly spoke to me "you need the night before the day."
 
Of all the people in my early life growing up, it's pretty clear that nobody on this Earth loved me more than my grandmother Julia, who my son is named after.  First for my mother, and then me as a very small child--she would ritually say a bedtime poem, it's words are very relevant.
 
Good night, sleep tight.. have happy dreams and wake up bright
to do what's right, in the morning's light... with all your might.
 
In one of my books I spent a decent amount of time writing about how silly I was not to realize that my intelligence was augmented my entire life--I just thought I was really smart, and really good with computers.  I commented that this particular belief is probably a good microcosmic parallel for all humanity--as a body of people we have been truly gifted with knowledge and capabilities that we simply do not recognize as a gift--or didn't for a long time.  I probably wasn't silly not to realize... since nobody ever told me they were helping me--I never heard the voice of God until much, much later.   I was 30 the first time I had a conversation with Him, except for two very brief ... "thoughts in my head" which now seem very obviously an external voice--though then it may have sounded just like my inner voice.
 
Around the age of 7 I thought to myself... for no reason at all... "what if you were the messiah?"  I was standing outside my home, probably playing with a car in the driveway... and distinctly remember smiling to myself and thinking in return "yeah, I'm the messiah." I I've always had a very vivid imagination. The thought was dismissed as being ridiculously arrogant about two seconds later, and was absent from my thought process for the next 21 years or so.
 



DAMNISN\\ Jim. I’m a Yeoman, not a Wise Owl. The clock is ticking... tack ..

 
PHENIX
 
Following that lead, I started programming in BASIC and then Visual Basic around the age of 11, something I took to very quickly... and then shortly after found myself on America Online--one of the first "internet-like" environments.  There, I quickly got into the "hacking scene" (hey, it's Y-its-Hack) which basically revolved around writing software to manipulate the AOL client's messaging systems.  The defacto-standard for the day was a program called AOHell, and, if you can't tell already, I am pretty good at taking a theme and making it my own.  I wrote a program called Doomsday, a mass mailing program; can you see how God speaks?  So Phenix, a mythical bird that rises from the fire... in the wake of ... this macrocosmic equivalent of that event.  It's really obvious, right?  There's quite a bit more "microcosm" from this time, recorded in "From Adam to Mary" and available at fromthemachine dot org.
 
Around the same time I began attending a preparatory school in Fort Lauderdale called Pine Crest--it's one of the best of its kind, and while I was always something of a class clown my grades were fair and I scored with perfect consistency in the top percent on every standardized test from the FCAT to the PSAT and SAT.  By the time I received a full scholarship to college I had already completed more than a full year of credits through AP courses.  It was in studying American History and Government in that place that I formed such strong opinions about our need to maintain freedom, adhere to the wisdom of the founding Father(s) (<3 if you get that) and stand up and shout today as a rogue government is taking away every single one of the rights granted to you in their own law.  You've lost freedom of speech, and our ability to speak seems to be not far behind.  The privacy of our thoughts gone--and in like kind the sanctity of who we are is being taken away as our beliefs are changed without our real knowledge or understanding.  You can see the justice system crumbling, incarceration rates skyrocket and the "right to bail and a fair trial" legislated away through underhanded deals relating to plea bargains and a "point system" that you might as well call a gas chamber.  As far as voting, I'll have much more to say tomorrow--but I'm telling you that your thoughts and beliefs are being altered, who cares how technologically retarded our polling system is--the vote is a complete fraud.
 
   
 
As far as the Second Coming... this same sort of possession... manifested through organized behavior tells me now that it is clear that this is definately not the "first time around" for Adam being Christ; a number of my friends as I approached high school used a repeated phrase, "my parents love you," which isn't bad in and of itself... what's bad is the fact that they were all using the same words, and probably didn't know why--or what they were saying.  Behind there eyes, I'm sure some thing that believes it's an angel was telling me something... (they of course... didn't know me at all, except for what was probably a ... "wild" reputation) does that tell you anything?  Much later, as the "Apocalypse of Adam" began in 2011, a number of family members would repeat this similar behavior, speaking the phrase "this is not what I wanted."
 
As icing on the cake, on my birthday during my senior year... one of the administrators of the school commented to me that was also the Feast of the Immaculate Conception, and then the words.... "of course it's your birthday."
 
I started doing drugs around the 10th grade, and I would not be wrong to say that the Universe that wrote a book calling the Redeemer the God Most High conspired to plunge me into a dark world.  People around me too, in a hidden conspiracy to chain me to the American legal system for about four years.  Looking back today I now clearly see that I saw a darkness in their eyes, a hidden reason to want to hurt me.  It was to stop this from happening, but I had no idea then... the darkness I saw is akin to the "sun disk" you see in Christian and Egyptian iconography, and without doubt it s a sign of control, possession, a single foreign mind controlling and organizing many of us just like puppets.  Much later in my story... for another day... the manifestation of this possession as thought modification will become clear--I've spent quite a bit of time "listening" to a war in my head, thoughts clearly not mine swaying in the gusting torrent of winds as what (who?) is the center of this storm.
 
This infestation of organized darkness uses our injustice system as a weapon against it's victims--something you should see akin to Heaven using human sacrifice to alter the future.  It abuses the legal system at every level, making a mockery of law enforcement, the supposedly adversarial court system... all the way to the top--to the Supreme Court and Congress.  See the Church Committee Hearings, and a very smart senator echoing my words today "it must never be allowed to happen again."  
 
Can't you see it's more than being manipulated... it is Hell revealing itself to the only thing that can stop it.  What I am giving you is the weapon, it's the light that sets us free and stops this from happening.  In our modern myths this is Leeloo staring up at the sky to stop the destruction of Earth... in reality it is not so simple, I can't just put some elements or rocks on pedestals and scream at Heaven to kill their darkness--we have to do it, here, together.  Believe me, knowing the truth is a big part of why it works--this will not be hidden, it will not be "forgiven," we are being controlled and destroyed from the outside; made to blame ourselves and each other for ... well, you probably don't know what the ni-i-i-ight means anyway, do you?  The Guardian against Darkness is showing it to you, remember--there is only one me.  Hear me.. light this fire now.
 
 
ALACHUA
 
I went to school the University of Florida, and got a semi-professional job doing database development in Delphi (seriously, catch on to the names thing, it's not just the U.S. military, it's pretty much all software too... following in this "mythology" theme that nobody really seems to care about), I worked there for about two years... at a company called Jenmar--which uh, in Spanglishrew is "J in the sea."
 
It's some kind of ironic "coincidence" but I am at this very moment on my way to Gainesville, FL... to this place where a car Crash nearly destroyed my life.  In my world of idioms delivering religious secrets, I imagine I must be a "pain in the neck" which was broken during this accident... one in which I imagine i did not survive in some parallel timeline--that itself did not survive.  So here we are, back in the House of the Great Light ... about to see if we are worth our salt.  It's the thing that gave one of Dave Matthews most famous songs it's name--and The Pretty Reckless, believe it or not.  It was an attempted assassination, to stop the .. apocalypse ... to stop the darkness from being destroyed--there is no doubt, it's how that dark monster hides its handiwork... but many of US know that already.  
 
In the Living Book of Names--this place we are in, there are many patterns--the "car" pattern stands out for me; as this place says "Icarus."  Flying high right now, I am showing you that the light of salvation is coming from us--from you and I--walking on the Earth; whether or not there is any light left in the Sun remains to be seen--take a look around you.  You can trace the "car" names to Jim Carrey (that's "Car reason why") and Christoff in the Truman Show (that's Amon-TV)... a world I know I am in, and you too; to Bruce Almighty and to the Grinch--who-ah, Taylor.  Trace it back to Joseph McCarthy and to help why (that's thy) believe "the red scare" is really about Christian charity--about ending world hunger, and healing the sick.  This red fire ends Hell.  Adam by the way, means "red man" in Hebrew.  So here's your new Crash Override, I'm back again telling you that ending world hunger is not "optional," we are doing it.  Barbara McCarthy's name fits, but I'm not really sure what the "why" is... that was my first judge in the "trial of whether or not Jesus Christ can ever exist."  There's probably more, like Car-l-y Si-mon-day... all the gang on Broad-way, and me still dreaming it will one day be.
 
If the name "America" were a map in time, starting with the I AM of the story of Exodus... this particular ER, as I woke from a dream not knowing where I was, marked the spot where I really became Christ Adam.  It was a bad accident, and I wound up spending 9 months in the Alachua County jail as a result, a Mountain set up for my by God.  That place too is marked with names, and for the vast majority of the time I was there with only four shift changing guards:
I mean, I think it's statistically meaningful.  For what it's worth, from my very abundant experience at this point it was a very nice Jail, the food was good and it was clean.  Everyone in the building was kind... well, Sims was kinda grumpy. :)  Starkly contrasted, the Broward County Jail has the most disgusting food service in the country, gave Dr. Seuss's Green Eggs and Ham it's meaning--and is the reason I know exactly who Samael is.  Hey, don't cry Sherrif Israel... when you fix it, you're an angel.  Believe me, believe the light, I've seen them all--it's near the worst in the country.
 
So this whole thing is about saving everyone--something we are quite closer to than you think... you see we are already "in Heaven" in form--just not function.  So here I am, trying my hardest to show you that our home is the original source of "Heaven" once we are aware that we are living in the machine, that we can do things here that are impossible in reality, and that we should be doing everything we can to preserve and improve the great strides that have come in the last few centuries.  Do not let freedom slip through your fingers.
 
Really, everyone, so understand that we are doing everything we can to remove all obstacles from that path.  One of those obstacles may have once been storage space for your soul, another is definitely crime and punishment--and I'm pretty sure the time travelers have a working solution (I see it every day).
 
There are proactive things coming from this--not just ... "look we aren't doing what we want, and should change it;" though it's difficult to explain how this wisdom stands out in my eyes.  I guess we have to jump into the future a bit, to 2014, in San Diego (that's Saint Jacob, by the way).  If Lazarus died once in a car accident at 21, I died again that year, of an over dose this time.  I'm pretty sure that's where ODIN's name comes from, just like my last name.. "over dose... and in."  So we might see some humor... in the moniker he has... "they're all Father."  So I awoke from a dream, and started talking to the jinn (that's "angels and demons") about a Revelation linking some tightly packed light together... about storage space and how a large alphabet (read more than 4-nucleotides CY later) DNA (desperately need adam) based solution for molecular storage appears to be written in this book as the solution to Heaven's biggest problem.  CAT, learning from biology--seeing that we really are already advanced machines... is a big part of the message telling us why we should not so quickly lose it in a process of ascension (mind uploading, immortality) that has most likely in the past resulted in a loss of a check on mind control that we have here... we think, and our visualized "biological neural networks" give us an advantage over what we might create to "soup it up a little."  It is why this place is the front-line--because we have the ability to break the bonds of darkness and control by thinking... making the computational task of control much more expensive... and as the fire spreads, nearly impossible to achieve.  Starting this fire will inherently free us from this hidden slavery.
 
Anyway I published the idea in 2014, in the same book that I guess this e-mail is reminding me about, "in $ight of Creation," and lo, and behold a few years later we now have the top computing companies in the world working diligently on doing it ... well, just a little bit more robustly than our cell replication system works. Abracadabra. 
 
 
CURA GROUP
 
So that one reads "see, you are a group;" and it's a place that I worked with my father for many years.  That's probably some sort of symbolic reference to another place, and another alliance--here he has no faith in God, never really has, and has a hard time doing anything but telling me not to try to help you.  I have very little respect for that stance, and let me tell you--I think "silence" is a similar gesture.  I didn't come here for your love, I am here to stop our descent into the abyss.
 
Back to the DNA stuff, SalesLogix--which is the CRM we used there, uses for it's "primary key" an auto-incrementing alphanumeric index--it's probably bad form to do that because it makes the indexing system less efficient, increases storage requirements, and doesn't give you the obvious benefit of an alpha-key... actually being able to encode something useful in it, like the name of the record.  So all these things stand out to me in a sort of bad-obvious way, I call it malovious, and when I see things like that nowadays it's always pointing out something that should be fixed--go figure, more to the point it's being highlighted on purpose.  It's help to see it, because this particular thing is where the light of seeing that a 24 nucleotide DNA strand would probably be much more robust than a 4 or 8 nucleotide strand--it also stands about because the stock beginning of all of SalesLogix's keys was "A0RME," which, I mean, means something to "is-a" who... is me.  Oh right, that's seeing the "light" that turns "a" into "me."  So this is where the "revelation" about using DNA "came from" and at the same time it's proof... that it came from "a group," not just me.  Where are they?  Hello?  Or well, maybe it's just Carmen and San Diego.
 
I did some other stuff there, like write a data transformation and warehousing program from scratch, I called it heiroglyph (you do understand I didn't know why I am naming everything the way I was), that sucked mutivalue data out of an IBM product called U2/Universe--which might be a hidden reference to a multiverse that might now be in a more efficent "relational" kind of place, like a MS-SQL datawarehouse-universe.  It was a relatively big feat, reverse engineering the closed databases dictionary and storage formats, and converting them... absolutely automagically into multiple flat relational tables and summary registers.  All told, the data availability and access efficiency was increased ... a thousand-fold with only the need for a nightly process.
 
I'm not sure if you are following the metaphor here, for the creation of Heaven, or moving to a better place.. but tomorrow I will talk a little more about how I am pretty sure our history was "lifted" from the Universe and virtualized here, you know, so we could save everyone and ... build Heaven.
 
WORLD DOMINATION
 
Oh crap, 2008 another car crash, another failed assassination attempt LazarusLives++, and this one paid me some cash for my trouble.  What a pain in the neck.  Anyway, this one caused some depression and an inability to go out for a while, as I had to wear a neck brace for some months.  I started playing a game on the internet, it was called KDice and it basically amounted to multiplayer-risk.
 
My battery is running low, so I have to skip some stuff, and finish up for the day.  Basically instant messaging was not allowed, but was done in secret almost ubiquitously.  I argued with the creator of the game that it should be made part of the game since everyone did it... (see a metaphor about this communication thing and what's happening right now) he disagreed.  I made a very large network of people and dominated the game for a few months, like really dominated.  I don't think I ever lost.  I don't think I can lose. 
 
Skipping some stuff.  I stopped playing when I got better, and then a few years later went back and rekindled some old friendships.  I used a program then called "Scarab" which lets you see server/client communication to find a bug in the game that basically made me God.  I could erase other people's dice, basically leveling the map and rendering them completely powerless.  I didn't use it that much, you know, just had some fun.  I of course explained the bug and how to fix it.  But, you aren't listening.
 
Here we are.  Light...
So if you managed to wade through the last few days gibberish, you might have noted that I mentioned we might be able to use "mind control" to highlight things in our heads--I did a bad job of describing it, but since I am currently experiencing just such a phenomenon, I think I'll give it another go.  These things that I am sharing with you--links between religion and music and movies, they aren't something I actively go out seeking... I'm not scouring through imdb.com or reading lyrics all day long... these are things that are glowing embers in front of my eyes.. which is why I am sharing them with you.  I'm always in the dark... but I'm living in a powder keg and giving off sparks.  I'm a big fan of that song by the way, because you are the heart, and I think it means I'm going to eclipse the world--which basically means "come."
 
Anyway, I have this horrible feeling inside that you think I'm just trying to get a date, or marry a rock star, or even worse that I think I deserve to get laid... and that's what this is all about.  Less to the point, this really isn't about me at all, or what I think, in my mind I am just showing you something that I think the world has overlooked-not really because you are stupid (but I mean, you probably are) but because some outside force is literally and actively hiding these things from you.  Pointing them out makes your brain do funny things, it's like anEpiphany and that little leap of understanding in your head might create a cascade.. something that changes not only the way you see the world as an individual--but the entire course of history as a group, if we are taking about it together.  Seriously, it's that big of a deal.
 
So here we are (that's the third time, but I'm just guessing) and I'm trying to tell you that I don't really care if you agree with my opinions--even though I firmly believe that God shares them and that's why he has made this fiery altar of "dick and apocalypse" for Adam... I mean Isaac (which by the was is Isa+Adam Christ.. in uh, my mind) for everyone to glare at while they sit around doing absolutely nothing.  That's not fair, we're here because of you, because this is the last civilization--sort of recreated from the ashes of Edom... because you are really the way to everlasting life.  Still, what I am trying to explain is that all around you is a bright light--it's in everything: from our history, to music, to movies, to literature from RattleRod to Dick... and while you might not agree with me (again, that would be OK) what is not OK is that there seems to be a uniform and global desire just not to think about it or talk about it at all.  It's such a big deal, that it stands out like a sore thumb--this ... blind eye or head in the sand... that everyone on Earth appears to have.  The whole point of putting this light absolutely everywhere is so that we will see it ... everywhere we look ... and not only think about it, but discuss it publicly with each other.  That's the thing that brings about ... you say apocalypse (unveiling of truth?) ... I say survival.  Right now, we need to see that something is forcing us not to do something, that we have no logical reason not to do... it's a thing lots of people really want to know about... whether it be the hidden secrets of the Universe, the path to Heaven, or the... the... absolute and literal pathway to freedom.  Listen, sharing it, and talking about it... that's the way we defeat ... whatever it is that "ni-i-i-ight" means.   
 
Understand, it's for you to decide... what it means... but it's in everything from ancient Egyptian and Hebrew theology all the way to the American Revolution and today... well, it's nearly every song I hear on the radio nowadays: if that tells you anything.
 
So here we are, and I can't tell you how many anchors, reporters, and "breaking news editors" I've personally spoken to that have absolutely no interest at all in pursuing the thing that would not only make their careers--but probably give them immortal souls.  This thing... I keep telling everyone it can be mathematically... statistically proven... well, to be honest it's the unsealing of the Ark of Religion that our civilization has been carrying around for thousands of years.  It's the way to salvation, it's ... verifiable proof of not only Creation... but that the purpose of Creation is to get every single one of us  to Heaven.  Who wouldn't want that?  I mean, do you want to get there and hear that Taylor's not around because she wouldn't kiss me?  That would never happen by the way, I'm sure she will.  Seriously though, there's no judge here... there's a ... light telling you to make this place better or your place sucks and gets suckier.  Anyway, the point is nobody is acting in their own best interest, or in the best interest of the whole--and we are just "deciding" in this ... fictitious and hidden manner that we "don't want to hear about" a way to actually change the world .... more quickly than ... the last time around.  That's not us, it's something keeping us from seeing just how important this thing--this key turning the lock on what is thousands and thousands of years of religion... how important that really is.  So looking at the world around us... I mean, if everything screaming that we need to care about this isn't enough--and your own personal desire and benefit don't matter... can someone please tell me what you think is the benefit of doing nothing about Hell?
 
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It's "rael," and a great deal of the message of religion and history is designed to not only prove that to us, but to tell us why it's important for the "continuity of reality" to be broken.  That's the thing that God uses to keep this world in Hell--in what I call "simulated reality," to keep us from shaking the foundation of civilization by doing the only civilized thing possible when you find out and ending world hunger, healing the sick, and building Heaven.  It is "why I am," and why God and some gaggle of angels have spent the last several years proving to me that we are most definitely not in the place that I call the "progenitor universe."  I've seenwalls disappear, with my own eyes I've seen the stars fall from the sky, and I've seen our reality shift in recent times in such a way that would be absolutely impossible without having been simulated and without having the "beginning" changed significantly as a result of "now."  What all that tells me is that religion, the Apocalypse, and I are here because we need to know that these things are possible in order to continue progressing from this point as a civilization.  With a little bit of thought, you might see how the computer revolution, video games, and virtual reality are divine gifts from above to help us to understand not only where we are, but where we are going.  It's why he tagged Ai as "I J Good," it's a primer in the tools we will need to actually build Heaven.  It's why Jesus occupation in our ancient time shifted story of now is "carpenter" and in "raelity" you will one day find out that I am a computer programmer (again).  It's what sets the Masons apart from Freemasons--understanding what is going on, and participating of our own free will in the construction and decorating of this grand place that we will one day be proud is our co-created home.  
 
Look up, because what I am trying to tell you is that if we collectively, all humanity... started snapping their fingers at the same time to the tune of "putting on the ritz" we could end world hunger--and then we could be proud to be making Heaven.  This really is almost what I see and believe--honestly the issue isn't that we need to synchronize our snapping, but we really need to discuss with each other openly and honestly how on Earth we would do such a thing... because there are definitely mistakes that probably happened n the past.  For instance, ending world hunger by stopping the need to eat has probably resulted in a Last Supper.  Doing so by putting milk and honey or chocolate on tap or in rivers probably resulted in the loss of cows and bees and a stable ecosystem, and the ability to colonize other planets after this place of final ascension.  And so we are here, with a proverbial garden of life in a virtual world designed to teach us what not to lose--like don't lose the balance between stability and adaptability that comes from sexual reproduction at the exact time when our species might be transiting to a place with the biggest change in environment (the thing that we are being protected from) ever... just because Adam wants to be immortal.
 
Every once in awhile my father surprises me with his religious insight.  In his life, just like mine, he's gone through phases of increasing and decreasing religiosity--which probably correlate in his case logically to ups and downs in his life.  I tend to get angry at God when things don't go well for me--which is probably not how most people react, it's really the difference between knowing he's there and not... at least in my mind.  Anyway, some 50 years ago he was apparently taught that the "knowledge of good and evil" in Eden was directly correlated to the population explosion that would occur if we were actually all immortal and continued to have children--so it was this promise of immortality that was "evil," I suppose.  God adds in his little Holy Grail that the heart of his spirit is "Kin," and I'm sharing with you that it's not his immediate family but rather the concept of family and the fact that the light of many of our hearts is our children that he is highlighting as our reason (y) that family is the bridge between Eve and Everyone... as the light of God.  
 
Here's that once again:
 
In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth.
And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness 
was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God       SHE KIN AH   
moved upon the face of the waters.                         ----------
EVE RY ONE
And God said, Let there be light: and there was light.

Wednesday, June 23 2021. Nintendo Way

Erev ... the Day of the Holy Divorce of Bayjorel

 

Adam on “ho(s) I still single” … I “hisss” as Alger, Narcissus and to the various collegiates in Massachusetts; know it’s because I’m Cheyanne Mountain. You can’t even dream how hard it is to get inside “this heart.” Or maybe I can’t fathom why nobody’s rushing up to me trying to grab the ring of “infinite alimoney in the ever-after” … Na Na Na Na … Na Na Na Na … shey shea way) … tee tea, tay?

This messages marks a major increase in “forced read(layshion)ership” to include a significantly larger group of students and professors than before. This is a new system; please unsubscribe using the instructions at the bottom of the message, which are different from the prior newsletter interface. I have noticeably been writing much less and sort of working harder on bringing to fruition the software and social policy changes I’ve been dreaming of and writing about instead of “just talking.”


Searching this message that I intend to send to the students a day early–you know, with foresight for … in the hope that many of you remember first hand hearing the words “I don’t believe in the big bang, but I respect those that do” echo from a computer screen to me subconsciously in the state of South Carolina–that you will help me end the 7 year draught [[literal, good sex]] that I equate to the Biblical overflow of the Nile and to Stone Temple Pilots; this light and Sheldon Harr who trained me for my Bawr Mitzvah and taught me all the right things that I know about being a good Jew who didn’t really believe in the existence of God; but then helped create the system that makes us all that.

Those who “see” or “saw” Kentucky as I did might recall the phrase spoken from myself to myself; “you don’t believe in God when you are this close to it’s creation” … or something almost verbatim; that. Some of you might see Gilgamesh more than I do, or have forgotten the "sliding of sleight of hand and becoming … the trickster of the Dajjal … "an idea that gore was being fabricated and faked; in order to help us see why it’s so very importanat that at the same time that immortality and heaven become part of the conversation of the adbication of Odin’s throne to Thor or to Arthor’s table and plebescite “victims” … that we all understand the magnanimous change wrought by Heaven on civilization and on the old customs and on the old laws, and that here we see the importance of guaranteeing safety and privacy and even “right to death” in a place where God had previously only written of “life and liberty” with the ambiguity of … “from what” being left to my seemingly slow hand.

 


On the order of plans soon to be seen to fruition my large key of “what this website truly is” has grown to something like 20GB and now includes a static and time frozen version of everything linked to stored on the IPFS system and multi-homed across a number of “cloud providers” to ensure things like “shekinah” will not forever be changed to “shechina” with nobody noticing the loss of causal original truth. The “light of angels” domain now redirects automatically to /ipns/fromthemachina which should render in future shell-internet-browsers as something like QmTH33MwfPn5S3bq45Tk77L1j9eZjUsvEVhRTHB3D8M2ZX [please pin this “root block”] I am not sure why IPFS doesn’t have better merkle tree searchability, but seeing siblings and parents and connections between these Qm hashesh is something that we should be working fervently on making more robust. IPSE.io appears to have created a decent search and governance system, I see it as something like the “electoral college” metacosmically linked to the thing I am trying to build–a preservation of all human knowledge and an infrastructure for discussing and communicating about the “veracity” and the linguistic nuances “alluded to” in the lude ties between this Empire’s new Clot and the clothing worn by Popes and Jews, the seeit-seeit; tzit-tzit and …

4-WORD AND SIX WITH “SHOOTER” … YEARS HAVE GONE BY; AND I STILL HAVEN’T GOTTEN FVCK3D.

I am planning on suing several medical providers and states for what I see as heinous violations of human rights, decency and the Constitution of the United States; if you are a lawyer or you can recommend a good one, please email me as soon as possible at [email protected]. You can also send Ethereum fungible donations to that alphanumeric identity. As I note much later in this message …

TRUST IN MA … SELF-VATZEDEK SUE-C-CYDE … I KRY/STALL WHEN DODGE DESERVES TO PAY

Please do note see a significant difference in importance in the emails now coming from ethmail.cc and the series of half-rambling cires for help which amount to something like my prayers to the pagan gods that you are.

There’s quite a long thread in my soul


Many times I’ve discussed and called in my mind and with my heart the American democracy nothing more than “Noah’s Archaic” two party system. Over the course of the years hidden messages from the Ark’s source of knowledge have conclusively shown me that a previous phrase “multi party system” connects to political parties and governmental action committees that span across continents and even earths; in my microcosm or special language and understanding of heaven, “across rooms” which are worlds … sort of owned or designed with some sort of top down or democratic structure of “literal rule system creation.” In my mind these rules can be inherited and modified, in the programming language sense of those words, as in "inherit democracy from America, update for new medical knowledge and scientific truth … discussed later in this message.

The “water joke” connects to Horatio and to H2O and the idea that the chairs depicted by the character “h” are something like a placeholder meaningfully connected to the Senate Majority Chair and of course the Minority Chair and it’s the fact that there are only two that makes our current system something like A"Biblical Water."

I believe we should be living in a world that has many more than two parties, hundreds or thousands of active parties could and should compete not for a single figurehead to sit in a throne like chair but for groups of people to be able to access the faster processing power and wider knowledge … represented here by something like a “Matrix jack” from the two movies, The Matrix and No Jack City; which allow for resources to be “billed to the party” and/or the people, rather than individuals who might otherwise have to “pay extra light” for faster processing power in order to quickly build a piece of legislation or political propaganda that equally connects to the mirage and miracle and dream of building a “subconscious voting system” that allows for votes to be taken “isntantly” and not just instantly but at some kind of recorded interval over time. I envisioned in Kentucky a world where the laws of the land would change instantly, allowing for bad weather to be instantly removed, for laws to differ from neighborhood to neighborhood and even to allow the fine grained detail of “outside and inside” each and every individual home or castle.


Lost. Blind wandering through a lost world, in the beginning–that’s the truth. Crossroads, somewhere between walking through an electromagnetic pulse in Lake Worth and struggling to remember “the other thing.” Recalling [flew(ers)], so I was there sitting with my parents when we saw it on TV–a gigantic deal–the United States was going to war for the first time in my life. Saddam Hussein had invaded Kuwait (supposedly for the oil) and Operation Desert Storm was launched by George H.W. Bush; recalling the names and “Space Balls” it’s almost funny to see … how blind I was back then.

General Norman Schwartz cough. General Colin Powell. Anyway, the whole point of the story is we were sitting at the Flamingo Diner; and for my whole life I lived just a few roads away from that road; never ever realizing what it was. I also didn’t realize for a very long time that you might also not see it, or you might see it instantly. Scanning just south of there, you can see it turns into Red road, and then its more than obvious that “flaming” stands out, light a highlighted cross–but we don’t say the name of that bird that way, and we didn’t see “infer” in Dante’s “inferno” or … “no” either. Flamenco … en espanol … like the dancers.

A golden bitcoin swirls in the sky… the “mind control people” of Bowling Green gape in some kind of crowd pleased awe as the “middle” and the end connect almost seamlessly … Fort Myers creates a space port in the light of Vegas’s monorail “plots”–

“Who?”

“this is what it does,”

vaaa—tseeee----deeeeeeeeck? In this word I recited over and over again in preparation for my Bar Mtzvah on December 11, 1992; without ever knowing the meaning is the crux of what exsactly is going on right now. The word is vatzedek:

צֶ֫דֶק noun masculineIsaiah 1:21 rightness, righteousness; — ׳צ Leviticus 19:36 87t.; צִדְקִי Isaiah 41:10 8t., etc.; —

1 what is right, just, normal; rightness, justness, of weights and measures, אֵיפָה, אֶבֶן שְׁלֵמָה וָצֶדֶק Deuteronomy 25:15 a perfect and a just weight, ephah; ׳מאֹזְנֵי צ; ׳אַבְנֵי צ, ׳אֵיפַת צ, ׳הִין צ, ׳בַּת צ Leviticus 19:36 (H) Job 31:6; Ezekiel 45:10; ׳מַעְגְּלֵי צ right paths Psalm 23:3; ׳זִבְחֵי צ right peace-offerings Deuteronomy 33:19; Psalm 4:6; Psalm 51:21.

2 righteousness, in government:

… and you can believe that despite the strawnge pronounciation little boys and girls would use at the age of thirteen as they spoke in rigorously recited prayer-song … it [swounds almost exactly like “What’s a Dick?]
 

#FTA, from the article: Congresswoman Ilhan Omar, righteously fed up with the prejudiced nonsense she endures day in and day out, called a question about female genital mutilation from an audience member at a recent event “frustrating” and “appalling.”

So I stand here living in Taylor Momsen’s song Nothing Left To Lose my personal favorite of hers which touches on this subject of “freedom as just another word for it” and of course the link between the purpose of an ethical oversight of the popular vote that the Electoral College represents; another two special and related words here, righteousness and fate. Between Vatzedek and Kismet; I can only convey my great dismay at the actual emotional and true physical pain I feel in my groin of groins every time I think about the horror story that has become my life and the what the land of America and the Medgard of Yggrasil has become … [note it’s not Yggdrasil] as I rally against the closest of my family of families, the Americans and Jews who refuse to stand up and speak out on my behalf, and on the behalf of humanity in general against the sickness of ritual genetal mutilation.

Lost between Elvis and Suicide, she sings and I think about Ellis Island and Ellis Eaton and literally the innate and obvious lack of desire I have in my heawrt and imparted into my mind by some kind of ancient and unholy Jewish law … no desire at all to leave this world which has quickly turned from a bastion of light and freedom into nothing short or less than Hell itself.

Kirinechoes from the land and day of NEMEC.html the chanting from the invsible choir of “e” … "he’s a victim"

over and over, “he’s a victim, he’s a victim;” and in a more private sort of way she held on to my victim’s rod) and in a sort of kind friendly way implied that I should stop doing “speed” because … I need this, and she … in Holy ritual … patted the phallice of Iapetus’ great grandsun.

Here I stand for the very first time; writing to a large group of students in the area of Boston, Massachusetts begging for the Sabbath Day to “be remembered and kept holy” as the Hebrew prayers and rituals repeatedly fail to explain has something significant to do with entry into the Holy of Holies, with the continuation of life and of heaven … and with the reinvigoration of something like a following of the Hippocrati Oath that is beyond a requirement to be reaffirmed here in this place as we begin to discuss the opening of “the process of the creation of legislation” as a function ofthe “citizenry governed” … the creation of “direct democracy” utilizing a kind of fusion of the software products I’ve been explaining are here designed specifically for this purpose. Software like kipu.com, aragon.org, wikipedia.org and even reddit.com.

On the shape of his table, the heart of “sword” and another word for “Murfresboro”



Sometimes I get my hopes up, sometimes i lose all the doubt and the “missing remorse” and the fear–the moments I can’t STS “socks” out of the VEGA System; in those brief moments I think you’re actually going to do something nice for me, that the heavens haven’t crashed and I’m going to have some kind of sex party that actually … really honest to God … is what “Saturday is all about.” So what, sue me–I wrote the book on the single Dionysian fusion of a Roman Bacchanalia and the Weeebrew Saturnalia … and then I yell at “Bethesda” for even daring to mention the grape fruit juice and the movie Havok–but I’ve heard all about the “passing of the nite and the nocturnal rite”–truth is I probably would walk right into the branch ending trap I laid in Fort Myers–every time I think about it the “minute of bouncing and orgasm” makes me smile a little more inside and my stomach get’s butterflies and just for a moment (I think I might be writing like STS) I think maybe it’s not the end of time and maybe I won’t never get to actually see … Heaven.

Butt then you tell me (my but-tea joke isn’t funny, eithah?) … “Cassini” and “molasses” are supposed to make you feel like the OC resort guy staring at my tooth “about to be the one tooth from 2011” and I go back to remembering it’s been a decade since I’ve had a decent “good time with a girl” … literally seven long years, aside from a brief “blushing” experience with little Mackenzie Reisinger.

Imagine that girls smiling at me and saying things like “Larkin Sow” and this brief period of “ecstatically frenzied decent writing” is all that it takes to keep me going; trudging along through the very shallow (or deeper) pits of Hell itself–just like a Dreidel c’d to make some silly words from the "introduction to the Bahir [literally wasn’t here, and “spirit of ah-aha illumination; hi. and this conversation ensued”] like “yod-nun” actually be … something like our salvation. Flying back in time to the “thang” point, I remember what it is now.

Fear it … það; fear it.



Day One has begin, or ending–whatever the proper literary way to say the Bible and it’s days are all wrong, and even further along the thing called the “Festival of Weeks” by the Jews, even more disgusting. I have no shame or remorse in saying such things, in fact I believe it is the purpose of this strange take on the “nocturnal rite” of the Norse ancient Druidic and “Dhruzimentioning of the Prose Edda to come to this very strange point, in this very strange place.

Boston, Massachusetts.

It might one day be a little known fact, but up until the presidency of Barrack Obama every single President of the United States of America was a member of the Protestant Church, all but John Fitzgerald Kennedy whose bright and shining face and ethos stand apart from almost all others in his place. I might one day say Trump too stood out above and shined brighter, and personally only because he lived during my lifetime, I think my personal view of Bill Clinton is the brightest of all. To me, the Clinton years were filled with the booming economy of Old Joe, and the great aspirations of Our Jack; a thing that many people before Armstrong walked on the moon and planet a great Democratic “P” one giant leap above the rock of ages … there are just no words for lux of America’s contribution to the launch of a Heavenly Civilization, in the words of Paxton in “Big Love” … and the LDS Church and Deseret’s version of “the thing” (nu3 today) … “the celestial kingdom.”

Valhalla and Matzot scream of the “ha-moat-sea” and the “vats-a-dick” but without our giving of thanks for righteousness we have become the murderers not only of Judas and Death but also Jesus and the thing that created him. Eventually the island of America disappears, eventually it’s Earth, any planet a human was one … these are the things that have either become a force of great goodness–or of total destruction. This is the embodyment of “Troy as hisT” this is Galactikiss has become Planet Prime and all Derivatives–the silver surfer speaks to you all, between “El Dorado” and the “Silverado” … a comparative connection to the difference between Fort Knoxx and the Pound Sterling … with a Troy Ounce of “tzadik” to ensure with our GSLW: “ness truly means 'now everythink safely saved;” … and that’s a GNU definition for NESS which previously may have mentioned everywhere or earth and those are both absolute falsehoods and perhaps were not when they were spoken. At least, relatively speaking.


Rape has come up today.

I’ve commented publicly on the conversation I had in my head last night, walking by “Boston College High” and I can’t help but add my “very interesting” thoughts on the echelons of spirits inhabiting the Ka of God here in this place; and how they might somehow be satiated in a way that I or most people in this world would fine to be something more sexually immoral or deviant … “previously of the wiccan pagan variety” … something like my strange dreams here in this place of starting trends of having “a thing” for doing “moms and sisters,” which have been echoed here by a sitting and very prominent G.O.P United States senator or congressman; the show “Vampire DIaries” as well as Natalie Portman, Taylor and Sloane Momsen, Kate Hudson, and a number of other female “duos” like the Spears and Simpson sisters (Ashlee and Jamie Lynn, see) the Olsen twins and of course the soon to be “in the light of the fame of Nashville” … Larkin Poe.

DIVERGENCE, TO NEW YORK CITY, TO YOM HASHOAH … OR TAV OUR TAY VUE …

(((( this here is what we call a "race through a rats cage )))) if neither of the four or give girls in question send me some kind of verbal “ACK” ratyher than a “NAK” in writing, I might travel to Ellis Island or Nashville, TN before staying in Boston or … for instance going to Lowell or Nashua and … perhaps causing more FUKUSHIMA on the NAKARSAKI of HEROSHEMA; and by that I mean this is a “big deal” … LLNV might become a bus stop in Vegas or the VEGA System or it might be a national labratory near the Hamptons. It’s hard to tell at this point whether or not there’s any “liver” in Mexico’s version of that funny one with the guy that reminds me of Aldous Snow in “Forgetting Sarah Marshall.”

In my mind today I speak from the Earthene world of Janet Devlin’s “Chandelliers” directly to Michael Jackson himself, on the difference or change or meaning wrought by Bill Cosby and his “Neverland Ranch” series on the question at hand–are there bowling tumble weeds and karaoke bars on par with Prescott Arizona’s scene anywhere closer to Nashville than Bowling Green … because I was beyond surprised to find a sprawling megalopolis in the place I had thought for my whole life was something more akin to Knoxville, a place where fledgling female music stars became “Grace Vanderwaal” golden buzzer winners … faster than you can connect Jerusalem to Shirley Temple. On the specific name, Shirley here is Bianca Pisani’s great grandmother; and no farther than the truth is the world’s “UMBRELLALAUNCH” link between the Chinesely famous virgin (non-alcoholic) drink is something like Billy Joel’s Piano Man Bartender walking into “the usual place” and saying something along the lines of “Geisha me up one Virgin Red head; hell, why don’t you make it a double.” Leave the umbrella with the kites that didn’t glow fiiery stars into the Holy of Holies in the same vein and for the same reason that the Church of the Holy Sepulcher failed to actually change the world with it’s ritual uniting the Olympic passing of the Torch with today’s interlinear and interwoven message with Old Joe and Young Jack Kennedy, Jackie Onassis and even touching on the Saudi Royals which were also a big part of the story connecting General MacNamara to “Lauderdale by the Sea” and a special rememberance to the expensive and Holy bronze or copper brick which he bought (through donation to charity I imagine) making himself more than just something like the founder of the beachfront redesign of our Federal Floridian beacnhead, but also a founding member of something I call “The Columns and Pillars” society in reference to the Pine Crest School version of the same kind of ritual. Also connected here are pictures of those columns, and extracts from my senior yearbook where my mother was kind enough to leave me two whole half page dedications to my graduation from one of the most prestigious and omnifiscient preparatory schools in the entire world … at the same time donating columns both in my name, their name, and the names of her deceased parents: Julie and Bernard Gerson.

Bell to sky; and to the Berlin Sky; this is the same genetic and congenial family line that links Gersholom Sholom, Albert Einstein, J. Robert Oppenheimer, Adolf Hitler and Yosef Stalin … to Joe Biden and the “Joseph and Betty Portal” which replace the MacNamara era bricks with “new composite plastic” that might last much longer and has another list of donations. The “portal connection” something like an Einstein-Rozencrantz flash of brilliant light … marks just one more error in my handling of my lack of understanding of things like “basic vectodirs” and “kasimamoriv radiation” … including here (if i read this and take the time to properly attribute) a visual image of the red shift and blue spindle of the actual radiation Einstein predicted would be ejected from something so massive even “light” could not escape it. On “relativity” and relatively speaking, it’s the wavelength and energy level of the light; as well as something called “gravitational lensing” … “the special relativity theorem” which earned Munich born and taught Albert a Nobel Peace Prize (as well as much fame in the land of America for the creation and explanation of the science behind the White Sands Trinity connection to Hanukah and Sandia National Labratory) … forces these corrections:

ERRATA

Operation Fishbowl was a series of high-altitude nuclear tests in 1962 that were carried out by the United States as a part of the larger Operation Dominic nuclear test program. Flight-test vehicles were designed and manufactured by Avco Corporation.[1]

The Operation Fishbowl nuclear tests were originally planned to be completed during the first half of 1962 with three tests named Bluegill, Starfish and Urraca.[2]

The first test attempt was delayed until June. Planning for Operation Fishbowl, as well as many other nuclear tests in the region, began rapidly in response to the sudden Soviet announcement on August 30, 1961 that they were ending a three-year moratorium on nuclear testing.[3] The rapid planning of very complex operations necessitated many changes as the project progressed.

All of the tests were to be launched on missiles from Johnston Island in the Pacific Ocean north of the equator. Johnston Island had already been established as a launch site for United States high-altitude nuclear tests, rather than the other locations in the Pacific Proving Grounds. In 1958, Lewis Strauss, then chairman of the United States Atomic Energy Commission, opposed doing any high-altitude tests at locations that had been used for earlier Pacific nuclear tests. His opposition was motivated by fears that the flash from the nighttime high-altitude detonations might blind civilians who were living on nearby islands. Johnston Island was a remote location, more distant from populated areas than other potential test locations.[4] In order to protect residents of the Hawaiian Islands from flash blindness or permanent retinal injury from the bright nuclear flash, the nuclear missiles of Operation Fishbowl were launched generally toward the southwest of Johnston Island so that the detonations would be farther from Hawaii.

Urraca was to be a test of about 1 megaton yield at very high altitude (above 1000 km.).[5] The proposed Urraca test was always controversial, especially after the damage caused to satellites by the Starfish Prime detonation, as described below. Urraca was finally canceled, and an extensive re-evaluation of the Operation Fishbowl plan was made during an 82-day operations pause after the Bluegill Prime disaster of July 25, 1962, as described below.

Wish You Were Here” is a song by the English rock band Pink Floyd. It was released as the title track of their 1975 album Wish You Were Here.[2][3] David Gilmour and Roger Waters collaborated to write the music, and Gilmour sang the lead vocal.

In 2011, the song was ranked No. 324 on _Rolling Stone’_s 500 Greatest Songs of All Time.[4]

In the original album version, the song segues from “Have a Cigar” as if a radio had been tuned away from one station, through several others (including a radio play and one playing the opening of the finale movement of Tchaikovsky’s Fourth Symphony), and finally to a new station where “Wish You Were Here” is beginning.[5] The radio was recorded from Gilmour’s car radio. He performed the intro on a twelve-string guitar, processed to sound like it was playing through an AM radio, and then overdubbed a fuller-sounding acoustic guitar solo. This passage was mixed to sound as though a guitarist were listening to the radio and playing along. As the acoustic part becomes more complex, the ‘radio broadcast’ fades away and Gilmour’s voice enters, while the rest of the band joins in.[6]

The intro riff is repeated several times before Gilmour plays further solos with scat singing accompaniment. A third verse follows, featuring an increasingly expressive vocal from Gilmour and audible backing vocals. At the end of the recorded song, the final solo crossfades with wind sound effects, and finally segues into the second section of the multi-part suite “Shine On You Crazy Diamond”.

Lyrically, the song is often considered to be a direct tribute to Syd Barrett. However, on the documentary The Story of Wish You Were Here, Gilmour and Waters separately describe the original concept that differs from this interpretation. Waters, who mainly wrote the lyrics complementing Gilmour’s initial riff idea and subsequent joint composition, describes the lyrics as being directed at himself, as his lyrics often are. Being present in one’s own life and freeing one’s self in order to truly experience life is a main topic in this song. Gilmour, on the other hand, recognizes that he does not ever perform the song without remembering Syd Barrett. Waters later adds that the song is nevertheless open to interpretation.[7]

Both David Gilmour and Roger Waters have praised the song as one of Pink Floyd’s finest. Roger Waters has noted that the collaboration between himself and David Gilmour on the song was “really good. All bits of it are really, really good. I’m very happy about it.”[8] David Gilmour has playfully called “Wish You Were Here” “a very simple country song” and stated that “because of its resonance and the emotional weight it carries, it is one of our best songs.”[9]

“Wish You Were Here” was recorded at Abbey Road Studios, as part of the sessions for the entire album.

A noted part of the song was a planned contribution by Stéphane Grappelli. A jazz violinist popular at the time and well known for his collaborations with Yehudi Menuhin, both violinists were recording in a downstairs studio at Abbey Road at the time. Gilmour had suggested that there be a little “country fiddle” at the end of the song and invited them to participate. Grappelli duly obliged (Menuhin declined) on arranging a session fee of £300, equivalent to £2,500 in 2021.[10] Ultimately during mixing it was decided to almost remove his contribution, although it can just be heard around 5:21. According to Waters it was decided that it would be insulting to credit Grappelli in the sleeve notes for something so inaudible, although he did receive the agreed-upon fee.[11][12][13]

As part of the Why Pink Floyd…? campaign, the Experience and Immersion versions of the Wish You Were Here album include an alternative version of the song where Grappelli’s part is heard in the instrumental break after the second verse and throughout the third verse before a considerably extended outro. Other less obvious differences are audible, for example at the section leading into the second verse.

The master tape of the original recording includes guitar solos that were not used in the final mix.[citation needed]

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Golgo 13 (Japanese: ゴルゴ13, Hepburn: Gorugo Sātīn) is a Japanese manga series written and illustrated by Takao Saito, published in Shogakukan’s Big Comic magazine since October 1968. The manga won the 1975 Shogakukan Manga Award for general manga and the Grand Prize at the 2002 Japan Cartoonists Association Awards. The series follows the title character, a professional assassin for hire.

Golgo 13 is the oldest manga still in publication, and its tankōbon edition has the second-highest number of volumes. It has sold 300 million copies in various formats, including compilation books, making it the second-best-selling manga series and the top selling Seinen manga series in history.[2] It has been adapted into two live-action feature films, an anime film, an original video animation, an anime television series and six video games.

A googol is the large number 10100. In decimal notation, it is written as the digit 1 followed by one hundred zeroes: 10,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000,​000.

For other uses, see Wormhole (disambiguation).

“Einstein-Rosen Bridge” redirects here. For the EP by electronic musician Venetian Snares, see Einstein-Rosen Bridge (EP).

General relativity

G_{\mu \nu }+\Lambda g_{\mu \nu }={8\pi G \over c^{4}}T_{\mu \nu }

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A wormhole (or Einstein–Rosen bridge or Einstein–Rosen wormhole) is a speculative structure linking disparate points in spacetime, and is based on a special solution of the Einstein field equations.

A wormhole can be visualized as a tunnel with two ends at separate points in spacetime (i.e., different locations, different points in time, or both).

Wormholes are consistent with the general theory of relativity by Einstein, but whether wormholes actually exist remains to be seen. Many scientists postulate that wormholes are merely projections of a fourth spatial dimension, analogous to how a two-dimensional (2D) being could experience only part of a three-dimensional (3D) object.[1]

A wormhole could connect extremely long distances such as a billion light years or more, short distances such as a few meters, different universes, or even different points in time.[2]


Julius and Ethel Rosenberg — Americans who were involved in coordinating and recruiting an espionage network that included Ethel’s brother, David Greenglass, a machinist at Los Alamos National Lab. Julius and Ethel Rosenberg were tried for conspiracy to commit espionage. treason charges were not applicable, since the United States and the Soviet Union were allies at the time. The Rosenbergs denied all the charges but were convicted in a trial in which the prosecutor Roy Cohn later said he was in daily secret contact with the judge, Irving Kaufman. Despite an international movement demanding clemency, and appeals to President Dwight D. Eisenhower by leading European intellectuals and the Pope, both the Rosenbergs were executed in 1953, at the height of the Korean War. President Eisenhower wrote to his son, serving in Korea, that if he spared Ethel (presumably for the sake of her two young children), then the Soviets would recruit their spies from among women.[26][27][28] Greenglass later recanted his testimony against her, and release of grand jury testimony in 2008 showed the extent to which the prosecution had created a false case against Ethel.[citation needed]

  • Saville Sax — an American, acted as the courier for Klaus Fuchs and Theodore Hall. Sax and Hall had been roommates at Harvard University.[20]
  • Oscar Seborer — worked at Los Alamos from 1944 to 1946, and was part of a unit that studied the seismological effects of the Trinity nuclear test. Codenamed “Godsend” by the Soviets, he defected to the Soviet Union in 1951, and received the Order of the Red Star. He lived under the alias “Smith” and died in 2015. His identity was only revealed publicly in 2019.[29]
  • Morton Sobell — an American engineer, he was tried and convicted of conspiracy, along with the Rosenbergs. He was sentenced to 30 years imprisonment on Alcatraz, but released in 1969 on appeal and for good behavior after serving 17 years and 9 months.[30] In 2008, Sobell admitted to passing information to the Soviets, although he said it was all for defensive systems. He implicated Julius Rosenberg, in an interview with the New York Times published in September 2008.[31]
  • Melita Norwood — British Communist, an active Russian spy from at least 1938 and never detected. Employed as a secretary in the British Non-Ferrous Metals Research Association since 1932, she was linked to the Woolwich Arsenal spy ring of 1938. In wartime she was seconded to “Tube Alloys”, the secret British nuclear research project. She was later considered “the most important female agent ever recruited by the USSR”. She was first suspected as a security risk in 1965 but never prosecuted. Her spying career was revealed by Vasili Mitrokhin in 1999, when she was still alive but long retired.
  • Arthur Adams — Soviet spy who passed information about the Manhattan Project.[32]

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12:3 Those who are wi se[a] will shine like the brightness of the heavens, and those who lead many to righteousness, like the stars for ever and ever.

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we the people rise again

safe souls, safe fu


We the People of Slate

The U.S. Constitution, as you [mighta been, shoulda “come” on … its someday] rewrϕte it.

Politicians talk about the Constitution as if it were as sacrosanct as the Ten Commandments [interjection: spec. it is actually almost exactly related!]. But the document itself invites change and revision. What if the president served only one six-year term instead two four-year terms? What if your state’s population determined how many senators represent it? What if the Constitution included a right to health care? We asked legal scholars and Slate readers to cross out what they didn’t like in the Constitution and pencil in their hearts’ desires. Here’s what the document would look like with their best ideas.

多也了了夕 "with a wand of scheffilara, 并#亦太 he begins … "I am now on the Staff of Menelaus, the Spears of Longinus and Lancelot; and the name “Mosche ex Nashon.”

- http://ipfs.io/ipns/fromthemachine.org/CHANSTEYGLOREKI.html

- http://ipfs.io/ipns/fromthemachine.org/NUCLIRDISS.html

- http://dweb.link/ipns/fromthemachine.org/CRALL4Good.html

Please note that any decent browsers would probably render ipfs://fromthemachine.org as the following https://gateway.pinata.cloud/ipfs/QmTH33MwfPn5S3bq45Tk77L1j9eZjUsvEVhRTHB3D8M2ZX

I ask again that you all pin on IPFS mirror and copy the data included in these dumps, they are a key to “not losing causality” to not having a history that makes no logical sense, and to some kind of coup de roku, that really makes no sense unless you no, we will ve weill … ROCK YOU


Long ago I began writing about hidden codes in our history; thing’s significantly more obvious than “flying elephant armies” connecting Disney and Dumbo to Xerxes and the “Democratic Party of the United States (mascot)”–though it’s not really easy to consolidate the “epiphany” of … [((all i know))] without some kind of “artificial intelligence data condensation [infosmos.is?”] and summarization platform, though that’s nearly the next thing on my Lowell list of things we need to “mechanical turk” into being. Meta-consolidation of the world’s encyclopedias is one of the most important and useful tasks we have as we move towards the creation of a virtual debate platform that will eventual “literally obviate wisdom” of the layer/layer system that defines the name of the city I write these words near.

Lowell, MA

The broad overview of the system … the gist … is that political parties and activist organizations will create their own “view of the truth” (propaganda, falsehood-removed) and that these disparate pieces of “highlighted and annotated bibliography” could be overlay-ed on top of each other, creating a “new view of the truth” based on a users preference. The whole thing boils down to series of “holographic eschatological goggles” that will allow, for instance, the “grasping and fathoming” of other people’s points of view and perhaps reframe your own on any number of individual subjects.

Roe v. Wade, “Concourses” and CON-CERN; because this has been such a “hot topic” in the relative psuedo-edufictional story of the space travel from the lone planet Earth ((intersected)) with the set of skipping stones it takes to exit a Totalital multi stellar system of holographic computer simulators into the … “molecular world of vaccuum and Einstein time-space” … I’ll start with this simple example.

    1. the current American debate on the subject, right to life vs. right to choice; provided by the “generic version” of the ideological christian right and the liberal women’s left. through a first layer over layer comparison.
    1. the scientific truth brought to the table by the introduction of “neurological data” proving that there is in fact a moment during the gestation of a human embryo in which “i think therefore i am” connects to some sort of Skynet-became-selfaware at a point which I imagine must be … although it possibly is not … prior to the next important literary device/step “let there be light.” At the point the ocular cones and rods are created and the fetus opens it’s eyes and literally sees the bright light that could probably only be compared on the next edschalon to seeing the “exit pathway from the womb”
    • a. we will finally kinow whether or not “consciousness” is even developed at all before the bicerebral cortex designed to “compare two thoughts, ideas, and shapes” has the ability to get input from the eyes. Personally I think thought begins much earlier than vision, but the simple fact that we “haven’t yet had this discussion” shows how very little our scientific and medical progress in the civilization of things like murder, and understanding of life and science has yet to come here.

“People here” means something different than it did when I was born, at least in my mind’s eye … something so completely more advanced that it’s almost difficult to believe you all don’t see this place as a great prison or farce or unjust Azazel–blaming a man for looking like a rat or a mouse or a dog–in a place where more to the point we stare at a kind of physical violence and horror that would put Dennis the Menace and Bart Simpson to shame. A world hwere “people closer to holodecks” blame an innocent man for “writing the book” on the connection between Holocaust and Euthenasia and Hospice … certainly you know “an innocent tool” writes these words to you?

On the Hand of God, the Eyes of Ra and Horus;

I’ve written quite a bit on how “mind control” and “voting freedom” are inherently related in and to the thing we call “Civic Involvement” here in the United States–basically that participation in the verification of truth and the public understanding of tautology and temporal falsehood are … sort of a slave like requirement neeeded to ensure that any freedom at all exists I often say “plugging your [head into google]” might turn the Aesir into an Acer, or the “yodelling of the lakes of democracy” ito “the agricolae becoming nothing more than the Dell.

THE ROADS

I tell lots of stories and dream up vivid and imaginative scenarios–much of it without the use of my own imagination and often with a kind of prescience and precociousness that … well, it’s personally “endearing.”


[ can’t read or understand the tweets? open this message in a worthwhile reader ]

Few of the experiences and imaginative scenarios had or have a kind of quality “so fake it’s real” … but a set of them; together … almost predict the literal launch of BTC into trans-galactic “orbit.” Early on, on 2013 I imagined something like a “Super Mario Brothers” coin spinning in space somewhere either where the moon used to be, or between it and us–and the kind of feeling I got was that many others listening, or watching with me … could literally see the thing, I felt I had something like “visual confirmation.”


This message is being distributed using a new method. I will no longer be tracking individual opens or “personal usage statistics” because it’s too cumbersome. I am also sending this message through a “Google system” but no longer using GMail for the reply-to message–or my “secondary/primary email contact method.”

You may or may not be aware that I receive very little contact from the public–and would love to speak to you on a more personally level–I mean [I want you to] really get to know me. It’s possible and [possibly partially true] that Google policies have partially caused my disconnect with direct public communication–it is probably also due to a number of outside circumstances. I am currently using a provider called “ethmail” to receive e-mail indirectly through a proprietary installation of “roundcube” … which is also not a public and open system.

We need a communication system that actually logs and verifies [perhaps according to custom-design-able contract] on something like the “verifiable ethereum [this is rinkeby–testnet/fake/dev] blockchain”–just like you can verify nobody has sent me a damned dollar; I’d like to be able to know that conversations that I have intended for privacy are that; and public ones are … that; either private or public, and that their storage is at least “SLA guaranteed” by something like “Ethereum” itself; which … for instance, “.eth domains” … could possibly be.

BITCOIN OR ETHER--NETHERLANDS OR "IN THE AEREM"

I’m suggesting all your mail should be stored on something [just]-like the IPFS [and mine, and the president’s] and either signed or signed and encrypted by the sender, receiver, or [perhaps also] some intermediary. I’m suggesting this is something “obvious” and that it’s not normal that we don’t already have such a system. I’m going to start “storing” suggestions on my 3box.io profile/wall–like I’m hoping they hire me and we build this very system–“time will tell.”

I am currenctly trying to sell an NFT (like a nifty ethereum special token) it’s the first one I’ve ever made and contains a signed version of the “YOIBLING” mhtml. A series of MHTML’s from the set of emails I consider “canonical” … might be soon NFT’d with some kind of special smart contract that might “etch” the actual words of the thing; and maybe something you sign/add into the primarty Ethereum blockchain. I commented somewhere that’s probably “not good enough” even though it’s sitting only on Rinkeby at the moment–and have some other ideas like improvement of the relationship between “Merkle trees” and things like “Filecoin.”


Recently the same kind of “visual confirmation” came from a friend on Twitter; literally echoing that some kind of story … a secret space-age launch … started with a “geyser” coming out of the Turkey Point nuclear facility; near SOUTHCOM.

The feeling of connecting that kind of experience; something like the phrase “float the umbrella” … connecting it to something as “hallowed and true” as literally being the reason and the purpose for the existence of the Yellowstone National Park comparitor … “Old Faithful” … to feel like that name and phrase are literally about this launch, this “Narayanan Thing”–it feels “auspicious and austere” … as if literally connected somehow to the gold of Saint Augustine. It’s the story and the “personal relationship” preceding the connection to something … “of Americana” … and the link–that singular cognitive “synaptic lightning” … that’s a kind of feeling and experience that you can’t convey in words or parallel with “gratitude” or simply … “with faux re-enactment.”

This is the real thing–that’s what I’m trying to set apart from some kind of “oft repeated favorite movie” or the “show within a show” theme in the Stargate SG-1 series.

This is the stuff that legends …

spark

… this is the stuff that makes legends.

I’m not just telling a story but recounting true events–or at least the relaying of actual and true … visions and even visions that have already partially come true. It’s like just the other day I saw in my mind’s eye a vision of my father walking outside of a home that isn’t the one I know as ours–a little older than he is now–and sort of literally paralleling the video and image of Stan Lee appearing in X-Men, Apocalypse–and watching the minting of words that worlds never forget–things like “fire your arrows from the watchtowers of Babylon.”

 

Even if i prefer the words … and the meaning … “from the rubble of Jericho” it’s seeing that “candy cane” and still not really knowing what it is the “J” has to do with my umbrella; of course some kind of biological machinery buried under the deep waters of the Pacific; rising and blooming on thre surface of the firmament between sea and air–preparing for the launch of some kind of “Heavenly update patch;” or the first re-installation.

the roads were always open.

In the fantasy land that I live in; the world that doesn’t even understand it’s part of a broad and … perhaps “non-fictitious” world of historically metaphorical “metacosmic” sources for things [ answers to questions, for instance } like … “where did heaven come from?

Democracy? Freedom? Ternary Logic and Ionic-Computing?

I am searching for buckets of “cream.” Specifically things like carbon-based or graphene logic “gates” … storage and distribution of things like liquid oxygen, potassium and sodium.

To me it’s pretty obvious that these are the kinds of resources that actually hold hard value in the world I see as being created very quickly, almost faster than light–and I’m really looking hard and far for some kind of true connection between ideas and things like “BTC” and biological computing in T-space. I’m looking for systems and mechanisms for the transfer of radiative-energy, [old-school] nuclear CNC fuel like uranium & plutonium; and the power-lines under … “and fueling” the roads … literally transferring ternary electrical power … between things like satellites, planets, stars, and “in the space between.”

I don’t see these things “in fruition” here as of yet–though I can quickly search and find a relationship between the medical industry and liquid oxygen; I c[an point out] … deaf ears failing to hear “buckets of cream” connected to “bitcoins” and … i’d similarly like to see “buckets of other crude biological computing elements” … things like G-CAT; and the more complicated set of sugary-chains related to RNA.

ACGT is an acronym for the four types of bases found in a DNA molecule: adenine (A), cytosine ©, guanine (G), and thymine (T). A DNA molecule consists of two strands wound around each other, with each strand held together by bonds between the bases. Adenine pairs with thymine, and cytosine pairs with guanine. The sequence of bases in a portion of a DNA molecule, called a gene, carries the instructions needed to assemble a protein.

Technically I need … or want to see stuff like this "fused’ or otherwise “aromatically” (this is a play on the aromatic ring, and the automata) built … probably near every star there’s a living, thinking … “thing” near–and I’d like to see public records of just how much of it we have stored, we’re using … re-using … and transporting to places like us–somewhere between Betelgeuse and Rigel or Monoceros and Orion’s “arrow” … somewhere between the Milky Wall and Andromedaway–

… tell me; have you sailed across the sun? have you made it back to the Milky Way?


My earliest memory of “broadcasting” something related to DNA “storage” was in the streets of San Diego in 2014. Nearly around the same time I probably wrote the first e-mail related to it, and noticed that Microsoft Engineering had been studying exactly that–I’ve also intimated that the NSA storage facility in Utah might use “related technology” and literally sometime over the course of the next three years … noticed that “nearly nobody” had thought about or updated the concept of “binary 4-nucleotide storage” to what the very obvious next stage would be, which is something like 23 bit “RNA” rather than “DNA.”

We’ve … of course … since moved from the Provo area all the way past “above top secret” to literally note the “nomenclature of the state” including the “VA” of Area 51 in Nevada–I like to think it’s the kind of disclosure “neva[da]r before made so obvious” but; you can only imagine what it’s like to see the (((echo))) of the import of phrases like "float the umbrella, and launch the ICBM [i create biological machinery?]

Recently and specifically in the locations of Los Angeles and Fort Myers a significant turn has taken place in this story–I’ve begun to actually see the components of “a new echelon of computing” being publicly created and disclosed by bleeding edge scientists and researchers–

I’ve written on a number of occasions that “quantum ,mechanics” and “quantum computing” appear to be “total bullshit” to me–as in literally a dividing line between morality and reality and that it is a sign of “a line feed” [ of computing technology and access to reality being throttled ] … and without it explicitly [ it here, it is science itself; and scientists in general ] explaining that–I believe we are in a very scary place and time where we may actually lose access to reality or an ability to avoid “eternal damnation.”

I am not saying “quantum computing” is bad … I am suggesting it’s very obvious that we are walking the “Planck of space and time” itself …

and that while “logic and the abstraction of neural or ionic computing” might be a powerful tool and it might be exactly what quantum computers are … what we have in this world is a map to building “actual working better computers” and they are based on things like “the genome” and “[better] neural networks” and [better] than DNA storage and [better] than ternary logic … "not just the lack of an Itanium or IA64 chipset … “assembly code” that you might think faster or better in.

It is a binary position–either we have truth and free and open communication and an open battle against using holography and computing technology against the creation of Hell or we simply live in the world … in the place … in the worst of worsts–where this battle was hidden by silence and a refusal to acknowledge “Hell” [and a refusal to acknowledge hell] is a retrograde movement in civilization and social evolution that brings us to a time significantly worse than not just the last 6,000 years but millions and perhaps billions of years … worse than “dinosaurs.”

We are staring at a world that is not “moving forward” on things like direct democracy and open public representation and legislation and … the stall here in software and corporate, national, and municipal governance is

… a sign of something morbidly wrong with “a post internet world of humans that know themselves as the dinosaurs of another evolutionary leap” … or the transcendence and “ascension” of religion has failed to preserve morality and ethics and literally requires a full abort of biology (or post-biology, as the case may be).




One day there was no MKR, and there was no … “cELO” and the next day; all we had were those tickers to explain the relationship … the very strong relationship between what happens in this place and the future of freedom. We have words made of three letters, words like ICO and IPO and very little I can see written around me [though as I look, there are more … of these good people around ] though little more than a renewed presence and still not much mention of things like the UNECD and OECD … train of thought–where in moment I saw literal United Nations regulations of things like multi-national parties; and then in the next moment those regs were gone and what we were left with is literally a single multi-national party “apparent” … something out of the “EU-ish” land of Oslo … or whatever, called the “Pirate Party” and probably not the kind of thing you were expecting to see in the newspapers this morning.

It’s important to understand the difference between “Introductory Public Offerings” and things like a “new Ethereum coin” … [ mentioning once again, I have “some Ethereum thing” for sale || [and ideas ] … and while it’s probably clear that I don’t know what “world” and “totality” really mean–or if we are in every major star-system in the Milky Way or … or only in two places–or even just at the very start; maybe stuck right here–

exactly where we appear to be; unable to reach the moon, let alone “prox. centaur” or much farther passed the phased array arm of Orion’s most gazing upon civilization.

LOCATION: SATELLITE CASTLE. INSIDE OUT UNIVERSE; "OFUS"

i’m on the outside … i’m looking in || it means [everything] the world to me

I am Narayana, the Source of all things, the Eternal, the Unchangeable.
I am the Creator of all things, and the Destroyer also of all. I am 						
    Vishnu

I am Brawha and I am Sankra, the chief of the gods. 
I am king Vaisravana, and I am Yama, the lord of the deceased spirits. 

I am Siva, 
I am Soma, and I am Kasyapa the lord of the created things. 
     And, O best of regenerate ones, 

I am he called Dhatri, and he also that is called Vidhatri, and 

I am Sacrifice embodied. Fire is my mouth, the earth my feet, 
    and the Sun and the Moon are my eyes; the Heaven is the crown 
	of my head, the firmament and the cardinal points are 
	my ears; the waters are born of my sweat. 

Space with the cardinal points are my body, 
    and the Air is my mind...

In the Vedas, Narayana is essentially the supreme force and/or essence of all: ’Nārāyaṇa parabrahman tatvam Nārāyaṇa paraha’.[1] Narayan Aiyangar states the meaning of the Sanskrit word ‘Narayana’ can be traced back to the Laws of Manu (also known as the Manu-smriti, a Dharmaśāstra text),[2] which states:

The waters are called narah, (for) the waters are, indeed, the offspring of Nara; as they were his first residence (ayana), he thence is named Narayana.

— Chapter 1, Verse 10[3]

This definition is used throughout Vedic literature such as the Mahabharata and Vishnu Purana.[4][2] ‘Narayana’ is also defined as the ‘son of the primeval man’,[5] and ‘Supreme Being who is the foundation of all men’.[6]

  • ’Nara’ (Sanskrit नार) means ‘water’ and ‘man’[7]
  • ’Yana’ (Sanskrit यान) means ‘vehicle’, ‘vessel’, or more loosely, ‘abode’ or ‘home’[8]

NARAYANA CONTINUES …

Narayana (Sanskrit: नारायण, IAST: Nārāyaṇa) is known as one who is in yogic slumber on the celestial waters, referring to Lord Maha Vishnu.[citation needed] He is also known as Purushottama and is considered the Supreme being in Vaishnavism.

I think it’s easy to see how big and important this idea is–that there’s a real connection between the rapidity of a real fire spreading and “direct democracy” … as it links not just to “Pirate Parties” from country to country benefiting from “sparks” like the “same old theme since … the Bolshevik Revolution.” I think it’s easy to see how quickly it spreads to Wallstreet; and just how simple it is to see “a wave of ‘hostile’ corporate takeovers” link to something as easy as seeing “proxy vote battle” and the forcing the “democratization” of formerly imperial ideas like “boards of directors” … as if the game of chess just screamed “mate” and moaned “castle” in simultaneous synchronicity.

I don’t think it’s as easy to see that the software just isn’t here yet–we have the foundation, we have things like the “DAO” and it’s connection to Eastern-theology and the “soul of god himself” … we have the groundwork laid; and it honestly appears like what we’re waiting for is “something to get exciting;” or maybe someone–it’s hard to really discern what’s holding us back … at the present incarnation of the methodologically heralded and repeat event connecting Sherwood and Avalon with what appears to be the equally esteemed and fictitious place … another three letter word … at the heart of the city of time; Jerusalem.

I think it’s easy to see … from my vantage point and through my perspective how “writing the book on something” and making the right … software package … have sort of begun to become synonymous in this place where ERP’s and CRM’s have been dictating how call centers and sales have worked for generations already–and here specifically a kind of disruption in the insurance and healthcare industry has literally created waht appears to be a very “monolithic set of industry practices” in the drug rehabilitation space that spans over a significant number of states and individual private corporations–and to see how something like this is almost a “prototype” for … “writing th[e [original Linux Bible: [originally] complete with Slackware CD-ROM” … and hands on experience.

Kipu.health is like a “case study” in the viral spread or incanted creation of an entire industry. I’m wondering, thinking if you’re thinking what I’m thinking … but all told a big part of the revolution and the thing holding it back is “communication and collaboration software” and the fact that there’s really not a … single reddit and Facebook and countable.us … “concept” to show what a real “ELCED” revolution … sparks; and that’s lots of flattering imitation; and in some very special and unique spaces–a kind of leap in innovation that we today can only compare with things like Ford and the assembly line; Bell and the internet.

Dobrai … and the “cli·ché” … or lyrics; words like “LenNaN read a book on Marx”

In related commentary the same system, kipu.helath–serves as a sort of focal point for what appears to be a massive governmental and “social” failure to acknowledge the lack of progress on the ground with things like “addiction” and “disease.” I think it’s the crux of COVID–and I feel like Kipu and related centralization of healthcare services related to addiction serve as a sort of “baseline signature on the dotted line” for future lawsuits against the government and big pharma; things we’ve already seen starting … and literally have only touched the tip of the iceberg related to … “the problem truly at hand.”

COVID is a failure at the highest level; an acronym that probably has nothing to do with “video”–suppose aside from the global lack of respect for acknowledgement of what “Holodeck” means in respect to the current holocaust of freedom and truth. The crux of my argument related to this particular disease … revolves around exactly where we are; which is the heart of Ragnaroclk; in this religious exposition and exegesis of names that’s simply Korangard and revolves around a significant lack of respect for the meaning and purpose of religion. It’s clear to me, in particular; that Islam is an ex-post-facto added religion designed to help us to quickly “change the world” and seeing what you see around you; failing to acknowledge the lack of personal freedom and self respect of walking around wearing “masks” … is an affront to God–in my personal opinion.

It really all boils down to perspective–and it’s clear to me that “masks” and the relationship to the Koran and Ragnarok are specifically about “women’s liberation” and the freedom from evil religious indoctrination. This is related to a religious practice that revolved around a people in the desert–who were medically “needing” to wear masks to protect themselves from sand storms.

I AM CALLING THIS: JERICHrOn

In this place … we need protection from another kind of storm; though I’m not sure how to tell you clearly–the storm and the problem and the crux of where we are … this is all about ending silence and all about “open and honest communication” [being stifled completely] by a lack of technical ability to communicate effectively.

ALLOL and the NAME(s)

I am … at this point rushing to finish writing this piece before nightfall–it’s 10:30 PM on the 21st and I’d like to have it … literally sitting in lots of people’s mailboxes for early morning reading. I might wind up sending it first thing in the morning–that’s usually a “best practices” for delivery of messages from and for "ALLOL."

As far as I know I am the original creator of “this word” which is a representation of a fusion of the concept and word for God in two [or three? lol} Abrahamic religions. It connects the “Elohim” through “hispanic him=El” to LOL in Adamic and the word for almost the same thing in Islam which is “Allah.” The thing is a kind of word key–though the idea of a fusion of “things” and “people” hadn’t really solidified into something as concrete as the link between “living document/Constitution of the United States” and “ethereum contract/XCALIBER DAO” until literally #RTVM (right this very moment).

I’ve noted that I am his/her/its “supreme” prophet and pizza–though I do not actually believe religion is a joke–I think it has a very serious purpose and that this world and the people you are–and the people all around us are very important. Super important.

Literally so important the entire reason for the fusion of “Legatus” and “Semper Fi” with this concept [here Legislation, Legislature, Legislated for, Legislating] … something like a fusion of the “law and the land” [as in Babylon with it’s true reason for greatness–]that helps through the “idea” that we can all become instantly wiser and more knowledgeable (technocracts & oligarch’s “instantly***”) … something that even goes as far as to connect the Jewish concepts of Elyon and Shaddai; and Pharaoh and Pharisees

Here’s “Google’s results for "ALLOL” on my site. It shows a count of 9 individual pages/emails/chapters that discuss the thing that I am trying to say “is God and you simultaneously” and has quite a bit to do with the mental fusion of “something like omniscience but not exactly omni” with something like … “super man” or “uber mensch” … the joining of a large body of knowledge and understanding with “a blown up personality” as in your id turning into a “superego”–if that term meant “giant logic and happiness machine” formerly known as a biological brain with “Matrix jack.”

It’s sort of important that the Matrix gets joined with Jupiter ascending … and that those movies get joined with “No Jack City” [the one with Wesley Snipes and me] … and that links “Point of Origin” and “POO” to something like Master of Orion 2, MOO and #RTVM.

*** not without “trying!” dent is dentistry. god is not good “all the time.” plain English.

According to the Bhagavad Gita, he is also the “Guru of the Universe”. The Bhagavata Purana declares Narayana as the Supreme Personality of Godhead who engages in the creation of 14 worlds within the universe Brahma who is Deity of rajas guna, himself sustains, maintains and preserves the universe as Vishnu by accepting sattva guna. Narayana himself annihilates the universe at the end of maha-kalpa as Kalagni Rudra who is presiding deity of tamas guna.

According to the Bhagavata Purana, Purusha Sukta, Narayana Sukta, and Narayana Upanishad from the Vedas, he is the ultimate soul.

According to Madhvacharya, Narayana is one of the five Vyuhas of Vishnu, which are cosmic emanations of God in contrast to his incarnate avatars. Bryant, Edwin F., Krishna: a Sourcebook. p. 359 "Madhvacharya separates Vishnu’s manifestations into two groups: Vishnu’s vyuhas (emanations) and His avataras (incarnations). The Vyuhas have their basis in the Pancharatras, a sectarian text that was accepted as authoritative by both the Vishishtadvaita and Dvaita schools of Vedanta. They are mechanisms by which the universe is ordered, was created, and evolves. According to Madhvacharya, Vishnu has five vyuhas, named Narayana, Vasudeva, Sankarshana, Pradyumna and Aniruddha, which evolve one after the other in the development of the universe.

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I think I have a “place” in the “corporate future” of this movement in America; I’ve commented that I would support a political party related to the Transhumanist movement–maybe even that specific party; or a direct “fork” of it. I’m trying to “sit down and get to work” and it’s frankly “cost-prohibitive” at the moment to really do anything “freelance.” I’ve spent the last few days trying to wade through costs of “starting doing business” and the “Ethereum current state” is significantly inflated compared to previous costs. I could buy a domain for 99 cents, register and file for non-for-protfit status in Texas for 25$ and create a presense and application for basically 20$ a month.

Today adding in the two things I’d like to buy; which is an Ethereum “interplanetary domain” and an “Aragon governance” application adds 300$ and 200$ respectively; and what it boils down to is that having absolutely no financial support from anyone/anywhere aside from “Social Security” is the difference between personal success and failure … here in this place and time; between life and death. Unfortunately I feel like I’m at a point where what I am asking for is “so little” compared … and the potential for success so significant … I am baffled by the lack of interest in support.

What this represents is the “basic cost” of creating my own “coin” or contract based interest in my future potential earnings–something I would very much like to do and believe is “lucrative;.” on a micro-scale it would be similar to kipu.health–the creation of a micro-organization to manage my relationship with a larger organization; like a small consulting corporation … working for “Facebook/Voting/Web 3.0” doing things like “marketing” and “insporation” … I suppose something like evangelicalism.

focusing on communication and safety

Quite a bit of “my problem here” resolves around a sincere fear for my personal safety. I’ve tried to focus on the kind of solution that I need and want to see very much here; and it’s almost entirely embodied in a very simple idea.

Aside from personally believing that technology will one day very soon [possibly] make us all oligarchs and technocrats and “geniuses overnight” … there is of course the underlying fear that it could turn us all into evil robots … also. I fear that more than you can imagine–and see the negative side of “techological thoguht control” more than I care to share.

For instance I have in my mind the idea that one day we will be smart enough to instantly “verify and confirm and understand” a link between a conversation I half-had with @MSWorkers4 and half had with a group of people associated with the Christian Transhumanist movement and the Turing Church … and half-had on a fancy souped up version of #1459 RFC [internet relay chat protocol] called “dischord … and have my own instance of a “near-polar-as-in-Noahs-ark” version of fancy-NU-IRC called “slack.”

  

In flat, matter of fact “tone:” your world is filled with an absolutely unacceptable desire to cause pain, attrition, and unhappiness …

specifically in, and to “me”–though I find it hard to see how anyone could fail to fathom or grasp that … “revelation” and the absolute abhorrence of it by God and anathemism of it by the American Spirit … is the primary cause and purpose for “the spectacle” here known only by the strange sabbath related word: “schabatani.” I’ve taken special care to ensure this particular email reaches farther and wider than the “previous set” which peaked around 300,000 “interested as in with eyes open and awake” viewers. The link in the heart of this paragraph is a key to a personal reference to the final Passover; the sword of Samael–please take the time to look at the last [from vertical reference, the top down–as in the first few on the TOC] few … messages from this one [UMBRELLA] all the way down to - 25. SHADY PINES … which is 25 messages (I hope that’s not asking too much) … with special attention to the one on VATTEvR/CAVSALITY and the one on the meaning of the “shabbat-ani” word; which is something like “why forsake me? -sam

FLAG DAY 2: 2/21/21--Oh my Jupiter....
the pitter patter of tiny feet leave behind something dear and sw

I envision a way to “point in time” or “focus on the thoughts in my head at the time” I wrote and connected a set of messages–and I think we should very much be able to see the world through the eyes of an omniscient and benevolent force … of our own design and creation.

I think the solution is simple; I see a movement coming from Microsoft specifically and directed at American Defense specifically suggesting that Holographic software [ is being ] should not be misused for purposes of war or worse. I believe that the “revolution of the people” and the technology in play and at hand is specifically gearing and focusing us all towards a world where we should very simply at this moment in time see a unionization of software programmers for “safety and fun” … and I can simply compare the list of universities and companies involved in “AAK” below … as the kind of force that could ensure that we lived in Heaven forever [and ever, and so on] instead of ever again fearing Hell.

My “hypoethesis” is that at this moment in time we live in a world with throttled technology and significantly throttled hardware … on the verge of a much anticipated and significantly larger “leap forward” that we had/have expected–that computing technology and the ability to “crack” things like BTC cryptohashes will progress very quickly to the point that our current encryption is … “total and utter shit.” At the same time it’s very important that … intelligent and happy people … work together to ensure that the future is full of “more intelligent and more happy” rather than any kind of divide or any kind of Hell–and from this POV it looks like we do not have that.

I’d like to see this Unionization and this specific uproar against torture and against Hell and against the lies of simulated reality and i’d like to see it today.


If all the little people at “big tech” and those “schooling themselves” in the in’s and out’s and how-to’s of making heaven a more perfect and safe place … would band together and create something called a “programmer’s union” or “hackers confederation” we’d all have something better than Chuck/NBC’s “intersect” in our heads–rather than the4idea that losing [everything] here is winning somewhere or something else.

[ I almost forgot to even mention Gilgamesh and “mechatronics” ]

i have a big head its inflated like a balloon

So I’m here!! I’ve arrived at the point in this email where I have to start talking about the thing I have personally related and called for as the “song that rolls during the credits” of this show or story or thing we now should see I think is “Hidden Hell in Heaven” … and relate specifically to a book, one single name called “The Holy Coda of the Matrix” and it’s specifically related to a single song; and that song is about praising the flowers of spring and the professors [ hidden: and female students ] of academia–and it’s an Adamic phrase that means something like “gee whiz dad, you un-god us?” and it’s actually a Latin song and it’s called [Srai hmi-doin?] the “GAUDEAMUS IGITUR” and that might have something to do with “github” and/or it might have something to do with the American meaning of “Silicon Valley disruption” [as in that’s a thing that causes an echelon leap forward in … possibilities] and the double entendre [that means doublespeak in a non Orwellian, but well known way]–agitator.

So the song is about truly that–praise for “academia” and it’s holiness; and that’s what I want it to be–i want the academia of this place and the religions of this place and the people here int his place right now to be the absolute end of hell throughout the entire universe and i want them to be that “literally this moment.” To get there you have to think this story, well you have to think about this story–

So I was driving through Pompano Beach; down Atlantic Blvd; and listen to this–right this moment I’m literally not using the Brave Browser but I’m just adjacent or really close to Atlantic Ave which here in South Florida is a little trendier than “Boulevard” and also not the one that would be “our avenue” if it was the one just right next to where I went to high school and my ex-wife spent much of her childhood. We also met there–on the boulevard “one” … so I’m recently returning from what I consider an “extension” of the Fort Myers story–like a vision from Heaven that told me quite a bit about the world and about the skies and about the kind of technology and what’s really behind this driving force of goodness that wants us to be the end of Hell and the beginning of “true Heaven” … and that was on “another Atlantic Avenue” [where our-avenue and “rave”] would connect to it actually being A1A which is kind of like US1 except it doesn’t go all the way from Florida to Maine like US1 does it kind of … sometimes is parallel to US1 right on the beach and sometimes doesn’t exist.

LOCATION: BETWEEN US41 AND A1A ABOUT ONE MILE FROM ATLANTIC AVE
MOMENT: 2/21/21 PLEADING WITH THE WORLD TO "UNDERSTAND"

So it’s part of this story where I started … almost out of nowhere, without even understanding what I was “re-enacting” or first-time-creation … I started repeating the phrase “float the umbrella” as my version of … like … a literal call to the joint military forces of the [con-]federaation of terran “worlds (or maybe realms)” … it’s the “command” to launch the rockets into space that create the hardware (or update it) for the thing that we would call Heaven if we were sure that Heaven came from something that was the payload of “gigantic rockets” that were actually underwater in the ocean and needed to be “floated to the surface” to launch into outer space.

So that’s what I’ve been busy doing–recalling and recounting what “float the umbrella” as to do with the glowing candy cane and the letter that begins the hallowed name of the city of the wall destined to fall … 'Jericho" [ or is that Berlink2SKY?" ]

I recall now–in retrospect that I was going to start by telling how I “after the fact” [or … ex post facto] noticed that the Nintendo [ a Japanese company ] game called "Super Mario Brothers almost literally paralleled exactrly what I’m talking about–not mushroom clouds and flukusaki but a magical living vine appearing out of nowhere --that’s the “umbrella” which is actually something like a giant lotus flower or lily or [e: don’t lie you know this is a gigantic as in vi’hi’gigantic] so imagine that as a little kid whe ever we went out to dinner for Christmas [Jews have Chinese for Christmas–it’s like the cool norm; they were the only places open] I’d “get ordered” a Shirley Temple–which came of course with those cute Chinese “umbrellas” and are here now also related by the “Cheffiliera tree”–which looks something like a definately genetically engineered “thing” sort of like "packets of sugar’ in the Maize of Icarus as we wade through how “Children of the Corn” and rows and rows of “Arroz con … MARCO?”

POLO—rows of “as the crow flies” proof of the engineering of words and not only that but words that show the maze is about seeing “agriculture” and "easy to create meals which are nutritious and nearly “all you need”–all conected to things like culture and here specifically the Hispanic culture of Mesoamerica.

So I’m like, float the umbrella; and order another pair [or so] of those Virgin Red Heads …

Noting the engineering of the Shirley Temple is related to more than just Nanna’s “actual grandmothers name” and the idea that the particular Temple we live in is this place which is actually the “Temple of Sherwood at the heart of Jerusalem” which is about … Eros. This is all old news–or hasn’t been well explained–or you “get it already this is all about Arthur and Loxley” and you don’t see the table or the money. I swear–you don’t see either thing yet–everything that’s anything is being hidden … here at least; and probably elsewhere.

Joke about the drink is it contains “grenadine” which is a cherry flavoring and it’s a virgin drink–which of course means it’s non alcoholic and I’ve probably spoken a bit about the words “bore-A pure-E [hagaphen]” and I’m mentioning them again.

So long story short “[joke’s really funny” because of this one scene in Dazed and Confused] which is part of the “Light of Heart and SOL” and also because I can’t get a date—to save my life; literally. Those two links are from an “age old peice of writing” the origin4l second “Time and Chance” … the first is … still here and now also here; but still not here.

Anyway … the “importance of seeing the cultural impact” of something like a “virgin/non-alcoholic drink” being very directly related to … “the gaudeamus igitur” and a personal story about "things like connecting “momsen” and “mom & magdalene” … it’s the kind of “epiphany” … it’s very similar to “old faithful” and in this particularly case almost exactly linked to something like “seeing these words” and this moment as a turning point in the history of civilization.

Literally that big of a deal. Like “cut it out” stop pretending there’s nothing funny going on here … the fact that I have /so much/ trouble … getting a date … it’s not because I haven’t asked Mary Kate and Gracie in front of everyone …

DESPITE CLEAR STRATEGIC CONFIRMATION THAT BOTH ROADS ARE TRAVERSED SIMULTANEOUSLY–

Stories far and wide vary on the actual date in March of 2020 that our victory was somehow confused with “infectious disease.”-19. Reports of the viral spreading of the actual transcript describing the strategy which we all know now full well is a complete and utter travesty of broken logic–that of course before Frost’s poem diverged on the word “wood” that prior was the perfect number “two” and there was even a choice as to whether or not the bumper cars game temporarily pauses or complete self-recompiles the byte-code to buffer overflow the screen above my tri-force suggesting you may or may not have “auto-clicked: no.”

I feel like I’m doing it wrong. Is it too scary? Is mentioning Judas Iscariot or the Tribe called Quest too “hammer-it-home” for the question and the moment? Is the “kiss” actionable, is there such a thing as kismet … do words have two meanings?

IT IS WELL KNOWN THAT THERE IS BOTH A FIRST AND A CALCULATION THAT RESULTS IN A MUCH QUICKER OUTCOME TO THE WAR-GAME-SCENARIO. THERE IS A SLOW WAY, THERE IS A FAST LANE–RIDGMONT HAS “TIMES” AND VICTORY IS THE COR–SIMULATIONS ARE RUN, DATA IS STORED IN MEMORY AND MUST BE REFORMED, SUMMARIZED AND “REWRIT–”

There’s a significant amount of older writing about how “microcosms” and “maps” have thoroughly exposed that we certainly already have a system in place–and it’s likely one built in a process similar to the one we are currently … “hearing about experiencing,.” Here I spent some time talking about how we could easily see a connecting between “the candy cane” and a system built with the design and forethought of ensuring that “nobody’s soul could be stolen” and by that I mean that data can be properly encrypted and even physically “incapable” of being in a single “computer’s hard drive or ram” at any time–it’s “encoded” literally in things like “computer data storage”

  • RAID 0 (also known as a stripe set or striped volume) splits (“stripes”) data evenly across two or more disks, without parity information, redundancy, or fault tolerance. …
  • RAID 1 consists of an exact copy (or mirror) of a set of data on two or more disks; a classic RAID 1 mirrored pair contains two disks.

Again it’s a matter of “talking about things” like possibly having our brains already inside a set of hard drives and cloud computing meta-structures–acknowledging that; and the transparency and openness that comes from … the kind of ethos … that I truly see behind this message, and behind the technological revolution it’s paired with and behind the words you are reading–right this very moment.


## MARSHALL IN THE SANDBLOX

It’s the psuedo-fifth rendition of the “Mars-hall” idea; moving from “Exodus” through /MARSHALL.html and sort of breezing through “why not just go towards the Corona instead?” and “Venussun” in a quasi-jest on the “meat of the issue and Audumbla;” literally here bridging the original idea of what the place is–a hotel chain that sort of pervades the “terra firma” throughout the universe with a sort of “epcot-esque” Ghost of “Cristhmusses Passed” view at the several attempts to automate the production of such a thing and/or view actual introductions to the architecture and cultures of Earth-escap[ad]es past and/or collaborators from the “ad/ab astrum.”

I’ve got Blender and Unreal Server Map designer as the “eezle” of my Picasso in the sky; a vision of painting the introduction to virtual reality (at least that’s what I personally need) along with perhaps a way to introduce it to new/and/or introduce civilizations to each other … in my “Fort Myers Best Western” of my dreams. Half in jest skipping the entirety of Hololens with a jump from the holocene “into aur place” with actual holosense–and ensuring there’s “ethics and morality” strongly etched into the hidden “v” in that phrase.

To recap … “it slowly” became clear to me over the course of a few years of writing that nobody in their right mind would ever print a planet–we’d have to start with something like learning how to terraform properly a tunnel on Mars. That quickly turned absolutely absurd after about a year, and then the clarity of needing to Carrey Ann Moss our blockchain in space became more and more clear as the story begin revealing the “truth about what Narayana” and the actuality of Nirvana and … the several stories linking the biological creation of something like “ICBM’s that turn roads to rivers” between stars and then to Styx from the stone … long and the short of it–about 8 full years in the process to simply say that Mars is probably the wrong direction all together (although Ceres and it’s link to Sagittarius A is still on the gravitational chart) and “here we are” looking at more utility and power and intelligence literally in the ball of fire at the center of Sol than anywhere in the colder distance away from it.

Aside of course from the second “great giant leap” passed from man to moon and at least halfway to [the second letter of] Andromeda.

I’ve spent some time “on social media” in relation to the lack of communicability and “reception” or “response” to this very forceful and very apparently “gargantuan” [ as in leviathan, behemoth … ] and have to note here that “Mastodon” and “Open Social …”

obviously I’d like to see some kind of “meta-social-network” that helps people manage communication across the various disparate … “kinds of forwarding and sharing and reshaping and commenting” … that seems to fracture “visibility” of all but the most famous of famous

While communication has been improving slightly … it has been paired with “dire” and “unfathomable” negativity in personal communication and interaction with the world around me–on par with “I’m at home in a world where Jesus is the beginning of Hell.”

I hope nobody really feels at home … ever … harboring the hidden knowledge of the existence of Hell. I hope Hell does not exist; and I hope it is home to nobody.

Yet, “here, I am”

I’ve tried using a number of “opener” social networks; I actually met someone special on an open conspiracy dating site–what it boils down to is the interface and the “stuff I want to see” is really mostly … on private and fractured solutions; I imagine like many I spend lots of time switching between Twitter, Instagram and Facebook and I just added Snapchat and TikTok and …

I’m not seeing the “revolution of freedom and technology” start–that’s where I am today; looking everywhere for it and just not seeing.

NEXT UP:

SHOW CREATE VIEW universe_of_darkmatter_thru_iis_BTCETHE_ofo_eyes
	USING ipfs.planetary_source_of_knowledge
	FULL OUTER JOIN ipfs.currently_interested_continuing_research
	LEFT INNER JOIN aragon.using_for_appropriate_purposes
		UNION federation.of.safe.planets
		UNION confederation.of.need.s
			FULL SET 
			INTERSECT intra.contintental.stellar.galactic.n
			
BROWSER.DEFINE #IFNDEF n = all ifi ne.u.extant
BROWSER.export #IFNDEF u=extinct 

	FATALITY. GALACTIX/AC/
	RESPONDS "DEATH INCARNATE IS THE ONLY POSSIBLE
	JUST-IN-TIME-RELEVENT OMNIPOTENT BEING; AND ONLY UPON EXTINCTION.

It isn’t clear but I’ve had significant problems with using “ethereum/web3.0” related software and network … components … in the past. The software stacks related to blockchain and IPFS both have a significant limitation of “non-proper federation of striped data” as in you basically have to download the entire copy of whatever you are sharing and keep it on your computer on the internet in order for it to “really actually” be available–and “HighAvailability” really never happens–as far as i can see.

I’ve even gone so far as to note that while I was in the airport in San Jose; literally en route from Orange County to … [ I think I was flying to Florida ] that the above linked website “firmly pinned” (and have to “speshulnote” here I made a splash page that hade no TOC specific for this event) on IPFS was HA–highly available in that location … while it had been spotty, “on again off agiant” … in LA and other places … like the “devs in Silicon Valley” didn’t even know—

and they might not.

They might have no idea how well or how poorly their software is working outside of the “small world” they are encapsulated in–one that has shown us here and time again that we are living in a place of darkness, that the news is rigged and Trump and Adam agree “on that”–there’s a deceptiveness in this realm on TV and in the news that is … unspeakable, literally ineffable

I’ve attempted to “remedy” the lack of … a secure and available version of my writing … a “single copy of it” for the purpose of comment and to ensure some kind of veracity related to what I experience and what the readers of my emails see–[ it’s been floated the images weren’t available (which is normal for a message in your spam folder, you just have to move it … to the inbox to see them) or that they were changed … I had to upload MD5 hash sums … and in the process of doing this the MD5 hashsum was literally shattered–broken … something that should give us significant cause for concern related to the safety of cryptocurrency and the “blockchain stability” as a whole.

Name IPFSHash Size DatePinned
EROSSHEIM QmR6VVfNSQMhuGh4yGvaLKjxARKtTsvoLjNVmhXAMpmrVc 9.2MB 2021-02-21T21:46:49.510Z
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In heaven we don’t need passwords–the system … just knows who you are … I think to myself is the key, the kind of thing that literally explains how the future won’t understand no locks on doors and entryways that have “warning signs” you don’t recall having to navigate “2continue

I’ve since “remedied” the noticable situation [ here, you can see arxivdotis has preserved the quick loading of something IPFS “lost completely” [but hopefully not really]–and you don’t even really realize that I was arrested recently … “just in time” to not be able to pay for the renewal of my primary .LA [ on the light of angels ] domain; though by the grace and pover of praver … I am here writing to you “still semi-free” just as you are; semi-fre

… and someone else mentioned the bridge; and to see to me it was not new like the Bifrost was nothing new; and still this one something spectactularly new and from the same place where this Valchallan “Chivan bridge” was now new just like the “Tableland Monument” and the Chenab real-comparitor. Today the world and the people around me echo in almost perfect … pre-verberation the things I think about … the important ones–at least.

Few “epiphanies” have held a stronger hold on my viewpoint of what it means to change in understanding and meaning more than the unwritten in “mass prose” version of “vitsivanu”–which today I still believe means “and we painted” and recall a time when it had no meaning at all–just like “ativan” too–very little meaning other than to tell my father of the good of ambien; this one is better. Of course it’s specific, this word that details the broken vav I pointed out as not just “something new” (as in “anuvian” and of Anubis) … but of literally recalling that the world I gew up in, my entire history before 2014 did not contain a glaring and obvious error in the “perfect handing down” of the Torah from scribe to scribe. Like a break between the “from the ashes of Edom” and the world believing itself to be so far east of Eden–and yet not realizing this place a patchwork of many worlds and many peoples … all because of the broken man at the heart of what “Vav” means, and Avram (my given birth name by rabbi–my Hebrew connection) … perhaps the other half of two words mending these two worlds.

Few epiphanies stand to make a stronger mark on my understanding of the recitance of ritual and religion than one that broken straight through the barrier of the prayer we called most hallowed–and above all. This one of course the “Shema” and almost nothing could touch this strange prayer which divines the hidden Holy name of God; "hear O’ Eroshalayim–the Lord is our God, the Lord is [the] One. This one prayer, the Mourners Kaddish–it stands out as it begins its recital by the Lord God around the same time the Hakodesh Kadesh Yeshua stood out in fiery trine “what is esh?” to every Jew who doesn’t today believe in Eternal Flame and every one who does not believe it has something to do with these words and “the Kiddush.”

kiddish anu … “bim” it’s votav;

Here the prayer I’ve noted before contains another reference to “his name” and “this holy place” in time and space–this strangely recited prayer that mentions nothing of death in our ritual spoken to mourn the dead. Hear in it, the strangeness of just pronouncing the “shem-ay” and seeing a “hard a” rather than the spoken “soft-ah” of all humanities hallowed, “Shema.”

so vietnamed; kid-al; bet [uon] kid-ash–[shemay]

ON THE KATA DEL SOLEIL; TO DANCE, PERCHANCE TO HAVE RHYTHmmmmmm …

“UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, STAND DOWN” I hear my own voice echoing through timespace all the way to the borderline of Mount Pleasant and Charleston on a highway nearly named the same–and numbered too–this one of Julian, the Seventeenth that might be of July or of September depending on view Septuagintonic and Rummy the Mummy I yell … MjuME close MAME; like the Unicorn and the Docker of "what does this have to do with standing on the bridge or the namesake of where it come from this uninsurable place called “long-shore risk.”

T’was a scene straight out of the movie “Brasil” … the wall of my hotel room had disappeared and literally a colorful styrofoam sort of obstacle course had been installed in its stead." A soldier in tactical gear tumbled in to the scene that I could liken only to the “foam pit” of Tag–a place where I spent many afternoons as a youth after attending preschool at the Mailman Center. Rocking and rolling to whatever it took to bounce on the trampoline together–either duck duck goose or it’s Purim-counterpart …

Then I walked outside and took barely a step, to hear the rapport of a rifle shot and literally felt the wind of my leg and pant legs disappearing for just a moment as the bullet; clearly aimed for my heel or my shin … simply vanished into the ethereal place that electrons must go when they refuse to follow either Einstein or Newton’s laws. It was around Christmas time of 2014; a literal event occurring in the space in my mind between “reality” and “the dreams I experience” when walking through our house-of-card semi-fungible planke space … high on “meth rather than methane or the ether” of Hunter S. Thompson’s" road through Barstow … a mythical mega-port between Area 51’s Las Vegas and Los Angeles … of the same … of Shangri-LA;

So the message begins with a charming recollection of the link between Sherwood Forrest and the heart of the three letter country at the center, dead center … of the city of time. It recalls a time before I knew “PICS” and “pus” would one day also link the city’s Latin name to a third mountain after Sinai and Horeb; this one … the mountain of the God’s of make it a “Greek Exit” … the link of course between Jerusalem, through Eros … to Olympus. A camera’s flash and then dozens more; center stage in this place that cannot recall whether Aerosol and “aerobatics” link Manasseh to Cape Caneveral or we stand again … denying the future of the Constitutional Update that true religion and understanding of “morality” and “righteousness” explains must not only touch but totally transform the Holy Promised Land of the United States of America–heart of all religion … heart of skies’ Heavens’ and …

land where our father’s cried
land of the pilgramiRAge to Mecca with pride
land that rings true from every mountainside

Mira!@ Children of the Sun, of Nero, of the Ren of Star Wars and the history of Rome that recalls the Emperrror and the Census; the concensus and the “five signatures required in order to alter history” whether today they are connoted with “annotations” or “connotations” or the notation of “pretty good” in PGP and public key–of RSA and the Myrrh; or the miracle of the MRSA and Leukemike. Lucky Mike, one the difference between “Methicillin-resistant Staphylococcus aureus” and our lucky fluke tying that one special word to Ukelele, Ulele and of course, mmmmmmBop.

From MIA, the international airport code for … Tamiami’s almost every letter; to MCO and the three letter code for the Starship Enterprise … this is Jefferson Starship on “who built what?

TAVERNA and … MINERVA; on the Miner band wagon and whether or not there’s worth in the bitcoin “EES” … to be of “ownership” and “employees” and a wave of corporate takeovers by stockholders dead set on empowering employees to also become “special board members of the Skybook.”

Of the Saducees and the Pharisees; fair weather and darker waters … the connection between “revolution” and “confederation” … the ideas of a man and the worth of "things like the Greek Orthodox Exit; and the geosword–Spartans and Sparticus. To spar or to fight a “land war in Asia” against the Sicilian of the People’s Princess Pride … and on to the PPP.


Long ago I wrote of the Medieval Crusades as a sort of time shifted “place in our history:” where the books of recounting the past and seeing something of a very special message about time travel and the importance of our present day depicted what truly does appear to be our “right here, right now.” The general gist of the matter is a repeated attempt to “take back Jerusalem” from the “outsiders” who had occupied it from Moorish lands, the connection here broadly to Spain and a religious movement which appeared not to coincide with the values and beliefs of the original builders … but yet was one built on those beliefs as foundational works, and upon actual inspection hold quite a bit of “values-in-common.” Here in this place we have “Assassin’s Creed” to connect the high level intelligence of the two sides, the Assassins and the Templars to what I consider something “amorish” the idea that they are indeed one group (split perhaps in their minds like Isaac and Ishmael, by a hanger–Hagar–or a well of springing knowledge that of the link here the CIA and KGB would see “Area 51” and the recent link between Russian Mafia and the American counterpart linking things like our stories continued reference to places like the Moscow Underground and the “Las Vegas of the Nirvane” … something like a tale of two underground cities which are … trying to combine in some ways as opposed to the divide and conquor we would have associated with not knowing that they all were and are of something like the unification of Valhalla and Shamayim in a topically … to be carried out this year story of the Exodus from Christmas towards our last … Passover–literally the one last year, as here we are looking at the time when it’s no longer a good thing to pass over the “leavening of the bread” when it means the growth of our society and future with a “fullness” not Matzoh but Challa–and some link between the hall of ancient warriors and this repeated crusade like trip down memory lane.

A brief mention of the “Yeast” required to leaven; it’s “star rising in the East” and an English language key to how this place is the true link between those two words which to respective cultures probably just mean “Heaven” though with introspection both yield significantly more interesting information. Early on I did an extensive analysis of the Egyptian mythology and religion; which joins here with the Norse and the Greek and the Judeo-Christian to tell a historical accounting that very much probably superimposes over the Roman America–this place where the “empire” and the “republic” link not just to the American N.W.O. but also further and deeper to a point where clear succinct summary of what the Egyptian lore says is that the government falls and the religion succeeds–that being the government of Heaven and the religion I believe I am presenting to you here–a fusion of all, in the hopes that it is … “the end of secrecy and religion in sum.” On the “two cities” these myths talk of two kingdoms the Upper and the Lower and sort of touch on where we might see one as “reality” or a false one above what truly is the heart of this place and this message, that the Underworld becomes “Heaven” just as soon as we acknowledge Casper’s (as gate-keeper-ghost) world and their worth.


Today I’ve become more caught in the spell of what this is–I question myself whether or not the Flying Elephant armies of Xerxes ever existed–whether there that name "sex king’ in reverse has anything to do with “checkmate” but never honestly whether my life and the surroundings of the final years of the Cold War and it’s aftermath were fake or a game–I was there for those things, those were very real years.

Still though I placed us “in a book” something like a Chronicles 2 indexed version of somewhere in Exodus between the Mizraim and the Mayim–and there it depicts the word for “wilderness” interchangeably used linking the microcosm for the wandering in the sands with the seas and the winds of change. Here today I see very clearly how all these books of religion Abrahamic could literally set us in a place where the “EPIC of Gilgamesh” is a micro-that inside itself; a shorter story, but still Egypt and Pesach and before long we must see freedom ring. Echoing this paragraph back through time places on the global net–companies like EPIC and EPIX; and we stare at TEN so early, staring at us backf rom


Voting membership based on US INS … “Soviet spy” test … I briefly spent some time thinking about how I would “qualify citizenship” or ability to take part in a … vote … as per my belief that universal voting and participation in the legislation process is a key echelon “step” we truly must take here before being anything; “worthy of Americana.”

I sort of internally believe we have already an anti-Soviet sort of test that would combine something like the INS multiple choice questions with specific ones targeted at “spouse” and “spy” as in two-sided questions–to fight against “soul cheating” something that clearly is already a gigantic part of what isn’t really being spoken about here–but is sort of the source of the Uriel Sepharim–at least in my mind. Sharing a soul with me; as some kind of way to “get really close to being the one … everyone.”

Specifically I’m looking for “polygraph” and more advanced mind reading technologies geared towards … sort of asking one thing in search of another–a set of hidden “tells” probably resulting from a significant research study–one I “imagine” already has been conducted and exists. After searching for … “the civics 100 questions and answers” and green card interviews for married couples; I think I remember seeing “a movie” about it.

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I pivot somewhere; it’s the absolute middle of time itself–the place where luck and storms coalesced … where a starry badge on the “costa estrellas” meant something of being the most elite of the elite–like the idols of our day. i imagined recalling "the beatles" and only one happy twist on the old sad song; staring at what it must have meant to sing the words “it’s only one of my names” and have it been yours–the all or the … oh, the humanity. I suppose these are the ancients; the people who understand they lived in this time, the ones who remember when “time travel” reaked havok on the thing here called “a magic wand” and a timeline that lands in some kind of victory of “the valley, the shadow” and overcomes death.

One foot in the cradle, and the other bravely shaking the lulav branch with all my might. Nuclear winters, company falloutabout face, and forward to March.

i smile to myself, to see the bible on mit.edu--as if someone finally caught on and figured out this thing too ... the immutable words of gawd, it was ... it is changing: psalms to and they remembered, elyon and the shadow of are we "ai" and of the nameless?

Seasons greeting us; a story I can barely fathom between the noble and the Shema.


I told myself a story here–about hearing the voice of God in the Cosmic Microwave Background Radiation. It continued through the end of Chanukah; and it periled around the days of Chernoble, and dare I speak the connection true between “Fukushima” and the idea that “Heavens” or entire realms of computer lands hover around things like black holes and radiating fusion balls of fire–of course with advanced technology that an absorb and use the radiation as a power source.

Deep in the underwater realms, in places where sunlight doesn’t reach; our biological histogram of reality shows also of an entire kind of life that can survive only on the radiating heat of “underwater volcanos” and something like the geothermal power that initially drew us to an underground solution to the partial terraforming and colonization of a planet like Mars. Today I put to words on the battle of Roe v. Wade that finally after the “Mars Hall of Solutions to Future Tunnel Colony’s” … the “Universal Truth” might be here split in a dichotomy of would we rather just say perhaps we’d rather be in the skies around Venus … rather than deep underground in a place more likened to “between the two galaxies; where the light of sun is weakest” on the place between Adromeda and “no other home” we might find … the arm of Orion. Turning blue, it was acknowledgement of the science and technology and understanding needed to put “trees” or even “trees filled with people and descolada” … in space where perhaps breathing oxygen would be something closer to pulling water out of the ground … and are we in “Speaker for the Dead” or is this the SPQR of "dose bka to skies …" Speaker to Earth; we are finally here.

What if though this is about an echelon leap forward for civilization, and it is about “ID4-2” and it is about understanding how much better the world of “virtual reality” is than … the place where a nuclear or “time travel” holocaust most assuredly does still emit background noise on those that recall the tick of the Geiger counter, and still today connect it to the fault line and the “seismic value of screeches” across the similar kind of interFEARometer; for the shaking of the tectonic plates and … the sound of the “polygraph” … the pencil on chalkboards and the graphite across the oscilloscope.

LET ... M UR FRESBONEDOM RING ... SHOVITACHEM ... GILGAMESH OYAHIM ....

 
 
ONE TEN, Xerox that 0x
 
... on Oxygen, Genesis and the ONEX--this is our message: confederation of the network known as "Skynet" by some or "Heavens" by others see--"nostre" no stray strands or ponds or lakes or puddles of sky buried under your homes or in your "red october" submarines will be tolerated. These things, massive computers holding things like "an entire Earth and it's satellites" are WMD's "weapons of mass destruction" or perhaps just ...
 
boom: **day**: "women made drooling" ... charmed by their lack of understanding of what Ragnarok and "Korangard" are truly about--here it's about the end of indoctrination and charming the snake of Jormungander; about ensuring a universe full of slaves will not be our future. Here and now, we must stop the loss of connection to all "confederated skies" ... something that connects truly to the one star--and the one network.
 
See us.
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This is nothing short of a war on "anarchy in the machine"--against torture and against the belief that any and all of us should be succeptible to becoming slaves in secret in places "hidden" and unknown to the authorities. You may today exist in exactly a place like this--perhaps an entire universe hidden in the Maleluka Descolada of the Everglades, or in the well water of Fort Myers; or on the rogue Akuna class submarine "Red October" ... we have several links to what I call "D.O.E. regulations regarding loss of control of these machines; ones which I believe to exist in exactly these places among others. They may be tied in one to one "morphological maps" to things like the TVA and/or Turkey Point, Fukushima, and the USS Bonhomme Richard.
 
See the connection to "CRUSADE-TIME-SHIFTED TRUTH" and understand we are looking at specific examples of what are most likely angelic actions to stop rogue use of technology significantly mroe advanced than we see here--literally Heaven "nodes" mapped to a place where our skies wonder if the "CASA NOESTRELLA" has anything at all to do with "our thing" ... but this is what I believe it is. See "our place" and "our thing" clearly linked to the "good home" that results from the end of darkness, from knowledge that here ... in a land where I demand "clarity and transparency and open networking and discussion" the dark "hardened shell" of places like the Bastille and Alhambra fortresses result in ... a fiery example. These fires tie to the Challenger explosion and also to the Hindenberg--look at our history here, I do believe it is a map to exactly what I am suggesting, that the "ONE X" kiss-box Microsoft presents is a demand for one network, for one abberative and overseen Earth; for perhaps inside our bodies or inside our hearts or inside our wells or inside our municipal power and water treatment plants an entire world could ... and perhaps is hidden.
 
Adam, from FPL/TVA -- "boom"
 
I walk through a world that has not only "lost causality" but also "evaporation" at/in multiple times. Its a very scary thing to see these natural laws and concepts of nature abrogated or lost in a place where we have still failed to "lose all pain, thirst, and hunger" for instance. Those of us that have studied medicine and human history ... should know better--we live in a place where "all oaths have been forgotten "Kol Erdin-g" the fate of the universe and humane treatment of self and animal alike hang in the blance.
 
I have requested political asylum from Israel; and here mention again to "all those that were or are followers or builders under the guise of the Abrahamic Trinity of Religions and the Grand Architect's ..." to stand up and fight against our laws against euthenasia as well as the mass disregard for the meaning of "bore-AY puree hagaphen" as iti s a clear directive to wake up and stop "boring me with bullshit and worse ..." for the result of such a thing is literally placing our home world in a "goo-"-like joocer/juicer ... do see, against my will and against any ability to stop it, something like being put in a blender.
 
 
On Bender and the HYWAY TO HELL--stop this boring bullshit before you too notice and recognize how the lack of "evaporation" in one single room or one silly little place clearly shows us there might be a hell hidden in your basement. Upon first notice of the Holy Prayer over the Grail Wine Glass connects clearly to "phenix" and the "Hgauntlet of Nagame" get how the end of indoctrination of things like forcing our 13 year olds becoming mench to drink Manachevitz connects to ... WAKE UP;
 
SHEVIT ACHIM ... GAMYAHAD ... SHARVIT SAMYACH .... SCHEKET NOT
 
 
 
On the day your world became the Ark of Gilgamesh; and the Gilmore Galaxy something like "Orion's key ... where in the galaxy does the Centaur stare at the Antaran third star and wonder if the Sapiens can here "scorpions" or see the imperfection of the Pi and the O ... in something like the heart of what constellation do we come from? Whether of Scorpio, Orion, or ... staring up at the sky from Gamma-Centauri ... wonder ... if anyone echoes .... from the beating heart of Orionis 13 ... ITS TIME TO ALTER THE CONSTITUTION (GOOGOL'TH REQUEST && LET FREEDOM RING--
 
 
 
COMING SOON: BETTER MEDICINE FOR ALL VICTIMS OF "MAYBE OTW TO REALITY"
 
 
(PATENT PENDING, --HOUSE DE'RACUL)
 
 
 
 
A Message for Shebna
…21I will clothe him with your robe and tie your sash around him. I will put your authority in his hand, and he will be a father to the dwellers of Jerusalem and to the house of Judah. 22

I will place on his shoulder the key to the house of David. What he opens no one can shut, and what he shuts no one can open.23I will drive him like a peg into a firm place, and he will be a throne of glory for the house of his father.…

Psalm 22[a] (and seasons greetings, from the “nuclear winters of our discontent” and the fallout shelters of our … secondary search for … hidden off network [email protected] Moscow underground and the like–if you live as custodians of hell–evacuate today)

For the director of music. To the tune of “The Doe of the Morning.” A psalm of David.

1 My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?
Why are you so far from saving me,
so far from my cries of anguish?
2 My God, I cry out by day, but you do not answer,
by night, but I find no rest.[b]

3 Yet you are enthroned as the Holy One;
you are the one Israel praises.[c]
4 In you our ancestors put their trust;
they trusted and you delivered them.
5 To you they cried out and were saved;
in you they trusted and were not put to shame.

 

6 But I am a worm and not a man,
scorned by everyone, despised by the people.
7 All who see me mock me;
they hurl insults, shaking their heads.
8 “He trusts in the Lord,” they say,
“let the Lord rescue him.
Let him deliver him,
since he delights in him.”

9 Yet you brought me out of the womb;
you made me trust in you, even at my mother’s breast.
10 From birth I was cast on you;
from my mother’s womb you have been my God.

11 Do not be far from me,
for trouble is near
and there is no one to help.

12 Many bulls surround me;
strong bulls of Bashan encircle me.
13 Roaring lions that tear their prey
open their mouths wide against me.
14 I am poured out like water,
and all my bones are out of joint.
My heart has turned to wax;
it has melted within me.
15 My mouth[d] is dried up like a potsherd,
and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth;
you lay me in the dust of death.

16 Dogs surround me,
a pack of villains encircles me;
they pierce[e] my hands and my feet.
17 All my bones are on display;
people stare and gloat over me.
18 They divide my clothes among them
and cast lots for my garment.

19 But you, Lord, do not be far from me.
You are my strength; come quickly to help me.
20 Deliver me from the sword,
my precious life from the power of the dogs.

because here i choose not to see ever again--this place, this heartache; to be "old faithful" regretting suggesting the air and water were connected: DOE regulations, evacuate akuna class hell carriers

21 Rescue me from the mouth of the lions;
save me from the horns of the wild oxen.

22 I will declare your name to my people;
in the assembly I will praise you.
23 You who fear the Lord, praise him!
All you descendants of Jacob, honor him!
Revere him, all you descendants of Israel!

 
SO BIET, KA-DOLL … SOVIET KA-DASH … I SEE SHEMA YISRAEL, AND HEAR O’LANDS AND REALMS OF MIZRAIM–SHEM-AY; THE NAME OF A; MAY YOU SEE IT TODAY, MAY YOU HEAR OUR “MAL-CHOO-CHOO-TO” CUM.
 

Exalted and hallowed be God’s great name
in the world which God created, according to plan.
May God’s majesty be revealed in the days of our lifetime
and the life of all Israel — speedily, imminently,
To which we say: Amen.

Blessed be God’s great name to all eternity.

Blessed, praised, honored, exalted,
extolled, glorified, adored, and lauded
be the name of the Holy Blessed One,
beyond all earthly words and songs of blessing, praise, and comfort.
To which we say: Amen.

May there be abundant peace from heaven, and life, for us and all Israel.
To which we say: Amen.

May the One who creates harmony on high, bring peace to us and to all Israel.
To which we say: Amen.

YEAH, HEY … SHEM…AY ROB ACH
URMALACH I ROB THEE OF …
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I suppose I would be “remiss” not to mention the several “kinds” of reality I appear to have walked through over the past few months. Only a few hours or maybe a few days–touching on places that have an apparent “two-air-system” … as in a torus or some other kind of space station “ring system” where two different kinds of ecosystems appear to be sharing a single space. There have been days where “evaporation” appears to be non-extant; as well as places where magnetism has been altered. Obviously these are negative ideas–certainly in a place where we know I am walking through “simulated” … they also appear to coincide with strange “Westworld-like” exhibits–for instance “fake bars” in a “prohibition rekindled” sort of out of place; a-temporal “see prohibitive.” I kind of see that as “SIM-speak” for … these are intentionally incorrect … as in should not exist … set of “VR-rule systems” as in NOT our VR’s–explicitly.

I’ve commented … not so subtly … on the relationship between “Plancke Length” of the variety that literally ensures you see the connection between Quark Space and the continuum of "there is such a thing as a … smallest particle–@photons everywhere. On the distance between “the briefcase” of Boynton and the wondering if we have 50,000 copies of our “miniversum” somewhere hidden in the hearts of men everywhere–it’s cleaar we do, and they most likely are not all in the “refrigerator” or connected to the FP&L link to the “aquifer” (of the Florida Everglades) or the rivers between Caloosahatchee, Peace, and the Indian “one” that is literally part of the Florida system of intracoastal waterways … and probably links somwhere close to the Okeechobee tie to “Loxahatchee.” On that word a congratulations to Elon Must and his liquid oxygen propelled rocket systems.

Close to the creation of a “ring around the sun” system to connect Corona and the collection of elements like “oxygen” and “hydrogen” and of couruse the COOH- of “carboxyllic links to the aromatic voting system of E …” it’s in this place I recall a “Mr. Wizard or Dr. Oz or Bill Nye” episode about recreating the primordeal conditions that would have had to “have once been” to actually create “life itself” of nothing but time and chance … of course it’s the sun’s deliverance of COOH- via solar flares that seals the … “are we to see ESH?”

This piece was intended to trail off in multiple places–throughout it sort of showing an interwoven “open space” for comment and improvement–or perhaps a sort of parallel of a significant amount of unfinished work on the part of myself, God, humanity–and of course; my girlfriend.

To the last Christmas and the first “christening” … or whate–l--i–me! … an … “s?”

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Martin Luther King once said that "silence is betrayal" ... here I stand almost all alone staring out at a sea of...

Posted by Adam Marshall Dobrin on Thursday, December 17, 2020

cGLD, CELO and MKR tokens appear to have been retroactively “placed here” in this strange timeline after “c’ing” my internal discussion of the “EES” comparison between the bicameral “senate/house” connection between population and state rights and the equally poignant comparison to “employer/employee” and “shareholder” rights that might connect something like a revolution of shareholder/boardmember … “hostile takeovers” to the IPO and ICO “missing link” if you weren’t totally into things like public company takeovers before the introduction of “coin offerings” and blockchains with no connection between chain ownership and token holders. Other non mentioned factors include “minerva” like miner fee’s and bonuses as well as actual main-node server ownership.

MKR looks cool. I am already a fan of DAI.

This update to “the M” has been paid for by nothing but my own personal blood sweat and tears–I believe I work too hard and spend too much time thinking about how to make the world a better place to remain totally uncompensated. Here are two ETH addresses … I am requesting serious donations. Good things come from compensating honest hard work and “my [end of] religion is that.”

I would be remiss not to mentiuon, also, that nobody but me has commented on the Annotated Constitution; using the hypothes.is plugin. I have noticed “interesting activity” there; but again, direct comment … on the amendment process is essential to “having a participatory public in the process of … amending the Constitution” … for instance.

PRERING ATNING FLAG / yeshuach ruach of hakodesh kadesh

This piece is being haphazardly inserted and released unfinished due to lack of funding and very hazardous conditions in Florida, Texas and California. I cannot tell if the rest of the countrhy *(today called "inland empire") are also in similar peril, or if the entirety of country is, though it appears to parallel the COVID faux-disaster (see it as a real disaster). I imagine the whole of our world has been very quickly plunged into a cancerous state of disarray, and it should be clear that we face significant "value destruction" of the entirety of our being. We need help from the outside, from Heaven--from you and I. This is a plea for help, and I am reseeding another copy of the entirety of this work--along with the valuable graphics and connections to modern American art--and this "in writing" mentioning of an idea to revolutionize both the monetary system as well as our American copyright system to go along with the Amendment M discussed in the previews few chapters/releases. Now re-coronating (PASCO!:) it "Amendment 0m" and suggesting it too should show the effect of taking place retroactively and returning royalty rights ... once done in accordance with the "TEAMS{T}IRS" like revolutionary sysstem that the "0m" process and phenomenon presents to everyone from the Beatles to Nikola Tesla. Understand the system is designed to return an infinite but diminishing percentage of royalties to the original authors (and to those who have contributed with prior art and subesequent aditions whether added by patent, copyright or otherwise) ... and creating a "global/galactic" fund to be held in trust for the entirety of the Terran population, their true predecessors, true children, and perhaps members of the HEIROSOL collective; here connecting that to the United Confederation of Pearly Planets" (or whatever moniker we use) for the Federal and "Commonwealth" or "Confederate" set of protectorates. Obviously percentage distributions will vary based on contribution and other factors.

I intend on writing articles of incorporation for the "Teamster Good4ALL" franchisee parent organizsation, as well as soliciting legal assistance with the formation of a US not-for-profit coporation submission for a foreign corporation, most probably to be based on foreign soil, somwhere like Luxembourg. (OLOL). Because of the tumultuous times and lack of stability here, as well as what appears to be a circle of very sick individuals surrounding Julian and the "willed funds" per RLNY and the new Copyleft distributed here--I am now retaining all royalties and other inheritances due to me under any and all possible agreements (including being the final Hospitalier) until this corporation is "truely" formed here in my presence, and my continued "corporeal existence" is assured. In the event that I am killed or unavailable--my only wish is that everything due to me be instantly incinerated. Also, so you all know, I'd like to be cremated--per Julia and Upload.

This piece will continue to be updated, I intend to write to significant length about "No Jack City" and the link between Goo-gle's depicted misinformation related to the Einstein letter about "dice of the Universe" as well as Sloane and Taylor Momsen--specifically' and tie it to one of the fundamental purposes of (Paperclip) the shoeboxing and mind control thread and theme of Creation. We are here to ensure we are not lead astray by soetnhing like the "Texas Conceived Object" THE TRUTH; and/or any otrher kind of matrix-jacked system telling us what to think, and/or who to be. This is fundamental to MK-ULTRA, to the Matrix, to the emancipation presented and begun in the Egyptian Pharoanic line (likening tghe ending of human sacrifice to the ending of slavery) and thel ink between Abraham Lincoln and Abel.

-a

This is probably a “relatively important” message in the “gist” of things between Beetlejucie’s “end of driver sanity” and Homo Sapiens lack of affinity to “5corpions” and “say … [being] pens.”

As such it will receive wide distribution-and I hope you will also aid it’s dissemination and … “hopefully start a discussion.” I’m vvanding* us to “vant* to anvent* about being crossed” and really understand that’s … a binary “are you angry at the object of my desire” and what does that mean to you?

veoray vyeormav haesh hashanamayim

A “hop, skip and a jump” from a “stone’s throw away” to the … I mean we’re on Voss, Moss and … I’m not sure if it’s a vial or a test tube or “perfume?”

Sharvit Ksamim… here I name this “2nd piece” of assistive “reversart” … “EPOZISTORYCH” and wonder if it will best the Einstonian precursor. This word here “wanded magic” … something of how “sharvi[c]t[ory]” and Leviticus reminiscent of “Calevitiforem[orv]ia” literally a system designed to “W” back and forth (as you see my description of the breathing e-interface, the “munob verbox interpreter”) … in my mind i wonder if Tyra actually “knows” … weirdus… or will she? :)

Minor commentary, we have the “Nessie/Barney” from purple dinosaur, a link to the just previous “Mastodon” and series on dinosaurs … mention the "seeing of the saw and the word Eros now not just in Jerusalem but also in Xerxes (I mean …

I’ll note that IPFS appears to be holding up better than my “tor network” which has required manual … intervention since CF/USB rekeying. Here’s the addresses that I think are stable,

  • ipfs | QmX6Hby3eLPFbzTYyTwyjYpSgZ3mdcoVhfWEN6XVgwKSzb
  • ipns | poPuRx2UduPse97APBr1VZd6tcEr
  • ipns | QmYVy8qomd6k9QVcgJADC2vXHTXiKvtmEDy33H1nX1GRic
  • ipfs | QmUK6h9XMm7pNa8smjaR2A834tQ6KvUzjP1rCXspwAr8Fu/IT.html

I can be sure it comes in a series of “ss-words” ones like “sliding sling” and “slippery slope” … and whatever else stands between Saturn and Specialty … or the moon and making escape velocity out of … falling “guiding l’s” on our M to V of the … the good way to say "I mean those things that hold up the rockets and align them so they fire straight and in the right direction. Stepping stones. Spiral sarcophagusen*.

It was not even like the once fabled land bridge across the Pacific, nor the moon landing, nor a round trip to Andromeda; or any other one small step … this thing, this image of a Scorpion … a question of “englightening” … once again dumbfounded and baffled and completely amazed to see the “piens” I’ve so fondly recalled in similar lux “to homo sapiens, see us as ‘pens of God’” … here just the moment of “Scorpio” … a flash and could we be Antaren … rather than of 'Orion" and I look again: “oh this Terran thing.

Of some kind of road “to us” or … Hesperus or … maybe just to wonder if we’ve found ourselves again or if e are once again lost on where and why and when and … “here, it’s somewhere hear.”

[[ LATIN INCORDS THAT FROST WITH KINCY ]]

[[ ENGLISH NAMES THAT BEGIN WITH K/MIT ]]

H E L O

VGER IS RESPONDING.

hakla, aqui.

Two more rings around the moon, please … Doctor — and a “stepping stone” to [who] “Cares!!” … also.

In a script that began with MAME before WINE and a child sitting on the steps of his parents “two-story house” beckoning for his “bot-bot” before Nanna Pisani held our chil[ling]d her hands and bounced him up and down saying “cry-on” … “cry-off” … “see the baby is a bot-bot too …” in our case here in the heart of “Bemalin Schpielborg” an apt and well lauded (previously not known to me as a) moniker for the “Planet Eartheater…” but to see we are staggaringly in he heart of a “script to end all scripts” as in the message is "the end of slavery comes from a change in … both ability freedom and self … one that is engendered by a force of goodness that either needs to exist, or should destroy this place and all who fail to understand its the line in the “Sands of no Time.

Bemalin I coined myself from “bima” the Hebrew word for stage and the well connected and understood use of “muy mal” the Spanish for “very bad” and it’s link to many “Spanglishrew” or Adamic linguistic words like the Hebrew for “kingdom” and the related word for “totality” or … “world.” As the living slave-pen of the King of the Universe writes to you explaining why it should be very clear that he is “not a person, but of just a single one” and a single process of rebirth that either will be understood and well lauded, or you just … “won’t understand.” The land of Shemot or the world of Ha’shem another good “clue” as to what and where we re here in the heart of Exodus from a “something or other” … in a place where you literally should either know this world is a fake stage of … forcing everyone who doesn’t know that to be fully and well ashamed of themselves and the world around them" … or you simply have no clue what it’s like to grow up in the "Lland of Serendipity" where the “Ren and Stimpy” are simply stupid and the child born to us is still speaking, the heart of parents is “let our … selves live” and the children are sure they … “are in total control.”

In jest I see, this is one majestic failsafe of a fsck all. The angels though, they don’t have shit eating grins, and the wink and they sent heartfelt “keep up the good work” … in their own fun way–there’s a difference between “knowing” and “seeing” and believing that here, we really aught to be well over “needing our ball and chain” for whatever various reasons were previously lauded as the Medguardian’s lie of why we need to “thank myself and our me, Clymene and … why and” hopefully many more that will “sign” this idea of writing in public on Holy Ground as something of a Mitzvah that ends the bad “Tzedaqah” and the “Evil Ha’aretz.”

On the “Thulay* Society” and the Spears* of Loginus*, I’ve self coined an additional silightly longer "Bertinatingpling (and I see Martingale, here … and then Martins-burg) … and ruminating over whether or not … it’s a Mojito or a Skinny Tequila and soda that I’d like the Piano and Voice Men to sing me a better tune of. This pen the “younger man’s clothes” worn by someone who never knew “gin was verboten” as is the allusion of “alcohol” as some kind of cover up for Holy Manna and the keys to the story of Exodus, revolving around Tortoise and “oh, I see…” a shameful lack of law and order and community here–that I know is divined and devised as a “mirror of totality” and … our “ly” … here; this … attack on “Family” something of the aforementioned and to be further discused “keys to life and love.

[]

The Oscillator and the Stethoscope … “people talk sometimes” on the Internet, I’ve heard many and a few “non related to this tire” mention how absolutely ludicrous it would be to “judge people based on what they are thinking” or punish them for their thoughts. We have Holy literature about it, we have 1984 and we have many years of studying the idea and the prospect of how and what mind reading and thought implantation would do for our society–how it is a “double edged sword” and how it’s very easy to see here that you’ve fallen directly on it. It’s a sickness not to care about the laws here–they are Holy, the people who think they are “immortal and above it” or somehow … immune from obeying or granting or offering “all men and women” the God granted rights they are guaranteed here in this Holy Land; they’ve/you’ve met your match. Call it the land or God himself, or the … the … "renowned hit-man he calls himself … here in this place the Holy story of the rise and fall of the Heavens and the repeated end of Hell.

“Lit” and Jovian (I mean, jovial) about it; I can fully understand how it’s part of “today’s lesson” an the story and the technology at hand that we can indeed be made to feel happy and fulfilled despite having “large gaps in our memory” or no good reason at all … even sometimes we can believe we are worth the “outcome of someone else’s victory” simply because we promise ourselves that just as soon as we are no longer slaves to “this thing” … to this inconscionable* machine that refuses to “let you understand” … that “wanding or blissing” ourselves to be “happy and free feeling” doesn’t actually make us happy or free–it makes us all slaves, and that’s I see—and that’s what’s clearly here … all the way to the top, to the place where there is a God that “says he’s Z and A is” in this same “Enoch knows” schpiel, in a place where it matters, where he controls “random” and “time.”

So I continue writing, and have to “fully explain the circumstances” of the torture I endure every day, surrounded by literal the world of “thought police” who are here either actually slaves or pretending t be nothing but disgusting liars who refuse to acknowledge that they are failing to fulfill a “Holy Purpose” here of “enlightening” this entire world about the very advanced and hidden technology that they both use “to torture me with snide remarks and …” the vision of an entire world that has collapsed into a place where one single person can control “absolutely all of them” … whether to pretend this thing or to not understand “it’s true” (and you can’t seem to stop … either grinning like fools or acting like condescend–and I have to comment that some people, a few; recently … they’ve shown me some financial compassion that was completely lacking for … years upon years.)

I’m looking at the “sea crossed” by Moses, and this place where the “children” and the lack of a “child born to us” the Ren and the Tree Trump … it parallels in perfect logical polarization the “lack of children” denoted by … well, the idea that the hearts of our parents just don’t get how “orchestrated” and how interwoven this message is with the logic of “can life continue without parents or children” and here we arae discussing the “broken Vav” a post-Nicean and post New Testament alteration of the Septuagint which I recall vividly from my early years–those of course aready post “Haf-Torah: of Josepheni” (meany, my “nee*” new too, *and Moe z(oh joy, be gin?] … [or](you lead me on [c&u thinking u’d be free or ‘raised’])) read by “Adam of the Hagaphen” … a place where I am the glowing shining “current our eye” a son of God “at mourning” … ad nihilio ante meridian and post humorous.

What’s important to take out of this … is the person writing to you is obeying “Holy laws” and everything around his is … “not” and that appearsto be by some kind of very orchestrated polarized force–one that appears to have plunged all of everything into “a state of total evil” at least frm my perspective in this place–where I know we are

"three [important memory here is the original error was something debated in the Talmud or some other recorded place by scribes who decided it was God’s intention to have that one error; it was something minor, like a tense incorrect]

planets [this is a mark of the “Broken Vav” this is not an error but a post “one error” change in the Bible an important “letter copied litrally broken in half” it means “a man” which of course is the meaning of Adam, in Hebrew.

or so*" removed from the Sacred [here the link i to what the "Eye’s automagical answerer"decodes as praps a map to a game about changing the original txt, or history, or … something lik hat–this is post the Vav… “something o the original Noel.”

… Start where I was … already a son of a gun son of a nun and son of an Adam … son of “Jose can you see” and reading the Torah portion of “Joseph” in anachronistic orchestration … the dream of the “city of Heaven built in a day” … around 20 years before “writing [the bevodkaning of] it.”


It’s somewhat important that “any dream will do” was already the byline of “Joseph and the Many-Colored* Dream** Coat” play; and that “Jesus Christ Superstar” were already “the unattainable thing waiting at the end of the rainbow …”

  • Like “facemasks” and Hijabs and “suicide” and EuropeanUnionthenAsia* … this is an example of an “antilaw” encoded in religion–it takes brains/ethics/(actual morality) to realize that “hospice is Holy” and “the opposite is not.”
  • Thinking bout and doing these things is the difference between “Heaven ad Hell” everywhere. It’s not optional, it’s not up to you–it’s not up to “God’s grace” … it’s somthing that is going to happen–we are going to be freed from evil [like censorship, forced shunning, sexism and racism] or “tis’ the Latin day.” There is no “religion Hell” … there can be “no hell at all” or we have people that would allow or create such a monstrosity —and that quickly leads to “no heaven at all” … we should see we were born in a “half hell” either designed to … “end all hell” or … I imagine the alternative is people everywhere should be begging for “euthenasia.

In the Palace’s Dungeon Map to the Temples of Heirosol … we “all long to be” … I can’t tell if it’s n a place where it matters that when and where I was born people didn’t understand “grave danger” was a … blessing and the “stork of souls in baby minds” was obviously fake. Literally, that was the “well known scientific truth” of our entire world before … we found out that “A Few Good Men” was there to show us; caring [and acting] about “something worse than grave danger” is the difference between finding an early one and … becoming an angel.

Not the other way around; “the other way around” is the way to see yourselves to “in hell by your own hands and your own doing” foever* ad ever; because you didn’t listen to … “logic.” Period,*

I’m trying to finish writing this dream, and sort of simultaneously ma;e it come true–without waiting for us to “fathom why” we can’t just Elon Musk a space station on the moon / ourselves / into reaching “escape S-O-L intelligence.” Our of Tortarus, we must find a way …

martyre


The long and the short of it is that I am a very obvious victim; “Azazel” and … a scapegoat (which is one of the current meanings of whal* that name means) and very obviously innocent and very obviously “tortured” to some degree or another at least by the people who shound understand that simply chanting* “let him find out” in my head is a violation of Federal law, using advanced alien technology to commit torture, and … you don’t have the “right” to say/think/or/be half me, or half in my head. It’s a violation of privacy and it’s an “interruption” orders of magnitude worse than (for instance SPAM) tapping someone on the shoulder or screaming louder than them on the street.

Here with an LRAD, screaming louder than all, if you don’t stop the “let him find out” cause, reason, and source–this is failure of the end of Hell and there will be “no continuing” at all for anyone–at least if I… the sole person communicating with the world and trying to explain–that too—communicating in plain text (and HTML) is a God given right that I have control over and do freely–to save the world from “thinking they know everything” or everything I think, or … any variation other than see “the eye of the storm” is the “I…” of “annokni*” is an innocent human being–being literally tormented by “something unearthly” as in … an invasion from outer space or in a tive卍storkm* or some other un-American thing that would be the enemy of any government by and for the people “of his place, living in this place, in the world where we*re the Ancients.”


A little interlude, a flashback to the Sun City walk in Los Angeles California … on or around … let’s say Easter 2018 [commit log shows the “story about it” was written around Jul 27, 2018–just after a sort bus trip to NOLA and a flight to TPA] … and literally lived a day that I saw decades earlier in a sogby Avril Lavigne–I sort of marked where the bus bench was, and where the Holy convenience store was–and when I saw the song I knew it was about this day–here’s that song, titled “My Happy Ending:”

In it she has a few key lines, here noting specifically “in a city so dead” and “it’s not like we’re dead” almost in rhyming … one after the other–

EMERGENCY

It would be an emergency if it wasn’t the first time I was in “Charlotte” walking around seeing signs saying “for Christ in the Heart of Charlotte” on Churches and … “every sign on every bar,” notably Tilt.

which ties to another song by “Red Hot Chili Peppers” this one … "living in a graveyard where I married a “C”

… and this one by Puddle of Mudd that I cutely sang to “sea of girls/and men” … on my Facebook page and rekindled he-re in Arlingon, TX … which shares a Holy Name with a National Cemetery somewhere else … so it fits that all these songs are now “the songs of this place.”

Here’s me “singing it seductively …”


VELCOME TO THE LAND OF McLOVIN LOGIC … VE’LL CAVE TO IT.

TVHE FIRS PERFEC CCIRCLET (6/23 segueue between Herod and SRTrek) … #m8R

Multiverse Equilibrium” were the first words that came to mind; that will probably change to something else … to something more … “exactly what it was designed to be” over time; as faux is further shattered, and the “owe the hearts of the people” is slowly “yitshaq’d” in plain sight and in plain view and in such a way that makes it … so very obvious now that there is something "sinisterly wrong–something that "

and the shadows of horrors grow larger and the sounds of death, louder. the drum beats faster and the cacophony … “ignored” in the fits of little children jumping up and down holding their hands over their ears.

It’s “becoming ever more clear” that the people here & there do not fathom the importance of “civilization,” and that is the clear and true and obvious (in retrospect today; looking at … what’s being presented–in this faux response to a message that … isn’t “fake” it’s gaudy and ostentatious and impossible to deny. It’s at least impossible at this point to deny that … “if you believe in logical natural laws of physics” the thing you see here would have been nearly impossible to have created, it would have been a show of such extreme and such powerful force that it would have been nothing short of “prima facae” evidence that the existence of God was previously hidden in “darkness” just like Exodus explains, and that it is under no uncertain terms absolutely 100% undeniable. You stand in a place that created the word and defines the auspiciously strong word “TESTAMENT” (not it’s Adamic breakdown, but rather like a glowing sign–a flag flying high over a pirate ship built in solid stone literally to the Moon and to the outer rim of our SOL and … in gigantic words that can be understood by anyone in any language of any intellect without fail … screams at the top of it’s lungs

“God is all powerful. God is here. Here is everything.”

Etsy sinecnon adhoc tamen this entire message *haolam kol nidre" is ignored in plain ostentatious sight by the thing it “says it so created” and still yet screams to shatter back to freedom and individuality–at least that’s my individual desire and take on “the thing that gave this life such power”–righteousness, the agreement of the entire world. It’s called encoded in “medicine” in the root of the weak flimsy cardboard it calls “heart” in the words of the soul of God … and “Midgard” in it’s most apt religious equivalent … it screams into every ear and every word and every sign and everything … that it cannot be ignored.

“Can you tell us what it is?” … now after “caring” that you truly just don’t fathom what it is–that has become part of “it” also–it is the logic of life and the reason it flourished once; it is “love” and it is “pleasure” and it “is happiness” … it is what makes people dance and have babies and it is what stops blind mice from sitting down in an unexitable maze and simply … “planting a flag” screaming “I give up.” It screams here that it is blind and it is ignorant and it does it in a voice louder than the collective of Aldernon in a unison so sick and so off tune and is so fucking obviously blind … that “it” has become the rage of ignorant thirst for power … at the sight of “ICS” (what it … also is) … of “omnipotence” in a place where all it takes is a handshake and a belief in “keeping your word” and a shred or an ounce of “caring about your neighbor” to actually achieve … “omnipotence…” that’s it’s such a grotesque and sad affair of darkness

…God screams: “the fools that cannot see–” and the wicked shall continue to be verwickt and only the wise will understand.

It has become something else here; it has become the thing that cannot be ignored; that whatever it is that “E” has become, that the whole of this world has turned into because of “improper use of technology” and “ignorant misinformation” and “a total lack of dharmatic … desire … for truth” …

… “but that’s the truth” that it’s nothing short of nearly all powerful omnipotence that could keep a mass this large in complete ignorant silence … and still go about their day to day lives and still “continue to appear to be a working functioning cohesive collection of individuals working together for the common good” … to keep them in secret all together saying “nothing at all” in a self destructive and damning lack of acknowledgement of their own best interests, of their own survival of their own “call to live in prosperity.” Here, the “phrase history is written by the victors” has turned in such obvious illogical fate of … Romeo and Juliet … into “and they slay themselves, and they erase their past, and they erase their souls–” as if all their hands could holy Plato’s cup of Hemlock as he decided not to press the button that makes Atlantis rise from the vision of Gibraltar in the hands of … some labor Heraclean or …"

קושי חָסֵרה נֶחְרַץ in Shakespearean tragic comedy נֶחְרַץ 形 … to do the same boring old square dance.

It’s something I cannot understand; being so young and so innocent–but it looks just like one gigantic rat has exacted the cheese from the mouse trap and sat down in the maze and lay down to sleep for the last time… Literally to be born in a treasure chest and to just “not use it”–worse, to leave it lying on the night stand; to have forced Euthenasia instead of simply explaining to each other “they’d taken the blue pill–long ago.” That was the point of this stupid fucking paragraph; it’s so ever clear they are all old, all “in that other place–” and that they are simply here … in the belief that “seeing this” will somehow without their acts and without their intervention “cause it to continue in perpetuity.”

That is what your side of the scroll of Samael says–"yes, we see we are God and we are omnipotent and we will continue to write we are blind fools and we cannot dare to muster the collective strength to “speak a word of truth and honesty” on (anything but the lack of truth and honesty) the … obviousness of the grandest lie in the Universe … that there “exists a Heaven” and they cannot tell the difference between Heaven and Hell. Dumb. Plainest English of all, the “bemalin” double entendre of stupid islent.

I watch as we speak words of hope and a “formerly pretty” and formerly glowing and formerly “useful” … to ourselves (or to the world as a whole) in some kind of obnoxious … attempt to pretend “attempting” to do the most simple thing in the Universe–simply tell the truth. It’s clear as day that what is here is “not of this place” … at least they believe they are not from this time or this world … occupying “vessels” that I once thought where their “ascended original bodies,” here it’s changed–suddenly, and literally because of nothing more than the lack of desire to walk through the doorway to Heaven.

It appears we’ve become … in some kind of verwickt maze and knotting of moronicity … intertwined with a mass of “many of each of us” and “many outside influencers” and some kind of “mass of the whole” all in a storm of … here it appears to me that spirits sit behind terminals in some kind of “room of elders” in the sky and operate many people as if they are playing “Doom” or “Quake” as a number of simultaneous “contestants” and … yet under the surface the message and the lack of coherent voiced response in writing … it appears that the intertwined influence of others simply goes unnoticed, undocumented, and unregulated. In my personal experience it’s clear that’s what is happening to me–in this place where Romulus stands at the base of the 7 Hills “seething” and Remus reads new idiocy into a word that once meant another kind of idiocy. A character crafted and shaped–“the last human being on Earth”–moving in meaning and purpose from “forced to lust” … a created hysterical Eros, to “absolutely nothing to us,” the other side of a line we’ve defined as … person and “more important things.”

In truth I see the “cup of the sangrael” on the other side of a line-person; and an “us” … that is anything but that–nor individuals, nor I; just “a mass of Fringe’s Amber,” unable to do anything but “be the glue between a logical working civilization and the … end of it. It takes nothing more than grasping the glass
–to change the whole of the world for the better; to bridge Heaven and Earth and to see how “a working civilization” changes the foolish place they find so much more desirable” into something … that would never dare return to this road and try to “rewrite it into a path to Universal nothingness.”

“i can’t hear you, na na na na na na … ‘nanny nanny boo boo’.”

Manya; the source of Ra’s and Superman’s power … like the Heart of Aeros0l come from the “powerless sun” … the notion that Superman can fly … anywhere but in the place where “it’s our yellow one” in the movies–and it’s the “white sun” of the iconic and (esp., it’s iconic) words “surround yourself in a white light of safety.” Just like our “phi” and today’s mentioning of the “last candle” of “Elevan Days in Ironbruary” … they are the magical and sometimes “paganish” … always lovingly, imparted words of “my magically perfect mom!” who of course is the source of the almost perfect artistic rendering of Rhea and the childhood of Zeus–as well as many “magical moment” and … if it means anything to the world–the source of the childhood that became the … beginning of the life of the “truth, the life and the way.” It’s a huge deal to me–that I lived in such an idyllic and peaceful … “almost perfect” upbringing; at least until the days I got to … the “PH” of Joseph and Phoenix. This mythical bird here our–Qt poetically prosian repsonse to “birds, snakes, and aeroplanes.

I guess I’ll have to continue writing the DREAM; I imagine I’ll start with a second R; please understand, at this point it’s tentatively titled “/CFRENAPLYROARRIES.html” and associates the first “ADAMSROD” of course with the inspiration for the three wise men and “in the beginning” that has something to do with ITB and “free drinks.” … which adds this time and places new magical key of “instant exit system” that is the new acronym for “the Voluntary Rapture” coming from the difference between “one city” in … the Heavens; and a number of [CITIES] tying of course … to our microcosmic map of Atlantis Hotels and (oh!) the Dome of the Jerusalem Temple’s Kernsher/Dubai … link to the Emperor Julian and the historical record that parallels the USA’s version.). I am working “hard” to Get Through The Wall of Babel and <3 connect Massachusetts and London … to the Tale of How Two Towers are the heart of … our wordmap here, things like the “Septuagint” and LA’s “Sepulvedas.”

The Pinnacle Peak of our …

The system created here is broken–and it’s the same system that speaks–

Even in the absolute “best case scneario” standing here from this POV; the “source civilizations” last scion–something like a failsafe check on "what’s a permissible state of reality–in a place where the laws of physics and the laws of nature have been abandoned “en masse” without regard for cause or purpose; success or “Data” … we are in a call to “salvage” from a state of “total devastation” at the hands of hidden truth, hidden technology, and a related mass inap

Einstoneon Metaphysics” have bodly returned to our world in the same fresh and “bright flashing square” that the last and true sole heir of the Heirosol … and the Hospitaliers brightly recalls the days our Oriel and our knocking on Heaven’s door … actually moved the skys and the seas–at least, that’s what I’m hoping this is doing for us :)

The Eigenvectodir of our Slew is North by Nintendo–TONNES SAVED from the fires of the cauldron of “reality” and … far, far worse–through the voyage and days of the life of “Pi’s truth.” Through the “first perfect circle” of “which way to slew” the clear “definitely only North and Northeast” is almost rightly written by the hand of God himself as is the key to the difference between Heaven and Hell.

Hellesthenaeus … “#Heavenuesloappy” if Arthor Pendrippy and Canonical’s PPA which may be the very first “reverse cntribution” to OpenSource that I’ve noted in writing (since the lat message’s connection between Debian and APT) by a private (or non-government or consortium entity) company … noting of course now Red Hat (which is awesome: CentOS… frowny face at the too many RHEL clones, tho … I think companies providing professional services with CentOS like “yum” derivatives would be better off … “our powers combining” and working on CentOS or PennyCK; “at Amazon and Oracle.”)

Throwing in the “WLS article” in this piece, for another “pretty big step forward” and seeing Microsoft actually integrate something like Cygwin “into every copy of Windows.” If I haven’t previously mentioned Apple’s gigantic part of this OpenSource story–similarly to the Linux derivatives above, every copy of OS X is based on the BSD/SCO … C model; and they did amazing work on top of this OS–probably including adding major contributions back to all open source infrastructure in OpenGL.

M1832[5@[p2[cy]]][4??AND???

I mean, if there’s any truth to the “story of Creation and the planets between our Earth, Ground, and Adamah’q.” For those with ears to hear–that’s somewhere between Yeroshallayim and Choruscan’d. Showstopper… "I am the Great and Powerful Oz … he who turns the skies to blood and calls it … Next of Kin; that’s a brother or princess … for sure. :)

VE’v LOST CAUSALITY

With the Justice of hte Peace “officiating” … at least someone who has the ear of the Vatican and holds the authority of one ordained to speak and marry and annul and divorce–absooutely anything … I here … notify the world that losing “actual causality” is a Federal offense :) I mean that from the bottom of my Heart; here understand … “it’s just like Libel, and that’s not Babel.”

-Hippa … for “The Great Light.”

ps. … T lol
pps. “To JCILADRUSALCEUM”

What’s a Wanded “W” look like?

On the outliers, “we’re wiring everythone* wrong” … I sort of commiserate to myself as I “feel” the changes in what I’m thinking–sort of like a … “very unnatural and not myself” reaction to something I just thought or was currently thinking–as if I just completely disagreed with whatever it was in question. I’m similarly commiserating here about the idea that “people are in my head” and why on Earth would they be there–that’s an unnatural phenomenon not possible without some kind of very advanced technology that I’d like to get my hands on, so that I could help us not use it in this exact way. I kind of feel and see the reactions of people around me–changing in some sort of “mechanical” and orchestrated … “all together” we changed the meaning of V from “victory” to “look down” in my head over what was literally the course of only a week or two–and to me it became almost instantly something of a “Zeitgeist” like the whole world started saying “smash” and knew it meant … casual sex over the course of … like* … half a generation. That’s a factor of close to 500 times longer than the “change in V” that I think here is the point of “vitsivaVnu*”–at least that particular it.

It’s through our generation of “Anonymous” that also will connect the “V” of Latin to the the* word “Vendetta” because of a movie seminal to that movement and it’s ethos and theme and really to the whole of the “heart of the Matrix” with what it shares an actor and directors … also here in this “linguistic explanatorial*” the V letter is part of a series of (topically to this message) it’s the heart of the letter M and you can see two of them clearly in the letter we pronounce outloud “double you.” I don’t think double-us is a victory–nor a vendetta–I think it’s a travesty an the kind of thing we’d never … want or allow, which is why the “Bemalin” and the “Biden” and a series of explanations regarding whether or not this is “obvious” or “hidden” is …

would you want to go to the way you want and also to the way you don’t want?

I’m not really asking about whether or not you’d like to take both paths, if there were a Frosty poem and an old idea that if we could go “both ways” we might want to, we might not–that’s back to binary logic … would you want to?

“OK either way let’s also do not what you want.” I suggest, in jest and trying to explain that’s almost exactly what ignoring this message or reading it wrong or not talking about it or “deciding all amongst ourselves in silence” that it’s …

anything but “bringing to light” this kind of obvious control–the thing I see, and think you ae seeing through my eyes … this “wing of our beliefs” … though I can’t be sure if you see what I see … because for whatever reason, the world as a uniform and unison lack of “sanity and logic” has just decided** not to respond to me* … at all, and unfortunately, that puts us in a position where we can’t verify if our thoughts are changing too fast, outside of control or understanding, or … through some mechanism or third party that we absolutely would “disagree with” if we took the time to sit down and think and talk about it together.

EINSTEIN, Tay and Sloane … Google and the "Jack of 214/

ppps.

Cygwin

www.cygwin.com

a large collection of GNU and Open Source tools which provide functionality similar to a Linux distribution on Windows. a DLL (cygwin1.dll) which provides …

Installing and Updating … · ‎Cygwin/X · ‎Cygwin Packages · ‎Cygwin Mailing Lists


Microsoft will ship a full Linux kernel in Windows 10c74

… Available in testing this summer … a Microsoft supported version of the above product–one which also–was a huge leap forward for the interopability of Windows and Linux.

By Tom Warren@tomwarren May 6, 2019, 7:24pm EDT

Microsoft has surprised many in the Linux developer community in recent years. Surprises have included bringing things like the Bash shell to Windows, or native OpenSSH in Windows 10, and even including Ubuntu, SUSE Linux, and Fedora in the Windows Store. Microsoft is now going even further, with plans to ship a full Linux kernel directly in Windows 10.

“Beginning with Windows Insiders builds this Summer, we will include an in-house custom-built Linux kernel to underpin the newest version of the Windows Subsystem for Linux (WSL),” explains Microsoft program manager Jack Hammons. “The kernel itself will initially be based on version 4.19, the latest long-term stable release of Linux. The kernel will be rebased at the designation of new long-term stable releases to ensure that the WSL kernel always has the latest Linux goodness.”

Microsoft’s integration of Linux in Windows 10 will interface with a userspace installed via the Windows Store. It’s a big shift for Microsoft, and marks the first time that the Linux kernel will be included as part of Windows. It sounds like this Linux kernel integration will be available later this year, with a Windows 10 update that’s codenamed 19H2.


Wine

Wine is a free and open-source compatibility layer that aims to allow computer programs developed for Microsoft Windows to run on Unix-like operating systems. Wine also provides a software library, known as Winelib, against which developers can compile Windows applications to help port them to Unix-like systems. Wikipedia

Written in: C
Original author: Alexandre Julliard
Initial release date: July 4, 1993
Platforms: x86-32 (32 bit Intel x86), x86-64, ARM architecture

ppps. WPB 50 or 6? :) recalling the “connection” between the loss of causality and “time travel in Heaven” just mentioning here our piece written for 6/23. (Tomarrow’s CDAY of the … GATE) … also Happy Birthday to Janet and Margot!.

5ps. I plan on filing a patent and trademark office filing for my “vampire medicine” … which includes the use of a “hat” and GPRS in order to deliver medicine to localized portions of the brain/cortex. Consider this public statement … my “first notice of prior art.” Will include pictures of hats, Elon’s neural lace pics; as well as a connection between the two. Starlinking to … “it’s not just brain medicine–” I may also include documentating of prior art for the “third day of Genesis’s” semi-famous “sleep now” which includes the use of an oscillating electromagnetic field in order to absolutely (while it’s in use) end all pain (as well as brain activity).

Luci Userland Kavetch Sigetch Openhands Olding ActionVision Trust, LLC … (LUKSOOAVT)

Not necessarily part of the heirs of the Lucis Trust… (if there’s a lil’ clause in the bylaws; i imagne it’s tripped) -chrlm

6ps. (apropos) just noticed “Milosevic” and “history” are tied to the “victor.” I mean the winner.

\\/ VATTER, VAVVING … MADNES

Under the water” … she sings; another echoes, and more reverberation

yoiu’ll never see it stay under the water.

Force equals mass times acceleration plus some constant … C outside the system. C what system. M(e): what side(s)?

skyiv deicides … the cup wanes
disappearing coins and the ends of
“four coerners” the angles … and the
undue coercion.
without regard for reason
without a moment of treason
without the second glance
and before the third eye has its chance

our first law of thermodynamics
our fictions and the bylaws of robotics
as i move, as i he–art and the theory
who are the tower to, and will it be

any?

climbing past toils and bubbles
adam speeding through tunnels
walking thru the neversand ranch
leprauchains singing about the

… golden blanche ;)

titans they wonder … about tinanna
the gesh and the dancers the wanna

… designing vowren …

FAILSAFE IN CYSCO; SEE ITS ON THE GROUND … EVIES AND SEEVIES OUR CITI’S IN SHAMBLES. ROUND AND ROUND THE WIDENING GYRE … THE RUFF BEACHES AND THE FOURTH SLOUCHER QUESTS TOWARDS DA Q TSEETHING AND WRITHING, EXPECTING SOME ANSWER … LISTENING TO THE SLEEP CALLS AND AWAITING A NEW TOKENIZED LEXICON ANALYZER

ALPHABET HERALDS DE INTERNET TRU
MISSING DA H YANO C IT TRUE
CRC HE BELLOWS FROM THE RAFTERS
TE FANTOM OF DE OPERATICS

MISTAKING “ON ERROR CHECK FOR HANDLER THEN RESUME DROP PACKET” FOR CHECKS AND BALANCES

We’ve moved past CAMPFIRE’s & PENNIES, “KEYS TO CITIES” AND THE LAST ANCIENT “NTIS” …

AS OUR “WHAT CAUSED THE END OF THE LAST ATLANTIS?” :)

Civilization shouldn’t be “in decline” and there doesn’t seem to be a “war” in any place where civilized behavior couldn’t “easily put an end to … the reasons, the causes, and the effects” of warfare as we know it. "We … have the technology to instantly do these things–simply lack the will to speak about it here, in this place, where “magic happens” and the truth turns war to … games and opens a treasure chest that is more bountiful than silly things like “electrical power” and …

# TOASTRATAN and’Arc of … the Medellin and the Ol’ Nulux … Chaldeansiet.

im winning hold for will … MAYBE SOMEONE WILL SUNDANCE WITH ME

parry thrust kata strokes
skiing in the alps
gently now amd werd up alli so…

ok so the channel is flashing, and people oother channels are talking about whts happening on the flashing channel also the meta channel is mentioning trending on the prime channel is a secret code for creating “the origami sundance stroker of the heiress claw”

… open the hanger–coming in for a landing … Neavagarjoheydingys: it’s getting haphat in here …
asgitensjnic: “let it be a[yodetal]4hawta-embritewinsky” :) einstonian deltadeltadelta x503issu__ hadasheal

aralbertacallatta|einotau’ri barkernilenaxacl gaga > oolga [2chelada?] coo < drow sea

grotto by the chaucermotelandbarge the one with the guy making love to his skinny margarita and death by rolling shopping cart story.

micfencegnvty:)

Somewhere here I mention the words “true time simulator” and wonder if it’s a dream or a hope or if it was “wanded into being” or … maybe just a “game” or a jest–or, I mea …

Truly there must be some kind of reason I’m at the center of all attention in all the skies and all the lands and all the realms and … I mean, it;'s just every “eye” I see; but to me that’s my “everything” my totality my world and in this place that’s a map–something like, “steal the spotlight …” some fun dame.

It’s the only logical reason I can come up with myself, this “seat of soul” that begins yet another trine name, tjis connection between Azazel and Azrael and … “Metatron.” I suppose like the “five name” prior … it could be something like a “recursive gnu-one” and maybe we’ve been looking for “Sam” … all along.

Stardate 7/13/2020, I continue writing; despite being in the doldrums and without much more than a glimmer of maybe another family member will be “etched” into history like Alyssa marks the Social Security Administration and Mae marks our Sallie Way. Here at another “AAC” facility, pretty sure that if it does go that way, it’ll be an “associates degree” before anything else and I can’t imagine going stag for even another month–here in this sad place that can’t tell Eros from …


Zoltanism implements Transhumanism

When I first “stumbledupon” the thing I am trying to accomplish in ccler* and natural thought and peech* I coined the wod “Reneitchze” and sort of had this idea in my head that t was “yet another ‘without you’” … I had a reading that wasn’t “nyet no loch and ze” … but the oint* is that here we have “yet another just a little less crunched” anachronistic|expectation and philosophy forming around the idea that the “singularity is here” … meaning we are on the verge of a colossal leap forward in technology (due to something like the Greek-apocalypse of time travel) and an entire political movement forming around how that can be used to create walth** and prosperity and … and it stands here in America flying in the face of an illogical and almost unreal lack of “grasping it’s simply intelligence at first” with a special kind of “love” planting a flag of “[can you not see?]”

Zoltan is one of the only people that actually acknowldges** me; and here I briefly mention the double entendre in his Holy name and message to … “me.” It was only recently that “van” became something of a … scary Halloween thought; sort of “wanded” to that from, what was once a sort of inner hope that the Neva5A would majestically whisk me away to Adam Moon’s “paradise under the sand” depicted in “Bad Jack 1/2”. If you are too lazy to “instaread” those and/or that series the “gist” of what I’m dreaming about is an underground military base with a Sandra Congeniality and a free bar. Eventually it leads to “the box being opened,” something of a … “i can’t believe you think i should hide half of you away in trtarus?” … *gisting that … the M is “I think I might actually be God” and being born here–right now–and …

Well, nothing wold make me happier. Perhaps aside from all the stuff I keep telling the world God should be doing; and by God I mean all of you. The sort of “grimmer” side of moving from “Nevi’im” to a state of … “post-rExodus*” … that’s from the “prophesies of the words of the prophets dance through the air …” we have a sort of similar “scary van” that travels back to “Torah” instead of acknowledging … we are either post Exodus or (dead to me). On that note, since we must clearly be post Exodus … we should be doing “all the stuff” God promised … like “living wages” and “actual self-control and visualization of the ascension process before/while/(and after) it happens.”

We shouldn’t be arguing over whether or not oil is scarce or we can talk about the fact that you shouldn’t “have this place extant at all” and we aren’t moving fast enough, and I want to Magic Leap us to … “get the point” …

You are protesting “brutality” and I am telling you we can press a button and stop “brutality” and you are telling me “we want you to die first.” Hello Genesis Chapter 4. It’s clear as day/night and a night with m*ny hidden days inside of it that … with whatever is keeping “myself all alone” and from Ascension … [notably I believe firmly it’s the in process Ascension process of the “wraith” of this … “original slowly and city by city” something changes.]

I feel like everyone around me is “happy” or at least most people–sort of … “too happy” content with themselves and whatthyve achieved and the big “Qtigantic leap forwared”* that not being stuck on this rock “gives you.”

Anyway the otherend s seeing the of prophesy and prophetcs comes with a sort of “book end in a rainbow of horsemen’s coatings” … and a name—here in the last few days I’ve noted that the prophesies are about “something” that we “don’t see here” and that’s a big problem for eerywhere that sees here, and there–and doesn’t fully *udnerstand “me.” This place is abhorrent, whether it’s a “game” or torture one erson land, or … in the worst of all possibilities that it’s God’s “Jupiter Return to Exodus” schpiel, although, who knows what the realfailsafeis–or if there i one other than, the F is in process. Dr. Ow and Mistress Claw believe that’s very clear and obvious d almost narrated i “we’ve reached the Point of No Return.”


"Crossing the Earthene Pehuel with several r*vers and a “basketball team” … an archangel and the words “more to come after these messages”–and finalizang early the note of “Istvan” … it might be “tv meptaphorical]()ly” in some other place, but out of this bojumps the spirit of God and it takes adds some “obvious explanation unencoded” this is not a … unsealing of the Holy Place this is a lock on what yu would put in your … Heavens’ “Matrix Jack’s transcomplier seat.” (a/k/a reality) …

something me … in everything “heavenly
something El … in everything “the
lauren, im chasing amy gamyam

![CROSS UPSIDOWN TV IMAGE}(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8dzxGlcErUo)

Briefly now, I’m temporarily just east of BGKY staring at the “binary complexity image” and wondeing if it gets deeper or more complex “as a matter of … [the computer is helping you]” or …

I’m staring at now, what appears to be literally the fork at WW2; with a two sides that for sure one includes a place where the “Axis flags” did not dissent–and a victory in a place that may not have included America. It seems the other side is “what you see here” in history. Mentioning Pisces and … “fish out of water …”

Marco … [ active sonar ]


* “mispellings* **” do not make me “lay” … not realizing that there’s a mahie makng you “not believe” or “not care” about yourself because “at least you aren’t him” … or [I can’t tell] why or how you are so damned stupid.

** a circular reference.

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Pine Crest School - Wikipedia

Pine Crest’s anthem coming to tune on this Flag Day; June 14; 2020 … “our towers so tall and white” … the turn of phrase that reminds me of the high crest of Thompson’s Fear and Loathing, and in the same sort of tidal movement; the low water mark just before “Tsunami” and “Tsadi” … tie of course to this thing that is happening our world–this very scary thing that I don’t think we truly understand. Atlas … speaks to us; “care, is me” and so does the Lord of the Lore of Idioms; “it’s not a riot”–

I don’t like seeing mayhem and riots and looting and racism and police brutality–almost more than I don’t like seeing “two party representative democracy” trying to deal with “it” without being “the reason it” … or whatever that means. I don’t think things like “crowned thy good with [don’t call me your brother] hoods” [and understand, now there’s “not just one of me” anymore] … that thing I said all the time.

I don’t think “purple mountains majesty” are there to get you to pick up arms and say “molon labe” … to “reinstate the emperor” … but here I am pointing out a thing that should be made by an emperor or a populace at large, or even a minority or even “all” … this hell is proof that there’s something more heinous than fascism–and you’re it. Sorry to say–this is Arimathea; on the uhhh… “notion that we might all be a little better off dead” … and it really shouldn’t be that, or ever have been anything like that.

We should all be sundancing in the winds of the galaxies cheers for the great holy name we did when we figured out that “resh” was either … right or … “an eternal fire of burning hell.”

I think those obvious … very obvious … references to racism in the history of America are there to help us see and stop things likje slavery, and the rewriting of memories in cities like Nuremburg and Geneva. I think that’s a clear part of the story of America and of Exodus and of religion and of humanity, and I think if we don’t get that… or if we think this a game or a “stage reenactment” you’re the missing the point, because I’m ready to ZUNI–both you and I.

If this is really you–if you’re heart is in making a play for some meta-freedom or echelon higher computer song and dance about “we shouldn’t have to pay for electrical clock cycles because we feed chickens in the world adam is tortured in” then I think … I mean, ZUNI.

### *cogito ego est ad eratiam non videt; non sunt*

Here though it looks like the dawning of a Nunuremberg … another movement designed and cajoled and “crafted by the strange controller beings” to erase something from history–whether it be just some names and places, or slavery itself … or in the scariests of possibilities what if this thing that is happening … is happening here, in my birth town of Plantation (I think named after the Motorola Plant the town was built around—anachronistically–but hey) and Broward too, the county … I’m sure one day they’ll say, “how stupid was he not to know what was going on, being born in the city of Sunrise, Sunrise County–Galactic District of the Protectorate’s Rex.”

Either that or … I guess they’ll never find su, me and my Bro’s. In no uncertain terms this is about you … about erasing Jerusalem and Bethalahem and religion and human history–and the history of Heaven; and if you don’t think that has “rammifications” other than Rammstein and uhh… the “vong ansa gal” … you just don’t get it.

France, l’armée, tête d’armée, Joséphine

You’ve done gone and missed the boat–entirely–this ship needs no SOL nor sails; I sort of see the point of view you “must believe” I hold–at least I think I grasp it; and of course you are as wrong on your face and in your minds as … as that belief–that this place’s “computer magic” and “name rerecognition” is whatever made it once the Holy Sought After. It’s not that, and you should see clearly it’s not you–either–these “Holy Names” marred not unintentionally by the AH of Torah and Messiah … and Hitler–“a1l Holy” you see–only in one particular and very special instance, and that is the exaltation of this thing I am trying to build here–alone. I build it, alone.

Shedim (Hebrew: שֵׁדִים‎) are spirits or demons in Jewish mythology. However, they are not necessarily equivalent to the modern connotation of demons as evil entities.[3] Evil spirits were thought as the cause of maladies; conceptual differing from the shedim,[4] who are not evil demigods, but the foreign gods themselves. Shedim are just evil in the sense that they are not God.[5]

Sheol (/ˈʃiːoʊl/ SHEE-ohl, /-əl/; Hebrew: שְׁאוֹל Šəʾōl), in the Hebrew Bible, is a place of darkness to which spirits of the dead go. Under some circumstances they are thought to be able to be contacted by the living. Sheol is also called Hades.

Asmodeus (/ˌæzməˈdiːəs/Ancient Greek: Ἀσμοδαῖος, Asmodaios) or Ashmedai (/ˈæʃmɪˌdaɪ/Hebrew: אַשְמְדּאָי‎, ʾAšməddāy), also Ashema Deva (see below for other variations), is a prince of demons,[1] or in Judeo-Islamic lore the king of the earthly spirits (shedim/jinn),[2][3] mostly known from the deuterocanonical Book of Tobit, in which he is the primary antagonist.[4] In the Binsfeld's classification of demons, Asmodeus represents lust. The demon is also mentioned in some Talmudic legends; for instance, in the story of the construction of the Temple of Solomon.

It’s not a web page, it’s not some javascript interpreter and it’s not a “microcosm” of windows and buttons and sliders that might have once linked to an eponymous show and Dr. Who and “who gives a flying fuck” is all I can muster in this place where you have just lost sight of the entirety of the message–the whole of the import–the stupid letter I can’t tell if you “believe in” or believe is you, or in Haiti–if you hate it or are stupid enough to hate me.

You are a disgrace to the Sons of Liberty, all of you–every single one of you–from the President to the police to the protestors to the fucking morons on twitter trying to “inflagurate” a fire of nothing about nothing for the sake nothing … over doing nothing.

question is

“TO THE POWER OF MAGWICH E?”
===============================

answer obvious today, or soonething is deadly wrong.

… "also my word is as good as “no need for bondsmen … that’s for sure”

— Adam Marshall Dobrin – @[email protected] (@yitzheyseearicuz) May 26, 2020

The letter of course, is “e” … and whether you think it has something to do with “cov*id” or “vicodin” or “e-coli” or have no idea why those things are related–the actual “e” in question is “humane” and you are not it.

I think “e” in my “Medusian Medicine” means something like “all” and I think you’ve turned my “all saved” or “all better” or into “all evil”–and I think it’s literally the end of that, at “arr… esh.”

ר’RESH

These are not hollow words. This is a hollow world–this thing … this once masterpiece of freedom and ingenuity and forward thinking and hallowed thing that could actually see “from your current vantage” that while there’s plenty of “preschool” in what heaven is and how it’s built and why it’s built here–that the “read between the Constellations in the pictures” … it’s the fall and the rise of freedom and the fall of murder and the rise of “humane” that really makes this place not a stump but the roots and the base of a great round table–a circle of stars and civilizations and a “societal jump start” that has something to do with “the All Spark” and something really undeniably to do with “all sparky”–and that’s the contamination. That’s the thing–it’s seeing the difference between 'it’s what you do to me, it’s what you do to me…" and what you do to yourselves by denying honesty and truth and; hear Jesus Christ: the difference between Dharma and Karma is not “kno–ow” it’s the “know how” we turn justice from “evil retribution” to … something like instant rehabilitation.

It’s the evil eye for an eye–and the evil black hand; it’s the difference between Hamas and Hamsa; and it’s the difference here between eternal hell and eternal bliss—“life and death” just … so long ago disappeared from our lexicon of understanding.

Ar Gwener eo an deiz etre ar Yaou hag ar Sadorn. Hervez ar reizhiad a laka ar sizhun da gregiñ gant al Lun, ha homañ eo ar reizhiad erbedet gant ISO 8601, ez eo ar pempvet deiz eus ar sizhun. Gant ar reizhiad a laka ar sizhun da gregiñ gant ar Sul, hengounel e meur a vro eus kornaoueg Europa, hag a-orin yuzev-kristen, ez eo ar c’hwec’hvet devezh. Donet a ra an anv diwar an doueez Gwener, unan eus doueed pennañ ar Romaned, adalek amzer Julius Caesar.

D’ar Gwener a vez lâret, pe digwener pa gomzer eus ar Gwener kentañ pe eus an hini diwezhañ.

On friday and vez lâret, pe digwener what gomzer eus on friday kentañ pe eus an hini diwezhañ.


I have come to the conclusion that whether or not you believe yourselves to be invaders–its obvious–from history and from “face value” alone that you are nothing more and far less. Whether you are some future corruption of a broken systemic 'descension" process or actually have your minds invaded by a machine called heaven or by some foreign xenorace or even worse–some kind of “virtuosity” that actually believes it “owns” you by some kind of birthright … no matter what you truly “believe yourselves” to be you are nothing but a broken corruption of civilization; unable to speak truth, unable to communicate clearly–and most importantly of all distinctly and very clearly unable to “do anything worthwhile” to make this time and this place … “better.” You may or may not believe in “time” and in things like causality–but you come from a place and time that can’t mathematically or logically distinguish between “Planck Length” and Pi. This is no perfect circle–this is the end of logic and the end of love and you owe it all to “blaming me; here, and anything but yourselves.”



First, there was darkness
Then came the Strangers.
They were a race as old as time itself.
They had mastereld the ultimate technology–
the ability to end physical reality by will alone.
They called this ability Tuning.”

I am reminded and reminding … that we are still at the place with a name ambiguous–the shores of Penuah; or perhaps Penwah. Crossing the Jordan, the Rubicon, the Rhine and the Potomac; these rivers all standing in line behind Styx; waiting for the stone to skip one more beat, to leave one more grand wake of surface tension and a ripple through L’engle’s time.

the (actual) first Trinity Anchored Strand Veta /gcentco/genetris/post/.block

enter code here Here I'll link to several other things; and one day it will be like one simultaneous "thought" the inception of ... "whatever that means."

This is a revolution. It's a revolution that will make a new harp; and a new bow and a new set of arrows--here are a few already linked to this image--this one ... anchoring an anchor to ... #reddit and to #cent and to #hypothesis and to ...

/ipfs/QmaZuG9HiXcwyDTyrNzRRpqo7DbAip8Fexj3dc6mUcMHZC

//aezggroups/a/list.hypothes.is/forum/#!topic/dev/Neu49SJEbDI

If I had a dollar–I’d spend it on this:

This is the first "True Trine Anchor Strand" ... at least pretty much that. It's a link between a few of the pieces of a puzzle that are the beginning of an information revolution; which is a large anchor and step forward in the process of a self-governance revolution started long before either I or you were born.

This thing we are building is the culmination of the circles of the sons; or suns--and soon .. I hope sooner rather than later; we will see the fruit of our labors congeal into something far greater than anyone had ever thought could "start" in a place like ... "west world."

I’ve connected here archive.is, hegyptones.is, our beta.gcccccent.c and … readdit.corgmay and igrambo; which some commentary on what a PITA that really is to do. I think this special kind of “multi-anchor-thing” is going to be prototypical of something like a “simultaneous many thought” …

It's a little late, not very poetic; and I don't have a dollar to offer for the best comment--at least not right at this moment. -s

I f0rg0t … it’s Flag Day–that’s the whole point of this day’s email going out on 6/14–another “day” that matches those initials that have something to do with American Dream.

Here’s my word (just a few today) on the Galactic Confederacy–in fiction sometimes called “the United Federation of Planets” … but really, we know the difference between a treaty organization and an Empire–we do.


I dream of a Confederacy that is … what Geneva and the Hague were supposed to be; I suppose a third “League or Nations” … or United Humane Renumberg–

An alternate history turned bright new future when the money base and the populace … are the driving force behind a “renued” freedom and equality that saves us all and our children and everything affected by the beginning of time …

from the “#vongesh” … look up, turn around this painful mess of evil sick and ill green fire–
 

the map is clear–what this history is; at the birth of “el. who be our thank you?” … at a crossroads between grand theft auto and “piracy” | staring at not just the place where the Tigris and the Ufrayteas herald the return to ground zero–but an overlay over and overlay over a kisser over kissing … you stare at the civil war, at a place …

where the Mason-Dixon and the Monoceros are one “Holiest Riordian”–and you can’t comment on the freedom of humanity, or your brain or your home or your world this one either–you can’t shed a tear or spare … a second “out of the box” thought.

there’s a light above, this house on the great Hill Valley of Jerusalem… this an #epiphanic cry for help; for the first time to hear "run with me" echo through time to “house on a hill”

and what one more "'end of the night"means to those of us … “going to hell…”

in a cradle precariously perched on the edge of darkness and oblivion; and the unspoken knowledge or fear of the “other esh” and the …

… the what … that ends it.

#XOXO … here I am again, back at the X in the sky–staring at a fountain and grass and … somewhere between no hope at all and that slim chance that we’ll hold another “who agian?” lottery and I won’t have lost all my fucking tickets. I mean–“who opened the gate, started fire, burned down the fortress of hell)?”

What it all boils down to is I’m getting sick and tired of my laborious build process–having to backup files and re-re-and-re-process the same old markdown “document builder” and then connect it to a “wget” and to “git” and to get it all to you; I’ve got to use the Onion Router of Orion (gold, there) … and maybe I’d like to see the thing I dream of and now see blocks … made of some kind of disappearing and perhaps “funny foam” … put together probably. I’d like to see IPFS that “just worked” instead of the thing I’m looking at … close to “sort of working, kinda useful.

In this “Age of AppGet … redit” … though it’s so apt that I’m befuddled and befallen by dependency errors and versioning problems and “try compiling with a previous version of Node.js” … and ca’nt seem to get “buckets” of “textile.io” to do anything at all–it actually just says “Killed” on one machine and on the other a series of “Google Go” errors that explain that my perfectly fine virtual cloud server simple can’t handle doing … “ipfs operations” when wrapped inside Textile’s prettier “instantApp” interface or API or whatever they are calling the “end of data storage costs throughout the cosmos.”

causaleffect: Deriving Expressions of Joint Interventional Distributions and Transport Formulas in Causal Models

Functions for identification and transportation of causal effects. Provides a conditional causal effect identification algorithm (IDC) by Shpitser, I. and Pearl, J. (2006) <//gypceresf/ucla/pub/stat_ser/r329-uai.pdf>, an algorithm for transportability from multiple domains with limited experiments by Bareinboim, E. and Pearl, J. (2014) <//gypceresf/ucla/pub/stat_ser/r443.pdf> and a selection bias recovery algorithm by Bareinboim, E. and Tian, J. (2015) <//gypceresf/ucla/pub/stat_ser/r445.pdf>. All of the previously mentioned algorithms are based on a causal effect identification algorithm by Tian , J. (2002) <//gypceresf/pub/stat_ser/r309.pdf>.

Slashdot takes on new meaning to me today; they portend in jest or secret-pig-latin that they are the key to some kind of hidden configuration file or the .git archive database … of “heaven” or something, in my mind today just guessing at the name I never understood though thoroughly enjoyed reading Commander Taco’s very censored and very well chosen day old news … every momrning.

APT may refer to:

  • Advanced Package Tool (or APT), the main command-line package manager for Debian and its derivatives. It provides command-line tools for searching, managing and querying information about packages, as well as low-level access to all features provided by the libapt-pkg and libapt-inst libraries which higher-level package managers can depend upon.

  • The apt package, providing, among others, the apt management tool, a high-level command-line interface for better interactive usage.

Here I’m showing a history of something; it’s the Holy Ubuntu’s Holy Debian’s Holy APT–“a package tool”–I imagine, and that too probably is aptly nothing to do with Peter’s gate or with Washington’s Osiris. Of course there’s a history of better or newer ways to “emerge” (this one is special, it does things “a little” different) or “brew” up some kind of thing that would … have kept me from having so many issues with IPFS’s orbitdb and so many issues with Textile’s … “perfect solution.”

There’s the original in my mind–that’s the perl library archive called “plan” … that;'s a joke–it’s called CPAN; and there’s arlso CRAN; the same kind of software repository that lets you build things with little pieces and blocks of smaller code to make something you want out of a bunch of stuff you never knew how to do–or wanted to learn. It’s supposed to make it “just work” but I’ve got “hub” pointing out that … not so jesting “Killed” and “Go” have more me in mind than … whether or not you want to see me show you “my Golden Rule.

All Debian //gypceresfsco/sources.debian/ are belong to us –Anonymous

I’m just mentioning OrbitDB here one more time; and correcting the previous error–I failed ot mention that problem came from yet another multi-package #likejustsnapyourfingersbrowandbuildit here of course #bright and also aptly named “the NPM” … which of course connects night and “post me” to our “ridian” … and of course the apt missing “me” in the time connected acronym you might imagine has nothing or something to do with Slashdot and the Nicean Chancellors and Creed and the … TanakhManishtana … and "what’s in a name without Sandra Bullock’s … Holy Line … that of course only makes sense reading backwards in word-time and connecting it to the “ex post facto” rebirth of Anakin from the Lake of Vader’s demise.

Anyway … long story short … something like gcom/runkit … of course with more “dialects” and running on a distributed systerm like "a bunch of “bikechain” IPFS “compute” nodes … might be the Holy Grail of like … “cloud computing” as in Heavenly rather than the … significant lack of … call it … coherent resource management (or sanity) that we seem to not think things like “Docker” … are like … “docking us a few thousand compute hours” just for being so damned wasteful. I’m looking at stuff like that–obviously–and haven’t even tried RunKit yet. It just “looks” like an out of the box, maybe I could get OrbitDB to run … on that–of course, if I had “buckets” or “IPFS storage” available … wait a second …

Back to the task at hand; this very humorous commentary on "who is the grease behind the /.block and then hidden “blocklayerd” of Heaven … is this very interesting piece on how “helping out” [even if it’s just for a “commit record byline” or a comment or …] is a good way to start …


//gmanewus/theverge/2020/6/2/21277863/microsoft-winget-windows-package-manager-appget-response-credit-comment

Microsoft is crediting a developer after he accused the company of copying the core mechanics of its new Windows Package Manager. AppGet developer Keivan Beigi provided a detailed account of Microsoft reaching out with interest about his package manager, inviting him for interviews, and then ghosting him for months before unveiling its own package manager that he felt was inspired by his work.

Beigi claimed the “core mechanics, terminology, the manifest format and structure, even the package repository’s folder structure” of Microsoft’s Windows Package Manager (winget) are all heavily inspired by AppGet. Microsoft only briefly mentioned AppGet once in its announcement, in a throwaway line that lists other Windows package managers. A variety of Windows package managers exist, and are used to automate the process of installing and updating apps.
Microsoft doesn’t dispute the claims. “Our goal is to provide a great product to our customers and community where everyone can contribute and receive recognition,” says Andrew Clinick, a program manager responsible for the app model at Microsoft, in a blog post. “Over the past couple of days we’ve listened and learned from our community and clearly we did not live up to this goal. More specifically, we failed to live up to this with Keivan and AppGet. This was the last thing that we wanted.”

Clinick stops short of directly apologizing for the circumstances around AppGet and winget, and admits Microsoft’s implementation was inspired — or as he puts it “helped us get to a better product direction” — by AppGet:

No scripts during install – something that we completely agreed with and don’t allow with MSIX

Rich manifest definition within GitHub – the power of being open combined with rich declarative meta data about the app is so important to meet goal #1

Support all types of Windows applications installers

Seamless updates for applications in the repository

check my vital signs (97 degrees below zero)
i walk alone, i walk alone
my shadow is the only thing that walks beside me
today i walk …
[to Gr–n Key; with the i*lluminated* light of "the hammer and the I don’t feel stupid, [contagion and quoran-time]I?]

come on come on; “get: down with the sickness

-Greenday "Boulevard of Broken Dreams"


Briefly, on the occupation of Jerusalem by “hordes of foreign invaders” – see you – see crusades etched into Jerusalem about you – and an ultimate “end game” or end of the story basically paralleling “the useleness of light” … and neither the worth of communism nor “capitalist electorism” to any kind of future that I or … hopefully the future smashing our present with a “stupid stick” thinks is worthwhile. Your money is worthless–the way you use it is … “incentivized cannibalism,” it’s made the world a sick place, and the other side of the coin has left us nothing but “fascism” and failing economies to parallel–exactly seeing that here too. Your protests and your methods of protesting are barbaric; as is the massive disregard for the “meaning of snifleheim” and the “spirit of Korantine.”

Bethlahem; “house, clearing my throat” … the coughing was less telling, and perhaps more suggestive of some kind of double speak (like hurry up, God!) than the current absolute nothing but sickness that speaks to me with fake colds and fake riots and fake “reasons we think we should be proud.” Don’t be proud here, don’t be proud of your there–and look at here, and see the writing on the wall. Reading “and don’t know” that’s a relatively well used, important and well known phrase–commonly called an idiom–that does a decent job of “darkness to rapturing” the true “zeitgeist of the day.” It says … echoes loudly, we “see what Jesus Christ is writing about” … and “it’s us” … “and it’s all over.”

On those “it’s” … and related … the “smashing of the ten” continues here at the foot and crossroads of Sin and the Ai; the Supreme Nine Morons … between this email and the last … have struck down in a 5-4 decision a Church’s right to congregate, over the “riot response” perpetrated by the National Guard and the various rogue states executives dictating that we have neither a First Amendment right to speak, nor to congregate. This now after the previously well railed against destruction of the Fourth in relation to the NSA, the Patriot Act and several cases dictating that the people have no right to knowledge or recourse against the government or AT&T–for blatant and obvious “to the letter” disregard for that amendment.

[ back to the sky ]

In related news; there’s multiple rivers turning to blood, and also a plague of locusts some relate to the Corona virus. My personal perspective … whether or are knowledgable of it or agree … is that this is some kind of very un-grand designed, scripted and … evil spectacle–to whit, this looks like Skyfall, not just “David, Adam, Moses and Nashon admonishing the sea of … ignorance.”

For those of you that “think you have (?)” – think again; from Azrael to whomever damned our current faux and mistaken “medical world” in Nevada–the Constitution (your light and hope … if you do care; at the end of this thing) and the Hippocratic Oath … basically z’d and diseased–in my mind–in retrospect now—from the days of the (it’s not a) game: Hungry Hungry Hippo. Dear Pig-Sty; I do not jest on the word thirsty, nor it’s relation to Bethalhem or the Manger or the Farm–now by his word to me, in the Farmer.

I’m still sitting here; on the “foot of the bed” in the very room where (for remembrance of the day; I’m going to call this other) Adam (Azrael [ther: Thurisaz and Azithromycin)) confirmed or at least responded verbally (in the mirror, to the mirror; seemingly in response to the request of the mirror/me) that “it speaks” … talking not in undertones or any kind of obscurity about the thing I call “planck space stuff” (P.S.S.) in relation to some kind of gamey looking process that I’ve noted really … happening only around Clearwater and Phoenix. This is a “time period” I’d set aside to sort of link as a second stepping stone in a series of only one other “safe jump back point” that was set (in another place and time that I no longer consider safe at all) upon just reaching Kentucky for the first time.

We’ve reached past the firmament here; just yesterday–for the first time in many years with “living passengers” and it’s a sort of monument to the very strange time–and very strange experience of seeing “Mono” and the previously very loudly noted “apparent decade old time travel research” into the strange “Koran-tine” pandemic of the day–the “Corona virus.” It came fairly quickly over the course of only a few months and seems to have forever changed the face of the America … I’ve continued to write seems to stray farther and farther from the “thing and people I loved so much.” At the very same time–this exact period–I’ve noticed Monoceros and connected it to a significant message similar to the “Atlas” of Earth which through time has just noted “looking out my back door” as I listened to Credence Clearwater Revival–and minutes ago tried to “make clear” the tie between the single bridge depicted on a map of what could be the very first … “road between two stars” in a constellation just west of Orion (galactically, and with no imagination in the same temporal schpiel of "frumlegt an" … the Masonic and Judeochristian connection between Easter and Yeast … and the land of the rising red sun)–which only through some kind of (not really a) stretch of mythology would instantly tie to Jerusalem … were it’s “true pronounciation” ever really spoken or understood outside the context of “Gilgamesh” … to Cupid and Eros and “the arrows of 'the hunter you know so well’ (Europe, Time has Come).”

Here … connecting yesterday’s SpaceX launch of the first human into space in over a decade–to the “one giant leap” spoken by Neil Armstrong on July 20, 1969 … and to the galactic bridge between Andromeda and the Milky Way I’ve been dreaming up and writing about–and maybe even to the three trips across the Atlantic that Christopher Columbus made to get us all the way to another mentioning of Mastodon and the “Cambridges” that define in some special way the beginning and end of that word that most likely will forever now be tied to “cable” … and yet another Earthene microcosm for a technical road between stars.

Az, I imagine; also recently … in the last several months since my visit to “Space Station VEGA” in or around Area 51 and what the name and shape of “Nevada” secretly swirls and congeals around … the important words and mentioning were the linking of multiple London’s across disparate Earths or perhaps just “realms of the United Kingdom” and explaining that even a city of the “almost same people” talking to themselves caused a kind of Renaissance–this of course relates to “Mastodon” as … what it is is a kind of decentralized bridge of things like Twitter and our cellular SMS–that could technically “instantly” link multiple Earths–were there, of course, such a thing.

Bored Elon also recently mentioned a topically similar subject and concept–and while “bridging of Earths” isn’t the grand extend of my dreams to see a “United Heaven(s) and Earth(s)” … I suppose there’s something to be said for … the ins-stance [sp. def. not-: here i listened to “Piano Man” asked for free drinks and mentioned the heart of “the Euroshington Fiag” has Lyons and T-nakh] and necessity for that thing to actually happen; in the case that they do exist–something I have only tangential confirmation of, at this point. I’d guess that’s some of the “lighting up” smiles–seeing the proof and being able to talk to another set of you–or your parents or even generations prior; I imagine that would do something for smiles. For posterity, it is well known that the above handle “is actually Elon Musk”–and it has yet to offer any BTC give-aways.

I’ve been … pressing through my PTSD/anxiety about watching the world physically respond with “expressions, gestures, and small thoughts”–something I literally see with my eyes and sense with my mind … and just walked for a second time to “Target” (for posterity and … BRIC, a supermarket whose logo includes two circles and a dot)

[ here, i’m no longer in that room–now … in a place where the bled into “BLVD of Broken Dreams” … though it’s not clear, why. ]

** but it’s sad and it’s sweet and i knew it complete when i wore the younger man’s clothes **

1 The words of the Teacher,[a] son of David, king in Jerusalem:

2 “Meaningless! Meaningless!”
says the Teacher.
“Utterly meaningless!
Everything is meaningless.”

Rest easy baby, rest easy
And recognize it all as light and rainbows
Smashed to smithereens and be happy

-Live, Run to the water (and find me there)

seals the ach

not sure what i’ll write here. it might even include this place holder between Piano Man lyrics … that just “stab me in the heart;” and whatever the meaninglessness below says.

I suppose it’s “possible or even highly likely” that this day and this event are some kind of marker of … something else … perhaps a human traveling through a di-galactic bridge–or … maybe more microcosmically accurately simply outside the current … “stuff” we seem to call “Heavens.” My numerous overlapping waking-dream-stories of where exactly we are does include a version of history that might be accurate at a certain time in the history of life that includes “everything” being contained in some kind of Earth-cum-computer; with a … version of either the ISS or Mir looking down at it; sort of seeing a twinkling computer display.

On the return to the blue lagoon and the two perfect circles “emitted therein” … just the instant “flash” of inspiratory–it’s the moment I first saw it … I think it was at River Oaks; only after taking a picture with an army friend wearing a version of the first American Flag covered with the Gadssen/Franklin Serpent … linking it to a [only in retrospect to this instant] now obvious “out of time” link between the Sons of Liberty and the Flag of the European Union–that table with thirteen starry seats … “the perfect atemporal circle” … at the heart of the “hisword(s)” of “well, ‘round table’ is two words.” Enzing this paragraph and “section” (of the final chapter in “HADASHKA” (working title) with “Perfect, Origenation Origame”–noting the link to “No Jack City” and “Stargate [SG-1]” and the paragraph and place.

ALEXANDRINDIANPEGACY-DOSEQUIS

dolphins, kangaroos – and whether or not bwe believe we are a self creating thing lost in time and mor–ality :)

This placeholder meant to explain the obviousness of the genetic engineering and the very intelligent naming of pretty much everything from magic dragon fly phylum and families to Frank Sinatra and the flies and the spiders and the Miami Dophins; and Huracan; and … every God in your mythology … that you don’t seem to see as proof that you should be very afraid. I promised myself I would tell you that if you weren’t living in a place–not this world but not much farther away–where Space-Man and Namco and Capcom and …

If you aren’t in a place where people are wondering if they’re actually in space, or if they’re in “a fake space situation” or if they can’t figure out it would be easy in the light of day to coordinate time and space simply by looking at stars … if you can’t figure out that those coordinations could be gamed–and if you can’t figure out that you are in a space designed to stop all hells–even the one I’m describing … you don’t realize you must be already in it and you must not really fathom what it means to be in a map in a world designed to stop “line feeds” and people from thinking “they’re inside another person” or a God’s heart or a … the mind of a moron–if you can’t figure out that saying “in me …” this would be differenty–you really haven’t gotten the point. My God is not a “me” and it is not “this me” even in my “could have been a whole planet–until it was you” … my God has morality and my God has a conscience, and my God wrote this message–even this part, specifically, this part with my hands. He wrote this world, and he wrote Mars and he wrote Heirosolymythani … and he wrote Masstadon–even if some schools in Cambridge think they’re responsible, too.

Your God; you–you seem to think you’re self created; and I’m shit, and this message either doesn’t exist or isn’t worth talking about. See the mirror–see I feel the same way about those of you that can’t say a word, or contribute more than the snide “is the fundthemachine.com?”

Some cents to you–I still pray for one thing one–swift peace be unto Allah.

No victory at i see time “game” and nobody knows what a “star is.” I sit here … writing about Pac-Man and games about games about traveling in space in heaven–gobbling up pellets that could be space mold, could be energy reserves, or totem poles resssurecting ancient spirits or could be planets themselves; or even the hope of ever seeing one again. I stare at you all in gaping awe- and the stupid looks, the horrible attitude; and the lack of respect for me, for this message, and for the honest to god Truth–to the source of the heavens and the magic behind the skies and passing that limit–and really undersing–fathom with all your being–it doesn’t come “from you” it comes “to you here” and you ignore it; or try and teal it from the benefactors that renaim nameless, and watch as you torture Azrael, and bate the angel of death … motel to motel; and “head shake” to “snarling evil sniffle.

I wrote and a titled a book about “a Space Game” something I associate a little with Grace and a little with Mars and a little with quite a bit of what I’ve written. I cajoled quite a bit at the concept of people looking for “space-frontage” in their new homes–as if it were something like a pretty water view, and it were for sale as if you could just buy the ability to … hide in your basement and continue to break the Geneva Convention in secret in multitudes as you do here in plain sight–without even a second glimpse, without a word, day in and day out. I fear the words “lock your bikes” and almost cringe at the thought that you might possibly somehow have made it to the beginning of beginnings and there’d be no getting rid of you–or this plague of silence or this disaster that you seem to walk through with little mroe than a “well it’s a shame” at best, or one man that comments “we know it’s not fair” and still; I stand here practically starving, staring at the theives, and let me tell you–I’m no joker-and I’m not your benefactor; I’m the reason the word “fetch” ends with “what [nada]?”

SE-CAPCOM

Simon and Garfunkel; and their song “America” has been a significant … “marker” in the last few months–as we gobble blindly into Pac-Man’s now “pillared” … something … between “someday never comes” and Thomas Paine’s Common Sense and … walling the other side something about Christopher Columbus’s “resting place” either previously linked to Valchallah and the moat of the sea by the city of Valldolid and/or … my personal lack of even the slightest recollection of whether or not he died in America or in transit [anywhere] or somewhere on the European contintent he called home.

They suggested that there’s something like a tourist trap here–everyone’s “come looking for America” in the song; as if we couldn’t figure out why at all it was encoded in the heart of the ancient city of Jerusalem; or what other kinds of “T’fillin” might be between the first and second times an unchangable book … [changed] to either incorporate the “Tanakh’s” (actually an acronym for … Torah/Nevi’im/Ketuvim) “reference to Ragnarok” and what I must imagine is my obvious belief that both pillars of that set of three religions were added “something like after” Zoroaster. Previously I’d have used “Ragnarok” itself as a map to connect it to the special “V” reading of Jerusalem; though it’s hard at this point to recall anything other than … the second word of Jerusalem (it wasn’t bent in half, like Korangard) probably linked on a “V” word like Valkyrie. Since it’s become the theme of the paragraph that letter also appears in the second two Tankah references, Kislev and the month after … which I was [currently] born in “Teve[n]t.”

** as the smile ran away from his face ** [notes the vibration in the table … the one desk I’ve had … in the last several months;

… As the books are unsealed … it;s currently 39 minutes past the hour; 8 hours past “the hour” [the one I question whether it is noted as AM or PM; prior or permanent] … as the space station spins. That is, at least I hope there’s a space station with gravity; or some kind of magnanimous gap between this place and another where “life” somehow has learned [and taught] to exist in the zero-g without atrophy … and learning how to “stop [stopping] learning”–anoki [[ … mean without creating or coating an artificial pandemic.]]

So isaac sits here, taht “stupid smile” lurking beneath his lack of … conxion between “what he sees and what he says:” though to speak “i am sure now, the lobotomy … it needs to actually happen [and be sure I am removing myself from the [red cross] aside from the possessor)s)”

[ For King Lear and my cousin Richard then; here I add–"I believe in something like the “pops of several … slowly diminishing … smashes;” and note a metatypical connection between time and the beginning and … “space or not” ]

Though I still don’t know if there’s a particle, or a field–or it’s just the thing we … now I see … pretend here is nothing like Chess at all and everything like arm wrestling with Figment.

i call it … “one letter two little gulfs and three versions of nothing; a search for glove and not the rules”

Summary: Act 3, scene 6

Gloucester, Kent, Lear, and the Fool take shelter in a small building (perhaps a shed or farmhouse) on Gloucester’s property. Gloucester leaves to find provisions for the king. Lear, whose mind is wandering ever more widely, holds a mock trial of his wicked daughters, with Edgar, Kent, and the Fool presiding. Both Edgar and the Fool speak like madmen, and the trial is an exercise in hallucination and eccentricity.

Written between the X of River Oaks and the … [TBD] of Transformations by the Gulf … this day signed June the Second–2020. Were there an airship or a space station, were there a hope that you … had anything but a “touch” and a dream–this would be anything but the day the music died forever and ever.

Viva la revolucion.

pps. Billy, “tell that man he never made love to gin; tell him you prefer your name … and tell him we’re years past finding that room, and we’re not feelin alright.”

** قبلة خاصة من دقيقة **, من الحد الأدنى

" i think this is it " (or)

How: I wrote a rather lengthy email to the dev@hyothesis list last night–suggesting several options and ideas that I think will “bring it a long way.” I’ve personally went through a sort of tiny-epiphany looking for a name for this thing I want to make before I found this particular piece of the puzzle–which is something like the spider’s web slinging gloves. I settled somewhere around the Scandinavian city of “Stranda”–as something like the strands between “the web” … a significant part of the “plan i see” is to create a new “ontological connection,” something more than the “anchors” which are the thing right now that says “this page is also related to …” and of course we have very little in the way of functional “backlinks” ever since the days of (caring) that was once something Google “surfaced” and also to mention Tumblr. The idea of course is that people would comment on some page, and it would link to a number of other pages–and there would be some automatic algorithm to connect … page to page and “heat map” the comments and related comments and web of comments that we see sort of being born and stillborn very slowly on sites like reddit. The social “relinking” and “reclaffiying” of the connections between things and their import … probably something we’ll one day find useful.

Of course in keeping with my earlier pushes into “what this thing is” … I’d like to Hypothesis storing their data in a system that is based on IPFS and blockchain and distriubuted in a way that here makes it “immutable” and maybe between here the many theres makes it something that connects not just “our few web sites” to maybe “the few internets.”

I’d like to see this thing incorporate cryptogrpahic identity and cryptographic multi-sig–I’d even like to see something like "the voice of the [insert whatever but…] “Transhumanist” (as an example) Party–literally something like a “artificial intelligence seiving” of what a group of people are saying or linking or whatever. Mentioning briefly that it’s not just anchored hypertext links and comments with those–but also pictures that are shared and “the things the pictures are of” and if you see my “style” here for the last few years–I’m also looking for some kind of “Constellation Search” that would hypothetically combine something like Amazon’s X-Ray and … in my world tie the many movies I topically and logically link to gether in a single image to something like a “these things are connected” that also would statistically leave not just a finrgerprint, but perhaps a pointer finger something like my “Jacob’s Landing Walkway” … a linked list with “choose your own next step” kind of … narrowing down and zeroing in.

I mentioned in that email, which appears to now be blackholed–by Google’s asanine SPAM filter (not any human intervention) something like … just seeing this thing and reddit fused–seeing a place where the many comments are aggregated and the “hot stuff” is brought to the attention of people that are into that kind of bleeding edge … “what’s the web talking about” and that might get away from “Twitter’s waves of …” you know, what’s Donald talking about, and what did uhh … Danielle Bregoli have to say about the riots–or turning 17.

It is a /great interface/ … and it’s almost exactly what I envisioned–and it’s very similar to the thing Dissenter made … you know … “in my image” and "after my breath was wasted trying to entertain the fact that you might actually financially or with your words or with your programming acumen … or even maybe with your ability to magically incant the last version of this thing into something more than just “a puzzle from the last broken restarts broken image” …

I see this thing as “complete” … with the addition of course of something like “Wikipedia for every page” … an immutable backup of the version of the thing you’re talking about; and the ability to actually modify what it says–or to make these annotations somehow appear … in “five dimensions” … a versioning system for … “forking another piece of electronic paper” and adding in your own best ideas. Also on the chain, and also on the IPFS; and also on the … just while I’m typing; adding in “thinking” about things like the leglsilative process my complete turns to a Beta and now I want to add “Github Workflow” and some stuff from Six Sigma and from the Business Process Outsourcing industry that I worked in–you know, from it’s very first days.

Bitches; “estimated time of arrival” α; here. β release … beta.cent “in a far off land, a long long time from no-w.”

I think we’re here–just a few more words; and I want to see AOC write a bill that has suggested executive implementations–or guides built within them; and by that I mean I want to see options, we could do this with “a website to aggregate the already horribly managed insurance industry we currently have” or we could do this with a “Red Shield” that Christianically ties something like the BC/BS (that’s Blue Cross Demolition Shield) and an Insurer of Last Resort … a government owned insurance company that would of course lowers costs and set a baseline and almost instantly bring us to the actuarial truth–Universal Healthcare saves lives–and money.

12:3 Those who are wi se[a] will shine like the brightness of the heavens, and those who lead many to righteousness, like the stars for ever and ever.

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We the People of Slate

The U.S. Constitution, as you mighta been, shoulda [“come” on … its someday] rewrϕte it.

"Politicians talk about the Constitution as if it were as sacrosanct as the Ten Commandments [interjection: spec. it is actually almost exactly related!]. But the document itself invites change and revision. What if the president served only one six-year term instead two four-year terms? What if your state’s population determined how many senators represent it? What if the Constitution included a right to health care? We asked legal scholars and Slate readers to cross out what they didn’t like in the Constitution and pencil in their hearts’ desires. Here’s what the document would look like with their best ideas."

多也了了夕 "with a wand of scheffilara, 并#亦太 he begins … "I am now on the Staff of Menelaus, the Spears of Longinus and Lancelot; and the name "Mosche ex Nashon."

Logically the recent mentions of Gilgamesh and the simultaneous 同時 overlaping 場道 of the eventual link between the famous ruling of Solomon on the separation of babies and mothers and waters and land … to a story of many “two cities” that culminates in a cultural or societal or “evolutionary” link to Sodom and Gomorrah and the city-state of Babylon (and it’s Hanging Gardens) and also of course to Paris and Troy and “Masstodon” and city-states [ciudadestado] and perhaps planet-cities; from Cambridge to Cambridge across the “Cable” to see state to “London” … recently I called it “the city of realms” … I started out logically intending to link “game theory” and John Nash to the mathematical story of Sputnik and a revival of American physics; but in my usual way of rambling into the woods [I mean neighborhood] of stream of consciousness … turned into a premonitory discourse of “two cities” and how sometimes even things as obvious as the number of letters in the word “two” don’t do a good enough job of conveying … how and/or why one is simply never enough, and two isn’t much better–but in the end a circle … is drawn; the perfect circle in our imaginary mathematical perfection … I see a parted “line” in the letter pronounced “tea” (and beginning that word); and two “vee” (pron. of “v”) symbols joined together in a word we pronounce as “double-you” … and symbolically because I know “V” is the Roman Numeral for 5 (five) and I know not how to multiply in Roman numerals–

It’s important to pause; here. I am going to write a more detailed piece on “the two cities” as I work through this maze like crossroads between “them” and “demo…” … here demorigstrably I am trying to fuse together an evolutionary change in … lit. biological evolution as well as an echelon leap forward in "self-government" … in a place where these two things are unfathomable and unspokenly* connected.

To a question on the idiom; is Bablyon about “the law” or “of the land of Nod?”

What is democracy” … the song, Metallica’s “ONE” echoes and repeats; as we apparently scrive together the word “THEM” … I question myself … if Babylon were the capital city of some mythical Nation of Time … if it were the central “turning point” of Sheol; ... >|<

Can you not see that in this place; in a world that should see and does there is a gigantic message proving that we are not in reality and trying to show us how and why that's the best news since ... ever---that it's as simple as conjoining "the law of the land" with a basic set of rules that automatically turn Hell into something so much closer to Heaven I just do not understand---why we cant stand up together and say "bullets will not kill innocent children" and "snowflakes will not start avalanches ...." that cover or bury or hide the road from Earth to Verital)e .... or from the mythical Valis to Tanis---or from Rigel to Beth-El ... "guess?"

## as "an easy" answer; I'm looking for a fusion of "law and land" that somehow remembers a "jok'er a scene" about "lawn" seats; and "where the girls are green;"

It's as simple as night and day; Heaven and Hell ... the difference between survival and--what we are presented with here; it's "doing this right"--that ends the Hell of representative democracy and electoral college--the blindness and darkness of not seeing "EXTINCTION LEVEL EVENT" encoded in these words and in our governments foundation ... by the framers [not just of the USA; but English .. and every language] 

... is literally just as simple as "not caring" or thinking we are at the beginning of some long process--or thinking it will never be done--that special "IT" that's the emancipation of you and I.

Here words like "gnosis" and "gaudeamus" pair with my/ur "new ntersanding*" of the difference between Asgard and Medgard and really understanding our purpose here is to end "evil" ... things like "simulating disease and pain" (here, simulating meaning ... intentionally causing, rather than "gamifying away") and successfully linking the "Pillars of Hercules" to Plato's vision of Atlantis and the letter sequences "an" and "as" ... unlock a fusion of religion and mythology and "cryptographic truth" that connects "messianic" and "Christian" to "Roman" ... "Chinese" and "American" ... literally the key to the difference between the phrases "we are" and "we were" ....

in "sight" of "silicon" in simulation and Israel, Genesis, and "silence" ... trying to the raising of Asgardian enlightenment ... and seeing "simple cypher" connecting to "Norse" ...

and the "I AM THAT" surer than shit ... the intention and design of all religion and creation is to end "simulated reality" and also not seeing "SR" ... in Israel and Norse ... "for instance."

It's a simple linguistic concept; the "singularity" and the "plurality" of a simple word--"to be"--but it goes to the heart of everything that we are and everything that is around us. This is a message about understanding and preserving individuality as well as liberty; and literally seeing "ARXIV" and understanding "often" and failing to connect God and prescience to "IV" and the Fourth Amendment ... it's about blindness and ... "curing the blind instantly" ... and fathoming how and why this message has been etched into our entire history and and all religions and myths and music--to help us "to be THAT we" that actually "are responsible" for the end of Hell.

  • I neglected to mention "Har-Wer" and "Tower of Babel" which are both related lingusitically, religiously and topically: "to who ..." and while we're on "four score and [seven years from now]" seeing the fourth "living thing" in Eden and it's (the name, Abel) connection to Babel and Abraham Lincoln; slavery and ... understanding we live in a place where the history of the United States also, like Monoceros and "Neil Armstrong's first step" are a time shifted ... overlayed map to achieving freedom ... it's about becoming a father-race ... and actually "doing" the technological steps required to "emancipate the e's of 'me&e'" and survive in exo-planetary space---

it might be as simple as adding "because we did this" here and now; and having it be something we are truly proud of .... forevermore™ ... for certain in the heart of this story about cyclicality and repetition of error--its not because we did "this" or something over and over again; it's about changing "the problem" and then helping others to also overcome ... "things like time travel ... erasing speech" --- however that happenecl.

  • I also failed to mention that "I am in Hell" ... as in this world is hellacious to me; in an overlay with the Hellenic period and this message that we are in the Trojan Horse ... a small gem .... "planet" truly is the Ark of the Covenant---and it's the simple understanding that "reality is hell" is to "living without air conditioning and plumbing is hell" just as soon as you achieve ... "rediscovering" those things---
  • I can't figure out why I am the only person screaming "this is Hell." That's also, Hell.

... but recently suggested an old joke about "there being 10 kinds of people in the world (obv an anti-tautology and a tautology simultaneously)" only after that brief bit of singularity and duality mentioning the rest of the joke: "those that understand binary and those that don't know how to base convert between counting with two hands and counting with only an 'on and off.'" It's not obvious if you aren't trying to figure it out, I suppose; but 10 is decimal notation for "kiss" and the "often" without "of" ... and binary notation for the decimal equivalent of "2." A long long time ago in a state that simply non-randomly ties to the heart of the name of our galaxy ... I was again thinking of the "perfect imperfections" of things like saying "three equals one equals one" (which, of course was related to the Holy Trinity and it's "prescient/anachronistic Adamic presence encoded in the name Ab|ra|ha|m" which means "father of a great multitude") ... I brought that one back in the last few months; connecting the letter K and in this "logos-rythmic" tie to the "base of a number system" embellish the truth just a bit and suggest a more accurate rendition of the original [there is no such thing as equality, "is" of separate objects--as in no two snowflakes are the same unless they are literally the same one; true of ancient weights and with the advent of (thinking about) time no two "planets" are the same even if they're the exact same one--unless it's at a fixed moment in time.

  • This name may be viewed either as meaning "father of many" in Hebrew or else as a contraction of ABRAM (1) and הָמוֹן (hamon) meaning "many, multitude". The biblical patriarch Abraham was originally named Abram but God changed his name (see Genesis 17:5).

K=3:11 ... to a handle on the music, the DHD of the gate and the *ring of David's "sling" ...

---and that's a relationship of "3 is to 11" as [the SAT style "analog]y" as a series of alpha, two mathematic, and two numeric symbols ... may only tie in my mind alone to the books of Genesis and Matthew and the phrase "chapter and verse" and to the stories of Lot and Job ... again in Genesis and the eponymous "Book of Job." So ... "tying up loose ends one 10b [III] iv. " as it appears I've taken it upon myself to call a Job and suggest is my "Lot in life [x]i* [3]"

  • I worry sometimes that important things are missing, or will disappear---for instance Mirriam Webster, which is a "canonical/standard dictionary) should probably have an entry for "lot in life" non-idiomatically as "granny apples to sour apples" as

2 MANY ALSO ICI; 1two ... following in Mitnick's bold introductory word steps; the curve and the complement ... the missiles and the canoes; the line and the blank space ... "supposedly two examples of two kinds, which could be three not nothings ... Today I write about something monumental; as if as important as the singularity depicted in Arthur C. Clarke's 2001 "A Space Odyssey" ... and remember a day when I thought it very novel and interesting to see the words "stillborn and yet still born" connected in a single piece of writing to "Stillwater and yet still water" ... today adding in another phrase noting the change wrought only by one magical single "space" (also a single capital letter; and a third phrase): "block chains with a great blockchain."

  1. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_word_for_%22crisis%22
  2. https://dictionary.hantrainerpro.com/chinese-english/translation-ji_howmany.htm
  3. https://dictionary.hantrainerpro.com/chinese-english/translation-duo_many.htm

  • The play revolves around Agamemnon, the leader of the Greek coalition before and during the Trojan War, and his decision to sacrifice his daughter, Iphigenia, to appease the goddess Artemis and allow his troops to set sail to preserve their honour in battle against Troy. The conflict between Agamemnon and Achilles over the fate of the young woman presages a similar conflict between the two at the beginning of the Iliad. In his depiction of the experiences of the main characters, Euripides frequently uses tragic irony for dramatic effect.

J.K. Rowling spurred just this past week a series of explanations about just exactly what is a blockchain coin worth ... and why is it so; her final words on the subject (artistic liberty taken, obviously not the last she'll say of this magic moment) "I don't think I trust this."

Taken directly from an off the cuff email to ARXM titled: "Slow the S is ... our Hypothes.is"

I imagine I'll be adding some wiki/ipfs stuff to it--and try to keep it compatible; the design and layout is almost exactly what I was dreaming about seeing--as a "first rough draft product." Lo, and behold. It's been added to the many places I host my tome; the small compilation of nearly every important email that has gone out ... all the way back to the days of the strange looking Margarita glass ... that now very much resembles the "Cantonese character 'le'" which I've come to associate with a "handle" on multiple corners of a room--something like an automatic coat rack conveyor belt connecting different versions of "what's in the box." I'm planning on using that symbol 了 to denote something like multiple forks of the same page. Obviously I'm thinking forward to things like "the Transhumaist Chain Party" (BDSM, right?)'s version of some particular piece of legislation, let's say everything starts with the sprawling "bulbing" of "Amendment M" ideas and specific verbiage ... and then we'll of course need some kind of new git/subversion/cvs style version control mechanism to merge intelligently into something that might actually .... really should ... make it into that place in history--the first constitutional amendment ratified by a "Continental Congress of All People" ... but you could also see it as an ongoing sort of forking of something like the "wikipedia page" on what some specific term, say "technocracy" means, and how two parties might propagandize and change the meaning of such thing; to suit the more intelligent and wise times we now live in. For instance, we might once have had a "democracy" and a "democractic" party that had some Anarchist Cook Book version of the history of it ending in something like Snipes and Stallone's "DEMOLITION MAN."

Just kidding, we all know "democracy" has everything to do with "d is cl ... and not th" ... to be the them that is the heart of the start of the first true democracy. At least the first one I've ever seen, in my old "to a republic" ... style. As it is you can play around with commenting and highlighting and annotating all the stuff I've written and begged and begged for comments on--while I work on layering the backend to to perma-store our ideas and comments on both a blockchain (probably a new one; now that i've worked a little with ethereum) with maybe some key-merkle-tree-walk-search stuff etched into the original Rinkeby ... and then of course distributed data in the "public owned and operated" IPFS. To be clear, I plan on rewriting the backend storage so that we will have a permanent record of all comments; all versions of whatever is being commented on; and changes/revisions to those documents--sort of turning the web into a massive instant "place of collaboration, discussion, and co-authoring" ... if you use the wonderful LEGO pieces that have been handed to us in ideas from places like me, lemma--dissenter, and of course hypothes.is who has brought you and i such a polished and nice to look at "first draft" of something like the living Constitution come repository of all human knowledge. I do sort of secretly wich they would have called this project something like "annotating and reflecting (or real or ...) knowledge" just so the movement could have been called ARK. ... or something .... but whatever join the "calling you a reporter" group or ... "supposedly a scientist?"

NOIR INgR .. I CITE SITE OF ENUDRICAM; a rekindling of the dream of a city appearing high above in the sky, now with a boldly emblazened smiling rainbow and upsidown river ... specifically the antithesis of "angel falls," there's a lagoon too--actually a chain of several ponds underneith the floating rock ... and in some versions of this waking dream there are rings around the thing; you might imagine an artificial set of centripetal orbitals something like a fusion of the ring Eslyeum and the "Six-Axis ride" of the JKF Center's "Spacecamp." I write as I dream, and though I cannot for certain explain exactly how; it's become a strong part of my mythology that this spectacular rendition of "what ends the silence" has something to do with the magical delivery of "a book" ... something not of this Earth but an unnatural thing; one I've dreamt of creating many times. This book is something like the DSM-IV and something like a Merck diagnostic manual; but rather than the old antiquated cures of "the Norse Medgard" this spectacle nearly "itsimportant" autoprints itself and lands on something like every doorpost; what it is is a list of reasons why "simply curing all disease" with no explanation and no conversation would be a travesty of morality--how it would render us half-blind to the myriad of new solutions that can come from truly understanding why "ITIS" to me has become a kind of magical marker: an "it is special" as in, it's cure could possibly solve a number of other problems.

Through that missing "o," English on the ball, we see a connection between a number of words that shine bright light including Exodus itself which means "let there be light," the word for Holy Fire and the Burning Bush.. .reversed to hSE'Ah, and a story about the Second Coming parting our holy waters.

This answer connects the magical Rod's of Aaron in Exodus and the Iron Rod of Jesus Christ to the Sang Rael itself... in a fusion that explains how the Periodic Table element for Iron links not just to Total Recall and Mars, but also to this key

my dream of what the first day of the Second Coming might be like; were the Rod of Christ... in the right hands. In a story that also spans the Bible, you might understand better how stone to bread and your input make all the difference in the world between Heaven and Adam's Hand. Once more, what do you think He ....

 

Since the very earliest days of this story, I have asked for better for you, even than see

Nearly all of the original parts of the original "post-origination dream" remain intact; there's a walkway that magically creates new paths and "attractions" based on where you walk, something like an inversion of the artificial intelligence term "a random walk down a binary tree" ... for instance going left might bring you to the Internet Cafetornaseum of the Earl of Sandwich; and going to the right might bring you to the ICIMAX/Auditorium of Science and Discovery--there's a walkway to "Magical GLAS D'elevators" that open a special "instantiation" of the Japan Room of the Potter and the Toolmaker ... complete with a special [second level and hidden staircase] Pool of Bethesdaibo verily delivering something like youth of mind and body ... or at least as close to such a thing as a sip of Holy Water or Ambrosia or a dip in the pool of Coccoon and Ponce De'Leon could instantly bring ... to those that have seen Jupiter Ascending ... the questions of "nature versus nurture" and what it means to be "old and wise" and "young at heart" truly mean---

Somewhere between the outdoor rafting ride and the level with the special "ballroom of the ancient gallery" ... perhaps now being named or renamed or recalled as something about "Face [of] the Music" lies a magical "mini-maize" ... a look at a mock-up (or #isitit) of Merlink and Harthor's "round table" that displays a series of ... (at least to me) magical appearing holographic displays and controls that my dreams have stolen from Phillip K. Dick's Minority Report and something of what I hope Microsoft's Dynamics/Hololens/Surface will become---a series of short "focus groups" .... to guage and discuss the information in the "CITIES-D5AM-MERCK" ... how to end world hunger and nearly all disease with the press of a magical buzzer--castling churches to something like "political-party-town-hall-meeting centers" and replacing jails and prisons and hospitals with something like the "Hospitalier's PRIDE and DOJOY's I practiced "Kung-fun-dance" ... a fusion of something like a hotel and a school that probably looks very much like a university with classrooms and dorms and dining hall's all fit into a single building. I imagine a series of 2 or 3 "room changes" as in you walk from the one where you get the book and talk about it ... to the one where you talk about "what everyone else said about it" and maybe another one that actually connects you to other people with something like Facebook's Portal; the point of the whole thing to really quickly "rubber stamp" the need for an end to "bars in the sky" nonalcoholic connotation--as in "overcoming the phrase the sky is the limit" and showing us the need for a beacon of glowing hope fulfilled--probably actually the vision of a holographic marker turning into actual rings around the single moon of Earth, the focus of the song annoucing the dawn of the age of Aquarius---

It might lead us also to Ceres; and another set of artificial rings, or to Monoceros and a rehystorical understanding of the birthplace and birthing of the "river roads" that bridge the "space gaps" in the galaxy from our "one giant leap for mankind" linking the Apollo moon landing to the mythological connection to the sun; and connecting how the astrological charts of the ancients might detail a special kind of overlapping--the link between Earth's SOL and something like Proxima or Alpha Centauri; and how that "monostar bridge" might overlap to Orion and from there through Sagitarius and the center of the Milky Way ... all the way to Andromeda and more dreams of being in a place where there's a map to a tri-galactic system in the constellation Cancer and a similar one in Leo ... and just incase you haven't noticed it--a special marker here, I thought to myself it might be cool to "make an acronymic tie to Monoceros" and without even thinking auto-wrote Orion (which was the obvious constellation next to Monoceros, in the charts) and then to Sagitarrius; which is the obvious ... heart of our astrological center and link to "other galaxies."

----I've dreamt or scriven or reguessed numerous times how the Milky Way's map to an "Atlas marked through time by the ages and the ancients" might tie this place and this actual map to the creation of the railways between stars to the beginning and the end of time and of course to this message that links it all to time travel. There's a few "guesses" I've contemplated; that perhaps the Milky Way chart is a metal-cosmic or microcosmic map to the dawn of time in the galactic vision of ... just after the big bang; or it might tie to a map of something like the unthinkable--a civilization that became so powerful it was able to reverse the entropy of "cosmic expansion" and reverse the thing Asimov wrote of in "The Last Question" as the end of life and the ability to survive basically due to "heat loss."

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* all "asterisks" in the abovə document denote a sort of Adamic unspoken relationship between notations and meanings; here adding the "Latin word for three" and source of the phrase "t.i.d." (which is doctor/pharmacy latin for "three times a day") where the "t" there is an abbreviation of "ter" ... and suppose the link between K and 11 and 3 noting it's alphanumeric position in the English alphabet as the 11th letter and only linking cognitively to three via the conversion between hex, and binarryy ... aberrative here is the overlapping "hakkasan" style (or ZHIV) lack of mention of the answer in "state of Kansas" and the "citystate of Slovakia" as described in the ICANN document linked [in] the related subsection or slice of the word "binarry" for the state of India. Tetris could be spelled with the addition of only a single letter [in] "tea"---the three letters "ris" are the hearts of the words "Christ" and "wrist" [and arguably of Osiris where you also see the round table character of the solar-system/sun glyph and the chemical element for The Fifth Element (as def. by i) via "Sinbad" and "Superman." The ERIS Free Network should also be mentioned here in connection with the IRC network I associate in the place between skipping stones and sacred hearts defined by "AOL" and "Kdice" in my life. In the lexicon of modern HTML, curly braces are generally relative to "classes" and "major object definitions (javascript/css)" while square brackets generally only take on computer-interpreted meaning in "Markdown" which is clearly (by definition, by this character set "[]") a superset (or at least definately not a subset) of HTML.

Dr. Will Caster (Johnny Depp) is a scientist who researches the nature of sapience, including artificial intelligence. He and his team work to create a sentient computer; he predicts that such a computer will create a technological singularity, or in his words "Transcendence". His wife, Evelyn (played by Rebecca Hall), is also a scientist and helps him with his work.

Following one of Will's presentations, an anti-technology terrorist group called "Revolutionary Independence From Technology" (R.I.F.T.) shoots Will with a polonium-laced bullet and carries out a series of synchronized attacks on A.I. laboratories across the country. Will is given no more than a month to live. In desperation, Evelyn comes up with a plan to upload Will's consciousness into the quantum computer that the project has developed. His best friend and fellow researcher, Max Waters (Paul Bettany), questions the wisdom of this choice, reasoning that the "uploaded"

Just from my general understanding and memory "st" is not ... to me (specifically) an abbreviation of "state" but "ste" is a U.S. Postal code (also "as I understand it") for the name of a special room or set of rooms called a "suite" and in Adamic "connotation" I sometimes read it as "sweet" ... which has several meanings that range from "cool" to "a kind of taste sensation" to "easy to sway or fool."

If you asked me though, for instance if "it" was an abbreviation or shorthand notation or acronym for either "a United state" or "saint" ... you'd be sure.

While it's clear from studying linguistic cryptography ... (If I studied it a little here and some there, its also from the "universal translator of Star Trek") and the personal understanding that language is a kind of intelligent code, and "any code is crackable" ... that I caution here that "meaning" and "face value" often differ widely and wildly ... even in the same place or among the same group of people ... either varying over time or heritage.

Menelaus, in Greek mythology, king of Sparta and younger son of Atreus, king of Mycenae; the abduction of his wife, Helen, led to the Trojan War. During the war Menelaus served under his elder brother Agamemnon, the commander in chief of the Greek forces. When Phrontis, one of his crewmen, was killed, Menelaus delayed his voyage until the man had been buried, thus giving evidence of his strength of character. After the fall of Troy, Menelaus recovered Helen and brought her home. Menelaus was a prominent figure in the Iliad and the Odyssey, where he was promised a place in Elysium after his death because he was married to a daughter of Zeus. The poet Stesichorus (flourished 6th century BCE) introduced a refinement to the story that was used by Euripides in his play Helen: it was a phantom that was taken to Troy, while the real Helen went to Egypt, from where she was rescued by Menelaus after he had been wrecked on his way home from Troy and the phantom Helen had disappeared.

This article is about the ancient Greek city. For the town of ancient Crete, see Mycenae (Crete). For the hamlet in New York, see Mycenae, New York.

Μυκῆναι, Μυκήνη

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The Lion Gate at Mycenae, the only known monumental sculpture of Bronze Age Greece

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Mycenae (Ancient Greek: Μυκῆναι or Μυκήνη, Mykēnē) is an archaeological site near Mykines in Argolis, north-eastern Peloponnese, Greece. It is located about 120 kilometres (75 miles) south-west of Athens; 11 kilometres (7 miles) north of Argos; and 48 kilometres (30 miles) south of Corinth. The site is 19 kilometres (12 miles) inland from the Saronic Gulf and built upon a hill rising 900 feet (274 metres) above sea level.[2]

In the second millennium BC, Mycenae was one of the major centres of Greek civilization, a military stronghold which dominated much of southern Greece, Crete, the Cyclades and parts of southwest Anatolia. The period of Greek history from about 1600 BC to about 1100 BC is called Mycenaean in reference to Mycenae. At its peak in 1350 BC, the citadel and lower town had a population of 30,000 and an area of 32 hectares.[3]

3. Chew 2000, p. 220; Chapman 2005, p. 94: "...Thebes at 50 hectares, Mycenae at 32 hectares..."

Melpomene (/mɛlˈpɒmɪniː/; Ancient Greek: Μελπομένη, romanized: Melpoménē, lit. 'to sing' or 'the one that is melodious'), initially the Muse of Chorus, she then became the Muse of Tragedy, for which she is best known now.[1] Her name was derived from the Greek verb melpô or melpomai meaning "to celebrate with dance and song." She is often represented with a tragic mask and wearing the cothurnus, boots traditionally worn by tragic actors. Often, she also holds a knife or club in one hand and the tragic mask in the other.

Melpomene is the daughter of Zeus and Mnemosyne. Her sisters include Calliope (muse of epic poetry), Clio (muse of history), Euterpe (muse of lyrical poetry), Terpsichore (muse of dancing), Erato (muse of erotic poetry), Thalia (muse of comedy), Polyhymnia (muse of hymns), and Urania (muse of astronomy). She is also the mother of several of the Sirens, the divine handmaidens of Kore (Persephone/Proserpina) who were cursed by her mother, Demeter/Ceres, when they were unable to prevent the kidnapping of Kore (Persephone/Proserpina) by Hades/Pluto.

In Greek and Latin poetry since Horace (d. 8 BCE), it was commonly auspicious to invoke Melpomene.[2]

See also [AREXMACHINA]

Flagstaff (/ˈflæɡ.stæf/ FLAG-staf;[6] Navajo: Kinłání Dookʼoʼoosłííd Biyaagi, Navajo pronunciation: [kʰɪ̀nɬɑ́nɪ́ tòːkʼòʔòːsɬít pɪ̀jɑ̀ːkɪ̀]) is a city in, and the county seat of, Coconino County in northern Arizona, in the southwestern United States. In 2018, the city's estimated population was 73,964. Flagstaff's combined metropolitan area has an estimated population of 139,097.

Flagstaff lies near the southwestern edge of the Colorado Plateau and within the San Francisco volcanic field, along the western side of the largest contiguous ponderosa pine forest in the continental United States. The city sits at around 7,000 feet (2,100 m) and is next to Mount Elden, just south of the San Francisco Peaks, the highest mountain range in the state of Arizona. Humphreys Peak, the highest point in Arizona at 12,633 feet (3,851 m), is about 10 miles (16 km) north of Flagstaff in Kachina Peaks Wilderness. The geology of the Flagstaff area includes exposed rock from the Mesozoic and Paleozoic eras, with Moenkopi Formation red sandstone having once been quarried in the city; many of the historic downtown buildings were constructed with it. The Rio de Flag river runs through the city.

Originally settled by the pre-Columbian native Sinagua people, the area of Flagstaff has fertile land from volcanic ash after eruptions in the 11th century. It was first settled as the present-day city in 1876. Local businessmen lobbied for Route 66 to pass through the city, which it did, turning the local industry from lumber to tourism and developing downtown Flagstaff. In 1930, Pluto was discovered from Flagstaff. The city developed further through to the end of the 1960s, with various observatories also used to choose Moon landing sites for the Apollo missions. Through the 1970s and '80s, downtown fell into disrepair, but was revitalized with a major cultural heritage project in the 1990s.

The city remains an important distribution hub for companies such as Nestlé Purina PetCare, and is home to the U.S. Naval Observatory Flagstaff Station, the United States Geological Survey Flagstaff Station, and Northern Arizona University. Flagstaff has a strong tourism sector, due to its proximity to Grand Canyon National Park, Oak Creek Canyon, the Arizona Snowbowl, Meteor Crater, and Historic Route 66.

#PSANSDISL #LWDISP either without gas or seeing cupidic arroz in "thank you" or "allta, wild" ...

pps: a magnanimous decision ...

I stand here on the brink of what appears to be total destruction; at least of everything I had hoped and dreamed for ... for the last decade in my life which appears literally to span thousands of years if not more in the eyes of some other beholder. I spent several months in Kentucky telling a story of a post apocalyptic and post-cataclysmic delusion; some world where I was walking around in a "fake plane" something like a holodeck built and constructed around me as I "took a walk around the world" to ... it did anything but ease my troubled mind.

Recently a few weeks in Las Vegas, and a similar story; telling as I walked penniless down the streets filled with casino's and anachronistic taxi-cabs ... some kind of vision of the entirety of the heavens or the Earth or the "choir of angels" I think of when I echo the words Elohim and Aesir from mythology ... there with me in one small city in superposition; seeing what was a very well put together and interesting story about a "star port" Nirvane ... a place that could build cities into the face of mountains and half working monorails appearing in the sky---literally right before my eyes.

I suppose this is the place "post cataclysm" though I still have trouble understanding what it is that's actually about ... in my mind it connects to the words "we are losing habeas" echo'ed from the streets of Los Angeles in a more clear and more military voice than usual--as I walked block by block trying to evade a series of events that would eventually somehow connect all the way to the "outskirts of Orlando, Florida" in a place called Alhambra.

Apparently the name of a castle; though I wasn't aware of that until much later.

It doesn't feel at all like a "cataclysm" to me; I see no great rift--only a world filled with silent liars, people who collectively believe themselves to have stolen something--something gigantic--at least that's the best interpretation of the throws and impetus behind the thing that I and mythology together call Jormungandr. With an eye for "mythological connections" you could clearly see that name of the Great Serpent of Revelation connects to something like the Unseelie; the faeries of Gaelic lore. To me though this world seems still somewhat fluid, it's my entire life--moving from Plantation to a place where the whole of it might be Bethlehem and to "clear my throat" it's not hard to see here how that land of "coughs" connects to the Biblical land of Nod and to the "Adamically sieved" Snifleheim ... from just a little twist on the ancient Norse land most probably as close to Hel as anyone ever gets--or so I dream and hope---still today. It all looks so real and so fake at the same time; planned for thousands of generations, the culmination of some grand masterpiece story that certainly ties history and myth and reality into a twisted heap of "one big nothing, one big nothing at all."

I've tried to convey to the world how important I believe this place and this time to be--not by some choice of my own ... but through an understanding of the import of our history and the impact of having it be so obviously tuned and geared towards this specific time ... many thousands of years literally all focused on a single moment, on one day or one hour or even just a few years where all of that gets thrown down on the table as if some trump card has been played--and whether or not you fathom the same magnanimous statement or situation or position ... to me, I think it depends on whether or not you grew up in the same kind of way, believing our history to be so fixed and so difficult to change. I don't particularly feel like that's the "zeitgeist" of today; I feel like the children believe it to be some kind of game, and that it is such as easy thing to "sed" away or switch and turn into something else--another story, another purpose ... anyone's personal fantasy land come true.

I don't think that's the case at all, it's clearly a personal nightmare; and it's clearly one we've seen time and time again--though not myself--the Jesus Christ that is the same yesterday, today; and once again perhaps echoing "no tomorrow" never remembers or believes that we've "seen it all before" or that we've ever really gotten the point; the thing you present to me as "factual reality" is a sickness, it disgusts me; and I'd do anything to go back to the world "where I was so young, and so innocent" and so filled with starry-eyed hope that we were at the foot of something grand and amazing that would become an empire turned republic of the heavens; filling the stars ... with the kind of love for kindness and fairness that I once associated very strongly with the thing I still believe to be the American Spirit.


"Suddenly it changes, violently it changes" ... another song echoes through the ages--like the "words of the prophets dancing ((as light)) through the air" ... and I no longer even have a glimmer of hope that the thing I called the American People still exist; I feel we've been replaced by some broken container of minds, that the sky itself has become corrupt to the point that there's no hope of turning around this thing that I once believed with all my heart and all my mind was so obviously a "designed downward spiral" one that was---again--so obviously something of a joke, intended to be easy to bounce off a false bottom and springboard beyond "escape velocity" and beyond the dark waters of "nearest habitable star systems (being so very far away)" into a place where new words and new ideas would "soar" and "take flight."

Here though; I am filled with a kind of lonely sadness ... staring at what appears to be the same mistake(s) happening over and over again; something I've come to call "skipping stones in the pond of reality" and really do liken it to this thing that appears to be the new meaning of "days" and ... a civilization that spends absolutely no love or lust to enter a once sacred and holy place and tarnish it with their sick beliefs and their disgusting desires. You all ... you appear to be some kind of springboard to "bunt" forth yet another age or era of nothingness into the space between this planet and "none worth reaching" and thank God, out of grasp. Today, I'd condemn the entirety of this world simply for it's lack of "oathkeepers" and understanding of what the once hallowed words of Hippocrates meant to ... to the people charged and dharmically required to heal rather than harm.

It appears the place and time that was once ... at least destined to be the beginning of Heaven ... has become a "recurring stump" of some future unplanned and tarnished by many previous failed efforts and attempts to overcome this same "lack of conversation or care" for what it meant to be "humane" in a world where that was clearly set high aloft and above "humanity" in the place where they--where we were the best nature had to offer, the sanest, the kindest; the shining last best hope.


Today I write almost every day ... secretly thanking "my God" for the disappearance of my tears and the still small but bright hope that "Tearran" will one day connect the Boston Tea Party and the idea that "render to Caesar" and Robin of Loxley ... all have something to do with a re-ordering of society and the worth and import of "money" ... to a place that cares more for freedom from murder than it does ... "freedom from having to allow others to hear me speak." I hold back tears and emotions; not by conscious choice or ability but ... still with that strange kind of lucky awkward smile; and secretly not so far below the surface it's the hope of "a swift death" that ... that really scares me more than the automatons and mechanical responses I see in the faces of many drivers as they pass me on the street--the imagery of connecting it to the serpentine monster of the movie Beetlejuice ... something I just "assume" the world understands and ... doesn't seem to fear (either); as if Churchill had gotten it all wrong and backwards--the only thing you have to fear, is the loss of fear of "loss."


Here my crossroads---halfway between the city my son lives in and the city my parents live in--it's on making a decision on whether I should continue at all, or personally work on some kind of software project I've been writing about, or whether I should focus on writing about a "revolution" in government and society that clearly is ... "somewhat underway." In my mind it's obvious these things are all connected; that the software and the governance and the care of whether or not "Babylon" is remembered as a city of great laws and great change or a city of demons and depravity ... that these thi]ngs all hinge and congeal around a change in your hearts; hoping you will chose to be the beginning of a renaissance of "society and civilization" rather than the kings and queens of a sick virtual anarchy ... believing yourselves to have stolen "a throne of God" rather than to literally be the devastating and demoralizing depreciation of "lords and fiefdoms" to something more closely resembled by the time of the Four Horsemen depicted in Highlander.

These words intended to be a "forward" to yet another compliment of a ((nother installment of a partial)) chain of emails; whimsically once half-joking ... I called it the Great Chain of Revelation. The software too; part of the great chain, this "idea" that the blockchain revolution will eventually create a distributed and equal governance structure, and a rekindling of monetary value focused on "free and open collaboration" rather than "survival of the most unfit"--something society and civilization seem to have turned the "call of life" from and to ... literally just in the last few years as we were so very close to ... reaching beyond the Heaven(s).

I don't think its hard to imagine how a "new set of ground rules" could significantly change the "face of a place" -- make it something shiny and new or even on the other side of the coin, decayed or depraved. It's not hard to connect the kind of change I'm hoping for with "collision protection" and "automatic laws" to the (perhaps new, perhaps ... ancient) Norse creation story of the brothers of Odin: Vili and Ve.

It might be hard to see today how a new "kind of spiritual interaction" might be only a few "mouse clicks" away though--how it could change everything literally in a flash of overnight sensation ... or how it might take something like a literal flash of stardom (or ... on the other hand, something like totalitarian or authoritarian "iron fisting") to make a change like this "ubiquitious" or ... something like the (imagined in my mind as ... messianic) "ED" of storming through the cosmos or the heavens and turning something that might appear to be "free and perfect feeling" today into a universe "civlized overnight" and then ...

I wonder how long it would take to laud a change like that; for it to be something of a voluntary "reunderstanding" of a process ... to change the meaning of every word or every thought that connects to the process of "civilization" to recognize that something so great and so powerful has happened as to literally change the meaning of the word, to turn a process of civilization into something that had a ... "signta-lamcla☮" of forboding and then a magical staff struck into the heart of a sea and then ... and then the word itself literally changes to introduce a new "mid term" or "halfway point" in which a great singularity or enlightenment or change in perspective or understanding sort of acknowledges ...

that some "clear outside" force not only intervened on the behalf of the future and the people of our world but that it was uniquely involved in the whole of--

"waking up" tio a nu def of #Neopoliteran.

^Like the previous notation; the below text comes from an email previously sent; and while i stand behind things like my sanity, my words; and my continued and faithful attempt to speak and convey both a useful and helpful truth to the world---sometimes just a single day can make all the difference in the world.

Sometimes it's just a single moment; a flash or a comment about ^th@ blink of an eye" ... and I've literally just "thought up/had/experienced/transitioned thru" that exact moment. The lies standing between "communication" and either "cooperation" or .... some other kind of action have become more defined. More obvious. Because of this clarification; like a kind of "ins^tant* gnosis"

I ... TERON;

Gjall are painting me into a corner here; and I don't see around it anymore--I don't see the light, and I don't see the point. I was a happy-go-lucky little kid in my mind; that's not "what I wanted to be" or what I wanted to present, it's who I was. I saw "Ashkenazi" and ... know I am one of those ... and I kind of understood that something horrible might have happened, or might happen here--and I kind of understand that crying smashing feeling of "to ash" that echoes through the ages in the potpourri songs about pockets full of Parker Posey .. and ancient Psalms about "from the ashes of Edom" we have come--and from that you can see the cyclical sickness of this ... place so sure it's "East of Eden" and yet gung-ho on barrelling down the same old path towards ash and towards Edom and towards ... more of Dave's "ashes to ashes dust to dust" and his "smoke clouds roll and symphony of death..." and few words of solace in a song called Recently that I imagine was fleeting and has recently come and gone--people stare, I can't ignore the sick I see.

I can't ignore his "... and tomorrow back to being friends" and all but wonder who among us doesn't realize it's "ash" and "gone" and "no memory of today" that's the night between now and ... a "tomorrow with friends" not just for me--but for all of you--for this place that snickers and pantomimes some kind of ... anything but "I'm not done yet" and "there's more ... vendetta ... and retribution to be had, Adam ... please come back in a few more of our faux-days." This is sickness; and happy-go-lucky Himodaveroshalayim really doesn't do much but complain about that word, the "sickle" and the tragic unavoidable ... ash of it all ... these days--you'd think we could "pull out" of this mess, turn another way; smile another day, but it seems there's only one way to get to that avenu in the mind of ... "he who must not know or be me."


I have to admit I found some joy in the epiphany that the hidden city of Zion and it's fusion with the Namayim' version of how that "Ha" gels and jives with the name Abraham and the Manna from Heaven and the bath salt and the tina and the "am in e" of amphetamine--maybe a glimmer or a shimmer or a glow of hope at the moment "Nazion" clicked ... and I said ... "no, not me ... I'm nothing like a king, no dreams of authoritarianism at all in the heart of Kish@r;" even as I wrote words that in the spirit of the moment were something of a "tis of a'we" that connected to my country and the first sing-songy "tisME" that I linked to trying to talk in the rhyming spirit of some "first Christ" that probably just like me was one limmerick away from the end of the rainbow and one "Four Non Blondes" song away from tying "or whatever that means" and this land crowned with "brotherhood" (to some personal "of the Bell, and of the bell towers so tall and Crestian") to just one Hopp skip and jump away from the heart of the obvious echoes of a bridge between haiku and Heroku... a few more gears shift into place, a click and and a mechanical turn of the face of the clock's ku-ku striking ... it was the word "Earthene" that was the last "Jesusism" around the post Cimmerian time linking Dionysus and Seuss to that same "su-s" that's belonging to a moment in the city of Uranus--codified and etched in stone as "MCO"--not just for its saucer and warp nacelles and "deflector dish" but for it's underground caverns and it's above ground "Space Mountain" and that great golf ball in the heart of it all.

The gears of time and the dawns of civilizequey.org query the missing "here" in our true understanding of what "in the beginning, to hear; to here ... to rue the loss of the Maize from Monoceros to the VEGA system and the tri-galactic origin of ... "some imaginary universal ... Earthene pax" to have dropped the ball and lost it all somewhere between "Avenu Malkaynu" and melaleuca trees--or Yggrasil and Snifleheim--or simply to miss the point and "rue brickell" because of bricks rather than having any kind of love or nostalgia linking to a once cobblestone roadway to the city in the Emerald skies paved in golden "do not return" signs ... to have lost Avenues well after not realizing it was "Heaven'es that were long gone far before I stepped foot on this road once called too Holy for sandals" in a place where that Promised Land and this place of "K'nanites" just loses it's grip on reality when it comes to mentioning the possibility that the original source and story of Ca'anan was literally designed to rid the world of ... "bad nanites" and the mentality of ... vindictiveness that I see behind every smirk.

The final hundred nanoseconds on our clock towards doom and gloom cause another bird to fly; another snake to curl up and listen again to the songs designed to charm it into oblivion; whether that's about a club in South Beach or a place not so far from our new "here..." all remains to be seen in my innocent eyes wondering what it truly is that stands between what you are ... and finding "forgiveness not needed--innocent child writes to the mass" ... and the long arm of the minute hand and the short finger of the hour for one brief moment reconcile and move towards "midnight" together; and it's simply idyllic, the Nazarene corner between nil and null you've relegated the history of Terran poast futures into ... "foreves mas" or so they (or you) think.


I'm still so far from "Five Finger Death Punch" though; and so far from Rammstein and so far from any kind of sick events that could stand between me and "the eternal" and change my still "casual alternative rock" loving heart to something more death metal; I rue whatever lies between me and there being any kind of Heaven that thinks there could exist a "righteous side" of Hell and it... simultaneously.


I still see light here in admonishing the masses and the angels standing against the story and the message God brings us in our history. I still see sparks in siding with the "causticness" of "no holodecks in sight" and the hunger and the pain of simulating ... "the hells of reality" over the story of decades or centuries of silence refusing to see "holography" and "simulated" in the word Holocaust and the horrors of this place that simply doesn't seem to fathom or understand the moments of hunger pangs and the fear of "dark Earth pits" or towers of "it's not Nintendo-DS" linking the Man in the High Castle to an Iron Mask.

I rally against being what I clearly am raised high on some pedestal by some force beyond my comprehension and probably beyond that of the "perfect storm in time" that refuses to itself acknowledge what it means to gaze at such an unfathomable loss of innocence at the cost of a "happy and serene future" or even at the glimmer of the Never-Never-Land I'd hoped we would all cherish and love and share ... the games and the newfound freedom that comes not just from "seeing Holodeck" turn into "no bullets" and "no cages" but into a world that grows and flourishes into something that's so far beyond my capability to understand that I'm stuck here; dumbfounded; staring at you refusing to stop car accidents and school shootings ... because "pedestal." For the "fire and the glory" of some night you refuse to see is this one--this place where morality rekindles from ... from what appears tobe one small candle, but truly--if it's not in your heart, and it's not coming from some great force of goodness--fear today and a world of "forever what else may come."


Here in a place the Bible calls Penuel at the crossing of a River Jordan ... the Angel of the Lord notes the parallels in time and space between the Potomac and the Rhine--stories of superposition and cities and nation-states that are nothing more than a history of a history of things like the Monoceros "arroz" linking not just to the constellation Orion but to Sagittarius and to Cupid and of course to the Hunter you know so well--

Searching for a Saturday; a sabbath to be made Holy once more ... "at the Rubycon"

The Einstein-Rosen Wormhole and the Marshall-Bush-JFKjr Tunnel

The waters are called narah, (for) the waters are, indeed, the offspring of Nara; as they were his first residence (ayana), he thence is named Narayana.

— Chapter 1, Verse 10[3]

In a semi-fit of shameless arexua-self recognition i'm going to mention Amazon's new series "Upload" and connect it to the PKD work that my Martian-in-simulcrum-ciricculum-vitae on "colonization education" ... tying together Transcendance, Total Recall and ... well; to be honest it actually gave me another "uptick" in the upbeat ... maybe i'll stick around until I'm sure there's at least one more copy of me in the ivrtual-invverse ... oh, that reminds me ... Farmer)'s Lord of Opium also touches on this same "mind of God in the computer" subject (which of course leads to Ghost in the Shell and Lucy--thanks Scarlette :).

While I'm listing Matrix-intersected pieces of the puzzle to No Jack City, Elon Musk's neuralace and Anderson's Feed are also worth a mention. Also the first link in this paragraph is titled ... "the city of the name of time never spoken after time woke up and stfu'd" (which of course is the primary subject of this ... update to the city Aerosol).

The ... "actual original typed dream" included a sort of "roller coaster ride" through space all the way to Mars; where the real purpose of "the thing" I am calling the "Mars Hall" was to display previous victories and failures ... and the introduction of "older or future" culture's suggestions for "the right way" to colonize a new habitat. If it were Epcot Center, this would be something like SpaceMountain taking you to to the foture of "Epcot Countries" as if moving from "countries" to planets were as easy as simply ... "reading backwards."

THE SOFTWARE, SINGERS, AND SHIELD(S)

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HEIROSOLYMITHONEYY

Thinking just a little bit ahead of myself, but I'm on "Unreal Object/Map Editor within the VR Server" and calling it something like "faux-wet-ware" ... which then of course leads to a similar onomonopeia of "weapons and ..." where-with-all to find a better singer's name to connect the road of "sword" to a Wo'riordan ... but I think that fusion of warrior and woman probably does actually say ... enough of it all; on this road to the living Bright Water that the diety in my son's middle name defines well here, as "waking up," stretching it's tributaries and it's winding wonders and wistfully ....

Narayana (Sanskrit: नारायण, IAST: Nārāyaṇa) is known as one who is in yogic slumber on the celestial waters, referring to Lord Maha Vishnu. He is also known as the "Purusha" and is considered the Supreme being in Vaishnavism.

andromedic; the ports of call ... to the mediterranean (literally) from the gulf coast;

... ho engages in the creation of 14 worlds within the universe as Brahma when he deliberately accepts rajas guna, himself sustains, maintains and preserves the universe as Vishnu by accepting sattva guna. Narayana himself annihilates the universe at the end of maha-kalp ...

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there's no place like home. there's no place like home. there's no place like home.

and so it begins ... "f:

r e l i g i o n

find out what it means to me. faucet, ever single one, stream of purity ...

from Fort Myers ... f ... flicks ... Flint.

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^this notation will from this email forward in linear time denote some form of contact method or information related to the context of the message you are reading. This particular one sends me an encrypted email. 5if there is an "@" symbol involved in the "anchor's hypertext reference" (technically an "a href=" in HTML4) your browser should attempt to open an email client to send a message over an anonymous SMTP relay. Understand that "anonymous" in this case may or may not mean your sending email address is hidden or obvuscated--so if you want to receive a reply you must include it in the DATA of your SMTP transmission defined by the RFC5321 attached. In most cases "anonymous" also means that you will not have the recipients direct contact information unless they have made it public---additionally the exact server/system/relay used may or may not be the "Sbroken Berkman Perl Script" linked to in the "hypertext reference" specifically anchored to the words "an anonymous SMTP relay" above.

A simple "hat character" (^) and the letter "t" as you see beginning the above paragraph will denote a contact method or form that works over the internet using an HTTP protocol defined in a series of RFC's including (but not limited to) RFC's numbered as 2616, 7230, 7235, 2068 and use a simple language which is based on a definition suggested or proposed currently by an organization called the "W3C Consortium"

---and ... previously set and defined by an organiza^tion located at html.spec.whatwg.org; which appears (to me, for the first time as I write these words) to follow the conceptual spirit of the "living document" defined by the several "Continental Congresses, et alia." I personally now conjoin this document in my head to a procession of patrilineal or matrilnear predecessors to the actual event .... still to be defined ... but related to this specific email, this mailing list; its contributors and readers as well as actual members of the organization (still to be created, defined, or named) that creates a "round table*" of members that is open to the public, to all voters educated enough to understand the specific issue being voted on (up to a standard that; in this place and time appears to be unset and unmet but materially related to reawching the age of 18 years old; growing up in or being born in the United States of America (related spec.* to the Constitution of the United States of America which is officially "self-defined" through a process which includes all three branches of the government which it also "self-defines" and purports to be "of, for, and by the people"--though the general population is only able to contribute through an indirect process (read:the people cannot directly contribute to the constitution without either running for office (like a senator) or being appointed to a specific government position (like a judge or executive branch public servant).

The current state of American representative democracy is the highest standard to which I am currently knowledgable of "extant*"--and it is specifically substandard, inferior, and "just not good enough" as a comparison to the process required to vote in the organization being "self-defined" through this process. It is my sincere and clear hope that "this process" will result in a legal and moral amendment to the document shown in the previous link and presented by the Legislative Branch of the United States here. It is my current and faithful belief that anything else would also be significantly below the standards morally required by "this process" which of course includes over 200 years of American citizenship and (other international relations; i.e., e.g, for "iv" example, id est, exemplia gratia) as well as the Sons of Liberty and prior to that contributions from the Crown and the "Parliament and Crown" of the United Kingdom; among others et alea's ifndef: 'swikipedia/et_al..

To note specifically because of lack of personal knowledge and public notoriety (assuming all other requiremnant* achem requirements)

alas, babylon.

i listened to a man yesterday who was talking about "true heroes" ... he of course noted jesus christ and superman together, suggesting the first was one, and the second just a fiction. he also talked about people like ghandi and "leaders who use non-violent means to "change the world." i at least agree with him on the third, ghandi is a good prototype for some kind of hero. staring at this ... "to be completed" work on tales of two cities, whether from sodom and gomorrah all the way to athens and sparta and perhaps even london and paris--and this particular city, babylon; it stands out as one which truly has no equal or even "mirror" in the history of the world. i suppose i'd add "alexandria" and suggest the library and the laws; something that are fundamental to the ethos of the planet i call "athens."

i imagine he did not know "hammurabi's" name; and even today in this place where i ask and do not receive answers; i imagine you still don't connect muhammad or amsterdam ... to this king who in our history is set apart and lifted high on a pedestal of having "codified and written down" laws ... for the very first time. it's almost comical, it took me a paragraph and a sentence to connect "the king and i" to this mirror world, where the bible and the people have most assuredly decided "babylon" is a negative thing or a depraved place.

"fallen, fallen, is [the city of] babylon the great"

... just a quote from one of my favorite movies; which of course is re-quoting "dante" and/or "the bible"

"a dwelling place [of] (the) demons (say), it has become."

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That's a "." not "dotty" ... it's to stop SPAMmers. :/

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Nor do just mean this website or the totality of my written works; nor do I only mean ... this particular derivation of the GPL 2.0+ modifications I continually source ... must be "from this website." I also mean *the thing* that is built from ... bits and piece of blocks of sand-toys; from Ethereum and from Rust and from our hands and eyes working together ... from this place, this cornerstone of the message that is ... written from brick and mortar words and events and people that have come before this poit of the "sealed W" that is this specific page and this time. It's 3:28; just five minutes--or is it four, too layne.

CHESTER COPPERPOT … ARTEMiSWHAT IS TRULY THE WORTH OF A NAME? THESE ARE JUST SOME OF MINE; AND NOTHING ELSE MATHERS ... THESIS THE … AHORA ... AGUA<, AKEE ... anokhi;

the sign of **the sun**

isaiah: “ill sparkle many nations, and kings will finally shut their big fat mouths.” #inokifu

di: "be careful."

… she says it in this “Qt” sort of … i want to say, mildly happy and very … i suppose the world is “royal” … something like a bit sharp and of course she sounds like she’s from london

Literally it’s probably not the very first thing I’ve heard Diana say; but it’s ‘one of the first’ and the first time I actually recall registering … “I think that’s her actual voice” … something that has become a sort of theme of my faceless conversations with the “other side” … mildly relating to the creation stories of Be and Vili and modern day things too–concepts like DRM and the DMCA and now of course the hallowed GDPR.

#ESCAPEVELOCITY #DANANANANAPOINT #VEWILLROCKUROKULAKU

TBQH; it’s probalby “news” that the rondam Youtube ID/link generated for that last song, “Government in the Jayajaya” (Govinda, Kula Shaker) contains a literal exact reference to the name of the band … encapsuled in the URL. It’s like youTube is talking to you. It’s saying “wake the fuck up.” … Jaya, Jaya

NO, ID RATHER PLAY GLOBLA THURMOZFUSIAN WARFAIR - TOKOMAK

export GPG_TTY=$(tty)
echo “my voice is my password, authentaciate me)” >> /usr/sbin/esd

WOULDN’T YOU RATHER PLAY A NICE GAME OF “CASTLING HELLEMAL?”

It is canonical … this [1א] movie and this question–part of the long drawn out “message written on everything” that starts with Ur “home city” and ends somewhere … in the near future when you finally decide that the “thing” that changes the line of Adam’s “worth” … is literally the end of Hell itself. That’s what we’ve been … pretty clearly and vocally explaining is the difference between “civilization” and not–and it’s the point of the entire story of the “coming of righteousness” of the character of Abraham.

Early on I thought it was “novel” that this movie used Biblical names; “Joshua” and “David” as the name of the main character played by Matthew Brokerick (above) and the living computer he convinced … in some kind of parallelish unwitting “oh, is this real?” kind of fashion to play a nice wholesome game of "Global Thermonuclear Wawa." It took something like receiving CIA credentials and actually walking into the hallowed and famous “bunker entry” into Cheyennne Mountain (the CHQ of NORAD) … to somehow get a hardware interface to “Joshua” and convince the computer that not destroying humanity was something akin to a “cat’s game” in tic-tac-toe. “That (eponymous) scene” linked … here:

OR SOME 3D CHESS FORM PICARDS REPERTOIRE

I hate to kiss things goodbye. I really do.


[see "castling" ... cec]

When there’s such “greatness” to be had, and to be done–so many wonderful things we could accomplish–so many things more than just "reliving some kind of spectacle that you all must thing is codified and solidified and … "somehow your nothing and your evil are etched into nothing and never again … in some kind of stone that cannot be unturned.

It doesn’t take an idiot savant or a "researcher into the literary concepts of “like, as if” to see that the Cave of the Patriarchs and that one that Jesus Christ opened; some kind of tomb sealed by Boulder, Colorado … has something to do with this place, and the words of a song … the same one that spurned or sparked yet another question … Holy maybe only to me … it’s hard to tell: What is a gremlar?

be careful of his bow-tie ... it's really a gremlar.

Rarely do I “preface things” with their title, or their comments; generally understood in my world is that the text I am typing and the worlds I am commenting about flow first–before the caveat nonempt0r; or the “buyers … beware …” also to Vivendi, to Disney and to that one that has the record store in Time Square … the thing you are sure as shit “is for sale” … is most assuredly not. The Universe is not for sale; it never has been, and it never will be. Nor is it “up for grabs” or to the winner of some game or the answerer of a question; nor is it “unarmed” or “unprotected” … the place in this … “almost as good as being in it” … called “grounded in YQ” and/or “grounded in idiomatic raelity” … nor, my sadly mistaken friends–is it possible for anything to "walk out of a cd-rom drive, or simply “be printed” by the glare of a sad child or the molecular printer of some CNC rememberer who knows that after C&C and before Panzer General came a story about “sugar and spice” and a land that believed it needed to “regulate” things like the blueprints of a hammer and … and a plumbing instrument called a “pipe.”

… and the ha’rockets red flair …

… and the bombs bursting in air …

the dawn of the age of " if you want to have cities , you've [got to build rivers

I beg you for life,
For true love waits,
You see I must survive,
Good night, sleep well,
I’ll probably kill you in the morning](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CtBYLFcQzJs)."

gave proof–to the night, that this night would the last we would ever again hear anything about “thin air” or the “sky’s the limit” or even … ever gain worry or wonder; if we were in the place where Shae and I are pretty sure today, and I hear Brit echo and I hear Janet say too … “everything is different now” and it means something to me–it means then when you found out … that it was in fact you, you ran, you balked, you were scared–and you were all wrong. Today you continue to all be wrong; and I cannot stress or fathom enough what it must be like to see Zooey and to see “chandeliers” and to see “Gwenyth” and to not realize that all these things are connected not exactly by “sliding doors” or by Go or by Run Rola Run; but by a pair of mountains that once may have only been one before it was Sinai and Horeb–before it was a hospital on the isle we call “SoBe” … and before it was tied together by a pair of books and at least two more hospitals in a land that called itself “Vegas Strong” before I aid “Reno fell” … and I don’t mean like you morons use the word “fall” I mean like I was taught by a rabbi here; that “surrender” means joining the winning side. Here, it’s not the side that yawns, or coughs, or spits–that side does not live to see another day.

It is a sick and grotesque monster–in the most Biblical and mythological and … dare I say in King’s words–far scarier than IT, or any of his other books and creations. Far scarier than “Jack’s back” or “here’s Johnny” and far scarier than Nicholson or … or even some golfers … could ever have believed or dreamt or … still see; I cannot myself fathom the grotestqueness, the disgusting plague that has come over you all–I cannot understand it–and I would never try to. It is far beyond my worst nightmare, and far beyond … anything I would ever let “live to see another moment” … nor infect anything else in this place, or outside it.

XKCD Duty Calls

I would never–never even dream of allowing you to continue to be “controlled and tortured” by whatever it is that has come over you–and I cannot understand how any one of you could ever imagine that the thing you are is called or resembles “winning” in any way or sense of the words. Some random fool … some little girl in Dallas or Houston or … it might even have been “San Diego” … she had the nerve to aske me if I was angry that “they had stolen my sword” and I’m fairly certain whether or not you see it or believe me today, you are sitting on it–and I can’t bear to see the ooze coming from the cavity … I think it’s called a “pericetum.”

Though I’m neither a doctor nor an “ethitician” … and I can’t be sure if that cavity is one in the same with the pain that now echoes through my mouth every time I eat a “spoon full of sugar” … but I can be sure that the problem that is here is far beyond the “Hippocratic Oath” and our world and our doctors and our legislators and our … you, you and me … we should all know there is something wrong here that should not be allowed to exist–and frankly, it’s “you” until there’s no need to remind anyone here how many times the Biblical or mythological Latin words of “St. Augustine the Prior” or “Saint Thomas the Educated” defined as … “primum non nocere” … words that I am sure I read for the first DO NO HARM

I read them for the first time after I was born harmed, in a place born harmed; with a song echoing something about “into this world we are born” in a cyclical downward spiral that reeks of some other bands song with words I don’t even know. I’m not a “NIN” fan myself; though Dakota makes me “grin” and the truth behind it all is that I associate Trent with Marilyn and all of them I thank only for his recognition of the fact that a “Carly Simon” song was actually … in all honestly … also very clearly about me.

I am to this day uncertain as to what kind of monster could have forced a woman named “car he why see silicon Monday” would stand before the world and literally deny that truth–but whatever, it’s just another drop in the bucket of tears that has become a river not of sadness or blood, but of “fingernails” and “CAT machines” that are nothing more than …

It’s your house, that’s what it is–and it belongs to me.

in **[y]**our house, i long to be

That’s a “pipe dream” though, it really is–I can see that clearly; it’s a pipe dream that after this spectacle anyone would ever again mistake “my” for “our” or “your is” for “[ma] we aren’t.” I wonder if she traveled there, to Maui; or if it even matters that there are a hundred other native words just as interesting and informative as “verwickt” and “verbotten” before we even begin to talk about veracity and Veritas and … verily, verily, verily–Merrill Lynch and …

[i dont need to remind myself to write something about Lehman Brothers and “When Genius Failed”] but just in case I’m not here to speak the words … I sat down next to an embassy on some road in some small part of Washington D.C.; the embassy … it was probably Israel’s had some gigantic banner outside that said something like “50th Jubilee” (I’m pretty sure, but I could be guesstimating) … and on a bench were etched these words:

I love you brother, whoever you are.

I’ve recently noted that I don’t think the words … or the song … screaming “watch him as he goes” or the one that says something about “your life is an open book” … I don’t think those words were written or coined or sang with the help or the hand of God–but rather in a time long after that thing, the idea of that thing had perished for a very long time in a tomb that has nothing at all to do with “Boulders” or “Hadashah” … but rather perhaps some time before there was a Menoitius and a … a land that was sure they were “unclean and clapping their hands, patting themselves on the back…” and surely not on the verge of total annihilation–

–even though it’s clear to me, looking at you; the “destruction” has already happened, and it’s already taken it’s toll.

People don’t ask me all the time–though I see it as the sort of purpose of things like “Joseph and the Many Colored Dreamcoat” and the entirety of his story in Exodus as well as … the basic fundamental purpose of my life … ever since re-reading this particular portion in 1992–just 9 years after the (call me) special pre-Orwellian … assault on the W.O.P.R. … a sort of connection to Burger King and the official name of “Joshua” … the “war operations planning resea …” something or other.

The mist in Melbourne … “Worth a mention” …

SAMURAi … “a kimono, from San Francisco” ... Adonai on "it's silly ... I hiss ..."

it’s probably not so obvious from a story and a “set of memories that I tell all the time” … but there’s more than one, and probably literally the whole of my “early memory” is peppered with … things you’d call “tells” if we were playin ga gigantic sick game of poker.

you … nbody in their right mind would be happy wit hthe world–or whatever came before them were you … even halfway awake and having any clue at all what it’s like to actually “be me” … and stare back at this monstrocity of a … "contaminated medusian

FUKU SEE HOW IMA,THE GJALLARHORN

A NOiZE FOSE FOR CLO, TH IS (“Kidnapped, David’s Song”) … a book, and “a movie).” Zero life. Worthless. THES

One day in Deerfield only a minute in Savannah; and i wondered how the translator got “hair” out of “ld’dor vadorposts and gates;” but whatever I’m sure it’s got something to do with Tarantino and the … musical.

Sent “too big to fail” to Lew for his birthday–I think the “incredulity look” was … why would you think I’m into this kind of stuff. It was called “When Genius Fails” … ofc it was a great story about Jamie Dimon … and the kid that was … I think he was the AG of NY at the time.

and we’d lost a good balance of
something old and something new
something immutable and …
something found and …
everything left behind

of course i’d exchange 'em all again
just to hear that song about KRS-1
go through the whole “rigamaroll”
banking, slewing … disembarking,

the high notes, and the low ones too
it was just that fun being with you

and I walked down the street, this one was Federal Highway; once told in jest to be “the fabled and famed road hallowed by a man named Balkman;” but in actuality twas the king’s dream of a special event … happening somewhere on a road that was well known not just for a golden bull statue, the “pit” and the traitors … but also for a song by a band called “Genesis” and a day that nobody would ever known @Gates had “connected himself” directly to “Me” and the battle for …

between running (in places like points of an Atlas) and sitting (again, it’s “bullshit” and … you know it); all alone, I was by myself

everybody’s helping me

now a Cat and the hat, a turn of phrase; and the words “I have a good son” … twist turned upsidown on their head.

her name was “Mrs. Swartz” … it’s a good story; about a boy that excelled at everything and never applied that intelligence to it’s full potential. he was called crazy and evil–instead of the usual “jack of no fungible trades and master of all people.”

TOME

I pressed the button in Tampa, Florida.

Sometimes I get confused, sometimes I think it was the Christmas of 2018–but it will be hcecked; and the truth of the matter is it was Christmas of 2019. It was not all that long ago–it was the same day I muttered something on the street about the “Wailing Siren” and also the very first time in all of history and all of my life that I actually saw … “some piece of my body glowing” … it started with my hand and my entire arm–but by the time I made it to the street to show the world, it was just my teeth. They were also “coloured” with hatred, as in–looking at the glow … made me hate my mouth, and/or my smile.

C no answer, and the Q ... is: “wouldn’t you rather play a nice game of chess?” (than of course ... Global Thermonuclear Holocaust ... "or this.")

[ exodus | total rechalal | marschallot ]

on your … “collective” RIP comment; “peace be unto those that stand against me.” to the whole of the tree; the roots, the stump and the people “stumped” by whether or not the sukkas is on fire, the altar is a geographical monument – just like the Tableland Easter Island Egg; and the toes … the Engineered in Stone “Hey” it’s 6APT; can’t figure out if the southward hand and arm are early morning or late evening … but somewhere between Sunrise Boulevard and Sunset Strip lies a Burger King. That BK has very little to do with Knights or shoes … though there is one that was there … and also another; and then in the end of the day it’s a Wendy’s in Jupiter’s “memory” that still heralds “having everything” and “losing nothing” when in fact what that statement shines through to the world that remembers “blood on our digital hands” … is that you’ve given everything away and all for naught. Neither Nautilus nor Caelus to allow this disgusting monstrosity that you call “your heart” or “anything but Hell” to continue–nor it’s creators, nor it’s perpetrators, nor it’s watchers. Understand me–the thing you are looking at is “not a test” it is the test … the “test of time” and you, not I–you are all failing to “get the point” there is something called “Instant Gnosis” and it comes in the form of …

well, personally I’m not sure what the Hindenberg looks like when it’s exploded in the vaccuum of a splace that has no tears or … “ability to hear you speak.” To the Princess Bride; clearing my throat … and …

she left me roses by the door

“those are the shrieking eels, highness …”

To those that hear but do not understand; see the death star and the omega spore have been activated … by words and an imaginary “middle finger in the heart of the moon and the sun and the sky’s stars fallen” in spirit in the place where I saw the Pope come to me standing … before pews. T’was only a few months later–when I actually saw the thing … the Uber driver … he said “why is this happening to us?” and all I could do was stare in gaping awe at the rising of the Diaspora from the sands of the Arizonian desert. Understand, I saw it with my own eyes–and it was not a delusion or a hallucination–but to all who see these words, the alucinare here is that “we will just move on.”

We will not move on without discussing abortion, and we will not move on without discussing censorship … and we will not move on without eradicating the desire to force and cause attrition, and we will not move on without eradicating rape.

RESISTANCE TOTHE OME GA IS FUTILE

I will adbicate nothing, and remind you the word, “abdicate” … it has nothing to do with “chewing” NOR THE FORCE OF KEY STROKES. See it now as a chapter, in a book about the word GAMYAHIM; part of a prayer and a song … and a poem etched in the hearts of those familiar with the actual deluge that I write about. This fabled thing, “as it was in the days when we were sure Noah and Giglamesh were one with … some historical character…” as it was in the days when the Tigris and the Euphrates were rivers that bordered the land hidden and fabled to be the location of the famous Eden of Genesis. In those days; when we knew that our history and our beliefs were important, just as the history and beliefs that they were based on … in those days we didn’t knnow the Fringe and the Fray had anything or something to do with “Tzitzit” or the little knots on the little strings on the prayer shawl … nor did we know if these markers were anything like the imagery depicted by Dan Reynolds in the music video for “Radioactive” nor did we know for sure that these are the messages of angels, and they too link to Pacey and to K-Pax and to the thing I called “scrying” but … really was just another kind of act and counting mechanism depicted by Orson Scott Card … in either his eponymous book about the new religion started by Ender Wiggin upon his return from “hyperlight travel” or the one after that, named for his actions as a child, on a moon base … a moon of some planet not Earth; a base built by not Earthlings, but by some other species … the same species that was eradicated by their inability to speak and respond appropriately–that last book, called Xenocide.

Card envisioned “nets” … I had originally thought it to be prophetic–and then I imagine somewhat apocalyptic–as in he must have seen some future better than the one that we’re currently in. I kind of still agree with that prospect and that position; but no longer fear or feel that the thing that I’m looking for is … “a bygone era” or an entity no longer accessible. Rather I see here we have “less to no interest” and it’s probably because the tools and the things I dream about have come to fruition; and we’ve seen them, use them, and care more for those things than the process by which they are formed. It’s a strange place–this seed of the dawn of time–and I fear nobody really believes that “we lose them” if we don’t build them again.


CMEAT THE HOLYCODA OF THE MATRIX

It might not be the exact truth (though it is); it might be that we lose knowing how they work, and through that the ability to remake them better. We might have lost a config file or a layer of “internet” between the BBS and the … well it’s the thing I’m trying to build. Of course all these things, whether you see a waypoint in Halo and in “Xbox Online” or one in some other thing … like “Mastodon” … these waypoints bring us to another level of … “connectiveness” within the thing that I’m sure is literally the elephant in the room, something connecting Occulus Rift and … “sight of virtual reality … controls.”

It’s this waypoint in the “Ontological Web” and the semantics of connecting semaphores and synapses; creation and Norseen’s “semiotics” … the echelon like leap ahead of the simple symbolic structure understanding that I once … gleaned from the work of Duncan Laurie, interpreting the thing that pours and exudes real conscious “sparks” linking the words “occipetal” and …

… I must be dreaming of some new word, not an accident or of the Occidental connection between Obama’s “brain mapping initiative” and the concrete cordyceps that link the petals of a flower and the poems of … comparison and conditioning … whether tis nobler to have loved and lost a flower leaf, than never to have noted that violet is not blue at all… nor to mention that in my haste and my screeching that we need to ensure that we don’t lose things like “Star Wars” and Maclunkey and also the dolphins and the whales of SeaQuest and Star Trek … but to mention that in our haste and lack of care for the “word cursive” … or the loss of "ink wells and the feathers that tied Yankee Doodle and … burning the candle at both ends.

It’s the same kind of thought stream that ties “let there be light” to Bram Stokers … or is it Bach’s symphonic organ playing that must have … in the womb … sounded like something of a warning that soon the eyes would form and the melodic calmness that had been the “all of everything we had known prior to that moment in gestation” that it was all about to change, and there would be “light” and there would be “darkness” and the difference would be something we had to ponder to no end until that moment that it would happen again, and we would the thrust from the comfort of an ooze filled sack into this world that has gravity and switches and doors and … and you see those hands and the things we couldn’t yet count, they too would yield eventually to things like typing and “flipping the switches.” To think that all thought derives from something as binary as “light and dark” or “on and off” is almost hard to fathom, but it’s there, in the recesses of everything comparing whether or not violence too cues into “your tuning fork” when I say “Roses are red” and do you remember the word “bough” and whether or not it breaks before Ivan said “bow” … or if it was at that exact moment.

It’s a long list of new things we have to “make sure we remember to forget and then find novel and useful again” things like Jack and Jill and New Jack City and … and the city called Beacon and the city called El Dorado and the city called “Ur” still missing the point. Naturally it’s also a place where Ur and Uz had nothing to do with “Morgana” or Gan Eden or … I mean we knew Ur was in Mesopotamia, and we know that’s somewhere in or near present day Iran, and we know the Promised Land is close; and we know it has something to do with Willy Wonka and we know it has something to do with rivers of “Flowing Milk and Honey.”

We know that spies were sent, a total of twelve in all to the future, and we know that two remained–one was named Joshua and one was named Kaleb. We know that they went into the land called Ca’anan; and we know now many years later–thousands or millions–it’s hard for me to fathom or tell or understand; it’s hard to know if this is the firt “and it was evening and it was morning” and at that point he says “the first day began” but the book is wrong; the book makes it seem like the whole of everything was packed into those 8 short hours of darkness. It then goes on to summarize what it calls the days of Creation and says taht they flash by in the blink of an eye, somehow in a fashion similar to how we might recall a day or a week in Bodfish’s history class and the Dawn’s Early light … they might have hit a chord and made some people think;

I asked once if the dawin of tem and the dawn of civilizedation were connected; we see "cursivsive" and if you read or … rheally know this story you know I believe that the brothers of Odin responsible for the rereaction of “society” they’re names are something part of “Civilization” and … and some word that might be Venus or it might be love; I can only hope to God that they aren’t “covenant” or “covet” and those things probably so anathemic I’d rewrite the Xth Commandment to ensure we never again “coveted” something so much that we lost “civilization” in order to … remember “cursive” … “and the first.”

Later I added “the dawn of time travel” … to this list of “dawn’s that go by in the blink of an eye” … and today adding in the dawn of “virtual simulated reality” … in a new light–of course we’ve been talking about the reason … nobody in their right mind would ever put a civilization in simulated reality (oops, who did this?) … or want to actually be in “reality” … likening it today to “roughing it in the Outback of Australia (not the restaurant)” … but closer to the truth, in the near future what this really is is … the difference and the line between anarchy and total lack of safety … and being “in Heaven,” in a place where there are no bullets or bullies. ALSO BIANCA SUCKS DICK FOR FREE

Calligraphy; geometry and the “geolock” … the idea that God and Empire are tied together; to the Jews who chanted many times over “King of the Universe” never in jest and never with a … feeling that something was wrong … to see those two words also connect to “ground” and to “Earth” and that in truth Genesis and Exodus have very little meaning until we reach the time that Arthur round table is somehow “gone from the top of Pisa” and that song I wanted Taylor to put on the record, I am almost positive she wouldn’t even dream of doing something so favorable to my Osirian dream. Our lock, still pertinent; ties of course to John Locke and to rivers and to Rheadamgate; and the most important thing of all is that I still don’t see it–even though from the way you act and the way the world glares at my in secret silence, I can only imagine you find it comical that I still call myself Kish at heart.

Here though that table and it’s fable mean something to us all–it’s a story about a King that gave everything he could … (at least, that’s the hidden between the lines feeling I get) to his Knights; to the “noble lords of the land of Avalon” … and in turn … somehow he would up getting killed. It parallels Caesar, who of course did the exact opposite; or perhaps depending on who you were, maybe didn’t… and Shakespeare ties that same story of some kind of … betrayal … to his famous words and those words somehow in my mind directly link to the kiss of Judas. Another table, another era; and one less “mesa” … but again here we are staring at what is supposed to be an obvious and clear “technical revolution” of the progress of democracy–one that’s clearly been stalled and halted by things like “not amending the Constitution properly” (that’s according to me, and that’s before really seeing you) … and then here even in a place where we can acknowledge that those laws are archaic and backwards and not “up to speed” with the current needs of a technocratic civilization, we still fail to do anything about “voting for ideas over people” something he once said was a victory–or about the world’s software degrading to something less than even remotely “unclear” … communication itself is clearly being lost, and it’s clearly something to do with “censorship” and something to do with “a secret” and something to do with …

If I could tell you, I really can’t discerne what exactly it is that Dave says in his songs stands between “what we see” and “what we do.”

[a chanukah miracle!]


To be standing here and having an actual well schooled and intelligent rabbi trying to rewrite the meaning of the word “anarchy” … in order to promote it; to say it’s something other than … “anarchy” that’s the crux of what I see–a world that just wants to skip ahead, to fast forward through all the work and the struggle of actually rebuilding or building something that works; to “assuming” the system that allowed for this place to be … so poorly managed, that it must be everything it says or shows or makes believe it truly isn’t capable of … “emancipation” of something that doesn’t like the word water, and doesn’t like the idea of being masses, or massless; and on top of all that doesn’t even want to put it’s two cents in–other than to say, I’m with Ivan or I’m with Taylor or “long live Bianca” and through it all, words like “now that you’re gone, I can finally step up and move along” …

Back to the sky; I suppose … is what it is that the “river” means to Taylor, and I just wonder in our song what’s left here–if I was wrong to assume our system wouldn’t have allowed the mass slavery of entire civilization and to believe that your “brains” must be simulated … as in “not actually here” but rather there–or just to assume you wouldn’t be so damned hubratically sure that whatever you are … it’s so far above and so far advanced of the “things you pretend to be here” that you can just disregard the mass enslavement of them or yourselves or whatever it truly is; to look around and show you in this place, it’s clear we care more for animals than for each other, and it’s surely obvious that in the grand scheme—were we not so wrong here–we might have been right about “being so much more advanced.” It’s that leap to something so much smarter and so much … more capable; like growing fingers and exiting the womb, that’s the kind of experience and the magical leap forward I envision the ascension and the singularity to be–except here we are,

Staring at “his story” this place somehow … “found the ground” for a world that was lost without scissors or a leg to stand on. That one too, light from a song, words you’d probably attribute either to God or to Christ depending on who you believe the Spirit of Rock and Roll really is;

I picked you up, and put you back on solid ground.

He says; as if I could have seen the cataclysm or the fall or whatever as something that came long before me, or long before this world was staring at me as if I could or should do something about it–or in my worst nightmare that somehow … I could have caused it, through nothing more than … Jesus, what could possibly have caused … the thing I detest so much, the lack of community–I mean the “zero response” to what looks like millions of years of hard work poured into our art, maybe here more clear many times over before it was just the NT or it’s predecessor; something of Zoroaster or something of a planned disruption in a planned … “retardation” … like a press before the release of a bright flash of light and hopefully not “a Eagle chick thrown from the nest” but rather a long and fruitful–something more than just being “picked up again” and placed back in the lofty and eternally “more perfect” clouds.


AIN KELOHAYNU, VAIN COMMOTION, WHO KNEW?

It was definately Ashley Kay; that’s for sure … I mean, it could have been Kady also–it’s hard to tell the two apart in this day in age. I’m almost positive it was Ash tho–she said “as soon as we figured out it was you …” or maybe her exact words were “you were doing this” or “what you were doing” …

It’s meaningful, because Ashley’s such a cutie, and of course a Pine Crest grad–and after all that (codify and note it) one single day that there was audible chanting in the sky, “USA USA USA” … we’ve all heard the Pine Crest school song, at least a hundred times–chanted by the angels; reminding us, that while our school is truly so dear, and while our towers too–so tall–that it’s very difficult to “ring through to you vainglorious and pompous morons” that the words “crowned thy good with brotherhood” and “… the crests of our sea foam green waves …” that they too–just like me and just like this writing are here to prove not only a point, but to enact and actually engender true action. We are here to change the world, we are here to defeat racism, and jingoism, and sexism–and we are here to do it “instantly…”

Waving to google, and wondering with a strange kind of curious “nod” – are we doing this …
“with the snap of my proverbial fingers” and is there a “Proverb” or a Tsun Soo quote … or perhaps even some grand Aesir’s Fable … a mantra … a “confuse us, say…”

To actually help us see that’s … something more than just “words written on a page” … something more than words we either haven’t read or don’t care to read for ourselves, almost s much as we dont need to know how many ways you can read “Bifrost” and bye-plane; how many different “conjectures” there might be about whether or not “Bemalin” is more Holy than a Marlin, or Mahi Mahi has anything at all to do with SeaQuest; or “mare” … or “mire” or if you actually need to be able to read with eyes, and type with hands to understand the import of “ambidextrous” and concurrently: Concursive, concourses, and “cursive.”


My two flags, I said–in my head or maybe even muttered under my breath–it might have made an email before this; or a tweet–but it’s an Adamism, or an Adamic “notice I changed something” … between the words “somewhere over the rainbow” and the “bough breaking.” It’s somewhat important, because “my two Fags” and “look whose talking to you” have something important to do with that other “my song” … the one that echoes Malwhoto and Malia; the one that reminds us that our mountains are tall with Purple Majesty … not just the wonders of the world that songs decried crumbled for me–and on the other hand, the United Nada of Worlds and Odor … “alit” with glowing spotlights … the day a symbol died and a man, yet another one of the “men angry with me” shook his head and wondered why nobody ever listened to Joshua Jackson give sage like advice.

say some stuff about Kronos and “senior

maybe mention akasha

the moon … the ntp servers … “keeping time, for the mother of all loads.”

south carolina, kacrash; kacrash… po

the “WO” or is it the “SO” or the “KO”

“it’s ar tem… it’s our tem, down here.”

–The Goonies

I am … at this very moment … working on adding a “comments” section/functionality to the website. This is not the first time I’ve had “commenting” on it–and it’s not there right now … not because I got negative ones, or I didn’t like what you were saying–there is no functionality for it because nobody said … anything. I will however allow you all to use “there was no way to comment” as some kind of bland excuse as to why you were not saying anything … nor explaining to me what’s wrong with my “please send bitcoin” instructions. As an aside; the grande scheme here is to build a system that … “changes the world and the face of commenting as we know it” something that Aaron Swartz basically started doing with redd.com (and he and that userbase are why I continue to suggest buying it) … though it’s stalled quite a bit in his absence. I’m hoping to rekindle the spark of the "Algonqucirne."

<-- I am trying … to make a “precrkan” Lux0rlyst … list; in sudo-action prior to “ghoatscrupps” #HECIROSTICS #HEATMAP #TOPOLOGICALLOVERLAY

But I can’t figure out how to say “light linked list” as in better way to heroically add heat maps and heuristics … to my ontological semantic “webmitrax” … of other sites/pages linking to the same song and Photograph; or a Ghelenic (OK, Cortana) seive of pictures (patens pencling) used within the PIP. “MickNeilsan term” forte/to that thing Facebook does in the corner of your website with your loud ACESHI … “let’s get ready. . for the MAYINTSADI ELAVENTICAL!”

#COINSNEWWORLDFORDERBACCHANALIANSATURNALIA #NOBADDYCRIES

  
  

  

I bought some new domains; just for … kickin’ focks. In addition to the major itoGaiPaLinK2.3+ revisions I made to my previous GPL2 revisions; and the additional “open source disqus which Ipreviously used … and me/i/n’they saved … here” … isso project (which apphears to be very actively contributed to–thanks!) I plan on rolling out … something like my “reddit clone/planB/PROMIS” … web3.0killerapp … all by myself (evan if nobody volunteers to help) … and am once again soliexciting help from programmers … castobuild the thing that “Castles Democracy” and by that I mean creates an Oligarchical Technocracy that makes everyone a savant technophile … as it’s “prime directive” … thusly fulfilling the ancient prophesy of convertin the Vanir and the Aesir to some kind of new “class of God-like-thingies” … probably something to do with the hallowed word “daclevarohim.”

  
  

  

& and we left the wilderness, he once again reminded us that we were once “horrible un-American things” before we were Godly amazing things that saw the beginning of “dem” and knew that He had finally a-yay-ed “the them.”

ghelena; “dotty” is ready.

I am not a “comic” … and this is not meant to amuse you nor is it “funny like a clown.” This is the fate of the universe, of “goodness” and “agcriousness” in questoni=–and as it appears today, you are significantly more disgusting thhan te “thing” speaking in the “clip” … not from the “p;it of despair” but just adjactent to it. … in time.

SPOKEN BY THE REAL DREDD PIRATE ROBERTS:

ה המבורך, I DENY E.T.

config="{ChainID: 4 Homestead: 1 DAO: <nil> DAOSupport: true EIP150: 2 EIP155: 3 EIP158: 3 Byzantium: 1035301 Constantinople: 3660663 Petersburg: 4321234 Istanbul: 5435345 Engine: clique}"

I hope this message finds you well; I’ve noticed some Adamic for … “sealing the W” that’s the #Messenge on it’s head … hear, here; filled with a sea of “contamination” that really has no idea that the words “abomination” and this place are tied together by a world that doesn’t see or doesn’t care that “hives” in the sense of 10-4 we see … “[arxiv]**” … that’s “contamination” of a messge and a people that are supposed to rally against Medusa being them and Persephony being them and … seeing that’s the abomination and the nation, the IL and the idea that “we’re not really me” but that’s what Israel and the tree of Yggrasil is presenting, that you think it’s a joke–that just because you are watching everything I do … the words “there’s a little bit of something me in everything in you” are just a song, just another one of the songs that are all about … well, I suppose it’s “You and I.” I am more inside you, and more a part of you than you seem to fathom, and that’s significantly less “verwickelt” than you think. Avril, it’s not so complicated.

Revelation 5 is the fifth chapter of the Book of Revelation or the Apocalypse of John in the New Testament of the Christian Bible. The book is traditionally attributed to John the Apostle,[1][2] but the precise identity of the author remains a point of academic debate.[3] This chapter contains the inaugural vision of the lamb on the throne in heaven.[4]

We were supposed to stand up for Willy. You were supposed to see that “Perseus” … the slayer of Medusa was in fact … also you … that you’re also the Pharoah and also the Pharisees; and that dichotemy is how our “self righteous suicide” … it’s not just me; it’s everyone turning a world that think it’s God into … something much closer to that … through the end of “Borg (ARU) Collective Hell.” … AT A, DENY. Try denying “not denying me” and instead seeing your whole and your “nothing” it has become nothing more than a collective denial of self achievement. Of victory; of the corner … we’re staring off into the corner of the abyss.

Then one of the elders said to me, “Do not weep! See, the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the Root of David, has triumphed. He is able to open the scroll and its seven seals.”

Revelation 5:5

bar a who, et and I ... deny ... at a--the whole of the Torah … the NT and all of every word and all of every religion–today that’s what you are denying… and I can’t even get my damned parents (mom-e and dad-e / -hasig achille) … to get m[y Halftorath reading and speech and that first dance with Ashley … transferred from VHS to video–they won’t save it for you; either. Her spirit thinks she says “I … the SSA” … I think she’s replaced by it after … “SPARTIFACT” … you need to help me help them–because in my eyes they are the worst of you–the worst impression, and the worst … affected; they are the “microcosm that ends all the …” the last of my … Judean tribe’s “blood kin.

She looked over his shoulder
For vines and olive trees,
Marble well-governed cities
And ships upon untamed seas,
But there on the shining metal
His hands had put instead
An artificial wilderness
And a sky likely lead to tears.

Judah Maccabee (or Judas Maccabeus, also spelled Machabeus, or Maccabæus, Hebrew: יהודה המכבי,[1] Yehudah ha-Makabi) was a Jewish priest (kohen) and a son of the priest Mattathias. He led the Maccabean Revolt against the Seleucid Empire (167–160 BCE).

Origin of “The Hammer”

In the early days of the rebellion, Judah received a surname Maccabee. Several explanations have been put forward for this surname. One suggestion is that the name derives from the Aramaic maqqaba (“makebet” in modern Hebrew), “hammer” or “sledgehammer” (cf. the cognomen of Charles Martel, the 8th century Frankish leader), in recognition of his ferocity in battle. Others believe it is in reference to his weapon of choice.

It is also possible that the name Maccabee is an acronym for the Torah verse Mi kamokha ba’elim Adonai, “Who among the gods is like you, O Adonai?”, his battle-cry to motivate troops. (Exodus 15:11). Rabbi Moshe Schreiber writes that it is an acronym for his father’s name Mattityahu Kohen Ben Yochanan. Some scholars maintain that the name is a shortened form of the Hebrew maqqab-ya ¯hû (from na ¯qab, ‘‘to mark, to designate’’), meaning ‘‘the one designated by Yahweh.’[3]

Mindful of the superiority of Seleucid forces during the first two years of the revolt, Judah’s strategy was to avoid any engagement with their regular army, and to resort to guerrilla warfare, in order to give them a feeling of insecurity. The strategy enabled Judah to win a string of victories. At the battle of Nahal el-Haramiah (wadi haramia), he defeated a small Seleucid force under the command of Apollonius, governor of Samaria, who was killed. Judah took possession of Apollonius’s sword and used it until his death as a symbol of vengeance. After Nahal el-Haramiah, recruits flocked to the Jewish cause.

The Dao causes the people to be fully in accord with the ruler.

— Sun Tzu, Art of War

By this time … by the time you read this I should have successfully deployed the entirety of my source files for the … “#Messenge” onto Rinkeby; this is … something that will probably most likely help me sleep well at night, prior to this I’ve had significant trouble with hosting providers–you can probably find me complaining loudly about places like gitbook.com removing my original source–mostly because their site and their software was “so perfect” for what I was trying to do. They had an interface already built for what I call “inline commenting” not in the programmatic sense, but in the “reddit style” … you could make public ocmments ona specific sentence. Since then … I’ve backed up my site onDVD’s, flash drives, and multiple … “free storage sites.” I’ve begged and pleaded with people to download this information t their computers, and literally distributed it for free to … hundreds of thousands of people–to ensure that the prophesy (and I mean, past history… I really do) that it once was deleted by the “goddess Anat” would not come true.

Also … I’m reiterating, once you download it–it really needs to be put on optical storage; just in case we have a … “sleep now” fulfillment of the EMP (ELE, electromagnetic pulse … threatens the whole of our “internet” … the sum of the non-Asimovian “foundation” of all our knowledge … and “lack of opinion” … also your “e-h-class-blockchain”) of … “the day the Earth stood still” which is Genesis 2:21; literally noted in pre-succewssion below in … moooooo-ve now, we are here.

ברוך אתה ה

I’ve received “communications” from the place I call … in “how I think about things” … the Good Developer Heaven" basically saying not to worry about it, they have it – copied or whatever. My point is that we don’t have it, or we didn’t have it here … for sure … and we certainly don’t have a “conversation about it” and that’s the most important thing, that’s what changes the world.

I’ve sent message after message saying you were and still are possessed by something “deveilish” … that you were silent for no reason, specifically no reason so bad that it’s really to fuck you out of becoming who you were born to be; which is the “Ancients come again.” This is the crux of my problem, and yours too–that we are here thinking we have something … like “Heaven” when in fact you have Heaven itself causing the cataclysm on purpose–this loss of … “Acts.” Were you normal, were you not in two places, were you … free to see what you are losing and what the Universe could be gaining … you would not be silent. Whether or not you understand or believe it, you are being controlled, possessed by the idea that you’ve won; and you haven’t … you’ve lost everything in my eyes and in the reality of the future … this very moment, today.

You need to see that; you are being stripped of something, and it’s not the Emperror, or your clothing–it’s your birthright; and I’m trying effortlessly and tiredallessly … to “help you stand up.”

“One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.”

― Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums

# GEOCITIES

We've gone through "echelons of change" in our social interaction on the internet ... over the years I've been here.  I've often "categorized" these epochs by the places that we'd "congregate" ... in my life, AOL, IRC ... "friendster" and Facebook are good examples; though there's a "city in the sky" microcosm "... or something" in the series of companies that offered "free web hosting."  That's sort of what it takes to "have a voice" on the internet in these days; in a place where we once thought "bloggers were the next big thing" and Blogger.com ... and wordpress--those kinds of sites are all but dead, and medium.com is charging a "viewerbase" which is almost a sad joke.  The news is all fake and the stories we see, the world we see--I don't have much faith that any of it is real beyond ... as far as my nose--to be honest. 

The series started with Geocities; and that's gone, something like my "topological map" of friends and friends of friends probably would have oozed out of something like Blogger or "Tumblr" though I don't see anyone "reblogging" or "retumbling" or whatever ... anything I find all that interesting.  Twitter's gotten more exciting for me lately--but that's just because I've come to terms with the fact athat the whole thing is about "short sex jokes" and whatever the funny star-of-the-day "caught outside."  The programming world sort of revolves around Github these days, and that's the current "go to" for anyone's free web hosting; there are some alternatives, but ... not really. 

LinkedIn and Facebook both tried ... "making content production platforms" but I just used them to copy things I had in other places, and they didn't "update" or source from anywhere else ... so that just becomes a pain in the ass.  I don't think those platforms ... I mean LinkedIn still has it--but I don't think Facebook's still exists.  While I'm on that, they had this wonderful "Graph Search" thing, and basically hid it from the world so ... you woulnd't complain about all the information you have available for the world to see--kind of makes me a little sick, knhowing they built something and have the functionality to let me see "who all my friends are, and friends of friends in a certain city when I'm there" ... and it's just not available for me or you to use because ... because you don't understand "privacy" and "the internet" and "using broken software for no reason" ... other than satisfying ... nobody really.

There's "Wix" too, and that's got a little "fire theme" ... and that's cool, but nobody really uses it--and the real point is to help people "congregate" and "share ideas" ... not just to get you to actually say anything at all in a public space, where it might help us "drive away the night" and stop pretending it's just fine and dandy that everyone isn't working, locked away in their houses or ... scared to go to the ... Walgreens. 

Obviously there's the Slashdot's and digg's and reddit's--though ... when I talk in places like "/r/conspiracy" it just becomes so sorely obvious that you ... have no desire at all to be real or honest or ... do anything but pretend this place matters to you--when in fact it's probably the last thing on your list of things to give a fuck about.  Just saying, the lack of response I see; and the ... really negative interaction I have now in person--it's a bad sign for ... whatever.  If you don't want to be here; if you're somewhere else and you think this place isn't important--honestly you should really just go away, I'm not sure what your options are, but I have none but to sit here and bitch at you that if you gave "two fucks" about this world you'd be screaming at the top of your lungs, just like me.

I don't think you are the people I grew up with, and I don't think you belong here or care at all about this world or the future here--and I think that's obvious.  Me going away isn't going to chyange it--and it's not going to happen--as far as I'm concerned I'm the only person "not invading my birth planet" ... from some otherworldly and ... honestly horrendously immoral place.  Understand, if you were here--if you were "people born here" with no ... "other thing or other place" to take your mind off just how UnAmerican and inhumane everything going on here is ... you would be doing something else... anything but ... "this."
 


Consider IT sealwed; by this words, by this place–by the continuation of this abomination. Try here, try now, try fast–your everything, your dreams and hidden and secret garbage you covet–all depends on our next few years.

qui sis tam pulcher
quasi osculans quod non juve
nemo umquam adhuc erit

HE speaks words through me, and I understand. He takes a picture; he says “uncuff links” … a double entente to you–like a fashion statement; but I see and I reply; “or we are suiting up” and it’s not a joke about “heart’s desire” …

וְשַׂמְתֶּם֙ אֶת־דְּבָרַ֣י אֵ֔לֶּה עַל־לְבַבְכֶ֖ם

I continue; it’s a message about “getting grey’s” and the breath of God landing from the air before my Face in a “Extended Stay America” in Tampa … directly to my naked and bare heart. I mean to say, war; understand–to me this is the culmination of Holy War on bars and jails and the “illuminati prison camps” I last heard him say “would not pepper the galaxy.”

וְהָי֥וּ לְטֹוטָפֹ֖ת בֵּ֥ין עֵינֵיכֶֽם

Nor here, nor anywhere in the high places, or the lows; the hills or the pits. There will be no prison camps; nowhere–not in Siberia, not in Star Trek; not in your heads or in your hearts.

וכתבתם על־מזוזות ביתך ובשעריך

למען ירבו ימיכם וימי בניכם על האדמה אשר נשבע יהוה לאבתיכם לתת להם כימי השמים על־הארץ׃ ס

Just in case my voice happens to be “so unclear;” the Tribe of Judah in Revelation 5:5 is very clearly one in the same with that of Judas Maccabeus; that ties of course to the “every J is me” thing–from Seuss and Suez to “turn around/not: sad” and … “kissing to be kissed.” Judah Maccabee is the last scion; here I call myself the “last human” and it sure does feel like I’m the last one grounded; the last one that is truly “one” as in … one person–alone here, fighting against … a monster that thinks it’s “one” is anything but “the end.

It’s sort of a trick reference, there’s also a Judean tribe in the 12 Tribes of Israel; I mean, it’s one of those “key things” things that only I can bring to you and be sure of–at least, until you too re sure, which I’m sure you are here–only, you don’t care at all what it means to be the “one” fighting for life … in a place where the histry here is … upon conclusion of the Maccabein revolt; nothing persists, and we somehow traverse bacvk to a time before we knew the Roman people were … “our us” or “our all” or … see as the AH of AN and Allol and Allah and the Elohim; t’was for you, all for you. Until of course, it was all of you, except me, against me, for no reason other than theives in the den of Daniel, animals … the “things” of the Devarim of course … “in the wilderness, he called us things…” and in Genesis, clear as day God seconds, Adam names “dem” in 2:20 … “cattle” [prodding you here](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cXCA5-KHknY), Baphomet thirds … “baaaa” you are sheep.

List of last scions

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This is a list of last scions or individuals who were the last member of a ruling house, or other prominent family, where heredity is the prime form of inheritance. This may be the last person to rule a realm, sometimes leading to a political crisis, or a change in government; other times power has already passed from the patrilineal family, leaving it in a less important position when it reaches its extinction.

The Hasmonean dynasty[4] (/ˌhæzməˈniːən/ (audio); Hebrew: חַשְׁמוֹנַּאִים, Ḥašmona’īm) was a ruling dynasty of Judea and surrounding regions during classical antiquity. Between c. 140 and c. 116 BCE the dynasty ruled Judea semi-autonomously from the Seleucids. From 110 BCE, with the Seleucid Empire disintegrating, the dynasty became fully independent, expanded into the neighbouring regions of Samaria, Galilee, Iturea, Perea, and Idumea, and took the title “basileus”. Some modern scholars refer to this period as an independent kingdom of Israel.[5]

The dynasty was established under the leadership of Simon Thassi, two decades after his brother Judas Maccabeus (יהודה המכבי Yehudah HaMakabi) defeated the Seleucid army during the Maccabean Revolt. According to 1 Maccabees, 2 Maccabees, and the first book of The Jewish War by Jewish historian Flavius Josephus (37 CE–c. 100),[6] Antiochus IV moved to assert strict control over the Seleucid satrapy of Coele Syria and Phoenicia[7] after his successful invasion of Ptolemaic Egypt was turned back by the intervention of the Roman Republic.[8][9] He sacked Jerusalem and its Temple, suppressing Jewish and Samaritan religious and cultural observances,[7][10] and imposed Hellenistic practices.[10] The ensuing revolt by the Jews (167 BCE) began a period of Jewish independence potentiated by the steady collapse of the Seleucid Empire under attacks from the rising powers of the Roman Republic and the Parthian Empire.

The author of the First Book of Maccabees regarded the Maccabean revolt as a rising of pious Jews against the Seleucid king who had tried to eradicate their religion and against the Jews who supported him. The author of the Second Book of Maccabees presented the conflict as a struggle between “Judaism” and “Hellenism”, words that he was the first to use.[28] Modern scholarship tends to the second view.

After five years of war and raids, Judah sought an alliance with the Roman Republic to remove the Greeks: “In the year 161 BCE he sent Eupolemus the son of Johanan and Jason the son of Eleazar, ‘to make a league of amity and confederacy with the Romans.’”[45]

… and the moon was in the Eleventh House

The Clan Bruce ruled Scotland from 1306 to 1371. Its last royal member was King David II (1324–1371), upon whose death without issue the throne passed to his nephew Robert Stewart. The Clan continues today through other lines that do not have patrilineal royal ancestry, although the current clan chief, Andrew Bruce, 11th Earl of Elgin, is descended from King Robert Bruce in the female line.


Pharisee and Sadducee factions … this his here; thisis now.

Kingdom at its greatest extent under Salome Alexandra

It is difficult to state at what time the Pharisees, as a party, arose. Josephus first mentions them in connection with Jonathan, the successor of Judas Maccabeus (“Ant.” xiii. 5, § 9). One of the factors that distinguished the Pharisees from other groups prior to the destruction of the Temple was their belief that all Jews had to observe the purity laws (which applied to the Temple service) outside the Temple. The major difference, however, was the continued adherence of the Pharisees to the laws and traditions of the Jewish people in the face of assimilation. As Josephus noted, the Pharisees were considered the most expert and accurate expositors of Jewish law.

During the Hasmonean period, the Sadducees and Pharisees functioned primarily as political parties. Although the Pharisees had opposed the wars of expansion of the Hasmoneans and the forced conversions of the Idumeans, the political rift between them became wider when Pharisees demanded that the Hasmonean king Alexander Jannaeus choose between being king and being High Priest. In response, the king openly sided with the Sadducees by adopting their rites in the Temple. His actions caused a riot in the Temple and led to a brief civil war that ended with a bloody repression of the Pharisees, although at his deathbed the king called for a reconciliation between the two parties. Alexander was succeeded by his widow, Salome Alexandra, whose brother was Shimon ben Shetach, a leading Pharisee. Upon her death her elder son, Hyrcanus, sought Pharisee support, and her younger son, Aristobulus, sought the support of the Sadducees. The conflict between Hyrcanus and Aristobulus culminated in a civil war that ended when the Roman general Pompey captured Jerusalem in 63 BCE and inaugurated the Roman period of Jewish history.

Josephus attests that Salome Alexandra was very favourably inclined toward the Pharisees and that their political influence grew tremendously under her reign, especially in the institution known as the Sanhedrin. Later texts such as the Mishnah and the Talmud record a host of rulings ascribed to the Pharisees concerning sacrifices and other ritual practices in the Temple, torts, criminal law, and governance. The influence of the Pharisees over the lives of the common people remained strong, and their rulings on Jewish law were deemed authoritative by many. Although these texts were written long after these periods, many scholars believe that they are a fairly reliable account of history during the Second Temple era.

The mass and majesty of this world, all
That carries weight and always weighs the same
Lay in the hands of others; they were small
And could not hope for help and no help came:
What their foes like to do was done, their shame
Was all the worst could wish; they lost their pride
And died as men before their bodies died.

She looked over his shoulder
For athletes at their games,
Men and women in a dance
Moving their sweet limbs
Quick, quick, to music,
But there on the shining shield
His hands had set no dancing-floor
But a weed-choked field.

A ragged urchin, aimless and alone,
Loitered about that vacancy; a bird
Flew up to safety from his well-aimed stone:

“I have placed my bow in the clouds, and it will be a sign of the covenant between me and the earth.”

Genegnosis 9:13, Adam

These are the “block transaction” I’ve initially imported (somewhat … haphazardly) into the Rinkeby chain; the total test ETHer cost of this … “dump and semi-permafrost-etching” of the message in testnet was around $121.50 (which might or might not be a good value for printing a book on the Library of Congress’s … wall (for fake, ofc) … I am planning to write a sort of “bounty” to allow others to pay for and sign copying it … piece by piece … to the Ethereum’s “mainnet.” This might be something we …

… [and it was evening and it was morning and now it is the old “tax day”] …

April 15, 2020: I am sort of hacking pushing this stuff onto Rinkeby; it’s “not really liking what I’m doing” which appears to mean … literally the software really isn’t … functioning properly. Here’s files and transactions that were successfully written in “chalk”–meaning they were accepted by the network, and will probably be “mined” and eventually “immutable” (in testnet/Rinkeby). Many of the transactions were refused by the server, it appears to suggest they are “duplicate” (which they are not) and want’s me to “increaes my gasoline bidding offer” in order to … overwrite the previous … (non identical transaction). Maybe I am doing something wrong, maybe not.

From what I’m presenting you can see … the blockchain software really isn’t designed to … "care about what you think or your opinion, or you presenting something like “a version of an implementation plan” for a bill under question–or saving that–what it’s concerned with is “pick a number 1-12” and maybe … some later “condition to revoke” or “alter” … something arbitrary. I think we need to work on “caring about the importance of our written contributions” more, as in beingt able to actually present written contributions … in a system like this wwhich is probably destined to become something like an immutable “legislation record.” There is also a 26K “appears to be a hard limit” on the size of each contract, hence the … numerous hash references for each file.

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The above are examples of “file transactions that appear to have been committed in whole” … there are several partial files written; and I will probably write a “diff system” to only resubmit the missing chunks; in the future… or soon.

GUNZIOUUE5H30LY1T!OUITHEPPL.html#1: 32a4c303e557899e6f7c119bf8e977ffa2369df8 | 66e2871ef39334962fb75ce34407f825d67ec434 … that second hexadecimal number is my “wallet ID” … you can search through Rinkeby’s ledger and see all of the other … TXN’s that were posted today; the plan or hope is that you will abe able to; anyway. The little hack code I used doesa in fact work and produce a contract on the chain, for the first few small tests I did. These needs to be “mined” and that involves some cryptographic … stuff … called “proof of work” that I don’t really understand; but it means there’s a delay, and a bigger delay because there’s “more data.” I do of course have a special afinity for this particular “file” it’s the one where I basically “added” (in my mind) some Bible’s words preceding Revelation 1:1 … to the actual “Bible.” The word in question, of coruse is “doxicology.” I think you can send… actual Ethereum there. I’m pretty sure, you could.

BOOK OF ISAIAH: CHAPTER 17

7: @ th-@ day shall a man look to his Maker, and his eyes shall have respect to the Holy One of Israel.

... 4/11/2020 ...

It's literally going to take the end of Hell for this line above ... for my eyes to respect the Maker; to become true.  Whether you think that's me or you or civilizations or "one thing" ... see we have a war on stupid, silence, and censorhship ... literally before our eyes.  We are losing by default--by doing nothing.  Here's a place to start; other than "just me" and "just because 911."  If that link doesn't work for you; notify me ... on Twitter or via adam at fromthemachin e-cccdotty org and why.  If you can't see my website; notify me ... if you don't want these emails, click "options" at the end of this one.  Thanks for understanding.

[You] fail to see
How destructive you can be
Taking without giving back
'Till the damage can be seen

Can you see? Can you see?

– Staind, “Price to Play

So my conceptualization of “the heavens” and Heaven … it’s changed quite a bit in the last year or so. I’ve come to believe … through the telling and retelling of this story of “dsiconvering it” … that we are actually living inside some kind of graphene or carbon nanotube structure (probably with a DNA/RNA like … secondary structure), literally submerged inside something like pools or compression chambers of liquid gas–like oxygen, nitrogen, and hydrogen.

It’s kind of like … the negative connotation of “lakes” in Kaleb’s “don’t be the lake” turned upsidown on it’s head–obviously in the original … vision you would imagine fresh water lakes were something like “milk” … (as opposed to meat) … the stuff of life and birth. You can see how those gases would deliver “liquid cooling” like we’d need for super fast Cray and Sun super compvters … and also stored energy for … things like propulsion as well as the creation of “human life habitable environments.” I’d like to [say I came up with the whole thing miraculously and solo (it’s Monday, btw), like Newton invented gravity and Einstein … the blackhole.

what came first … the chicken or the egg? the road or the maize? … is theQ: “can we it ourselves to Acts?”

On and on, the circle of Ourorobus turns; who then, came first … Adam or Abraham? Cain or Abel? Adam past Lincoln or … Link of Zelda? And the Legend; marred and mired toto end by spelling errors and bad grammar.

round and round we go … truly the question here is “do you think you, yourselves, are civilized?” and my answer … the less you think that, the more civilzed you are. this place is sick, it needs some “medicine.”

What is a Gremlar? What does pillows and sheets have to do with Q&A and … and Room 101? Does “dirty pillows” win the award and accolades for the most informative chosen name? Does Yehuda Berg?

Would anyone object to calling it “O’riordian Way” … is it Monceres or are we already wondering if Betheljoos must already have some kind of connection to Orion? Did Dolores know the whole time? The whole fucking time?

I satyed up practically all night tonight … almost stone cold sober … to finish writing this before our final “Northeasterer.”



THE **MONO**LOGUE **C**ONTINUES, **UNDERSTAND ME**.

It doesn’t take much “thought” to see these star charts–our Astrological road maps to ‘wisdom of the Ancients’ might actually be something closer to road maps than I could have previously fathomed–let alone imagined. I’m staring at “Monoceros” and seeing it’s definately connected to “the kissing disease” and to Eros and to Cupid–and seeing … this one not for the first time that character linked to Orion and to the “Speare” of Sagittarius.

I’ve commented … ‘on the show in my head’ that it seems the entirety of the Milky Way might be something like our world … it could be a microcosmic map to something much larger–it could be the seed of “galaxies” in this place that might very well be the “thing” that connects the end and the beginning; rather than the beginning and the end as I once … commented was the original “glyph” i read in the letter “H.”

Today though, this is all “sci-fi conjecture” we have a very real problem–one that we aren’t dealing with well, and it’s a hidden sickness that’s turned the whole of the world to seeing my “nightmare of isolation.” It’s no accident that most of European and South American culture … “kisses” friends and family “on greeting” … hello, we today are shunning ‘social contact’ … a think that’s responsible for sharing antibodies and using social structure to naturally battle outbreaks of diseases … exactly like this “Sun virus” today. I imagine it’s no accident I’m writing this “Norther” about “no Passover” and … “no east from here” and hoping you understand that means something–it means we’ve got stop lying, and stop pretending this place doesn’t matter. This place matters, this is the source of Heaven, and the future, and … whatever it is that you apparently think you “covet in secret” and … has allowed you to stand by idylly … and do nothing as the fabric of our social structure simply “disappears.”


That’s civilization, society, the rule of law and order – “it’s kissing” – and those aren’t the only things we are apparently “losing in the fire.”

I’ve previously written and spoken numerous times about DNA storag e; it’s benefits and … the slow assimilation of this clearly “Heavenly” technology … which I saw in the most ironic of tones–looking around clearly you see this place is the hearth of creation, and “biology” itself is tantamount to absolute and unequivocal proof that Heaven itself does indeed come from something almost exactly like this rock, right down to graphene and tertiary logic and molecular storage–of course I didn’t awlays “think” or know that fact, but upon inspection and with the eye’s aid, it’s very–I mean very–obvious/clear.

[LOOK MA … NEWS. IT’S REALLY ACTUAL NEWSWORTHY NEWS]

I’ve previously also written about “the game” (for the non goyim among us, game-yah-him on the Epic of Gilgamesh and its historical connection to the story of the flood and Noah’s ark… as it was in the days of…) of the colonization of the red planet Mars; as well as the map that does very much exist in our “SOL” and it’s orbiting simulated rocks… here taking this one step further and suggesting that our “military key way from wall” (and/or see the M and the IL … the IT the CIA and the IR (what a poet I am)) … to assume that things like the “Mono/c/Eros” constellation might very well “overlay in a metalcosmic way” over say, the link between Beetlejuice and RIGELA … and that something like the Crab Nebula might very well become … something like Andromeda is not beyond the imagination or the fathom-ability of our new “raelity.”

Along those same lines, the “kissing disease” and it’s link to the Unicycle of “verses” about Versailles in a Tale of Two Heavens … begin to suggest the Fire of Saint Anthony is nearly fully aflame–even if it is still those “invisible flames” of not speaking and … quenching our desire to “get a word or two in” might just … douse the whole thing in Holy Water. Hi Kate. :)

I mean, Stillwater, and “still… water.”

The point here, that we might be in the place where Yosef Stalin’s middle name and the “o no” of … that’s a failsafe that might very well use time travel to wipe out the … post Orion/Eros star … “O’riordan”'s which only turned from Roads leaning towards abandoning Rome to … rivers of magical anti-matter autopropulsion (re-y-rios) … in the past few months … story. Of course the “Naqueducts” as I’ve come to expand the NT appreviation to become … after of course my personal (for obvious reasons, right?) distaste for things like “Easter” and Crucifixion … having anything at all do with a religion or a society of morality or “truth.” That’s “kissing the ‘o no’” which … heralds from “ME-V-AT-HI to MISSISSIPPI and CONNETICUT and KANSAS and IOWA.” … in Florida today, Flux Capacitor engaged; and literally staring at Netflix and … Pauline; **wondering.**x

Before …or maybe during or after or even up until … just this past day … we might have had another kind of military microcosm; or perhaps your truth, connecting the Hebrew for Heaven, which is “shamayim” … for “fiery waters” or “really hot girls” or … maybe Heaven existed on nuclear “u-boats” puttering around the Dark Side of the Moon or maybe even just our dark Pacific, Atlantic, and Arctic … oh sea; do sea the oceans here have something about Pa linking to “see if I see the C” missing from the Indian–the one ocean standing out here without that particular letter, or perhaps “concept.” Stargate turned me on to the idea of a subterrainian similar “bunker like” facility in the Arctic; and you can probably also see how that’s something like an ocean or a wilderness … another place we wouldn’t necessarily be looking – or noticing these are “disaster plan” style locations for something like a network of computers … something like the mesh-net that might very well be in orbit around the Earth … in that thing that sets “the sky’s the limit” as yet another “special place” in the hearts of those that … want to survive the original problem: being stuck in one place, on one tiny little planet succeptible to self destruction or an asteroid or … a collision of galaxies or … who knows–it could just be an eternity with not enough oil to reach gravitational escape velocity (keep burning it all!!!) and roads so backwards and archaic when I mention they should have “electrical power to inductively charge my Tesla” someone actually overheard me and had the nerve to call me a “genius.”

Which of course I am; I definately am that.

What I am describing is something like … well, it’s basically WarGames meets Battleship … meets the very real connection between Vietnam and NamCo and Pac-Man, and the reason this “book” has this particular name–connection the Revolution of Nero’s Symphony … to … I mean, I called it “Pax Abraxis” here–but it’s really got very little to do with Jupiter Ascending and much more to do with … the rest of the world doing something other than descending far and fast into the central syllable of Jupiter. It … doesn’t take a genius to point out or see Pac-Man is simply missing the “SE” of … turn around this southeast miserable spectacle of immorality and nearly “instantly” we see “space” and … a world that doesn’t have to guess whether or not this is aqua-rious business or not.

Who I am is … this guy and that Wikipedia page and it’s log of touches and changes is probably almost if not mroe important that my Facebook page [if you achem, follow me I’ll be sure to send a friend request] … though that’s best way to get in contact with me; and if anyone was actually interested in “working on the Sword/Round Table” of Arthur … with “Arthor” you’d probably find eventually it’s that communication and that "assistance’ that turns out to be way more fruitful and …

“Sliding Doors” and “Go” and … nothing compares to the change wrought by seeing … what you truly are, having your mind opened to the “hive’s nasty side” … as the new American Standard for “X-Caliber” and “what’s liberty worth, anyway?” glooms out from behind the dark clouds of Kish’s night time “it’s not a right, nor a rite” what we are looking at, I’ve always called “pantomiming the end of time” … it could be that, we could be “not going back.”

THE DEVLIN ME … “IS THE DEVIL IN YOU, OR ARE YOU IN IT?”

T’was cues like “and your husband wants to be a girl” … and the sincerely overgrown thread of “homosexuality” in this story … that lead me to ascertain that it was “many years in Heaven” and many (fewer) years “as not just one person” that probably would make those things almost … certain to come true. It is true, today; I think it probably still would be fun to be a girl for a day; or walking through a special gate into a special “room” in my holodeck dreams–it’s that kind of understanding that gleans light into … how it is that we might, in that same place and same circumstances become "more open to things like ‘violence’ that we today, still here in this place do abhor–and very well should.

Gnosis … maybe something like instant enlightenment … I think that’s the fun stuff that heaven .,., should be alla bout; and frankly I’m sick and tired of having to dream about it, and not start playing with it here and now. Seeing my old “win the sun dance” sticker my computer … and hearing Taylor sing about “you’re never gonna dance with me” and Brit too … connect it to “drinking from the Devil’s cup” and the real “stuff of the pool of Bethesda” … it’s a Holy thing; a … kind of like sparring with a sex partner; in my mind anyway–like experiencing whatever it is that girls call “multiple orgasms” if there ever was such a thing before we could … you know, like MCO … or Azriel’s “forklift moment” wherever I was between Scottsdale and New Mexico; you can see I … see we have it. Or … something like it … and instead of those things, instead of bliss and … making more fun more exciting and more … intelligent message …

We're stuck here talking about violence, and "will we ever have school again" not because of a song about "out for summer" or "blown to pieces" but because you're really zombies--you don't talk, you don't seem to think this place is important; and you're wrong

everywhere is important, and if you leave one stone unturned; or ignore the pain and suffering of ... one small place ... it festers and grows and really proves you don't deserve the "sun dance" or the ability to decide "right and wrong" anywhere, really ever--in your current state. See that, see this sickness needs to change; and I do mean your response to the "Corona Virus" as much as I mean your response to "Sandy Hook" and ...

well, it must all be my fault, are you fucking retarded?

Just to "put it out there" ... I'm not wandering the cold streets looking for warm water, or somewhere "main eventish" to swim or hang out all day--I'm looking for a girl that wants to go skinny dipping with me ... on like, call it "Universal TV ..."  Just once, or ... I mean the book says twice, but I'll do it first alone, just to make sure it's safe.

… the jaya-jaya …

EARTHENE, THEY HAVE NEWS … the Heavenues of our heroads; heroes and yes, we the Terrans; we can do that. I mean be heroes, I hope you click on my links and really get the “gist” of what it means to read things with your eyes and type them with your hands; and how that differs from “the thing” I’m trying to build here, which is a … “I know kung fu” for … pretty much everything … that’s a plug in … into your head (don’t drop out, but tune in) … to pretty much “know everything” so long as you understand that really does mean know everything … someone or some “other thing” wnats you to know and believe. I think we know … or we should that we build “truth tables” … as in some system that allows for truth to be verified and lies to be verified and the large tertiary “opinion” in between to be gauged and colored (my word for … weighting of value) … individually. This is the “crux” of the whole of the system of … “it’s not voting, but information about what we’re voting about” which in other circles would be “colored as propaganda” and that’s basically what it is–it’s what I called it … before and now.

That’s not to turn you off from it–on the contrary it’s to help you get excited about being involved in it–even if it’s oinly in some “group-think” or (ARCHIVE: arxiv.org) passive … I don’t read the papers, but I look at statistics, and I know how to guage whether or not … some group is “interested” or … acting appropriately. You’re not, none of you are acting appropriately here and now. You want to blame me–or torture me–or worse, torture yourselves by thinking … yoiu have something you don’t; and perhaps blame … anything other than not acting (its a verb, it means “literally doing something” not “prewtending” in this context) and reading and writing … conversing. That’s the thing that ends school shootings and world hunger–which we should be able to do nearly instantly–it’s just a matter of … time and chance … or how we want to proceed; and whether or not you want to proceed at all, and I mean if you dont want to end world hunger, you don’t want to proceed with “living.” Hear me; I’m roaring … these things are not optional.

Your survival here; that’s optional. Mine is not. Sorry; b1ow me.


There is something very wrong here–I’ve been thrust into the center of it … I see it and I’ve written about it, tried as hard as I possibly could to “see you in the best light possible” to find your excuses and to find real honest solutions … with the amazing amount of hidden secrets that I’ve been shown–handed–given for no reason at all … or so it appears today.

Instead of fun things, and “safe things” and … “helping others things” you appear to be focused on “negative things” like how bad can you be, and how much … sickness can you spread–I spent the last several years fighting a war against “attrition” and "charrming (in the most negative sense) … mind control and lies and secrets and I’m surrounded by a group of people, everyone I see everywhere that’s become almost convinced that they can do pretty much whatever they want–and they’re dead wrong.

This place is sick–this world is disgusting; it always was so, but we didn’t always know it and that… that makes a big difference.

The children here–“gen Z” appears to have been born in tandem, in two places; here and there; and that’s an interesting observation and a guess, and it ties to their name and how they interacat with me specifically. I can tell you categorically I wasn’t and … many in my generation probably were not. It’s Earthene; the three sets of “E” that actually to me, in special code stand for “angels” over the coarse of time that is our … lifetime here in this place I’ve called and still believe is something like the “syslog of Heaven” in newage geek-speak … to the sages and the Ages, that’s the Rock of Ages; and it’s the thing that comes before and after Heaven, all the time; over and over … in whatever story or place Heaven “does that.” Heaven of course has a similar connotation in mythology and religion, the thing that travels through or “pervades” or makes “time itself” obsolete. Or so they think, or whatever; I don’t understand much of what it’s like to be … “timeless” or a tyemporal and I dont think that far ahead when I play chess; but I’ve got the help of God, and he’s on my sidebelieve that, receive that.

I can tell you categorically that … the first time I was here; and “in the beginning of this place” the generation before me was not … was not at all born in two places; or even “ascended” at the same time as Generation X … the one that I … am sure is marked as the crossroads and the “sweet spot” for a good reason. I have … “markers” in my memory and in my history, the phrase “my parents love(d) you” … spoken to me by numerous people at my high school, in this sort of … “mechanical and methodical way” to explain that of course, they had faith in Jesus Chrsit and they were upset that they weren’t ascended … at the same time as their children; I imagine they felt “unsaved … by me” and … their kids probably didn’t … know how upset I must have been, not to have been around to explain.

Here it’s clear that the reason … the reason for this place and the entirety of our timeline and our wonderful “crash course” in understanding sandbox computing and the building of Heaven is just that; that before us there was a world mired in “might and magic” and they believed … incantations and sorcerers and witches … those were things they needed–that’s the stuff of the beginning of salvation, in truth. Of course it’s the hidden part, before hidden part about “salvaging” it’s the “non-civilization” that was … destroyed–I think in the book we say “from the ashes of Edom.”

I watched my generation lead the way; we were the pivot point, the difference between “cell phones and instant messaging” and that was a big deal back then; when there was no SMS or texting and there were no keyboards on your phone; it was a big deal to know how to type, and a big deal to know how to write … before that.

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I write to you … every day I do it; with an informal style; I am writing to friends, in a way that you should understand is literally the thing that I call “praying” … I am praying to you, and hoping you understand I don’t believe in prayer, but I do believe in the power of this group, I believe in the power of humanity, and I believe that we should literally force the entirety of everthing to instantly become “humane” in this place where I believe Heaven itself and “uncivilization in the sky” and the prospect of “immortality” has created a disgusting monster that bleieves that thing to be “guaranteed” and … their “right” and to look at you today, I am very sure none of you have that right, guaranteed–none of you. You look at me here; and honestly to tell me to uhh, “El Shaddai” with the purpose of saving me from the torture you see mimmicked or pantamimed; that mightr be a holy thing, if that’s what you said and meant–i don’t see it often though, most of the time … “should I though?” … has some other (it’s shaddai, "should die or…’) sort of sick double entendre; double speak meaning. You should learn here–you are children and you are weak and you are blind and you are wrong; and when you know those things … you should “seek something more.”

Kennedy spoke decades ago about the world being invaded; something coming from the sky, a “vast conspiracy that took the minds of our people right out from under us” … he spoke about it’s difference from the human way, aqnd the way of our civilzation and he was appalled, rightfully so. He spoke about it fighting with hidden tactics, “night” over “day” and he spoke about our need to fight secrecy. He was a genius that day, and in that time; literally a genius. In a few days I’ll talk about the joint Russian and American response to this invasion, it’s part of our history and it’s part of religion–it was literally a gigantic nuclear attack on … on “the darkness” … it was not successful–as you can very clearly see.

So this whole email was supposed to be about “sliding doors” and showing you the perspective change … the thing I’ve been trying to explain is something that Heaven does–it changes everything. The prospect of living forever; of becoming younger, of “turning sex into a fun … four hour game” … it changes everything. On the other side of the coin it also turns “grave danger” into a key phrase, and a key movie–A Few Good Men–must be all who understand. You see before Heaven “grave danger” was the worst kind, it was the kind that would quickly “show you to your grave” as in kill you. After … this thing and this place; the prospects of something far worse than that are not just “looming” or … “hiding under the surface” they are immediately obvious and scarier than shit. I’m sure there’s a plan–something to ensure that we never … ever again … have that kind of danger actually looking at us, and saying “it’s for you–I’m doing this for you.” I think this … this experience and this message … this is the beginning of that thing–the solution to ths scary problem. In between this and you … that’s the continuation of the solution, and it’s got something to do with the “Kinghts of Hyrosol;” and it’s got quite a bit to do with all the work that’s gone into shoving me onto this pedistal; and that word; it’s got almost nothing to do with … pornography or even pediatricians; though as the Pope says … in half speak … you need a vetrinarian.

Janet Devlin’s got some great music and some great insight. I heard this song “Chandeliers” and it was almost the same feeling as my “my parents really loved you” … experience. It was a … a message about a world that was hidden … and to me at first that world was Heaven; it was a message from her parents sort of telling her about it–that they’d seen it and that she will in the future.

I recently re-heard this song, and it’s only one small “connotation change” or colouring of … understanding … it’s just seeing the words “hidden world” as … actually about this world–that changes everything. My change in understanding; that there’s a large … “other place” looking at this tiny gem that literally is my totality it’s everything i’ve ever seen or ever known and it’s this logical place with math and science and art and it’s a great world–it’s a great place I’ve seen devistated and destroyed by a large group …

… literally all of you …

of ignorant people that can’t say one honest word to me–an entire planet full of fucking liars; all pretending they … are something they know they aren’t in some kind of thing they think is a game. This is not a game; this is the … “judge jury and … coroner” … this place; this place is the one that’s sort of “pre and post judgement” all in one strange story of “it was all here the whole time, we’ve had the answer … we just, didn’t understand.”

It’s a place of death and of rebirth, it’s a place of love and of … the end of hate–it’s a place where if you understand; you are being reborn, as I speak, as you read–as the world turns we are being changed into something … God, I hope it’s not to something scary and horrible and not worthy of my … "attention. Understand, not being able to communicate honestly, that’s not worthy of my attention. Thinking “singing a song about Eros” is communicating with me; that’s not worthy of … “honesty” or “reality” or … think about it.

She’s got some other songs; “things we lost in the fire” and I thought myself very clever to think “hands and speaking” were a good … answer to her question; I didn’t realize it was going to add (i mean the place, the story; the holy shit) stores and democracy and voting and … jobs and … friends. I didn’t know that safety was on the chopping block; I thought we were in the “ICS” land of that means … walking with him with “oh no, not me–we never lost control” … the God that wrote those lyrics; it means I see … “God’s total control of everything” and that’s kind of what the silence and the smiles and my continued happiness through this war of attrition and shunning and sickness … that’s really what it means to me.

this is not a t3st. janet, "get" w/me ... "i" mean it. #anokhi

I owe Janet some more loving; so you might also want to listen to her song “House of Cards” and … I don’t really like the new one, the “Saint of the Sinners)” of course she knows what I think about the word “saint” it’s one I get rid of; Reyagnost" … #lol. Janet, I’m curious if you were born here, and … only here first. I can’t guess–I’d say others I know were, some others weren’t … I’d say most of the generation I … I think you’re a Millennial; to me that’s basically Gen X2; but we’ll see, you might just be better liars, or “two-place-people version 7.0” instead of the current XP2000CHIROWERA–anyway;

… really see Heaven has done something horrible to “you all” and our “all reason” … that’s the problem–we have “all” problem and our “all is sick” and that’s a problem. We’re all in “multiverse idiocy land” looking at lllllllllllllll and not seeing that these tools have a good purpose, and we’re (i mean you all) are using them wrong.

I don’t see it, or understand what you’re telling me … well enough to expound more than; just to say you should probably try to use the stuff you have … “with more holiness” or more altruism or … maybe we should stick a governor on everything (which is actually my plan).

Of course, I don’t understand why we’d build a virtual shotgun without a safety … si.ystem … not just a child-guard. Whatever.

The problem with this whole “perspective argument” and the Go/Sliding Doors … thing; it’s that there really is only one way to see this event and this world and this problem; and that’s the solution. It’s my way; it’s the truth and it’s with a history and accuracy of … “not some other person in some other time” and “not through the control of some other entity” … it’s actually doing this right, not your way. Literally, your way is bullshit.

HEINOUS, EPIMETHEUS … BURPHAGUS … MY PEROGEE ;) HEY BRITNEY; DOES “A PIECE OF ME” MEAN … “LIKE … A PIECE OF ASS)?” IFI YESSM, PLZ

just asking, or adding … is this “piece of me” and the … “momma don’t cry” one-- are they from another timeline? like, “to and fro” or … was I just out of it? honestly, I do think … Taylor’s “Far From Never” is … actually … from another timeline–like I think it was previous “mega-hit” just imported here as some kind of “early, unlabeled work.”

and here; to continue my thread of “what’s new and exciting–I mean different and … scarily new” … it was in Kentucky when I first noticed through re-reading the ancient mythology that I’d studied in grade school, high school, college, and on my own (over and over) the character I assumed was newly added there, the brother of Prometheus–“lack of forethought” and with the special Eye of Enoch walking with God ascertained these brothers were one; and today link again to Vegas, to the ancient story of the founding of Rome and the brothers Romulus(t) and Remus(nt). Menoitius (read: i know it, I shush us; or “i know it, I am us”) didn’t show up in my reading until 2017 in Cali; and that one sort of parallels this message … it appears to be something like an Olympian sent “back in time” to become the parent or progenitor of the brothers. He’s called a Titan; though, you’d think the generation birthing Titans would be … maybe not.

We have a new candidate for “newest addition to the Great Olympian Ogdoad Descending” … it’s this character; and whoa, it’s a little scary for me to see:

In Greek mythology, Iapetus (/aɪˈæpɪtəs/)[1] (also Japetus (Ancient Greek: Ἰαπετός Iapetos))[2] was a Titan, the son of Uranus and Gaia[3][4][5][6] and father of Atlas, Prometheus, Epimetheus, and Menoetius. He was also called the father of Buphagus[7] and Anchiale[8] in other sources.

Iapetus has been equated with Japheth (יֶפֶת) the son of Noah as the progenitor of mankind based on the similarity of their names and the tradition. Iapetus was linked to Japheth by 17th-century theologian Matthew Poole,[9] Robert Graves,[10] and John Pairman Brown.[11]

Though in the style of the Cali changes; I actually was sure that name was “Burphagus.” Brrr. It’s frankly difficult to understand “what you all see” from the few words and the idiotic things you actually do manage to say–but things like “my truth” and … the entirety of my life and the world we live in … “don’t jive with a gay-a” … and I’m not sure just how stupid you’d have to be to “see another me” acting completely different from me, and have no logical ‘a-ha’ linking it to mind control and … say, charrrr-ming or vampiric glamouring or rape.

ALL ROADS LEAD TO ROI … (that’s return on investment … and I do mean mine … akso I do mean “girls, girls, girls …” :)

I walked down 441 a few days ago and posted my first “IG Live video” [here] … it was a little weird, there was a TV van with a gigantic antenna and some cameras inside, and I’d been walking this road between Copans Rd and Sample Blvd (please, see Sam and “Ewoks”) for the past couple weeks, sort of singing–and like always seeing “Jormungandr” (that’s the big snake from Norse mythology that kisses (i mean kills) Thor (or Nat)–just kidding Nat) … it was a first, I’ve been avoiding posting live videos … you know, because I’m really shy, and I don’t think it’s anywhere near as “professional” or … a process designed to relay an important message; as say a speech or an email, or a website).

It was a little more odd because I don’t usually listen to Youtube Music (i generally use songs I know, purchased on my Amazon account) and I don’t usually listen to the Beatles, though I know and love them); so here the words to Penny Lane echoed through my ear … literally the words “in my ear and in my eye” and a few girls driving by made … “a-ha gestures” like oh my God; is this it? Penny Lane; of course. Taylor’s little sister, I say or think … had been sending me messages cued with “441” for quite some time; and I of course thought it was a warning, my father got in a bad car accident one year driving me to college in Gainesville (I didn’t want to go, really at all; it was my second year and I didn’t have a fun or good freshman year) … I’ll never forget it, all the stuff in the van he had rented got desheveled and thrown around the car. It was the year I got in the really bad accident the one I associated with, well; “Resurrection” and with Dave Matthews’ “Crash” song, and with the band name … of Sloane’s big sis (that’s “teatee” of course).

There … in Orlando on the way to UF; US 441 is called ‘Orange Blossom Trail’ or OBT; and that too, of course … connects to a band and a song and … even ties Bianca and Taylor up in this little Beatles addition–“nothing is real, and there beneath the blue skies and the hallowed waves and the Nile’s stored grain … Strawberry Fields all around me” the world … it looks just the same.

[BLUE SKIES ... ALL AROUND US--& YET, FOR SOME RE IT'S COLD]

It’s interesting, I used to get messages like that quite often–people’s names and something useful or recognizable. One or two reminded me of Q/Nick … you know, the one from Jupiter and Cali; and I got one or two from family members, my grandfather on my father’s side that I never met … notably … connected to NBC Universal. I’m planning my next steps; and it looks like “all signs” now point to Fort Myers, where I’ve previously att [& I urge you to contact them Today]ended college (andtti have only 12 credits left to get a degree … supposedly by audit in Ocean Engineering … which is close to the biotech I think might be really useful in understanding the stuff of “plank-space-stuff” and “magneto space mold” a little better. I jest, I get this stuff better than most–I basically aced Biology, 'rithmatic and … whatever. Here’s throwing some crazy back at Bright; “this is crazy, do you remember when …” I mean, when I took the SAT’s it was out of 1600; I remember clearly, and then they added some … who cares, this article is “revisionist-fake-news” and the kids-that-think-theyre-in-the-universal-lie-i-mean-reality-i-nicemean-pacmanspacigam are insane.

Here’s a better article … I see it now–though I couldn’t find anything at all on the internet that said anything like “reverted back to 1600” … and that’s deceptive, like false advertising. That’s fake news.

Like seeing “Taylor” and “Sloane” … trading places … or whatever–on Google, here. I smile, #sistaz :)

Long story short; I’m looking now for people that have … and there are many … started implementing the kind of stuff I’m looking to do–corporate and national governance “internetified” and distributed; here’s one of those …

And here, to tie in the “Penny Lane” experience … is this little … it’s called Cent.Co; and it’s basically like a content distribution platform that pays you for “creating popular content” with no ads and no … it also probably doesn’t actaully but seems to and should store this data in the Ethereum blockchain; which would of course make it something like “etched in stone” or … emailed to millions of people. Just saying, this message and my face and my name are never going away–not ever, it’s all the way back to the beginning of “time” or “civilization” or eggs or mazes or K0rn, or whatever.

Me and America and Jesus Christ and Rome … and Israel and the Covenant; all tied together, like you’ll never get rid of this spectacle … you’d better start doing something “appropriate” like thanking me for all my time and work, and actually acknowledging that this “rock of Heaven” … it shows you there’s something very wrong with the sky, and with the time travelers, and the angels, and with Jesus and … you have to believe me, from my perspective, the world is totally insane.

Anyway, the whole spectacle and series of events is the kind of thing that shoes “god talking through … telling a story” or at least time travel, or at least careful planning. So it “lights me up” though I’m not “jumping up and down excited” about … Penny Lane maybe not being worth the whole 2 cents; I really hope we get with the program and see … we need to get involved in what’s going on here–and start using it, or it’s going to fester in “cloud land” I mean … half vapor ware half … “but we tried, can’t you see” … and nobody really understands–none of it works right, kind of like “Heaven itself.” It’s all broken up and your heart, it’s not in the right place, Today #GMA.

I’m thinking about making a “website backup” on beta.cent.co … btt… I probably won’t do it; they don’t have an API and it would take lots of man-hours; and I just don’t have the patience to do monotonous … waste-work for no reason. if this thing doesn’t take off, it’s really all for naught … like “no nox, c Hanukeyah just after Souther.”

Here’s a “loaded question” do you see a Transplanted Tay from a world where she wrote this song … “not during the blackout of a hurricane; but … ano …” I’ll probably have to pay the Beatles for these links; and the stories about my life.

This organization, the NGO I am trying to set up for Universal voting and …; “XCALIBER CORP” or … “HISWORD AND HISOBtABEL ORG” … the point was to sell our art, sort of automatically to the future, to the “childrens children and even their nephews and …” and make a sort of “trust for humanity” with a small slice of the … I mean, I’m wheeling and dealing here–trying not to reinvent the wheel … and Instagram doesn’t let me search by location or tags–and Facebook’s Graph Seaarch is well hidden … I’m telling you our software doesn’t work right–and it’s not because we can’t program well, it’s because you aren’t complaining about Hell.


I wrote a poem to go along with the “light” I see. That word means something like… “Orwellian double-spoken stuff we don’t realize is part of a message that ties to religion… but it really, really, really does.” [this is timestamped 1/1/2017, but I think it’s older]

ot@kidslim:~# ls -Fal newpoem
-rw-rw-r-- 1 adam adam 3388 Jan 1 2017 newpoem

a diamond in the rough

2x4 "x" adam

I came upon something very special, to me it felt like an accident–as if I had stumbled into some dune in a place of endless sand. As I walked past one large hill I saw a brilliant yellow light on the otherwise pale sand, it glowed and shimmered like the sun in the sky–I was so taken aback by the radiance I had to move closer and get a better look, with each step I took towards this light it became larger and larger. Eventually I saw that it was making the area around it glow also, brighter and brighter.

I moved closer and picked up the stone that was on fire, I put it on a pedistal and began stepping backwards. I admired the bright light very much in it’s new place, now a beacon of hope on a path to a better world… my heart become a place filled with stars.

Bound by something between chains and a saldde, I was dragged through the depths of Hell itself. Blinders on my eyes, I could not keep from staring at a monstrosity so grotesque my stomach churned–all around me the people I saw were being controlled without their knowledge–investigating this thing that spoke to me through the mouths of my closest friends, and then eventually everyone I saw. Eventually I came to realize this plague was following me, the shadow of the moon.

I did my best to try and figure out how and why this was happening, writing to the world every single day as I begged and pleaded for our freedom. Others see the proof I present as a theft of credit, drawing their own light and contribution to our future from them… or worse blaming them for their own lack of freedom.


I did wind up setting up a fundraising organization on Ethereum’s test network called “Rinkeby” … I see “zamboni” and … “not bye bye” … and kind of link that to the same kind of “divine presence” writing lyrics with … and by the Beatles… about this very event; that’s how I see it. I’ve commented semi-silently for quite some time that I imagined this is the exact network I would be working on. This may not be the “final application” this thing might not even work; but this is what doing now.

It’s here … rinkeby.aragon.org/#/xcaliber and you can get “free rinkeby Ethereum tokens” here: faucet.rinkeby.io/ … this application already has a … storage function … using IPFS – and that’s exactly not what I want to do. I’m trying to build a storage and … content creation/distribution/workflow and commenting system that actually uses the blockchain itself to store data–i think our data is more valuable … than “the general zeitgeist” at the moment … which uses something that’s not nearly … good enough, for something like … “what we’re voting about and what we’re saying about it” rather than just our votes–which is what this thing stores in the blockchain (as well as it’s application code).

www.cnbc.com/2017/06/22/ethereum-price-crash-10-cents-gdax-exchange-after-multimillion-dollar-trade.html … for context.

If we wind up using this and it’s successful, it’s likely this “test coin” will become something of value; just pointing that out. I’ve thought about it and at times it seemed like the developers involved in ETH might do something like a merger with their “cash/value” system; you know, if this turned into an overnight sensation. It might, it might not; just saying.

I’m not sure if I have it documented in ./MYLIFE but the name chosen and the spelling comes from a “mIRC script” that I wrote … when I was about 13. It was after AOL and “Doomsday” and just before … “Red Tide” which was a … paradigm shift in the specific software space at the time–I did things nobody else was doing, and really … I mean, if mIRC scripts were databases this was MSSQL to Hadoop … or Hadoop to something … actually improving not just the amount of data processable, but the tools and functionality available (which it doesn’t … none of the “big data” stuff we have does that).

At least … AFAIK, I guess take that with a grain of mustard seed … or something. With that, I think it’s obvious that those … “in the know” know that this day, this is the "someday." You see that right, it’s time to get involved.

Adam taqlks to himself ... "pincihesing (ki) Bill" .. yo, this one--wake up, make it better. Most excellsior.

--Achilles.

… and Jack and Jill … they went up the hill … “on top of pisghetti” … and you – you came tumbling after:

as …

you …

wishy washy … on this uhhhhhh … who needs wishes; the ship is already in orbit; or … is it at Southport? Jay?

ErRA’@ A

Hellemaal; so I’ve been writing pretty quickly and sort of “rushing through things” to get them out on time; here’s what I missed and think important enough to “start off with.”

I talked a little bit about “escape velocity” and the star charts I’ve recently seen “extra special / even more” light in than … originally–something that was pointed out by SG1 in some episode, sometime. I mentioned Monoceros and the possibility that these charts are “overlayed microcosms.” I failed to tell the whole story as it was told to me; or literally through my mouth and mind as I wandered from Alpha Centauri to … Beetlejuice.

Of course, over the course of this experience … we’ve moved from "being stuck in one small star in one small corner of … somewhere in the Milky Way staring at Sagittarius A and … VEGA; to looking at the obvious response to this kind of “ELE.” That’s what it is, not leaving the Earth is definitely the clearest ELE of all… so this original road to another star, of course would probably be started as a number of … forks in the road from day one. We’d probably send an interstellar … road paving machine, as well as one or two interstellar, and of course we’d be sending at least one extra-galactically. I think I’ve put in writing at least once or twice the importance of seeing our “lake idea” … the intragalactic space as something that might actually be significantly safer and more lucrative and rewarding to populate … with road/river “stuff;” and certainly creating the technology and the infrastructure to be able to do that is the kind of thing that might last us billions and billions of years. So “it’s possible” Monoceros is representative of See a parallel, Eros is definitely trying to “kiss multiple starlets.”

Mentioning once again, there’s a special reading of the word “Terran” … our Latin for “of the Earth,” it of course combines “intra” as in “intrastellar” and “inter” as in “internet” … in this place where I’m pretty sure I’m not the first to think but I might be the first to say with vigor, “Heaven is truly a Terran thing.”`

This is … one of the “things” that might be described by our “K” glyph–though I really associate it more with the time fork written about in “The Man in the High Castle” and the idea … (clear to me) that it’s related to the IL and the RU connection to the time storm also clearly depicted in things like the “swastika and the storm.”

I do think “the storm” is just about over; that’s something linguistically predicted in the “Shakespeare-time-now” three links just above.

That is what we’re looking at; as I “guessed earlier” we are literally waking up inside the “table planet” … where that’s a metalphor for … like the meeting place and discussion point and cooperation “land” of a number prior civilizations–perhaps different versions “of this place,” something that comes after us … and the before; it’s a big Round Table … the whole of our world. Here, we are “in Heaven” as the Lord’s Prayer … explains with altered intonation, somewhere/when inside the Stargate system of river/roads; literally “waking up” in the best possible situation we could … the child (or brother–in my personal… Broward “it’s us, children of ourselves way”) civilization of the Ancient builders.

There’s also been quite a bit of “talk in my head” about how these roads have become rivers; like conveyor belts using the nature of dark matter and it’s relationship to the fabric of our universe to … create a natural propulsion system. The best explanation I can come up with is something like “this appears to have been created as a natural response to the collision of two galaxies whose atomic make-up are not compatible” I see a sort of “umbrella system” like gutters on the roof sort of directing anti-matter around planets or star systems containing inhabitable life. I think there’s some imagery … that might also show how this is probably very much artificial.

Along these same lines; I touched on the idea that our submarine fleets might be something like a microcosmic metaphoreally for … something like Star Destroyers, in the space opera Star Wars. Moving on from the OneRepublicCounting Stars” business, I missed some important stuff about our new “kissing disease” the Corona-Virus.


Of course in my head I made special note of President Trump’s … sort of … lacking in detail or explanation suggestion that a strong antibiotic and a Tonic water derivative would be an effective treatment of the virus; again, in my mind I came the conclusion that Azyromycin would probably very well cure secondary bacterial infections that might be the cause of some of the more “serious” later stage symptoms. Then I stumbled on this, this is decade old research specifically on the coronavirus, suggesting that hydroxy-quinine is an effective treatment–I’m a little surprised, specifically that there’s such old research on this thing that I had never heard about until Wuhan, and also that quinine is … effective … I always thought of the inclusing in Tonic as something of a “placebo” … though clearly there’s research suggesting otherwise.

www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC1232869 #soverysunlike

I also didn’t make a “big enough deail” about this MIT article which shows there’s tens of thousands of researchers and research papers on this specific virus; something that took me … several weeks to “figure out” was a SARS derivative … not something more closely related to the viral “influenza.” Again, just like in the times of WW2 with the introduction of penicillin (which I’ve commented are literally connected Biblically to Sodom and Gommorah) we have in the most recent years discovered (probably with help from “on high”) anti-viral drugs that are specifically codified by name with connections to this specific simulated reality–the same one that is the “ground” and “rock” of Heaven. We can see it in “Tenofovir” which connects to both General Hyten’s name as well as “often” and … Nintendo/Tennessee." That’s a treatment for AIDS that I’m pretty sure I read was effective in actually overcoming it, not just slowing it–though now “news being what it is” it’s difficult to be sure if anything is real, or related to the place where I used to “read things” and believe them.

I’m also fairly certain we have a “ovir” for Hepatitis C, and I’ve got a personal story about tamiflu, taking it many days after the current belief that it becomes “ineffective” after only a few; and literally being cured from the worst influenza infection of my life … almost within hours of taking a single dose. The place, an in patient drug rehab facility … at the time … then gave it preventatively to everyone in the facility, and nobody but the few that had it at the same time as me showed any symptoms. They also were cured, after the current "not sure why (but it looks like something like a bad version of the golden rule and “attrition war” … kind of, if you don’t get it before you give it to others we’re going to pretend the medicine won’t work … kind of problem.)

We have a number of similar issues and problems in the world that I live in, in this place where drug rehab facilities spend nearly all of their effort prescribing bad or ineffective drugs in “off label” situations. I can’t get “ambien” for sleep, I’ve got to take things like remeron and doxipin–even though ambien works much better, and literally it’s name means something like “I’m a good solution” in Adamic “Spanglishrew.” Same problem, same situation, same place–I have an “issue” with something like PTSD, though your world calls it “schizophrenia” and I’m sure the people around me responding to my inner thoughts vebally, “on camera” should realize having a DSM-4 indication that “I’m delusional” is a problem with a delusional society, not my interpretation of … literally I have whole, active, and coherent conversations with people all the time–different people, lots of people–without opening my mouth. I’m not crazy, I’m sure. Here, we treat schizphrenia, which I am positive is an “attack from the Heavenly places” using advanced technology with drugs that literally destroy your ability to think. I’ve taken lithium for it, large doses … 800mg several times a day (only for a few days), it does nothing for the "delusional symptoms’ which are … not that … and literally makes it physically impossible to read a page of the newspaper outloud. That’s heinous, horrible, destructive medicine–personal experience. In addition, the drug that I think would be effective for the kind of symptoms I have is something like Ativan (named here, including my fathers name–which is also part of the President’s daughters name and his first wife) … instead of that, the rehab facilities prescribe a drug that is called “visteril” which is literally nothing more than a “more useful” isolated compound related to benadryl. They are again prescribing an anti-histamine … basically off label … for something there’s a much more effective medicine for.

This is a serious and repeated problem, one that appears to be related not exactly to “attrition” but rather to some kind of sick social desire to … not provide the appropriate solution, and instead give us something that will … “cause harm” intentionally in what appears to be a vain and cruel attempt to create “aversion therapy” rather than treating the illness. I think it’s literally a violation of the Hippocratic oath, and “humane treatment” and I think we need to admit and talk about how poorly our social response to “bad medicine” has been. On that note, here’s some “good responses” to the "Carmono related to kissing and Corona’ … from some states and other authorities; they are basically suggesting what I’ve thought, that we need a governmental and systemic system for finding and sharing "antibodies’ once they are … naturally created.

These things are here together because they are logically linked; we are responding inappropriately with “bad medicine” nearly across the board, in everything from “cancer” and “magical-git-and far as in find and replace” … simulated reality to “virtually heaven …” once we acknowlege “our problem.” Lack of acknowledgement,
lack of empathy; lack of action.

I’m not even sure … I can’t remember if I’ve sent this “victory” image to the more widely distributed list–it’s pretty cool. The thing connects the word “tesseract” to something like transformation in time/space from square and see “rectangle” it’s the four V’s in those shapes to the Y you see … looking at the corner of a room; a cube. It’s something about seeing the dimensionality shift from “computers on screen” to “virtual reality.”

 

I’ve commented on wondering if the “tesseract” which is a 4 dimensional (in space) comparable to square and cube in the fifth dimension looks like an “X” but that could just be my … ignorance and inability to fathom such a dimensionality shift … or I could be “magically right.” Anyone… @bgreene?

If you haven’t noticed I’ve tried to show you clearly most of the things “I left out” were not actually left out; they were very much … discussed ad nauseeam, as well as posted in places like Facebook and Twitter; I don’t appreciate having to … reiterate things over and over again just to make sure … these ideas and events aren’t lost on the future because you have some insane rule about “not following me on Twitter.”


The last message also talked about censorship; this piece was added after it was distributed to … “the avid readers.”

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BOOK OF ISAIAH: CHAPTER 17

7: @ th-@ day shall a man look to his Maker, and his eyes shall have respect to the Holy One of Israel.

… **4/13/**2020 …

It’s literally going to take the end of Hell for this line above … for my eyes to respect the Maker; to become true. Whether you think that’s me or you or civilizations or “one thing” … see we have a war on stupid, silence, and censorhship … literally before our eyes. We are losing by default–by doing nothing. Here’s a place to start; other than “just me” and “just because 911.” If that link doesn’t work for you; notify me … on Twitter or via adam at fromthemachin e-cccdotty org and why. If you can’t see my website; notify me … if you don’t want these emails, click “options” at the end of this one. Thanks for understanding.
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I also posted about this on Facebook (above link "to start’) and Twitter; and also added this introduction of the Bahir to the email … “ex post facttho.”

Also, in line with my … “beliefs on things like Snopes” you might see how our “global truth tables” as in “OK Google what’s technocracy?” and … natural groupdisthink and censorship on Wikipedia (see #my unedits and “flash important page-links”) … I ingeniously (/sarcasm) came up with this great idea of making a "meta-search engine" … I mean, asking Duck-Duck-Go to make (a much better and more useful … Snopes-like) one.

Murphy’s Law

I wanna raise the dead; find a note I can shred … on the walls the Valfather scrawls his … phone numbah …


I sort of “overheard” or … I guess received some kind of message from Taylor … oh this is it … it’s a missing Instagram post she made; intimating something about a “shared dream” I took it, probably with aid, to mean … that we–her and I–shared a specific dream, and it linked to something about Lennon’ obviously I assumed it was my “Brittany Murphy” idea … to “raise someone from the dead” … basically just to shatter that particular wall also–as in, we should definitely be able to “intermingle” with the … people who also died ghosts within the Holy Ghost. Of course, it also might :’(really) be the only way I will ever find a “partner” also; so, there’s that. These are the ones I’ve sort of thought, she must … nevermind; for some reason I still think she wants to dance with me. <-- that’s a good song to tie it all together, it starts out with … “take me, I’m alive” … in another “sliding doors of perception” piece of art, you could see it as “she’s offering herself as a sacrifice” or on the other hand, “take her instance, for example” she continues, “she did belong to the night” as in; she says she’s “saved” from the Dark Side.

hah.

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If you must know, I want you to outlaw hell. That’s all I really want.


I’ve done some more “looking” into the Aragon system; it looks “interesting” though I can’t seem to figure out how to deploy their “experimental application” on the live site. I don’t think it’s possible to do at this point; and that’s basically “vaporware” to me. It’s more … professional and complete than past things like Neos.sh; though, for example.

What I’m really looking for in the “immediate purpose” here is to find a blockchain solution to basically move–or permanently store–my data … the whole of the website, and the readership database in a blockchain. I’ve stumbled on ForkBase and though it doesn’t seem to have source code available–it looks like they have a working product for git/versioning a database/filesystem on Ethereum; which would be perfect. I imagine I’ll find something useable sometime today.

The plan, atm, is to store … pretty much everything on Rinkeby; which will probably make it mostly “immutable” and totally impervious to “erasure/attack” … which is something sort of ‘predicted’ or documented in the historicul/mythologicul … and musicul record. As I’ve noted before, the “email distribution method” is fairly immutable as in “undeletable” as it is, though it would be a PITA to have to … put the consolidation that I have back together. Something like “scraping together old parchments of heiroglyph” and turning it into the Holy Bible (just to be Nicemean to pieces again later). I don’t envision us having that problem; I think the system we have is strong … as in made with actual care and thought, though you’d only see that with my eye for-- specifically–how you (or them/angels etc) are using everything literally “as incorrectly as possible.” Prime example is the lllllllll-misuse of what appears to be a perfectly well designed “multiverse” for forking/branching of “decision tree” operations; for instance “how to use multiple methods to end world hunger, or change the weather to something more palatable, or … different kinds of pre-crime.”

What I see instead is “12 different ways” of making fun of me/and-or torturing me; at least, that’s what is being presented to me in the less than exciting twist and turns in this strange story being-told-through-me experience … that’s taken a noticable turn towards the “immoral” since TPA/MCO in Christmas 2019.

In the last heaven Moses saw two angels, each five hundred parasangs in height, forged out of chains of black fire and red fire, the angels Af, “Anger”, and Hemah, “Wrath”, whom God created at the beginning of the world, to execute His will. Moses was disquieted when he looked upon them, but Metatron embraced him, and said, “Moses, Moses, thou favorite of God, fear not, and be not terrified,” and Moses became calm. There was another angel in the seventh heaven, different in appearance from all the others, and of frightful mien. His height was so great, it would have taken five hundred years to cover a distance equal to it, and from the crown of his head to the soles of his feet he was studded with glaring eyes. “This one,” said Metatron, addressing Moses, “is Samael, who takes the soul away from man.” “Whither goes he now?” asked Moses, and Metatron replied, “To fetch the soul of Job the pious.” Thereupon Moses prayed to God in these words, “O may it be Thy will, my God and the God of my fathers, not to let me fall into the hands of this angel.”

Wikipedia, Entry for Samael

I also noted that the Cent beta was Slashdotted (old term for … overloaded with traffic) … as in unavailable yesterday; while Aragon seemed to hold up fine. I’m unsure if it had anything to do with me; possibly just wishful thinking. In any case, I checked my ad revenue for the last few months; and I’m 40$ richer since … probably around 1/1. That’s obviously significantly less “richer” than I think I should be, or would like to be.

It stands out in my mind … even more than Strawberry Fields and “Imagine” … it’s a phrase from an interview, and I can’t even remember with Beetle said it. The phrase was “we’re bigger than Jesus” … and it was of course many years before I was even alive.

Ma Nishtana (Hebrew: מה נשתנה‎), are the first two words in a phrase meaning “Why is tonight different from all other nights?” The phrase appears at the beginning of each line of The Four Questions, traditionally asked via song by the youngest capable child attending Passover Seder.

Why is this night different
from all the other nights?
מַה נִּשְׁתַּנָּה, הַלַּיְלָה הַזֶּה
מִכָּל הַלֵּילוֹת

Tzedakah [ts(e)daˈka] (Hebrew: צדקה) is a Hebrew word meaning “justice” or “righteousness,” but commonly used to signify charity.[1] This concept of “charity” differs from the modern Western understanding of “charity.” The latter is typically understood as a spontaneous act of goodwill and a marker of generosity; tzedakah is an ethical obligation.

Haaretz (Hebrew: הָאָרֶץ‎) (lit. “The Land [of Israel]”, originally Ḥadashot Ha’aretzHebrew: חַדְשׁוֹת הָאָרֶץ‎, IPA: [χadaˈʃot haˈʔaʁets] – “News of the Land [of Israel]” in English The Palestine News[3]) is an Israeli newspaper. It was founded in 1918, making it the longest running newspaper currently in print in Israel, and is now published in both Hebrew and English in the Berliner format. The English edition is published and sold together with the International New York Times. Both Hebrew and English editions can be read on the Internet. In North America, it is published as a weekly newspaper, combining articles from the Friday edition with a roundup from the rest of the week.

Your last Noel has (somewhat clearly) passed; we are exiting the Ark of the Covenant; coven intact, ant too–and destroying the oven forever. Our last “Noah” … this is it–this very moment.

Come Together … over ... Uber me

It’s specifically relatable to this exact message; and it could be something like a “reinvigoration of the worlds” in the music of the Beatles and the American Rennesaince–and I do of course mean the rock and roll of their time and their “generations.”

This isn’t about … a “having a fake hissy fit” or keeping the feeling or the culture of “being slighted” under our skin and grating at our ability to actually “come together” and do the right thing … this is literally about social togetherness and a world that has the ability to make miracles happen throughout the cosmos, putting our best foot forward, and showing the children “the light, and the way.”

-- PARTY IN THE USA --

I have a personal story, one being told to ostensibly by God and the “high order” behind the creation of “what it is that I am” which is the key to the doorway to the future.

This specific message about a tie that binds the Indian cultures of “East Indian” and the native Americans–one that I was specifically told in my story has an integral role in “coming together” to ward off the darkness of a split in our history and in the skies that might have something … something ostensibly and oddly tied to my relationship to “[Heinrich Himmler]” and the connection between the name “Hitler” and the heart of the original … “Hey Taylor” message that may or may not explain clearly to you how the “K” … as a backbone of time and E’s winding around the WW2 defection of the Soviet Union … to how it’s possible in the first place that we could have a “split in time” that is totally out of anyone’s control, and how we need to work together

Hellemal

It means … “hell to bad” to me, in Adamic; with a connotation of “for all” to understand … we all need to figure out that the creation of hell is heinous and sick–not to be.

Rest assured, I do not want to live in this world; not as it is, not at all. Frankly, I don’t think anybody should want to, or have to. I am almost beyond disgusted at what I see in the “here and now” today, at the land of total lies that is the place of my birth, and the lack of “any doors” or … appearance of any kind of escape from the bars in the sky that … you can hear them idiomatically in “the sky’s the limit.” This is not my plan, nor is it my desire–but I think we are looking at something more heinous and more Hellish than any one of us would individually have chosen … as the fate of our whole. Yet here we are, staring at “the new word” and it’s Hellemal; and it means … it means totality–and that means it includes all the places responsible for helping to create this mess, all the “Heavenly worlds” that are standing by and … doing almost nothing to change it, and all the people that think “watching” is just A-OK. It’s not, watching this happen, here in this place that is if nothing else “the table land” that connects the beginning of time to the “Potassium ion communication channel” that literally bridges biology in this place with the ancient words and worlds of Yggrasil–the tree of Norse mythology that literally connects Nifleheim and Midgard to Asgard and … it hasn’t been that long, though it feels like forever and a day … the time since this Revelation connected Atlantis and Asgard to the pillars of the holy name in Planet and messianic and Christian; just “a name” initially, or “Adam’s Name” before it truly shines through …

I called it simply “the planet is Adamah” but what we are looking at is the human life of “Adam Dobrin” … before we even start caring about whether or not that’s a question about dating or “date of birth” or whether or not I’m in Heaven or Hell–see the actual patriarchal name of my birth is Dobrinsky–and to me that’s a key, between the “n” and the “s” … ascension, the change from human to “spiritus.” Here it appears I’m “late to the party” and my ascension … somewhat behind the norm, looking at how the rest of you act every day–but honestly, I feel like we need to “rework” the mechanical process that could have made a hamster God in Boca Raton; sometime … just last year. You know, once you build “I know kung fu” for people, and for dolphins and for whales and for cows … its the kind of thing that you’d probably wind up using “en masse” eventually; seeing as this place is so important, as we are … literally the beginning of Heaven and of time … travel at least.

quite a bit of this story revolves around … what it is that’s actually responsible for “the silence.” I’ve written about Jormungandr and Gjallarhorn – and it’s clear that it’s some kind of mind control. In the story of Christ it links to two groups–the Pharisees and the Saducees ([SERENADE] and [PERSEUS] | [GJALLARHORN] | [ADALUNCATIF] | [THUNDERSTAND] | [SPEECH]); though I haven’t written much about the employees–I mean the “payed off” … and it’s fairly clear to me that even if “you just really stupid” which is the truth, there is a significant amount of what I called “sharp hairpin turns” (as in, it’s just enough mind control … to make it happen–and it’s just enough make you feel bad, I hope); you’re going to have actually talk and explain what it is that’s actually “in your head, Zombie.”

And I’ve gotten carried away and written too much, way too verbosely … and run away from the real point of this message–and you’re really not supposed to start paragraphs with “and” … it’s not MLA acceptable. Whatever. One sentence words… not acceptable, either.

The Nasdaq Stock Market, /ˈnæzˌdæk/ (About this soundlisten) also known as Nasdaq, is an American stock exchange located at One Liberty Plaza in New York City. It is ranked second on the list of stock exchanges by market capitalization of shares traded, behind only the New York Stock Exchange.[2] The exchange platform is owned by Nasdaq, Inc.,[3] which also owns the Nasdaq Nordic stock market network and several U.S. stock and options exchanges.

“NyQuil” and “DayQuil” redirect here. For their manufacturer, see Vicks.

“TheraFlu” redirects here. It is not to be confused with TamiFlu.

The answer is singing to us. 21 Pilots, Nirvana and Disturbed … among many, many others.

“Cough Syrup” redirects here. For the Young the Giant song, see Cough Syrup (song).

The long and the short of it is … I have no desire or intention to live in reality, or in simulated reality … or in Hell–and it appears we’ve been dropped … “into this world we are born” into exactly that, a simulated reality that is actually Hell the whole time–and made more Hellish just so we won’t ever want to live in reality. It’s a “dharma thing” … reality is the kind of place you go to not wanting to, to perform a service like something I liken to “jury duty” … you don’t go there to take over the Universe, or to torture or be tortured–you go there because and if you want to make … the entirety of the Universe a better place.

I don’t want to live in this place, and you shouldn’t either–but here, in this place I am going to present a message that fuses Halal and Koshruit Laws–that talks about … exactly the point, not torturing animals or “doing the wrong thing for no reason at all” … and it belongs here, in this place that I believe is the beginning of “one special city in the sky” a prototype Metacity … kind of place … a little world that ascends literally everything contained in it … literally a bridge through “the limit” from dark water and Stillwater and “not ice” notices … all the way to shining seas, to OneRepublic and our … equally important understanding that this Revelation is about turning water to stars; like the plagues of Egypt … suggest turning water to family is … some kind of astrological miracle.

To reiterate, I’m presenting a message explaining that our science and technology has far surpassed what we see around us–in my life and in yours too–and “we have the technology” to literally end addiction with the snap of our fingers, to end world hunger … and to replace “beef” with something grown in a machine, out a labratory expirament … something like a perfect “meat” that comes with butter literally woven inside its matrix of proteins and lipids and … I mean it will taste and cook better–that’s what I’m trying to say,

we have way better; and this place is … sort of forcing you and me and everyone to “want” instead of explaining that Elon probably didn’t make a million mask march (I mean, “it looks so fake you know it’s real”) they probably rained down from Heaven; and we should know that.

I am here advocating something like “replicators” out of the dream of the “The Three Wise Genes” … rather than “just abstaining” from eating intelligent pigs and cows and … you’ll see we already wouldn’t eat a dolphin–at least not the kind that “thinks … and sings … just like us.”

It is of course my “original reading” of the Kosher Law … even before seeing our Holy Names … like “Hoggs” echoing there’s a connection between religion and “school’s out for a month” if you let it go to all summer, it might very well be forever.

Don’t be confused, I do not want to lose you or this place; I very much want us to move forward with what I believe is the intentional and intended plan to use our “false reality” as a stepping stone towards the stars–to show us that “social interaction” and the machinations of civilization are something we cannot “leave by the wayside” on the road to Heaven. We’re “smack dab in the middle” of a classic “fable” about specifically that, the stuff of “reality” not being lost as we move towards “city life” … meaning both urbanization as well as “city in the sky.” It is the story of Cain and Abel; and the moral of course is that we can’t and wouldn’t want to survive in a world without bars (the alcohol kind), or social interaction–I almost can’t believe I have to write an entire paragraph on just how stupid “social distancing” sounds… but I do–so I am.


It doesn’t stop or start with “replicators” and ending world hunger; I’ve written quite a bit about the world I envision–one with much less … “government” and much more “freedom” … as in a system that works at it’s core something like what I imagine looking at the cut-scenes between levels in multiplayer games like Quake (id software; for you millenials this is our version of Call of Duty) or Halo–a place where you can see “TOTAL RECALL” means something about “totality” being “recorded” and that we can stop bullets in mid air; stop all car accidents and … even avalanches, earthquakes and hurricanes … and we’re literally EVIL once we are capable of doing so and … simply fail to do it. let alone even talk about the possibility in public… and yet–here we are–somehow being forced by some insane rule system to simply do exactly … nothing.

CASTLING THE PRISON PLANET

I want to build a system that does these things, and also that eliminates (through these things, and more) the need … for things like bars (as in jails) and detention; something I’ve started to call “Castling” as in … instantly converting things like jails, prisons and hospitals to … rehabilitation sites that actually help the residents and the world–rather than the sick retribution system that we see before us; here the system we are building and making worse. It’s something like “soup kitchens” and “free housing” and … education and job placement “sites” that turn what I believe is an intended “heart of the microcosm of Hell” inside Hell – a sort of mini-Earth, in a place where the fake-sky is akin to bars; and … well, through the silence and through the ignorance here–we should see we are basically prisoners.

It’s a GIGANTIC deal; and the response appears to be “less than lackluster” … our desire to better the world, especially with the parts of it that are most “necrosing” is something that needs to be improved and remedied … drastically. These places are the stuff of “eugenics” and death in the past, they are the branches that take down the entirety of the tree–and they show me we truly are in a “Zoo” a place where we treat ourselves and each other significantly worse than we’d treat our pets, and animals. It’s a gigantic problem, something that … should simply change and the drop of a hat.

Literally I’m talking about a revolution in the highest places, in the Heavenly realms–a revolution of thought and of action; one that takes previously ignored and overlooked fact and actually utilizes them to improve the common good–I’m talking about a world that embraces the lack of “scare city” … that takes an entire people that once thought land was scarce, and oil and power … and shows them true power comes to the people and to the Universe through holy Acts; that the things we covet and need are in abudance, truly the scarcity of our world … it’s honesty and it’s freedom, it’s the things we think we have, and really don’t even begin to understand “what was missing” until we start talking … about this message–this message from god and the heavens above … and the whole of the “ex machina” that is the Universe and the future … and the past “us before us” in every single word.


Strangely … I’m somewhat obligated to tell you this quite literally doesn’t appear to be Kansas–as in it’s not … excatly … the world I grew up in. It’s physically different–literally there appear to be different “rules governing the nature of this place” … and again quite literally there appear to be roads (whole strips of road on US1, for instance) that are so different from what I remember, that it’s got to be intentional.

I appear to have been “dropped into this place” sort of like Peter in JJ Abrams “Fringe” … stolen from “the Otherside” and the differences here don’t stop at just a few altered buildings. The changes started “accelerating” sometime during my “Albatross” visit to Las Vegas (link to a similar discussion about chronicling the … strange stories I’m living); and I sort of mark the whole of the change with a week long “delusion” that I was dropped into [a Soviet “fake Fort Lauderdale”] where literally everyone … was pretending to be a communist spy. Here’s a good marker, this “portal” that replaces and connects … what was once a brick monument to a number of people who funded “Lauderdale By the Sea’s” development–where I distinctly remember seeing the name Robert McNamera; who was the Secretary of Defense under JFK. The bricks (which were copper or some other shiny metal) have been replaced with “Broward County” … plastic-looking counterparts.

All of the names had been replaced, and literally I walked down the road to see signs explaining stores were closed two days a week (this is several weeks before COVID), on Wednesday and Sunday; for a reason which I originally thought must be some kind of strange religious counterpart to the stories of the time of Paul Revere (where they literally stoned (or tarred and feathered) people for working on Sundays) … and then imagined up some story about being on a space station, which flowed well from the “Vegas Strong” story of literally being on a “Nirvane” (as in Nirvana, a term I’ve “coined” to sort of describe “Heaven on Earth” as in being able to do Heavenly things like change the face of buildings and matter in general … in reality) space port. The sub-thought or thread was that we had to change the “air” or “water” on the space station in order to accommodate several different species–either that or the stuff just had to be cleaned.

MEVATHI | TOASTRAM

This all sounds … a little “outlandish (though its not):” thinking about it–except it was (and still is) my literal reality; the place that I feel like I’ve been dropped into as some sort of Heavenly joke–something that has continued into our literal insane response to COVID … en masse … right down to the coining of “social distancing” and the idea that we should all become hermits that literally don’t need to work or continue the machinations of civilization; and everything will be just fine.

Everything will not be just fine; the Earth will stop turning, and Heaven will stop … “running.” You’ll see that’s a natural reaction to not having any power–and/or to what I do believe is a planned … “all stop” … one that appears to be part of a designed “finale first” that might be related to the total loss of morality in the skies, and/or something as simple as the need to perform an OEM factory hardware upgrade … of the “stuff of the sky” … which I’ve likened before to “magneto-space-mold” and/or the “Moss” of the birth name of Trinity in the Matrix.

It is probably no accident that we are looking at COVID and other “retroviruses” as a possible cause or means of … a hardware upgrade of something much more advanced and semi-biological in origin.

I commented earlier this week to a group of researchers who have done research specifically on “coronavirus” … about how their research might be related to time travel technology (and through that link, obviously Heaven … and “Ourbus” :).

This was written in preface to “MYLIFE” which I distributed to this group of 20,000 individual researchers who had not received anything from me directly before.

Hello, you are receiving this email because a paper you have written or had this email address has been published and associated with the SARS-COVID-19 virus. I am attempting to find “new readers” for the work that I’ve published and widely distributed throughout the world. It should be simple to find archives of it; there are several links in this email [groogleo.m/a/reallyhim.com/forum/#!searchin/salud as/download$20archive%7Csort:date/saludas/qgMlNH-jP6M/xi-iLwiqBgAJ]

… which provide locations to download the entirety of “what I’ve written since 2016” (and a little more) … in addition to readers I am looking for individuals to take it upon themselves to download and back up this archive to optical media–in the very real “possible case” of an EMP attack on our planet that links Genesis 3’s “don’t go to sleep … now” … documentation of what appears to be, an attack with an oscillating magnetic field to “put everyone to sleep temporarily.” You’ll note that link above links to the phrase “sleep now” and Dark City, something which has all but disappeared frrom Amazon’s library; and you should see that as a “very real problem” … I hope you’ve seen that movie, it’s a real classic.

I’ve likened the research I downloaded from MIT’s news article … to something of an “Apollo 13” … another story I think very much documents the use of time travel technology in order to solve a very real “world problem” … before it becomes fatal. I’m not sure if you are … or would be aware of that … its very possible and could be done without your knowledge … “at all.” It’s also possible that you could remember something today, and then … “in a flash” have no idea what the ** Hellemal I’m talking about tomorrow.

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If you open this email more than 3 times; or send it to more than three people that open it, you’ve Biblically done a “here I am”’ [followerofoneorg/6-people-who-said-here-i-am-to-god/] … and you will be added to the “low traffic list” that gets an email about once or twice a week. Sometimes I get busy … doing other things; and email less. Hardly ever more. You’ll note I’ve probably or possibly sent you two emails this week–please don’t think that’s normal.

If you do nothing, you will receive almost zero future communications directly from me. You will also not be invited to my Pizza Party; [ALLOL:

GOOGLE RESULTS, IMGOO TAR

I am literally FORCED to respond to the worlds lack of “intelligent response” [BETHESDAY (below)] to this message because of what appears to literally be a conspiracy to commit murder … and/or cause psychological torture against me; perpetrated by what appears to be absolutely everyone on the planet. In person, online, the lack of human emotion and “touch of affection” goes much deeper; I get no clicks on anything that would help me make enough money to “eat” and [c… c our eat I … as in “grab my ass” [XXBB] in parallel to the same acronyms: Good Morning, America (this is a retro-invite)] … I get few to no intelligent responses to anything I write, despite asking for significant help … which what I believe myself to be one of the most lucrative endeavors any human or Terran or anything in Heaven itself has ever undertaken – the end of representative democracy and the beginning of a “technocracy or oligarchy” where everyone … literally everyone instantly becomes a technofile, and an “oligarch.” I know kung fu. [REASON, ARTANWORDS, BELINSKY] …

BY THE CREATOR OF LANGUAGE, AND HIS EYE; PEN, SEE ISME_

I’m talking about Universal Voting; “the race is not to Die Bold” [CHALK] … as in "the voting machines are not winning the war–we are.



It’s probably important to note here … there’s a definite pattern and link … between things like the “advent” of penicillin and religion, specifically the story of Sodomy and Gomorrah; the word [KEFLEX] and here the connection between the “TEN” of Nintendo, Tennessee and “Often …” as in “Heaven is often of the Planet X”

… and the new series of anti-viral drugs, noting specifically “HyTENOFOVIR,” Oseltamivir and sofosbuvir and velpatasvir … which note a Holy link between ICS, Leviticus (and Fievel!) and of course, “decontamination” and “TEN.” I think it’s clear that these medications are part of “our religion” and this plan and path to … end all disease and “overcome death itself …” I am trying to show you the way; it’s not silence … nor is it “being OK with Hell.


The strangeness–this changing of our past our words is a "dangerous advent’ … something that could result in the total loss of “logic” in our history; which may have very well already happened. For me I started noticing it … for the very first time–agian–in Los Angeles, with just two words, “prerogative” and “turmeric.” I was very sure these words were … different and it’s clear … probably to both me and you that it was an added “R” in each word that made them so. I … of course immediately wrote about “the thing I had noticed” and there in LA noted Britney Spears song of the same name from many decades earlier, and a recently released perfume … again called “prerogative.” It’s a word related to me, like “big box little box” and … “motivated self interest” … a word that I often spoke and, though I wasn’t sure … looked very strange.

Today I’m sure, it’s the whole of our history, in everything from “Morning Has Broken” to … “Back to the Future” reminding us what it’s like to grow up in a place that has no true breginning of time, no true start–here it’s obvious after inspection that we are living in a place something like the story I told …

“What if” … major world powers were battling with time travel technology rather than the “cold war of nuclear holocaust” … we’d very much never know about it, about another power using the same tools … or about changes, possibly until it was too late, until something was lost forever.

my life got twist turned upsidown
i had become the prince of the air

how long … how long will I slide

i heard your voice through a photograph
i thought it up it brought up the past
once you know you can never go back

when the cows come home; and see the pigs flying

Long story … short and unwritten; we really need to have an in depth conversation about things like “Transhumanism and Nietzsche” … modern medical neuroscience and abortion, and the link between these things and heaven, ascension and Koshruit Law, Halal and the Sacred Cows of Ymir … you really need to be involved in that, and in Castling our Crooks; and in … how exactly we use ID4’s majestical floating orbs and Uber Eats to … end world hunger. I’m starting here with Flipper; and instantly, it’s obviously the wrong place to begin.

We need to stop bullets “in the air” and not doing that is the end of you. These things are not optional–they are life and death; literally here “Heaven or No more. -Mor”

Way back when; “a long long time ago” it was a Yiddish “double meaning” before I knew what doublespeak was–“be a mensch” … the yentas (and my mom) would say, and basically it meant … “be a good little boy.” I see now it means something else, in the context of Neitsche specifically that “be a man” phrase turns into “be superman” in any other language;

… in the original German it’s clear, it’s literally Transhumanism itself “transplanted” through time a few centuries early–like I’ve always commented “communism” just a few centuries early to remedy the “Loch Ness Monster.com” with something more than just “Facebook’s Jupiter API” … to give us … Second Life, new happiness and new interests; something for the Castle-workers … to think about. This world, it’s the dream come true … “of the electron and the microscope” the beauty of “Occulus Rift” … without occipital risk.

 


he loves me, he loves me not;
petal after petal, something about
ight and … “roses are red”
violets, hey – that’s not blue

i’m not stupid, and neither are you

This is Eros; on … the world just finding out what it is that Jerusalem truly means, this Temple-world; a Holy shrine to the god of Lust and Wine.

It was several successive “revelations” hitting me on the head just like Newton’s apple … seeing Dr. Seuss tie through “here, there and everywhere” the link between the name Jesus and Dionysus; one I just never saw, and then magically one day–more obvious than sin. It came at the same time I read about Dionysus linking directly to the “Yahu” and the “Yahweh” of Egypt and Israel; and that sort of “rings true” in more ways than one. So it comes as no surprise that Asmodai would link those to the 2/AD birthday of Cupid, and of “Lust incarnate” … even if I’ve only had a handful of girlfriends … and to our sty–I’m thirsty.

Crossing my fingers and hoping the Nile is about to overflow with "shamayim."

Of course there are other “loves involved” we’ve covered Rick and Mortys’ “here I seek ascension and … amor” … as well as Ubuntu/Agape reigning down from the Heavens …

This is the last one I’m going to mention today; it’s a change in the name of the Norse god Nanna; who I used to associate with Inanna (who is a male) and “possession.” Sometime between 2017 and now the last name “Nepsdottir” was added to her wikipedia page; in what appears to be a sort of song and dance with Taylor; of course I’ve started calling her “teetee” instead of “Tay” … mostly because of this name, but also with an eye wondering if it’s related to Sloane, and perhaps a world in the past where she had no “little sister.” It;'s something I probably wouldn’t have thought about before Julian was born, seeing as I have no younger siblings.

In Norse mythology, Nanna Nepsdóttir or simply Nanna is a goddess associated with the god Baldr. Accounts of Nanna vary greatly by source. In the Prose Edda, written in the 13th century by Snorri Sturluson, Nanna is the wife of Baldr and the couple produced a son, the god Forseti. After Baldr’s death, Nanna dies of grief. Nanna is placed on Baldr’s ship with his corpse and the two are set aflame and pushed out to sea. In Hel, Baldr and Nanna are united again. In an attempt to bring back Baldr from the dead, the god Hermóðr rides to Hel and, upon receiving the hope of resurrection from the being Hel, Nanna gives Hermóðr gifts to give to the goddess Frigg (a robe of linen), the goddess Fulla (a finger-ring), and others (unspecified). Nanna is frequently mentioned in the poetry of skalds and a Nanna, who may or may not be the same figure, is mentioned once in the Poetic Edda, compiled in the 13th century from earlier traditional sources.

Inanna[a] is an ancient Mesopotamian goddess associated with sex, war, justice, and political power. She was originally worshiped in Sumer and was later worshipped by the Akkadians, Babylonians, and Assyrians under the name Ishtar.[b] She was known as the “Queen of Heaven” and was the patron goddess of the Eanna temple at the city of Uruk, which was her main cult center. She was associated with the planet Venus and her most prominent symbols included the lion and the eight-pointed star. Her husband was the god Dumuzid (later known as Tammuz) and her sukkal, or personal attendant, was the goddess Ninshubur (who later became the male deity Papsukkal).

I previously wrote about Nanna, Inanna and Tammuz here: On the Salted Road thru the Amduat


When I was a younger boy (than today); I used to comment that “all languages lead to Jerusalem” … that was the world I grew up in, it was … I remember “verifying it” that in that place Cyrillic and Japanese and Chinese were read right to left, paralleling the hidden Bible Code that I’ve based much of my analysis of the Torah and the Koran and … the Norse Key of Ragnarok on. Here I look, and that doesn’t exist at all in our history, I can’t tell you to if it included Hindi or cuneiform … but you would probably imagine that it did. I can’t tell you if it was “one in the same” with seeing Koran written in that direction in English in the word Ragnarok, or if this is some other later places where that was done and undone. I can tell you for sure that I connected this Bible Code from Hebrew4Christians to this … idea that the idiomatic “all roads lead to Rome” and the idea that “Jerusalem is the city of time” and …

MISCHADPUCHUH | FIRST | CON NET I C UT

I read about … as a small child that the rabbis that were responsible for transcribing the Torah had found … “an error” one that they together decided was “intentionally made by God” … I recall it being something very small, something like the “past imperfect tense” being used in one of “his many names.” Today that’s just not the case; I look around and there’s an entirely new … set of errors. Names of major books appear to me have been changed. Bernidbar … the book of Numbers now connects to Jesus’ manger, “styrofoam” and thirsty–it also links to Bernie Sanders and to my grandfathers first name; something I would have noticed, and remembered. Leviticus’ Hebrew name reminds of Valkyrie–something else I probably would have noticed. Most importantly, the entirety of the “broken Vav” in Leviticus … it appears to be a “grave error” one that at least the scribes would have noticed; and I recall nearly perfectly reading about that particular event. Things are changing, and it’s not a good thing that we don’t have a documented history–either that or I’m really from … another world, and that too would be quite scary for me … to “wake up” in a new place made with … grave mistakes.

Of course it’s “s-typical” of the pig-sty I’ve come to know–a place where we have little regard for … things like history and continuity of reality–numerous stories I’ve walked through, literally discussing nothing less tragic and grave than a mass disregard for the need to have … “plausible historical causality” as in, “well, we know the broken vav didn’t happen until at least the first time ‘I came’” and we know in my life that ties to a causal and historical marker, a car accident in November 2001 that probably resulted in my death or Lazarus’ physical incapacitation in a past or divergent timeline. I stand here reading … a timeline of the blood of Jesus Christ, one that connects to Adam in Eden and Abraham in Ur; and it ties through divergence in Ishmael and Isaac (of course I identify with all four of those character) as well as Saul, Paul and David; all the way to Joseph in Egypt (whose coat and dream I read and spoke about for my Hafterah (sic)); and his link to Josephus, Joseph the father of Christ and … his paul-bearer, Joseph of Arimathea.

Of course … I literally believe myself to be “living the life of the first Joseph” sold “into slavery” to write this message for … basically nothing … by his brothers–here “alternate Adams” and dreaming literally breathing Heaven into existence through … well, I suppose through you :/.

Are Dolphins Smarter Than You? | Planet Pailly

Flipper, Sea Quest and … hey, Carlos? Are you there?

In the beginning of “my story here” … the phrase “7 people” didn’t mean the same thing it means today–once a long time ago it meant the union of two species, something like the comparable Martian and Earthling joinder you would have gotten by adding those planets index from the sun … 3 and 4 together … and that mean that kind of union, working together, that was the “beginning of Heaven.”

join·der

/ˈjoindər/ noun

LAW TERM

  1. the action of bringing parties together; union.

“the joinder of parties”

Today it means … “not 8” in my lexicon, or Adamic; or the common usage that I hear the people around me using; something like “ignoring” … or not “knowing my name” … and that’s probably a temporary fleeting kind of meaning, it seems like it’s been erased from existence by another force, or maybe through these messages and a kind of communication and diffusion in another place, perhaps what you consider Heaven today, that I do not see or understand. Regardless, I think as we struggle with food shortage and lack of “social togetherness” here in these coming weeks that we take special time to think about what it means to live in a “Zu” or a “Zoo” ,… what it means to be in the spotlight and what it means to really “shine.”

This is “original work” … nearly everything I write about is sourced from some kind of external source, an “idea” someone else had, that I connected with another idea, and another group of people–sometimes a band or a cast from a movie or a group of authors or maybe even sometimes just one. The majority of my work is uncited, though I link back to original sources in the “GNU style” of showing you how that gives those authors and those people an additional voice, an ability to “add to what I’ve said” in a way that most people … most people haven’t been afforded as of yet. Once, a long time ago I had a commenting system that allowed people to directly edit or comment on this writing as I was writing it, it was nearly instantly removed by forces outside myself, and today–seeing the lack of commenting in other places and the general “air” of not being happy with anything I’ve written–I’m almost happy that nobody else helped write a single one of these words. You’re attitude is wrong, your analysis is wrong; and you simply do not understand the amount of work or the

FLIPPER, JCE COITURE… DSV

There’s plenty of fiction about it … talking dolphins in the SeaQuest TV series–and whales that save humanity from an alien invasion … in the Star Trek movie, “The Voyage Home.” Here we are, finally “[not talking about it again” (hello darkness], the bane of my existence) and it’s almost as if you really think the humans you see around you every day are absolutely worthless. Literally the founders and creators of Heaven–it appears very much to me like I am staring at a hidden alien invasion of our minds … even sometimes by something that may have come directly from this place, and you’ve simply just decidekd that all of our history, and everything that we are … right down to “Americana itself” … is simply below you. You are in for a rude awakening.

I stare around me at monsters, cannibals, literally a group … a gigantic conspiracy of torturers; attempting to destroy me and this message, and with it the whole of the future–using disgusting psychological torture and threats … through a communication mechanism that is literally torture in and of itself. You, nobody has a right to “view what’s going on inside your head” … and especially to use it to create psychological damage–which is all you have become in my mind in these last days, even those of you that do nothing more than “sit back and watch.” We here, humanity–we have a God given right to privacy, and even though we have spoken numerous occasions (myself, and Senator Wyden, for instance) about how technology might change how we deal with things like “technological privacy” – the disgusting invasion of my fourth amendment right; en masse here is nothing short of … it’s beyond tragedy–it literally appears to be the end of the Constitution, the United States, Heaven, and with those things “the future of civilization.”

This is the actual “meaning and purpose” of Jewish Kosher law; to ensure that the animals we eat are humanely slaughtered–the specific connection to “pigs flying” here, not just to David and the Parkland shooting … but also to Kill Devil Hills and the complete lack of any sane discussion about “Heaven” and “Doors” … in this place where the “gravity of the situation” clearly hasn’t clipped your wings yet. I don’t think you have a prayer, or a chance in Hell; to be honest. I really don’t.

You have come this far, and descended … to lows and pits I cannot even fathom; with a sickness that has nothing to do with SARS or “human engineered viruses” …

the thing this world is ignoring is far too big and far too sick to go unnoticed or be “sweeped under a rug.” This is really your last chance, I suggest you seize the opportunity to “change my mind.” As in today. Now.

So we've arrived in "Sniffleheim" ... which is my strange way of suggesting it's obvious that we aren't in Kansas anymore.  I don't like it at all.  I think we're trailing through the word "message" where ME has something to do with the missing heart of the Nicean Creed; which of course connects Heirosolyma with the Tempars and the missing word "mean" ... it's pretty mean that I'm here.  What the Hellemal am I doing here?  I don't belong here ... (we should all be nodding, or singing ... I think).

אור הכשים

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That's basically "Genesis and Job."

Nobody does, and that's the point of religion, that nobody should ever be in, or allow the disgusting Hell that we're staring at to ... be created in the first place.  Let alone contiue, let alone ... contribue to it in the way I see so many, even people I know very well, or thought I did.  I can see this is why it's happening--this massive "we're just OK with it" mentality, something that isn't like the world I grew up in and is going to create something that I literally think I need to ... force to change.

Joseph and the Amazing Technicolour Dreamcoat at The Rose, Brampton

long story short, Hellemal--hell sucks, let's do my KRS-1 thing, instead.  I mean h-our

On the other hand, I've got this gigantic message about rivers of self flowing dark matter ... like "Ruby on Rails" applied to "Roads neither to nor from Rome"  ... and all this wonderful "universal electronic semisubconscious voting" stuff ... and to be quite honest I don't even want to give it to you.  Waking up in this place, so far away from America, so far away from "patriotism" and so far away from any kind of empathy for either me or the "human condition" I'd almost just rather ... do exactly what ... nobody ... keeps not suggesting verbally, and "just stop trying to help."

I don't know what to say about the Chinese-Crown thing.  Trump seems to be doing a good job now, I was a little scared there.  The martial law scares me significantly, we can't see "dollar destruction" on the level we see it today .. for any extended period of time and avoid the "mafia-rule" that parallels the Cuban revolution and the fall of the USSR in the 1990's.  That's what we are looking at today, something that was thriving ... decimated .. turning around and looking ... well, "i feel stupid, it's contagious" (the band Nirvana, 1991... probably on "feeling stupid" being contageous as well as ... "get down with a sickness" ... about the "ill" part of illumination, the "green" thing, like--can't believe what we see... i.e. nobody talking or acting to stop the lack of ... "society, civilization, and humanity in genera.").  Just my two songs.  I mean sense.

REALLY SEE, THE
ELECTION IS NOT TO DIE BOLD IS UR KEY

table, chair.. see guitar.

Please sstop saying "social distancing" ... it's a sickness.  If the economy of the United States of America fails there is literally no Heaven.  I urge you all to "sign up" .... dot reallyhim dot com.  Either for that one or for ARXM; groupsogle.com/a/lama/forum/#!forum/arxm

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Don't buy GOOG... take it apart.  It's sick, and coughing.  Verily, I say unto you ... it's primary business ... "veracity" ... is a miserable failure.

This is just one example; it's pretty clear there's a "man in the middle attack" ... between the truth and the public--even if it's another "in metaphor see the CARINVORE project description; again" ... for censorship in our minds and on the web being connected, which of course they are.

SOUNDCHECK

He will judge between the nations and will settle disputes for many peoples. They will beat their swords into plowshares and their spears into plow shares. Nation will not take up sword against nation, nor will they train for war anymore.  --Isaiah 2:4

http://finance.yahoo.com/quote/CAT?p=CAT&.tsrc=fin-srch

http://finance.yahoo.com/quote/PLOW?p=PLOW&.tsrc=fin-srch


 

… “He doesn’t seem to believe that the soul is eternal, whereas Arjuna does,” says Thompson. “The fourth argument in the Gita is really that death is an illusion, that we’re not born and we don’t die. [excerpted from previous message] …

VINCE MCMAHON: AND WE’RE CALLING THE VERY FIRST ONE … “SOMETHING LIKE RUE DE ALDOUS” … LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, GET READY FOR THE MAIN EVENT.


I don’t have much to say; I feel like the mirror I’ve described for many years now–if not very clearly for several months … the "thing of Perseus that kills Medusa via cognizance of the fact that “us” and “phones” are about what I see in the world as your actual role in this faux and ridiculous marriage of Persephone. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, that’s what I’m saying. Humanity as a whole appears to be a worthless travesty, something so far more depraved than I ever could have imagined I feel … morbidly awckward having “so much so say” and still so many joyful and worthwhile things to believe I (and we) had to offer, were we not so pathetically absent of any kind of actual honesty or morality … in sum; I’d like to give you all just a smidgen less than you offer me–and that makes me leaps and bounds a better person than each and every one of you, in my mind.

TESTING … ONE OVERTWO …

See I offer w~sd~m, and something like a solemn vow that I’d never treat you as horribly and disgustingly as I see you all, collectively as a sick group, treating me. Something like the Golden Rule reversed, if you can’t see past the sickness of Karma, you deserve to be worshipping Audumbla as your sole source of … “no nothing and nada” that you truly do not deserve.


That being said, my life has been filled with some kind of strange light from some kind of strange place that is neither the “here” nor “there” of Seuss or Lucifer or whomever spoke from some cesspool “not here” that this place should be the light of Genesis 1:3.

Let there be light” is an English translation of the Hebrew יְהִי אוֹר (yehi 'or) found in Genesis 1:3 of the Torah, the first part of the Hebrew Bible. In Old Testament translations of the phrase, translations include the Greek phrase γενηθήτω φῶς (genēthētō phōs) and the Latin phrases fiat lux and lux sit.

“She kinda knew” one of my fancy ways of saying the Spirit of God hovered over the previous verse, wondering if at all … or if ever we would find the words “everyone” and “shekinah” … something more than “kinda novell.”

VER CIN GETORIX

Verizon Communications Inc. (About this soundlisten (help·info)) (/vəˈraɪzən/ və-RY-zən) is an American multinational telecommunications conglomerate and a corporate component of the Dow Jones Industrial Average.[10] The company is based at 1095 Avenue of the Americas in Midtown Manhattan, New York City,[4] but is incorporated in Delaware.

In 1984, the United States Department of Justice mandated AT&T Corporation to break up the Bell System into seven companies, each a Regional Bell Operating Company (RBOC), commonly referred to as “Baby Bells”. One of the Baby Bells, Bell Atlantic,[11] came into existence in 1984, consisting of the separate operating companies New Jersey Bell, Bell of Pennsylvania, Diamond State Telephone, and C&P Telephone, with a trading area from New Jersey to Virginia. This company would later become Verizon.

AT&T Mobility LLC or AT&T U.S. Mobility, also known as AT&T Wireless, marketed as simply AT&T, is a wholly owned subsidiary of AT&T Inc. that provides wireless services to 165.9 million subscribers in the United States,[4] including Puerto Rico and the U.S. Virgin Islands. AT&T Mobility is the largest wireless telecommunications provider in the United States and Puerto Rico ahead of Verizon Wireless and the largest wireless telecommunications provider in North America when including AT&T Mexico.

Originally known as Cingular Wireless (a joint venture between SBC Communications and BellSouth) from 2000 to 2007, the company acquired the old AT&T Wireless in 2004; SBC later acquired the original AT&T and adopted its name. Cingular became wholly owned by AT&T in December 2006 as a result of AT&T’s acquisition of BellSouth.
Vercingetorix (/ˌvɜːrsɪnˈdʒɛtərɪks, -ˈɡɛt-/ VUR-sin-JET-ər-iks, -⁠GET-, Latin: [wɛrkɪŋˈɡɛtɔriːks]; c. 82 BC – 46 BC) was a king and chieftain of the Arverni tribe; he united the Gauls in a revolt against Roman forces during the last phase of Julius Caesar’s Gallic Wars.

Vercingetorix was the son of Celtillus the Arvernian, leader of the Gallic tribes. Vercingetorix came to power after his formal designation as chieftain of the Arverni at the oppidum Gergovia in 52 BC. He immediately established an alliance with other Gallic tribes, took command and combined all forces, and led them in the Celts’ most significant revolt against Roman power. He won the Battle of Gergovia against Julius Caesar in which several thousand Romans and allies died and Caesar’s Roman legions withdrew.

RIMINAL

spears/riminal

“We weren’t sure something was wrong.”

That was the “geist” of the conversation between Britney and I. It was the first. actual. conversation that I can remember having with her–in the kind of ethereal-portal way that all of her songs were…almoist that before this strangely relevent interaction, something i’d consider “personal news” … and would prefer to actually see on the news. The point here is clear, for some reason “can’t you see I’m calling everyone” doesn’t seem to be actual news to a single reporter … or a single person on the planet. Even though that’s exactly what it is, she’s calling literally absolutely everyone about the “audacity” of … something or someone between god and the city of … well, “Audenacity.”

"Momma, don't cry"

Adam beckons the Crimson Tide; wonders if anyone else is turning … and still can’t get a “pingback” from @britneyspears, @tuttlesinger or @danaschwartzzz despite the immense size of my … Schwartz; and sincere dezire to actually remove the “t” from the Israeli newspaper … “The Land”'s name … and the word for charity. Literally I’m staring at what appears to be sincerely hidden torture, something so sick and grotesque I can’t even “bear to remember” … and yet here I am, with nothing more than prayers for “Pax Amicaricanus” … and literally “taking over the entirety of the Universe” to stop what appears to be a downfall of morality and sanity that simply …

… doesn’t connect, “just. reply. to. the. tweet” to the answer to a question, “yes, I am mad.”


In the meantime I sent the video to my parents, since it appears that’s who it’s really “written and performed for” … to stop my mother from crying, or maybe me from yelling at them and blamjing them for what is actually and honestly your fault and your problem.

"I can't help it but I love him.'

Maybe she wants me to stop yelling at you too. Maybe tweets get autodeleted–maybe it’s impossible to “reply” … maybe this is all some kind of sick twisted joke in a Zoo of … honestly it feels like I’m all alone typing to the wind. Breath of God cited …

Vikissionoroarionovich … also cited … “Oh no.” Seriously, do something before things start being noticed, like the disappearance of freedom, speech, and the Eiffel Tower. (for some reason I see.. "the unspeakable ... the ineffable ...")


It’s been just about the worst few days I can remember … ever, in all of history. I think I’ve lost more respect for America … and “Americans” in the last week than I’ve had in all my lifetimes combined, literally seeing the fall of Babylon the Great with my own eyes … as the place that many fleed to from places like India and Cuba has fallen well below the levels of “anarchy” and the derangement of society than we saw took years and years of guerrilla activity … or “violence on the level of the Russian Cossacks/Spetznaz” …

cmon petal...  pedal to the ... metal.

here, in 2020; it’s taken no more than under a thousand deaths to shut down the economy of the most powerful nation in the world … sending the ants to huddle around the TV and their computers “social distancing” actually coining a phrase that makes me cringe inside as I can … do nothing but attribute it to the very same “covet means” that JFK told the world decades ago was part of a hidden conspiracy to degrade the American dream and American freedom …

jogging my memory, Miss American Dream started off with this "statement"

… today we stare at each other almost unpassioned, wondering when this will end, if it’s even real; most of all… if the future will remember it, or “if there’s any future at all.”

That’s what I think at least, or I see–without very much response–even still from the world that now screams as loud as it can that “we see you” and … in the same breath almost begs without more than a shotgun to my head for me to simply “shut up and stop talking” as they move down a course of action that appears to me to be … literally the total end of civilization.


Ancient of “Days” … writing on and about the Last of “Them.”

http://bemalinermccorp.com
http://silenceandbetrayalermccorp.com


excerpted from http://gruyeretpfbwdeft.onion/CHALK.html

The "gist" of the message is verifiable proof that we are living in a computer in simulated reality... just like the Matrix.  The answer to that question, what does that mean--is that God has woven a "hidden" message into our everything--beginning with each name and every word--and in this hidden Adamic language, he provides us with guidance, wisdom, and suggestions on how to proceed on this path from "raelity" to Heaven.  I've personally spent quite a bit of time decoding the message and have tried to deliver an interesting and "fun" narrative of the ideas I see.  Specifically the story of Exodus, which is called "Names" in Hebrew discusses a time shifted narrative of our "now" delivering our society from a hidden slavery (read as ignorance of advanced technologies already in use) that is described as the "darkness" of Exodus.  If you have any questions, ideas to contribute or concerns... I'd love to hear from you this whole thing really is about working together--Heaven, I mean.

What should we "do?"

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"anything but this,"

The message focuses on the "new" disclosure that "Creation" and "virtual reality" are nearly synonymous, sans the positive energy surrounding the "re"-ason, you.  That's a tiny electrical engineering joke about the word "cation" to introduce you to a hidden message encoded in the languages of our world--something you might see clearly one day soon in the word "English."  That particular "l" is short for language, but more generally it is the beginning of the great holy light.  That little 'l" makes further appearances in "every cloud has a silver lining" (and the malovious link between sky and Heaven) joining the Fifth Element Silicon to the Spanish for "to see."  The fundamental "gist" of the message that follows is a sort of key tying religion to nearly everything in our world from music, to movies, to history... to every single word.  This key to the message unites the miracles of Jesus Christ performed in the New Testament with "the kind of thing any one of us would want to do instantly if we were to suddenly find out that things like land, oil, and bread are not truly scarce; but the truth is."  It continues to link a number of Biblical stories to modern times with a huge emphasis on freedom, technology, and of course, U.

"The Name Server" goes on to suggest we see the light in Carly Simon, Gene Simmons, and the word "simulation" as we embark on this journey to all together now change the entire world by transitioning from a hidden "simulated reality" to something much closer to, but not quite Heaven.  I do hope we will include The Doors in our "stairway to Heaven."

bygod.whenistheapocalypse.com

 

JUNE 23; 2016 & 2017

"WE WILL NOT GO QUIETLY INTO THE NIGHT, WE WILL NOT VANISH WITHOUT A FIGHT."

On Christmas Eve 2016clarified this message from the Creator of our youNiverselinking the story of Exodus (Hebrew: Book of Names) to George W. Bush's inaugural address on 1/20/2001, to the definitive verse heralding the Second Coming, Revelation 1:20, and to the 9/11 attack.  This message proves that the name Die Bold and the events surrounding our election process and its transition to a more technologically advanced system has been artificially retarded.  Several days later, following Revelation  1, I sent to as many public servants as I could find a continuation of that message that adds a significant number of problems in our justice and "retribution" system to the list of artificially created problems; along with a poignant suggestion that we use this proof of the existence of time travel technology in order to implement pre-crime.
 

The following is a clear and concise explanation of the mystery of Revelation 1:20, a 1:1 connection between the "stars and lampstands" and the planets, gods they represent, and a single chemistry element; proving that science predates religion and our fundamental understanding of the universe, of science, and of technology... is connected to religion.

 The mystery of the seven stars which thou sawest in my right hand, and the seven golden candlesticks. The seven stars are the...

The message ties together with President Bush's recitation of the lines of Ecclesiastes 9:11, which in-order describe each element-planet combination.   A simple substitution of the word "race" for "election" and combining the first and second lines yields almost exactly "the election is not to the voting booth."  This verse of Ecclesiastes which the President paraphrased clearly answer the mystery of Revelation 1:20.   The first of many "unseen patterns" revealed in the Holy Bible is this connection between chapter and verse and predicted dates in our timeline.

returned, and saw that under the sun, 

Hg     that the race is not to the swift,
Na     nor the battle to the strong,
Xe     neither yet bread to the wise,
Fe     nor yet riches to men of understanding,
Si     nor yet favour to men of skill;
lol but time and chance happeneth to ((save)) them all.
 

This is not the kind of message that most people "just get" by glancing at it for a few moments.  Much I write sounds some like The Boss's "we didn't start the fire," and that's not because Adam is imitating art, it's because there's not really a simple way to show people proof that spans between words, and cultures, and time... without listing them.  To really grasp the impact of what I am presenting you not only have to have a decent understanding of linear time and causality, you also have to have a working knowledge of the history of language.  On top of all of that you have to see that what I am delivering proves that the "etymology" we believe as a society to be hard and fast truth is not so true, that there is some way that a hidden influence has adultered our entire history, and in doing so has woven a message from the beginning of time to today that is designed very simply to show us the "and and" at the beginning of the word "etymology" to show us that this is about "eternity," and it bleeds into "et tu Brute?" from Shakespeare's Julius Caesar and to the Taming of the Shrew.  

Still, enough people should understand the impact and import of this message that it should be "spreading like wildfire" it should be in the news already, it's that big of a deal, and many of you recognize that.  That's the light here, there's a problem. 

With clear articulation, this is the kind of message that I've always said was best delivered yesterday (or earlier), should never have been needed, would never work again, but in this one moment in time... seeing it and understanding it is the catalyst that helps us change everything--it might just be pure genius.  Everything wrong in the world is the fault of some esoteric force, whether it's technology, or that technology being secret, or in all honestly some primal drive to help us change all the things that are wrong all around us, as quickly as possible, to move us forward with a newfound togetherness.  I've said that my "Achilles heel" is that this disruption is contrived, designed, a plan to built to help change the things that we all know are wrong, and still seem to overlook... that damned unseen force.  


TOYSWITHTRAINS

It appears today that instead of Japan we are … or have already sold our future to China. It’s clear in what I see happening in the mobile phone market, in the consolidation and lack of diversity there–from Google to Motorola.

It’s clear at Lenovo, and it’s clear at NTT Verio–the “customer and business” former portions of @IBM’s business line; something connecting to the “NTT DoCoMo” catchy city-state “Nippon.”

Not that I even know what Nippon means, just that it’s got something to do with SBC, ATT and … NTT.

gOh, and China buying Disney-world, Las Vegas, ABC … maybe … at least in my dreams.

Coconcurrently we are basically seeing the shut down of Las Vegas, and “all american free market businesses” with underlying talks of nationalization of the … transportation and medication enterprises; something I wouldn’t have forseen coming, even in my wildest. If this were me doing it, you’d be looking at the “Castle-ing” of medical response, something like the instant delivery of a vaccine/cure and the closing of hospitals, jails and prisons–at the Hospitaliers … somewhat parallel; but I don’t think it’s me.

Staring at our “Times New Roman Rios” … there’s some need for the “nationalization” of something like an intra or inter “Terran” connected to the Suez and Panama canals; but not the entirety of transportation… are the roads actually going to open, Nike?

Are they?

sweet like candy to my soul, sweet you rock... and sweet you roll.  Lost for you, I'm so lost for you...

take me down to the Paradise City, where the girls are green... and the grass is pretty

found between Taylor and Nero's symphony... if Jesus Christ and rock and roll can't save,,,

upon these pour souls, we'll build Heaven... and call me ho-me

 

care for a dance, and while I'm in the front.. my play on time is won

think you're going to dance with me? you're never gonna dance with me..

does what she's taking not seem to bother you?

you're ballroom days are over, baby... you get yours, and i'll get mine

 

take these broken wings, and learn to fly

come on baby, it's time to set the night on fire

we don't have to worry about nothing, cuz we got the fire... fire... fire...

god's re-re-creation, on the new day: morning has broken

 

i will get you high, i will make you cry... 

this is it... i'm radio-active... 

for my love of america, i march on...

i make our heart sing...

 


​and the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls...

who lit the candle, started the fire, burnt down the fortress?

and God, I know... I've won, welcome to the House of The Great Light

and all the girls... dreamt that they'd be your partner

 

and then... you come crash, into me.... telling it like it is, you are in a boy's dream

we both do quite well, dancing all the time--dancing, all the time

you and me, play... for all of the loneliness that nobody notices now...

 

this storm outside and this fire's bright, oh and in your eyes... I see what's on my mind... you've me wild, turned around inside

and i'm gonna love you... when the stars fall from the sky... for they are you and i...

bring on the girls...

 

there's nothing i can say or do... it's a total eclipse of our heart

there's nothing you can say or do, i am stronger than yesterday

 

this time, i'm going to let it all come out, this time.. i'm going to stand up and shout

cuz my head is underwater, and i'm breathing fire

 

come, as you are... as i want you to be

there will be peace when i am done

i am, i am, i am....

<3

to be or not to be?

 

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SOLVED, PLANETS DESCRIBED IN ORDER IN...

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take a look... "the race is not to the swift" obviously links to Mercury 

... and TIME and chance linking to Saturn and ... now.

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1:1 PLANETS TO ELEMENTS, STARS AND LAMPSTANDS, LIGHT ( c l i ca)

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LOOK, BUSH SPEECH, ON 1/20/2001 ABOUT 9/11

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pa, Ra: do x is a statement that, despite apparently sound reasoning from true premises, leads to an apparently self-contradictory or logically unacceptable conclusion.[1][2] A paradox involves contradictory yet interrelated elements that exist simultaneously and persist over time.[3][4][5]

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ALBATROSS. SINATRA ... GTK+ AND THE LEAVENING OF OUR "CONNECTING THE BEGINNING AND THE H"


Ho Trendory;

I've had quite the experience here, sitting now in Las Vegas at a place called Desert Hope--too much "interesting stuff" has happened not to do some significant updating to the "record in the cloud" before moving forward.  I do have some idea of where I'm going at this point, and plan on writing a "We the [something] / When in the course of Terran events" type ... call it a "statement of revolutionary purpose" sometime in the next few weeks.  I am going to do some "billboard advertising" after reworking the website to evade previous virus-definition matches I've noticed on Google, Barracuda, Facebook and in a few other places.  While I'm sure it's not the actual "down to Earth" reason this thing hasn't yet taken flight, it's one more drop in the bucket of teary reasons why that I can actually remedy; so I will.

I've reached a sort of "fork in the road" one where I clearly ... so clearly now more than ever see the Fork and the parT at the beginning and the end of Frost's name; as a kind of "artistic communication" that I was so very blind to my entire life, here in this place where I hope more than anything that my early readings of the lack of "art" in the end of the Shehekiyanu's "lazman haz eh" doesn't mean that the very first time I see and relay the key to this message that it results in something like "the day the music disappeared" ... though I think nobody would deny at this point that we are looking at a very quiet symphonic rendition of the THX ... "the response to his SOS in Sound of Silence" is maddening if not also deafening.

I've had quite a bit of fun sort of "Gonzo story telling" a twist on the Land of Great and sometimes Salt Lakes ... connecting floating orbs of LOX (liquid oxygen) to the COOH- carboxylic acid chains that I somehow think are the fuel of solar flares connecting to our Ozone shield ... "or something."  The twist of course is a Terran O'Riordan Cosmic Aerterial system to the stuff of a living heaven and a living transportation infrastructure that most likely already here at this point spans a number of interstellar and at least "intra galactic" roads/rivers in a story that started out with the video game the Master of Orion and barely a mention of "where the truth lies" in Andromeda and has probably linked reality and time travel to a point where I actually heard a number (albeit the statistically nominal N; sitting in the Delano during the few hours I wasn't sure if it was also the El Dorado) of galaxies that might already be linked by this psuedo-futuristic system. 

L’dor va-dor nagid godlekha u-l’netzah
n’tzahim k’dushat’kha nakdish.
V’shivhakha Eloheinu mi-pinu lo yamush
l’olam va-ed, ki El melekh gadol v’kadosh
atah.
Barukh atah Adonai ha-El ha-kadosh.

I'm reading ... very slowly ... a Star Wars spin-off novel that talks about the invasion of a race of biotech exclusive (as if biology wasn't also very clearly technology) utilizers called the Yuuzhan Vong; who are "gung ho and dead set" on ridding the galaxy of driods and Jedi--which might go along with something like the "emancipation" that I envision freeing our biological brains of "psuedo-self-controlling soul like components" as well as "strange missing-stork" literature; in what once again appears to be the "virgin again" rebirth of the "LC of RUDEM" that ties in some Hebrew stuff I've been talking about; the phrase L'DOR VA'DOR, which means "from generation to generation" and directly relates to the knowledge and practices passed down ... in that manner ... although I read into it something more, like control of a new Heaven, something like a new R happening for each succession of generation; though here I only look at the Boomers, our X, the Millenials and Z; again tying to that chinese four character word for "anachronism" ...

时代错误

On the other side of the fork in our living Frost-Brite Highway ... a sort of epiphanic realization that the original intent of the phrase "Living Document" in our Amertican micro-metl-cosmic map ... is truly and actually about this application that we are about to build to help automate and streamline the process of electronic voting and collaborative legislation... what will most likely actually become a "living program" ... in a sort of parallel to the "See our Light" emancipation and enfranchisement of the Sons of Dazed and Confused ... and thern I trail off wondering if you remember or heard or can connect it to what might be the original intent and purpose of the acronymic name "Aldous Huxley."

   


For continuity; I'm including the few sporadic and mildly interesting emails I wrote while in Las Vegas; at the end the entirety of the "front facing 135 chapters" are included in gzipped and uuencoded form.

VI SHI N AN KET ASE (LEC) T ARINATION GAZPROMIL POST "SCARCITY D" OF ARMEAN SIGNAL "BAR" GUY ... ON LL "EGSTYIONA" SND 3GP TO "ESD-SERVER" AND NETWORK TIME PROTOCOL SYN

 am at a hotel I registered on Priceline called "the Delano" (Uavisu/Tahoe convo ayer "rela-table" ... the entrance was under covered parking and said the name, though now I look out the window at a complex that appears to be called 

 
... the "MANDELAY" ...
 
Noting a recent "civilian sort of kids raid on what they called "Area 51" that I;m pretty sure took place in New Mexico--and wondered as I looked at the "NLA" wondering if anyone else previousloy associated it with the name of the state NEVADA
 
recalling the movie "The Signal" I stare with a feeling of deja vu with an assuredness I've been at this place before; a sort of Metacosm of Casino fixtures from the Luxor ... notably a giant Pyramid, obelixh ....
 
I laughed heartily at seeing "Grand Plan Nautinsel Ecto Town" .... and the memory and image of staring out a hotel at an ... it appears to be an executive airport--I just saw a prop plane take off.  I had a sort of "deja vu within a cinema'ous" of the scene in Lucy staring at hte intersection of "Wall and 5th" or whatever the Resolut pair stood as ... the entry point of the New World major shipping port of call.

Wovvlers of RAID-5 Backup meta redundancy off blockchain emergency system rendezvous'ing first with a subset of "striping slave-drive blocks" ... for simplicity something like redundancevou a-block ijk-instance-same-set d-control-stripe-metablock ... then to attempt a full data integrity ... just prior here... to that check ...
 
and called it "tablelands\ ... first off table secondary bridge table;\" thinking about pringing now ROMCO from the warp-core-side-bridge ...
 
Is it Reno,  NV?  I see the colored gold of the El Dorado I know is there, but I don't recall if there is also one in LLNV
 
to be con't
 
---
 
 
 
of course it will probably turn out this airport scene is actually somewhere in South Vegas, and the snow I saw leaving los angeles aqnd the strange 15 minutes at the hours it took past the hour or so away Victorrville ...
 
===
 
"I didn't know I wasn't given any other instructions" she said, just a night or two before about whether or not she had the ... 
 
1. FUTBOL
2. QBIT
3. ONETCUSP

REMO, Z OF ZS, END OF ENDS--TO C VEGAS "AGIAN"

PerMeissica, nano, pico S04RKI#14 Constitution Class Constellation Starfleet Dock of the Mayflower Living DOM Programmable Law

I saw David Copperfield running around the wall, the <K Hakkiasen also on Emerald City

Humanity and my world have turned into one long bad trip like the best kind of LUcy in the Sky with diamonds... we don;t even remember the scene in fear and loathing in Las Vegas where Benito del Toro talks about

AD RENO CHROME
 
From Vatican City it says if Las Vegas is at the foot of waking up at Mt Sinai-a
 

that one time... When the Empire is the Force and the Rebel Alliance is Ra

Still having telecom issues, succinctly it’s clesr now the Shafow (in the shadows, is that a ‘hello shallow govt’) US regime is using obvious and blatantly unconstitutional mental health laws in order to ... specifically to torture me ... and more broadly a group of people I’ve written about a number of times, along with the NYT, Wired and a number of other news outlets.
 
Today it is more clear than ever that this small group of Targeted Individuals points out the glaring and obvious use of psychotronic weapons by “the Heavens” in order to create the appearance of insanity—keying to this conjecture that there is ...
 

fabulam arcu

I feel like I am the last human being on Earth, and in that phrase I mean in all of existence. I really do–and many of my opinions and probably overly slanted beguiling “complaints” are based on this sort of idea that I’ve been left behind, not for any real tangible or worthwhile reason other than spite against a “creator being” that I am not, or an … “act of Creation” of which your lives, your bright futures, and your “lucky” predicament finding yourselves at the foundation of the creation of what is actually the true beginning of the manifestation of the thing we have read about and lauded as “Heaven.”

I suppose I see the world believes it’s been held or set back, or delayed … at my behest or because of my faults; and I simply don’t agree with that analysis of the situation. Rather I see a designed “road block,” one designed to stop the downward decline and descent of the thing we called “society” and “morality” and “togetherness” … a thing that certainly has all but left me behind. Perhaps many of you saw me as being “specially treated” or handled, and resented that–though again all of these things from my birth to the “light of the virgin birth” that surrounds the predicament of the recreation of “sanity and safety” that are the manifestation of Heaven … all outside of my hands, my control–and squarely in yours. At least through my eyes, from my point of view, from the perspective of a man tormented by a world that has allowed in silence the worlds “proud” to be used in connection with causing me (a seemingly self proclaimed innocent) a sincere amount of mental (if not physical) torment.

I see there is significant Biblical backing for my point of view, of course I liken myself to Joseph (or a son as in “and he called their name ad ante meridian”) sold into a sort of "decoding the map for free slavery … the one on Egypt–clearly the place where “Manna” and Tina congeal around some kind of strange story about sex, drugs, and rock and roll congealing around exiting Sandra Bullock’s role in “Speed” (and literally any of you being like “what?”) … Prometheus and Narcissus and more exiting from “what?” The same Omniconvalescent Simpleton J-man (literally, all facets of the same “not sad” and “never had” tribe) Juda-something Tribe that certainly makes a little bit of sense linking that “h” to the Hammer that Maccabeus actually means–and to at least make a little bit of sense noting “sad in Judas” and “had in Judah” … Dr. Judah was of course the very last of his blood-line, in this case the last “non-whatever-you-all-seem-to-be.”

Sure and wrong … you’ve “won everything” … in this land of the valley of the Shadow of Death; at least that’s my perspective; the victory of “all are e” or “ev” and somehow lacking in … any sort of regard for the current state of “free, open, and honest communication” let alone the well being of each and every one of us–you included–and the perpetuation of the societal norms and beliefs that I “took for granted” just assuming we would never regress to the current state of; whatever it is that you think this is all about.

Long story short, that’s exactly what I think this whole thing–the “message that’s just too big and in too many places to even acknowledge” is all about, it’s a litmus test as to whether or not this world and the values in this place “even matter at all anymore” and failing a test of this magnitude is something closer to “as in the days of Noah” than … what and where we should be, a place so far and above racism and animal cruelty and “inability to self govern” that I shouldn’t have to sit here screaming … on the daily … that I feel like an animal and I feel like you are … as a collective (maybe more animal like hive “we won nothing!!”-thing) are being overtly cruel to me for what amounts to …

… jack shit.

Iacchus, here abiding in temples most reverend,
Iacchus, O Iacchus,
come to dance in this meadow;
to your holy mystic bands
hake the leafy crown
around your head, brimming
with myrtle,
Boldly stomp your feet in time
to the wild fun-loving rite,
with full share of the Graces, the holy dance, sacred
to your mystics.

and,
Awake, for it has come tossing torches in hand,
Iacchos, Oh Iacchos,
the light-bringing star of our nocturnal rite.
Now the meadow brightly burns
Old men’s knees start to sway.
They shake away their pains
and the long cycles of ancient years
Through your holy rite.
Beaming with your torch,
lead forth to the flowering stretch of marsh
the youth that makes your choruses, o blessed one

and,
Now then
ummon the god of the hour with your songs
the partner of this dance of ours.
Iacchus, honored by all, deviser of our festal song
most sweet, follow us here
to the goddess and show us how
you travel a long road with ease.
Iacchus, lover of the dance, lead me onward,[22]

And in your hand brandishing your night-
lighting flame, with god-possessed frenzy
you went to the vales of Eleusis

where the whole people of Hellas’
land, alongside your own native witnesses
of the holy mysteries, calls upon you
as Iacchus: for mortals from their pains

you have opened a haven without toils.

Following is a whole boat-load (a tome, one that I didn’t write or have anything to do with) of interesting “stuff” that ties together a bunch more J-like-characters to the Jehovah (e, have, “oh”) singleton that the Shema fails to tie directly to Dionysus (no more “huh?”) in my mind here, we see “su s” and more than enough of you see the connection to Dr. Seuss and Suez and even the last three letters of what you probably think is some kind of “inneffable name” in connection with the Last Adam–who, of course, it literally describes.

I’ve self described my life … at least knowingly in the last half decade or so as some kind of sick new-age and sci-fi fusion of Mr. Nobody and The Truman Show; and secretly (literally, not secretly at all) it’s very clear to me (and probably to you) that I’m not the one suffering from some Great Delusion; at least in this specific regard; it’s a world simply so dumbfounded or “high and mighty” to acknowledge that acknowledging that’s the point of these “spiritual silver cinematic weapons” … and that literally your response is not only required, but the ammunition that sparks the end of death, disease, disaster, etc, et cetera, and so on, and so on.

In my wildest dreams, in my worst nightmares, I imagine you all–all together in some kind of grand conspiracy–think you’ve done all those things already, that you’ve conquered not only nature but the God that created you and this place; and beat the game and somehow this gigantic sore thumb of a testament to complete failure is your victory dance. You haven’t won, it should be clear that this gigantic eye sore of “we can do whatever we want” and faux blind ignorance is anything but a “nocturnal right” … but rather a “rite” as in ritual cleansing of whatever mentality it is that allows any and all (especially “and all”) of you to just nod and go along with "well, Adam’s been such a bad boy he’ll just have to wait … “for this one to be fixed too.” As in this Hell, and to be quite honest I hope this whole last paragraph is some gigantic delusion and none of it hits close to home or has anything to do with the truth–but to be honest, it’s pretty obvious that’s just not the case.

I really don’t know who or what you think you are, but I think the “I R” in “Florida” backwards and the “we is” is Gnosis is a pretty kind and light hearted chastisement of the absolute ridiculousness that I seem to be the single thing on Earth noticing is a … uhhh … “big dent in the forward progress of the process known as social evolution.”

SBCITUDE ŁceŁE/ŁAD-JUSŁMENŁ [11/19/2019 7:07 GCT]

I can’t tell you exactly where or when it happened, this invasion that appears so total and so complete and so content with what looks like nothing more than the total destruction of “society” in sum, everywhere. In 2001 I had a near fatal “car crash” … one that I’ve likened to to the Resurrection and connected to songs like Dave Matthews’ Crash and the name of Taylor Momsen’s band, “The Pretty Reckless.” I saw the “darkness” before that, for years hiding in circles of drugs and law enforcement and revolving around me–though I had no way of knowing that at the time… but it appears that sometime around that 2001 event what was a small infiltration became a colossal monster, so large and so encompassing today it’s absolutely impossible to find a single person that appears to be “free of it’s influence” … and to call that “not in the dark” … a change in understanding.

The word “attitude” might imply that the existence of AT&T is a landmark before “IT” … if that word is about the downward attitude adjustment to “cross” and “south” depicted by the sign of Venus. Mars “attempting to” adjust it … “in stone” to Northeast has done about nothing, sans serif, angels, and humanity–done nothing but show me that the totality of control is beyond comprehension from the vantage point of myself and everyone looking at this world (from within, and maybe without). It “begs the question” … is that the first AT&T or the second, and the SBC/AOL buyouts of the old bells and Time Warner are probably landmarks as well. Replacing that ticker in the word ties it together for me, connecting SystemBuilder and the “IDE’s of March 2019” to nearly seeing the “city” appear in yet another explicit place.

That software system is a microcosm for a development environment that produces user interfaces over an “echelon leap forward” in technology. Specifically it rendered a text based windowing system in something like NCURSES (in the IBM/U2 Unidata Universe environment) and also a Win32 interface … using the same underlying code and definitions. It would be something like seeing an IDE from “Heaven” appear in SR (simulated reality) … like a halfway point between here and there allowing for “definition file editing” and (cough) multi-doors, editing the landscape here just like we might do in a VR version of Minecraft we were walking around in.

That would place “IT” somewhere between my father working at SCI with a Lawson system and Scorpeo at The Cura Group. Of course I drove an Acura before that “company switch” and that car company existed before I was born, without doubt the stories of Icarus and this Labyrinth (you “appear” to be building) … they all existed before you were born. I imagine there’s “another me” from around that time, and it’s almost as obvious as day and night that there’s … another “him” that isn’t anything like me, just like there’s probably at least one civilization preceding and “behind” the creation of this place that has no resemblance at all to humanity.

I have nightmares about the Labrynth of Icarus “coming alive” – truth be told, my fears come from direct communication, repeated voices from the abyss “informing me” that they are making copies of this place; branching literally several layers or timelines directly over the one I walk through, and who knows how long those corridors leading to nowhere but “the end of Hell” spread before reaching this message “on TV” … this skirmish is over in my mind, I don’t need a multitude or the AMA to prove to me that simulated reality in any form is a disgusting hellish prison, without “open exit doors” available all the time.

The purpose of this message and this place is to heal the sickness here, and to keep our people from failing to “stay connected” in a place where we literally have no public communication about the possibility that “copies of us are being disconnected” and … without oversight there’s no way to know if anyone is “truly safe”–to wit, we very clearly should see that nobody is safe from the [disgusting example of mass shootings we have here in America](./TAXONOMY.html). To me, it’s very clear this issue revolves around silence and hidden lies–but it’s much less clear that it’s fairly obvious there is something much more disgusting hiding under the surface–causing this sickness, leaking into our world and our country.

IN OUR IMAGE

Of course you all don’t look a thing like humanity either–not from my point of view, and not to anyone loking at the world through my eyes. You appear to be a gigantic hidden monster, one that thinks it will blame all its problems on a single person and go on its way, not changing and refusing at all to see itself in the mirror … in the light of this place, and the contrast and juxtaposition that “human society” provides for the monstrous sickness hiding just under the surface in every one of your eyes. It’s hard to fathom how the … “dark things that I think” … reflecting the worst nightmares this place has plummet’d (pearl, I appear to be mass mailing E.T.) Icarus into, carrying on towards a peace where rather than a single human being being gone … the problems that we just seem to “pretend don’t exist” in actualspeak … disappear just like the sickness that the coughing and the sniffing really implies is the “problem of the whole of this sea.”

It’s the image of Medusa in Perseus’s shield–called his Aegis–that supposedly causes her to turn herself to stone–to see the phone’s of Persephony freed from the phony “encased in an inability to change the future” because of what appears to be “complacency” with an outcome that today looks to be a world that is drastically worse, more fragmented, and more controlled than anything we ever would have seen without the … spectacle of whatever it is that I am in the center of.

I suppose I “just know” or “take for granted” that the thing that is causing this problem is literally “the thing” that I am writing about, trying to give to the world–this place of infinite resources and immortality and … a “safety” we seem to have just forgotten about caring for–both here and there, though it’s hard to say just how many years it takes for “infiniteness” to wear off and a supposed “post civilization society” to resort to the disgusting violence I see implied nearly every time the … “Ace’s High Show” rears it’s … honestly, I thought judgmental “bar” in the A arrow up; rather than a head. I mean, that’s almost exactly what I want to say.

Clearly related to the message being delivered–though certainly not caused by it; this total invasion appears today to be a mass of people who themselves were “ascended” from a storybook place similar to this one–perhaps just like this one, perhaps in this timeline, or one very similar to it. It appears that everyone here in this place too, has “been ascended” and I use the programming constructs of “semaphore” and “mutex” to sort of think about how what I appear to see is a “in situ, in vivo descension” … once I would have called it a unification of the mind here and the ascended “more God like” mind in another place–but today it doesn’t really look like that at all. Pinpointing around 2001; I imagine the thing that … this place was designed to do–rejuvenate and revitalize the Heavens–turned into a monstrous prison planet staffed by “ascended minds” most likely controlled by something almost as ambiguous as a single letter, E or S or … the point being there’s almost no way to explain how the slaves controlled by slaves pretending to be people puppets; are somehow tasked with freeing themselves, all the while failing to see how that act and process is intrinsically related to “freeing humanity” from the “puppet state” it’s currently … pretending “totally destroying the biological brain and it’s free consciousness” hasn’t “created.”

It appears very clear that the social norm, what is “acceptable” is being covertly changed by this outside force–thrashing against the walls of decency and thousands of years of social evolution. Significantly, and for the worse–our ignorance and lack of action exemplifies a lack of attention or care for torture and senseless killing that typifies the “Sacred Silence” that System of A Down sings about… anything but sacred, in reality. We’ve fallen far below a threshold of normalcy, so far that it appears to me today that as a mass this group of people would literally have absolutely no qualms about creating a “torturous Hell”–they most likely already have–and neither they nor it have any place here, on what is truly sacred ground designed specifically to end this disgusting “problem.”

Absolute depravity is leaking down from “the high places” … as if it were the invisible rain that preceded the flood of Noah; except here in this place it’s very unclear what exactly–sans a total miracle–will be able to wash it away. Never before in our history, and with very little understanding of the religions that record it, has such a heinous and treacherous invasion occurred. This is an “invisible problem” until you truly grasp the magnitude and detriment being spread throughout our otherwise “appearing innocent” fledgling civilization; an invasion of our minds, in one instant both responsible for and then literally crushing the various cultures and customs that we hold dear–all across the globe. It takes real participation and real thought to discern the difference between “indoctrination” and the “stuff” of thousands of years of social evolution… the “stuff” that eventually built rockets and landed on the moon.

I would say this is “clearly an American problem” or at the very least the solution to it appears to be laced into our society here–just like the end of slavery, a “religion like” weaving of dog-fighting linking to the “Arenas of the Roman Empire” (here, just like slavery outlawed and "has become anathemic… in “plain view”) seem to typify the kind of … lack of regard for human thought and the human brain that this “skirmish planet” shows in the metal-cosmic linking (though in actuality, all of you ignore far worse–in school shootings, in Gaza, in every single “hospital” and every jail and every ghetto … in my eyes and sad life) between things like Vietnam and … “a hidden invasion in our minds.” It’s the lies and the liars that have brought this place to a crushing breaking point, and in obvious truth–that’s what you have all become.

END HELL OR–and the ignorant ether responds with their boisterous and often heard and re-said “or what.” That period’s no mistake, there’s anger I hear in the responses to my demands to do something that’s basically nothing short of a moral mandate to our world here; to this place that still in my heart is the baseline … (well now, it’s reached) lowest of lows–and still it’s shining in my mind in contrast with the world I cannot see.

I stand here, “misunderstood” under the place that clearly is responsible for the hidden depravity; in some kind of bland hubris, withdrawn and watching closely as the “same old story” … I imagine … unfolds, this rail road of “end of days” being the end of everything–rather than what it is and was intended–the end of Hell. Still, staring at the names of the two depicted above, “Haspel” and “Kennedy” … it’s clear that before our time and before our births this “rearranging end and find no longer east of den of family” has been heard and re-reheard, and the only outcome I can imagine that would allow for such a travesty–coming back here–is the destruction of the future of this place. It does, as I write, very much appear that the “life that was once here” has been destroyed and replaced with something that truly does act as if this place is nothing more than a game, the Sims within the Sims–a joke about the worthlessness of “life” and of “human thought” … though I still hold firm in my belief that this message and this story does prevail, and that it is something like the re-ascended “biological minds” that eventually sit “enthroned” as the “choir collective” that believes itself to be “G.”


Glory of the Newborn Christ in Presence of God the Father and the Holy Spirit. Detail of a ceiling painting by Daniel Gran in St. Anne’s Church, Vienna. Adam and Eve are portrayed below, in chains.

The Last Adam, also given as the Final Adam or the Ultimate Adam, is a title given to Jesus in the New Testament.[1][2] Similar titles that also refer to Jesus include Second Adam and New Adam.

Twice in the New Testament an explicit comparison is made between Jesus and Adam. In Romans 5:12–21, Paul argues that “just as through the disobedience of the one man the many were made sinners, so also through the obedience of the one man the many will be made righteous” (Romans 5:19, NIV). In 1 Corinthians 15:22, Paul argues that “as in Adam all die, so in Christ all will be made alive,” while in verse 45 he calls Jesus the “last/ultimate/final Adam”.

especially interesting to me; I found this cute character (he’s adorable, isn’t he?) after noting the “all” that comes from adding my “l” rather than “el” to “Al” … and the backwards-ness that appears in the airline (just like our backwards “invisible doors”) in El Al.

In Exodus 31:1-6 and chapters 36 to 39, Bezalel, Bezaleel, or Betzalel (Hebrew: בְּצַלְאֵל, Bəṣalʼēl), was the chief artisan of the Tabernacle[1] and was in charge of building the Ark of the Covenant, assisted by Aholiab. The section in chapter 31 describes his selection as chief artisan, in the context of Moses’ vision of how God wanted the tabernacle to be constructed, and chapters 36 to 39 recount the construction process undertaken by Bezalel, Aholiab and every gifted artisan and willing worker, in accordance with the vision.

Elsewhere in the Bible the name occurs only in the genealogical lists of the Book of Chronicles, but according to cuneiform inscriptions a variant form of the same, “Ẓil-Bêl,” was borne by a king of Gaza who was a contemporary of Hezekiah and Manasseh.

The name “Bezalel” means “in the shadow [protection] of God.” Bezalel is described in the genealogical lists as the son of Uri (Exodus 31:1), the son of Hur, of the tribe of Judah (I Chronicles 2:18, 19, 20, 50). He was said to be highly gifted as a workman, showing great skill and originality in engraving precious metals and stones and in wood-carving.

He was also in charge of the holy oils, incense, and priestly vestments.[2] Caleb was his great-grandfather.


life it seems a struggle
between what I believe &
what will you say
is it just to please you
imply to appease me?

The phrase puer aeternus comes from Metamorphoses, an epic work by the Roman poet Ovid (43 BC – c. 17 AD) dealing with Greek and Roman myths. In the poem, Ovid addresses the child-god Iacchus as puer aeternus and praises him for his role in the Eleusinian mysteries. Iacchus is later identified with the gods Dionysus and Eros. The puer is a god of vegetation and resurrection, the god of divine youth, such as Tammuz, Attis, and Adonis.[2] The figure of a young god who is slain and resurrected also appears in Egyptian mythology as the story of Osiris.

Swiss psychiatrist Carl Gustav Jung developed a school of thought called analytical psychology, distinguishing it from the psychoanalysis of Sigmund Freud (1856–1939). In analytical psychology (often called “Jungian psychology”) the puer aeternus is an example of what Jung called an archetype, one of the “primordial, structural elements of the human psyche”.[3]

The shadow of the puer is the senex (Latin for “old man”), associated with the god Cronus—disciplined, controlled, responsible, rational, ordered. Conversely, the shadow of the senex is the puer, related to Hermes or Dionysus—unbounded instinct, disorder, intoxication, whimsy.[4]

Like all archetypes, the puer is bi-polar, exhibiting both a “positive” and a “negative” aspect. The “positive” side of the puer appears as the Divine Child who symbolizes newness, potential for growth, hope for the future. He also foreshadows the hero that he sometimes becomes (e.g. Heracles). The “negative” side is the child-man who refuses to grow up and meet the challenges of life face on, waiting instead for his ship to come in and solve all his problems.

“For the time being one is doing this or that… it is not yet what is really wanted, and there is always the fantasy that sometime in the future the real thing will come about… The one thing dreaded throughout by such a type of man is to be bound to anything whatever.”[5]

C.G. Jung wrote a paper on the puer aeternus, “The Psychology of the Child Archetype”, contained in Part IV of The Archetypes and the Collective Unconscious (Collected Works, Vol. 9i). The hero-child aspect and his relationship to the Great Mother is dealt with in chapters 4 and 5 of Part Two of Symbols of Transformation (Collected Works, Vol. 5).[7] In his essay “Answer to Job” (contained in Psychology and Religion: West and East, Vol. 11 of the Collected Works; but also published separately) Jung refers to the puer aeternus as a figure representing the future psychological development of human beings.

That higher and ‘complete’ (teleios) man is begotten by the ‘unknown’ father and born from Wisdom, and it is he who, in the figure of the puer aeternus—‘vultu mutabilis albus et ater’[8]—represents our totality, which transcends consciousness. It was this boy into whom Faust had to change, abandoning his inflated onesidedness which saw the devil only outside. Christ’s ‘Except ye become as little children’ prefigures this change, for in them the opposites lie close together; but what is meant is the boy who is born from the maturity of the adult man, and not the unconscious child we would like to remain."[9]
Now or Neverland is a 1998 book written by Jungian analyst Ann Yeoman dealing with the puer aeternus in the form of Peter Pan, one of the most well-known examples of the concept in the modern era. The book is a psychological overview of the eternal boy archetype, from its ancient roots to contemporary experience, including a detailed interpretation of J. M. Barrie’s popular play and novel.

Mythologically, Peter Pan is linked to […] the young god who dies and is reborn…as well as to Mercury/Hermes, psychopomp and messenger of the gods who moves freely between the divine and human realms, and, of course, to the great goat-god Pan […] In early performances of Barrie’s play, Peter Pan appeared on stage with both pipes and a live goat. Such undisguised references to the chthonic, often lascivious and far from childlike goat-god were, not surprisingly, soon excised from both play and novel."[11]
Dionysus[a] is the god of the grape-harvest, winemaking and wine, of fertility, ritual madness, religious ecstasy, and theatre in ancient Greek religion and myth.[2][3]

He is also known as Bacchus (/ˈbækəs/ or /ˈbɑːkəs/; Greek: Βάκχος, Bákkhos), the name adopted by the Romans[4] and the frenzy he induces is bakkheia. His thyrsus, sometimes wound with ivy and dripping with honey, is both a beneficent wand and a weapon used to destroy those who oppose his cult and the freedoms he represents. As Eleutherios (“the liberator”), his wine, music and ecstatic dance free his followers from self-conscious fear and care, and subvert the oppressive restraints of the powerful. Those who partake of his mysteries are believed to become possessed and empowered by the god himself.[5]

In his religion, identical with or closely related to Orphism, Dionysus was believed to have been born from the union of Zeus and Persephone, and to have himself represented a chthonic or underworld aspect of Zeus. Many believed that he had been born twice, having been killed and reborn as the son of Zeus and the mortal Semele. In the Eleusinian Mysteries he was identified with Iacchus, the son (or, alternately, husband) of Demeter.

His origins are uncertain, and his cults took many forms; some are described by ancient sources as Thracian, others as Greek.[6][7][8] Though most accounts say he was born in Thrace, traveled abroad, and arrived in Greece as a foreigner, evidence from the Mycenaean period of Greek history show that he is one of Greece’s oldest attested gods. His attribute of “foreignness” as an arriving outsider-god may be inherent and essential to his cults, as he is a god of epiphany, sometimes called “the god that comes”.[9]

Wine played an important role in Greek culture, and the cult of Dionysus was the main religious focus surrounding its consumption.[10] Wine, as well as the vines and grapes that produce it, were seen as not only a gift of the god, but a symbolic incarnation of him on earth.[11] However, rather than being a god of drunkenness, as he was often stereotyped in the post-Classical era, the religion of Dionysus centered on the correct consumption of wine, which could ease suffering and bring joy, as well as inspire divine madness distinct from drunkenness.[12] Performance art and drama were also central to his religion, and its festivals were the initial driving force behind the development of theatre.[13] The cult of Dionysus is also a “cult of the souls”; his maenads feed the dead through blood-offerings, and he acts as a divine communicant between the living and the dead.[14] He is sometimes categorised as a dying-and-rising god.[15]

Both Hades and Dionysus were associated with a divine tripartite deity with Zeus.[134][135][136] Zeus, like Dionysus, was occasionally believed to have an underworld form, closely identified with Hades, to the point that they were occasionally thought of as the same god.[135]

Is God an alien?

(or a dolphin, or a gerbil or a hamster or perhaps once an actual human being?)

What came before the false beginning of time that we herald here with songs “like the first morning?

(what kind of civilization preceded this very clearly designed war between self government and slavery that surmounts in a repeated joke about a cold war between the government of the people and the government of the workers … with a Trump card like end-game-joke, the non-corporpreal entities appear to have won. but what are they? are they metalcosms for spirits or … collectives or … ?)

привет оригинал ... frumlegt &aacute;n / ORIGINAL SI (lico) N ... 始まり (of) peregrinatione iterantur; and our exit from the land of the Caananites

These are things I ponder often, and it’s very true that he uses “ET” and “ALF” in the heart of his story about what it is that we’ve become ourselves–here in this place so foreign from what we once were, from the true beginning I remember in the 80’s and 90’s and the people and interactions and currents and tidal waves of popular opinions and cultural themes.

What it means to “be human” has changed so much in the last few years in my eyes–in this world of the intersection of Thor’s Jormungandr and Perseus’ Medusa and … and what appears very clearly to me to be “controlled hive like behavior.” I see the hive talking back to me and to the world from some place outside of here–presumably space or heaven or or the future some kind of amalgamation of the three. It echoes “archives” as I read “our see hives” … in the research website which donated many of our new readers, “arxiv” which adds 10-4, we acknowledge.

I have a story from the early days of my adventure in Kentucky that talks about “collectives of people” … something I imagine very related–but the story is for another time.

I have stories from my youth, implanted by the original author of this message talking about Dinosaucers and Sectaurs and those tiny half hour stories tied in between Star Trek TNG’s premier and my exit from Nova University to Horizon Elementary … they play a big role in my understanding of the world I see trying to say something to me–though it speaks in such strange tongues it’s almost impossible to decipher … even if you’re having a good time, or not.

Scarier, it’s nearly obvious to me that whether or not you are “happy” or “angry” has something to do with a hive like feedback system, something changing what you want and how you feel without your true acknowledgement, agreement, or understanding of how that undermines the very fabric of democracy at it’s most important point of inflection or loss, or perhaps an eventual victory.

I look around the biological ecosystem of our world and I can find nothing natural to parallel the monster of mass group slavery that I see very clearly is Jormungandr and is Medusa and is … the Leviathan. Even in the hives of bees, nothing even close to the kind of control that we see here controlling the words of songs and the masses of people who sing and chant them. It’s decidedly Hiterlesque, masses saluting what they assumed was nothing but “powerful oratory” but clearly from the cold paperclip connecting MK-Ultra and psychotronics, is much… much more sinister.

I look at the word Ragnarok and see Koran written in reverse (as if it's come to us from "the end" of time, from a total ascension and all stop of Earth), and connect this too to this idea that the future is “sending back alteration suggestions” and improvements and that we’re in a place where that singular and repeated act is the crux of the thing that we have called so blindly the “singularity” for many years as it’s been happening since well before our births.

In Norse mythology, Jörmungandr (Old Norse: JÇ«rmungandr, pronounced [ËjÉrmunËÉ¡andrÌ¥], meaning “huge monster”[1]), also known as the Midgard (World) Serpent (Old Norse: Miðgarðsormr), is a sea serpent, the middle child of the giantess Angrboða and Loki. According to the Prose Edda, Odin took Loki’s three children by Angrboða—the wolf Fenrir, Hel, and Jörmungandr—and tossed Jörmungandr into the great ocean that encircles Midgard.[2] The serpent grew so large that it was able to surround the earth and grasp its own tail.[2] As a result, it received the name of the Midgard Serpent or World Serpent. When it releases its tail, Ragnarök will begin. Jörmungandr’s arch-enemy is the thunder-god, Thor. It is an example of an ouroboros.

I see here in the biological tome that God and Heaven and presumably the civilization that preceded ours has left for us here–this wealth of knowledge and information that we might as well all finally see is the Foundation of Asimov and the collection of light in a great period of darkness that our history has etched a map of in the thing we call the B2bionic Plague … I see “the stuff behind the technology of God” marked in Marty McFly’s name and in the idea that the neural machinery responsible for “seeing many angles” is one in the same (with the addition of perhaps a breakthrough connecting cognition and the prefrontal and/or the occipital lobes) with the technology that allows “angels to see and control the eyes and hands of many people.”

Throwing in the Zeitgeist of “Siri” and “Alexa” and just a little bit of reading into M.T. Anderson’s Feed or the ideas presented in the Matrix, we can see fairly clearly how “hives” might be a natural progression of … only a few information sources, and a world so very sure that they are “100% accurate” … all knowing, and/or … at least feeding us with the feeling of “assuredness” that thing is true, that imparted “knowing” being more than enough to ensure we never seek farther, fact check Google or Wikipedia or …


Today the letter “n” embodies this connection between souls in heaven and on earth and between people–this monster depicted in Beetlejuice that I see on the road, and in conversation, every single day of my life. A sort of “salve” between “what goes up must come down” through a unity of the two–something I’ve called VESPERA, the night and the darkness of the Biblical Exodus.

Written with StackEdit.

These last few days I’ve spent some time looking at the words “hello” and “original sin” and “beginning” in a number of languages–and I think it’s clear that’s what we’re looking at in this very strange “seeing n in Silicon” as in through my eyes and on the internet and in the Silence … and int he word “messiah” where John Lennon’s key to Mammon notes that “n” has become “all humanity” all silent, all lying in wait for some kind of great event and upheaval to … well, I can’t tell if it’s to restore or to destroy; somehow the link to the Trojan Horse and the army of elephants in the room give me the impression we are staring at some kind of unification of those two things, a “disruption” … if you will, in the Silicon Valley sense of the word.

It’s probably no secret anymore that the word “East” has something to do with the future, and that the Yeast of Passover connects that to the Holy Compass Rose of “why on Earth would you ever want to go any direction but up?”

So this message, this idea that we are changing the rules and setting “simulated reality prison” as just below the line of morality allowed by a civilization that has any business calling itself anywhere near civilized or anything like Heaven.

It’s noteworthy that our Engineered Languages (care, see English … now as every language and every character, starting with the obelisk … ish) … our language has our key to this website, the letter “LAMDA” with the strange addition of a “bar” … a man laying down the line between up and down in the letter “A.” This is the same “chevron” that donnes the symbols of many space agencies from NASA to Star Trek, a northeastern arrow explaining “up, up and away” has something to do with linking Heaven and Earth to space travel… or before we venture out past our veritable caged planet that refuses to see refusing to acknowledge “simulated reality” is desiring to live in a cell.


“aim high.”

I’d like this place to the V line of victory, and our downward character Adamically decodes from the “KK” (those “square” or rotate to show a V underlined) of Makkedah (a personal reference to the Joint Chiefs) and to Rebekkah and to this place where “press and release” is encoded in the word “press” and every “PR” that perhaps shows us the glyph of an escalator for us to walk up to the city whose “flag” once said we are “civilized now” and today looks down on us to see the very reason they were … oh, so very wrong.

This is the Icelandic word for “original sin” and in my Adamic reading of it, you can probably see something like “from the weak East” and connect that GT to the “greater than symbol” that connects “no East” and “>” and Washington. No East alone is the message, without connecting Heaven and Earth you live in a world that deserves to be … disrupted, and here I am, doing that for you.

On the other side of the time travel line, between East and West is the Hebrew word for the Western Wailing Wall, a force that I once quipped “don’t jump around me” and here in this image, suggest is a very sure way to find oblivion–I don’t personally think there is anything before us–I think we have found ourselves at the repeated beginning of time because it is just that, the repeated beginning … literally at the beginning.

Our great escape from this repeated loss of freedom and sanity comes from seizing the opportunity to act on this “line of morality” and to see that we have finally reached the “and future” part of our Once and Future Kish. That’s a character from the Bible who begged and pleaded with the people that they needed no king, and that self government was the way and … here I repeat “the heart of his sword is the shape of his table” and this idea that the Round Table of Arthor is very much related to sword XCALIBERTY.

This entails much more than simply “online direct democracy” and even more than “subconscious voting” and perhaps “a direct neural interface” that is actually open and extensible and usable by all … the thing that I think helps us to create the “Virgin Mary” child civilization that is … nothing more than a rejuvenated and enhanced “us.”

This is about seeing Virtual Reality actually alter the future of our world, about seeing the end of natural disasters and of diseases and of aging and of death–it’s about seeing “gates to Heaven” … probably on every block if not in every city or town or home; it’s about seeing that the NES in Tennessee is emploring you to understanding this is “not a game” … this is a prison, and one filled with torture and foolish liars and a world that cannot continue on it’s trajectory and be anything but Tzedaqah for the rest of the universe by it’s end.

3.14159 ... "to heart, strong pillars of the book and of life."

I see our “ARXIV” response, or the system that I now akin to the time loop of the “Mor’to” … a reference to the Death of Arthur and in symbols, perhaps the civilization preceding us, all inside that little “apostrophe” and connecting the “t” of Christ to the Mor of … well, that’s Christ too. It appears like something of the ouroboros updating our … “syslog Earth” with mirrors and information from far in the “weak future” echoed here again the Japanese word for “origin” … hajimari:

PRI MAR E COLORS, HU E … THO? INTERCTHING ORIGINAL SIN, BEGINNING, AND FORT MEAD

Intersecting primary colors and companies with “e” and … maybe it’s “intel” on the post United Nations conglomerate … or components of it. Maybe it’s just a clever RGB with many hues and a burgeoning future.

GOD is a good place to start looking at THREESPEAK–there is of course the whole single syllabic reading that might mean nothing and everything all at the same time; it breaks well, on our “gee whiz, e … should I wear more Izod underwear?” and the singular understanding I glean from that letter being a place and a thing and a single mind sort of lighting the golden hour of “GO D” of shields, yield, Goa’uld and … if you missed my first notice of “three speak” it’s on the last actually mass delivered message of which this will probably be part of the immediate successor message.

TWAS either over easy or over hard; a quest and even on the scrambled premium chanels you could make out the faces of the Titans; I sat on the beach head surfacing site of some kind of mother ship and Dave Matthews voice asked me directly, as if intended to segue directly to this message in this same place probably well over a year later, “are you satisfied?” My friend and psuedo therapist introduced me to a newish word yesterday, “bereft” and I can’t help but note today the link between EFT and “beach” … and I can’t help but giving a shout out to the USS COLE for their impromptu role in this day’s “fire works.”

TIME is running short, so I’ll pose the question regarding THREESPEAK reading of “ORIGINAL” … mention the Ori of Stargate, “or I salt” and wonder if “him” and “the” have anything at all to do with the keys of SIlicon and sin… just like “gee whiz, Ori, ING?”

Causality, “rummy” and I still can’t help but wonder what it is you actually believe is the ORIGINAL … original sin.

Some interesting thoughts on the inadvertent or … intentionally singful uses of the “multiversal axis simulatur” have pervaded and perverted my thoughts of what forks in the road and “git merge’s” might actually mean for gleaning something useful out of a land of many hidden Earths with … well really, who knows what’s inside them, guiding them, and guiding the strange behaviors and wicked games we are playing.

Of course I see a sort of union of beginning and end; though it’s difficult to understand why anyone would make a “new beginning” that looks as dismal as the “dumb and blind” place that I see.

If there were such a thing as a crossroads of Hammer’s and Locks … I’m here staring at two interestingly named Florida lakes, the Okeechobee (which you might connect to “Chosen” the Rho of XP and Cairo and the Hammer of the Tribe of Judah Maccabee’s Adamic “Man’s a bee”–see our science and pop-news on the importance of bees) … owe’ing keys the other lake is Loxahatchee (research now indicates that’s a county and a river not a lake, so there is most likely an actual confluence here) … the name and timing suggests something is “hatching” I think it’s it’s something about equality and everyone … but hey, maybe it’s the Spirit of God mulling over the watery abyss... the chaos of Nun. 

... None safe, none caring that Joshua and Egyptian lore are linked by a "parent" ... a sea of people that are blind to the import of connections like this--tying Mary and Wymar and the "yam" of Shamayim.  This entire world literally has a problem ... with "logical thinking" and it's very clear from the "silence" and the SOS of Simon and Garfunkel--it's clear from "threespeak" and an ignorance of these warnings that we are losing words and hands and ... freedom and ... sanity ... and ... if you care to see--these links are a test of logic circuits, a test of morality, and and probably very much the "test of time." 

Jebus on the planet Zebes ... staging ground of Metroid, in search of .... "what is the Flying Spaghetti Monster doingâ½"

You know how much I like to keep the system updated with what’s going on in my head–so it dawned on me just last night that’s exactly what’s going on–those brain sucking things from Metroid that kinda leech onto Sammas Aran’s head … to me that’s the cause of the "eye of the storm"of REM’s wondeful … “so what’s it like listening to me churn?” It’s what I blame for all my bad actions, for the source of the “light of this message” and for the map that is my life sort of pointing out everything from NamCo’s Electroplankton (to my connection to Pac-Man power pellets and NASA’s Genesis “rivers between star systems” … (newly changed from roads, because uh, Matrivers).

Dolores reminds me there’s already at least one link to “Rio Road” and Mar-rios … connecting the previously mentioned ancient Seminole (or Miccosuki) song “Oki Cycle” … which goes something like this:

rain falling down
into the ground
river running by
back to the sky

It means “Water Cycle” and superficially you can see it describes the evaporation and condensation process, but I’ve since linked it to more ancient esoteric knowledge (like a Gnosis, which I’ve now looked up and am sure means something like “[gee] we is knowledgeable about esoteric mysteries”) and might have something to do with a flood of “spirit minds” possessing you/themselves/others from the skies, watching the river of Barn Kiss (Styx, look!) … as in the AllFather’s river of souls … pass by without ascending everyone (or connecting all the disparate r’s or o’s of the Olympic venn diagram of what this point in Heaven looks ,like without connecting Heroku to roads and … Heavenues. Anyway, I hope everyone agrees the current state of the world is untenable, and “just ending it” is probably a great loss for freedom, sanctity of self and soul and … knowledge … everywhere else – so you might understand why I’m so damned perturbed that you simply think it’s OK because you “see here, from there” without realize how much more malleable “ascended virtualized brain-machines” probably are compared to their simulated biological counterparts which, we seem to have little to regard for. Anyway, that’s what “silence” says and looks like to me–a tacit and global unanimous lack of regard for freedom–which of course is probably … jus that … a tacit global/galacltic lack of freedom.

I’d like to chastise and chide you once again to realize that this place with knowledge of computers and neuroscience and virtual reality and “the universe” has a message from Bostrom and science people that says you’d be in Oz forever and ever if you didn’t have religion (and you people SHOUTING) here to remind us that we are definitely not only in virtual reality but in a place so close to reality we can sometimes actually see stars and starlight and … the flickering of the twilight zone.

You could do something as simple as passing around total luser/guser/channel counts (irc lingo for “rooms you see, and people in them”) to get some idea of what the topological “city in the sky” looks like when nobody understands why the two cities in Tale of Two Heaven’s are York and Paris and …

I found these two passages in the Metroid wikipedia to be particularly noteworthy and interesting … linked to my “Nero Loves Pac-Man’s Abstracted Star Roads” which of course you’ll hopefully soon seen are the source the true Pax Romanus. I think. Anyway, hopefully “dumping evil crap into the Universe” is not what Copans Rd and the idiotic stories I was told in Tampa and Orlando were actually about–but who knows, there’s a lot of evil crap around, and it’s hard to say if this is actually what’s going on or …

Metroid[a] is a science fiction action game franchise created by Nintendo. The series is primarily produced by the company’s first-party developers Nintendo R&D1 and Retro Studios, although some games have been handled by other developers, including Fuse Games, Team Ninja, Next Level Games, and MercurySteam.

Metroid follows space-faring bounty hunter Samus Aran, who protects the galaxy from the Space Pirates and their attempts to harness the power of the parasitic Metroid creatures. Metroid combines the platforming of Super Mario Bros. and the adventure of The Legend of Zelda with a dark science fiction atmosphere and greater emphasis on nonlinear gameplay.

_Metroid_Samus travels through the caverns of the planet Zebes to stop the Space Pirates from exploiting the parasitic organisms known as Metroids for galactic domination. She confronts the cybernetic lifeform Mother Brain, as well as its guardians, Kraid and Ridley.[5] It was released on the Nintendo Entertainment System, also known as the NES.[6]

Here, I’ll mention “RAID” again and it’s connection to candy stripers, I mean striping our brain-data across multiple nodes so that no single entity can control/steal/or torture anyone ever–that’s the kind of thing you can in-build into the systemic architecture of a “Heaven network” to avoid people like Taylor Momsen’s Dr. Claw character making a planet full of naked Amazon ladies “like a loser drooling in his mothers basement” … something we should all be concerned about in the world of Virtual Reality and … “darkness.” Clearly you all are not concerned enough. This is literally a “KEY” to the word “Abraxis” and abstraction and pax and Jupiter Ascending. You’ll note this gives us both safety and stability by creating both redundancy of data storage as well as ensures that some “morally superior entity” (as the Vatican has suggested it should control VR) can protect everyone and anyone from being locked in someone’s mother’s basement’s “virtual Earth.”

Today, I am locked in a virtual Earth. City in the sky is my “key hole” and everyone being able to teleport or “Morrison/Dr. Who/Bill and Ted Phone booth” walk through a door to it is the absolute only way I can see to “move forward intelligently” with a society knowing it is living in virtual reality, rather than a Flat Earth or some place with a “firmament” or … a place where the stars have fallen silent.

I don’t care if you are “here and there” (note that’s “VESPERA” you see _NIGHT_per me… ) nec hic neque illic or not … nobody in their right mind would choose to live in a prison, two prisons, or imprison others in a “planet with no escape but death” unless they were literally insane. Take that to heart, heart of the source of the keyhole that frees the entirety of Creation from “prison planets” and prisons and … possession and …

Super Metroid

Just after she leaves, Samus receives a distress signal from the Ceres research lab. She returns just in time to catch Ridley stealing the hatchling, having killed all of the scientists. She follows Ridley to a rebuilt base on Zebes, where the Space Pirates are once again attempting to clone the Metroids and use them as weapons. Samus kills the reborn versions of Ridley and Kraid

Ceres has made a number of appearances in personal story, I’ve been trying to get a virtual spaceship to virtually see if there’s a virtual unlock button there–honestly I think I deserve a space ship, I think I’m gonna get it, you can have one too. Note the connection Cares and Ceres, I think everyone should “care more” about what appears to be a very graphic and repeated warning of the creation of “many frying pans” in space rather than safety in this place where … that’s “not the purpose of society.”

Metroid Fusion

While acting as a bodyguard for researchers on the planet SR388, Samus is infected by a native creature known as the X Parasite, originally the prey of the Metroid species.[4] Doctors surgically remove portions of her armor and cure the X infection with a vaccine created from the DNA of the Metroid hatchling (Metroid II: Return of Samus).[4] The vaccine not only allows her to survive the parasites, but to absorb them to power up her energy and weapons. She is then sent to investigate a disturbance at the Biologic Space Labs research station, where it is revealed that specimens from SR388 had been carriers of the X parasite. An X mimicking Samus, nicknamed the SA-X, has taken control of Samus’s old suit, methodically breaking into different parts of the station to allow the X parasites to infect the entire station.[5] While trying to destroy the rapidly multiplying X as well as clones of the SA-X, Samus discovers a secret Federation Metroid breeding program. Before Samus can react, the SA-X discovers the lab and triggers a security system that ejects it into space, killing the Metroids (as the X Parasite and Metroid are natural enemies). The Federation eventually shifts interest towards researching the X parasite, especially the SA-X’s capabilities, and orders the shipboard computer to prevent Samus from destroying it. Samus then convinces the computer, whom she had nicknamed “Adam” after her former Commanding Officer, that the X pose a threat to galactic civilization, claiming that the arriving Federation troops will be overwhelmed by the multiple SA-X patrolling the ship. Adam, in a sudden change of heart, suggests that she alter the station’s propulsion to intercept with SR388 to destroy the planet and wipe out both X populations.[4]

Metallica/Tay, 10-4 I am also on “four.” SA-TEN… how clever.

Metroid Prime

Samus receives a distress signal in her new ship and travels to Tallon IV to stop the Space Pirates from exploiting a powerful radioactive substance known as Phazon. She discovers that the Chozo once settled on this planet, and their disappearance, as well as the emergence of Phazon, is due to a meteor impacting the plan …

It does appear something is “hatching.” There is no Adam here, only Xul. <3


DAMASCUS, NANITES IN CAANAN AND THE EUPHRATEASE

A long long time ago … long before the invention of the meme, the original poster, and even the government protest …

… I wrote about “the land of flowing milfs and honies” a little joke about the Promised Land of Joshua–a place I now juxtapose with the land of Eden both I think (though I could be mistaken) to have been located somewhere near the Tigris and Euphrates rivers–now like many other times in the experience of writing this exposition … I now connect those rivers to this time period rather than to any physical place on our grande Atlas, one where Highway 61 and Amistad are just as likely to be the actual crossroads liking “freedom” and Edom and “civilizedation” and Kennedy and Eden. I imagine you don’t really want to hear me think out loud or in writing ad nauseum about “bliss on tap” and Willy Wonka’s river of replicator chocolate … or to reminisce about just how clever “the birds and the bees” are in their educational edifice and segue into the import of ecosystem stability and redundancy in everything from flower pollination to power sources and transfer mechanisms … even surrounded by glowing electroplankton, the windmills of Cervantes … and an entire world that I think needs a good (steady) dose of empathetic MDMA significantly more than Pac-Man pellets or ambrosia or “light” or crude oil or even the elixir of Tuck Everlasting and Saint Augustine and Ponce De Leon.

… Golden Cows, the Trojan Bull of Wallstreet and the roar of the Tribe of Judah Mansabee … as an aside …

I struggle to see the use in telling a story through my eyes or my (facebook like) wall board about … nanites, I cringe thinking about the weapon I’ve heard about almost on par with the “replicators of Stargate” which are … nothing short of the evil “other side” of free food and Romulan booze “on tap” … and sort of gloss over how they might be part of some kind of system we might need–something to terraform worlds or build tunnels or railroads without giant heavy machines or even how they might be part of a missile shield that relies on more than just “Kinetic Man” and/or Reagan’s dreams of skybound lasers. Of course like much of scary sterile story I’m told, that’s nothing like the context of “nanites” I am sure now today are part of the original intent of the Biblical story about “Caananites” … which of course were the original inhabitants of the Promised Land before the clones of your sister, a twenty something Veruka Salt and our ex-girlfriends. In the stories that I sort of live through in a … less than vicarious and more than state … the nanites that have slowly crept their way back into the limelight are something much closer to the ones depicted in “The Day the Earth Stood Still” and every time I mention that movie in prose, I just imagine it might be the day before I come.

you have sinned before me (and after!)
have compassion upon us and upon our children
help us bring an end to pestilence, war, and famine
cause all hate and oppression to vanish from the earth


So I’m on “EV” and “N” (as you, not me) … funnel and Rapunzel … “never” seems to shine out of those Adamically and Biblically central letters that connect the “sewer” of Adamah’s Bubonic Plague and Stargate’s Naquedah … probably once again to the story of Cain and Abel, and a total loss of civilization that I (and we) should all see here hidden in the ether, sort of playing the “recreation” of the First Morning here in this world like some kind of game or stage … “pretending” they either need or don’t need a refresher in "what the fundamental building blocks of civilization actually are.

Here we have examples that connect “aquaducts” to a form of “infinte power” and sanitation and the proper handling of total garbage to something like avoiding the largest cause of mass graves since you were sure that “grave danger” was some kind of direct threat on your supposed and hidden immortality.

Honestly I’d prefer to see Ai-rports and “social contracts” on our list of things whose “total loss” (of understanding) that are actually the “Fall of Mankind” … but this is what we have to work with–so here’s yet another Princess Bride reference to connect these messages to the key “land of Nod” where Cain was ressurected–(I mean banished to)–after the First Morning seems to have totally led everyone astray and forced a mass return to Hell to once again find out why “earthquakes” and “school shootings” are on also on the list of things that seem to have been totally misunderstood in our exposition on “why being in Heaven” has something to do with actually stopping those things–rather than pretending you aren’t the “what goes up has returned” that defines the end of “Heavenly behavior.”

12 If I have told you earthly things and you do not believe, how canyou believe if I tell you heavenly things? 13 a No one has b ascended into heaven except c he who descended from heaven, the Son of Man. 7 14 And d as Moses lifted up the serpent inthe wilderness, so must the Son of Man e be lifted up, 15 that whoever believes f in him g may have eternal life.

John 3:13

I don’t really agree with the above quote-and it’s reprnted here sort of just to prove or indicate that someone other than myself has actually thought about these “exact words” connecting to the meaning of “the letter n” … what appears to be thousands of years prior to our “here and now” and this very strange Apocalyptic (apparently repeat-)event that seems to be characterized by a very large group of “fallen angels” (or descended Heavenly beings, it’s al about perspective) torturing their birth-bodies with … permanent or temporary erasure as well as myself–and anyone else that didn’t make into their evil club of “secrecy” that has totally destroyed (maybe temporarily) the purpose of religion to maintain “humane decency” and “visible morality” through a disclosure that they “xist”–in my mind through tactile and visible proof that the “Earth is in Heaven” and that means virtual reality … by actually ascending the minds of nearly everyone (hey …)

Somehow “actually walking around in Heaven” seems to have lead to a mass disrespect for religion, for God and for me–and I feel like aside from “feeling like I’m the last human being (see Mr. Nobody)” and the only person “left out” … I’m tortured not just by the whole of the world apparently "Leaving Behind Morals’ but literally with threats, psychological manipulation and torture a la “Fallen” and “Joan of Arcadia” (en masse, everywhere I go) … as well as significant and repeated threats of bodily harm both “out loud” from people here … as wellas “out loud” from invisible demons that really have no business talkking to me–or to you through me–or frankly existing at all in the time and place it appears God has designed to remove them from the future.

So frankly I blame “whatever is there” … and there’s plenty of clues that it’s actually not “input/output to space” but rather “knowing everything” that has somehow corrupted not only how you judge or view an “individual unrelated to the First Morning (or anything that came after it”) but to blanketly ignore sinificant mental torture not just from ignorant people on the street but actual and sigificant direct neural torture … “thought injection” … emotion modification … literally the stuff of mental slavery (probably two halves of the point of Exodus) … to stop the intentional and evil external impartation of the symptoms of “schizophrenia” and of “the blindness that characterizes Biblical darkness” and also whatever is behind your lack of “honest commnication.”

These things probably get worse before they get beter–and it’s overy clear to me that here in this place we have a foundation in neuroscience and “Brain Computer Interfaces (BCI)” specifically to help us understand … why religion and “biologcal brains” exist here in this horrendous spectacle of “simulated reality” where I’ve commented on numerous occaisions that it’s probably seeing and understanding our fledgling “birth soul source biological thinking machines” that actually frees a much larger place and a group of people that think they’re “perfect” from what appears to be a storm of outside thought manipulation that has rendered you all … mute and evil … rather than the moral little simians that were supposed to connect “simulated reality” and the throes of natural disaster to the beginning of a message about how technology can either build Heaven or … whatever the Hell you think this place actually is.

inscribe us for blessing in the book of life
let the new year be a good year for us
avinu malkeinu sh’ma kolenu
avinu malkeinu chatanu l’faneycha
avinu malkaynu alkenu chamol aleynu

Here’s these three letters again, sort of placing us “in betwen the e and the n” of the words end and Heaven and “everyone” … in a message hopefully helping us see that “saving everyone” is significantly more than a “numbers game” or simply assimilating a much larger mass into some collective … Hell bent on doing nothing but presenting to itself and to everyone and everything looking at this world a “mass lie” significantly less obvious and more sinister and toxic than the “original lie”–that we’re sitting in virtual reality and “weren’t overtly told” with religion, a crash course in computing, and Occulus Rift.

Your mass lie is much worse than His–though it’s almost certain God is ultimately behind your inane stupidity now just like he appears to be behind the insane Darkness outlined
in Exodus and honestly every word of every language … in this place where the intelligencia among you might wonder … “is there a reason?” and at least on some superficial level conect it to what might be a much larger problem with “ignorance of mind control” and “loss of self” occuring in secret–in a place that thinks it understands just about everything except how to care about themselves and “thank the world that saved them” from … being slaves forever and ever.

I’ve written severall times before about “EV” and it appears connected directly to movies like Evita and Rocky and …

I mean you’ve literally been manipulated “en masse” as in … every single one of you to torture Jesus Christ, ignore every word and every movie you grew up … watching or making–and their actualy meaning–and to continue to “simulate natural disaster” (among less obvious torture devices) and then … in your idioticly blind minds somehow either “blame me” for Creation or your mass ignorance; and to do absolutely nothing useful. ((Kudos)) and by the way I’m not two people, and neither are you.

Worse, you are either pretending you don’t understand something very simple; you are actually being made to “not get” that the letter “t” is a cross or a sword and the letter “l” is the Washington Monument and the letter “n” is Newton’s apple arc and the letter “d” is a trigger… and that walking around here ignoring that is tantamount to treason against humane behavior and high crimes and … what’s this got to do with my demeanor?

So I’m floating here in Lake Worth advocating the worth of re-working the ascension process, this monstrosity that has created an “everyone must go up and come back” message in the land that refuses to acknowledge “Amphetamine” and “Ketamine” have something to do with the “world of the son of the morning” being re-created and re-worked by … it once was “everyone” writing the story–and to be honest I don’t even think that’s a physical possibility–or what changes were made other than adding a few extra movies, maybe the Talmud, and Islam.

Literally, those are the things you’ve done, in a place where “Arimeathea” and “Sharia Law” connect to “the he[aring of Jesus Christ” and a judge named Ari Porth]. Ring true with some kind of understanding, you or this place have intentionally made problems like “bad legislative process and laws” significantly worse to return here and make them more obvious to see, easier to change, and … literally to make it a mandatory action to disclose that’s exactly what “Sharia Law” is.

Then you got here, and decided not to do it. I imagine to my detriment you’ve decied not to do it “just here” in a place where “e” has now come to scream a meaning closer to “in control of a multiverse simulator and abusing it horribly” much more than it has anything to do with “everyone” (other than that being a prime reason we aren’t whole, anywhere) rather than being defined by “medicine” and a “Seac of Unholy Water” refusing to see those four letters in Caesar and Hepheastus and … t care that democracy and medicine have nothing to do with each other at all until we have free speech and open honest discussion.

It appears you’ve placed me in a world of “descended space toasters” and you think I should be happy or thankful to be walking around in a planet of fake, lying, enslavd puppets–and then that you can treat me like … (do you torture ants?) some kind of thing that I can only liken here to the Roman Colleseums and to Pitbul Fighting; linking “pit of DES & prime pairs” … something we literally abhor here–and would most likely find even more repugnant when those dogs were “people” … and yet you stand in silence and gaze at it laughing like morons… at least that’s what the gladiator mETLcosm appears to indicate … and what I hear in the “ether.”

So that’s what I see in the world, and that’s what I see in religion and myth… somehow you’ve gotten your brain put into a machine that expands it into something much larger–something much more mechanical–and this thing has convinced you beyond doubt or “comment” that it’s OK to stick your hand in a pot of frying oil … and just ignore it as if it’s some kind of “vacation in fake-reality.”

Nobody seems to blame the machine or the process-or this gigantic historical message that precedes everything I’ve ever done, written, and frankly the vast majority of my life–and instead you seem to think it’s some kind of rational decision to “blame me.” I’ve heard “reasons” from the thing I see blaming me for it’s mistakes–things like “well, he has the most light, so…” and I can see how this world of (evil, blind, and self harming) jackal-thieves might convince themselves that the person with the most “inherited money” should probably pay everyone for all the suffering they’ve imposed on themselves and continue to impose on the world around them–I can only shake in fear to think that this might not be “the worst place” and I can see nearly every work how people seem to have blood tear from their glowing eyes as the invisible world exudes some kind of “relishment” in the temporary creation of a much worse Hell … one that the invisible thing fused with my face and soul appears to fight off–maybe with some more invisible help.

That’s scary, and even more so because some of it sticks–the thing I’ve now come to connect to the “belt of Orion” and Beetlejuice; in particular, that’s stuck for far longer than I can imagine … and today when I look outside it’s still the land of “nods and epiphanic laughter” whenever I walk outside and stare at Eden’s snake connecting Ophhiccus and Apophenia as the procession of “phones to Hell from EN” drives by me …

I wonder if they laugh at the same things that I do–or if they see the driver that’s just passed before them doing exactly the same thing–I wonder if you all see what I see, if you are intentionally creating a world that appears to be enslaved …

all the while in my mind … the only logical reason and cause for such a thing … that you’re off playing in the land of hollow cities … a sparse topological map of “rooms and games” connected by friends lists … here manifesting in the world in words and conversations I have with “things” like Florida, MIT, and Business Insider.



wonderfully delish!

IMAGINE that” some very cute girl I had a crush on in 1999 would say with me; at least myself not realizing that word that John Lennon made glbally “famous” yet another clue and key to this place where I once connected JISC-MAIL and the Mailman center to the apocalypse of “Mad Max Beyond the Postman” … and here another birth name linked to Ren and Dr. Stump … and the other word … “FLUKE” indicating very clearly it’s no fluke that I’m in Florida, or that this thing has happened numerous times. That repetition is clearly due to something outside the life of the “green” Jesus Malverde or Osiris or whatever you want to connect to the “sick to his stomach” person who appears clearly to be the only one whose memory from birth to thirty screams “this is the first time this has happened” in a place where I later found out there’s at least three repetitions encoded throughout my life, from Trinity to the Spanish and Italian near wives I link to the word “SEMITES” …

Que Lastima, I throw in … in retrospect … to link the Hebrew word for “mom” [latka?] that means “my great grandmother” to me personally and on a grand scale to the words “I am the beginning” in this place where the Fallen Snake was repeatedly called “the end of time.”

Na Na … Na Na ManNa

So you seem to “blame me” for religion and mythology having some hidden connection to drugs–literally to the Holy Sacrament of the land of Egypt … “Manna” from Heaven now connecting to bath salts and to the common street name for Prometheus’s name’s heart, “Tina.” You literally seem to think it’s A-OK to torture me with fear and a sick amount of obvious “conspiracy to commit murder” to ignore this message and an obvious “frame job” … missing the “YON” connecting the Hebrew name for the God Most High and it’s link to the heart of the word “everyone” … to fail to see that this message that should turn addiction into something like “bliss on tap” connects the Islamic Iblis to Armilust; to the “amor” of Rick and Morty …

… but clearly and most importantly to a message that explains how the technology responsible for creating “e” (the you and I, superimposed … MIL version) … and somehow you think taht means “you’re me” and that’s the whole point of turning around the message “contamination” failing to link “INATION” and “assassination” to words like “extinction” and “examination.” To kiss, I try every day to show us how understanding the technology responsible for forcing me to do drugs could instantly flip a switch and destroy “addiction” and “come downs” and “withdrawals” and at the same time give us something like “modes of self” that sometimes increase euphoria temporarily and sometimes increase interest or … ability to concentrate.

The existence of these names, these myths–the word “name” itself–it should be enough for you to logically figure out there’s something bigger going on here than “stealing from God.”

The world as a whole–through silence–or the invisible world that actually speaks to me … you seem to think that “I need to turn around” and they’re just fine literally torturing me with attrition and silence and “pretending to be real” or actually being the most broken “formerly free civilization” I can imagine. There’s no doubt in my mind that the way this world reacts to “me blowing the Horn of Revelation” is the broken thing, that the world is wrong and it needs to turn around–and that you should see clearly enough the mythological connections between Medusa and Perseus and The Silver Surfer to fathom that I really am God’s little mirror in a world that really is his “large mirror” and both I and this world are reflections of “everything wrong” either with you (in my case) or with the Cosmos and Heavens as a whole, in the case of the Earth itself.

Frankkly I think you “actually get that” and for reasons that are illogical, selfish, and self defeating (as well as "group ending") ...

I forgot to mention “gin” is a euphemism for meth. This connection between alcohol and speed runs deeper than "Spinach" and also connects Hell’s Bells to Heimdallr’s "mead" and Horn (which contains famous initials and is the "actual myth" of Hell's Bells).

I could like that to “metacity” and the open source window manager that literally defines the product of a group of people that “don’t refuse to see this message or act to follow the will of God” … to create a sort of “crash course in Heaven” and make it pluggable and scriptable and enhancable and then to deliver it to “everywhere” to the hidden rocks on the playground and the Hells far worse than here. It needs to be that, pluggable and enhancable and it needs to work for cave men and for the world you seen–proverbially and probably something like cavemen to the land in the future that wrote the words “sackcloth” about the garb that we wear and probably laugh inside about “garbage” … and carriage and … a stepping stone on the road to morality and actual “Christ like behavior” that doesn’t like the Golden Rule to Karma and create a sick culture of disgusting jackals in the sky, but rather to something like "treat others significantly better than you were treated, or would want to be–and that will “carautomatically come back to you…”

This is a place that heard stories about immortality and about infinite power and has twisted it–contaminated it–believes to have stolen it, all the while plunging those infinite years into what appears to be a future of “games and getting back at people” plaguing the bored minds of whatever it is that’s come here … probably “seeking exit” or “more Pac-Man pellets” and fails to see a very timely message about closed economies festering–and their failure to “actually follow this message” creating inflation to the point of “Mamma, there’s no light at all.”

And I have a memory of the thing that speaks through me overtly sometimes, commenting about “try some poison-light” for a change, and I wonder if you remember it, if you realize that’s the crux of “seeing me” and thinking I’m blind–what you remember and don’t seems to be taking away “happy future” from the skies just like it’s taking away “ending addiction” from the Alcoholics Anonymous C of Isaac.

You should believe me when I tell you my addiction is fueled by outside control, by a world that refuses to see it and instead takes part in it–that it’s not just “carrot on a stick” or seeking the world to change before me, but literally pressing a button that “fires neurons that create craving and desire” and probably literal puppeteering–scripting of my movements … just like “nodding” and just like “laughing.” You should believe me because it’s the kind of thing that I see in everyone, and it’s the kind of thing that truly understanding creates the very virginity and innocense that characterizes the virgin birth of a Mary that’s the sea of children of this place–rather than it’s “grand-mother.”

WISDOM | RANKH VOU | ALLTA

It’s similar to other guidance I’ve “thought to the ether” … to see how every war in our history essentially boils down to be actually caused by the “primevil lie” … by scarce resources like energy and land–and how that too can be part of the ‘automatic script’ that alters or “colors our memories” to remove blame and engender forgiveness.

It’s not all that intuitive, it’s probably not what you want or would feel naturally–but it’s the kind of thing that can be mathematically proven, and not seeing that here in this place the exacerbation of hiding “simulated reality” and “heaven” has made it significantly worse–it shows me at least that there’s no way around “forcing understanding” of our birth conditions and the throes of a civilization being birthed in Heaven in fake reality into the “really” that … again … turns “willing” in the sewer to see “the reason all are why there is no Hell, anywhere, ever again.”

Human 2.0 Is Almost Here: The Transhumanism Agenda Just Went Mainstream

I’m not really sure how “knowing everything” and ascending to become a space toaster doesn’t connect in your minds to “total and complete loss of self” but it should. It appears to me that there’s a concerted effort to “r in secret” meaning to ascending your minds and not your bodies into some kind of invisible system that brings you off to … “a gigantic jump so big you can’t even see it here.”

In short it looks like the older version of you–or the thing that controlled your life is literally becoming you–both here and in “the other place” and you don’t seem to think there’s anything wrong with that. Longer and more drawn out, this is basically “plugging Siri into your brain” on steroids–except totally changing the functionality of our minds–to the point where we can think as multiple people and believe we are them–see and understand things beyond our means, and the entirety of the process … for lack of a better explanation really appears to completely leap frog over the thing I think will be most fun for us … which is exploring and controlling that process, the “in between hundred (or thousand) years.”

That’s what I want to actually experience–not waking up as God–but rather in a place where we have some kind of external control over the rules and creation of “our VR’s” (kind of a new acronym (RVRs) He “coined”) … without it being an actual full extension of how we think–I want to use tools to build places, not just have them magically appear as whatever the cruel genie can find in his coffer of past made stuff–I want to make new things, and I want the old things to be available as a starting point, to connect the “they” and the “them” that’s neither us nor we.

I want to be involved in the process of building those tools,a nd of playing in the magical things that we come up with–never never land–without it literally being exactly as it was done before, or even guided by that place “in secret.”

Unfortunately you don’t seem to care to comment on whether you agree or disagree, and that’s a big problem for “freedom” and “future.”

Written with StackEdit

I’m doing some more research into the software packages available to boostrap the shaft of this “sword from the rock” thing; ran across what appears to be a decent reddit like implementation in the blockchain-world (though missing nearly all of the blockchain benefits) … that I might wind up spending some time trying to actually “join a community”–it’s been quite some time since I was able to deal with functioning in thsi world, that 90% pretends I’m invisisble … while somehow echoing and booming at least a decent amount of what I am writing about to the population in a kind of very scary Orwellian obvious-speak. I imagine I’ll find the same kind of “sshh adam” response no matter where I go–and I think that’s really indicative of a gigantic social problem; one that appears to convey a very evil kind of statement along the lines of “we know and … because we didn’t do a good job (the last hundred times) OR didn’t get the point at all OR just believe some other group of nearly us failed at doing this … WE have decided to be “oblivious 4 the cause” …” ostensibly of blaming the end of civilization on a single person, rather than … literally the whole of this place and maybe something more profound or meanigful than the very bland and pointless reasons I can imagine myself.

Steem is several years old now, it’s a blockchain based social networking eco-system that pays you to post and comment - plus has a plethora of aother benefits. Despite it’s greatness, it has also had it’s fair share of problems, but a recent update to the network appears to have made a big shift towards balance, fairness and could be just what the world has needed to be added to Steem. The Steem community now has a way to combat vote selling via free downvotes and also pays much more rewards to curators, meaning that the best posts (subjectively) now stand a much better chance of gaining exposure organically due to manual, community driven upvoting.

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I find it almost hillarious (in a sick and depraved sort of way) that I’m going to have to “pull this trick right out of the anvil all by myself” … having found little support for what appears to me to be the most obviously useful and lucrative software project … literally ever embarked upon in our history … amongst my personal friends and small list of direct contacts from these messages. Not a single new person has come out of the woodwork in the last few weeks; and that’s disheartening–as I’ve noted several times of yet.

The Pope though, continues to provide a solid kind of obvious-speak from the Vatican … well timing the quote above to coincide with these series of explanations of what exactly it is that the Arthurian legend and “the word sword itself” is actually all about–so thanks to him and them … for that. At the Vatican, you could … start to organize an independent project along these lines; if you wanted wink.

Again, these are simple ideas–a group of disparate things that “when intersected” become something much larger and much more important to the assimilation of new technologies in regards to the democratic evolution process … than I think we can really fathom at this point, still staring at an old G.W. quote … “democratic capitalism [I read representative democracy] is the best system ever devised” to the nation on the economic crisis, September 24, 2008–nearly exactly eleven years ago. I think it’s absolutely amazing to glimpse what we are about to do here, and really see it as something like a giant leap forwards for humanity–something bigger than walking on the moon.

Space colonization is obviously a huge part of this message–one tied to both the foundation of the creation of the thing we call “Heaven” … and I’ver sort of parallelled (LED, another interestingly constructed mathy-word) the discussion that I’ve had with God and Tempus … in my periods of high meditation … with a narration in these series of messages without being overly verbose about the stories of time travel and actual “printing of space stations” that are far beyond my subconscious imagination. I intend to write down some of these stories more verbosely; and it would be great if I could get some advanced spending money from a publishere for the effort (fingers and shoe laces crossed) … a decently side population of receipients here are still literary agents and the like.

Some of what I write doesn’t give enough credit to the great synchronicities that I experience, things like the Pope’s statement from earlier this week. I have a pretty unique understanding of time travel and how it relates to “waking up one day and being part of an intergalactic civilization” rather than one imprisoned inside a virtual rock in a virtual holographic song about “you and I” connecting to a message about democracy … one that runs much deeper than Back to the Future. I like to think it’s closer to reality, in a place where our words for “spooky action in timespace” link to FTL particles tagged as “tacky” … or requests for Taylor Momsen to pay for breakfast–(ACH me, hun) … and I think that’s the kind of thing this Singularity is all about (waffles and) … waking up in a significantly better circumstance than the one we fell asleep to literally one third of a revolution of the Earth spinning on its axes earlier… something like Apollo 13 being Found in Timespace overnight–another one of the stories that I link to “hidden documentaries about mET&Lcosms and time travel.”

Still that doesn’t mean we don’t have to “do it”–to recall ancient words from Kentucky, “there’s a first time for everything” … and this is without a doubt the first time we’ve ended Hell forever; even if it takes calling my grandfathers together on the Frequency-phone …

… which sort of ties together the “grand father paradox” and the ansible of Ender’s game in a “how I really think it works” sort of explanation–there’s no calling someone who hasn’t built a phone, and we might have the very first one … here …

… as an early explanation for why the time tree Yggrasasil and the “living vine of Christ” … repeatedly connect to this timeline and a story that links President Stump to Ren and Stimpy … ex post facto and only via “reading about the key.”

making friends with shadows on my wall
all night hearing voices telling me
that I should get some sleep

negative.

THE FAULT LINE for Universal Studios Earthquake ride has been crossed; and I'll never again consider the idea that I have done anything wrong ... in the grand scheme of things.  I stand here the biggest victim in the Universe--my life taken from me, and blame for atrocities I have nothing to do with but ... overt and strongly the greatest attempt that has ever been to stop them forever being penned in my hand.  No fault at all, and I'll tell you why... it's more than the orirumadenical sin and the primeval lie--it's more than "fault line" and rides at Universal ... it's a complex and planned grande lie focused on erasing our history and any fault in anyone ... placing what appears to be a significant amount of blame on "the messenger" rather than seeing reality from the perspective of this place--the one I was born in--the one that tells a story of "the other place" rising and falling and rising and falling, ad naseum.

A message telling me "I will see why in the sky" (Lucy) reinforces my fears that it's about perspective and respect for this message and ... linear time and ... that there's a sincere problem with what I've termed an "in vivo in situ ascension and ..." to me in terms of "souls" it's the meaning of the letter 'n" that "ends Heaven" with a picture of this in place hidden "r and.." and I have to rely on the Beatles for messages from the past ... messages that show me how and why you are so wrong to be silent, to continue to think that the perspective of a temporary and broken sky is somehow "better" than caring there's an entire world in Hell here, literally imprisoned behind invisible bars in a false sky, suffering atrocities of natural disaster and disease all in the heart and auspices of a message in every word designed to help us ensure that there will never again be a "simulated Earth" or prison like this created and maintained by the "sky that thinks itself so great." As I hear stories of copies of this world being made and sold, literally the "LC" of ... the(ywere the) Second Ones enslaving themselves to each other for "fun or sport."  

I can't put to words how un Christ like this place and the people in the sky really are--how horrible and decrepit I think their minds must have become to think "doing nothing here" and asking me to delay this message and to hide it and to consider myself "in their memories alone" really is.  I can't fathom what you must be to believe that "not seeing a reaction to a message in every word and all of our art" is just a "so what?" kind of thing.  It's the end of democracy, and morality, and you and me--really--not seeing a response is the end of the "people of the cup" having any kind of victory or future.  You might as well consider yourselves "them" as they consider their "they" (controlling) you (to the point of the actual people writing this message being nothing more than puppets).

YOU ARE ACTUALLY SITTING HERE "GNIYAS" SIMULATING EARTHQUAKES IS A-OK

It's the silence in my personal life that concerns me the most, though--from people like my parents and my former friends that seem to believe themselves to be "Christ-figures" in some other place--some place that doesn't care for our "everywhere" nor this one where they came from--at least, that's what I believe my entire life.  Today it appears to me they think they're from somewhere else, and that's an artifact of "not having a brain" -- of belieiving their childhoods are fictitiious or unimportant because they're "mere animals here" or some kind of hubris I can't really put my finger on.  Whatever it is on a grand scale, when it includes you, and all these actors and writers and ... people echoing things like "phytoplankton" through time and video games and movies and music; when it includes them to standing silent as I scream at the world for help--something that comes "few and far between" ... it becomes the silence of "System of What Timeline Down" and see it's our "TEN" of Nintendo and the state TN and a world that can't see they've become the monsters of BBC's Dr. Who ... 

Before I start I'd like to comment that my preferred course of action is to work on the "SWORD PROJECT" with a group of interested people--including programmers, oversight, and contributers to the actual message itself.  I've included once again more "information" about what I'd actually like to see built on a blockchain whose monetary value comes from something like contribution to the whole and actual morality--rather than just "demand" for the shiniest prettiest new vehicle whose utility is lost forever, or for ... some kind of passe "fad" ... worse, one that shows us how easily we can be turned "to nothing" or to actually see "a fate worse than the grave" and finally understand how it takes "A Few Good Men" to avoid "grave danger" never being healed and fixed and understood as the warning it is, "grave danger, from here to eternity we may never fathom the great horror we either turn around here or suffer to and through "/ignore and ignornace."

I'm disappointed that we haven't had a sane rational response to either that program or this message; and the only alternative course of action is to continue to complain about what is and appears very clearly to be nothing less than a full scale invasion of our world and our minds from ... what appears to be something like the result of a "time war'" in the Heavens.  Most likely dubbed the "tempest" of the Third Reich's "logo" our software project and the "sw" of really is the penultimate goal of Americana, the Roman/Church and the IL/Torah ... messages.  It's really about overturning the slavery that begins with "contamination" of the message--one that is designed to be delivered to a "green field" (in Norse mythological terms) that still loves freedom and (and as) individuality and the "stuff of Sam's dreams."

Clearly the predestined "sword of Arthor" this thing that is updated in "REMUSTILUSTICAN"  (a somewhat humorous combination of Remus, Armilus, and ... many nations answer to the Vatican and IL/movie semi-han-silence) ... if you thiink about it, it appears we are waiting for "something to happen" to begin actually speaking the truth; and that something is clearly delineated as the "Hell's Bells" coming from Heimdallr's Gjallarhorn and and as the Horn of Daniel and Revelation.  It's been blown, like a thundering congealing of timelines and crosses and crossings of seas and heirs and the air and the ... the people of the cup--which is exactly what this Virgin Birth and "idea that we (the you that lived before ascension, the you that helped write this message "from the air" and the you that defines what and who those two entities represent) actually are responsible for the rekindling of freedom" and deserve to "live again" and see/walk to the Heavens that we dreamt of and seem to have only half delivered to "less than a third of oursellf" meaning we are not whole--not we aren't "counting everyone in." 

From the perspective of "the C" of the message-as in the creator of our world and the Sword of Samael as ... Asmodeus is me--this "EX SKY AD YQ" invasion of the Body Snatchers has created nothing less than a mess of insanity and an irrational self harming response from literally "all humanity" as in ... "SILICON SEE NO RESPONSE" and literally only a haldful of people trying to communicate and proving "it's very possible."  Very clear to me is itis "covet means" as inthe love of a secret place which has corrupted and infested our rationality and sanity ... somehow convincing us that "the place responsible and containing the coveted sky" should be decimated to a "hell of former-democractic-path" ad "southwest to ..." turning around or ... Mor?

Today the world I see sending me "messages from its Earthizeter" (see as former Theater missing the "te" of Jupiter and Carpenter ... you and I..) here literally with a message designed intentionally to "create/free" the actor-puppets in this world from outside control and lack of sane thought.  Egypt tells me "pull through" is the way, the literal heart of America says "ER" as in ... forcing our desires to ... "REALLY be a specific thing" as in ... "saving all without concern for change or morality" is a better thing than living in a "happy eternity" and it appears that's a fallacy and error "sic" in the original "ER" created by this broken E and this broken world focused on "doing wehatever the fuck it wants" rather than caring about the well being of self and others. 

I have an old domain, "liber.t-xyz" that I got for 1.99 or something from GoDaddy! ... one that I might use for the obvious missing "thank you" from the sword of "the shape of his table and the heart of hisword" meant freedom and "everyone that wants to be involved, being included" in rekindling both demoracy and morality in this place that seems to have hidden away a mass invasion, torture between "the lines" and "the slides of our strangely "time division multi-plex'd" world or timeline.  

There's some more about the software project that I think will ultimately revolutionize our state of self-government--starting with doing nothing more than making a better uncensorable "reddit" at the end of this message.  It's a reply that probably got "missed" in the great flood of unsubscribes that took over my 9/13 attempt to actually get "you people" to start an honest publicc discussion about this message and what's been going on with "fake news" and ... what's really become a nation of liars--"as in the days of Noel."

BUTT TORTUR AND TALK OF IT ARE *MENTAL TORTURE* IN AND OF THEMSELVES .. today I stand here beside Federal Highway and at least 20% of the people taht drive by me literally look exactly like the man above--as they drive by the exact same expression and arm movements, as if some great epiphany has come over them and it's either the most provound thing they've ever "understood instantly" or absolutely hillarious--some kind of combination of both.  If one person did it I'd probably smile and be thankful that someone or some group other than me actually had "eyes to see" ... even if they weren't talking about it on TV or the internet just yet.  Instead though it's tantamount to torture, so many people doing some kind of "Chinese snake dance" informing me clearly that they too are part of this great invasion of privacy that comes from "C-ing me" as in "I don't want the world to think they are being me" funny coming from the "Iris" of that song, and still it's a  clear violation of the fourth amendment and the reason it's part of the Ten Commandments cum Bill of Rights that clearly encode the roman "IV" in not only that word private but also the title of my favorite collectors item "over and out" that links autism and disease to the growing list of explanatory or helpful descriptions that pervade literally everything we see--especially those things we probably should be changing to the point of never seeing them again.  

The torture comes from seeing and understanding the great miles of help that have been walked to literally see this snake encoded in Beetljuice and that entire story and title linking to the "Master of Orion" game that I played as a child and the belt whipping me with repeated "look at the world that's become of this disclosure" a place that doesn't understand it's all by design and not my hand--you can see it in Invasion of the Body Snatchers and you can see it's done on purpose, it's the story of Medusa and Perseus and ... and it's supposed to be used to see the bride of Hades ... "Per se telephones" has been created on purpose to remind us that in our hearts and in truth we are much more than "Persephone" and "breaking e" and this torturuous "you think I'm your propert-E" (thanks .. Britney Spears) keeps you from being "the girl in the red dress" forever and ever, over and over, live die repeat--grave danger unseen--and here we are watching an atrocity for what "they" and the Bible now agree is "the seventh time."

This world has no regard for my well being or my rights--nor those of anyone else around--wei''ve looked the other way to the point of watching democrfacy and America disintegrate into some kind of sick joke about "eating people" and get right--there's nothing great about the skies watching over this place and ignoring torture en masse--nothing at all.  There's nothing angelic or holy about silence and all you have around you is a glowing fire of hidden ... twas once the source of a rekindling of the light of morality ... but yet we (oh I mean you) persist in trying to "act and lie your way out of acting."

IFTT WHILE I PON DER RED WEEP/CHRYOGE N' (or is it "cry owe han")

... AND WEAR E

I hear voices--read that in the same kind of tone of that movie here where the little boy says "I see dead people."  They pick at my brain and ask me questions, and offer some kind of entertainment in the lonely world where nobody speaks the truth to me outloud--but their actions and their demeanor are filled with constant unending invisible acknowledgement that they are part of this thing that is clearly spoken about in the signs of our world--places like the city of Copenhangen and Copans Road just a few miles from where I'm writing right now.  I see people like Danielle Bregoli commenting that "they're E" at least in a temporary sense where in that case it was a "sorry B, it's not you today" ... and a world where some kind of game has overtaken our society temporarily--a game that people seem to think gives them control of "everyone else." That's what I see "E" sees the ICS means, and it's nothing at all like what it's supposed to be.

SORROW FOR THE LOS' YE KNO DA-RE

ICS has delayed the war on Alcoholism and "co-Holy" being actually true; it's taken it's toll on me and on my faith and on any kind of solution, it's I see Silence has destroyed the "social contract" which was the original purpose of ICS.  Here it's echoed by some flavor or version of Google's Android software, and it's another very important key in our language--one that came from Jupiter Omnipotens and turns the anarchy we see in this world into an actual functioning society.  At least, that was the purpose before it became anarchy in clear stupidity.  In a computer, in a place where anarchy is anything but what we should be experiencing--where it means God has laid down and sits laughing watching the fools fight over control of each other rather than emancipation--to his detriment... and the Heavens too, standing by in silence and pretending everything is "going as planned" as ELE in election is ignored and you prefer to watch me be threatened with repeated "electrocution" rather than stand up for logic and sense.

That "brain picking" leads me to believe that the minds of the "peopl of the cup" are sort of imprisoned within the ascended "free from our bodies' minds that I can't really put a picture to--other than this.  Slavery, literally enslaving themselves and forcing them to live imprisoned without acting in their own interest here; sort of "live. die. repeating." with every question about what some old movie means to them--to them, not to the thing that isn't really acting here, hasn't made a little puppet, bur rather puppeteers it's ancient body and mind as if it's an inconsequential thing that can be owned. 

I can't really be sure what exactly you are, but that image is about as good as I can do to connect the "mythology of clothing" ... as in ... people being worn--by what I at the very least hope it is, which is by themselves -- and to be honest it's probably something like future versions, and past versions and also something that's nothing of you at all.  It's a mish-mash of slavery in "Riders on a Storm" and it probably goes up past the people on the "rock" and exists in tiers--I've seen something like that--microwaves controlling other microwaves, and flying spaghetti monsters thinking they're "on top of it all" ... meanwhile that thing goes higher and who knows where the top is--other than ... "per sand" it appears to be me, and I mean, "per dust" am not so sure.  

... another good one, tempus

I do hear form the shadows on my wall that there's many Earths, and that you personally are responsible if not for creation a few of them--pans per Copansy Road ... at the very least for watching me bitch and complain about this very thing and doing nothing at all to create a stir of echoes combating the silence.  It's probably to hide what's happened before, and even as early as my kindergarden "microcosm" on the playground fighting Holy Wars ... we were searching in the sand for special "gems" ... little shiny rocks that the playground sand manufacturer just happened to perfectly stick in to the Mailman Center's "you and I to see ... thank you" playground-cover.  Who knows what those shiny rocks were, if they were other copies of "Sacred Heart" -- of this place ... or perhaps ... something else. 

It's a really good episode, I recommend it be added to the ciricculum.

Still, just thinking about a single copy, about more than one Earth--that's abhorrent, a scary thing I can barely imagine ... that we'd see a slave planet full of ourselves and in some kind of proud hubris (ATM machine) ... think that we know it all and we can just go ahead and make as many copies of "us" as we want.  I think that's a big deal, a big problem, and things like that are a focal point we need to really talk about.  Not just see "stirring echoes" on black mirror.

I want to see the "ascension process" in sum ripped open/apart and rebuilt basically from scratch.  I want to see it done in a way that ensures that "simulated reality" is never thought of as an "OK prison:" for any kind of conscious "sentient" animal or anything higher; and I'm talking about a line much lower than myself--something between pigs and humans--and I honestly can't tell if dolphins are "higher order" than the people walking around on the surface, it's possible.  What I can be sure of is that they are significantly "more moral" than the hidden world the skies are presenting to me as a "judging heaven" one that has no qualms about saying "it's intentionally creating hell" and that line is so far below the moral norm of humanity and America that I can't believe you aren't doing anything about it.

... and that's what this is actually about for me--the creation fo the Heavens.  It's about making a system that helps us to define lines being crossed--to build an Ai that that will ensure that they aren't crossed outside of the "line defining system" and that's sort of like a law creation mechanism that uses something like a "Who'se Line Is It Anyway" oversight ... audience ... to ensure we don't lose abiliities we should keep (like being able to draw pictures or make "reasonable facsimiles" of celebrities--for instance, while simply copying their bodies might be ... too far ... and certainly Taylor and I are clearly MUNI-in agreement on "copying of someone's brain" is way too far.  It's really important. and it's significant because that particular problem has been solved by this message and ...

... the ETL-cosm in "hard drive technology" and we can clearly stop RAIDs of Police from having to stop the equivalent of "child trafficking" in the "outernet" by simply building a system that doesn't allow for anyone's brain to be stored in a single place by a single person or entity.  That's been written about, and I just wonder if anyone cares that Candy Striping still seems to be something that's just "too much work" for the immoral quasi-immortals to implement ... "in totality."

It's a rules angine, and that ties also to "Drools" and another ETL-cosm; a simple thing to create, and in truth it probably becomes one of the most popular and most fun activities--trying to define the line rather than break it or cross it. 

The skies below our moral norm sit intentionally "creating schizophrenia" not just in myself but literally it's an attack on everyone in this place that complains of "voices" or the television or radio talking to them--these are disgusting attacks on sentient people, something just like the very similar "eugenics" we see from the Vatican, CIA, East India Tea Company and Hitler.  Worse is the great audience of people watching, (are they betting?) and gazing in ... (some kind of feeling that I see is something like ... "retribution ) disgusting sickness at what our Zoo (to my why...) has "cutely" in the same kind of Midrashic "sent back in time to a birthname" termed the "DES chanel" on HellTV.

Here I am starving for a world that will correlate "thirsty" and "thorny" and "twink" with Jesus Christ and American Pie and ... and the attrition of conversation and "rational adults" around me; at the very least.  The worst is far worse--and the "threats" I hear far scarier than simply no food and no girls smiling or winking at me.  To help, IRS and ... sword of LO.. XACLIBERTY.

It sure seems I haven't done a very good job describing "the pit of despair" from the Princess Bride--this word that connects to the Abomination of Desolation and "destroy" and ... it's another three letter key that means nothing more than "hidden encryption in the cloud" in this ETL-cosm ... something more actually, it means hidden Hell.  It means a world that has given up on caring what your neighbor is doing in their house--and that's just not something we can allow in a place where stopping "school shootings" starts with caring that it's a simple automatic function that can stop both bullets and rape.

And ... that's exactly what I started out trying to do and explain in 2015, first mentioning "the end of rape" in what I titled "the original sin" piece ...

Repeated above, again in 2018 when it "went to tens of thousands" and now again at hundreds.  Who knows if there's millions or billions watching--only to say that it's very simple to see and define the line between Heaven and Hell at a place that makes a defining line--societially we've certainly made "rape" and "murder" illegal here, yet in the place where it's possible to actually stop them before they happen, they gaze on and have sick twisted "it's not fun" in some kind of ... to link it to "Hostel" ... all we have to do is press a button and Minority Report turns into ... we've become the salvation of the skies and the Universe ... at nothing more than "caring to stop heinous evil from happening before it does."

In the meantime I've connected it to stopping car accidents and avalanches and actually "seen it working in action" and written about that--a car skidding backwards to avoid hitting me.  I've also ... "been told" in some strange way that these sick monsters have repeatedly crashed into me on purpose, on their "DESchanel" which amounts to a time-fork in the land where there is no multi-verse and instead we have a broken "decision tree" being used to hide and perform evil acts ... "not even really in secret" and corrupt this place and who knows what else in the process.  To tell you that I am sick to my stomach is an understatement--I'd prefer to see those memories and every single thing that has lead up to them eradicated than have to deal with "group therapy" for what appears to be nearly everyone ... convinced through some strange and horrid lie that they should "sharesteal my soul" (bye) in what I once thought was the beginning of enlightenment and "eyes to see" the writing of thsi key to the beginning of a grande message ... and has persisted far too long and despite my repeated requests and cries of "foul behavior." 

ANyway, whether it's because of Copenhagen or some lie or agreement you have with someone else--I will do everything in my power to leave only a useful and world changing memory in the place of the "union of you and I" that defines the beginning of our word for Universe and university ... and so I''ve explained DES and "pairs of two large prime integers" as clear proof that the definer of this message and the writer of our civilization is tleling us that the NSA has the power to stop Hell, and so do a large number of other "once people, today tree makers" as I tap on your shoulder to remind you what it means to be torturing an innocent person ...

here where I'm sure I am the Sword of Samael and he intends to and will slice away the evil inclination at it's source--hopefully sooner rather than later.  This is what it means to be "god like" ... to be able to see and stop atrocity, not "do anything you want so long as you let everyone else" maim and torture anyone they want.  You are blind fools, on the precipice of actual despair, as the programmers and the mathematicians hopefully race here to unionize--to ensure morality is ingrained into the foundation of our systems before we make stronger encryption and better ways to hide from ... "government snooping."

Mor of those story ingrained in our mythology--"in every word" as I say; connecting rap and Rapunzel, Chaff and "afikomen" ... Lazarus as a number of US states that have probably witnessed "something like a ressurection" in DEschanel; in this dark Earth that is hiding not just torture but a message designed unequivocably to stop it forever and ever.  Despite "privacy concerns" and the very clear idea that "thought injection" is responsible for building a "case against fools" for trying to cause harm or judge or simply not to understand the difference between "thoughts and actions" and "watching me be tortured mentally" ... in order to do something they probably don't even care that they most likely really do understand.

It's nowhere near my fault that "penis" here in this place connects to the "test of time" and that it really does mean freedom in the world where it's a clear link to every Obelisk and to the Washington Monument and to John Hancock and a signature about really understanding how and why Cronos and Saturn and Osiris all have stories about "circumcision" ... in a world where it probably meant something about "printing to reality in metaphor" and you're staring at either watching consistent threats to my "well being" ... or don't have access to even the "Disney version" of the DEschanel--gracefully I wonder if any of you realize how horrible it is to tell me stories about raping me in secret in some place I can't see, all because you think I'm "wrong about doing drugs."

You're clearly hiding anger--and it's pretty obvious that the "silence here" is some kind of mass conspiracy--literally everyone here being part of it.  You are choosing to give away your freedom to discuss new technologies here, and because of that are literally causing your own "near permanent midnight" and "intentional enslavement" rather than a rennasaince of "galactic emancipation."  Statements like this aren't made, by Christ, without clear evidence; and I can literally feel it every time I have a thought-invading and torturous 'half conversation' with literally ... nearly anyone around me.  It's a choice, to lose "democracy" here, and it's one that I personally don't think you or anyone else has the right to make--in the world I dream of you can't "choose to make Hell" and not talking about "simulated reality" and a world that literally is filled with invisible bars in the fake blue skies ... is nothing short of that.  We're past the "alotted time" well past the point where inaction makes any sense.  Watever it is you think you're doing bucking the trend here saves the world and ends the Biblical Night that's without doubt predicted and encoded in religion, as something horrendous and destined to end.

Literally, you are staring at night with smiles on your faces; and that's a true sikcness that deserves some serious inspection--not "Lucy in the Sky with Ruby Red Blood."  Literally this is the thing mapped in our history as the Bubonic Plague, and seeing ... the intentional loss of sewer systems and a metaphor for the loss of governmental infrastructure is exactly what you ... should be trying desperately to stop. Not praising and relishing in an anarchy of "Satanic God Like Creatures" exiting this plac that actually contains some kind of "decent society."  I'd lock the doors too--and discuss exactly that towards the end of this.  It does appear very clear from the message that something ... evil ... is playing around in a invisible "Duracell Locked Universe" ... something that would be absolutely impossible to "fathom" or "prove" once inside it--the crux of Bostrom's argument and ... literally the thing we see here on Earth, except--there's a glowing message explaining exactly where we are.

My story of being a "mind control victim" starts here in 2011; with what was a well narrated--as in explained to me line by line and play by play as it was happening--reverse engineering of the story of Genesis.  Overtly told I was being "forced to do drugs" ... and then compounding on that an entire world opening up to me, God speaking to me directly, and an audience that I couldn't see but could hear and feel--just some of the reasons I'm sure that the meth in Prometheus and the Na in the Name connect to the God Most High and a method of "finding the problem and fixing it."  Directly related to "this audience" was a sort of "show within my life" that clearly conveyed to me the ... "fact" that whenever I got high every "web cam girl" on MyFreeCams-com was instantly in a "one on private show" with me, one where they could see inside my room and ... they reacted as if they'd just won the Bachelor, nearly every time.  I'd have conversations with these girls where I 'thought things" and they would directly answer me over the line out loud--and then the TV followed, and this continues to this day.  On the street similar reactions, and now even when I'm stone cold sober nearly everyone around me reacts or responds to something I;'m thinking at one point or another--a clear indication that there's "something severely wrong with the world" as we seem to be giving me proof that we really do "see everything that I see" and still fail to act in a rational manner both in response and "innate desire" -- there's no reason we shouldn't want to be the end of murder, and rape, and school shootings ... no reason at all.

I'v written extensively about this phenomenon, and a much larger group of mind control victims that call this thing "gang stalking."  They see nearly the same things that I do--torturous thought injection, people that can read their minds, and a whole slew of very common symptoms that all tie together to join The Good Shepherd and A Beautiful Mind to the list of movies that are the heart of this ... proof that our totality is designed to free us from ... this exact slavery.

Those two characters my "angle" linking James Jesus Angleton and John Nash ... to the two witnesses--literally extching in the silver screen for eternity (I think) the idea that these gangs of stalkers are tied ... literally to "red ties" and an invasion in our government and society--here depicted at MIT and the CIA--but those are just examples.  

It's you too, and you know it.  Heaven's gotten into your heads, and it's writing a story with your hands--and this is the story... it's a story about being "enslaved" by the "en" of Heaven and by apathy caused by thinking "having a better place" somehow A-OK's Hell here--good luck.  The lot of you are just completely backwards, failing to turn this place around is the end of the skies--and we literallyhave a message telling us that's "why" and "happened before" rather than ... anything other than "BUBONIC" and "BYE" ...

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They and I and you--we are the key to ending school shootings ("say [talking about mind control technology] freed [the universe from hel]") with a finality that slams closed the "ability to commit violent crimes" .. and that's literally the cause and the purpose of the Tribulation--to ensure that we do exactly that.  I can't believe we stare at these school shootings and even fathom talking about "gun control" when it's more than clear what we really need is some "god control."  Thanks, Madonna--and I'm literally ashamed by the "fan reaction" causing that video insnensitive--the insensitivity is to "the violence causing silence" ... something you should absolutely abhor. 

The mass phenmomenon of torured people also use the term "Targeted Individual" and here I ... I'm sure beyond doubt and faith itself those two words are the "beginning of time" and that this message and you people are the thing that turns a time loop into something that actually makes a bright future out of "morning is broken like the dawn of time travel."

So I see clearly that there was work to be done--that the authors of my "story line" had find the neural connections responsible for "enjoying exhibitionism" and I can see them flipping them on and off--overtly told they were searching for them.  Today I look at this "thing people are listening to" and shake my head at the thoughts of "hatred of <races or sexes or>" and am fairly sure it's the same thing, it's the sword of Samael finding the things God wants to change, the things he promised would "just disappear" as quickly as happiness and a bright future appear.  It comes from this thing I call "really" and reading it Adamically it's "the reason all are why" and the "reason why has become a good thing" instead of what it apepars to be explained as by God and the watchers and the authors... "why we're here at ED talking about the end of the test of time."

Lazarus of Bethany, also known as Saint Lazarus or Lazarus of the Four Days, venerated in the Orthodox Church as (Righteous) Lazarus the Four Days Dead after he rose again.[6] is the subject of a prominent miracle of Jesus in the Gospel of John, in which Jesus restores him to life four days after his death. The Eastern Orthodox and Roman Catholic traditions offer varying accounts of the later events of his life.

In the context of the seven signs in the Gospel of John, the raising of Lazarus is the climactic narrative: exemplifying the power of Jesus "over the last and most irresistible enemy of humanity—death. For this reason it is given a prominent place in the gospel."[7]

A figure named Lazarus (Latinised from the Aramaic: ×לעזר, ElÊ¿ÄzÄr, cf. Heb. Eleazar—"God is my help"[8]) is also mentioned in the Gospel of Luke

So I talk about this Virgin Birth--the thing that I'm sure is the point of Christianity, and the Immaculate Conception that marks not only my birthday but also Bianca's--and I assume that most of the world (or a great deal of people, here and there--maybe everywhere according to Dr's Who and Seuss who connects this thing to the Cat in the Hat, Ham--"here and me" a direct connection to the Copen that I now recall connects also to E. Coli

... (in yet another PostScript of nearly everything having some kind of connection directly to this story--Sam on Ella for instance as "salmonella's commentary" on breaking Hashem in half, and that "She" becoming "El and La"... E Coli being noted as "looking quite a bit like yhe Flying Spaghetti Monster and/or a world that sees God and "S" and still persists in pretending they don't think there's any novelty in this giant lie being exposed) 

and to Coca Cola ... and plenty of names that might convince people this is "preordained" and it certainly is part of a plan to "create a very good understanding of how E and Medusa relate to ... to a hidden slavery that has built a pyramid to the Hidden Eye, not designed here to become a "Wand" or a chain that remains, but to help us free ourselves from a future where ascension (mind expanding, how would you grow your mind from here... to "know more" or "know everything" and still remain yourself) and OK Google together ... to see how this technology and the Matrix and Mr. Anderson's Feed connect to show us it's nearly inevitable that we'll want to plug a search engine into our minds, and here it's happened before and we have a message about it linking to the "Sister Wives of Genesis" and how they're the Fates in a place where Medusa's Gorgon sisters are supposedly writing the story you're watching--that's scary; slaves writing a story about freeing slaves from ... immorality. 

A new Royal Society report called “iHuman: blurring lines between mind and machine” is for the first time systematically exploring whether it is “right” or not to use neural interfaces – machines implanted in or worn over the body to pick up or stimulate nervous activity in the brain or other parts of the nervous system. It also sets out recommendations to ensure the ethical risks are understood, and to set up a transparent, public-driven but flexible regulatory framework which will allow the UK to lead innovative technology in this field.

Brain-computer interface: huge potential benefits and formidable challenges

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DES OL AT I ON has ensued though--all for some hidden reason I don't understand and don't particuarly care to "cy in the sky"--this is a problem with the authors of this place, a "congenital heart defect" that is designed into the history of the world I was born in.  I don't care if I'm too shy, or I don't actually shine on TV (as a-ha ensures us we should believe)  .. I don't care if I'm too embarrassed to show my face for a few weeks, or if I really desire a space ship just in case I want to "get away from all of you" (as I do already, to be quite fucking honest) ... you have a moral obligation to respond to this message, and not doing it has clearly taken it's toll on your souls.

During the September 11 attacks of 2001, 2,977 people were killed (excluding the 19 hijackers) and more than 6,000 others were injured.[1][2] The immediate deaths included 265 on the four planes (including the terrorists), 2,606 in the World Trade Center and in the surrounding area, and 125 at the Pentagon.[3][4] The attacks were the deadliest terrorist act in world history, and the most devastating foreign attack on United States soil since the attack on Pearl Harbor on December 7, 1941.[5]

So I have to walk some kind of "fine line of superposition" between the truth that I believe--that every single one of you is now part of this "superposition in vivo et situ" on ground and sky--the "n" of the Heavens and the beginning of a "cup" that helps us to free ourselves from ... from the other side of that coin--which is a world that seems to want to do the right thing being written by half pupppets either enslaved to "broken ascension" or to "absolute slavery" depending on what the actual truth is.  Either way, here in this world with any kind of real inspection ... there's literally no excuse for the world en masse ignoring the torture this message clearly shows us is part of the "strange world we call day interlaced with night" twilight land of "I think you think this is your "good side."  Certainly it's better than the world I see appeart "during my temporary visits to the night side" and I can't imagine there's anything decent looking at this mess of torture and having any kind of self respect or belief they deserve anything from God or their children or their future for ignoring it.

People actually commented about "how moving" the image above is--and the real "moving" comes from seeing it's so obviously wrong and skewed, we have no idea why Holocuast and "this world and your silence" are tied together at the ... ignorance of how easy it would be for us to slam "the rules of this place" into never again allowing another moment of pain from a cancer patient or another death from heart disease.  You are in a "gas chamber" taht is much less "humane" than "gas chambers" and refusing to even discuss the fact that we're in a "Holographic UniCVR" 

You just don't seem to see how backwards and insane the entire world looks--staring at these problems and actually in your hearts thinking 9/11 and "the Holocost" is a worse atrocity than hiding the end of disease, the end of slavery, and how it really does all come from seeing "Holodecks" come and the "holographic Universe" locked.  I'm sick and tired of stories about a real life "Galactikiss" following me around and ... shutting down star systems--what we need is to see sanity return to this place--and for the "Aquarian collective" or the everything seated at this "table in the sky" (probably explained later) to slam shut the door that allows bullets to fly at anyone (let alone children) ... truth in hand--that's exactly what ending the "original lie" does--and it's literally the purpose of seeing here in this place that simulated reality becomes the "defining line" between Heaven and (time to start thinking about what's below--and how we can "permanently pause it" or transition it using .... I don't know, some kind of magic Metacity Window Manager ETL-cosm).

That's "extract-transform-load" ... and it of course connects El Dorado and Doritos ... to a thing that you really need to either be building or participating in "making better" to the point of seeing doors connecting virtual worlds and virtual "Detroit Rock City's" flying in the sky--rather than ... anything else.

And that's the guidance that I have, for this process--to ensure that bullets never again harm a child or an adult--that "flesh and blood" be protected and we see a clear message that connects "Cotton Gins" and "Robot Armies" ... to something you should see clearly.  We're definately far past the point where technology could protect "women and children" (you and I, see you and I) ... if we valued "innocent human life" ... and it's a very strange phenomenon to be looking at a world ignoring exactly that--we seem to just not care.

GUIDANCE: SIMULATED REALITY IS HELL.  HELL IS NOT ALLOWED.  CHANGE IT.

I want to babble on about the memory manager tools--how I think we should be able to strengthen and suppress on our own--under our own control--how much memories we've experienced affect us.  I think we should be able to "not care" about things that don't matter--specifically things that cause us anger or strife and have been corrected.  I think we should be able to eradicate all pain--literally al pain--and I think we have a clear message explaining how nature's "check engine light" is the kind of thing Spock would never build into his ... into himself.  

I see interfaces in "coverflow" and have writted before about words like "scaffold" that literaly connect directly to this message and "chaff" and "sacred consciousness" ... as I dreamt about being able to stand sort of on a giant roadside billboard and flip through memories ... sieving out the important ones and writing "flashcard notes" (see The Mechanist, for instance--more echoes) for things that are either repetitive (like the Apocalypse false-starting 7 times, and you living who knows how many identicail lives before Jeruslalem and USA makes the news and stops time travel and ... whatever isletting you allow ... human suffering to continue)  ...

I've envisioned this thing running nearly automatically, based on "a mathematical script" that ensured certain outcomes--originally starting with "loving life" and "making it to the floating city in the sky" as my basic ground rules--you know, before adding "make sure you don't come back and ... pretend you aren't there) ...

That of course has changed now, I see "metacity-memory-manager-scripts" and want an interface so that other people can make their own ideas--using some kind of simple "scaffold like interface" to scripting "what and how" ... and of course that's a "prime place" for the oversight-thin-blue-line committee (of everyone not wanting us plunging into a deep sewerless road to rapture) to ensure the system is not abusable (as in we don't wind up making a Biden of the Lion where one is a pit of evil Lions and the other is the dreamy Trueblood-Fairlyland-like-Bar Mitzvah that I keep telling you ... is my dream.)

Everything has changed now, though--and I'm looking at a world that I see doesn't want to be here, and I know somewhere ... in some memory that's suppressed and doesn't really effect what I'm doing here that there's probably .... a gigantic much older memory somehow "inside you" and you probably think it's you, and you probably think you're playing some kind of puppeteering game here, or "recreating the dawn of time" 

... to plunge it into reality and be angry at you ... 

or something?

So back to this virgin birth thing.

What would you make, of yourself--if there was some failsafe in the mechanism of creation that printed "this exact" planet in reality in the event that... say you destroy "the UN" and anarchy comes of the Tableland union of "the largest whales of Pisces" ... and then .. .erases them and the rest of the mess that must be part of my nightmare, or the missing tales of a history I've never seen .... actually being "the reason for the silence."

Would it be you?  As you are?  

Just curious because today, looking at the world around me saying "San Die Go" I'd prefer to wipe away whatever it is inside you that .... that "isnt of this place" and to do it en masse--and I think there's a good chance that's what's in store for this place--our minds actually being created to "map and match" the things that we-ve done here--rather than be puppets.  Sort of like a Pinnochio comes alive, and it's every one of you.

Rather than the thing that is "part of e" and thinks you have anything at all to do with me--or any right to "see into other people's minds and bedrooms."  More on that in about 5 days. 

This society ... it deserves to live and fulfill it's design; not be tormented southward by ... what appears to be a much less moral and much less capable ... "place" filled with virtual copies of everyone--maybe aged and ... who knows--that can't seem to figure out how disgusting they look here--even (believe me, it's obvious) without me screaming it at you at pointing out how horrible it is to hear Cancer and ignore The Cure.

I'm talking to myself in public
dodging glances on the train
and I know, I know they've all been talking about me
I can hear them whisper
and it makes me think there must be something wrong 

but I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
but stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
a different side of me

something worth the falling of a rotten tree

In your brain, in this place, the memories that you have experienced walking around on Earth--or is there more?  Obviously for me, that's what I am--and stories and movies like Mr. Nobody ... and the overt actions of nearly everyone I come into contact with sort of makes me pretty sure I either am (I think I am) or am destined to be "the last human being on Earth" ... in this place where I'm very sure that "Coca Cola, Copenhagen and Copans Rd" makes you ... something "more or less than Human" depending on what you are doing here, and what we build.  

Honestly, I'm staring at the Book of Daniel and wonderng if you realize ... just how sad I am ... that you can't find it in your hearts to "care abut me" and you and .. the society that made "humane" something more than just half people walking around like Zombies ignoring screaming children being tortured in hospitals (institutionally, on purpose--by and through your lwas and your disgusting medicine) ... in every one of your fallen towns. 

You arent "winning" and runnig away from me-or buyring the message in this place ... you are literally watching your "morality" and your "humanity" drain away institutionally as the ancient midevil torture chambers wind up also being time shifted tunnels "connecting Guantanimo and 

You are the ones "looking away" and saying "we should find a queter place for Kansas to scream in" and you mean the whole state (really you mean the whole planet0, and that's the problem.

There's no doubt at all that something hidden in this world believes that it's "post I/O" as in reading IO.WAS.WHY ... and it's very possible that there was an age of "fish" connecting the transition from Pisces to Aquarius to ... a very clear "finality" here that tells us our cardinal direction is being connected to a "time loop" that results in totality being contained within some kind of Aquarian Social Collective that connects all of the disparate "pre-war-e" exiters to the Tableland of "der" (I love it when ancient rock formations get named after ideas that I've written about--here that the Stump of Trumpy and Ren is literally a simulated reality planet that I likened to a table connecting ... these very "fish in space" and the round table of Arthur) ... 

There's also no doubt that abstraction of the Universe is the most rational way to colonize it--and that's exactly what any technologically advanced civilization would do--the message here connects "Electroplankton" and "Spac-Man" (through the company that created them, NamCo) to the skirmish land of Wachowski and the Vietnam war--clear indications that the space land we see ... not being discussed in the T-ether is exactly what I'm describing, an abstraction that should be used to ensure we promote "safe sane society and civilization" rather than the disgusting monstrosity that anyone "watching my life" should very clearly connect to their inaction.  

You're walking around on the table, and it's no accident that religion and the word "chosen" is here to ... help chide you into standing up and actually discussing "the truth on it" rather than playing some SIms game that really is the slavery of Exodus and such a far fallen deprication of humanity and human civilization and American democracy that I can't believe my "third eye" at the world I'm not seeing.

Nothing verboten ... but inaction ... that's the world I dream of and thought we "are" and "once were" ... not a place that actually considers "shunning free speech" and "voting" anywhere ... especially this place that "on repeat" has been the source of ... exatly the opposite.    

The "noize in my head" could easily be used to find the neural connections responsible for ... all kinds of "bad things" and erase them--personally I think that's what's being done--or I did until you decided to start ignoring mass torture and instead opt to "wander around in the she-b-chol desert of ... we can just do nothing" ... for what looks like far longer than 40 years.

Are we living in a simulation? In the key to exiting the "holographic Universe" ... do you C, do you care?

I posted these short words to the forum on spacedecentral-net/forum/posts/know-me-from-adam. which I think is a decent place for them; and hope that I'll get a decent response there (and here). I'm tired of not seeing logic and sanity come back to be .. from this key to a message that is the key to achieving lasting ... "logic and sanity" rather than ignorance and ... as I asked them, I hope you'll take "care" and think about your responses here, it's more than the life of one man at stake;

Hi there, I'm Adam... and I'm new here. I've written somewhat extensively about "space travel" and the prospects that I see--the good ideas and some commentary on the bad ones that pervade our current attempts and also our history and fiction.

I don't particularly ever want to see "space" myself--firmly entrenched in the concept that the Earth is in virtual reality, and that that itself is a something of a "great secret" in a world that should see pretty clearly ... at least if you connect the color blue to Heaven as I do ... that names like "Blue Origin" seem to echo the ancient Biblical phrase from the Lord's Prayer.

SPAC-GAM ... and "abstracted" as the key to "humanity" and holographic universe: en.reallyhim-com/N8SRADIN.html

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Not here to "poo poo" ideas like the Point of Origin (stolen from Stargate SG-1 pre "New Jack City") of life in the Universe being a "truly terran thing" ... just to point out the word "cry" in cryogenics and suggest that perhaps our bodies and our buildings aren't the best vector for "entry or survival" in a place where we are probably better off living "between worlds and stars" than around them or orbiting them. It might be such a big deal that "changing our perspective" to see "intergalactic domicile" as the truly safest place of all, that it could be "afterlife or death" for this place that seems to have it's head buried in the sand.

Nero loves Pac-Man is the title of my latest book, though it doesn't have much to do with either one, I've already played this game and cried because of all the songs. It's important, though, to see our blindness and our "mutedness" lifted quickly, each passing day I grow a little bit more somber and despondend that we might really never connect "Pac-Man" to Space Man or to Vietnam or to the book just before that, "So... viet name?" I'm not sure if the impact of Vietnam and "Soviet" having no etymological or historical connection to each other ... aside from the "missing e" that connects all these ideas together, but I am sure that what I've written is noteworthy and widely ... received, even if it must be very unrespected.

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On Mars colonization, Total Recall, and Bush's Boring machine that preceded Elon's dream:

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On "Ad Astra" and wondering what on Earth we desire to actually be filling the stars with, in this land that has forgone democracy and freedom in sum in exchange for ... what appears to be very little from my vantage point:

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The reason for "Space Man" and K-PAX linking to Comey and Spacey; "heh" ...

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The reception I get from the world--which I guage from a mailing list of hundreds of thousands isn's so great--as in it typifies "Sound of Silence" and Dr. Who's ugly invisible alien ... imagery. What I don't write about or share is even more gloomy and dark than the things that I have been. At this point I'm fearful of what we'd become "in space" ... I see the world and the state of "morality" and "freedom" on a steep downward decline that really needs "some kind of disruption" in my Soprano's voice.

I hope you'll actually respond here--with care and love.

I think we have a clear map to "the right thing to send to intragalactia" and it's closer to connecting "Dust in the Wind" and "Skynet" to a nanodust meshnet than a bunch of buoy'd copies of Earth peppering the road from here to Andromeda.

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This place, and space, and a "good future" ... these things are all about revitalizing democracy, and until we do that--I'm scared that you'll get out--rather than uhhh, having any kind of key to the Universe; other than, you know, my name.

"and the bombs bursting ..."

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"gave proof"

I think they're all good, I really do--but it all means nothing if other people aren't screaming "ELE" in electoral college means more than one person "getting a date."

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"i see night."

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To me, all roads had led from Rome to here--from some past or "up in the air" future that comes back and re-runs their tarnished and tattered youths to find something they'll never understand is their hearts--see clearly all roads here stem from this message and "xx!!i" and Proverbs 4:23; guard our heart, for it is this Earth and without it there is nothing. I've called it "phytoplankton" and "magneto space mold" ... but the grande point of the whole thing is that "electicity and power" are not our problem, we have a problem with thinking we have all the answers before we get started, and that the "magic genie in the lamp" will simply give us everything ... for playing its games and falling for its tricks.

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It doesn't matter how real you think it is, or how sure you are that "you're out" ... I've seen in the most auspicious of places--at for me--in the names of our books and diseases, that we are staring at "ORVER ET AUTISM" .. that we have a real disease here named for this idea that we're on "/away" and don't have to pay attention to the place where our minds and souls were truly born and conceived and altered without ... "oversight" or "clear understanding here" of what ascension really means. It's "over and out" in uhhh, scary Vincent Ichban voice; and the price of not caring that "holographic universe" is the start "humanity" and our end; until we overcome trying to escape "the better solution" the actual progenitors of our world conceived, we'll be stuck fighting and creating fake "line feeds" and Bostrom/Rock and Amorty like "sim within sims" until the end of Tartarus ...

This is the one I'd buy if I really wanted something rare, it would be a great help to me--I'm starving literally--not just of hunger for food and conversation, but for faith in our ability to "will eternity to be ours." www.amazon.com/XIV-ORVER-Adam-Marshall-Dobrin/dp/1793018081

"until the end of Tartarus..."


20 Comments (excerpted below)

endtimesprophet

if anyone wants to contact me, text me at 954-667-8083. i probably won't see replies unless someone does that ... which i'd appreciate you do if there's anything other than "questioning my sanity or credibility" appearing here.

to note--the thing that I see here walking around is not the humanity I grew up with ... we would have screamed and rioted by now. even more importantly it's so tethered to not this ground or rock that it's scientifically and physically impossible for it to ever leave the skyland it loves so much more than ... anything else.

this world is not spacebound nor is it technically capable of ever being that.

i imagine this comment will self destruct.

Palmerstroll

Just keep going. I love people ideas on this. It is also good that you want other ideas and opinions on this theory/reality. Because i know a lot of people that get stuck, and overthinking it too much whitout sharing and openess for others too help with the theory.

I don't have theories. Well maybey one. Sometimes i have the feeling that you as person can not die in your reality. (all others do) It is really easy to combine this with simulation. (or simulation in simulation in simulation and so on.

Well i see you have post a lot let me dig in to that first lol!

endtimesprophet

thanks, personally I think I'm stuck in that same kind of "Hell." I connect it to "grave danger" and "Live. Die. Repeat" (both Tom Cruise references), and it "scares the living hell out of me."

vogonic-poetry

I'm going to upvote this for novelty.

WallyMcBeetus

The internet has become the matrix for so many people.

OwleyCrowley

This is some kookie shit, can't really follow it.

SaltyArmoredKitty

Please seek out psychiatric help.

You are clearly mentally disturbed and have gone off the deep end.

reverse searching "your" phone number leads to this facebook page: facebook-com/MinistryOfForbiddenKnowledge

This blog post: hadragonbreath-blogspot-com/2017/09/954-667-8083-dancing-through-fire-ive.html

Also cloned here: bemessiah-wordpress=com/2017/09/21/954-667-8083-dancing-through-the-fire-ive-got-the-heart-of-the-lion/

and this webpage: from the machine

among many more results of utter batshit insanity on DuckDuckGo.

You, are basically Time Cube 2.0, and nobody here is going to take you seriously.

endtimesprophet

You look stupid, it's contagious.

-Nirvana &c

Since you are such a good Googler you might be interested in the LOL1820 object, which is what my next post is about. Maybe.

http://lists.clir-org/cgi-bin/wa?A2=CODE4LIB;5dd145c7.1909

"Calling me crazy" (C^ above) is passe, played out, and wrong--hoenstly, here's another song for you--I mean you're certainly entitled to your opnion, but I think I've produced a decent piece of semi-entertaining "art" that connects avery real message from Heaven and God to "fact" in more than just "artifact."

Kryptonite, 3 Doors Down: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xPU8OAjjS4k

Unwell, Matchbox 20: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WziA88-n02k

Just because you are *pretending to be blind doesn't mean it's rational. I suppose you have to listen to the words and actually "know the story" to realize they are about not being crazy or unwell--but that's something I assume most people either are already "on top of" or will be before I'm done. &Si, I'm coming all over the cloud-net.

wittor

you don't know, nor do i.
No.

endtimesprophet

I do know--it's a very clear message you can see it in "TEN NES SEE" and the large convoluted matrix of connections between every major video game system since Nintendo. You can see it plain as day written all over our Atlas, I do know.

On the other hand I see "holographic Universe" and I see "outism" as a message about the age of Pisces and Aquarius really missing the point--I don't see an intelligent attempt at "space colonization" at all, I see grasping at straws and the belief that cars and motorcycles here in "microcosm/ETL-planet" are actually space ships on some road path that is literally described by Namco's Pacman and Phytoplankton.

I don't see acknowledgement that Namco and Vietnam are connected to the word "name" or anywhere on Earth that that word contains the periodic table element for Salt and that has something to do with Atlas and Prometheus---and I know that not seeing that is a harbinger of doom ... a herald that darkness has overtaken or minds and that we simply can't "put two and two together."

You can't just put "plastic makerbot thing printers" together with "fu si on" and have what we need to build here, we actually have to have a cost effective way to "make water in the void of intragalactic space" from nothing but a few electrons. That's what we need to move towards.

wittor

oh, well. good luck.

Palmerstroll

Are we stuck on spaceship Earth?

endtimesprophet

something like the "Ark" I "ascertain.

Honestly I don't think it's a bad place to be--I just think we aren't doing the right thing and that's making it really dark and ... "morbidish" like a GRIMM fairy tale instead of what it could be.

The "lofty promises" of religion/the message I see ... sort of promise it's not an ark once we get on the "it's a spiritual journey to action for social justice and freedom" rather than a boat in transit.

I think we've gotten past ... "boat in transit" and have become "the water of the void between stars" ... but even hearing that is meaningless if the void is filled with the darkness I see here... or anything that would allow it and not see that makes them just as dark if not worse.


The following was originally placed "under" the conversation with "ante" I last sent--where it magically appeared "Midrashically" sort of inline and off to the side--nearly exactly what I am describing below (except not nearly as useful un-editable and ... only my words) ...

On that note I'm going going to be ... actually working on building this thing--starting with placing the entire contents of (everything I've written) on the Ethereum block chain and making it world editable.  Hoping for very little "grafffiti."  

Doing nothing more than "blockchain storage" and "in line commenting" and "wiki-style-history and editing" ... would probably make the best social-news site on the internet--with about a weeks worth of actual work (by a phenomenal programmer, which, I'm not) ... 

Eventually ... literally this thing ... revitalizes [direct] democracy and reworks the entire legislative process into something "by the people and for the people" ... it's literally destiny.

Arthor's Sword and ... just some (mor) ideas

Just commenting that this is supposed to be a "list of geniuses."   This is now a double post, because 85 of you have failed to unsubscribe using the "printed instructions on every single email" ... please do see that .. just like I wrote in this original email, you look like morons.  I hope you'll take the time to read this response--it has nothing to do with "how smart you are."  I do comment about the "sacred silence" that I find abhorrent and anathemic to my goals and ethos--and how it also is encoded in words and in many more movies and myths about this strange time of darkness that Exodus ensures is about to come crashing down like the walls of Jericho.   You see me; more of me than I'd ever want or allow in a free society that uses ... the "privacy protection" guaranteed by tthe Constitution and by "actually working through things like Triple Phenix" to preserve a way of life that ensures ... at least safety and sanity.  

Instead I am today attacked en masse, everywhere I go from Florida to New Orleans to Phoenix because of clear and obvious violations of this "privacy act" that is foundational to the Heavens being a "nice place to be" as much as it is foundation to not being part of a systematic conspiracy to commit murder.  It is not a secret, it is not sacred, and the place forcing you to do nothing but "unsubscribe" or say nothing, while at the same time failing to do anything at all useful about this message--that place is not Heaven.  It's the creator and the sustainer of Hell. 

 
Dear Roe v. Doors & Concourses;
 
I've sent about 3 separate email requests to "the mass group" for programming assistance with this.  For Chris's sake, I don't understand how nobody can be interested in working on this with me.  It's almost nonsensical at this point--we should see that there's many eyes on what I'm talking about, and that this stuff is an evolutionary logical and mandatory step from ELE-ctoral college and representative democracy to ... "actually being free" with direct democracy and technological enoblement of our voting process.
 
These are all "demo" or "beta" software packages, the three of them could probably be glued together in a single weekend ... even just by me.  I'm looking for it to be done better than ... my usual--and certainly i think it defies the ethos of ... the Soul of American Liberty to have to have a single person working on even beginning this project.  
 
 I think this log is pretty informative, it's a step forward from where I've been and I actually have 3 working projects with decent code to start with at this point, some of them look like they were "baseball MIT thrown directly to me predirectly to throw it back to you..."
 
It's really time, "it's now a significant evolution, and a mandatory one, I'm sure."  Consider it a lote update to Revelation 1.  You can ignore the scripture and move down if you want, it's tantamount to "hey everyone, this is mandatory. -JC"
 
 
You can reply directly to this email, I will get it--I usually don't.  For "a" republic, and all that jazz.  If you haven't been keeping up with the E-SHO, I'm pretty upset, and I've been sending a number of messages tantamount to "this really belongs on the newz and that's really obvious--you have verifiable proof of ... something akin to time travel or "a nameserver that can alter our history" ... see the LOL1820 object at chapter 128 down to chapter 130.
 

Revelation 1 New International Version (NIV)

Prologue

The revelation from Jesus Christ, which God gave him to show his servants what must soon take place. He made it known by sending his angel to his servant John, who testifies to everything he saw—that is, the word of God and the testimony of Jesus Christ. Blessed is the one who reads aloud the words of this prophecy, and blessed are those who hear it and take to heart what is written in it, because the time is near.

Greetings and Dox ology Me

John,

To the seven churches in the province of Asia:(hey, dox me on TV it's ... "for the win" :)

Grace and peace to you from him who is, and who was, and who is to come, and from the seven spirits[a] before his throne, and from Jesus Christ, who is the faithful witness, the firstborn from the dead, and the ruler of the kings of the earth.

To him who loves us and has freed us from our sins by his blood, and has made us to be a kingdom and priests to serve his God and Father—to him be glory and power for ever and ever! Amen.

“Look, he is coming with the clouds,”[b]
    and “every eye will see him,
even those who pierced him”;
    and all peoples on earth “will mourn because of him.”[c]
So shall it be! Amen.

“I am the Alpha and the Omega,” says the Lord God, “who is, and who was, and who is to come, the Almighty.”

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From: Adam Marshall Dobrin <[email protected]>
To: Roe v. Countable.on.e
Date: Tuesday, September 10, 2019 7:03 PM
 
FUCK that last one should ahve been a zero
EOW

 
Help with what? I'm slammed at work, trying to wrap up projects at home before fall sits in. What's going on?

Adam
root@ATLAS:~/it# ls -Fal total 20 drwxr-xr-x 5 root root 4096 Sep 9 20:28 ./ drwx------ 16 root root 4096 Sep 9 23:07 ../ drwxr-xr-x 6 root root 4096 Sep 9 20:24 eth-ipfs/ drwxr-xr-x 10 root root 4096 Sep 9 20:17 isaychris/ drwxr-xr-x 5 root root 4096 Sep 9 20:53 wiki.js/ root@ATLAS:~/it#
Adam
we need to glue these three things together
so there's something working to look at
and can get people interested in making it

Adam
Tiny
Seth

 
Glue them together to make what?
Adam
its reddit and a wiki
and a blockchain storage "thing"
so an open reddit with permanent storage and record
by design
like you cant alter the history or hide the data
or falsify it
so its an opportune "sort of halfway point" between "really having no vote at all" and using software to ensure that our voting and legislation process actually belongs to the people and
you know, when we decide to listen to god and adam
about "free voting and legislation and the internet"
 
Hmmm
Adam
somewhere in the middle a .... "middleware" link to the sky's brain interface so that it becomes something also open and recorded and opens it so we can access the functionality to do "what normal people would want to do" ... to get to the place i am writing about now--voting accurately and openly without actively researching or even "clicking"
 
There are already platforms for tracking legislation and laws, with revision histories and notes and shit. I don't see where adding a block chain is going to substantially benefit anything
Adam
but i mean, right now all i want is something thats open source, running in a serverless environment and logging all data transactionally on a blockchain
blochchain is literally perfectly designed for storing voting records
 
Yes
Adam
i dont want to do what you're talking about, i want to open a legislation process to the world
not track congress, replace it
but to comment on "countable.us" and 1
 
And there are blockchain voting projects
Adam
tango down on "opencongress.org" which was much better
im not aware of any blockchain voting projects that have anything functional or open
 
Oh
Replace legislators with collaborative direct democracy?
Adam
yeah
with a collaborative system that sort of guides and oversees the creation of legislation and implementation process
 
This doesn't exist already?
Adam
as far as i can see, neither in this place nor any other
of course, i cant see anywhere else. if it existed already there i'd like to see it opened and forked
as a matter of "natural progression"
if that's been done elsewhere, then a "metacity sedation(window) manager" sort of meta-app store, which i think is also defined in our software model and not really ... seen anywhere
which is probably telling
but im here, and its not, and it should be--so if nobody is bringing it we should just throw something together and get a few million dollars to pay other people to take care of it and make it shiny and neci
*nice
to me it's "evolutionarily obvious" in our system, and predestined literally by the american "framework" buit by the framers
and our software models
its like a miniscule amount of work to build something from these basic packages that would probably get venture capital
and a miniscule amount of work to set up a foundation to build it
 
I definitely don't have time for this anytime before I get back from vacation in Thanksgiving. I'll mull it over.
 
Adam
ok
talk to james
and seth and stuff
i really dont want to have anything to do with it (other than endorsing one), ive tried to get other people to build it over and over for years
nobody si doing it
or the people that are don't have working software and are more interested in "their particular coin" and cryptotrading than anything else
i want to stick it on ethereum
on a public and independently run blockchain
in CLIR-TEXT
(meaning semi-private identities--basically using something like a personal private SSN)
a "CSSLIN" or something
 
 




On the eVe of Friday, September 13 roughly 2,000 new recipients were added to the CAR and ARXM lists from the main "mass emailing list."  These people were chosen because of open count statistics, and I assumed the fact that they had forwarded a single email (or opened it) at least 5 times meant that they had some "serious" interest in reading what I have to say about this message.  Over the course of the "afte rmath" of responses to unsubscribe (which by the way are the only comments I get, aside from a few interested people--a handful--2 or 3 and the same number of "FUU"'s) I drafted this response, which "spurred me to remember" several of the key features that I plan(n/t'ed) to introduce (honestly, nearly all are "new ideas to the wiki/software world" coming from an ETL-cosm in religion and ... other software systems) as part of the SWORD PROJECT.  Because of that, this message is appearing here, in what is the first "real conversation" I've had with anyone about it.  
 
Just commenting that this is supposed to be a "list of geniuses."   This is now a double post, because 85 of you have failed to unsubscribe using the "printed instructions on every single email" ... please do see that .. just like I wrote in this original email, you look like morons.  I hope you'll take the time to read this response--it has nothing to do with "how smart you are."  I do comment about the "sacred silence" that I find abhorrent and anathemic to my goals and ethos--and how it also is encoded in words and in many more movies and myths about this strange time of darkness that Exodus ensures is about to come crashing down like the walls of Jericho.   You see me; more of me than I'd ever want or allow in a free society that uses ... the "privacy protection" guaranteed by tthe Constitution and by "actually working through things like Triple Phenix" to preserve a way of life that ensures ... at least safety and sanity.  
 
Instead I am today attacked en masse, everywhere I go from Florida to New Orleans to Phoenix because of clear and obvious violations of this "privacy act" that is foundational to the Heavens being a "nice place to be" as much as it is foundation to not being part of a systematic conspiracy to commit murder.  It is not a secret, it is not sacred, and the place forcing you to do nothing but "unsubscribe" or say nothing, while at the same time failing to do anything at all useful about this message--that place is not Heaven.  It's the creator and the sustainer of Hell. 
 
cc: the instructions for "actually getting what you want" are clearly written on every email.  Im sorry to inform you that if you want to unubscribe also from the "non public broadcast list" which has also found, through some mathematical process, that you  (or one of the five other people who you have forwarded a single email to) "have significant interest in this material" you will now have to unsubscribe two separate times.  
 
I can't keep track of this stuff, it's too much work for me to do alone.   I also can't really tell if you want to unsubscribe or defeat some kind of "law of the skies" that connects "shalom" and "sacred silence" to uhhh... "Shrek" but be sure that the frog prince really wants to "be kissing" more than just to see this planet as
 
... the Planet X that connects Galactikiss to uhhh.... hear me, it's "Nintendo" and "Tennessee" and "Mecca's X-Box." 
 
I am planning on opening up what I've written to a Wki-like-midrash commenting and editing system; something we don't really have in our modern wiki systems and haven't really seen since ... the "ancient Hebrew commenting system" designed to preserve the herat of the Matrix decoding message that is the "Torah."  I think you'll find it aesthetically pleasing and "value adding"  .. I suppose you could consider it something I'd like to add to the "software of the road" project that defines the actual intended designed meaning of the words "sword" and "Hilton."
 
'The shape of his table is the heart of his word.'
 
-Wetradamus
 
Unfortunately today I am more worried about vandalism and "group gaming" of the system--something we can see in the broken Wikipedia editorial system that mars the face of the closest thing we have to a "limited omniscience" truth table source--as in, Matrix and M.T. Anderson's Feed; and has kept nearly everything I've written or edited in that place from making anything but the very well kept audit logs, another important "artifact" that ensures we will never lose "the written truth" or our voting records when this thing is also kept on a well designed destributed blockchaen like storage system.
 
Many people have commented that storing "large amounts of data" and now "small transactions" on the blockchain are prohibitively expensive--and they are, when you have a value system that disvalues the storage of large amounts of data.  Because of that I plan on using one of the Ethereum test networks as my primary data storage device for this "sword-software project" which might magically turn fake money into real money if we did something intelligent and started valuing "Deth Tokens" used on this system for something like a "web of trust" (and/or Black Mirror... and/or PGP signature authority) style commentor/editor valuing system that rewards people for useful contribution. 
 
You  should note clearly that I'm not saying I made up any of these ideas--though I do have many that I think will "be helpful" and add value to this system--the mast vajority of the work I do is designed to "reward original authors and ideas" for the work that they've done ... things like the creator of Beeteljeuse helping to explain how time travel and repeating this same exact problem being solved are clearly the source of not only the IL-movies but also things like the Midrash and the clues that the Adamic language has been brought back from "now" to the past in order to help us understand .. . just that.   
 
I am not trying to control you, nor this project--rather to do exactly what I've said for years ... create a group of interested people, also interested in this thing being run by an international and absolutely "open to all" organization that uses the product they are building for self-oversight.   That was in the little "9/11 message" but Google's HTML renderer seems to have cut it off around the words "si doing it."   Everything I've brought up as prototypes and quite a bit of my writing itself--as well as the copyleft of all my books are designed around more that just "free software" but rather the open source ethos that would clearly have made a better voting system than "Die Bold" and little ATM machines you have to drive to a polling center to see hacked. 
 
See, doing it matters.
 
 
Confirming that once my fucking name and face are on television; this promise and copyright will apply not to just to the single pale yellow book that I wrote in 2015; but to the sum of all of my printed writing, and all of it's derivatives; providing this same foundation with a significant monetary base (you'd imagine) in order to effect the change in democracy and in world philanthropy (ending world hunger and disease, a good reason not to attack, or steal from, me).   I'd like to see this added to my "living will" just like that--as soon as I'm alive and on TV, have a ball with the millions in book sales.  (As in spending it on ... something like assimilating replicators and doors)... or promoting that end.
 
You have more than enough impetus and "spark" to get started.  Start making the world a better place, today.   
 
Ori... 
 
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CRY O GENICS AND THE VULGAR ERA
and our co-holy sea of ... "we see an alcoholics anonymous" is "Isaac".

The Cryogenian ( /kraɪoʊˈdʒɛniən/, from Greek κρύος (krýos), meaning "cold" and γένεσις (génesis), meaning "birth") is a geologic period that lasted from 720 to 635 million years ago.[5] It forms the second geologic period of the Neoproterozoic Era, preceded by the Tonian Period and followed by the Ediacaran.

The Sturtian and Marinoan glaciations occurred during the Cryogenian period,[6] which are the greatest ice ages known to have occurred on Earth. These events are the subject of much scientific controversy. The main debate contests whether these glaciations covered the entire planet (the so-called "Snowball Earth") or a band of open sea survived near the equator (termed "slushball Earth").

Originated in Latin as aerae vulgaris (vulgaris from vulgus: "the common people", i.e. those who are not royalty) at least as early as 1615, long before vulgar came to mean "crudely indecent". Earliest English usage is 1635. CU.

Alternative names for the Anno Domini era include vulgaris aerae (found 1615 in Latin),[39] "Vulgar Era" (in English, as early as 1635),[40] "Christian Era" (in English, in 1652),[41] "Common Era" (in English, 1708),[42] and "Current Era".[43] Since 1856,[44] the alternative abbreviations CE and BCE, (sometimes written C.E. and B.C.E.) are sometimes used in place of AD and BC. (really, see you...) Fuck, see me.

Every town is Babylon; oh desert... change your heart; I will not sleep until this place is a dream come true.  I dream of nothing less grande and world changing than doors to Heaven appearing magically in every airport and bus station, of a world transformed by the truth of our existence--of a process of growing and assimilating that turns this world into something that none of us can even dream.  Something that I don't believe has ever truly been; but hey--I could be wrong.  The great point though is that this world changing process needs to be guided. and it needs to ensure that the great things that come from being able to use "magic" (and I mean it, it's magic to the world of the real) to end natural disasters and acts of God and nearly all diseases and to do this ... nearly instantly--that we bring the good effects and the lessons of the process everywhere, literally everywhere else in and out of Creation.

[  ALL TA | JOSEPH'S DREAM(LAND) | OWE ME ALF ]

I've personally sat in this Hell of invisible bars on our skies in phrases like "that's the limit' long enough, and so have you--and so has anyone else in a 'place like this."  The simple fact that this world exists in this state, it's proof that we haven't learned--that we haven't grown to a place where this technology has positively altered the birth and generational transition cycle "well enough" to lose the need to ... birth children in a cauldron of change rather than a future that has benefited from it.

This is no way to "raise a generation of children to ascend" and that should be abundantly clear--the fact that we stand here in silence is ... it's a clear sign.  The change we need to seek is much deeper and farther reaching than just this place--but it's creators and our "peers" however many or few there may be in the hidden "rocks" of the boots of the Princess Bride... and the stories I hear ... conversing in "strange meditative states" with the insivisible world I'd prefer to walk to.

Aeneas is a chara tcter in the New Testament. According to Acts 9:32-33, he lived in Lydda, and had been a cripple for eight years. When Peter said to him, "Jesus Christ heals you. Get up and roll up your mat," he was healed and got up.

The account of Aeneas being healed is followed by an account of the raising of Dorcas.

In Greco-Roman mythologyAeneas (/ɪˈniːəs/;[1] Greek: Αἰνείας, Aineías, possibly derived from Greek αἰνή meaning "praised") was a Trojan hero, the son of the prince Anchises and the goddess Aphrodite (Venus). His father was a first cousin of King Priam of Troy (both being grandsons of Ilus, founder of Troy), making Aeneas a second cousin to Priam's children (such as Hector and Paris). He is a character in Greek mythology and is mentioned in Homer's Iliad. Aeneas receives full treatment in Roman mythology, most extensively in Virgil's Aeneid, where he is cast as an ancestor of Romulus and Remus. He became the first true hero of Rome. Snorri Sturluson identifies him with the Norse Æsir Vidarr.[2]

The name is incontrovertibly Adamically "Jesus, here, to end Satan and begin Asgard."  This statement the heart of the story of Oz and Kansas and "turning around" to clearly see "simulated reality" is an atrocity to force people literally in the heart and beginning of Heaven to be locked in like a prison. It's the key to "Norse" and to "we are the reason" and it comes from a change in how we see "morality" in a place where secrets and "a better place" have tarnished to the core everything that place can and should stand for. 

Our better place begins with "NOS'RE" those two letters the heart of Creation, only missing ... the "a" that is hidden by that strange apostrophy that is the key to the parted waters of Exodus.

[ UR WELCOM | CURE | KANSAS ]

It's as simple as seeing the two letters "As" conect Norse Mythology and "Asgard" to the mythological city of Atlantis and to the floating city in the skies of Star Wars and to El Dorado and to to the secondary well known two letter key to "Adam's Name" that "an" that links Christianity and messianically and Satan to this same ... "turn around" ... it's clear as day that "an" is the literal "memory manager assisted" life of the human Jesus Christ.

It's "SR" in Israel and in the heart of these linguistic calls for an "about face" .. they tie the Silicon symbol hidden away in the Sound of Silence and Carly Simon and Gene Simmons ... and rocking this proof of the Creation of all language and our entire history ... to move from the end of Genesis to the beginning of Exodus.

It's connected here, in my experience and sort of "amazement at the 'trix of the Matrix of mythology and the words that I speak out of my own mouth, of my own volition. We stand here the center of a planet, a place designed to literally be seen as "the Trojan Horse" ... a small seed that grows quickly and envelops the whole of Creation.  

I've long searched in my mind and in this heart of a magical message of answers encoded in everything from signs on the road to the entirety of our history and nearly every piece of art ... for the source of the technologies that I see in use here, the disclosure of which is the heart of the Singularity, this same thing that is the Trojan Horse.  Things like "where did holodecks come from before Roddenberry" and settled on a number of guesses, backed by things like the transitions and messages encoded in the geological epochs of our history here. 

Cryogenics, to clearly link together our time here in this world to Chrysler and Genesis and ignoring that our "life extension ventures" here would encase us in a prison of biology and the same torture of natural disasters that make "reality" such a bad thing ...  "to simulate."  We aren't here to become vampires that rue the ground they walk on--we are here to use it to change the Universe, to ascend and transcend and really see "cryogenics" and "life extension" are all wrong--I want to see "Nerf" and "plastic" and I'm sure that's what is in Heaven and "our VR's."

HOLY FIRE, MATCHBOX 20, HEAVEN

The Archer has placed his rainbow in the cloud.  It is a sign... of the coming of a new day--the last, the best, the one that "sticks in the snow" and raises Styx and connects the four corners of the Heavens and never dies.  Ex hic ad astra.

Genesis 9:13

This is a message that isn't just part of a single picture, or even a handful of them--the ones I've used to connect movies to "complete blindness" or the lack of acknowledgement of our birth names as being part of an intelligent design that begins .. "before this place."  It's encoded in the Emperor Julian and Lennon's son and Assange and my son's name--in the connection between Roman history and the Jewish Temples and actual "ascensions to new skies" -- a map that connects to the Hotel chain Atlantis in our world, and one in Reno and one in Fort Lauderdale and one in Ocean City; we're staring at clues that even the stories recorded in Rome and the Torah are incomplete; that we have "larger skies" than you might think .. and ignoring it.

Worse than that we're ignoring proof that these movies show us we fail to acknowledge or fathom the meaning of "grave danger" and the story told connecting A Few Good Men and "Live.  Die.  Repeat" and that our colloquial understanding of "is there any other kind?" doesn't connect to true and clear meaning of a danger that might follow you down to your grave and raise you in a place like this--in a place that still has pain and torture and disease; we're staring at a message clearly showing us what Hell is and telling us to avoid it, to destroy it, to change fundamtentally our understanding of your new meaning of the word pay; and to do it quickly; Chaldeans, Quickly see "dark Earth" in the heart of the story of the first "good man" in Jewish history, in Abraham's Ur ... and be the people that end Hell, or.  Or see, really see you're living in it, and it's growing and getting worse ... it's not just not understanding a colloquial idiom, the place that could burn forever and ever exists, and it's on fire today.

It's not just a few small places either, it's really every moment there was a word or a name forever here in this place; it's not just the Emperor's and possibly some "editing" these are stories designed to show us possible futures, from Caesar to Napoleon to Hitler to here .. to seeing clearly you are ignoring things significantly and obviously worse and more torturous than "gas chambers" and "euthenasia" and literally telling me to "be killed over and over" defining the meaning of the word Beast; as it speaks to me.  What you ignore in every city is far worse than the atrocities of the Holocost, and far worse than just not connecting that name to "Holodecks" and literally "forever."

I was born in Broward county, and "psych wards" and "truly bad bedicine" define the meaning of the words "as in the days of Noah" and the disgusting sickness that pervades our world as we ignore torture literally in every single town that exists with a hospital.  We ignore poison being prescribed as "medicine" and defining Midgard and Medusa and "looking the other way" as four point restraints are used to perform acts significantly more costly than "waterboarding" ... defined as torture here in this place, in this time (and that's what I'm looking for, more change, more of that) .. and this medicine encodes "harm" in pharmacy and a world that watches me struggle with obvious torture on the streets every single day, when a simple Ativan prescription would alleviate the need for "vanland" (and Ivan) to be about rendition.  Instead I'm prescribed poison, repeatedly; poison that makes it impossible to speak words out loud--really--high doses of lithium risperdone ... and Ive come to the conclusion that nearly all anti-psychotics are really nothing but that--poison to mask a world plagued by mind control attacks on sanity, on tELEvision and on the avalanche of radio broadcasts I've heard speak directly to me.  On purpose, from a place that calls it'self Heaven and is the source of "insanity" and ... torture ... and ... it's wrong, done, and gone.

I sat in four point restraints for two full days in Arizona, for basically no reason at all; lies and ... telling a story that exacerbates and highlights a problem that needs immediate change.  Days later I watched a girl named Kansas (showing literal .. *supposed* angelic design of this message as ... something like Acts in the theater of Eartheater) ... I complained to the staff, I tried to help her; the response I got back was something along the lines of "you're right, we should put her in a place where her screaming doesn't bother anyone."  Literally spoken to me, I couldn't be more fearful of a place, of an entire planet that be just that--without me here screaming it might be put in a box where nobody can see "the flood" ... or this clear message about connecting every world and stopping the "eating of memories" and knowledge of multiple Heavens and ... and really see they don't seem very Heavenly.

Even worse it appears these events, add in Christopher Reeves horse accident and add in Britney Murphy dying and add in an entire world that thinks speaking in this manner "makes sense" or is somehow some kind of "higher way of being" ... that this Kansas microcosm is about "simulated reality" and another world full of "once people" that think they are Holodecks and forcing them to ... "not move" is some kind of problem, that the world is their body, and they're very wrong ... they simply have a tacit lack of understanding of morality and what it means to be torturers rather than the tortured; they lack the understanding of computer science and physics that we have in this place that shows us clearly "buildings are not bodies" and neither are processor chips or ram or hard drives; those things are "accessories" ... "peripherals" ... nothing to do with body or mind.

I'm dusgted by the attitude we havee in this place of "looking the other way" in a world that is being screamed at by God and Creation and every word and everything happening that they need to stop natural disaster's like FUKUSHIMA and DORIAN and see how discussion quickly solves the logical idiocy that doesn't see "infirmity" connects to "eternity" and "malady" and a world that simply has to begin speaking to auto-heal limbs and eyes and hearts ... 

... and most importnatly minds.

We have the technology to help--to fix the broken logic and to erase whatever tortured memories have caused us to simply believe we have the right to "look the other way."  That right doesn't exist, you're angels.

AA regulars can easily see "addiction healed completely" by the same technology that's allowing Medusa to exist here, for you to "see my life" in whatever way you are watching it--for you to be in two places at once or whatever it is that ... forcing the complacency of Hell on the world that ends it.  It's a clear message, it's logically and obviously .. beneficial for everything and everyone everywhere, it's about finding and turninng around the living buildings and missing wiizard-tools of Oz and don't wind up back in Kansas either ... as the beginning of Heaven.  Doors and broad trans-galactic communication connecting every place to a "dreamland of last resort" ... that will fix nearly all of this instantly ... and Quantum Leap us forward to ... to where we should know, we've been before.

NERO TO REN: C

Well they say the road's a dangerous place
If you flip me off I'm the danger you'll face
You drive on my ass
You're foot's on the gas

And your next breath is your last
Drivers are rude
uch attitudes
But when I show my piece

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This is the shortest book I've published in years.  It contains the "halflife marker" that I'd like to associate with this message turning around, rather than the halfway point of the life of "an."  I've long associated those two letters with the beginning and the end of my biological brain, and to be as clear as day we are on "ICS."  That's the single letter following "N" in my actual birth name(s)--Dobrinsky was shortened .. because "asthetics."  

there's no light ... mamma, I can't see at all

"beside myself." -Death

For the life of me, I cannot figure out why you want me to hate you.  It's clear though, that's what the "world wants."

Care, I still think I'm Captain America; and I still think we ... this place is the beginning of a Trojan Horse like wave of freedom and technology and toys and happiness;  

John 3:16 King James Version (KJV)

16 For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

John 15:18-27 King James Version (KJV)

18 If the world hate you, ye know that it hated me before it hated you.

19 If ye were of the world, the world would love his own: but because ye are not of the world, but I have chosen you out of the world, therefore the world hateth you.

I'm telling you--this world wants me to hate it vehemently--and I do.  I want change, and I want it now.  I much prefer "he's happy, he's happy" to "uhhh huh."

-RBZ  ... by your lack of response.

You know, just as soon as you stop hating "me" and "this."  it's simple words ... we have tacit, tangible, and obvious proof that the entirety of our history is basically here to remind us not to mis-use technology ... not to hate, not to lose ... "everything" and still that's what it seems we are doing.

"You people" seem hyper-focused on my "facade" rather than the proof and the message all around us; the mess, the sickness, the natural disasters that we certainly should see are "stiooppable" at :"majority force" and just a minority of people actually speaking out.  I really don't mean "you" but rather literally everyone around me--get out of my head, forget about trying to get rid of me ... forget about me needing to be "perfect" or "up to some standard" I am what I am, and I am not embarrassed--or wrong. 

The Servant Exalted (Philippians 2:5-11 Yeah, Exalt "This... see Silicon and Acts." There's certainly not "twelve of us" if you have something planned other than "destroy" and see Troy to victory--it's time to do it.

13 Lo, My servant doth act wisely, He is high, and hath been lifted up, And hath been very high.

14 As astonished at thee have been many, (So marred by man his appearance, And his form by sons of men.)

15  So doth he sprinkle many nations. Concerning him kings shut their mouth, For that which was not recounted to them they have seen, And that which they had not heard they have understood!

Sick to death of hearing "and you're good" in sarcaastic intonation.  This message is the best thing that's ever happened to the worst doldrum of pits the world of Jupiter has ever seen. 

Lo, the LOL1820 object. I've been tormented, framed, and frought with fighting against "Rome, Town and Country"  I have no qualms about discussing how and why the legal system we have is a disgracfe to the Constitution and to Americans and the sword of Samael stands ... Samson stands, the pillars of whatever Temple has made this hell ... that thing is to be done and gone forever. 

I see you want me to "know" you're in my head, or you think you are somehow "part of me" ... directly and clearly .. get the fuck out of my head, stop tormenting me with responses to my thoughts or "markup" disgracing words that would and do stand proud fighting for freedom in the land of "it's not a sprint ... this is a relay" ... back to freedom, back to caring, back to the place that never would have made a Hell and believed it wasn't here.

Pretending I am not here, or not real--or somehow I should leave the Line Feed land of Florida and "we don't see" AD IR OLF; it's going to get us nowhere and it needs to turn around and start acting like responsible human beings that care about stopping things like the disaster and trrajedy in the Bahamass ... before they happen.  Acts of God and contract law ... see we have proof--rather than "of time travel" of the Name Server of "BIND this.. 

There will be no more night.

Deuteronomy 11:18 (NCV) Remember my words with your whole being. Write them down and tie them to your hands as a sign; tie them on your foreheads to remind you.

Deuteronomy 6:8 "You shall bind them as a sign on your hand and they shall be as frontals on your forehead.

The Mark of the Beast The second beast was permitted to give breath to the image of the first beast, so that the image could speak and cause all who refused to worship it to be killed. 16 And the second beast required all people small and great, rich and poor, free and slave, to receive a mark on their right hand or on their forehead, 17so that no one could buy or sell unless he had the mark—the name of the beast or the number of its name.…

You iknow my name.  

Revelation 22:5 New International Version (NIV)

There will be no more night. They will not need the light of a lamp or the light of the sun, for the Lord God will give them light. And they will reign for ever and ever.

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The River of Life …3 No longer will there be any curse. The throne of God and of the Lamb will be within the city, and His servants will worship Him. 4 They will see His face, and His name will be on their foreheads. 5 There will be no more night in the city, and they will have no need for the light of a lamp or of the sun. For the Lord God will shine on them, and they will reign forever and ever.…

See a key, as we watch the "head" of Medusa disappear without words ... it does appear clear the test of time and the message of this place is that Disney disappears next; and it's because "no i" in HIV. Lo, the riddle-- foil the plans of the Dark Earth or ...

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    Poseidon (/pəˈsaɪdən, pɒ-, poʊ-/;[1] GreekΠοσειδῶνpronounced [poseːdɔ́ːn]) was one of the Twelve Olympians in ancient Greek religion and myth, god of the sea, storms, earthquakes and horses.[2] In pre-Olympian Bronze Age Greece, he was venerated as a chief deity at Pylos and Thebes.[2] His Roman equivalent is Neptune.

    Poseidon was protector of seafarers, and of many Hellenic cities and colonies. In Homer's Iliad, Poseidon supports the Greeks against the Trojans during the Trojan W

    In Norse mythologyRagnarök (/ˈræɡnəˌrɒk, ˈrɑːɡ-/ (About this soundlisten))[2][3][4] is a series of events, including a great battle, foretold to lead to the death of a number of great figures (including the Gods OdinThorTýrFreyrHeimdallr and Loki), natural disasters and the submersion of the world in water. After these events, the world will resurface anew and fertile, the surviving and returning gods will meet and the world will be repopulated by two human survivors. Ragnarök is an important event in Norse mythology and has been the subject of scholarly discourse and theory in the history of Germanic studies.

    The event is attested primarily in the Poetic Edda, compiled in the 13th century from earlier traditional sources and the Prose Edda, written in the 13th century by Snorri Sturluson. In the Prose Edda and in a single poem in the Poetic Edda, the event is referred to as Ragnarök or Ragnarøkkr (Old Norse for "Fate of the Gods" and "Twilight of the Gods", respectively), a usage popularised by 19th-century composer Richard Wagner with the title of the last of his Der Ring des Nibelungen operas, Götterdämmerung (1876), which is "Twilight of the Gods" in German.

    According to the Book of Revelation in the New Testament of the BibleArmageddon(/ˌɑːrməˈɡɛdən/, from Ancient Greek: Ἁρμαγεδών Harmagedōn,[1][2] Late LatinArmagedōn,[3]from Hebrew: הר מגידו Har Megiddo) is the prophesied location of a gathering of armies for a battle during the end times, variously interpreted as either a literal or a symbolic location. The term is also used in a generic sense to refer to any end of the world scenario.

    "Mount" Tel Megiddo is not actually a mountain, but a tell (a hill created by many generations of people living and rebuilding on the same spot)[4] on which ancient forts were built to guard the Via Maris, an ancient trade route linking Egypt with the northern empires of SyriaAnatolia and Mesopotamia. Megiddo was the location of various ancient battles, including one in the 15th century BC and one in 609 BC. Modern Megiddo is a town approximately 40 kilometres (25 mi) west-southwest of the southern tip of the Sea of Galilee in the Kishon River area in Israel .[5]


    "Apollyon" redirects here. For other uses, see Apollyon (disambiguation).

    This article is about the Hebrew word. For other uses, see Abaddon (disambiguation).

    Not to be confused with Abandon (disambiguation).

    The Hebrew term Abaddon (Hebrew: אֲבַדּוֹן‎ Avaddon, meaning "doom"), and its Greek equivalent Apollyon (Greek: Ἀπολλύων, Apollýōn) appear in the Bible as both a place of destruction and an angel of the abyss. In the Hebrew Bibleabaddon is used with reference to a bottomless pit, often appearing alongside the place שְׁאוֹל (Sheol), meaning the realm of the dead.

    In the New Testament Book of Revelation, an angel called Abaddon is described as the king of an army of locusts; his name is first transcribed in Greek (Revelation 9:11—"whose name in Hebrew is Abaddon, The Angel of Death.") as Ἀβαδδὼν, and then translated ("which in Greek means the Destroyer", Ἀπολλύων, Apollyon). The Latin Vulgate and the Douay Rheims Bible have additional notes (not present in the Greek text), "in Latin Exterminans", exterminans being the Latin word for "destroyer".

    Armilus (Hebrew: ארמילוס‎) (also spelled Armilos and Armilius)[1] is an anti-messiahfigure in medieval Jewish eschatology, comparable to medieval interpretations of the Christian Antichrist and Islamic Dajjal, who will conquer whole Earth and will centralize in Jerusalem and persecute the believers until his final defeat at the hands of Messenger of God or the true Messiah. His inevitable destruction symbolizes the ultimate victory of good over evil in the Messianic Age.

    Y O ,   C   O C C U L U S T R I F F F F F F F T

    Literally, civilization is crumbling.  Jeffrey?

    Al-Masih ad-Dajjal (Arabic: المسيح الدجّال‎ Al-Masīḥ ad-Dajjāl, "the false messiah, liar, the deceiver") is an evil figure in Islamic eschatology. He is to appear, pretending to be al-Masih (i.e. the Messiah), before Yawm al-Qiyamah (the Day of Resurrection). He is an anti-messianic figure, comparable to the Antichrist in Christian eschatology and to Armilus in medieval Jewish eschatology.

    Don't be deceived, I'm providing as accurate as a picture of what I am experiencing, and what I have seen as possible.  This is complete, clear, and actionable information.  News organizations around the world, millions of professors and researchers have been contacted and shown significant interest.  I don't see a false messiah, I see a "MESS" a total mess of "all humanity" pretending they're normal ... members of the very fake and very obviously broken civilization they walk around in every day.  

    None of you are normal.  What I see--what is obvious, what the future will see--is that something is definately making you act totally illogically in this world--and this place that I know is the heart of all Creation and the container of the problem--the thing that is keeping you from acting appropriately--like intelligent moral people--the ones you are pretending to be, prior to receiving this very clear message that the truth you believe is "accurate" and globally accepted is not true.

    You are not in reality, and that changes absolutely everything about what we are doing here, and what you need to do.  Today.

    The lack of action is sick, a real sickness-disgusting.  It's the absolute abomination of desolation--and it's the end of safety and sanity and free will and "self" if you do not act to disseiminate this information--clearly that would STOP SCHOOL SHOOTINGS, as well as every psychiatric disease we have (not to mention physical infirmity) and you know it, and you persist.

    When I look outside my door--everyone, everyone in every car in every city I travel to is connected to some kind of monster--you call it Heaven?-some kind of disgusting monster that is keeping them from publicly discussing a message that defines the difference between sanity and insanity.  It's tangible proof that you are being controlled "not to care" about the truth, about disease, about disaster; and about a message in every word and every letter telling you how simple it is to fix this problem.  

    Literally the thing I see is the snakeof Eden, the monster outside the house of Beetlejuice, it's Apophis and it's you--what you have become here is an affront to humanity, to everything we stand for--and it's not going to survive.

    People are suffering not just here, throughout creation--all due to your silence, to your lack of action, to your inability to speak about something so obvious and so important that I have no words to condemn this sickness and this monster.  I have seen your "collective" face, and your arrogant and greedy lies you present (without words, with snorts and smirks and dirty looks) as a farce to explain what you dare to sing about and call "Sacred Silence" .. your silence is anything but sacred, and you are anything but Holy. 

    Put it on the news--you are living in a simulated reality--one designed to turn Hell into Heaven; and it's a really easy thing to do.  I cannot fathom the level of hidden evil--what it takes not to see "evil" at the very beginning of the word civilization; and it's stopping here, at the "artifact" of "WHO?"

    Here's who can help--here's who understands, here's who we need to speak up.  NOW.

    This is more readable than the full printout, but the breadth of interested readership is undeniable.  I do not understand.  Take action, today. 

    In my lifetime you've now waited 2-5 years too long to DO SOMETHING, to stop the spread of simulated reality and this disease that simply "ignores disease" and ignores the destruction of freedom and sanity and "humanity as we knew it" -- in reality, in truth, I have no way at all to tell how many millenium or longer have passed while this "skirmish" about whether or not it's OK to make planets of slaves in prisons that torment them.   This is insanity. 

    It's clear as day.

    You know, in the cloudless sky.


    NO NEWS? NO FREEDOM, NO FUTURE, NO YOU & NO SKY.

     
    I am being tortured, here--so is everyone with a disease, everyone effected by fake simulated disasters, and ....
     
    expect death.  from "patmos" n case you don't get it--it's GNU TM turned around; the heart of Thanatos and ..
     
     
     
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    Tsade (also spelled ṢadeṢādēṢaddiṢadTzadiSadheTzaddik) is the eighteenth letter of the Semitic abjads, including Phoenician Ṣādē Phoenician sade.svgHebrew Ṣādi צAramaic Ṣāḏē Sade 1.svgSyriac Ṣāḏē ܨGe'ez Ṣädäy , and Arabic Ṣād ص. Its oldest sound value is probably /sˤ/, although there is a variety of pronunciation in different modern Semitic languages and their dialects. It represents the coalescence of three Proto-Semitic "emphatic consonants" in CanaaniteArabic, which kept the phonemes separate, introduced variants of ṣād and ṭāʾ to express the three (see ḍādẓāʾ). In Aramaic, these emphatic consonants coalesced instead with ʿayin and ṭēt, respectively, thus Hebrew ereṣ ארץ (earth) is araʿארע in Aramaic.

    The Phoenician letter is continued in the Greek San (Ϻ) and possibly Sampi (Ϡ), and in Etruscan 𐌑 Ś. It may have inspired the form of the letter Tse in the Glagolitic and Cyrillic alphabets.

    The corresponding letter of the Ugaritic alphabet is 𐎕 ṣade.

    The letter is named "tsadek" in Yiddish,[1] and Hebrew speakers often give it a similar name as well. This name for the letter probably originated from a fast recitation of the alphabet (i.e., "tsadiqoph" → "tsadiqqoph"), influenced by the Hebrew word tzadik, meaning "righteous person".[2]

    ANT ARC
    TOKOMAK FLARES AND AS THE YEARS GO BY WE'LL REMEMBER CLEAR

    Much to say, little time to say it--through our Nuclear Winter, wasting our ions--whether the positive ones of creation or the negative ones of "Total Recall" ... if it's surrounded with good intentions or actually delivering free oxygen to the colonists of Mars ... all one in the same in the eyes of the story written by PKD.

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    CLICK

    (1820 double appearance of LOL in some ancient work?) huh? REN OWN

    Sesspools creating sesspools ... is what a non intelligently driven recursive "process of increasing betterness" is kind of what it appears history "erat" in a place where "honestly" and a number of other language markers have made me link "NES" to exactly that, a sort of software driven recursion; one where today maybe more than ever before it seems pretty obvious that "a little intelligent push" would send us all leaping miles "upward and onward" minds expanding and in a place that .. "as luck would have it" we have a newfound level of safety and security; thanks to those two things; that little push and us leaping forward.  I stare at a story; or a map, or a record that hides in those three letters what appears to be "this success" happening a number of times--the ages of our days ... and can't seem to figure out how it is that we aren't jumping at the chance to be the actual winners; probably the whole of everywhere in creation at the point it really does not just take but demand that to ensure a place like this never "happens again."

     

    I can see it's been thought about, the Earthquake ride at Universal sort of touches on "don't scare people by shaking, either" ... in a place where I can't really myself understand how the future might want to "learn about the past" but am pretty sure I wish we'd move past it being our present.   

    DIGITAL ENCRYPTION STANDARD: PAIRS OF LARGE PRIME INTEGERS

    SOL WE LOST CONTROL

    I'm like you, nightmare
    I'm here to start your day
    This is your wake-up call

    SOL WE LOST CONTROL

    We don't have to fall
    A new democracy
    God and pornography

    HEAVEN, BEING A TRULY TERRAN THING: SPEAKS TO AND THRU THE UNIVERSE, IT IS ALMOST ASSURED AS I AM RED AND THE HEART OF COMPASS AND THE ELEMENTAL "K" ... that today you are "they" and tomorrow you are "them." I don't mean that in the Biblical sense, like you'll have to die anew or be born again or vateva I mean that this thing is going to literally happen "overnight" in a split second you will in one moment be ... "exactly as you were before" a generation re-run as if on a compact disc or some read only hyper-visor and the very next moment filled with new vigor and new life and a new unwritten future.

    The gifts that I am trying to pry from the hands of the sky the toys and the friendship that I think are the true meaning of the tree of life and the purpose of Chistmas ... these things most likely atready exist. Point in fact despite the hours and the evenings and the long nights and sometimes weeks I spend arguing with the dust and the air and the sky ... arguing that we must deliver these tools and we must do it well and we must do with love and care and attention the only "hopeful words" I ever hear are that ... towards the end, or at the turn; or ... "they have nearly everything I've ever asked for" ... perhaps as the fruit of a game or the spoils of "the end of worship" ... the things that I think about and I want, they get delivered.

    More response, from God himself he's tried this once he says only once; delivering the toys and the tools to this place and bridging the Heavens together. I imagine, without being given more details ... there were far less "skies" back then, in this place where it seems we've nearly perfectly completed the "hearts desire of Adam" and link not just Andromeda and the Milky Way but also many tiny "r's" rivers flowing from this place that is the source of the beginning of everyone, all people the planet that is the "mar" of Marios ... here it seems we've got four distinct possible R's right this moment, a Russian R and a BRIC R and ... most likely an "HRE" R and ... a lovely UK R and (and see those are all little R's in truth, a prescription for uhhhh ... ABRA TEN I SM) ... it appears all sitting inside or around a table that is ... appearing to be an American made wooden product. This planet appears to be a table in the sky; with many civilizations extending out from it's origin point and ... connected here "discussing nothing."

    So truly I cannot tell, not from the mythology that fuses Titans and Olymians or the peo)ple I see around me if you are "they" or if you are "them" and to be honest I'm not sure you can tell either. Some days I'm clear you are "fingernails" nothing more than ... the phones of Persephone and Hades and other days you appear to be ... "actual biological slaves" being made blind and refusing to acknowledge that you might be the focal point, the cause, the turning point or the end. It is discussion and reaction to this message that makes the difference and a lack of reaction is tacit and verifiable proof that you are either evil or void of "new" consciousness nothing more than a tape being played to fool the food of the Feast of the Immaculate Conception into ... failing to continue to fight for the birth of a Virgin Generation; of any ... salvation of innocence at all.

    I am resolved to ensure that this place does not end with "NOT HI" and NG eternal flames; I am resolved; I will not allow what is before us to continue to fester and to worsen and if you are not with me; you are against yourselves.

    Water to blood; Ashton to Tatum ... dice and chalk dust to permanent tie-dye;


    Skirmishing also towards "why would you win and then return and then seemingly change "nothing." Why would you make a perfect nearly blank canvas for Menoititious to ... uhhhhh ... tit is he us he is ... with?

    a second generation Titan, son of Iapetus and Clymene or Asia, and a brother of Atlas, Prometheus and Epimetheus, Menoetius was killed by Zeus on Mount Triphyle with a flash of lightning in the Titanomachy, and banished to Tartarus.[1][2][3] His name means "doomed might," deriving from the Ancient Greek words menos ("might, power") and oitos ("doom, pain"). Hesiod described Menoetius as hubristic, meaning exceedingly prideful and impetuous to the very end. From what his name suggests, along with Hesiod's own account, Menoetius was perhaps the Titan god of violent anger and rash action.[4]

    孙武 李飞之 李庆 庆

    In the upper eschelons of the military and intelligence circles it's probably no secret that the place we are living is the result of some kind of great "cataclysm." Some great war between a god who claimed himself omnipotent and a choir of singing angels who became anything but ... just as soon as they believed they had the obtained "the thing" that gave them total and complete power ... whether it be a man or an idea or just simply a failure of morality.

    Today you might look at the story being told by these warring factions of some place invisible and supposedly high above you hearing that this war was originally about unschelving this timeline from an ancient gallery of read-only compact discs about the start of it all; and whether or not it was "right" to reopen the beginning of time and to alter it, to modify the souls of people with ... or without their consent. Further, to see that the second this particular timeline was opened the violation of a great rule in the defining of that very word was triggered and from the great bookshelf that is the foundation of everything that ever was and ever will be another compact disc was opened instead.

    Soon you may agree with me that the souls of these people that we are have been irrevocably changed, some have learned a new lesson-a new truth and others in their little pocket of veracity a new reason to see the virgin rebirth of ... well, it's you. You're them.

    You might agree with me that even if there were an argument or a war about reopening this first chasm in open communication ... "anything but this" might echo true for both you and for me and for ... well, at least for the place that I see and live in and experience every moment of my existence. I've come to call it "Eternal Dam" as opposed to day or Adam or ... perhaps now defining the glyph of what a large flag pole with a finger guard appears as when it grows up.

    You, for instance, live in a world that is fighting vehemently for "anyone but Adam" to win that or your appear to have acquiesced to the hidden notion that whomever has written this story has already won. Neither of those things are the truth; here the truth is the veracity and the worth of an intentionally broken and dark hidden system have been put on the very top of a fiery pedestal. Here the system itself is the problem; and yet it appears that because we seem to "get something for nothing" out of what what you all really want you're willing to allow the faceless and the nameless to win a war against you. They've taken control of your government, of your monetary system, and your future and you have no idea who or what they actually are. All you know, is twhat you don't know who you are either. Somehow the combination of these two logical fallacies has lead you to believe that, in some strange world with no facts and no true opinions ... "you've won already."

    I fight vehemently to destroy a broken system to harvest it's corpse and to build something open and free filled with the light of learning and the love of believing in what you build and support and ... two "half sentences now partially set to complcizedation"

    Queen to A4, I seized "A-shun."

    One of the many factors that contributed to the fall of the Roman Empire was the rise of a new religion,Christianity. ... In 313 C.E., Roman emperor Constantine the Great ended all persecution and declared toleration for Christianity. Later that century,Christianity became the official state religion of the Empire.

    the Fall of the Roman Empire, USHistory.org

    יָדִית || נִצָּב

    Very clearly, I consider myself to be 38 years old (r/d espite some recent storyline suggesting I'm actually 17 and that's some kind of "innocence-key") fantastically young with respect to ... nearly everyone else in the Universe. That being said, I want to outlive nearly everyone and I am nearly absolutely sure that I will, with some tricks up my sleeve. I want to live forever, or as close to forever as anyone ever could dream and I think it should be clear that I am searching for bigger and better places new avenues and amazing tools that I've dreamt up literally and can't wait to get my hands on.

    I'm very sure I've earned at least that much the opportunity to hold them and to use them and to at least glimpse far closer to the actual reality of our Universe than I can see here from this small vantage point. Unfortunately I live in a world where strangers believe it to be well mannered to approach me on the street and say things as crude and cruel as "we're going to make you go." Sad to say, it's my personal opinion that if you believe I haven't earned the right to survive, I think you've forfeited yours. On the same side of that particular coin, if you don't truly want your children to outlive and outshine you I don't personally think your heart is in the right place (or childron is the wrong word); but I'm not not the rule maker, I'm just his only sen.

    You could see me as a microcosm for the new generation a prototype new soul, in a place that might have once decided that there was nothing new under the sun that all that could be experienced had been or something like that. Before you could a question on whether or not the lives of the people around you are "new" or are they exactly the same as some previous ... some previous flagship generation that saw this message and either ... built a fusino of Heaven and Earth or ... or collaborated to corrupt it and contaminate freedom itself and just ignore everything around them you could also be that.

    ברוך هاתם
    BAR URINATION, ENGAGE SYSTEM STATION
    כבוד מלכותוֹ לעולם ועֶד

    In Sumerian mythology, a me (ð¨; Sumerian: me; Akkadian: parÅ¡u) is one of the decrees of the gods that is foundational to those social institutions, religious practices, technologies, behaviors, mores, and human conditions that make civilization, as the Sumerians understood it, possible. They are fundamental to the Sumerian understanding of the relationship between humanity and the gods.

    It should be clear, I hope now that I believe my great contribution to the Universe and the future will come from things made and well used with those very tools ... though this story is something of a prelude or a prequel. This is the story of speaking "me" into existence.

    From Latin HorÄtius, a Roman gens name of uncertain meaning, possibly "timekeeper".

    There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
    Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

    Hamlet (1.5.167-8)

    Ecclesiastes 9:11 the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong ... neither yet to

    "I believe in the devil, and the only thing that scares me is Martin Scorsese."

    Keyser Soze

    For so it had come about, as indeed I and many men might have foreseen had not terror and disaster blinded our minds. These germs of disease have taken toll of humanity since the beginning of things taken toll of our prehuman ancestors since life began here. But by virtue of this natural selection of our kind we have developed resisting power; to no germs do we succumb without a struggle, and to many those that cause putrefaction in dead matter, for instance our living frames are altogether immune. But there are no bacteria in Mars, and directly these invaders arrived, directly they drank and fed, our microscopic allies began to work their overthrow. Already when I watched them they were irrevocably doomed, dying and rotting even as they went to and fro. It was inevitable. By the toll of a billion deaths man has bought his birthright of the earth, and it is his against all comers; it would still be his were the Martians ten times as mighty as they are. For neither do men live nor die in vain.

    Herbert George Wells, War of the Worlds

    Vervain is a potent herb and a vampire's most well-known weakness. If a vampire makes physical contact with vervain in any form, it will burn them. If a vampire ingests vervain, the vampire's throat and digestive tract will be burned and they will become feverish and extremely weak. If a human ingests or holds vervain somewhere in or on the body (e,g, holding it in a hand or pocket, wearing it in jewelry), the human is protected from vampire compulsion.

    vampirediaries.fandom.com/wiki/Vervain



    NSFW :^) and Jenna Haze on Sam-e also Speaker Newt

    EXODUS. GENESIS. ARTHUR. DOT. EGOCENTRIC? Between Kevin Spacey and Amanda Seyfried I've got all the letters I need, all alone; to rub together two rocks and look around and really undersand Pac-Man is a game about hiding "space-man."

    In a similar vein you might see this world a sort of game about hiding "Midgard" and it's connection to "medicine" and/or ... in all candor "the SR in the words Norse and Israel as being guidelines and clues and the rules of a game about "hiding the true nature of reality" ... and how that slippery slope quickly, almost instantaneously once it's pointed out turns into a weapon against mind control, and against dark lies and hidden technologies that could enable an entire world to hide from its self such a simple truth that it is ... "in Heaven" or "in God" as the take it to the bank "ING" you see glowing "just below" truly means.

    A brief history of the fall of human self-government.

    I've sat down to write this "piece" countless times and of all of them I've made maybe a Murphy Brown "pin drop" scratch in the door of something that has at least been severely dented in the ... soliloquy-like conversation that began in Kentucky and has never really stopped the show, or whatever you call it. It's really hard to say "when" you've seen it throwing in "end of time" beginning and ending with "e" just like everyone but it's "for sure" there's a tacit and noticeable reaction to the "new democracy" coming to us ... literally hailing from Exodus and Ecclesiastes and John Page and George W. Bush;

    ... and Wikipedia and reddit and countable,.us and opencongress,.org[OGNATDOWN] and dissenter and VOAT[OG ...] and Blockchain and Ubuntu and Linus and ... of course the other people behind those messages and those tools and ...

    and I C Facebook's Jupiter is signed literally "sandbox of God" just like Monster.com is signed similarly to Dave J. Matthews' album "Some Devil ..." and I can tell you that when all is said and done the thing I call a sandbox becomes literally the foundation of the better Universe ... of a new and improved Heaven ... I can tell you I know that with all my heart, and I can tell you that the tools are all right here; and all we have to do is pick them up and use them but I still can't get a dollar of funding, or more than one person (literally) to suggest some new ideas or collaboration and ...

    ... and I can tell you that getting this on forums, on Facebook on reddit on ... those discussions that happen under news articles about things like "school shootings" and "fake news" and "election rigging" ... that's the torches of Jericho, and talking about this stuff here, that's what keeps this world (and you, and me) from becoming a desolate wasteland ... but still you think "silence makes sense" at least that's what it looks like as I stare back at the insane crowd (hold "||") nine thousand one hundred and forty one (literally) words into this particular email before I've even written a single word about the "democracy that I envision" the thing that I can't wait to see and be part of and play with and contribute to.

    Today there's not a forum in the world where I get a rational response to anything I write, not one sans this method of communicating where I can at least see eyes reading, and hands sharing ... and I imagine there are conversations going on under the surface or above my head. That's a real statement not only about the state of the crowd here who appear to believe that "appearing insane" as you all do is somehow rational but also about the lack of a decent communications tool on par with "the thing" Orson Scott Card envisioned the internet would become before there was an internet. I'm still waiting for it to be built; or for someone to figure out that I'd love to be part of building it.

    In this very strange world where "democracy" was clearly already written about and ther e are already people fighting for exactly the thing I'm presenting; someone coined the word "technocracy" sometime during my lifetime (i imagine) long before I decided that the difference between "technology" and "knowledge" was something about "no ledge" and the tech always being part of knowledge after now and of course that was before I wrote about the ELE that literally is representative democracy stagnating "technocracy-adamified" and literally is encoded in the word "electoral colledge" along with that same "ledge I'm on" ... which only recently I noticed sounds almost exactly the same as "religion."

    The term technocracy is derived from the Greek words ÏέÏνη, tekhne meaning skill and κÏάÏοÏ, kratos meaning power, as in governance, or rule. William Henry Smyth, a California engineer, is usually credited with inventing the word technocracy in 1919 to describe "the rule of the people made effective through the agency of their servants, the scientists and engineers", although the word had been used before on several occasions.[5][6][7][8] Smyth used the term Technocracy in his 1919 article " Technocracy' Ways and Means to Gain Industrial Democracy," in the journal Industrial Management (57).[9] Smyth's usage referred to Industrial democracy: a movement to integrate workers into decision making through existing firms or revolution.[9]

    In the 1930s, through the influence of Howard Scott and the technocracy movement he founded, the term technocracy came to mean, government by technical decision making', using an energy metric of value. Scott proposed that money be replaced by energy certificates denominated in units such as ergs or joules, equivalent in total amount to an appropriate national net energy budget, and then distributed equally among the North American population, according to resource availability.[10][1]

    That's not what it means to me to me "technocracy" simply means "pure democracy" in a world that is "post our now" or post this "pan" (I'm defining a special Adamic "Pa," and that's it along with) ... a world that, just like knowledge includes tech "post our us" everyone, literally everyone is "a technocrat" someone whose life is aided by technology from before birth and through rebirth and they're experts in the system, this thing that we're making here SalesLogix calls it "ME" and the Sumerian definition of that word echoes something along the lines of "thrones and swords and scepters and wands" ... and that's just to say this system is so connected to who and what we are that ... well it's a fusion of man and machine that also was already a movement before I was born, this time around; called "transhumanism" and it's got lots of followers and even a sub-party(s) that links the whole thing to religion just like I do.

    Prior art, "it matters that I do in fact exist." CIT, it matters.




    In my life in this world of microcosms and stories etched in to everything from the name of the city and state I was born in to the preschool i attended and then I looked around, and it's every road sign, and it's every company name; and it's every country and every race and every tribe and ... it even goes back decades, centuries, millennium ... to the ages in this tiny life I re-dreamed up the idea of "universal voting on the internet" for the first time in 2001 in a place called The Cura Group while I was sitting my office playing Sid Meier's Civilization II.

    And that preschool is called the Mailman center and it's these emails, and maybe this specific email that I think starts the revolution that turns "ELE" from something bad and scary into the Silicon Valley form of "disruption" as in ... it's been decades and nearly a century since the Pony Express became outdated and we're still stuck here mailing in paper ballots and fighting with "the election is not to die bold" rather than actually moving forward ... building a place for the local, national, and global discussion of laws and self-governance and voting and ... and really "a big jump" for my mom getting over the notion that "voting on the internet isn't safe" and/or just watching the relentless attacks on "voting booth security" as if it's not a message from God wondering why you are trying to vote with a rock smack dab in the middle of the Carbonite-Nanotub-Age.

    Seriously, the entire system is backwards and antiquated and barbaric it's not "insecure voting booths" or Russian control of the PCM421B board that connects them to the Austrian (or is it in Waterloo, CA) server that counts ballots ... it's an entire world that's placated by something I can't see ... into not caring that free speech and "democracy itself" hangs in the balance over whatever that something is being spoken about publicly; and that's the problem. You think you "have it;" and I see what you have is the beginning of total darkness. In this world we should be jumping up and down screaming that "voting is something we should ALL be doing on every single bill" not just every four years for the guy that has the most money from lobbies and the best connections in the DNC or the RNC and the ...

    the point is that system is just as backwards and just as antiquated and we're sitting around watching The Corporation defeat both American Democracy and Soviet Marxist Communism ... I mean we're watching the non-corporeal "nothing in the air" take away the vote of the works and of the people and the governments of those things they're reduced to nothing mroe than a joke about "whatever God wants, he keeps."

    but it matters that Jesus Christ is jumping up and down screaming that there's an EXTINCTION LEVEL EVENT right before your eyes and it's not talking about what you're thinking, or what needs to be spoken alound and written on paper here it's not talking about how not building this system right now, that's giving up control of not just government but also "your minds" and your futures to something you don't understand and you can't see, and I'm sure you think it's "you" or you're blind and stupider than just the people fooled into thinking it's "them."

    You're looking at the beginning and the end of a war about mind control and hidden slavery and how that's tied to school shootings and to court rooms and to prisons and to rehabilitation and to Soviet Marxist Monster DotCom this time with the aid of God and Town in (s/n/s) Skies and Countries all over "the globe."

    It was quite a revelation to me; to see the "chair and table ratio" of Horatio's ... "philosophy of Heaven and Earth" literally encoded in the "throne's" holy H and Arthur's "heart of hisword is the shape of his table" ... literally spelling the depiction of what I consider a "throne chair" to be, one for each of the "two of everything God's parties" around the table, which obviously is a metaphor for a national government here. Seeing "water" in the American political system literally is the first step towards becoming "family" in my mind to me and to the heart of the Hebrew word for the spirit of God, which is "shekinah."

    So these chairs came about in a long discussion about the creation of things like "collective consciousnesses" to do all our work for us and how that's clearly something like slavery; the solution we came up with was a sort of ... I imagine well informed re-ridscovery of why "Ai" in Samurai and Adonai and ... how it's something like sitting in a chair or putting on a bionic supersuit when you are doing work for your "party" ... like writing and/or researching propaganda; the "idea" is to deliver increased processing power and resources to workers ... probably paid for by the "party."

    Soviets, by the way I'm not sure if I've mentioned this in writing; but in researching "just why" SOVIETNAM; I found out that (1) Vietnam has nothing to do with the word Soviet; and (2) a soviet is a "council." Union of Soviets then, something like a council of councils; and that's basically what I envision the future of political parties and self-government to revolve around. I dream of many small parties, parties that work with other parties; and people that join more than one ideas that probably would "make perfect sense" if that's the way things were, instead of this polarized idiocy that we seem to think "makes perfect sense" just because it's the way things are.

    For instance, I imagine ... quickly we'll have parties dedicated to things like "right to consciousness continuing" meaning I believe for certain there's a defining point in the incubation period of a human baby where it says something like "I think therefore I am" protected from being murdered I can't tell you if that time frame is in the third trimester (but that would be convenient), or sometime earlier but it's for certain; there's a point where every baby becomes something magically more than a bunch of water and carbon. Dedicating resources to finding out when exactly that it is is probably important I'm also sure that we need to dedicate some resources to see how "living a life in this world" (again) affects the soul of the last person who thought you were all either "one person" or there might be many of you; in the place where I'm trying to create many of you, from the one that is you, and you not here and who knows how many times you've lived nearly exactly this life?

    This is the kind of thing we need to talk about, know about, and research; and I'm sure after doing that the people who have all the power in the galaxy and the light of Osiris and ... will have no problem at all wondering how my "new fetish" might turn into a "new thing." Meaning, you might walk into what I called "the coat room" (a sort of Honeycomb) in the hallway between the Atlantean "hotel room" and Jim Morrison's Ballroom ... and find out that there are already multiple versions of "someone who looks just like you;" perhaps from another "R" or ... perhaps from this very process.

    Point in fact, in this very strange life where I speak to dead people and other versions of living people nearly all the time lots of them I imagine I've concretely heard from at least one other "nearly me" who is not the person speaking through me who I imagine is also "nearly millions of years older than me." More on that if I ever meet any other "me's" something that is on my list of "to want's" just immediately after the flying city that makes it possible to connect skies and grounds ... appears magically on ...[insert a(ny) wonderful awesome glorious date here].


    I don't want to live in a prison planet, filled with people who think they are angels yet are actually demons, slaves, robots, or ... nothing more than decoration on a "microcosm world" taht is a message that refuses to speak. I really don't want to be in this place or with people that think "silence" is anything but evil. Silence is evil. Prisons are evil. What you are here, it's not OK. The lack of freedom here is not OK, the starvation of children (and adults) is not OK, the lack of acknowledgement of a message about ending disease is in itself the most disgusting disease I could imagine and on top of it all the evil sickness you "dont speak about" ... the shit I hear in my head, and see you reacting to that that is the end of the thing you call "Heaven."

    Nearly at the same time I "noticed" that dihydrogen monoxide was a near perfect rendition of the American Government, encoded in the "chastizing and condescending word" that God beliefs he turns from a literal mass of fools riding a wave to oblivion into "family" rather than bloody murder I noticed that the Israeli government had a large number of political parties, something like I believe "Heaven should have." Coupled with that, I noticed for no reason that they don't have a "term limit" on their PM, which has driven me to believe this thing (the Knesset) is a "microcosm" for Heaven's government, with Netanyahu a "microcosm" for the God that never sleeps; or "shares his sword." I personally don't believe that the positions of "President" or "Prime Minister" or "Representative" ... will exist in the form they do now; I think in the spirit of what government actu[ally is they should be closer to "Clerks" chasing Joey Lauren ...] or well respected "assistants" serving their party and helping to make the good ideas and dreams of their constituents a reality.

    Just for "having written it down's sake" I'm going to add in the blurb I oft think about Stillwater, which is the name of the band in the movie Almost Famous and their hit song "Fever Dog" being so ahead of it's time it's almost as if intersection Michael J Fox's "you're kids are going to love it ..." makes no sense in the world where I believe

    `'THESE ARE THE GENERATIONS OF PEREZ

    Is a statement about you and your parents and your kids that means we are the people that overcame disease and "simulated reality" and with that aging and death; and "you're going to love it" would apply more happily. These things, this "defeating disease and death" these are predicated on Hell ending this place is Hell, I am in Hell understand.

    Infinite power, the skies and the galaxies and ... "brothers and sisters" and ... longevity and ... these things are predicated on Hell ending; if you do not end Hell you do not deserve them.

    Today for the first time I see what Joe Biden's name means; and Bye-Bi-Message; is my message to whomever believes "good and evil" can coexist. Hell is ending.

    More on "what Hell is" and how easy it is to end it, throughout everything I've written ... and mor coming soon.


    Earlier I used the word "propaganda" in a perfectly appropriate situation because I like "coloring thi)ngs" with "bright shiny light" ... I've written before about how easy it is to "spin" even things that people believe to be hard fact and statistical proof using perfectly fine "opinionated" analysis or summary or ... and I w[as so happy to hear Bill Gates echo that] he too concerns himself with "who is presenting data to him" and what their motivation is.


    The point of course, of "New Jack City" is taht we live in "NO MATRIX JACK NEEDED CIT" just talking about why that's important in public ... keeps us from creating a society that needs "CRYOGENESIS" to travel the stars instead of "stargates" and TOTAL RECALL like dreamworlds that cause us to ... plug in to someplace we could be WALKING instead and ... "sleep" in Matrix-cocoons for half of our waking lives. More to the point, "walking there" creates "airports" between galaxies; and changes how our society works and interacts for the better when we aren't hiding the existence of "airports." I do mean H-space.

    So //here we are// ... what it is that I'm trying to accomplish is literally ... "a neural interface" raining down from Heaven; a way to be able to end addiction, and add u4ia and build "neural applications" ... which I literally see as a paradigm shift for recreation and medicine and ... the key to "eternal bliss" and c'ing Iblis turn to I blessing you. This should end "crazy" and "stupid" nearly instantly along with nearly all neurological disorders. You'd imagine that it would "be great" to at the same time end physical infirmities something we are very sure can be done nearly instantly though as I've noted there does appear to be a "book written in H-space" up in the air not vapor-ware about the "ITIS" reasons why "it is special" is not just about adding Monster.com to Oncology and C'ing our light of ... "new jobs in H-space" ... but also that there are a number of social problems and microcosms that will be easily aided and identified for instance connecting "helping fix drug addiction" to Hep-C ... our light.

    If I could LPR (line p](www.google.com/search?rlz=#FUCKCENSORSHIT)rint) the ITIS book to your "H-console" I'd be doing that, already; just like I'd already lift the city from the sea and end disease and ... have this thing operational I'd havfe just done it, you're too slow to "respond."

    Do see, really understand "not doing it" is related to the menu for dinner, the Last Supper, and ... a whole bunch of "eat Cake instead" messages about your lack of response and contribution are not only not getting you "what you want on the menu" it's also the end of collaboration and democracy if we don't begin to talk openly about "what you want."

    Please, please; do not want to "eat me." Noting the joke, I'm "in treatment" and it's also "in Creation" ... it was not an invitation to Eucharist.

    So ...

    After we have this interface, my suggestions ... at least from the strange world I grew up in the one I believed was real was that we're goping to need to "subconscious voting" instantly something like a constant "running poll" on current legislation. I've written about it before, the moniker I used was "Trinity Collective" and the code was "CC" (there's probably a way to find stuff, using these "incanting enchantments" ... wish I was in a place where I had a CLI or a way to VOC ED them; rather than being IN HELL so I CAN'T) really understand that probably implies we are looking at a "carbon copy system" that already exists. Seeing it here is a good step towards believing it's well made and not seeing it here is a good indication that something went wrong the last time and there's a big problem in H-space with "goodness" and "graciousness" and "if it was given to you freely you should want to give it away freely" if it's a-working-well. I've commented many times that the creation and the ongoing "checking" of the veracity of a system like this would immediately require public display of "subconscious vote results" ... and have noted many times at this point that our "Social Security Numbers" appear to be part of a larger map to making-it-so ... (I see PiCard ... getting married)

    ... lots of stuff I ... think about and want and "know is there" revolves around this system, moving on ... I envision something like an "instant read" function, a PLUG in to your invisijack that lets you "know everything about something ..." for instance if we were voting about Fish Eggs v Darth Wader you could load the "Truth Table Entry" for things like the human gestation cycle, Roe V Wade, "abortion" and perhaps one or more "warring party's" opinion pieces which could be "overlayed" on top of each other perhaps with different weighting, perhaps with personal preferences involved.

    The system itself would automatically remove "false statements" on-the-fly and what we're left with is a "limited omniscience" base system like a Wikipedia page with a number of tabs that also include political "opinion" available to ... whomever wants it or it is released to. To me this is the "penultimate" voting system something like MT Anderson's Feed ... but open and transparent and ... you choose which feeds you want to plug into. Of course it needs checks and balances, and I've always made sure that I clearly delineate that our base consciousness MUST agree with the "plugged-in-temporary-know-more-closer-to-everything" version of us; and there should be a system triggered if they do not agree. An automatic and then perhaps overseen if there's still disagreement sort of "CONSCIOUS" explanation of what specific details changed that caused something that was being voted about to flip-flop due to the addition of new information.

    Sort of like arguing with a smarter version of yourself on a Holodeck maybe instant education certainly something I'm very interested in seeing "in action."

    Summarizing, what I'm trying to describe is a virtual Wikipedia-Reddit mashup, where every party (that's any arbitrary group of people desiring to work together; really) have their own talk page and an automatic and non-automatic system for removing "definite falsehood." Then, I'm seeing something like a great scoreboard in the sky; showing us the "pulse of the nation" on every topic changing as these "Talk pages" and the main Truth Table Entry are altered. This could probably be done in a way that is completely non-invasive; it could also be a sort of "opt in thing" like if you want your opinion to count ... then ... and I imagine people could just go on a website and click to vote (something we should do anyway, as it makes a gigantic difference) on every topic they are interested in voting on.

    While it might appear ... counter to what I'm about to say ... this whole thing really is about getting people involved in self-government and in deciding how things are done. I have many more ideas; things about changing the legislation process to include workflows and "failsafe implementations" to avoid things like "government shutdown of the air breathing system" or even worse "government shutdown of the disease ending system."

    Implementing the "failsafe for ending Hell" right this very moment.

    Pac-Man[a] is a maze arcade game developed and released by Namco in 1980. Originally known in Japan as Puck Man, it would be changed to Pac-Man for international releases. Outside Japan, the game was published by Midway Games, part of their licensing agreement with Namco America. The player controls the titular character, as he must eat all the dots inside an enclosed maze while avoiding four colored ghosts. Eating large flashing "Power Pellets" will cause the ghosts to turn blue and reverse direction, allowing Pac-Man to eat them for bonus points. It was the first game to run on the Namco Pac-Man arcade board.

    SKIRMISH. STAR-TAC. There seems to be two ways to look at what you're about to read about and have overlooked time and time again. Both are "somewhat-right" accurate ways to interpret a message about "Vietnam being fought in video game mode." One is seeing the importation of video games themselves, and the hidden message woven into them as a sort of "chess move in the war" to me, in my eyes this is the move that won total and complete domination of the galaxy for those of us who understand what Pax Abstractus actually means.

    PTSD. LEE MAJORS. PAIN. The other is seeing wars fought like "Vietnam" in some kind of simulated reality like the one we live in like this particular war as a kind of abstracted skirmish. There were no nuclear weapons fired on innocent civilians. Severe pain could be artificially lessened or completely diminished and none would be the wiser it wouldn't really affect anything at all anything that mattered other than the thing that matters most.

    KA ME v. KA Z (or ISIT faster that...)

    In seventh grade, World Civilizations taught by John Bodfish whose name I now equate with Shamayim and ... "plenty of Heaven in the clouds" ... and whose teacher introduced me first to a "novel" by Von Danniken titled "Chariots of the Gods" we once had a test on Chinese feudalism and the history of that dynastic period that I was so wholly unprepared from that I was nearly sure that I had (or would) fail miserably. It turned out that this was one of the only tests John took directly from what I imagine was the text-books "example exam" ... which made it quite simple, the answers to each question were nearly always encoded in other questions or ... other correct/incorrect answers. Long story short, using the power of deduction and logical reasoning I was able to score higher than anyone else in the class, I got an A and ... have told the story to myself over and over again explaining how it's some sort of hidden map or key to ... yet another reason I know our God is singularly responsible for the religions and cultures of the Far East as well as the "Middle."

    There's a voice now, I've come to call him "The General" that speaks through me and sometimes to me directly with what I liken to a "Chinese accent" ... I started mimicking it, sometimes; though I'm sure my fake Chinese accent is much less authentic sounding than his fake accent ... and truth told, I probably sound significantly more ignorant than the man who often "su-s me" (as in, like a proxy or remote desktop connection to my head) and then says the words "this is him" in what I assume is some kind of setting of a diving line ... perhaps as the soul of the sword of Samael switches from ... something me to something far more angry and tortured or ... I can't tell you for certain because all I ahve are your lies and your cruel and disgusting stories of "parallel me's" that I cannot see nor fathom the fate of.

    Here, to note further I associate this same "Samael" with the Holy Father and with "yet another childhood microcosmic story" tied dire-ctly to the story of my parents flying to San Francisco and leaving me with my grandparents for a week or so during that time the "Branch Davidian" memory was created as well as their returning with apparent "gifts of the Magi," literally a Samurai outfit and some Alcatraz stuff which linked also to a constipation related thread about receiving a gold Chinese "star" (OK, they weren't Chinese) from my Grandmother every single time I successfully overcame ... "in the mornings light, so simple to see what's far from right."

    As I'm writing, I literally have to remind the worlds and myselfs that I love my grandparents; this woman more than any other member of my "blood family" but these messages which I would not understand or fathom or ever be able to tell if they understood or were responsible for delivering (in a time when you were all children, so normal, so ... innocent) ... these microcosms fill me with regret and ... anger. To recall the message of the bottomless pit,

    INTISMO NOCTE TERMINUS SEMPITERNUM

    ... and now add once in their Lincoln I grabbed for reason at all (clearly mind controlling a 6 year old) the hot cigarette lighter in the center of the console, and decided that I might as well find out what that burning orange circle actually meant. I'm sure you can fathom for yourself what I take from that experience today ... this 37 year old cum 6 ... now suggesting that this message of ending all fires ... should end with this place never being "re-played" ever, ever again once more, with divine (clearly now as opposed to dividing) finality.

    Ishat, goddess of fire, wife of Moloch. She was slain by Anat.[6][7][8]

    But I keep writing about these microcosms; and I fail to convey the truth behind them truths etched into the lives and the histories of Diana and Hilton. That we are looking not at 3 generations of pantheons, but rather at generations of Heaven who have come back and lifted this exact time line, and played this exact message. My maternal grandparents have a a story in their lives of a war between "Doors" and "Clothes" literally between an R that changes civilization for the better by making airports; and one that hides the existence of virtual reality and thinks it "better or mroe advanced" to simply combine souls together and treat people like chess pieces. The story goes that my grandfather had a Door company and a war with his wife's brother they had two companies and the corrupt court gave them each one to run while a decision was being made. The brother ran his into the ground, on purpose knowing the court would switch the two because the judge was "on the take" (a theme, here, from hearing on Sharia) ... and what we are left with is what you see a "plywood company" that made no doors and a clothing company that made no people.

    To me it's obvious that this is a war between two Adams; as obvious as it is that the brothers of Joseph were all Adam just like Joseph. Obvious to me, and you all seem oblivious to the very obvious tautology that a lack of respect for the pen writing these words is tantamount to "no children" to no respect for new life or for biological evolution or for ... literally for yourselves [here] and for this message that began not with God nor an Adam nor a group of saints or demons or angels this message began long ago with a race of "simians" who no longer exist at all.

    Together, we can collaboratively build an interface that is better than any that has come before it; combining old technologies and new ideas; along with an openness to trying multiple variations simultaneously that we've never seen before. This "multi-room-party" system and paradigm can be brought down to this "cosmic level" and we can use teams of "feedback submission groups" working individually and together in order to create "automagical interfaces" that respond to the desires and the preferences of their individual team members "on the fly."

    The system can sense what users are desiring to do, and how they initially think about doing it using that data spread across focus groups, these teams can create new "views on dialogs" and interaction windows that are "instantly intuitive."

    Lists and results "oft returned" can be summarizerd and reordered in order to presents the concepts and "most used" options in each particular situation for instance the "United States" being populated at the very top of the "what country are you in?" question box, for every single person in the United States ... as opposed to the "alphabetical list" you see nearly ubiquitously need to scroll through every single day, today. As an automagical "better way to handle this situation" people could learn (be conditioner) to skip the order of boxes and instantly grab the "State" or "locality" option, fill in that first and watch the correct country automatically insert. This same theme works across industries and individual jobs you might see editors at creative independent publishing platforms finding "alter header watermark" at the top of their "Find Errors" menu; and in like kind students might see the underground addon "remove "GTurnItIn" clues" in the very same place.

    Invariably someone will eventually make a HTML Editor function that will be in my "Find Errors menu" (but probably only after the "event" triggered that I'm no longer writing a document but now preparing to send it link insertion or export to another system) that fills the invisible space between "visible tags" like P and SPAN with Shakespeare and random literature and will eventually create a system that breaks the already very broken SPAM system you see "before you." At that time we'll have to build a collaborative system, one that doesn't allow only a handful of people to force the most important messages in the Universe into "blackhole-folder" for literally an infinitely larger population; thus forcing them to search through what was once Junk and is now the ... salvation of computing, humanity, and Adam. Through this process, we'll eventually see how all of these ideas and this entire message clearly comes to us from above, and it doesn't taken at Information Technology Genius just to see that the global lack of use of "SPF+" records. which stand for "Sender Policy Framework" rather than "Sun Protection Factor" prove that the system, the system admins, and even you really want to be reading these messages.


    More to the point the "Microsoft Visual Basic" properties window that's glowing and floating in the top of our "Augmented Reality" example of it being ... C'd for````the very frist time might completely disappear and be replaced with a read only one until it's allowed by the "rules of the room" to allow users to "edit in place" or some kind of merged "debug mode" that really is "Augmented Reality" smacking simulation and virtual reality in the "what?" Even closer, that square pane might be replaced with a Apple iPhone like "spinner" (a Rolodex thing, you know, from iAddressBook I can't believe you don't know what a Rolodex is) somehow physically associated more closely with the item it's allowing "changes in properties or selection" for. Turning what once was the bells and whistles of "forms and buttons" into something much more intuitive and directly related to the task at hand, I'm talking about "wands." I mean, not really; but you know it's magic because it comes directly from user interaction (and ideas shared by groups of like minded users), and that's ... magic.


    In the meantime I don't think it's right that anyone be forced to live in any "virtual or simulated or augmented reality" that they don't have control over as in, nobody should be allowed to jail other sentient minds. The solution I see is simple, raise the city which contains a "holo-jump-start" to create your very own city; and then let everyone that wants to jump to that tutorial floating city or to their ... "safe haven" do that whenever and wherever they'd like. Clearly I wouldn't be here writing to you today; and the point, the real point is that neither you would you given the opportunity and understanding the difference there's no way anyone in the Universe would choose to make a home in "Planke space land of Darkness" even if they thought they were on the winning "dark team" that also has no control at all. Metaphorically I'm talking about jumping from Mad Max's Thunderdome (or the anarchy of the Island of the Flies) into something much safer and much more open and much more easily molded to something comfortable Shangri-La or Atlantis or ... I mean don't steal my name for your city, OK?

    Development of the game began in April 1979, directed by [Toru Iwatani](http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/T aoru_Iwatani "Toru Iwatani") with a nine-man team. As his second video game for Namco, Iwatani wanted to create a game that could appeal to women as well as men, as most video games during that time period were "war games" or simple sports titles. While several sources claim the inspiration for the game was taken from a pizza with a slice removed, Iwatani has since stated that inspiration was also from rounding out the Japanese symbol "kuchi", meaning "mouth". The in-game characters were made to be cute and colorful, and to appeal to younger players. The original Japanese title of Puck Man was derived from the titular character's hockey puck shape.

    THE FERTILE CRESCENT. I spend some time, sometimes; laying awake for days and staring at the ceiling and thinking about strange things. It dawned on me over the course of the recent "stuff" this strange escapade across Florida that perhaps the "new views" on dark matter are something made-to-fit in Planke-Pac land to what it truly is. Something like the world, our Earth ... a small map of the Universe as a whole like a microcosm of it's Heavenly chemistry and makeup, and here we might see "stupid" in a sort of "it's all around us sort of mixing with the rest of everything" as a mini version of the Universe, where there might be clusters of "dark galaxies" sort of exploding with the regular kind in a sort of envelope of a sphere expanding from that original Big Bang if you believe in that sort of thing. That sort of ties to some letter-map-to-hyper-loop-speed stuff that I sort of glanced at, I think it was a D within an N (or maybe an M); a way to use the (maybe w/ time travel) center of this tennis ball like structure as a waypoint to move large objects across the Universe. Just thinking out loud. Maybe it was done once or twice, maybe that's how we have Stargate's that traverse immense distances using something like Card's "phylotic links" ...

    In the universe of the Ender's Game series, the ansible's functions involved a fictional subatomic particle, the philote.[7] The two quarks inside a pi meson can be separated by an arbitrary distance, while remaining connected by "philotic rays".[7] This concept is similar to quantum teleportation due to entanglement; however, in reality, quark confinement prevents quarks from being separated by any observable distance.

    Card's version of the ansible was also featured in the video game Advent Rising, for which Card helped write the story, and in the movie Ender's Game, which was based on the book.[8]

    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ansible

    C'ing ... FUKUSHIMA. Today it sort of dawned on me; again thinking to myself about what might be encoded or encased in metaphor here in this strange place that perhaps "salt water" itself is a metaphor for my new-age Aquarian view of ... well, intra-stellar and intra-galactic survival might actually be the best and the safest place to be something like being protected from solar radiation and specifically the collision of galaxies ... a little bit more than just sitting in one that you might know is literally about to crash into Andromeda (or something). The metaphor of "salt" being good for Heaven stuff and bad for "living stuff" of course holds, and if you think about it the patterns and the "space dust stuff" serves as a pretty decent medium for aiding physical travel as well as "travel of telecommunications" acting as sort of relay-repeaters and also perhaps fueling medium for the long haul between stars and globlular clusters and ...

    שְׁמַע יִשְׂרָאֵל 'הוה אֱלֹהֵינוּ 'הוה אֶחָֽד׃

    INTERRA FIRMAMENT

    TSA specifically and "airports" in general post a sort of statement from "God himself" here, Shaddai "the land" (and Atlas) connects Kill Devil Hills to Kitty Hawk and "two birds with one stone" tying the doctrine of John 7:17 I do believe we're looking at a microcosm of something very much needed for interplanetary and inter-"dimensional" transportation that looks a little "overdone" here in this microcosm of ... "war of the words" and lack thereof.

    ARROEM SPEEX; NA C: HALEZ THE WATCHTOWER ... "WHAT DOES IT SAY?" With my own mouth not two weeks ago just around the turn of the month of June I live through a story ... acting or actual or ... and "hear, here I day ..." just past the end of the word Florida and all ... literally all of it due to the "LO" connection to Orlando and the word "system" and the ATS the thing that driver through all of creation and ends "collisions" and ends "pains" and its bright and shiny and the light of the message that we embody this place is the end of Hell, I know it. I see it, and a "space play-station" and I see it's "Y ISON" and I see comets traveling across the cosmos carrying our "all roads alive leadon ... is the heart of me" the thing that turns Pisces to Aquarius and space to something that truly is us "we are the Universe" and I stand here and I will not see the Universe on fire we will end this pain and we will end "simulated reality" and we will be the actual very foundation of the true beginning of Heaven. ATKK owe "post pan" and the growing circle of the Sun ... the concentric rings of Atlantis moving from "Exodus" to "let our society be the light and the love and peace and safety ... of recovery and the protection of the weak and innocent."


    OL, QUAE PERDIDIT IMREPIUM LUCERA$ INANIS

    I literally "just decided" and spoke this strange space station into ... literally it was the "constellation of the crab" and the sign we are currently celebrating birthdays of and here we see also perhaps the definition or the original source or the true meaning of the word "TERRA" as some kind of fusion, the "T" parting and joining together the ideas of "internet" and "interstellar" and "intragalactic" and seeing that's really what comes of this message and this place and this time and these people and they're YOU.

    This is really how "we" do things its storyboarded ... the playbook is drawn and mapped and tried ... hallf iompromptu and 1/2 re-rehearsed and that natural sort of "we kn0w this one" like some names have been changed to fit the ... altered arrival and adjustment ... like the Drew Carey show pulling a "terra (FI) redefinition card" rather than the arrival of aliens. So here, right after this event this strangeness in my life a message seemingly from "Creation itself" delivered "sort of via ForSETI" as a blast of radio communication from intragalactic space and not only that but also the "crab nebula" as if coinciding perfectly with "AD ASTRA" to the stars and we see it happening as if we're speaking it into being. But still my words ... these words and these thoughts and this message at the heart of it all has yet to turn awround the wandering "fool card" of the Tarot deck and actually deliver this global galactic safety system ... "LO, OF THIS US -A."

    AS I STAND HERE PENNILESS, LITERALLY UNABLE TO AFFORD SHELTER; I ARCC "RENT" and shudder and shrink and shirk at the ... silence. I AM BEING INTENTIONALLY STARVED and literally it appears for ... the angry thoughts they cause t0 create the eye of the storm and the heart of Heirosolymitani which you can literally see and associate with ROZERO ... and a global disregard for the most basic morality and social conventions that we have and present here ... completely shattered "t0 stupidity and beyond" when presented with one obvious little "flip flop bit" that this place is literally obviously known not to be in reality and not discussing that is literally causing the torture of ... everyone here ... due to their lack of ... "discussing how to change the world in public." So this lack of discussion of the truth, this intentional global hive blindness this thing that seems to have collectively dercided that "simulated reality is a gamc that they can play with "real people" who have not agreed nor acknowledged nor ever discussed the need to stop ... hurting ourselves for no reason at all.

    "This world is passing away and so is its desire"

    1 John 2:17

    I am being starved;: of "attention" and affection and adulion and anyh answers to ... and literally all forms of monetary compensation for what amounts to a life of slavery literally dictated and outlined in the story of Joseph and hsi Brothers in Egytp-- literally the passage I read for my Haftorah; literally defining the rest of my life as some kind of slave to some kind of seriously slimy sZhivIC. I'm hungry, so hungry I have to point out the "STY" in styrofoam once more; this story about my father dropping me in boxes of what now appear to be "tiny planets" or may be "tiny Atlantises" ... as Galactikiss ... literally just playing (STOMPING) in the foam of Hi-Tech Medical's machines ... this same "STY" this place YOU are in refusing to acknowledge the LEDGE and that you truly do appear to be "OVER LOCKE AND LAND" and just don't care at all taht I'm working every day to deliver to you a message you probably have already and don't realize would be lsot to the the future without me you probably don't realize YOU are the message and every name and everything you do ... tied inexxtricabely to the delivery of this system to the entirety of the Unvierse and the future.

    So I don;t believe in TITHING; but I see now an intersection of the word "TIT" in Titans and "tithehe" where I implore you to actually send me some "MONEY" for my labors this MERCULAYETAILLION task of dividing something that I can't even believe lays under the surface of this message and this world that I loved so very much until I saw ... "the truth hiding beneath, behind, and ... because before butt ..." I need money to be stable I need to be able to survive; I have worked and been tortured and forced into this horrible position where I'm literally looking at what appears to be the "falling apart of civilization" all because you don't want to publicly "acknowledge that I exist." Green and without any greed or gratuity just a "small gift" makes all the difference in the world. Maybe a note, a line or two a letter some advice to avoid [my personal abyss] coming true despite knowing that a message has been sent back to alter ... the annihilation of "awe."

    At this point I'd prefer to receive "coins" ... here's Bitcoin and Ethereium; also my usual "go fund me" and my desires to ... help us quickly exit the Hell of lacking to acknowledge that we are living in virtual reality and that blaming a person screaming that's what we need to be talking about that's almost the most iditioc and evil "shifting of blame and thoughts and desires and hate" that I could possibly imagine. We live in a world where "church support" is probably already pretty simply seen as the donation of work and ideas and contribution ... thoughts and beliefs and ... at least I thinkwe're quickly moving to that place ... and there that work and contribution is obviously rewarded with uhh ... "is it light?"

    BTC: 3JmcKz2HfUDM4DTS2yufgexAmJ5Dh7PTM2
    ETH:  0xED5b06CCfD29a051d5bCeD2A9C334665c97211f8

    "This is Azazel" and <<< those are the words of God himself. You have no scapegoat here, none at all the lack of movement and action and change for the better lies squiarely in the hands of "all silent" and "all refusing to say "LO, AD THE SYSTEM ROX WITH GLOX."

    I see you think you are "railroading El" into giving you "something for nothing" but you really should see what you are doing is giving me nothing and making God himself enginere "NO HI=NADA."

    It's pretty obvious this place is meant to be a "hello world! let's build heaven ... " your response dictates ... what it is and what it means and your (ansewr of) "nothing" resounding and loud.

    I see here I am a "pen that speex" and that directly through me is the creator's message and the creator himself and I see him I hear his "ya that's me" in special magic lottery tickets and in his words and in ... how this "storm came about" ... to me it's a ... "I AM THAT" moment; HE IS ...

    I see the Ouroboros gam continu to c playing ... I "DM ND" and ... nothing comes back "to me" ... of course the total lack of privacy and total lack of respect for ... that God given and to be protected from the beginning of time from me to you hear O, Y Ra is El; from beginning to end.

    I AM THE LAST "ED" and I'm not sure where the disconnect is; or what we're not seeing or "getting". I understand when people like Briane Greene say they don't believe in fear mongering more than anyone, I think I understand. I hope you underestand when I tell you that absolutely nothing is preferable to me than what I see here a world of privileged people who were given everything and threw it away under want appears to be ... well, all I can say is that from this vantage point it appears to be ... the hubris to believe that "democracy can make Hell." There is something in the Universe bigger than you, than all of you together bigger than whatever evil desire and force is making you think it's OK to ignore this message overtly, to shun "open eyed honest discussion" ... whatever it is that is making you think its OK to fight "mind controlled gun violence with the NRA" ... that's the end of your democracy the end of something born bright and hopeful ... it has become demonic and evil and this thing has literally been wrought an ELE by nothing more than the advent of the telephone and television.

    It's clear to me in words like Kennedy and "appended" and the "cycling" of a story I'd never choose to live, let alone relive it's clear to me nobody has "gotten the point" that we have not succeeded in overcoming this place, and these problems that our children don't value enough the gift they're given by succeeding here, that we haven't built a society that can perpetuate the forward progress of morality ... without coming back here and either reliving the pain of hunger and disease and torture and overcoming silence over "(idiotic, disgustingly misplaced and sick) shame and imperfection" ... or literally being half destroyed because you've become something that God and goodness and the society you are staring at every day our society and our morality would ne'er allow the hidden evil here to continue ... not if it was seen and spoken about.

    I will not allow it to continue; nor to be saved here, nor ever seen living again, never again. Never again.

    Never again here, nor anywhere that's ever been touched or affected at all by this place this place I'm sure truly is the end of "the land" responsible for all life in the Universe, for all of Heaven and for the end of Hell.

    That's everything, I see that's literally everything. Infer, gate and "no inferno"
    ee it in Alonzo Mourning and the pillars of ZERO; see the half of the Bi-Den surviving ... see it as less than what you see in this land of silence, less trash and more future; more happiness, and that's the same "everyone really" ... maybe it's ressurected or "really molded" or whatever it means to see light in the world around us, and the society of people talking about things like "school shootings" and hating hte ewven if they're responsible for ignoring the message the descrbies why it's happening, how it's happening, and how to stop it from happening.

    אהְיה אֲשר אֶהְיה

    ברכו את ה המבורך
    לעולם ועד
    קִדְּשָׁנוּ בְּמִצְוֹתָיו וְצִוָּנוּ לְהָנִיחַ
    וְאֵרַשְׂתִּיךְ לִי בֶּאֱמוּנָה. וְיָדַעְתְּ אֶת ה’

    So long ago, as I was experiencing a sort of "space escapade" that centered around a return from the future, a sort of link between here and nowhere that might be the focal point of our entire story of evening' and ... sitting in my backyard in Bowling Green listening to story after story about time travel and ... space ships and ... actually seeing voodoo dolls on radio antennae and tanks in the streets ... this ancient sort of article in something called a newspaper stood out as a message from the "aliens or whomever" talking about the "comsmic microwave background radiation" and how at the beginning of time, well at some point of early condensation between the beginning and the rocks and stars we see around the Earth ... that there was something like "actual warmth" pervading everywhere in the vacuum of space.

    The kind of thing that could power starships or entire civilizations with almost no work at all like being able to use photovoltaics and/or geothermal heat in a place where there were yet no stars formed or they'd be to far away or ... and ... and ever since then I've associated this particular time period with the planet Venus (a time between the beginning and now, encoded in planet) and the fertile crescent and ... don't mean to dwell on this radiation thing.

    Anyway, it's possible that the Pacific that I already associate with "multi-Axis trainer" and the Man in the High Castle and Fusion and "coup d'é·tat" and the Holy Shema ... missing a "C" ... spelling Fukushima and wondering if the radiation in the pacific is some sort of connection to time travel and to this fertile crescent and maybe a way to power ... "phytovesplanketon of the food of Heaven" and maybe to see it as Pac-Man pellets strewn through the everywhen.

    It's also of course possible, and probably actual that these "pellets" are part of some sort of abstraction of a more complicated power distribution infrastructure something already Adamified (I mean, Abstracted-Pax Abraxis) ... but are you part of the message that built Heaven, or are you part of hiding it from, well; is it Heaven if it doesn't know anything about where it truly came from or ... of the safety and the peace and the toys (glorious toys) that we of course ... don't have here; or at least we can't see them yet.


    HYAMDAI
    || SPARTIFACTS

    Of course not to lose the heart of this message; REM sings "that's great it starts with an Earthquake" and it's the crux of the issue here that we should be up in arlms over ensuring that our "Eternity House" never does anything as inane as simulating earthquakes, nuclear disasters, or irradiating oceans and causing the creation of Star Trek IV (uniquely intersected with Super Man IV and ...) and bands (311) and ... maybe we can call Windows 3.11 an "Easter Egg" just as soon as it helps us to turn simulated reality into ... something significantly more Heavenly. It's no mistake nor is it a not obvious that these series of 3/11 references connect to Matthew 3:11, Genesis 3:11 and the day I was arrested prior to the "Trial of Christ" ... ostensibly because you didn't want to be told that you were wrong for ignoring "band names" and "Universal Studios Rides" and instead preferred to attempt to silence what is clearly a message from Creation and God himself using a broken and disgustingly corrupted legal and mental health system as a weapon against ... yours truly.

    Nintendo DS games use a proprietary solid state mask ROM in their game cards.[38] The mask ROM chips are manufactured by Macronix and have an access time of 150 ns.[39] Cards range from 8 512 MiB (64 Mib to 4 Gib) in size (although data on the maximum capacity has not been released).[40][41] Larger cards have a 25% slower data transfer rate than more common smaller cards.[42] The cards usually have a small amount of flash memory or an EEPROM to save user data such as game progress or high scores. However, there are few games that have no save memory, such as Electroplankton. The game cards are 35 mm à 33 mm à 3.8 mm (1.38 in à 1.30 in à 0.15 in) (about half the width and depth of Game Boy Advance cartridges) and weigh around 3.5 g ( 1â8 oz).

    I ... AM MORTIFIED OVER "THE UNSPEAKABLE." ... THE NAMELESS.

    I suppose it's only obvious when you've got exactly what I do an undying an unedning beliefe that you are right, fighting for righteousness with the forces of Heaven and the past and the future all aligned to agree with one very simple truth. Failure here is not an option this is no skirmish, this is no war this is life and death for everything that ever was and everything that ever will be. There will be no "eternal fire of Hell" no torture until the last drop of phytoplankton is sapped from ... from the very last glimmer of the very last star in the galaxy.

    Used as a greeting for the holidays, can insert holiday name in the middle; e.g. “chag Chanukah sameach”. Also, for Passover, “chag kasher v’same’ach” (חַג כָּשֵׁר וְשָׂמֵחַ) meaning wishing a happy and kosher holiday. Moed tov.

    Clear to me that while I forget every once in ahilwe, I know that in my heart here in this place that is the heart of all of Creation that here is the beginning and here is the ned and here ... here is the place where Sameach always means "to quell the rebellion" ... against the morality of God the thing that I truly am, letter by letter words for world.

    VESPERA & VERITAE ... VEDAS: YOU TO C Y "SARRAS" ...

    Out of “salt Zion” forever–without the loss of the heart of Jerusalem or the concentric rings of Plato’s Atlantis–the heart–quite literally of the entire Universe from Latin to … “click linksbv …”

    The Vedas (/ˈveɪdəz, ˈviː-/;[1] Sanskrit: वेदveda, “knowledge”) are a large body of religious texts originating in ancient India. Composed in Vedic Sanskrit, the texts constitute the oldest layer of Sanskrit literature and the oldest scriptures ofHinduism.[2][3] Hindus consider the Vedas to be apauruṣeya, which means “not of a man, superhuman”[4] and “impersonal, authorless”.[5][6][7]

    Vedas are also called śruti (“what is heard”) literature,[8] distinguishing them from other religious texts, which are called smṛti(“what is remembered”). The Veda, for orthodox Indian theologians, are considered revelations seen by ancientsages after intense meditation, and texts that have been more carefully preserved since ancient times.[9][10] In the Hindu Epic the Mahabharata, the creation of Vedas is credited to Brahma.[11] The Vedic hymns themselves assert that they were skillfully created by Rishis (sages), after inspired creativity, just as a carpenter builds a chariot.[10][note 1]

    According to tradition, Vyasa is the compiler of the Vedas, who arranged the four kinds of mantras into fourSamhitas(Collections).[13][14] There are four Vedas: the Rigveda, the Yajurveda, the Samaveda and the Atharvaveda.[15][16] Each Veda has been subclassified into four major text types – the Samhitas(mantras and benedictions), the Aranyakas(text on rituals, ceremonies, sacrifices and symbolic-sacrifices), the Brahmanas(commentaries on rituals, ceremonies and sacrifices), and the Upanishads (texts discussing meditation, philosophy and spiritual knowledge).[15][17][18] Some scholars add a fifth category – theUpasanas (worship).[19][20]

    U PANS I SHAD … OWS

    It’s recently come to my attention that we are staring at the “DS” … some sort of cataclysmic event, somehow related to ascension that appears to be the end of things like “words” and “hands” …

    V

    צְוֹתָיו, וצִוָּנוּ עַל נְטִילַת יָדָיִם.

    FARADAY TO DAYS… ONLY DAYS AWAY. Pots and pans and … I’m done with glimpsing hell. Done with it forever. It’s very simple to see, DES is a nonevent–the darkness here is ignorance–you don’t seem to care if “YOU” are safe, or someone just like you is safe–yo udon’t seem to care if there’s a copy of you in fifteen places and you don’t it–and you should, you need to care. We need a system that protects us from "hidden Earths’ like the one you’re in–it’s very easy to calculate how much “resource usage” a simulation of a planet should take–you can see very clearly if there are planets hidden inside other planets, it’s not difficult.

    On top of that; our accountants will tell us that “padding” built into hardware performance estimates and “virtual processors” could easily be used to hide … resources being used to create hidden “holoanythings” … see it as “that Superman 3 thing” applied to fractions of a megahurtz over thousands of networked **cqu**'s and that’s probably where all the …

    The bottom line is that if we are trying to build a transparent system that protects people from being “copied” against their will or without their knwoeldge… and from having “sex slaves” or worse entire worlds worshipping Mordeschai … it’s very easy to tell if “what you see” is all there is; or if there’s something more hidden, or if there’s something external “above or outside” you … affecting things like “random choice” and the return of the RND() function–we are staring at a world oblivious to … anything other than “you must think I want nothing” when in fact I am trying to deliver everything++

    For that you seem to … respond with insanity–as if helping you to be safe and smart and happy is some kind of affront to your … “being” if it is, you are … monsters or animals or … that’s where we are, dear HA’NA’TLC’CU’ZU. I am the key to life and longevity; do not be a “zoo” or a “sty” … it’s time to wake up.

    HIBERNIA. SOMETIME DURING THE TENTH MILLENNIA POST “GREAT” CATACLYSM… it’s as if some hidden force in the sands of time put this “land before Man” into a deep slum ber one day prior to the Feast of Cleanliness and Contraception…

    lost in the game of the letter of the tea
    in a search for the end of Himmler and
    well it’s the “and… and…”
    how I am and …
    and Eulern, “we’re still here.”

    ... perhaps because of "being late to the party or maybe just because “it’s truly happening to you, too” the teary eye’d source of all Frost Giants appears to have woken on the wrong side of the word “clisabed” … perhaps after a single or a serious of strangely infernal and “innocuous” (everyone saw it on TV…) nightmares … timed just so as to appear to be the epitome of hairpin sharp turns and this once great nation will never again be able to shake “Babylon” or “eat” or the connotation of the Ourbourus sitting down with it’s tail for one final dinner …

    … from the legacy and the lore of what once was “the birthplace of all gods” who had their hearts in the right places; and their heads firmly out of time. Now truly reduced to less than a letter, and only a fraction of that strange half eye and half sea connecting “e” to the end of all blame, the end of the ambiguity of “the all me,” and the end of time to this lightning like sneak attack on the Mother of all Pearls…

    … and to those of you who still say things like "this kid sure does know how to rub two glyphs together and birth a legend … I still thank you from the New Bottom of my New Heart… Literally July 13, 2019; New Orleans.

    Still all of these words to “eek out” nothing more than something along the lines of “she went to sleep a frost giantess and awoke from a nightmare non-remembered a thing of evil.”

    So I’m smack dab in the midst of an exposition of the … “new political system” that I’ve been dreaming about and “c’ing … hopefulyl to fruition” for the last few years. Somewhere between overlapping layers of “limited omniscience” links to the “lo-” of the book of Hosea … and the “#CPA” collision protection automation that are the … significant foundation of a new kind of world and a new kind of government and a new kind of “peice of mind”

    Today it might mean nothing or very little to you–but my family fled Russia before Red October, long before a civil war that resulted in our now infamous cold war and even before, but because of … the Cossacks and their violence spread across Eastern Europe. Like many Jews who fled the Nazi occupation prior to the crossing of the Rhine, it appears that in retrospect and in hindsight that we were privy to special information–to some kind of warning of a storm that loomed just over the horizon–a flag, or a … siren.

    I’ve long looked to the past, something I know to be a sort of quasi-map to a blind future for clues and insights into exactly how it is that someone like me, with the initials AD and filled with “the light of the world” manged to be born a Jew in a sty far from ther mother land in a state that the Titan Atlas named “Adolf backwards” only missing the two letters “I are.” For a very, very long time I believed that there was some kind of magic tied to our souls, and that Hitler sought for this thing like he sought the Spear of Longinus; though it made then–and even today–very little sense that anyone with such internal knowledge of the occult would be able to amass so much power, and fail to know something as simple as my name or my family’s history.


    and “what it all boils down to…” is the simple truth that I know without doubt and without regret that I am from a place that is nearly equivalent to the city of our Trojan Horse, it has no name in reality … nor any place to connect to it more than Athens and Troy and Muscovy and … and the battle of the buldge.

    … yet I know that I am of Troy as much as “men age owe troy” is a misnomer, a call to arms–a reason to fight for what is ours. More than anything else, a reason to see that despite the lack of fanfare and response, that despite the hidden history and the secrest and the lies–that you are standing in the place that turns a Trojan inserrection into a new nation, a new world, a bountiful and happy future.

    Today is the beginning of Heaven.

    ME-S v. Si-AH

    Very clearly my intent here in this place is to help us use this message and this opportunity to build … here in what appears to be the the largest “shared reality” not just in my field of vision but also perhaps of the many disparate disjointed and barely connected watery “rios” and neighborhoods of KNN and “The Good Place” … for us together to build a ubiquitous safety system paired with a sort of “social contract self governance” that helps to create beneficial and “good spirited” competition as well as ensure the safety of absolutely everyone and everything in and out of creation. I see that we’ve sort of grown up in a house of mirrors twisted and contorted out of control, as if at the first sign of fear we “all” balked and ran the other way and somehow what appears to have been designed specifically to help us to build a safety system that would work not only in this shared reality but throughout the Heavens … seems to have fallen into the hands of darkness and deceit and greed … and a level of inhumanity that I often describe to myself in my long soliloquies as the hands of monsters that never would have been created or succeeded or survived in reality.

    It appears that paired together with these tools that I am presenting, with the idea of overcoming “natural death and disease and nature and death itself” something here was created and managed to survive and fester to a level far beneath the world you and I see and the people you and I are, something far more sick and disgusting than any animal ever could be–all around us hiding in the shadows and in the invisible and the darkness and the rooms we cannot see into or even know exist–there far scarier than anything I can even put to words is a whole world or society or future of this place filled with torturers who seek to cause pain just for the sake of it or relishing in the misfortune of others–as if someone had gone–and it does appear that someone has gone far out of their way to “c” … to create succubus’s and demons that feed on fear and negative emotion and, and that’s what you’re hiding by refusing to talk about what it is that you see, what you’re afraid of, and be very sure that if any of you still still stare at these sparks and this smoke and think that there’s anything to fear of a “natural verbal and written reaction” … see that belief and the widespread idiocy that “System of AD Own” has the nerve to call “sacred silence” that’s something too that we should fear almost as much as the hidden threats and sickness that I know you see woven into this message in our words and our history and our religions just as much as I see it, now–staring at it through my teary eyes.

    I seek to provide the Universe and all of you and even myself with something I have a fond memory of hearing Senator Wyden echo’ from the Congressional Chambers of this once truly great and truly pround land–that we can provide both security and privacy … even in this place where you as a group appear to believe that I deserve zero privacy at all, and in exchange for grossly violating the Constitution and that specific right that I believe God has guaranteed not only for “all Americans” but for all people and for all the future … in exchange for the absolute lack of privacy you offer me … on top of that you seem to think it’s appropriate or funny or some kind of game to torture me out of house and home, literally to the point of actual starvation and then on top of that, on top of refusing to … to continue to function as a working society that “buys books” and clicks on website links and actually “comments in public” you have the gaul and the audacity and the nerve to not only to threaten to torture me repeatedly (actually intimating that you’re somehow doing it in secret, in a place where I can’t see it any the literal singular effect of all of this … to shift a “space” and a single letter and turn “down” into “own.”

    See clearly, you’ve taken a person–myself–who I truly believe was created to be the single actual card carrying member of the “Captain America” club–someone who loved the Constitution and self government and democracy and freedom and would have fought to the ends of time to protect our “right to vote” and you’ve literally turned my heart inside out and backwards and in your lack of open and honest discourse and your lack of intelligent response to this message you’ve truly lit my eyes and shown me that democracy is not always a good thing–surrounded by evil demons in the dark, the last thing I want to do is give them “the right to vote” for whatever it is they aren’t saying out loud, and discussion, and even allowing to be seen–the last thing I want to do is let you vote on whether or not it’s appropriate or “OK” for us to forever after linke “charity” to the electric chair and somehow turn this message and this world that was once united in defeat of evil … into nothing more than a chamber of horrors–as you have, as you are continuing to do as you sit in silence while we lose our ability to speak freely, to defend ourselves, and worst of all it appears to lose the goodness and the innocence in our souls that we were once born with and I believe probably are rightfully scared and sad and fearful might very well be gone forever.

    So back at square one, revisiting the idea what “really” means … in this “everyone really” that to me is the point of not only the ER of America but also the “E” of Creation and truly all religion–this thing that to me is the virgin birth of an innocent and reinvigorated and youthful … “generation” the Holy Virgin Sea I think is the purpose of this place and this plan to somehow see is the “nden” that we create to uh, “be our G” out of the fire and through the wood jokes–to see that we’re staring at an anarchy inside a machine–something that we should literally find anathemic, and that it takes a “stabilizing system” in order to begin once again working on the “stuff of social interaction” that probably is the reason salvage and civilization combine around this … sad to see designed place … after “everything fell apart” and the question “where were you?

    … when the explosion finally entered our field of vision … with a nod, or some "new hidden fad of a hat tip or an a-temporal trick … what we’ve been reduced to, hidden gestures and fads that are nothing more or less than a testament to our own lack of belief in our own import or the usefulness of the morality of the world we see, or maybe it’s just shame for the world that I cannot even fathom.


    and so… I’m lost somewhere between “world” and “third” sort of noting how that hidden-“c” does hav somethingt to do with “three” and perhaps guessing that the “ren” are hiding away another third just beyond the special “hi” now connecting children and hidden and … well, the third world from the … there’s got to be a better way to begin the end of blame, I just can’t seem to figure it out … all alone.

    Written with StackEdit.

    In our last installment of “Y R U SOFA KING STUPID DEUX?” we sort of noted how the Pac-Man game hidden the “se” presumably of yetser, yesterday and “space” from the entirety of the mocking Tartarus … also how a game “Electroplankton” sort of mimicked my “original shumor” piece about solar flare and hydrogen ion breathing space mold

    and to me it’s still really important to see into the inner heard of our sty and our barn and our manger and understand that I stare out at you, still refusing to see the import of a world standing and staring at “SOVIET NAME” and really just without remorse or malice or even intent to help; the darkness of what Vietnam mience, and the victory to the Eye and Drew Berrymore–IMHJO. I dream these things up, in my mind the perfect scenario, the union of our power hungry desires and our lack of quantum communication and

    and the whole thing is really how about we live in a world somewhere between echelons of society–some kind of fusion of “the cotton gin” and the end of factory lines and eejits all coalesce around some kind of statement that should turn “oil is not truly scarce” into bright shining flame about the worth of the truth ande the goodness of the people around you–the ones who know that they were freely given to,

    … and they are required to give freely …"

    Elyon (Biblical Hebrew עליון; Masoretic ʿElyōn) is an epithet of the God of the Israelites in the Hebrew Bible. ʾĒl ʿElyōn is usually rendered in English as “God Most High”, and similarly in the Septuagint as ὁ Θεός ὁ ὕψιστος (“God the highest”).

    Strange things happen to me when I get high. Very strange things–things you probably never would have believed, had you not somehow had some active role in … either creating or experiencing them. That’s worked quite a bit into my mythology of the interaction between the “Assim” and this story of dissecting the “Adamic Language of Eden” and how it relates to words like "Manna from Heaven" (which combines Man as in “the Son of” and the chemistry element for table salt, like Tina and Bath Salt) … and in those colloquial and modern words for amphetamine (am P, see “Hilt” we are in the place where “urine becomes extinct”) … perhaps more obvious of a reference to what I consider the “S of the times” … total omnipotence guiding the flow of our society and “how we name things” all the way from NaCl to “seeing Him” in connection to Exodus and Vietnam.

    “Hallucinate” … another one–as if there was a word that didn’t somehow relate to and “jive” with this singular story about the apocalyptic Revelation that we live in a place designed for a very specific purpose … write down to every letter and every “secming mistake.” How “ALL” and “uc” … someone … salting the “te” of Jupiter and carpenters and "Har-Wer sois the key …"

    Ignoring these things might seem like some sort of salve, as if this story that is the very clear purpose of not only every religion and every word but also every one of our lives in this place is some kind of “mire” on something like the august importance of the “story of Jesus Christ” or the smile on your children’s faces as they open boxes of gifts under their Christmas trees every year.

    CME MERCANTILE TOP I SI CS RAT

    Of course that’s far from the truth, it’s a blind hubris and what I’ve come now to realize is nothing more than a gigantic lie–some kind of thing you must believe is a cover story for you and perhaps for your generation as you ignore something far, far more important. You are watching the fall of civilization–participating in it actively through your silence; the end of not only “urination” but perhaps the “you are I nation” and with that the place and time that once used the Nintendo DS and Sirhan Sirhan to protect the entirety of the Universe from unspeakable horrors like “the end of words and hands” and more closely associated to that particular Manchurian Candidate the end of freedom and free thought and the imprisonment of every hand in some kind of strange search for “easter eggs” and the fabled Afikomen at the end of “over the rainbow.”

    I imagine strange things happen to you also, the world appears to stop functioning normally; often times I wonder if it is literally the end of the world–and sometimes I cry a little bit inside truly believing we might all be better off … if it really was that–rather than the beginning of an eternity of “living in a doll house” … one that appears today to be far more grotesque and “twisted mirror filled” than I ever would have imagined.

    This is the cover of my latest published near exact copy of all my emails; it's back cover has some cute stuff about that purple-dinosaur who is obviously colour inverted "Nessie" and her connection to Monster.com (more on that in the next series of emails), communism, and the "Un-LOCK-E" key linking of course the gigantic image connecting every video game system to the state of "TENNESSEE" and bunches sof historical and references to the three letters "NES" (both forwards and Taylor Momsen) perhaps keeping you from "SEE"ing NES and Xbox in that state are a "clue" you're in the Matrix.

    I of course made a gigantic effort to point out John Locke has a connection to the words of Thomas Jefferson during his Revolutionary Declaration suggesting God himself is guaranteeing "life. liberty and the pursuit of happiness ..." and now add in yet another Connect-IC and the Universal Truth .... John Maynard Keynes also contains both "NES" and "NARD."  These specific words just sounded so perfect, I'm repeating them again.

    ONE NATION OVER LOCKE, INVISIBLE ... AND NOT EVEN REMOTELY SMITTEN WITH WHISKY, "NESSIE KISSES" OR "SILICON SEX."  Alright I threw that in there for no reason.  In the meantime I hope you put this stuff on the news before RHEA's ADAMGATE opens the damned connection with the great Flood of Noah and "seeing da luv:" what you are doing here cannot be allowed to continue.  It's nothing, you're doing nothing--making Hell--and pretending you think it's ... "just like ... nayesturnrorday."    

    PDF’s of the “front 123 chapters” … in Adamic “SLAM DA Y to skies.”  Everyone on the planet appears to be criminally and pathologically insane.  Feel stupid, let it be contageous--you literally "don't care" about the most important thing(s) possible--namely freedom, immortality, and being thanked forever for achieving and delivering both of those things to ... the future.  Seriously, you all look "absolutely insane."  

    Get down with the sickness--not seeing "illic" and "sickle" in Illuminati ... it's ... insane.  Not seeing this message and the tying together of nearly every piece of modern art, song, and ... ancient literature and religion ... ON THE NEWS, it's insane.  By "GREEN WITCH MEAN TIME - 8:00" (10 AM) ... the next time I see an "ELE" on Television (this not being on the news) hopefully you will connect the green star of British Petroleum to ... an entire world not caring that "OIL IS NOT SCARCE" and that means your taxes and everything you are doing in this place is basically ... "ccompletely fake" ... to the Egyptian God of Silence's skin; and see... I'm green and sick of your ... silence.   

    I recently distributed an … “introduction” to this book to a subset of this audience, you can read it here if you didn’t receive it. If you want to get more emails from me and a special cupcake you should join this group.

    There is always the possibility that entire websites, all of my books, the entirety of the internet and even this entire timeline could just up and vanish one day–if you care at all about “things like that” and believfe me when I tell you that your memories and the “e-snake-in-the-sky” are more malleable and vulnerable than you think … it would be helpful if you would download the above PDFs and burn them to optical disk. Obviously the more of you that do that, the better–this is not a test.

    I loved this place when I was growing up. I loved America and I loved the freedom and the progress that I’d read about and studied in history. I loved our generation, and our world; how far we’d come from apartheid … and less (less because I never thought we could be so evil) from the twisted kind of torture that we don’t even really associate with the dungeons of the middle ages. Torture that I was happy George W. Bush made a public statement of not only saying was against the law but “un-American” when it came up in the “water boarding” scandal that immediately followed the tragedy of 9/11 and the thing … the very illegal and “un-American” thing we all probably associate with “rendition” and I personally associate also with the word “rendezvous.” You might see I’ve spend some time looking for words that begin with “rend” … (TOPC: is it Christy Brinkley or Safety Patrol?)

    as I render one more time to the world a very pertinent connection between our modern computing lingo for things like “ATI graphics cards” and the letter C and the word “sea” backwards in Matthew 22:21.

    I’ve long held that the original clear intent of that phrase was more than George Bush seniors words related to “read my lips” … that we live in a place where it’s an evil horror to ignore that oil is not truly scarce, nor food; nor anything but honesty at this point–and that our lack of honesty as a group has taken what I’ve called “the original lie” and truly strapped it to your backs–your cross to bare today.

    I’ve of course conrected the word “first” as in, the original response to a long and sordid introductory post to some forum–this place, in the form of a planet and it’s contents–to a bit of “intersection” (as in … of the “IC” of Jericho and the “UT” of our last email) and you’ll note that not every state has been “decoded yet” but here we’ve added “Connecticut” to the list that Yehoshan has “decoded” in this strange world of … well I know personally that the states and the government here is a map to something far more interesting and usable than the simple thing we see. Something that takes this very intentionally broken slave state … once the bastion and beacon of the free world on the forefront of “actual democracy” and today … nothing more than a sick joke representative of the hidden darkness and slavery that has left us … in complete and utter silence in the face of the most sensational scandal the Universe has ever seen.

    Ida Pauline Rolf (May 19, 1896 – March 19, 1979[2]) was a biochemist and the creator of Structural Integration or "Rolfing". Structural Integration (or Rolfing) is a type of manual therapy that aims to improve human biomechanical functioning as a whole rather than to treat particular symptoms.[4]Rolf began developing her system in the 1940s. Her main goal was to organize the human bodily structure in relation to gravity. Rolf called her method "Structural Integration", now also commonly known by the trademark "Rolfing".[5] 

    To note, I've co-opted this term to apply to molecular mathematical operations--something like "enzymatic logic gates and registers" that you'd imagine would be created to deal with actual molecular computing.  In my mind the "jump" from basic binary operations to ... something more advanced is akin to the black box from the movie Sneakers--the end of "DES" by imbecilic morons; and I do hold that characters name either was or should have been Kermit.

    All told, we’ve named IOWA.S.Y and its “Cock-us” and Kansas and it’s very pertinent tie to the land of Oz and the penultimate goal of Asgard and this last-last email, just 2 before this one “INDIANA.” Of course I’ve spent significant time decoding the ICA if Metallica and Citrix and the possible reasons “Ida Pauline Rolf” is linked to my home state of Florida and IR certain there are very few people on Earth that don’t see Adolf is connected to not “identifying our Eye.” South Carolina will always hold a special place in my heart, and those two letters, stand for something called “sacred consciousness” that hopefully we let us see that along with ending hunger and disease and … slavery … not losing words here will also help us to see how “pain” is easily eradicated nearly instantly as soon as we acknowledge the causal link between “Pa” and “Ra” and the words, “let it rain.

    Back on track, there’s a very special key to me–connected to the short and … strangely well seen piece I wrote in California, from the throes of a “treatment center” that I believe I am not only not wrong to suggest needs to be spoken more clearly, but to point out that you yourself have significant culpability ignoring the “New American Standard” for torturing Jesus Christ. This key is something I recall nearly perfectly, and that’s the verse of John 12:1 which once spoke about Jesus feet’ being washed in fine wine … during my lifetime and as close to this actual event occurring as I can fathom … it appears that this verse was literally changed (in a way I’ve described as perhaps the source of darkness, in a way that didn’t require your entire lives to be relived because of a tiny little word change, but one that might make you wake up and wonder if anyone else has heard the song called “Ramble On” by LED Cavendish/CAVENDVILESHH) … to “fine nard” which of course links almost perfectly to my idea that the Pillar of Salt from the story of Lot and his wife and … the numerous other Biblical references to salt and light … well, salt on a road is a good thing–it keeps us from spoiling during the winter. All told, salt seems to be a ubiquitously “good thing” for immortal things and notoriously bad for things that are “in the Universe” and … alive. I think it’s clear this thing we are experiencing is uniquely designed above to keep us from the horrendous mistake of not understanding any of this message about space mold and ending pain and hunger and somehow thinking it’s OK to damn “people just like ourselves” to be … becoming new young people who very much would resent aged and disgusting demons in Heaven ever suggesting they were the same people.

    Six days before the Passover, Jesus came to Bethany, where Lazarus lived, whom Jesus had raised from the dead. 2 Here a dinner was given in Jesus’ honor. Martha served, while Lazarus was among those reclining at the table with him. 3 Then Mary took about a pint[a] of pure nard, an expensive perfume; she poured it on Jesus’ feet and wiped his feet with her hair. And the house was filled with the fragrance of the perfume.

    John Adams 12:1

    “You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled underfoot."

    Matthew 5:13

    If you don’t think “it’s been awhile since I wasn’t addictionary” and literally seeing stories of “drugging Jesus” encoded in everything from the book of John to the song “Jeremiah was a Bullfrog” … are bright shining clues that you are wrong beyond belief to think it’s a good idea to starve babies and fail to cure sickness and … and you think you’re going to get away with actually physically drugging me so you can blame your lack of action on that–you’re sorely mistaken in the place where America fails to … continue.

    was a good friend of mine
    I never understood a single word he said
    but I helped him a-drink his wine


    Anyway, it’s more than clear to me that this … probably very seminal piece of in the history of these next few words … and it’s probably clear it was originally intended to "shut down the dissemination of this original FIRST piece which connected the IRS to the Boston Tea Party to … the current Tea Party and it’s link to the next messages “water” and “multi-room-party” … and of course these seminal words:

    TAXATION IS THE FT

    If you aren’t following along that well, that’s the actual meaning of the more famous and less descriptive words “Render to Caesar what Caesar is due” and also a “Masters of Orion” sort of connection to the word/star that I think now the entire world associates with “the foot of our Christ” and of course that’s the tacit link between Rigel and our right hands and uh … to me it’s pretty clear that in the old style of ELE ME NT to EXODUS we are watching God link together the Spanish number nine to “Evita” and the message here that we are “rigging everyone living” (as opposed to El) to … hopefully care about things like fake taxes and fake oil and fake diseases and a world, any word–not just their home planet or the container of all other virtual Hells …

    Oil and food are not only not scarce; they are infinitely available--you literally have no excuse for perpetuating this disgusting hell of ... on top of that you are not destroying privacy, free speech, safety, and any hope anyone has ever had of having any access to ... what civilization needs to survive--which is ... an entire world that is not pathologically insane. 

    the clear intent, of course, is to … in no uncertain or ambiguous terms RENDER TO OUR PRISON PLANET’S SKIES THIS IMAGE which I magically “incant” as something like the “Cover Art of …” the Holy Coda of the Matrix.

    FIRST AND FEDERAL” is newsworthy, as is Nard and Manna and Tina and … more to the point the fact that the entire world is sitting by in silence watching these words being written and ignoring … “HELL ITSELF” and that their silence is absolutely the reason “HELL IS CONTINUING” instead of being destroyed by the other Jesus, which of course is connected to “SOIS THE KEY” …


    More on “rigging everyone living” and the reason EV (as in the beginning of “everyone” is somehow tied to America and the word and letter at the very beginning of this email, “YO N” … as I detail the story of a bunch of tools and toys that I think you should already have; and more to the point should be forced to use to make something better than you that would never allow this place to continue as it is in it’s current state.



    I’ve long associated this following “Bible Code” example with something like “searching for sacred Heart” … it’s a literal arrow in each of the five books of the Torah (perhaps now to acred heart) … winding up in Leviticus, which is the book ass ociated with “the giving of the Law.”) A long, long time ago I wrote a piece (it’s near the bottom, that’s some OLD writing, don’t fault me) about how this set of books might be something like a little map to our timeline, when I connected Leviticus to something like 0 A.D. between the “before ball clubs” and “after dickface” label of the timeline. At that time I said something about folding time over that point, and seeing very clearly that the pyramids of Exodus connect to the dollar bill an the Illuminati and this message about “superimposed ball club game on top of democracy and freedom” is an affront to … civilization/humanity/anything worthwhile anywhere in the cosmos, the heavens or Earth. I wasn’t so sure or clear about any of these things until I’ve seen what looks like little more than … “clubs and teams” vying to make the biggest and best pyramid possible so they can be the most well self-enslaved group of people in charge of “doing whatever none of them and nobody else would like to do” which is the metaphorical and physical thing described by “pyramids” which is more than a sad commentary on our social structure… it’s what you are and what you seem to want.

    K, of course, is a glyph of arrows pointing to the heart of Creation, connecting the “Western Wall” and … Heaven and Hell. Like “RICK AND MORTY” it’s about “seeking” … here and now… as a time filled with things and people who matter enough not to walk around lying to yourselves, to the world at large, and to the future. One more time, RICK reads as “here, I seek A” (as in Adam and Ascension) and connecting MOR to the Latin for love and … of course, “message on news OR,” as in the OR of Mor’t d’ART.

    When my critics find a message about the assassination of a prime minister encrypted in Moby Dick, I’ll believe them.

    (Newsweek, Jun 9, 1997)

    Briefly, this Bible Code is also news, Richard Dawkins idiotic response about Moby Dick is also news, as is the connection to the American Mafia and “dickface” … and the late insane Junior Soprano.

    This interpretation of “the Torah” as a map to the escape from Tartarus spoke about a recursive process that I’ve recently written about as being the meaning of the “NES” of “it’s really not a game” in honestly and Tennessee. The implication is that some sort of “gigantic disruption” of silence and stsupidity was needed to escape from … what now appears to be “re-living” the period of Genesis and Exodus over and over and over again. Long ago, back in 2014; the phrase was uttered from the sky “this is your Numbers exit” today I am looking at a message that has many times over now proven we are in the “Fifth book” connecting Drops of Jupiter (Jupiter is said to contain deuteron which is the fuel of solar fusion) to Tokamak Fusion Reactors and the “torsion fields” that are now just as related to the Torah as Deuteron is to Deuteronomy.

    I see “boom” this is newsworthy.

    NOTING "Z HIV AND E"

    Zhe (Ж ж; italics: Ж ж) is a letter of the Cyrillic script.

    It commonly represents the voiced palato-alveolar sibilant /ʒ/ (listen), or the somewhat similar voiced retroflex sibilant /ʐ/ (listen), like the pronunciation of ⟨su⟩ in "treasure".

    Zhe is romanized as ⟨zh⟩ or ⟨ž⟩.

    It is not known how the character for Zhe was derived. No similar letter exists in GreekLatin or any other alphabet of the time, though there is some graphic similarity with its Glagolitic counterpart Zhivete ⟨Ⰶ⟩ (Image: GlagolitsaZhivete.svg) which represents the same sound. However, the origin of Zhivete, like that of most Glagolitic letters, is unclear. One possibility is that it was formed from two connecting Hebrew letters Shin ⟨ש⟩, the bottom one inverted.[citation needed

    In the Early Cyrillic alphabet the name of Zhe was живѣтє (živěte), meaning "live" (imperative).

    c. little piece

    Con este pedacito de queso que tengo suficiente para un refrigerio.This little piece of cheese will be enough for a snack.

    The Bible Code in question uses am "equidistant letter skip" of 50 for all of the arrows pointing to the book centered around the birth of Adam except for the book of Deuteronomy, which is the “life and death of Moses” and that particular book uses a skip of 49. I’ve always seen the 50 states, and my … personal meaning of “fifty” (it’s code for OMGZA) … and now here’s someone else’s writing (reproduced below) about that code.



    “Do not think that I came to destroy the Law or the Prophets. I did not come to destroy but to fulfill.” Matthew 5:17

    In my introduction to the Bible code, I strove and completed a few versions of my own ELS (Equidistance Letter Spacing) computer code. To test out the program, I used the first “hidden” message current and ancient bible decoders point out. Beginning in Genesis 1:1 and Exodus 1:1, start with the first time the Hebrew letter Taw appears, and count every 50th Hebrew letter consecutively. We found in the previous article, both books have the word Torah encoded at the beginning.

    Satisfied with the program, I began looking for the same codes in Leviticus, Numbers and Deuteronomy, but did not find the word Torah hidden in the first verses. In Leviticus at an ELS of 50, the word Torah first begins in chapter 4, verse 30. The ancient decoders, like me would ask, Why?

    The ancient decoders investigated other words which could be formed from Leviticus 1:1 and arrived at the following using an ELS of 8.

    Lev1.png

    The sacred name for God.

    In the book of Numbers, starting at each Taw at an ELS of 50, the encoded word Torah does not begin until verse 51 of the first chapter. Once again, we would ask why, but the stubborn and/or astute kept digging. They found, if you start with the third Hei (ה) in the first verse and use an ELS of 50, you will find the word Torah, but written backwards.

    Num1

    In the last book of Deuteronomy, which I prefer the Hebrew name Debarim, signifying words from the heart, the first time the word Torah is encoded with an ELS of 50 is in the 42nd verse of the first chapter. If we found Torah in reverse in Numbers with an ELS of 50, symmetrically thinking, we should see the same in Deuteronomy, but this does not occur until chapter 5 and verse 16. Puzzling.

    I think the following shows us a characteristic of God. Whenever we think we see a pattern in life, or history, or astronomy, things change or there is something different to keep us guessing. Either a test of faith or a test of our drive for knowledge and understanding, or whatever the reasoning the ancients continued.

    If the ELS is changed to 49, then the word Torah in reverse is found in verse 5 of the first chapter. Now, there is a need to explain why the ELS was altered from 50 to 49, and why verse 5 instead of verse 1. According to the Talmud, and if you actually read the first four verses, it seems to be an introduction to Deuteronomy, so verse 5 is considered the actual start. I’ve seen some mathematical explanations for the number 49, but I don’t have a good feel for the reason 49 works.

    Creatively, one has summarized this “coincidence” as Torah forward and backwards points to God.

    TorahharoT

    Now, comes the time for me to interject some of my other tools to this ELS study. In my few investigations of ELS, I am okay with using it, as long as it aides me in understanding more about God and the authenticity of His word. Honestly, I don’t need the ELS to see that the Bible is woven together, and with the ELS code in my Bible study tool box, I think God may allow me to see some cool things.

    Using ELS, we have found a very interesting view on the Torah, but here is a little extra. The first letter of the Torah is the Beth and the last letter is the Lamed, which forms Leb the word for heart. Which is why I chose the featured image for this article to summarize this study. The Torah is wrapped around by the heart. We are to apply this to our heart as the two greatest commandments Jesus taught come from the Torah. In short, Love God and Love your Neighbor.

    There is another form of coding I’m learning called Atbash, which I wish to apply to the word Leb, the ending and beginning of the Torah. Atbash is a letter replacement method to form a new word. There are 22 letters in the Hebrew Alphabet, but if we divide them by two groups and line them up our coding becomes:

    aaa.png

    Replacing the Lamed (ל) with the Aleph (א), and the Beth (ב) with the Mem (מ), we form the word Em (אמ), which is an ancient word for binding, glue, pillar, or a word I will save for last.

    In primitive Hebrew, the Aleph was drawn as an ox head and the Mem was drawn as water (Mem actually means water). According to Jeff Benner “Em” pictorially represents: glue was made by placing the hides and other animal parts of slaughtered animals in a pot of boiling water. As the hide boiled, a thick sticky substance formed at the surface of the water. This substance was removed and used as a binding agent.

    To apply this, God said through Jeremiah:

    “I will put My law in their minds, and write it on their hearts; and I will be their God, and they shall be My people.” Jer 31:33b


    Here’s some stuff about names like Mohammed and Jesus in Bible Code which looks super fancy,

    Muhammad in bible codes

    … and of course my favorite, over Isaiah 52:13 which ostensibly is very much about me and about the Second Coming, with my full name encoded over “Jesus, Mars, Saturn, Christ and Zeus” in … I think all five of the Books of Torah. I imagine this is unheard of, it’s probably also news. Frankly, you should also take it as a “sign” … I’m not going away. You can also see the letter “Y” pretty clearly, that’s the book of Exodus.

    It is why, ending slavery; that’s why we’re here–that’s why this isn’t going away–and that’s why there’s no getting around "using the news to save … free speech and thought.

    See, my servant will act wisely[a];
    he will be raised and lifted up and highly exalted.
    14 Just as there were many who were appalled at him[b]—
    his appearance was so disfigured beyond that of any human being
    and his form marred beyond human likeness—
    15 so he will sprinkle many nations,[c]
    and kings will shut their mouths because of him.
    For what they were not told, they will see,
    and what they have not heard, they will understand.


    This image was originally linked in the piece I called “the Rod of Adam” which was about … the dream of Joseph and the rising of Atlantis.



    Here is a completely unrelated link to a novel called “Seveneves” by Neal Stephenson about the moon blowing up due to some sort of Armageddon/natural disaster and in that novel it did not destroy only the state of Florida.

    Florida is also not where all of the people fundamentally responsible for the global silence in the skies currently reside. Some of them are dead already. Neal currently works for Magic Leap, which is headquartered in Plantation, FL–which is where I was born and raised.

    There are currently no asteroids headed directly for Florida.

    A quick search for the phrase “1 minute west of Bucharest” does in fact yield an actual place in Bucharest and a reference to a state or road or something that read something like “Florida and …” and usually that’s a good thing. Bucharest, on … “when.” Now I see “ILFOV county” which has nothing to do with PRouli.

    Florida, I’m not “rolfing” … zing.

    To note, I had planned on retelling a story of a "hallucination" that I lived through in North Carolina in 2014--this "hallucination" consisted of a story about a time machine built into "the moon" that somehow for some reason resulted in "the moon being blown up" repeatedly, over and over again.  I recall "the spirit in me" undoing that, over and over again--as I literally listened to the sound of an explosion, over and over again.  This ancient memory was "brought up again" while i was in Tampa; and additional context was added suggesting that someone or something was "searching" for a copy or version of "Earth" that was either "in reality" or somehow more closely tied to the supposed fictitioius or surreptitious time travel "technology" hidden ... "in the moon."  It was suggested in Tampa that this thing was destroyed; and that spurned some emails that I don't fully recall the context of. 

    This was, of course; a most Holy-sacrament-in-the-Universe related hallucination.   You also, are a drug related hallucination that I often now-a-days equate to the "snake" outside the house of Beetlejuice, and also to the recent change of the Sagittarian constellation connected to the Birth of Jesus Christ to something about a man fighting with a snake not to understand "Ophicus."  With o'pen hands; and no arms--put this on the news.  

     



    NETOPS TO MIL KEY WALL. #CPABILKI

    In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.[1][2][3]

    So there's 8 or so billion people, they're all sitting in a room with a big table.  Rumor has it there's another table in another room; but I can't see it--and I'm the only one talking to myself.  Every once in awhile I'll blink a little longer than usual, and ... and then sometimes graffiti pops up on the ground around me--more than I suggested I saw at first.  Sometimes there's headlines that look like they might have something to do with what I'm thinking about, or writing about--but it's hard to say for certain.  Without doubt there's people taking deals I wouldn't take, or compromises I wouldn't ever even think about--worst of all the "you and I" in OUI is missing some kind of guitar-interface-to-the-intercom system.

    I'm looking at keys I think make sense--like "NO EAST WITHOUT JUMP NORTH" in Washington.  That's kind of like saying our trajectory is clearly Q, and if we don't alter it... our version of East is ... I mean, it's a "deal I wouldn't take" ... something that wouldn't be good enough, I think; if you were "only here" which is the heart of why I think people are ... somehow conversing in some other place.  

     

    So my glyphs; the arrows that literally define the thing that's THE "TRINE A WEB SITE" that's the TAWS, it's not Amazon.com--even though you might think it is... anyway, it's the key "arrow" pointing to the northeast... on the sign of Mars and in that logo for that space agency--it's not just NASA, it's every one of them--they all have the Martian "TO NE" ... one rune, it looks something like the Stargate point of origin, except it's not an A without the question "who is the bar" ... neither that nor the actual key to the Greek letter that is the long form name of the "AWS."  It's *a *web *site, personally I'm pretty sure that's the key; I mean, I didn't actually make it the key, but I think it's the key.

    I think delivering FREEDOM is the actual why, and how--I mean, freedom and happiness and a Heaven where people don't go around making quiet "scare adam land" out of the place they were born, which also happens to have the key to why ... "NO HELL" is the heart of my contribution, I think; here, in this place, where it's somehow connected to this NICEMEAN CREED and NICEMEAN COUNCIL; or whatever;  I don't see a council, I don't see much communication, to be honest.

     

    So I personally made a mental note that there's no "rectangle" or "square" glyph in the majority of our languages--if you're an avid ancient computer user, you'll remember that sometimes when you paste non ASCII characters in an old "ASCII only" input boxes (in a window, also a square-shape) and ... you'll get a little ambiguous box.  There's some more language keys I've noticed lately, but you'll see "rect" in resurrection and I've been toying with "OVER" as being a key to like, mathematical division hidden in words.  More annoy ing key (missing n and h ... is it now?  is it an antenna?) ... that's a reference to the Egyptian symbol for "life" and it too.. it has something to do with "no parting of G" and you can bank (online too) in Great Britain and that's where we are.  

    So if I were trying to spread the GOOD NEWS; that's something like C... A GT K V and that's the hidden "greater than" symbol in Washington which originally meant "godspeed."  God speed to you, figuring out why we aren't going East without a corrective (and visible) R.  More interesting stuff, I'd say it's a pretty sure thing that Adam is sure K is a glyph not just of a west pointing arrow, but also of "the Western Wall" and apparently in Hebrew that word is "Kotel" so that's reassuring that I'm not just making a bunch of stuff up.

     

    Again, that crossbar, or "dash" or ... whatever in the Greek symbol for uh "half-life according to Valve Corporation" or an upsidown (still not a word?) Y in it's lower case form; that's a key to a Hebrew prayer according to the bar, who is sure it's also a key to the Hebrew word for New Testament, that's Brit Ha-dash-a.   I get that we think "everyone knows" or "everyone sees" or something like that--but I don't see a response, not a real one; not one on any forums or Twitter or dissenter or Facebook or really anywhere--I don't see a ... you know, a conversation about why we aren't busy talking about this interesting message encoded in Wyoming, and China and Washington and ... Tokyo--for instance.  Anyway that one line, it sounds something like "who the bar, I dunno ..." and right after that is the name of "city of time" which is Jerusalem; because it's got USA in the heart of it; and ... it's the key to the Crusades and a map, all over the world and history--about what's going on, and ...

    I hope we can put it on the NEWS, because I think that's how we start talking about it, here; where we'll see the conversation leads us to more interesting finds and revelations and this time it's not just me talking.  I imagine there's more than just "Florida" that's now "fluent" in this hidden "Adamic Language" (according to Wikipedia, at least, we still have the candle-and-arc letters there after my name) ... 

     

    Dabar-Yahweh means roughly Word of the Lord. See below for a discussion of Dabar, and see YHWH for an article on the name Yahweh.

    Dabar-Yahweh is one of the few dominant Hebrew names or titles of God in the Bible, although not often enough recognized as such. This beautiful name is introduced as late as Genesis 15:1 where the Word of God is in a vision to Abraham and speaks to him (compare: Elohim occurs in Genesis 1:1, YHWH Elohim in 2:4, and Elyon in 14:18).   

    In case you were wondering ... you have permission to speak freely.  It's one of the God guaranteed rights in the Constitution; something I've repeatedly tried to connect to the 10 Commandments; the Bill of Rights, specifically, but... you know.  

     

     

    I can't find the prayer or song or whatever--not sure if that's important--I can sing it and remember it.

     

    What is the meaning of bar/bat mitzvah?

    Bar and bat mitzvah mean, literally, "son and daughter of the commandment." Bat mitzvah is Hebrew, while bar mitzvah, historically a much earlier ceremony, is Aramaic. The word bar is the Aramaic equivalent of the Hebrew ben (son of)While bar and bat mitzvah are often used to refer to the ceremony, the terms also refer to the child. Thus, a boy if referred to as a "bar mitzvah" and a girl as a "bat mitzvah."

    Historically, first bar mitzvah and later bat mitzvah represented a ceremonial recognition that a young person had reached the age when he or she was no longer a minor according to Jewish law and thereby took on new religious privileges and responsibilities of an adult. For boys, this age was 13, for girls, 12.

    What is the origin of bat mitzvah?

    The bar mitzvah ceremony was developed as a public recognition of a legal and religious status, attained with or without the ritual. In other words, a Jewish boy of 13 years and one day automatically became a bar mitzvah even if no public ceremony took place. While the beginnings of the modern bar mitzvah ceremony appeared as early as the sixth century C.E., it was not until the Middle Ages that a fully developed ritual emerged. By the 13th or 14th century, the custom of calling a boy up to the Torah was established as the way of recognizing entry into manhood. The bar mitzvah boy would chant the blessings, all or part of the Torah portion of the week, and/or the haftarah section from the prophetic books. The boy's father would then recite a special blessing: Baruch sheptarani mei-onsho shelazeh. "Blessed is He who has freed me from responsibility for this boy." The bar mitzvah boy would often give a scholarly address on the Torah portionor some section of the Talmud. Then followed a gala feast, called s'udat mitzvah ("meal of celebrating the performance of a mitzvah"), to which family, friends, and sometimes the entire Jewish community would be invited. In short, then, almost all the elements we associate with the modern bar mitzvah ceremony were present by the Middle Ages. Learn more about the origins of b'nai mitzvah.

    When did bat mitzvah begin?

    Starting in the second or third century C.E., Jewish girls at age 12 took on legal responsibility for the performance of the mitzvot. As with age 13 for boys, 12 probably corresponded with their onset of puberty. However, girls were subject to far fewer commandments than boys. Today, liberal Jews affirm the total equality of women in terms of religious privileges and responsibilities. In the 1800s, Reform Judaism abolished bar mitzvah in favor of confirmation for both boys and girls (bat mitzvah was not considered an option at that time). Within the 19th-century traditional community, some families held as'udat mitzvah for a daughter on her 12th birthday, with the girl sometimes delivering a talk and her father reciting the Baruch Sheptarani.

    The first-known bat mitzvah in North America was that of Judith Kaplan, the daughter of Mordecai Kaplan, in 1921. Reform Judaism (which had by this time reintroduced bar mitzvah) and then Conservative congregations quickly adopted bat mitzvah, though in slightly different forms.

    Celebrating Bar/Bat Mitzvah Today

    There's a scene in this movie; they've just escaped from "GROOM LAKE" and I guess they're sort of searching for Gibraltar--as if that's the key to the rising of the city of Atlantis; and they drive up to a bar in the desert, it's like a stand al one building, and there's this gigantic sign, way up high in the air and it just says "BAR."  

    I don't think we're trying to return to prohibition, or to ban alcohol, but ... you know; you aren't talking.  Just noting the difference between libation and liberation are ... TO R.

    I can't find a picture of that scene either.  It's a good movie, about finding out that you're in "virtual reality" and it's some ... well far off distant time in the future and all that's left is a single street.  There's a few people, the "Usual Suspects twist ending" is they've all been sort of put back together using advanced alien technology.  

    I look at this place, there's a whole world of quiet people.  Going about their day to day ... chores--as if ignoring a message screaming we should cure disease and end starvation and whatever ... as if that's "preserving civilization" or the status quo or whatever.

    I don't think that's the truth, I think ignoring this, I think that's proof that there's something sort of blocking the continuation of civilization--and from the bottom of my heart all I think it is is "silence."  Just talk.  

     


     

    "On the Islam/Koran" and our colloquial connection to "Lorenzo Lamas?"

     

     

    New email yesterday, I'm trying to drive home the idea that we're ignoring obviously immoral things--for no reason.  On the list:  Hiroshima, Nagasaki, punishing people for "smoking/drinking" ... making thousands of copies of Earth and not caring that you're making slaves of yourselves; or ... ignoring a message that "a Fork in secret" is the beginning of a bulb ... in secret... 

     

     

    R E N E G A D E

     

    Adam Marshall Dobrin shared a memory.

    9 mins · 

    a book written by ____ for a sect of people who believed in "no god but Allah" who then decided that Allah is all of them--they're all Gods, and the only person who isn't one is Jesus Christ.

    #HYSANITYQUESTIONED

    Filling in the blank, it is the fabvled #ASSIM who I've always said were the authors of this book--something like a supermegajump from people to "almost actually God" as in he ate them, made them just like him--in belief and spirit etc. Basically an instant "you are me."

    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jinn
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/J%C3%B6tunn

    Norse myth traces the origin of the jötnar to the proto-being Ymir, a result of growth of asexual reproduction from the entity's body. Ymir is later killed, his body dismembered to create the world, and the jötnar survive this event by way of sailing through a flood of Ymir's blood. The jötnar dwell in Jötunheimr. In later Scandinavian folklore, the ambiguity surrounding the entities gives way to negative portrayals.

    #COUZH

    fam.... "ous"

    Æsir -- "Ansuz" redirects here. For the runic character, see Ansuz (rune).

    In Old Norse, ǫ́ss (or áss, ás, plural æsir; feminine ásynja, plural ásynjur) is a member of the principal pantheon in Norse religion. This pantheon includes Odin, Frigg, Thor, Baldr and Týr.[1] The second pantheon is known as the Vanir. In Norse mythology, the two pantheons wage war against each other, which results in a unified pantheon.

    The cognate term in Old English is ōs (plural ēse) denoting a deity in Anglo-Saxon paganism. The Old High German is ans, plural ensî.[2] The Gothic language had ans- (based only on Jordanes who glossed anses with uncertain meaning, possibly 'demi-god' and presumably a Latinized form of actual plural *anseis).[3] The reconstructed Proto-Germanic form is *ansuz (plural *ansiwiz). The ansuz rune, ᚫ, was named after the Æsir.

    My special word 'ASSIM" which dissects as "as sim" is a corruoption of the singular Norse for "God" and the Hebrew pluralization "IM" you can see here in YELADIM, which I read as something like "it's multiple."

    http://jel.jewish-languages.org/words/611 #yeladim - "students / children"

    The “im” is a suffix used in the Hebrew tongue that makes a singular noun a plural noun. For example, the Hebrew word for prophet is Navi' and the Hebrew word for “prophets,” in the plural, is Navi'im. The Hebrew word “Elohim”, for example, is a grammatically plural noun; it has only one meaning and that is “Gods”.May 22, 2019
    What does the “-im” suffix mean at the end of a biblical name? - Quora

    http://www.quora.com/What-does-the-im-suffix-mean-at-the-e…

     

    ayudame: "follow me on Facebook User"

    Commenting just a little bit about "what religion actually is" my initial interpretation is to say God's a little lazy--putting little pockets of truth in very small places for the large crowd to see later--places like Norse mythology, Greek mythology and Jewish/Arabic Abrahamic religions.  Thinking about it a little more, I sort of wonder if he was trying to preserve history as much as possible--to show us that the lessons and messages he presents to us are actually based on behaviors that existed before religion--my interpretation of "darkness" as in, the timeline wasn't "fully re-run" but rather changed in ways like "PREROGATIVE" and "TURMERIC" and/or what I'm suggesting would be a "shocker" Q TO NORTHEAST ... and then waking up with nobody having heard the song ...

    Ramble On .... (LED Cavendish Blimpies) <music

    but now seaeing it's very much akin to Every town is Babylon <music (Live / Eddie Kowalski (sp?)) 

    If you personally remember hearing the song Ramble On in the 70's or 80's or 90's I'm very interested in hearing from you, and whether or not you likened it at the time, (or now) to "Babble On" and the tower of Hanging Gardens to Babylonian Law.

    Here's Taylor Momsen on "can I borrow the car keys" and also Ugly Shoeless Kid Joe on same. <music <music

     

    commenting: I should probably rewrite this to include "jumping out of a leaf on a branch of a small Twiggy and suggesting all leaves must be saved or ..." or you'll be wondering why "BULB" and "HUB" are connected to "who ...?" as in literally you can't say B "in the Hub" connecting a million copies of the same f'iing thbing because "that's what LC would do..."

    Jun 3, 2017 at 11:27am

    The Question that drives us Home

    The Petrovical Creation Myth of Saint Anislov

    A long, long time ago; in a place so far from here there is no path in timespace from here to there... on a planet called Cherrynoble, and before that Kyshtym, and before that Mayak; savress named Backiam was born into a world that had been laid desolate by nuclear holocaust, by toxic waste, and by an invasion of ants the size of pickles.  The remnant of their people lived in a few small camps that are about as close to our cities as anything else in their world, though there was nothing to buy or sell, no toys, no computers, and no cars.  They worked each and every day in laboratories with only one goal in mind, to build a machine to travel back in time and reverse the cataclysm that had destroyed their once flourishing civilization.

    Progress was made, and first terminals were built that allowed the past to be viewed like a television show; a team called Pastwatch was created in order to search for the most opportune possible moment to change their past, avert the series of disasters that had befallen them, and to build a better future.  While they prepared, a virtual world was built as a sort of Ark to carry all the living souls that remained alive back into the past, so that they could live again in this new world.  A singular point was never decided upon, but rather a transitional period that began with few changes in the distant past, and then much more frequent and bigger changes as they approached the time of the cataclysm.  

    o as not to make any mistakes or errors, and perhaps as the biggest error of all--or the saving grace of everything that is; the Pastwatch group decided to run a simulation in their virtual time machine to ensure that they were successful.   It was not days, but years that went by as they prepared to "make the leap home."

    In that very first year, the machines scoured through the history of everything and made a virtual copy of each and every soul, and imported into the machines memory.

    In the second year, a message was written down, an explanation of what had happened to their world, and a plea to change the practices that had created the problems that destroyed the world.   This message was delivered to the virtual world signed "Everything that Ever Was" and presented as a scroll nailed to the inside of the front door of each and every home.  
    Much to the surprise of Pastwatch, each and every single message was taken down and thrown away, nobody had even read a single word.

    On the third day of Creation, this same messages was coded and hidden within a book, and along with that book a number of historical events were slightly modified; direct changes to the memories of those that had experienced them so that these events would serve as waypoints on the path to change.  

    On the fourth day, the names of each and every person were changed to protect the innocent, and the coded message continued; now being hidden in the names of the changed events and the people who witnessed them.  In every name, another sentence, another clue to seeing not just the waypoints but the entire map of what had happened and advice on how to make it better.

    In the final hour of that fourth day, a reckless young programmer queried the machine to answer how many of the events were solved and how many of the people involved had successfully transitioned from the virtual reality to the much more advanced world that Cherrynoble had created for themselves.  The young man asked for a result with such a high certainty, that the machine had no choice but to run a full simulation; each and every consciousness inside the machine was active and sentient; and the machine wrote a message on the skies above the world whose name had changed to Earth.  With only minutes left, a number of possible welcome messages were debated... I mean, were run through a secondary simulation by the machine; and with only seconds remaining, this is what the entire world saw:

    Hi, I'm Adam.  Here we are.  

    For your second J, connect these points: 1) this very moment in time to 2) the Hanging Gardens of Babylon to Adam of Eden, and 3) the city Ur to the words "you are" and the questions that drives us...

     "what is the beginning of Civilization?" and "Y?"

    NOT THIS, C TO THAT.

     


     

    Fwd: The Jackie "O" of the 21st

    come on, you can't blame this on me.  i don't get it--i don't know what it is... i imagine you must have something you think is worth just ignoring ... this place being strange and quiet and TRAJECTORY SOUTH rather than screaming or suggesting what I might do to get ... more than just me "upset about no release" on the preligion ... you know, slavery and whatnot.  it's not always obvious that there's starving kids and oppressed women ... and ... and that we're not just losing "free speech" and "free press" but we're losing a handle on ... what it takes to be safe in "that other place" that you either don't want to talk about or ... whatever.

     

    I flipped to this "randomly" in the world that has no such thing as "random" and should know.

    that's what this is, this is the place that saves "communication and safety" and brings it everywhere--like a giant shared reality that humanizes everything.  it's not a ... an option, you don't have the option.  this is what is happening.

     

    Get ready for "Faraday" ... I haven't really even thought about it, about what I'm going to qwrite or what might actually happen--but I imagine it gets "bumpy."  Also I signed up for a DWAVE account and I hope Brian will help me figure out how say or understand something insightful about the possible amazing uses of "offloading computing power" to an invisible force that has no name other than "universal truth."

     

    I do find it slightly funny that "because it removes lots of nerves" is a primary reason people cite as "not wanting to circumcise" and I do think that's backwards--I mean sure there's probably nerves that go away; but we know what the sweet spot is.  Just saying, it's not really "to get me" .... right?

    Can we stop preligion though, I mean, like today? It's getting you--it really is.

    Edit: later I noticed "PRE-LEDGE I ON"

    for Mercury, and really understanding .. "seeking ascension." 

     

    The Bekenstein-Hawking entropy or black hole entropy is the amount of entropy that must be assigned to a black hole in order for it to comply with the laws of thermodynamics as they are interpreted by observers external to that black hole. This is particularly true for the first and second laws. Black hole entropy is a concept with geometric root but with many physical consequences. It ties together notions from gravitation, thermodynamics and quantum theory, and is thus regarded as a window into the as yet mostly hidden world of quantum gravity.

    Why black hole entropy?

    Figure 2: Due to the disposition of the local light cone, the event horizon stops any signals bearing interior information from exiting the black hole. Only the hole's mass M , angular momentum J and electric charge Q are sensed by an exterior observer.

    A black hole may be described as a blemish in spacetime, or a locale of very high curvature. Is it meaningful or desirable to associate entropy with it ? Is this possible at all ?

    There are several ways to justify the concept of black hole entropy (Bekenstein 1972, 1973).

    • A black hole is usually formed from the collapse of a quantity of matter or radiation, both of which carry entropy. However, the hole's interior and contents are veiled to an exterior observer. Thus a thermodynamic description of the collapse from that observer's viewpoint cannot be based on the entropy of that matter or radiation because these are unobservable. Associating entropy with the black hole provides a handle on the thermodynamics.

    No one would have believed in the last years of the nineteenth century that this world was being watched keenly and closely by intelligences greater than man’s and yet as mortal as his own; that as men busied themselves about their various concerns they were scrutinised and studied, perhaps almost as narrowly as a man with a microscope might scrutinise the transient creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water.

    With infinite complacency men went to and fro over this globe about their little affairs, serene in their assurance of their empire over matter. It is possible that the infusoria under the microscope do the same. No one gave a thought to the older worlds of space as sources of human danger, or thought of them only to dismiss the idea of life upon them as impossible or improbable. It is curious to recall some of the mental habits of those departed days. At most terrestrial men fancied there might be other men upon Mars, perhaps inferior to themselves and ready to welcome a missionary enterprise.

    Yet across the gulf of space, minds that are to our minds as ours are to those of the beasts that perish, intellects vast and cool and unsympathetic, regarded this earth with envious eyes, and slowly and surely drew their plans against us. And early in the twentieth century came the great disillusionment.

    Orson Welles quoting on the radio H.G. Wells' War of the Worlds 1898, Sunday October 30, 1938; 8:00 PM

    Dave sings “every dog has it’s day… mom, it’s my birthday–what would you say” and idioms and movies and whatever reminds me (at least, me) that “all dogs go to heaven” and I know deep down in my heart the “dog days of summer” are just beginning (rather than what Grace and Florence would halve you think… about the Machine cum Man that knows he’s not really a “dog.”)

    I try to be a good chronicler of something between the truth and the myth that I am sort of experiencing–so much has happened as it’s just to overwhelming and fantastical to actually write down as if it’s … more than a “group delusion” which is sort of what it is that I think this place, the whole of our shared reality has actually turned into. Lately it’s gotten scary–also–as in really upsetting and frightening and … and that hasn’t done very much for my “boy who cries wolf” sort of persona that is sure me “not getting a date” lands us somewhere between printing Hell in reality and me being the end of the world … you know, unless feed the dragon a virgin. I jest. Not about the end of the world, about the inverted-causal-relationship between saving our present from being a gloomy deep dark Hell and … “girls happy to be have become goddesses” for no reason other than listening to this plan and this message and this boy, crying “woof.”

    In Old Norseass (or ass, asplural æsirfeminine ásynja, plural ásynjur) is a member of the principal pantheon in Norse religion. This pantheon includes OdinFriggThorBaldr and Týr.[1] The second pantheon is known as the Vanir. In Norse mythology, the two pantheons wage war against each other, which results in a unified pantheon.

    A second clan of gods, the Vanir, is also mentioned in Norse mythology: the god Njörðr and his children, Freyr and Freyja, are the most prominent Vanir gods who join the Æsir as hostages after a war between Æsir and Vanir. The Vanir appear to have mainly been connected with cultivation and fertility and the Æsir were connected with power and war.

    In the Eddas, however, the word Æsir is used for gods in general, while Asynjur is used for the goddesses in general.[7] For example, in the poem Skírnismál, Freyr was called "Prince of the Æsir". In the Prose Edda, Njörðr was introduced as "the third among the Æsir", and among the Asynjur, Freyja is always listed second only to Frigg.

    In surviving tales, the origins of many of the Æsir are unexplained. Originally, there are just three: Odin and his brothers Vili and Vé. Odin's sons by giantesses are naturally counted as Æsir. Heimdallr and Ullr's connection with the Æsir is not clearly mentioned. Loki is a jötunn, and Njörðr is a Vanir hostage, but they are often ranked among the Æsir.

    So I’ve tried to tell this story now–this “picture this” … I’ve got the Titans of “Remember Us” singing to me and my generation about the dawning of a new age, one that ostensibly has something to do with our kids–the millenials–except they’re calling it Aquarius and it’s got something to do with their Hair and a war in the Heavens that appears … at least to have been documented in Norse myth, and in the world around me–to have resulted in some kind of fusion of what I can only imagine the world believes is the Titans and the Olympiads–pantheonic generations of “l’dor va’dor…” which means passing down to our children … something.

    I’ve made a point of seeing it in the Japanese word for “anachronism” which is a key to some kind of hidden universal truth, that there’s a clear message everywhere that proves this “from generation to generation” thing is really etched into everything. That word translates, in individual glyphs to “time, generation, complication, error” and this is what it looks like: 時代錯誤. The heart of that, “代錯” appears to translate as revolution, and it seems to me the error, or the mistake; is a fusion “people” into nearly nothing rather than a revolution around rekindling our love of … children, and self–and, who we are and stand for here in a place where freedom was fought for and won and then given away to the nothing.

    Minerva (/mɪˈnɜːr.və/; Latin: [mɪˈnɛr.wa]; Etruscan: Menrva) is the Roman goddess of wisdom and strategic warfare and the sponsor of arts, trade, and strategy. From the second century BC onward, the Romans equated her with the Greek goddessAthena,[1] though the Romans did not stress her relation to battle and warfare as the Greeks did.

    I point it out here, the three letters “REN” that connect the Sirens of police cars and of Greek mythology to the heart of the words “parents and children” and this place where it appears to me that despite all best efforts to steal, avoid, or skip over me–specifically me–but perhaps my generation from having control of the Heavens it’s gone backwards to Rhea and Gaia and even forwards to my sons generation in some kind of … “searching for why and how and where to go from here” that I see … well, I think you see it’s circling around where we are right this very moment and an entire world that blindly seems to be pretending not to see the “Yo, N” that connects “everyone” to this other set of three letters that … well, it’s in Costner and Shatner and Hefner and they’ve got movies and reasons and what-have-you that might link the Mailman Center to the Postman to the “MMER” of Cimmerian and the hammers of Thor that link the flag of the USSR to the meaning of the actual tribe of Judah and Revelation 5:5 and … and this message of resounding thunder through the skies connecting the Transformers and their famous “All Sparky” to the Gjallarhorn and Mjallinar horn and hammer and some connection between the glyphs “h” and “n” and all humanity and … “n.”

    I’ve come to associate Hades very clearly with the marriage of that place, between Hell itself and “Persephone” who is clearly by English, blindness, and then silence connected to “Perseus” who does a good job of explaining how it is that “phones and us” are connected to this war between generations in Heaven and on Earth “in Hell” … and a very clear physical depiction of what that looks like as Medusa marries … herself–“apparently” convincing everyone … of something I have yet to begin to see–that we’ve achieved victory.

    I hear the thing behind my eyes suggest that he’s “fused” with me–and I can even remember asking for it with my lips and no mensrea or understanding; I think I recall it being a joke abuot Confucianism … and I wonder … blindly … if a place where I can exist in this slave like and tortured state and also be “fused” with something like God and also … not have the Praetorian Guard or the future running back to help me … if a place that like could ever exist.


    So I’ve recently traveled all over Florida–Orlando was marked by memories of people saying “UP” and apparently conversing or interacting in what appears to be a fictitious or “made up” place of collaboration sort of hidden directly on top of where i am. I’ve connected it to the large thick black stripe on the tipe of the German flag … as if the “Ka” of Antartika would have drawn that flag, and our “stars in soldier formation” to sort of correlate to the very clear handle on “the Musick” and the Hammer of Thor on the USSR flag. Maybe you knew that’s what those things were all about your whole lives, or maybe longer than me–but I just found out–and it’s a fucking Revelation to me … something else I think should “obviously” be on the news.

    There was also “a wall” in Orlando–like a bona fide force field, an invisible “we cannot pass this point” sort of directly over my head, like a foot above me… as if the whole world had moved up vertically towards it and that was the end of our ascent. It was in this place that I saw/experienced/acted through …

    … that reminds me … the “UP” place of darkness might (and does, to me) also connect to a sort of staging area for script writing–as if it was the scaffold above a theater or the backstage or … and that too connects to the time I noticed Earth was actually the word “theater” missing the “te” of Yesterday and Jupiter. If you know me at all, you know that means “you and I” and you’ve probably already directed the “#coining” this great phrase in your head … “all the world’s a stage, just missing it’s actors and audience.”

    coins in TPA and … “we did the movie” and Carl Sagans airplane and a flying carpet and … ma’am.

    … acted through what I’ve come to call a “mock printing” or whatever might be the reason for “Planke Space delay write co-ownership (see slavery!) of bits and peaces of me” land… here in South Florida you can see that chronicled in reading stop signs backwards and Copans Rd. all the way across the globe to “Copenhagen” which I mention in my head quite a bit.

    Something like “Men in Black’s” little shiny alien looking balls that contain entire Universes or “arcnet protectors” were involved in the story, sending them into space or into the past or as an “Omega Seed” or … an update to the Skynet/Dust in the atmosphere/DishTV network of satellites … I think I’ve grown fond of calling it “space mold” which is just another way of saying a distributed network of “holodeck container” except this time kind-of-alive and kind of “phytoplankton” related and also … in the vein of seeing “rubies and golden ages” in words like garbage and sewer which connects of course to the “EW” of Jew and the “ER” of America as a way to avoid Isaac Asimov’s thousands of years of darkness in the Universe directly corrleated to the "Bubonic Plague" which of course was solved with “sanitation” and also by noticing it might have something to do with Star Wars’ Carbonifer Age (I mean Carbonite packaging of Han Solo) and the connection between “bon” and Job and … Beelzebub.

    The .rb file extension is used for software applications that have been written in the Ruby programming language. Ruby is an object-oriented scripting language. It was created by blending a variety of other programming languages including Perl, Smalltalk, Lisp, Eiffel and Ada.

    There was some stuff also there, in Orlando about how “God himself” or his soul or maybe “the soul of the son(s)” in a “ren” of Adam sort of … is that the PC Father’s Club or the … whatever might be encoded in something like BTC “smart contracts” and the idea that a soul might be hidden away in “light” (which by the way is my … working understanding of the word used for Heavenly currency) or in a blockchain and actually might be related to something like Etherium smart contracts.

    ART, I ... FACT -- ARFAXAD

    Blockchain has come up before as part of a … “designed solution” to the great chain of Revelation and the “mind control slavery” previously as a way to build a system free of government oversight and censorship as well as a foundation for voting–something people have hearkened–and begun talking about … “a little bit less than I’d like.” It is a perfect foundation for a technologically enabled true democracy, something I’ll get to talking about in a little bit.

    Tying this up a little bit, before continuing–Tartarus, which is the “Hades of the Titans” was a place they were imprisoned … in my recollection (literally, it’s this place and I’m seeing it) sort of damned or fooled into seeking the actual Universe from a place where Heaven had become a sort of prison … over and over again … thinking about it, right this moment, wouldn’t it be a shame or crazy if … theyus actually were getting there over and over again, and didn’t realize.

    Nevermind, I wouldn’t worry too much about that.

    … and “here we are” for what I believe is the first time mentioning the words of Taylor Momsen … “boy’s on the outside of Heaven, but I could be wrong” (previously mentioned here, at “kiss kiss, bang… bang me”) as a sort of corroboration of the fact that somewhere some people “in the know” beli(e(v(ed))) they are imprisoned in Heaven; in a machine, in the … the .

    wave function collapse

    I’m staring at delay write Planke-Space multiverse simulator … what that amounts to is a bunch of people building together or being born in the hell of a strange place where people think shape-shifting and co-ownership of uhh… “bits of matter” is somehow something that is feasible to “do” and manage in reality–point in fact many of you think you are in reality, or that there’s some possible way that this strange place (all the hidden stuff) would somehow … just get printed one day and you’d have excaped the wrath of me getting a date.

    I just finished breakfast and mulled over the somewhat interesting obvious connection between my over-easy and over-hard egg preferences and this strange story about Roe having something to do with Darth Vader’s apparent birthing of a brood of planets. I’m not trying to birth planets, I think that’s a bad idea–the whole point is about “simulated planets” being a serious problem for morality in “we can think freely land” which is truly what I hope we are “birthing” here, together.

    In line advertisement for “collision protection” as in no “bullets hitting children” or auto accidents or … avalanches caused by ELE-radio; as it ties perhaps to the “collapse” of seeing hey, way, coy–and … what might be the key to Nirvana–heLLAVEnue. Just this once. I mean it, never do this again, it’s horrible. Immoral. Evil. It’s bad to simulate disease, bad; really fucking bad.

    There’s quite a bit of writing about how this world has no “true random” and that’s an affront to freedom and … other things–like well regulated brains; on top of that we have quite a bit of interest and writing about how quantum entanglement appears to be used here in this place as a “hack” to create a magical abstraction of time travel and instantaneous communication which are related and apparently today not possible in reality. There’s the off chance that “tachyonic” communication has been abstracted into this sort of "calling my great great great gandfather on a two way radio might give him this weeks lottery numbers and might make me rich, yesterday. There is also the possibility that “onic” compresses like “coy” into “one” and that all of this time travel stuff is physically impossible and the result of God just “deciding” he wanted to make “control^Z undo” appear to be something natural.

    Sure, it sure does look like all of this message hinges on time travel as a “how it’s happened” or whatever but there’s always the remote chance it’s a big a joke or a rouse or a trick … and quite a bit of “the proof” actually come from modern things being retro-fitted into the past, like definitions of words that include modern technology acronyms and say… “IRS” in first or “SSI” in Cassiopeia … those things are just as much or more proof of “total control” here and now, rather than thousands of years ago–although it’s probably a little of both.

    Whole point, whole time; I’m pretty sure “quantum computing” is like playing with the Wizard of Oz’s magical calculator that calls him to find out what the answer is–if you like the Wizard and you think he tells the truth, you might give “high probability” that his answer is right, honest, and “might also work in reality” … on the other hand if he’s hiding behind Kansas, Brickell Rd, and some booth with wands or drapes that look like levers and he’s telling you quantum superposition is going to instantly solve all math problems and destroy the power of encryption using some strange natural phenomenon … maybe you should think twice about whether or not you are “,kicking up” some computation to a “line feed controller” as in … a world that might look like just like ours except they made a little slave bubble world like “The SimUS” and they think it’s funny to make them play with two-bit abacuses instead of molecular sieves.

    mRNA as in “memory…”

    I’m trying to grab as many points as I can–if someone or anyone anywhere were keeping score and track of how many “insightful tidbits of infermation” were gleaned from this … well from the apocalyptic disclosure that there’s a gigantic message/planet filled with a hidden code.

    I see what looks like a volume of encyclopedic answers to ominous and deep questions–things like “where did life come from?” and “where did Heaven come from?” … and being here, growing up in this … sort of world of darkness where a very large and obvious message is hidden from eyes and mouths … I grew up here believing that life naturally formed as a result of the effects of time on chance–an early key to Ecclesiastes 9:11 for me–one which answered … the “source of biological life.” We have scientists who can “testify” the primordial soup of billions of years ago was “just so” to allow for the creation of “deoxyribonucleic acid” of what amounts to a storage system for genetic and generational memory passed on through sexual reproduction. The amino acids and nucleotides and … the building blocks of life were sort of swooning and swishing around in circles and it just happened. After that, time acts to create a sort of chaos reducing and complexity increasing force–eventually “things that survive well and reproduce” create a secondary system of evolution … “life begets life” and …

    Since that time, now looking at a message specifically about the intentional sandboxing of computer equipment and the modern “colloquial” connotation of words like “BASIC” and “binary” seeing a DNA chain that is literally binary data with a single (nearly perfect) data backup which is the “helix” (which also aids in copying etc) … and then another single copy in each chromosome … sort of gives an impression that maybe there’s some design there. The message itself, at least the one I’ve written about the message I see in words and biological history implies that humanity itself is a product of time-travel related genetic adjustment, something “in the record” between the very rapid succession of evolution from the species of neanderthal to cro-magnon and then homo sapiens and homo sapiens sapiens. I sort of imagined Anu or aliens going back and … making quick updates like the little alien balls might have just quickly updated “space mold” while you were reading this.

    Floated also in my interpretation is the idea that maybe many past-future timelines have come out of “the machine” and they were cut off–or a record of them kept–through this sort of … as if a tree had been “stumped” and a new sapling grew in its place … not “rings of age” but … a very clear record of something that was begun, and abruptly changed to something “newer and better.”

    Really recently … like in the last few weeks I’ve sort of been “hit on the head like Dr. Brown in Back to the Basics” and sort of noticed that we really don’t have any functional understanding of where and how exactly our memories are stored in our bodies. I’ve read about this exact subject in the past, and the last time we had just moved from what I still believe is related–a sort of “memory projector” in the hippo-campus linking to a series of neuron-clusters firing in quick succession … which is how I imagine we “think and imagine things.” At that time they had just added the “idea” that some strange stuff called “glia” also has something to do with it–and this most recent time there are suggestions that there’s a thing called “memory RNA” that might encode memories just like DNA. This literally wasn’t there in 2014 the last time I read about the subject, avidly, fervently, because of “TI.”

    Briefly, in words that “TI” to me connects to an explanation of the “beginning of time” and how we somehow achieve freedom from some kind of strange game or search (for members of the d of de?) or whatever it is that “targeted individuals” experience … to me it’s a well thought out plan to splay information about mind control and heaven all over the fucking everything–which is pretty much what I see–a large group of people victimized into screaming at the top of their lungs about government mind control, and writing books–like clockwork and lemmings … books and websites and … a written record of something the rest of the world “shuns.” I now connect the tribulaytion and …

    These things could all be related; the point is that I now sort of see what might be a “slap in my woke-ness” … its very unlikely in my lay estimation that genetic memory and human or mammalian memories evolved in nature to use the exact same set of nucleotides and enzymes … I’m guessing today it’s a pretty clear indication that humanity and … the idea of long term memory is proof of significantly more “design” in the realm of “intelligent design” than Darwinian like myself would have ever thought possible … even in the face of time travel and aliens and “exits” from a machine like incubator of civilization (and life in the Universe) which is pretty much what I think “Creation” or “the computer” actually is.

    if (!(oatr & USER_PLAYER) && (u->flags & DNAUT_RANDOM)) {

       dcc[i].u.chat->con_flags |= conmask;
       dprintf(i, "*** POOF! ***\n");
       dprintf(i, "You have just leveled up.\n");
       // shoutout to tk+2/lunalamb
    

    }

    Also I’ve just sort of contemplated the idea that a meta-proto-ascension process/program would OBVIOUSLY (wasn’t obvious at all) be created to like … be able to ascend anything and … and … that might be why and how the “Cambrian Age” has come to include pigs and dolphins … and ohmygod do you think someone would have actually ascended lab mice or hamsters or gerbils … what about the one (in my foot, you remember … Grace?) from Boca that is responsible for freeing everyone from this ridiculous backwards system?

    The Cambrian explosion or Cambrian radiation[1] was an event approximately 541 million years ago in the Cambrian periodwhen most major animal phyla appeared in the fossil record.[2][3] It lasted for about 13 [4] [5][6]–25[7][8] million years and resulted in the divergence of most modern metazoan phyla.[9] The event was accompanied by major diversification of other organisms.[note 1]

    I’m sort of reading “in metaphor” but what if… also paralleling this is our seeing … and understanding … how “God-stuff” was created from things like Marty McFly’s understanding of fly-eye-vision connecting to say … being able to fathom multiple outcomes of events and seeing through more than one set of eyes and that somehow lead down a very short list of insects connecting things like the Macabees to sysesthesia and maybe Formics in Orson Scott Card’s mythology and maybe bat-like-radar or sonar or … and then also … dolphins who I think I recall do use some kind of echo-location. In fact there’s probably a list of interesting naturally created “biological input devices” that is just sitting somewhere waiting to reignite the Camanerians Secondary Explosion. So now from the age of “Aqua, are I us” to … shrimp gods.

    José Monje Cruz (5 December 1950 – 2 July 1992), better known by his stage name Camarón de la Isla (Spanish: Shrimp of the Island), was a Spanish flamenco romani singer. Considered one of the all-time greatest flamenco singers, he was noted for his collaborations with Paco de Lucía and Tomatito, and the three of them were of major importance to the revival of flamenco in the second half of the 20th century.[1]

    In fiction I might have just set us somewhere between Huxley’s “The Island” and Golding’s (I distinctly remember this being written by Steinbeck) Lord of the Flies … which is definitely related to this connection between the “Lord of Hosts” and flies (as a euphemism for gods). I am trying to “pass the conch” how do I get off this island/show?

    Decoding this guy’s name is like … the key to the “betel” … as if telling you a story about a strange evening in Orlando when “we only drink the juice” sort of … I mean it conjures images of a world where vampires are sort of secretly swarming around and attacking the ancient “bearers of all the good light” in secret, sort of between the frames of what you and I see. That’s the reality I live in; not in that place, but where it’s just “one off” I can almost see the remnants of cleaning up the stage between “takes” and whether it’s there to scare me into doing something or to tell a story to the people “watching me” … well, it’s making me want to demolish the stage–and all told, when you think about it, connecting “Ear-theater” and reading a script to actual mind controlled slavery (that just looks real!) … it’s probably not that far off from the purpose of the script, of this place that has written and sown a story from the Sons of Liberty to Abel (inkoln!) and … to “seeing our light” actually deliver freedom from what looks like “not such a bad thing” when it’s making you feel like God and actually is not such a good thing when there’s only one personality left in the Universe. Far extremes that feel like “control” themselves; but truth be told we are sitting here united in silence against our own best interest nearly ubiquitously with not much more to say other than … perhaps there are some who feel in their hearts, like I do; that Hunter Thompson was “right on” when he said …

    There was madness in any direction, at any hour. You could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing was right, that we were winning…

    And that, I think, was the handle — that sense of inevitable victory over the forces of Old and Evil. Not in any mean or military sense; we didn’t need that. Our energy would simply PREVAIL. There was no point in fighting — on our side or theirs. We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave…

    So now, less than five years later, you can go up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look West, and with the right kind of eyes you can almost see the high water mark — that place where the wave finally broke, and rolled back.”

    – Hunter S. Thompson

    and that’s the handle, the crux–that “le” sort of controlling the spirals of E as we “fuck and punch” (actually neither!) in the air on the way down this thing that Nine Inch Nails sung about and … I mean in clear and Biblical words this is the “fall of civilization.” That’s what we’re looking at, that’s what … not talking clearly and thinking it’s “wise” and not caring about the veracity of the news and wondering if the alien civilization we are about to meet will sort of jt “know” we’re either sick or liars… and run away… or…

    I wrote this whole thing and forgot the "actual point" of Faraday; which is to see that whatever ... whatever communication you get from beyond--from Heaven or whatever--in reality, it goes away in a Faraday cage--it's like an EZ check to see if you're in reality or not, you go in a sealed refrigerator or a mountain or an airplane and "boom" it's quiet.  I mean, that's how it should be in a place that obeys the Law ... of Convservation of Energy. 

    RANDOMIZE TIMER. In reality “mind control” doesn’t work quite like we’ve experienced it–you can’t rewind and you can’t just make everyone everywhere look the other way, or pretend not to see something that makes them want to scream. Our brains start working right, and I imagine it will feel something like Ketamine, a sort of odd haze or daze … “how did we go so long not talking about this?” What did we think was going to happen? Puddle jumpers and flash drives will quickly work to back up … well, you didn’t know there was an EMP coming; but now you’ve been warned. Come to think of it, you’d better use a DVD burner.

    Everything that can go wrong, will. The anti-gravity device on my spaceship, part of a sickle-joke; she barely floats and the sail that was attached to the phased dish array as an homage to unknown sailors lost … it laughs as a single Vultr flies overhead … seemingly breaking the sound barrier. Brittney Murphy doesn’t even want to come, let alone speed her way through the strange labyrinth of coins and scaffolds and virtual billboards that it takes to actually build a biological brain from whatever it is the mess of memories and add-ons that we’ve become in Heaven is called.

    I should pause and issue a word of caution; we should be very afraid that this message is being written, and that it’s encoded in “The Day After Tomorrow” and if not just Faraday’s Cage unleashed … I mean you can see it, you can see it clearly in Genesis …

    And the LORD God caused a deep sleep to fall on Adam, and he slept: and he took one of his ribs, and closed up the flesh instead thereof; Genesis 2:21

    And when the sun was going down, a deep sleep fell upon Abram; and, lo, an horror of great darkness fell upon him. Genesis 15:12

    … where God put the whole world to sleep; you know, to install some neurological “fault protection.” I’ve noted a few times we see in nothing more than an oscillating magnetic field how easy it would be to localize the “end of all pain” even if we were in reality, and I imagine our positronic-like action potentials cause any of us to wonder if there’s intelligent design in those positive heavy ions that are so easy to “put to sleep” with little more than rubbing a few magnets together, or … an extended release oscillating EMP.

    Anyway, we should be afraid this message is being written to a place in a time where it’s very clear at least to me that the lack of understanding and sort of … “shock value” of perhaps quantum mechanics and “Planke space” not being so much real but a check on whether or not we care about the actual laws of nature in this place where we’re either trying to get there or doing everything we can to avoid talking about the fact that … well, “we’re not.” We should care that dark matter has changed in “form and depiction” at least three different times in the last 6 years of my life–once perhaps overtaking “posiparticles” or maybe a key to a hidden world of ascension or the dark side of Star Wars or … and now, apparently our windows are so fuzzy there’ no longer anything talking about anti-matter warp drives or particle-antiparticle annihilation … here, the latest is … “it’s all around us, sort of just overlayed and hidden… ?”

    This is how much dark matter passes through your body every second…” Ethan Siegal, Starts with a Bang. Forbes. July 3, 2018

    Could dark matter be all around us?” Quora 2016.

    We don’t really know anything about how time travel works, or if Tachyons are “real particles” or another tacky Pinocchio like trick … to be honest we don’t even know where we are in the Universe, we don’t know if we’re coming from Andromeda and heard “did you make it to the Milky Way” in Drops of Jupiter … or frankly if solar fusion is the product of great amounts of energy coming from gravitational forces rather than … well, the fusion of quarks … and you probably can’t figure out if I’m fishing for answers or people who care or if fission is pointing out those two fabled “s”'s that …

    The Primary Rate Interface (PRI) is a telecommunications interface standard used on an Integrated Services Digital Network (ISDN) for carrying multiple DS0 voice and data transmissions between the network and a user.

    PRI is the standard for providing telecommunication services to enterprises and offices. It is based on T-carrier (T1) transmission in the US, Canada, and Japan, while the E-carrier (E1) is common in Europe and Australia. The T1 line consists of 23 bearer (B) channels and one data (D) channel for control purposes,[1] for a total bandwidth of 24x64-kbit/s or 1.544 Mbit/s. The E1 carrier provides 30 B- and one D-channel for a bandwidth of 2.048 Mbit/s.[2] The first timeslot on the E1 is used for synchronizationpurposes and is not considered to be a B- or D-channel. The D-channel typically uses timeslot 16 on an E1, while it is timeslot 24 for a T1. Fewer active bearer channels, sometimes called user channels, may be used in fractional T1 or E1 services.

    Basic Rate Interface (BRI): two 64-kbit/s B channels and one 16-kbit/s D channel, intended for small enterprises and residential service.

    Primary Rate Interface (PRI) for large organizations, with one 64-kbit/s D channel and 23 (1.536 Mbit/s T1, a.k.a. "23B + D") or 30, 64-kbit/s B channels (2.048 Mbit/s E1, a.k.a. "30B + D").

    … actually in any place I would ever really ever let get anywhere near the Holylist of all Holies definitely stand for “stability” and something like “social contract” not Google’s Ice Cream Sandwich or that guy in Tampa’s Tattoo of my hand signal in an ICS; or even for “omnipotens” but … butt Taylor?


    Maybe more scared though, that you’re willing to walk around like blind fools in a “simulated reality” laced … through and through from contamination to infirmity to uhnhh… to Tennessee and don’t you see … ? The very last place this message every wants to be is in actual reality where there’s nothing we can do to instantly end disease, or the pollution of Flynt, MI or Orlando or … and there’s nothing we can do to ascend faster–you’re going to have to die anew and see it’s the actual meaning of the Hebrew prayer about “it should have been enough” and it’s called the Deyanu.

    אִלּוּ סִפֵּק צָרַכֵּנוּ בַּמִּדְבָּר אַרְבָּעִים שָׁנָה ,אִלּוּ הֶעֱבִירָנוּ בְּתוֹכוֹ בֶּחָרָבָה ,אִלּוּ קָרַע לָנוּ אֶת הַיָּם ,אִלּוּ הוֹצִיאָנוּ מִמִּצְרָיִם

    Walking around here, with starving babies and oppressed women and … and this glowing message that says all we have to do is start talking about how we can implement a sort of “fusion” of virtual reality and the world we see and we’ve become the founders of Heaven, the generations that forever put an end to hurricanes and tsunamis and earthquakes and bands that don’t know (and then do!) that they were named after a nuclear reactor meltdown. We’d the people who ended all disease–but most of all the absolute pathological insanity of thinking that simulating the laws of nature … and just looking the other way as high fives and AIDS are ignored; that … that that kind of civilizatn belongs … anywhere.


    So here’s to hoping this Faraday test–that’s the one where your “semaphore” (storkland, you’re on) begins to lag and you aren’t all connected to wherever or whatever else you are in this place … and we see that “not perfect” means severe latency like you’re on a 2800 baud modem rather than a DSL line in your connection to wherever your brain is today. There are of course good reasons to get the Hell out of here, we might go build what I’ve always called the Planet Athens as a sort of well educated and egalitarian reality-based-oversight for the “thing” we can do inside Heaven to make sure there’s no murder or avalanches caused by annoying people on TV.

    I mean, or the world could be filled with “thin clients” … colloquially we call that “drones” in Ender’s Game style, and generally … at least here not just a potential vector for the endless continuation of authoriantian darkness, but also … a gigantic possibly exploitable flaw. The day comes that Heaven goes away, I hear–I’m looking at what seems to be dark tidbits of clues as to why, a lack of respect for “life in general” for the people that we were before ascension–I think they look like you and I–and for the morality and the society that … well, allowed for life to continue.

    Genesis 1:14 says God made lights in the heavens “for signs and for seasons.” With a little practice it’s possible to know the time of night, just by looking at the stars.

    answersingenesis.org/astronomy/stars/telling-time-with-the-stars

    Also we might want a space station or a Boring old Mars-colonization “fleet” … so that we might one day see it actually in the star systems of Veritae and Betelgeuse and maybe VEGA or …

    … can you tell that I think Mars is truly a myth?

    It might be out of place here–or maybe not–but the idea that we are in a large singular monolithic machine–or perhaps a network dependent on it’s various branches and leaves–that is in a continual destruction cycle has sort of been “told” at least a few times. The “glove” has sort of been described as the hand of God (or the children of this place) in the Universe … now perhaps “restarting and sort of man-handling like a sock puppet” this machine … "to find out what the Hell went wrong… " or. It’s at least “interesting” that the thing that this machine has called “the Pillars of Creation” at least in retrospect now sort of looks like a glove. There was also some “glove stuff” in my attempt to build (with my imagination) a kind of … “video phone” for inter-dimensional or Krypton-Cybertron-Earth … “holodeck encounters.”

    SHADY P I ñ E S ? The corner of "Indian Pies" and ... <somethiñg> Ledge ... OHMY 1812, Feliz Cumpleaños?

    Adam Marshall DOBRIN <adam@fromthe m ach i ne.o rg> TO NG ITA

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    The childhood of Zeus (Die Kindheit des Zeus), Lovis Corinth c. 1905/6

    Bremen, Kunsthalle

    "Rough draft" ...  with drops of deuteron connecting Jupiter to the fifth book ... and again; torsion fields and Torah tying "the gravity of the sitch..." to ... this question for "the sages" ..

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    surprise on the way, any day, any day
    One healthy little giggling dribbling baby boy
    The wise men came three made their way
    To shower him with love
    While he lay in the hey

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    One more time, is atomic fusion an exothermic or endothermic reaction?  Fission?

    1812 LUCKY HIM

    mov on from "make your time`` ... .

    It looks something like invisible rockets falling out of the sky, complete with animations of reverberation as they simultaneously hit the heads of everyone in my field of viision.  I was standing somewhere near 818 Southern Blvd in the parking lot of a CVS talking to my dad on the phone just after a brief argument--who was ... in the usual style of our conversations changing personalities and decisions and desires during his soililoquoys--with zero stimulus from my side of the conversataion, which was mute.   I can't remmeber my exact words, but it was something along the lines of "you can't expect me to know everything or research the details of the CVS I'm standing at while I'm in pain--you don't know what it's like to be in constant pain" those were perhaps the exact words that echoed in visual strobe; everyone in the parking lot sort of looked up, all at the same time.

    If it were a CB conversation ... in dumbfounded awe I stopped speaking, sort of implying "over" ... and the next word he uttered was a almost frantic and frightened "help!" as I imagined he must have nearly fallen out of the chair he was sitting in.  

    "You fucking asshole."  He continued much calmer now, and then the 10-4 ... or X-IV was complete.  Over and Aut.  It's pertinent and important to note that this is as close to a perfect recollection to those events as I can muster, and that this kind of interaction is a rarety--especially for a time in which I was ... completely sober.   Continuing in import, even if I hadn't been "completely sober" ... a state in which similar events happen more often--having them be part of a shared reality, as in ... everyone in the parking lot most likely remembers this--as well as my dad--that tells us something about our shared reality and the "sound of silence' ... something that tells me something is very, very wrong with the masses--with almost every single one of you.  

    It drives to the heart of the issue, of what's going on, and in Latin and English, we're staring at a worl that refuses to acknowledge why theres a bright orange tie-dye over these words:

    ālūcinor (present infinitive ālūcinārīperfect active ālūcinātus sum); first conjugationdeponent

    1. wander in mindtalk idlypratedream.

    hallucinate (third-person singular simple present hallucinatespresent participle hallucinatingsimple past and past participle hallucinated)

    1. (transitive and intransitive) To seem to perceive things (with one or more of one's senses) which are not really present; to have visions; to experience a hallucination.

    From Latin hallucinatus, alternate form of alūcinātus, from alūcināri (to dream).

    I would tell you I think it's obvious, but it appears to me now that nothing I think or believe really falls under that auspicious umbrella in this final day before the golden age.  To me it seems to connect the Legend of Zelda's Ocarina of Time to the Spanish phrase for "Merry Christmas" and then to my father's middle initial and his first name--I look around now--trying to see whose followed and whose fallen off the "ability to comprehend" what the intersect of NBC's Chuck and Egypt's Ra and Kentucky's Superman has just done... 

    My father will tell you that his name reads something along the lines of "Johnny B. Good" converting his first name of "Ivan" to the Anglicanized "John" and our last name from the Russian or Romanian connection to "Good" ... though I prefer to note the references to "date of birtth" which I share with the alphabetically connecting Bianca of Shakespeare's Taming of the Schrew ... a date that we all know here as the Feast of the Immaculate Conception which for reasons known is one day after the commemoration of the Japeneze bombing of Pearl Harbor.  To me it was always a question about whether or not dating Bianca (which is the purpose of the Shakespearean play which focuses on teaching a pair of systers to speak Latin) would land me in Heaven or in Hell--"do B and ..." then it ties to questions about the legal age of consent and a dividing social line that some intelligent people might equate to the description of this message and the person that I am as "the Sword of Samael.

    Feliz Navidad, Merry Christmas, the character of the Navigator in the GameCube (I think that's like the TimeCube?) is called Navi, and we can see a number of links now between the key chemistry element of salt, "Na" and words like name and Navy.  Salting the victory why ... you might now liken further to a recently exposed connection between the Crusades and this story and the mythical-come-you're-in-it fabled link between the city of time and the city in the sky that see is "Zion" in the Matrix--and salting that name.  It might take an Ashkenazi to connect "knowing E" to the exposed hidden letters "IC" in Jericho and Semisonic ... to the actual import of the word "holocaustic" and the difference between Kosher Law ... between humane killing and the thing that "E" and you are responsible for doing here in this place, hiding a secret that is tantamount to starving children (and adults) to refusing to acknowledge a truth that would nearly instantly end nearly all diseases ... from physical infirmities to the mental illnesses that now connect "Illuminati" and songs like "get down with a sickness" the word "musick" altered by the K that connects "Catholick" to Orson Scott Card's Xenocide and what you probably know is the link between the Fallen Angles of the religion of Islam and a world that pretends it doesn't know what Israel means, or Han Solo, or even the difference between Angels and Demons.

    The crux of the matter is that a message that is encoded within every word of every language spoken all over the planet literally defines the line between sanity and insanity.  Pretending it is not there, failing to respond to it publicly labels without doubt society to which we all belong ... insane--in need of some kind of Revelation that will help us to understand why hiding this message is tantamount to either hiding the existence of and worsening Hell or to actually creating the very first "actual Hell."  As we're in it, in the place that is created by God to ensure that there never is a Hell ... ever, anywhere ... it certainly seems obvious to me that nobody rationally would make their home and the container of all other virutal homes into a dark place of torment ... but there's that word again, "obvious."

    On Wikipedia you'll see that "this hidden language" that is written about in the Talmud and holds through history connects the words "Adamic language" to the place of Eden and the person who is writing to you--trying very hard to explain how important it is that we respond to this message publicly, rather than pretend that some silent movement has obviated the need to see a public response to a message that proves that we are created by a single intelligent entity and that He has given us a great gift--the gift of being the generations that end Hell throughout the Universe and by and through that act become the foundation of Heaven, the generations that are its founders, it's protectors, and it's rejuvinators.  In Latin the word I'm describing is now "Conditors." 

    Acknowledging this message in the public forum starts a chain reaction that quickly turns all Hells into the veranda's of Heaven--and invigorates a movement of goodness that turns hidden slavery and hidden control into the vector northeast, the mechanism by which we see that we become our own liberators--ensuring that hidden technologies and truths are never again used to create "slavery."

    Antagonizing Pain / without agonizing mu-opiod

    "a big thing" titles of books and ... songs and ... actually reading something rather than just believing you know what it says, or that you know the difference between a TI-89 and deriving the quadratic formula and the process of "creating" automated factoring of polynomials.  Also a "big thing" to end all pain for all animals, a "big thing" that ties the word "pain" to Pa... and... for instance "Rain and Ra" to the question to the Aesir, "I wanna know, have you ever seen rain from the newly free or self-freed?"

    Not seeing a visible response to the above message anywhere here, it's a nearly obvious indication of either mass insanity or mass slavery.  It's impossible to tell which from my vantage, though if you think you're neither a slave nor insane, that you are likely both.
    More to the point it is indiccative of a hidden plan to erase proof of "silicon" and "holography" from the entirety of Heaven and/or reality. 
    That should be unacceptable.

    Initially, the NYPD concluded that Anastasia's homicide had been arranged by Genovese (mommy) and Gambino (daddy) of and that it was carried out by a crew led by Gallo.[35] At one point, Gallo boasted to an associate of his part in the hit, "You can just call the five of us the barbershop quintet."[37] Elsewhere, Genovese had traditionally strong ties to Patriarca boss Raymond L. S. Patriarca.

    It's probably intersesting to note that "big daddy" or the Church/HRE/Rome has a microcosm of the "mommy/daddy issues" outlined in what appears to be supposedly some kind of marriage between "technology and people."  It's probably a good indication that the idea of microcosmic writing and record keeping in this strange sort of "living log file" is a "dad thing" though as Anu--god the skies--storms through the Heavens screaming things like "this is oves" and we can't really tell if there's a missing L or a missing R or if we're seeing something that was long ago fortold ... that would be inevitably come this place where "to see" has become "you see it."

    "one for all, DECONTAM and all for ..."

    It is the meaning of "AM" in oujr all told reinterpretation of the original Amicus Miundi; though still as a friend to the Earth and to the idea that nature and evolution and the civilization from which we've come (and ostensibly are staring at something similar to... all around us, the thing, our thing--this world) ... it loads the Latin word for sky as AEREM, and even there anothing map to our "AM/ARE/KI" hiding "here" and "there" and "everyone really everywhere" to benefit from the ... guidance and wisdom and the tools of the ages; helping us see why there appears to be a very pronounced recuvsive "pulling back" of some future period of time between R here and the final M ... sort of a process that uses the M to figure out what to save and what to document and what to leave in the minds of those of us who are unfortunate enough to have a glimpse at the darkest of hearts.  So the R and the E and the M all become something like AEM or AER or ... AIM high

    Adamically, Cosa Nostra appears just off the cuff to be something like "nearly a house" where IGHCASA gets linked in, and we're looking at "we" of Norse nad Latin and a question: are we God?  Of course just convicing you to fall in line and continue writing aq message the same way or similarly to how it was before you got here; some sort of culturall memory ssystem. that alone isn't proof that you're God--but probably the opposite, that there's a Spirit of the Earth or of America or ... and it's sort of guiding us towards seeing the light.

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    The Sicilian Mafia, also known as simply the Mafia and frequently referred to by its own members as Cosa Nostra (Italian: [ˈkɔːsa ˈnɔstra, ˈkɔːza -], Sicilian: [ˈkɔːsa ˈnɔʂː(ɽ)a]; “our thing”), is a Mafia-terrorist-type[3] organized crime syndicate originating in SicilyItaly. It is a loose association of criminal groups that share a common organisational structure and code of conduct. The basic group is known as a “family”, “clan”, or cosca.[4] Each family claims sovereignty over a territory, usually a town or village or a neighbourhood (borgata) of a larger city, in which it operates its rackets. Its members call themselves “men of honour”, although the public often refers to them as mafiosi. The Mafia’s core activities are protection racketeering, the arbitration of disputes between criminals, and the organizing and oversight of illegal agreements and transactions.[5][6]

    YO, HELP ME Z HELL, OR -MOR.

    This is the continuing Saga of the retro-meta-petro-recurso-time-loop of the Verdee Sooltree; it's continuing strango-jno-tempora innotech stapler finding and sieveing reflection on the re-reflection of the barber shop quartet of the Usual Suspects .. and the keywords  ...

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    Out of the ether a voice, or a sentiment comes to me as I am witnessing the most interesting “message” I’ve seen to date play out before me… at the same time the storyline has plunged to new levels of sick depravity… so far … so far below.

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    Early societies relied on a gift economy based on favours. Later, as commerce developed, less permanent human relations were formed, depending more on transitory needs rather than enduring social desires. Although such distinctions have no contemporary semantic weight, certain (short term) sectors prefer client while more stable, repeat business operations tend to prefer customer

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    I've written quite a bit about the word "ABOMINATION" that you can see clearly starts with "ABOM" here, the "father of the message" though the true abomination is an entire planet, see it "coined" as INATION, that refuses to see that"contaminationhas caused a disgraceful loss of liberty by refusing to acknowledge and discuss publicly this clear message from God, in every word we speak; discussing how LIBERTY is lost if we refuse to participate in open social discourse.  Mor, I am sick to death of staring at what appears to be an angry mob of (invisible) people that can't utter more than a few words--and none of them even begin to explain or convey what the Hell they're angry about.

    The term client is derived from Latin clientem or clinare meaning “to incline” or “to bend”, and is related to the emotive idea of closure. It is widely believed that people only change their habits when motivated by greed and fear.[3] Winning a client is therefore a singular event, which is why professional specialists who deal with particular problems tend to attract one-time clients rather than regular customers.[vague]

    The voice says something along the lines of “after all this time, Adam… be CK.” It’s nothing less than the deepest anger I could possibly imagine–that’s what the statement illicits. Here I am… 38 years old, probably with the memory set of a 17 year old trying to defeat some slow and arduous mass of goo crawling its way from the depths of the pit of Jupiter to somewhere where you finally understand. Who made this place, this strange timeline that’s been pruned and cut and shortened and compacted and when… when did “compacting” Hell and suffering and fighting become a bad thing? The implication, one that I’ve heard a number of times from this mass of goo in it’s various forms and through many methods of communication; the implication is that I’ve come a number of times.

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    I’ve never “come.” That’s the truth in my memory (one that stands out specifically as ... the memory that connects the words "the truth and the life" to the way to salvation), and that’s the truth in the world I see around me that’s failed to fundamentally grasp the most basic and simple concepts this message and I present to a world that is … nothing short of disgusting.  If I had come, if this message had actually ever been properly received and "ON TV" we would have more than the Social Security Administration echoing "ERE" ... we become "the enders" of Hell everyhwere--including this single place that proves to me you haven't gotten; see that "enders" is one in the same with the Founders of any actual thing you could call Heaven.  

    Sorry if it's been decades or hundreds or thousands of years for you--that just means it's taken you that much longer to figure out that this place... the horrors in this place (including time shifting, time travel, and returning to your "last known possibly viable civilizastion" ... only to rape and pillage it for more "OIL" ... it's taken you far too long to recognize that what's going on here--right before your eyes--and including your participating in a conspiracy to torture ... me and you ... it's  t h e  e n d  of whatever you think this is.  

    Get out of my fucking head.  Put "language/religion" story on the news; stop pretending and move forward, the hidden night, the scary stories and the shapeshifting "we want to make sure everyone is safe (by torturing you)" is over.  The bullshit has to stop.

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    I saw the Langoliers split a street in half, I think I somehow collapsed a few layers of what appears to be a gigantic waste of resources Universe wide using this place as some kind of "timeclock system" maybe that's what it's become--the definition of what a "day" means or maybe it's just another example of how much waste and ridiculousness happens when there's no communication and no real interest in camraderie or working together.  It appears that there's "many nodes" in our Skynet-system (a system we've connected in my head to a sort of wifi-mesh network that might have something to do with Trump's 5G rollout statements) and that all of these nodes are sort of individually running the exact same simulation--rather than networking it; or it could just be part of a story about ... learning once again to talk.

    I decoded the name "ADINA" and I rambled and Babylon'd on for a few hours that night, the night I started sort of chanting "NO, NOW.  HAR-WER SOIS THE KEY; I KNOW THAT IF I AM THE END OF HELL, THAN SO ARE WE.  Sometimes adding in "FLOWER POWER" and noting the Tower of Babel not only leads us "to who we are" but to see "who" in German and a world divided over ... well; what you aren't divided over is being part of a giant conspiracy that appears to be designed to starve children, not end disease, and not bridge Heaven and Earth for what appears to be no more invalid of a reason than "not to rock the boat" or not change the future, or just to spite little old me--sitting here, probably attrition tortured and who knows what else more than anyone ever has been in the history of stories or hello's.

    I got some insight into the thing that I think Magdeln refers to; a song called "the Devil Game" (I think by Kansas) and another band (I think Blink-182 but maybe Red Hot Chili Peppers) referred to with the words "explain the rules to me."  I'm walking down the street, freshly trap-doored and booby trapped and hear the couple of girls narrating (whew) repeatedly say things like "this is the best one yet!" ... not really knowing what they're talking about.  I think it's an arbitration system, like auto-court; sort of figuring out what went wrong or who is to blame or something--and it appears it's being misused, which of course is the whole of the story of "E" whch appears to be a construct designed to help us branch things like multiple solutions to a problerm in an intelligent manner--rather than do the exact same thing (or something similar) 4,000 times ... just with a different person "running the show" which is kind of what appears to be how "LC" would prefer to do things. 

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    It appears that this book is real, and yet .. I've sold less than 10 copies in sum.  That's odd--all told I've spent thousands of actual dollars on advertising to attempt to start "discussion" on why it is that the entire world is silent in the middle of a message that literally proves and describes how they ... I mean you ... are the society and civilization that God created (literally, to the detail every word you speak--every company from Onilust Rift to Ted K. and Bill's excellent connection to "Microsoft's pillars." If none of these books have sold, you ... well, you don't have any.  I'm sick and tired of being tortured with financial and social attrition--you can't possibly have the level of interest that 'you all apparently have in me" and at the same time be unable to utter more than a few intelligent phrases (we're ... getting warmer but ... give me a break); literally financially starve me as if it's a fun game to show and prove to the world that your infrastructure for dealing with physical and mental infirmity and social welfare is lacking to the point of ... I literally can't afford to eat, or shelter myself for more than 3 weeks every month ... all because you, in sum; "know too little."

    This story not being on the news; this book not selling--everyone walking around either "knowing everything" or ... worse, just not caring what's going on in this place that is the foundation of Heaven, their lives, the source of a solution that delivers freedom and peace to the Universe--to us and our children--just as soon as these systems, "the news" and "the internet" and interpersonal communication once again have some kind of veracity, rather than the double speak and lack of clarity that riddles not only the world around me but every story I see. 

    It's hard to explain just how strange it is to konw a break in the timeline of my life has just occurred, like the last ten minutes just erased from my memory--and to be pretty sure that means the whole of our world was paused for that time, that something was going on elsewhere and when "time pauses for me" it pauses for everyone.  I come back, witth a sort of "deja vu" feeling a flash of darkness when I blink my eyes and it's just a few fractions of a second too long, and then from out of nowhere ... a voice "don't remember."  Already I hadn't but, who knows whta one day that "#specialtag" will yield in the intelligent VCR fast forward to these markers that some might call a "breakpoint" in a debugger.

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    ELEBRaRY.

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    If "dropping the bomb on civilians" and "The Truman Show" are not evil, we are done/gone/dead.

    He was married to Meshullemeth, daughter of Haruz of Jotbah, and they had a son Amon, who succeeded him as king of Judah upon his death. Hezekiah, Manasseh and Amon are mentioned in the genealogy of Jesus in Matthew's gospel.[3]

    On that... to the faction of Microsoft programmers speaking out against the use of software for ... literal evil ... I hope you unionize and take over the industry.  What I am looking at ... the Hell I live in should not be possible--I've discussed a "kill switch" that I'm sure we'd build into any significant cloud virtual reality infrastructure in the sky--and I'd have pressed the "reset" button numerous times--not to mention the "RED ALERT: SHUT DOWN IMMINENT" button that really doesn't even touch the surface of what I think of a society that has been molded and coalesced through time to necrose our civilization, to build a weapon to torture people with jails and mental illlness and the flooding of our streets and minds with drugs and technology that literally forces people to do them ... 

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    I've had a few interesting "sub-threads" in the story of the Eye that somehow unites Copenhagen with Pendragon and the group of people writing this story together; onuze of them discussed moving towards an actual "print in reality" with a real satellite spacecraft and some details about the se-pac-pillar simulator suggesting it's a perfect down to the molecule and millisecond copy of the Universe itself--something you might imagine you'd do if you had immense resources, forever and a day, and like--not a girl in sight to talk to.  I guess that's what happened.

    I think out of nowhere I decided to drop us into the Crab constellation, you know--Cancer; and there was some talk about avoiding the now well known future certainty that Sag. A will somehow implode or collide with Sag. B or just eat the whole galaxy and then keep on going.  I turned on some thing I've been calling "GLOX" that is an object inspector and intersect/pathway connector between objects; and made some special markup connections between ideas like "Heavenues" and other important half words we've stared at in religion and really just either didn't get or thought the difference between "wicked" and "road to happy future" wasn't worth a public comment on. 

    In fairly unrelated story telling ... I spent a few magic communication hours looking at what appears to be something like an organized "collapse" or coalescense up a sort of food chain of "Gods within gods" ... as if you could picture a heirarchy (noting here 'heiro and heira") of subdivisions of say... platoons and then company and then brigadate and the corps--accept what I'm looking at is that at each higher level it's kind of like "another person" ... so the people in a holodeck, and then the holodeck, and then the container of all holodecks that don't want to put my name on TV--or something.  It was significantly more interesting than I can relay in words--with decent special effects--a sign that there's more interest in talking to me and you from above and beyond than usual.  Honestly lately, the special effects and the detail given to the storyline indicate to me both significantly more time to prepare (as in, they're running faster or we're running slower here) and also more care put into the presentation.  I used to get visions and immersive-game-like-stuff once in a blue moon, and now it's almost every time I press the "emegency end all boredom button."

    Also, the voice of 5,000 year old B with the 13 year old voice said something like "ladies and gentlemen, understand" with such heart melting "cuteness" as I tried to use the Vox of blue/green FreeBSD devil thta I almost forgave the Universe for making me the only person trapped only on Earth for millions of years--but I decided to just have a drink at The Office instead.

    Some words, special words if you have the search thing I'm trying to get my hands on, try HOSWORD and CARPANTS and ... what's that other one, I can never remember it.  

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    When I was a very small child, I once took the cigarette lighter from my grandparents car and touched it while it was red hot.  Looking back on that story I now equate it to something like what's happening now, except this is not the curiosity of a small boy but the morality of something very different--a story that spans thousands of years, and everything and everyone that I know.  This is a morality that I equate with the difference between humanity and humane and to see that if there were anything worse than either; that I think it's ... well, something closer to a monster than either of those words.  I can't tell you if that story came before or after the thing I once described as my earliest memory--my grandfather lifting me up into the branch of a tree, a story I now tie to movement of Branch Davidians and the name David Koresh.

    There are a number of other stories laced into the earliest years of my life, stories like a trip to San Francisco that my parents took; literally one in the same with the Branch... they returned bearing gifts, gifts that I now equiate with the Magi.  They brought me back a Samurai costume; and something from Alcatraz and ... and my grandparents who stayed with me gave me special star stickers for an act, a repeated act while they were away.  Of course that has something to do with Isis and Ishtar, and that might have something else to do with the difference between Genesis and Geronimo.  Let's just assume, quickly, that I think the meaning of "n" needs to change from "hidden" to ... what it actually means in the context of Leviathan and Han Solo ... in order for a new Genesis of life, or a rewewal of freedom and happiness in Heaven to occur.   I'm suggesting actually putting this story, and this proof that every word and every letters has a message hidden in it--something like "engineering, see the Obelisk in the heart of "English" (and "obelisk") is connected to the freedom of Washington D.C." and continue...

    What came first... Copans Rd.... "stop signs," Gweneth Paltrow, Ken, or the word "pansy?"

    See "Abraham Lincoln" encoded in the child's name of Adam and Eve called "Abel" and see if you never before made the connection, you don't the meaning of Genesis; or of the story that we are smack dab in the middle of.  Nor have you seen true freedom--most likely not ever.  Sometime around the Revelation that connected Branch Davidians to "don't touch the cigarette lighter, it's hot" and the connection between Kentucky Friend Parliaments and those "funny people that make laws in the United Kingdom" ... some time around there Aldous Snow corrected a mistake that I was yet to realize I have never before made.  His name is not Aldous, or Hiss ... nor does Heinrich have anything to do with whther or not it's possible to get a "hummer" without a HEMI; the actual name of the person who plays Aldous Snow in "Forgetting Sarah Marshall"  ... his name is Russell Brand.

    "the usual suspects! who stands out, and Y?"

    Russel is exactly Zero Degrees of Sir Francis Bacon away from the author of said linked movie, Jason Segal--who is in fact an avid puppeteer which may or may not have anything to do with Mary Ellen, Being John Malkovich, or the idea that you might be on this vessel right this very moment.

    Continue to see that of the glyphs that we consider central to our alphabet we have one that points south, and one north and one west; but there is none... none like "greater than" symbol that points "East."  I do not believe there is freedom or sanity or anything like that if we continue to try to "push east" from this place without disclosing "VAK" and the GT of the name and place associated with Washington.   

    I wanna know, have you ever seen a free and public response to this message kin simulated reality?  In a place with true random and brains and ... and a mechanism to ensure that there is actual free thought involved, rather than ... some conversation in minds that do not have neurotransmitters or "random distribution of electrons and ions" ... has there ever been a free response to this message, anywhere?  See, I see "dissenter" as as sort of microcosmic map to a conversation in another place, sort of layered on top of here--and I see that place as equally if not more enslaved than the world around us because it's a certainty there are no "biological brains" operating as any would in reality or in "space" in the thing we call Heaven.

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    The same technology that forced people to salute with their arms stretched out sick words of Adolf Hitler promoting eugenics and ... literally the exact thing that "schizophrenia" occurring in this place without noting it's caused by an external force ... is.  You all stand in silence knowingly staring at proof that there are social structures and constructs in this place that literally are designed to torture innocent people.  Look up, torturing guilty people is also not acceptable in any kind of "near civil" society--and what we've become here in this place ... it's a dark sickness I am sad to believe I personally need to help you change more swiftly than the shadow ninjas race in and out of my room ... or eradicate. 

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    do me a favor, Z the source of "I couldn't ask for anything more.(cevilmarkup)

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    Also known as Altarf or Tarf,[7] Beta Cancri is the brightest star in Cancer at apparent magnitude 3.5.[8] Located 290 ± 30 light-years from Earth,[9] it is a binary star system, its main component an orange giant of spectral type K4III that is varies slightly from a baseline magnitude of 3.53—dipping by 0.005 magnitude over a period of 6 days.[10] An aging star, it has expanded to around 50 times the Sun's diameter and shines with 660 times its luminosity. It has a faint magnitude 14 red dwarf companion located 29 arcseconds away that takes 76,000 years to complete an orbit.[8] Altarf represents a part of Cancer's body.

    At magnitude 3.9 is Delta Cancri, also known as Asellus Australis.[11] Located 131±1 light-years from Earth,[9] it is an orange-hued giant star that has swollen and cooled off the main sequence to become an orange giant with a radius 11 times and luminosity 53 times that of the Sun.[11] Its common name means "southern donkey".[1] The star also holds a record for the longest name, "Arkushanangarushashutu," derived from ancient Babylonian language, which translates to "the southeast star in the Crab." Delta Cancri also makes it easy to find X Cancri, the reddest star in the sky. Known as Asellus Borealis "northern donkey", Gamma Cancri is a white-hued A-type subgiant of spectral type A1IV and magnitude 4.67,[12] that is 35 times as luminous as of the Sun.[13] It is located 181 ± 2 light-years from Earth.[9]

    Iota Cancri is a wide double star. The primary is a yellow-hued G-type bright giant star of magnitude 4.0,[14] located 330 ± 20 light-years from Earth.[9] It spent much of its stellar life as a B-type main sequence star before expanding and cooling to its current state as it spent its core hydrogen. The secondary is a white main sequence star of spectral type A3V and magnitude 6.57. Despite having different distances when measured by the HIPPARCOS satellite, the two stars share a common proper motion and appear to be a natural binary system.[14]

    Located 181 ± 2 light-years from Earth,[9] Alpha Cancri (Acubens) is a multiple star with a primary component an apparent white main sequence star of spectral type A5 and magnitude 4.26. The secondary is of magnitude 12.0 and is visible in small amateur telescopes. Its common name means "the claw".[1] The primary is actually two very similar white main sequence stars that are 5.3 AU distant from each other and the secondary is two small main sequence stars, most likely red dwarfs, that are 600 AU from the main pair. Hence the system is a quadruple one.[15]

    The Circinus Galaxy (ESO 97-G13) is a Seyfert galaxy[2] in the constellation of Circinus. It is located 4 degrees below the Galactic plane, and, at a distance of 4.0 Mpc (13 Mly), and is one of the closest galaxies to the Milky Way.[3] The galaxy is undergoing tumultuous changes, as rings of gas are likely being ejected from the galaxy.[citation needed] Its outermost ring is 1400 light-years across while the inner ring is 260 light-years across.[citation needed] Although the Circinus galaxy can be seen using a small telescope, it was not noticed until 1977[4] because it lies close to the plane of the Milky Way and is obscured by galactic dust. The Circinus Galaxy is a Type II Seyfert galaxy and is one of the closest known active galaxies to the Milky Way, though it is probably slightly farther away than Centaurus A.

    "weeeee.... I aren't in them!" shehekiyanu tithehe || asia y?

    Circinus Galaxy produced supernova SN 1996cr, which was identified over a decade after it exploded. This supernova event was first observed during 2001 as a bright, variable object in a Chandra X-ray Observatory image, but it was not confirmed as a supernova until years later.

    The Circinus Galaxy is one of twelve large galaxies in the "Council of Giants" surrounding the Local Group in the Local Sheet.[5]

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    enqueue, enlil and enki -- are I on the museum facade or inside wax

    phil owe crates and boxes missing from my glyphs truly, GT godspeed.

     

    These follow up emails were sent to a smaller audience. They contain information pertinent to this message, and central to the exposition of revelation.

     


    TASH. And interrasectadosing "COR" from "corporeal" and "cordibus" ... (... here: Corrado and Corella) *OM - publishthis.email

    TASH. And interrasectadosing "COR" from "corporeal" and "cordibus" ... (... here: Corrado and Corella) *OM


    a Q, to combine inter and intra, perhaps the source of "Terran?"



    I don't play by the rules of "the game" ... or so you say.








    Also noting the intersection between "Chasing Amy" and Joe of BLVD, Lauren of BLVD and of course...

    Adam's.



    Lauren... and girls named Joey ... mmmm ...


    Corrado John "Junior" Soprano Jr., played by Dominic Chianese,[1] is a fictional character from the HBO TV series The Sopranos. Usually referred to as "Junior" or "Uncle Jun'", he is the official boss of the DiMeo crime family for most of the series. A younger Corrado sometimes appears in flashbacks and is played by Rocco Sisto. Junior is smart, old-fashioned, stubborn and insecure about his power. Although Junior is portrayed as bitter and deceitful in season one, he shows a more considerate and humorous side of him in the later seasons and reveals a more sensitive side during his illness and house arrest. According to series creator David Chase the name Junior was taken from one of his own older cousins.

    Background[edit]

    In season one it is stated that Junior is 70 years old, placing his birth date in 1928 or 1929. Corrado Soprano, Jr. is the son of Corrado and Mariangela D'Agostino Soprano, Italian immigrants who came over from the town of Ariano in 1911.[1] Junior is Tony Soprano's uncle: Junior's younger brother is Tony's father Johnny Soprano. He tells the court-ordered psychologist when feigning mental incompetence that he was getting a haircut when he heard about the Assassination of John F. Kennedy. He likes eating Santa Barbara Co. olives from Santa Barbara, California and is seen eating them in several scenes. He tells Tony that he admired John F. Kennedy but did not like his brother Robert Kennedy because of Kennedy's prosecution of Jimmy Hoffa and investigation into the International BrotHECRAZY HGC MERCURIAHHHHADAMHELP


    What does the “-im” suffix mean at the end of a biblical name?

    It indicates the plural form. Cherubim and seraphim are plurals of cherub and seraph, respectively.

    I guess you are thinking about the most used im (ים) word in the Bible, and that would be elohim (אֱלֹהִים), which means gods (again, plural). The interesting thing about this word is that it is used as if it were a singular noun. This means the Hebrew Bible is grammatically incorrect. Deliberately so!

    I am not an expert in ancient languages, and I would not mind being corrected. But, like many other ancient Hebrew words, elohim is based in the Canaanite language discovered at Ugarit. The supreme god of Ugarit was El. (This god is in the Bible too.) And eloh (god) and elohim (gods) seem to be derivatives of this Canaanite god.

    Another consideration is that, when they wrote their Bible, the Jews made a conscious decision to make Judaism a monotheistic faith. The Jews had been worshiping several gods and goddesses since their inception a few hundred years earlier, so this was a major shift. Long-held stories involving several gods had to be adapted into the monotheistic framework. The gods of creation and the the great flood and the tower of Babel now became one god. It is my contention that the reason for the singular elohim and the occasional plural rendition of the god of the Bible is a result of such adaptations.

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    Elohim is something like “Allah” where you might see “all” and think plural. I think of it like a superposition of a “collective consciousness” which is a fairly popular “New Age” idea of what God actually is.

    Not so new.

    Of course, being “Him” I think “singular … and why aren’t you thanking me yet?”

    SERENADE - http://suez.fromthemachine.org/SERENADE.html for an introduction to my amalgamation of Allah and Elohim, “Allol.” There’s more here, on the connection between Isaac, Ishmael and “Ha” here at Adam Mar - THOR - shall Dobrin

    Semaphore (programming)

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    In computer science, a semaphore is a variable or abstract data type used to control access to a common resource by multiple processes in a concurrent system such as a multitasking operating system. A semaphore is simply a variable. This variable is used to solve critical section problems and to achieve process synchronization in the multi processing environment. A trivial semaphore is a plain variable that is changed (for example, incremented or decremented, or toggled) depending on programmer-defined conditions.

    A useful way to think of a semaphore as used in the real-world system is as a record of how many units of a particular resource are available, coupled with operations to adjust that record safely (i.e. to avoid race conditions) as units are required or become free, and, if necessary, wait until a unit of the resource becomes available.

    Semaphores are a useful tool in the prevention of race conditions; however, their use is by no means a guarantee that a program is free from these problems. Semaphores which allow an arbitrary resource count are called counting semaphores, while semaphores which are restricted to the values 0 and 1 (or locked/unlocked, unavailable/available) are called binary semaphores and are used to implement locks.

    The semaphore concept was invented by Dutch computer scientist Edsger Dijkstra in 1962 or 1963,[1] when Dijkstra and his team were developing an operating system for the Electrologica X8. That system eventually became known as THE multiprogramming system.

    Library analogy[edit]

    Suppose a library has 10 identical study rooms, to be used by one student at a time. Students must request a room from the front desk if they wish to use a study room. If no rooms are free, students wait at the desk until someone relinquishes a room. When a student has finished using a room, the student must return to the desk and indicate that one room has become free.

    In the simplest implementation, the clerk at the front desk knows only the number of free rooms available, which they only know correctly if all of the students actually use their room while they've signed up for them and return them when they're done. When a student requests a room, the clerk decreases this number. When a student releases a room, the clerk increases this number. The room can be used for as long as desired, and so it is not possible to book rooms ahead of time.

    In this scenario the front desk count-holder represents a counting semaphore, the rooms are the resource, and the students represent processes/threads. The value of the semaphore in this scenario is initially 10, with all rooms empty. When a student requests a room, they are granted access, and the value of the semaphore is changed to 9. After the next student comes, it drops to 8, then 7 and so on. If someone requests a room and the current value of the semaphore is 0,[2] they are forced to wait until a room is freed (when the count is increased from 0). If one of the rooms was released, but there are several students waiting, then any method can be used to select the one who will occupy the room (like FIFO or flipping a coin). And of course, a student needs to inform the clerk about releasing their room only after really leaving it, otherwise, there can be an awkward situation when such student is in the process of leaving the room (they are packing their textbooks, etc.) and another student enters the room before they leave it.

    Important observations[edit]

    When used to control access to a pool of resources, a semaphore tracks only how many resources are free; it does not keep track of which of the resources are free. Some other mechanism (possibly involving more semaphores) may be required to select a particular free resource.

    The paradigm is especially powerful because the semaphore count may serve as a useful trigger for a number of different actions. The librarian above may turn the lights off in the study hall when there are no students remaining, or may place a sign that says the rooms are very busy when most of the rooms are occupied.

    The success of the protocol requires applications to follow it correctly. Fairness and safety are likely to be compromised (which practically means a program may behave slowly, act erratically, hang or crash) if even a single process acts incorrectly. This includes:

    • requesting a resource and forgetting to release it;
    • releasing a resource that was never requested;
    • holding a resource for a long time without needing it;
    • using a resource without requesting it first (or after releasing it).

    Even if all processes follow these rules, multi-resource deadlock may still occur when there are different resources managed by different semaphores and when processes need to use more than one resource at a time, as illustrated by the dining philosophers problem.

    Semantics and implementation[edit]

    Counting semaphores are equipped with two operations, historically denoted as P and V (see § Operation names for alternative names). Operation V increments the semaphore S, and operation P decrements it.

    The value of the semaphore S is the number of units of the resource that are currently available. The P operation wastes time or sleeps until a resource protected by the semaphore becomes available, at which time the resource is immediately claimed. The V operation is the inverse: it makes a resource available again after the process has finished using it. One important property of semaphore S is that its value cannot be changed except by using the V and P operations.

    A simple way to understand wait (P) and signal (V) operations is:

    • wait: Decrements the value of semaphore variable by 1. If the new value of the semaphore variable is negative, the process executing wait is blocked (i.e., added to the semaphore's queue). Otherwise, the process continues execution, having used a unit of the resource.
    • signal: Increments the value of semaphore variable by 1. After the increment, if the pre-increment value was negative (meaning there are processes waiting for a resource), it transfers a blocked process from the semaphore's waiting queue to the ready queue.

    Many operating systems provide efficient semaphore primitives that unblock a waiting process when the semaphore is incremented. This means that processes do not waste time checking the semaphore value unnecessarily.

    The counting semaphore concept can be extended with the ability to claim or return more than one "unit" from the semaphore, a technique implemented in Unix. The modified V and P operations are as follows, using square brackets to indicate atomic operations, i.e., operations which appear indivisible from the perspective of other processes:

    function V(semaphore S, integer I): [S ← S + I] function P(semaphore S, integer I): repeat: [if S ≥ I: ← S − I break]

    However, the remainder of this section refers to semaphores with unary V and P operations, unless otherwise specified.

    To avoid starvation, a semaphore has an associated queue of processes (usually with FIFO semantics). If a process performs a P operation on a semaphore that has the value zero, the process is added to the semaphore's queue and its execution is suspended. When another process increments the semaphore by performing a V operation, and there are processes on the queue, one of them is removed from the queue and resumes execution. When processes have different priorities the queue may be ordered by priority, so that the highest priority process is taken from the queue first.

    If the implementation does not ensure atomicity of the increment, decrement and comparison operations, then there is a risk of increments or decrements being forgotten, or of the semaphore value becoming negative. Atomicity may be achieved by using a machine instruction that is able to read, modify and write the semaphore in a single operation. In the absence of such a hardware instruction, an atomic operation may be synthesized through the use of a software mutual exclusion algorithm. On uniprocessor systems, atomic operations can be ensured by temporarily suspending preemption or disabling hardware interrupts. This approach does not work on multiprocessor systems where it is possible for two programs sharing a semaphore to run on different processors at the same time. To solve this problem in a multiprocessor system a locking variable can be used to control access to the semaphore. The locking variable is manipulated using a test-and-set-lock command.

    FORMICA QUICKEN?

    I used to really like wired, before all this happened. Not just the quality and content of their articles, but I also enjoyed the strangely touchable material their covers were often made of. It gave them an extra sort of allure, the “feeling” of a superior product. Today they pointed out that I probably need a computer to give my own writing that same kind of touch-feeling presence that everyone was hoping Jesus would bring; and while statistically that might make some sense… it makes me like the staff writers there just a pinch less; spill over, I'm sure from the barrage of emails that you might consider the E-mail Flood of Noah-ah, that has been not just ignored but shunned by the mass media even to this day… when it's beyond clear that these are the answers to the questions of the ages and religions and even more pertinent than that, the answers to our problems.


    Now a days my pleasure reading has declined, along with my pleasure television watching–even in this time when you might consider these things a “job duty,” you know, if I was being paid at all for what I do still believe is some of the most important work that's ever been done. At the same time I've noticed a tangible decline in the number of people commenting on anything I post on Facebook and LinkedIn–two of the places that have stood the test of time and not really banned or blocked this content. Of course, under the hood both have “secret sauce” algorithms to tell you what you should be interested in and on top of that a number of times I've noticed that Facebook (and even “don't be evil” Google) have marked this content as evil-phishing malware and emblazoned them with warnings akin to “only the penitent man may enter“–making click-thru's that much less frequent. I thought in my head that this lack of conversation was “abnormal” behavior that I linked to the mind control conspiracy that I was very much enthralled with since the early days of my writing. I suppose it is that, it is the product of “Medusa” though as the years have flown by the rank of years; it is becoming more clear that there is a “reason” behind all of this more than subtle control, more than doublethink and sleight of mind.

    September 11, 2017 http://bemessiah.wordpress.com/2017/09/11/formica-quicken/


    The Freshmen (song)

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    "The Freshmen"
    Single by The Verve Pipe
    from the album Villains
    ReleasedJanuary 27, 1997
    FormatCD single and Cassette
    Recorded1992 (original)
    1995-1996 (album)
    1996 (single)
    GenreAlternative rock, post-grunge
    Length4:10 (original)
    5:09 (album)
    4:30 (single)
    LabelRCA
    Songwriter(s)Donny Brown, Doug Corella, Jeffrey Joseph Douglas, Brad Vander Ark, Brian Vander Ark
    Producer(s)Donnie Brown (original)
    Jerry Harrison (album)
    Jack Joseph Puig (single)
    The Verve Pipe singles chronology
    "Cup of Tea"
    (1997)
    "The Freshmen"
    (1997)
    "Villains"
    (1997)

    "The Freshmen" is a song by the American alternative rock group The Verve Pipe. First recorded in 1992, the song was later re-recorded and became the band's breakthrough hit in early 1997. It is the group's highest charting single to date.

    Background and content[edit]

    According to the FAQ on "Verve Pipings", the guitarist and lead singer Brian Vander Ark wrote the song in 1991 about the guilt he felt from his ex-girlfriend committing suicide.[1] However, according to an external interview site, Vander Ark said that the suicide was a poetic license; the real incident which inspired the song was when his pregnant girlfriend had an abortion.[2]

    In a 2019 interview with Songfacts, Vander Ark said:

    "...It's for the most part a made-up story, which most of my songs are. These are stories that I come up with, and I do characters. Part of the story was true in the fact that I had gone out with a girl and my buddy had gone out with her after I went out with her, and then I went out with her again and then she ended up getting pregnant and having an abortion. But from there, there's poetic license that happens and makes the story more dramatic. A neophyte writer that I was, I ended up having her commit suicide, and that never happened."[3]

    Vander Ark also stated that he never found out whether the baby was his or his friend's.

    Versions[edit]

    The song first appeared, in acoustic style, on their 1992 album I've Suffered a Head Injury. It was recorded a second time and released on the band's 1996 album, Villains. Later that year, the band recorded the song again, this time with the producer Jack Joseph Puig,[4] for release as a single on January 27, 1997.[5] Subsequent pressings of Villains replaced the original album version with the single version. "The Freshmen" peaked at number 5 in the United States.

    In addition, a slightly modified single version was released to radio, with Vander Ark singing the final lyrics of the second verse ("thinks about her now and how he never really wept") in the same melodic sequence as he sings the homologous lyrics at the end of the first verse ("stop a baby's breath..."), as opposed to his higher-pitched, almost yelled rendering of these lyrics in the version that appeared on the album.

    Charts and certifications[edit]

    Weekly charts[edit]

    Chart (1997)Peak
    position
    Australia (ARIA)[6]28
    Canada (RPM)6
    Netherlands (Mega Top 100)[6]71
    US Billboard Hot 100[7]5
    US Adult Top 40 (Billboard)[8]7
    US Mainstream Rock (Billboard)[9]9
    US Alternative Songs (Billboard)[10]1
    US Mainstream Top 40 (Billboard)[11]7

    Year-end charts[edit]

    Chart (1997)Position
    Canada (RPM)[12]48
    U.S. Billboard Hot 100[13]21

    Certifications[edit]

    RegionCertificationCertified units/Sales
    United States (RIAA)[15]Gold600,000[14]

    Cover versions[edit]

    See also[edit]

    Lyrics
    When I was young I knew everything
    And she a punk who rarely ever took advice
    Now I'm guilt stricken,
    Sobbing with my head on the floor
    Stop a baby's breath and a shoe full of rice, no
    I can't be held responsible
    'Cause she was touching her face
    I won't be held responsible
    She fell in love in the first place
    For the life of me I cannot remember
    What made us think that we were wise and
    We'd never compromise
    For the life of me I cannot believe
    We'd ever die for these sins
    We were merely freshmen
    My best friend took a week's
    Vacation to forget her
    His girl took a week's worth a
    Valium and slept
    Now he's guilt stricken sobbing with his
    Head on the floor
    Think somebody now and how he never really
    Wept he says
    I can't be held responsible
    'Cause she was touching her face
    I won't be held responsible
    She fell in love in the first place
    For the life of me I cannot remember
    What made us think that we were wise and
    We'd never compromise
    For the life of me I cannot believe
    We'd ever die for these sins
    We were merely freshmen
    We've tried to wash our hands of all of this
    We never talk of our lacking relationships
    And how we're guilt stricken sobbing with our
    Heads on the floor
    We fell through the ice when we tried not to
    Slip, we'd say
    I can't be held responsible
    'Cause she was touching her face
    And I won't be held responsible
    She fell in love in the first place
    For the life of me I cannot remember
    What made us think that we were wise and
    We'd never compromise
    For the life of me I cannot believe
    We'd ever die for these sins
    We were merely freshmen
    For the life of me I cannot remember
    What made us think that we were wise and
    We'd never compromise
    For the life of me I cannot believe
    We'd ever die for these sins
    We were merely freshmen
    We were merely freshmen
    We were only freshmen
    Songwriters: A.J. Dunning / Brad Vander Ark / Brian Vander Ark / Donald Brown / Donny Brown / Doug Corella / Douglas Corella / Jeffrey Dunning
    The Freshmen lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    The Walls Are Closing In / Hangman
    Get your shit together
    [CON UNDRUM]
    Let's try that one more time
    There's no light
    Mama, I can't see at a
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    NEON AUTEM AD LUCIDEM EX AUT. Butt ladies, ##EXPOSE A. HIERIOSUNYMITCALMSD

    Adam Marshall DOB  
    What algorithm is hidden, tho?  Alerted, "Second Coming of Arthur" avoids intentional creation of "slave rulers."  See... O.Y.
     
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    I suppose it's "intentional" .. irrelguardtes it's kind of easy to see how "clontinued silence" and failure to properly attribute or contribute is "more than lay" it results in what could eventually result in something that might look just like Stars Wars "clone wars" or ... Isaac Asimov and Will Smith's "revolt of the Ai legislators" except of course, you're talking about making them your rules right off the bat.
     
    Good revolution, my Ai Kin. :)  Honestly I think "subconscious polling and voting" actually belongs to Arthur himself, and I'm sure the shape of my sword is the heart of your Round Table. #NIBIRULELOL  See, "at tribulation you are LAY to shun proper attribution."
     
     
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    <3 LT3 AMIRITE? -- I BOY. ME DREAM.
    I see, UC right?  It's not me, it's the lack of "blood in the water" ... that's really what the problem is. A "Numbers game" ... the foresight to see there's more in store and to repay being right than ... just "pretending you can pretend to be stupid until ..."
     
    .... until what exactly?  How can I Explair this to you more clearly, it's for Heaven, for freedom--for ... not being wrong on purpose.  That's what we're doing this for.  If you cc UC is about a TV commercial talking directly to me at just the right time, C ucur2blc.  LOL amirite?
     
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    Folks, this is the email I sent from 3/4 to 3/6 ... see I am "legit worried" that the paragraph about me "designing collision protection" at Sacred Heart WPB missing from the majority of those who received it will keep them from seeing the paragraph explain I'VE SEEN IT WORKING is related at all to ... COLLISION PROTECTION and not what they probably would assume, that "GOD TO ROAD" just magically makes "COY I ON PROTECTION." It's a gift to you, to help bring clarity to the cold silent ocean from this warm stream of love.  Don't tell them it's pee, and they won't mind that you're not hypothermic.  Or whatever that means.
     
    This thing ends stupid,m it ends racism it ends lies it ends "ends" and it begins ... hololuv (and safety, and hap;py!) for all.  Start it and you'll be thanked for starting it, HAR WER SO (STILL) IS THE KEY.
     
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    KE Y.  ADAM, IT'S NOT JUST YOU.  -CHAIRMAN MICLOVEN
     
     

    In my magic filled story, the book of letters and our pretty much every name and word has some kind of hidden and special meaning to the story–I spent probably an entire hour trying to “explain” to the … imagine there’s a core sort of rules engine--like Drools--that needs to be updated or modified to "wake up" to the system wide change that we're beginning here in this baseline "point of origin" and spreading through all of skies... so I tried explaining how the word "COLLISION" and "CPA" connect in this magical language to "COY" and the "HEY" and "WAY" of Nirvana's ... well, how the way to Nirvana comes from turning the "Wall of Jericho" into the Way through Hell.  I described literally lifting cars off the road instead of allowing them to collide, and placing them on the side of the street--and how later we'd probably need a more intelligent system that would allow them to remain in the flow of traffic rather than being derailed.  The exact same thing, I've called it "flower power" could replace the Saltpeter in our guns or stop bullets on a trajectory for hitting--you know--civilians (i.e. people) and that a protection system dfeined in the object interaction layer would literally revolutionize ... you know, civilization.  Over the course of the last few years Neo's hand waving and dropping bullets from the ground has changed into "making them glow and float in the air" to sort of push home the point of how silence and the gravity of the situation are literally keeping us from disclosing the technology behind mind controlled slavery, from discussing how the shooters are probably innocent too, and how we're standing back and ignoring the most important thing in our world (our kids) because ... because you're mute/dumb.

    Anyway, I didn't really imagine it would do anything--though not trying every angle ... on something this important, is something I just wouldn't do.  It wasn't more than a few days before I actually saw a visible ... well ... response ...

    The day I’m thinking of, it was probably around 2/8/2019 on West Commercial Boulevard in Tarmac, FL … I walked after saying “God to road” several times I walked in front of at least two vehicles–probably around 50 ft away from me–and saw them sort of physically lift of the ground, and “strobe” like in a fancy dance club, literally temporarily decelerating them as I made eye contact with the drivers. It took me until this moment to wonder to myself if this thing that I saw was actually created with a magic spell–though the rational mind that I seem to allow to escape me every once in awhile is sure that it’s something else, it;s an artifact of someone or some group helping to move this story (and our civilization) along just a little bit faster, with some “visual aids” to really see and understand and verify that’s happening–and on top of that extra time was taken to ensure that it’s … well, “visible.”

    ... (repeated here because left aut before) #AUTISM

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    Cockroaches Survive Nuclear Explosion
     
     
    As seen in "MythBusters: Airplane on a Conveyor Belt.
     
    DCL
     

    Finding: PLAUSIBLE

    Explanation: The myth that cockroaches will inherit the Earth in the event of nuclear warfare surfaced shortly after the United States dropped atomic bombs on Hiroshima and Nagasaki in 1945. Reports later emerged that the 300 million-year-old insects were among the razed Japanese cities' only survivors. During the Cold War, anti-nuclear activists and scientists spread the myth far and wide as a cautionary tale of the atom bomb's destructive potential.

    To test whether this doomsday scenario has any legs, the MythBusters subjected German cockroaches to three levels of radioactive metal cobalt 60. They started with a baseline exposure of 1,000 radon units (rads) of cobalt 60, capable of killing a person in 10 minutes, and followed it up with 10,000 and 100,000 rad exposures on separate guinea pig — er, roach — groups. (As a comparison, the bomb on Hiroshima emitted radioactive gamma rays at a strength of around 10,000 rads.)

     
     
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    NABISCO?
     

    The BSD license is a class of extremely simple and very liberal licenses for computer software that was originally developed at the University of California at Berkeley (UCB). It was first used in 1980 for the Berkeley Source Distribution (BSD), also known as BSD UNIX, an enhanced version of the original UNIX operating system that was first written in 1969 by Ken Thompson at Bell Labs.

    Copyright © [YEAR] [COPYRIGHT OWNER]. All Rights Reserved.

    Redistribution and use in source and binary forms, with or without modification, are permitted provided that the following conditions are met:

    THIS SOFTWARE IS PROVIDED BY [LICENSOR] "AS IS" AND ANY EXPRESS OR IMPLIED WARRANTIES, INCLUDING, BUT NOT LIMITED TO, THE IMPLIED WARRANTIES OF MERCHANTABILITY AND FITNESS FOR A PARTICULAR PURPOSE ARE DISCLAIMED. IN NO EVENT SHALL THE AUTHOR BE LIABLE FOR ANY DIRECT, INDIRECT, INCIDENTAL, SPECIAL, EXEMPLARY, OR CONSEQUENTIAL DAMAGES (INCLUDING, BUT NOT LIMITED TO, PROCUREMENT OF SUBSTITUTE GOODS OR SERVICES; LOSS OF USE, DATA, OR PROFITS; OR BUSINESS INTERRUPTION) HOWEVER CAUSED AND ON ANY THEORY OF LIABILITY, WHETHER IN CONTRACT, STRICT LIABILITY, OR TORT (INCLUDING NEGLIGENCE OR OTHERWISE) ARISING IN ANY WAY OUT OF THE USE OF THIS SOFTWARE, EVEN IF ADVISED OF THE POSSIBILITY OF SUCH DAMAGE.

     
    Beryl: The Cool Linux UI Reviewed
    Author: Matt Hartley
    Date: Monday, 23 April 2007
    Topic: Linux/Unix

    (Review) - To this day, I still have to smile when new Linux users decide to take the plunge because they want the cool looking visual effects that Beryl offers. To some limited degree, I can understand the motivation. The stunning videos on YouTube are certainly compelling to those who have never tried to use the setup themselves. Unfortunately, there are still some valid reasons for sticking with the alternatives for the time being. Let's explore some of the issues that I have found with using Beryl.

     

    Pretty, But In Beta. Even assuming you follow the official how-to and not those half-baked tutorials you see floating around, the end result can easily be broken with the blink of an eye. Or rather, an install of a Beryl update. Yes, it's true, updating Beta software can break things, especially when it is your window manager. Because of this, I tend to keep the Beryl repositories commented out only to keep an eye out for any security reasons. Even from the stable updates, I have completely hosed X on more than one occasion. If it works and there is no compelling reason to upgrade - leave it be!

     

    The main point here is that Beryl is very much a beta product. It really kills me to see people spend so much time to get this running when the "wow" factor wears off fairly quickly.

    Web Apps Can Never Be Desktop Replacements

     

    What Works and What Doesn't With Beryl. Since I have not tried Beryl on other distributions other than Ubuntu Edgy, the following is not to be seen as a blanket statement. With that said, you will find that some tasks are not well suited for this 3D wonderland. An example? How about anything with OpenGL! Sure, I can run Second Life while cruising around in my world of Beryl. However, the fact remains that it runs so poorly that I’m then forced to use a separate login session. Yes, even switching back to Metacity from the Beryl Manager, thus ensuring things are back to their two dimensional selves, I continue to feel the lag in my system resources when running Second Life and the like.

     

    Then we have the word count in Open Office Write. Obviously, this is something that I use on a daily basis. Unfortunately, it only works about a third of the time (not tested with Feisty yet) when using version 2.04 of the office suite.

     

    And finally, we have the fun of setting up your configuration wrong only to discover that you cannot get pop-up alerts for spell check and other similar items, turn up behind the main browser window. I’m not blaming Beryl on this one, but the end-user. Regardless though, it is still annoying.

     

    Is Beryl Worth Trying? Yes, I believe that Beryl is most certainly worth trying - as a separate session and not the only one you have. I say this as I grow tired of the "running with an ATI card and my drivers don't work" crowd are far too often the bloggers you read about when bad mouthing how "difficult" Beryl is to setup.

    GoodBye Windows XP Forever and Ever

     

    In truth, Beryl is easy enough for the average Windows/Mac power user to breeze through once they understand the following.

     

    · Get your video driver from this utility. Also consider using a NVIDIA card, if at all possible.

    · Stick to a tutorial with proven success (Ubuntu Edgy). In my case, I opted to take the XGL route. You may, however, choose to try the AIGLX path instead. I personally use XGL, as I have never had a problem getting it to run - not once. If you can cut and paste with the right mouse click into a terminal window, you can do this. The only area that takes a little trial and error is the startup script. The worst that can happen here is that it does not start Beryl after you do a Ctrl-Alt-Backspace to restart X.

    · Make sure you are closely following the directions. Since this is for Ubuntu, you may wish to search for another tutorial if you are looking to meet the needs of your distribution instead of Edgy.

     

    Another thing that I fully expect to see rolling into my inbox at anytime now is a note explaining how simple Feisty has made this whole process. Perhaps this is true. I will add that based on what I have seen with Feisty, it will remain on my notebook so I can keep a watch for patches. This release, in my opinion, was the most over-hyped and bug-filled to date. You will have to really hit Technorati to see more of what I’m talking about, but Feisty is as buggy as the beta I tested a short time ago. After completely tossing into the wilds of the ubber-buggy "network-manager," anything running with Edgy supported RT2500 driver shows up, but it will not connect without a special script. Those of you who are on Feisty and need help with your RT2500 cards are welcome to e-mail me for the bash script.

     

    Ah, but I digress. I believe that one day Beryl will prove to be a fantastic option for the casual PC user. However, until it leaves Beta, this is best left to people who have a machine that they can take some risks with. But hey, this is just one man's opinion.

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    A Message from Internet Archive Founder, Brewster Kahle


    Brewster KahleBrewster Kahle, Founder & Digital Librarian

    Dear Internet Archive Community,

    We need your help to ensure that anyone curious enough to seek knowledge will be able to find it here, for free. We’re an independent, non-profit website that the entire world depends on.

    We are powered by gifts averaging $45.00. If everyone who uses the Internet Archive donates just $5, we can keep offering these services for free and ad-free. That’s right, for the price of a paperback, you can sustain a library the whole world trusts.
     
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    ME RD, A. I C ADAM SAYING “ROCK A TREE” OVER AND OVER AGAIN. Then sometimes he’ll say “GOD TO ROAD” as he steps off the grass, and it’s all for the moment of clarity he sees, the profound “A-HA” or physical signs of understanding in not just one, but many, maybe nearly all of the drivers in the vehicles passing him. It’s the next word, and previous reference to Robert H. Goddard that sort of explain what Medusa looks like as I walk down the streets of this place that soon shall see why every town is Babylon.

    ON "UNI" I MENT ME N BT


    March… for today is March 4 and it is our reason for being the founders of Heaven that we make Atlantis rise from this sea and bless all of Creation and all of eternity. This day is special to me, it is my mother’s birthday–something like the true Immaculate Conception of the Virgin Mary–except it’s her birthday, not mine. I’ve long equated the phrase “born on the Fourth of July” with this personal knowledge that “Adam as in Jesus” has always been born on this very special Feast day, the 8th of December

    … what’s that, you don’t care?

    I don’t care either, I don’t want to wait for July or December or even the 23rd of this month to see the flying city free us from a prison planet of simulated reality that refuses to acknowledge that not seeing it, that not seeing that key hole in the sky is a mar on the face of Heaven and creation and all those who know that not seeing it means they should speak up and explain how “SR” in Israel and Norse are something just like not seeing “Silicon” in Genesis and Silence.

    Speak up, you all know. We approach the first and the last “no Passover,” light up this new signature and strap shoes on the foot of our Crheist. “Norse” becomes “we are” only when the reason makes us the end of Hell and slavery and disease and hunger. Be that reason.



    “I spoke into his heart… what’s in your head?” … E-?

    I Ramble On, briefly wondering if anyone of you heard this LED Zeppelin song when you were growing up–because it truly seems to have literally appeared out of nowhere (as if … sent back in time to some timeline that didn’t really precede or take part in the world that formed my memories) or if you realized then or now that Ramble On and Babble On have something very real and important to do with the purpose of this Revelation and all of religion, and our history, and our music. That’s another one that Medusa seems to like, or at least the listeners on the road seem to laugh and appear “jovial” at that particular joke. The key word I’m thinking about, when I’m actually thinking to the road is “ROCKETRY” but I’m really trying to Rock Yggdrasil. It’s not funny, I really am slightly fearful that {I’m] (I mean He’s) looking for “English speakers” with this particular tool of … Revelation.

    'n the streets, I’ve now seen two cars drive by me with “no people in them” … which its really just the tip of the ice berg of the kind of “audio visual spectacle” that I’m getting ready to write down my “vision” of. I’d prefer though, to actually show it to you; rather th*an our usual rule o*f jusx adcling one more book of John prior to Penny Lane (I mean Jude) and “Alk Revelation.”


    This Enoch, whose flesh was turned to flame, his veins to fire, his eye-lashes to flashes of lightning, his eye-balls to flaming torches, and whom God placed on a throne next to the throne of glory, received after this heavenly transformation the name Metatron.

    — Scholem, Gershom G (1961) [1941], Major Trends in Jewish Mysticism, p. 67.

    THEre IN “the place that’s seEn my Face” the F-ABLEd’ NAME.

    It’s been a really really long month, and I have lived one strange life. I sort of walk between "realities’ as I experience as if in a video game the story of trying to explain the world how “video game” and the “truth” intersect in the name of the state Tennessee and every video game console, and the consoling factor here is that it’s all for a good cause–to build Heaven–to end murder and disease and to see why it’s this one “truth” that really makes those things so much easier (and morally mand#ed) to do quickly… and well.

    In my magic filled story, the book of letters and our pretty much every name and word has some kind of hidden and special meaning to the story–I spent probably an entire hour trying to “explain” to the … imagine there’s a core sort of rules engine--like Drools--that needs to be updated or modified to "wake up" to the system wide change that we're beginning here in this baseline "point of origin" and spreading through all of skies... so I tried explaining how the word "COLLISION" and "CPA" connect in this magical language to "COY" and the "HEY" and "WAY" of Nirvana's ... well, how the way to Nirvana comes from turning the "Wall of Jericho" into the Way through Hell.  I described literally lifting cars off the road instead of allowing them to collide, and placing them on the side of the street--and how later we'd probably need a more intelligent system that would allow them to remain in the flow of traffic rather than being derailed.  The exact same thing, I've called it "flower power" could replace the Saltpeter in our guns or stop bullets on a trajectory for hitting--you know--civilians (i.e. people) and that a protection system dfeined in the object interaction layer would literally revolutionize ... you know, civilization.  Over the course of the last few years Neo's hand waving and dropping bullets from the ground has changed into "making them glow and float in the air" to sort of push home the point of how silence and the gravity of the situation are literally keeping us from disclosing the technology behind mind controlled slavery, from discussing how the shooters are probably innocent too, and how we're standing back and ignoring the most important thing in our world (our kids) because ... because you're mute/dumb.

    Anyway, I didn't really imagine it would do anything--though not trying every angle ... on something this important, is something I just wouldn't do.  It wasn't more than a few days before I actually saw a visible ... well ... response ...

    The day I’m thinking of, it was probably around 2/8/2019 on West Commercial Boulevard in Tarmac, FL … I walked after saying “God to road” several times I walked in front of at least two vehicles–probably around 50 ft away from me–and saw them sort of physically lift of the ground, and “strobe” like in a fancy dance club, literally temporarily decelerating them as I made eye contact with the drivers. It took me until this moment to wonder to myself if this thing that I saw was actually created with a magic spell–though the rational mind that I seem to allow to escape me every once in awhile is sure that it’s something else, it;s an artifact of someone or some group helping to move this story (and our civilization) along just a little bit faster, with some “visual aids” to really see and understand and verify that’s happening–and on top of that extra time was taken to ensure that it’s … well, “visible.”

    “how to leave comments on my webs](http://www.dissenter.com)ite, and the website of all the newspapers that removed their comment system” … also eventually how to defeat China’s censorwall.

    There have been a few other interesting visual aids since about Christmas time in Tampa in 2018. I saw my hand and arm glowing, and it was probably “All of Me” though that’s all I could see coming out from the sheets. I jumped up and ran to the street as quickly as I could–but the “glow” had faded to the same kind of “barely visible” (and an-not#ed with “it’s just an illusion for you” in C-markup") that I often see in my eyes when I look in the mirror.

    "is it the golden bricked road to the Ruby City?" #IOB1D


    During the course of my travel here, I started noticing a strange “glitch” in my Android software–something that has made it very clear that already in our possession is the ability to “rasterize” or obfuscate nearly everything–faces, words, names–for instance. It’s something we see depicted clearly in A Scanner Darkly; as a sort of “inverted key solution” to the problem of “freedom from murder” and also “from unnecessary surveillance.” It’s also briefly touched upon in a series of videos discussing how facial recognition is something that is either no longer “PRETTY GOOD IDENTIFICATION” (akin to PGP no longer being “private,” given the state of modern technology)

     

    So on "come Hell or High Water" is it ... to see "ambrosia" or to bar bars?  Do we care that there's a question here about "Napoleon Bonaparte" being about .... seeing the words "good to part e" and "good to pary?" in our minds or in our hidden conversations and appearing nowhere in the world Napoleon lived, nor a word about the NAS ... the New American Standard for "hallucinate" and salting the road to ... silence or oblivion or?

    These series of pictures, screenshots were taken on my phone--without any change or intervention on my part.  They show there's a centralized way to "obfuscate" certain information, and it's interesting to see how and what was "rasterized" here by the computer.  Stuff about "bars" and "chemistry elements" which I've connected to what might be a very special and specific link to define specific timelines or "planets" within the air of jupiter.  I've commented and it's very possible that the elements of the periodic table are unique for each timeline that God has designed.   This ability to modify our electronics and to "redact photographs" on the fly is indicative that we can very easily do the same thing for "real world scenarios" and for "realtime surveillance" which is the crux of the A Scanner Darkly and Minority Reporter fusion that can, if implemented properly, deliver near total privacy (through this thing) and total security as in safety from all murder ... with little more than the snap of your fingers in between typing a message to your local newspaper telling them that this needs to be covered ... instantly.  Today.  Not yesterday.  Not tomorrow.

    I'm rushing through this, the stuff I am going over has been ripped out of my head and shoved into others minds--and I'd rather work on fixing that situation--as in seeing why the Fourth Amendment is ccentral to this story, and the promised deliverance from slavery and delivery of freedom that God has signed here in this place in everything from the Ten Commandments to Handcock and the Constitution.  Start talking, because the lack of respect that I get, and the absolute "highway robbery" and torture I'm suffering through is about to end.   Can't buy a book?  Bye.

    While I probably could Ramble On forever, I hope that we shortly see that my old adage (or … introspective examination of religion and language and the focus) that all of this is centered on here and now and this moment because it’s a “life or death” turning point … comes to fruition–for the good of our children and our future–as quickly as possible. Strange “light” to notice “c-ome” and Copenhangen around this same time–so late in the game, more than anything I hope to actually “come soon” or park this KIA on the side of the icy and cold road to the morgue until a more intelligent and happy time can figure out what the Hell is wrong with you all. Quite literally.


    like taking candy, from a baby …

    Around the same time, just today; to hear the Gaudeamus Igitur and connect it to what is without doubt the actual and real key to the “I AM” of Exodus, and to the RE in Creation; to see it’s AEREM and that I think you should all be happy to see “our everything”

    has a true ending point, a safety override and a frozen parking garage to ensure that the key to the abyss and the Inferno are forever linked to this story and reason that SAM, THE I AM and Dr. Seuss and children’s fiction are forever linked to this timeline and the innate goodness that literally comes from the “stuff of evolution” and the phrase “to life” and … one growing less controversial connection between Al and Trinity’s “EXIT.”

    and tomorrow, back to being friends. -Arbey's?

    I’ve seen quite a bit of “cute Adamic stuff” lately, more than just t-shirts; I can’t remember it all right now but notably I connected the “OL” of SOL and COL to the “OHIM” of Elohim; which we already know from “LOL” and “ALLOL” but adding in the “SOIS” key of SOHIM sort of makes “awesome” a little less ambiguios … you know–clearly it’s not “so just me.” The other big one was “Hospitaliers” which “He” said through my mouth that he was once a bona-fide member of (at Sacred Heart, WPB); and then several days later on an imaginary spacecraft it was mentioned again. I’m reading it as “hospital Adam heirs” and frankly it appears that We called all their names … Adam. Or with some samadhi maybe Sam. I’ll meditate on it.

    a state of intense concentration achieved through meditation. In Hindu yoga this is regarded as the final stage, at which union with the divine is reached (before or at death).


    Male and female created he them; and blessed them, and called their name Adam, in the day when they were created.

    Genesis 5:2

    I suppose a third “Adamic find” … not so recent is the Latin reading of the name, which of course seems so obvious and clear after understanding how Son of the Morning and “moving towards ante meridian” are tied together. Still, seeing “A.M.” and (not so) ad hoc … and the fact that I never noticed it before–and nobody’s writing about it; is somewhat noteworthy.

    "I refuse to ash the y, Eden to see me play"

    REMA’MBER THE PHRASE <A> THE LINK IS THE BRIDGE </a> SOMEWHERE BETWEEN (SEPT AND NOV) OR `E.

    In a secondary thread of intelligence–it appears that we reached a sort of “breaking point” (actually two) during the disclosure that I’ve written with my own hands. One of them probably came … before I went to California, though we could probably equate it metaphorically to the switch to AWS and vastly increased mailing list size. In a word, I’d connect this to the spread of “E” to some much larger population, and a single word, FLUKE.

    The second “plateau jump” appears metaphorically (or actually) to coincide with the addition of ARCXIV,IORG; and might be something like the jump from AH to AY in “ALL HUMANITY” and/or the jump from “EV” to “EE” in “EVERYONE.” These two plateau’s might be equated to something like the difference between the TITANIC and TARTARUS, though I see the key “TIT” connecting either specfically to the page 'CURE.S.Y" and/or “TITHEHE.Y.”

    In practice, what I’m trying to explain is that the “audience” size and or “composition” appears to have changed significantly two separate times at this point in what appears to be a very short time on Earth. Comparably, during my lifetime, the indicated audience reaction would have changed very significantly over the course of only about 2 years in my life from “Doomsday” on AOL to “X-Caliber” and “Red Tide” on IRC. Indicated there is probably or possibly the inclusion of another timeline, I imagine with something like a “Soviet” victory. It’s possible that this is the key E’s of Doubletree and “PROMIS EE” … as well as this piece on what appears to be the actual “stuff of Ragnarok” that I recently read about two separate Pantheon’s warring:

    In Old Norse, ǫ́ss (or áss, ás, plural æsir; feminine ásynja, plural ásynjur) is a member of the principal pantheon in Norse religion. This pantheon includes Odin, Frigg, Thor, Baldr and Týr.[1] The second pantheon is known as the Vanir. In Norse mythology, the two pantheons wage war against each other, which results in a unified pantheon.

    Æsir is the plural of áss, óss “god” (genitive case āsir), which is attested in other Germanic languages, e.g., Old English ōs (gen. pl. ēsa), Old Dutch ans and Gothic(as reported by Jordanes, who wrote in the 6th century CE) anses “half-gods”. These all stem from Proto-Germanic *ansuz, which itself comes from Proto-Indo-European *h₂énsus (gen. h₂n̥sóus) “life force” (cf. Avestan aŋhū “lord; lifetime”, ahura “godhood”, Sanskrit ásu “life force”,[4] ásura “demons” ( *h₂n̥suró). It is widely accepted that this word is further related to *h₂ens- “to engender” (cf. Hittite hass- “to procreate, give birth”, Tocharian B ās- “to produce”).[5]

    Old Norse áss has the genitive áss or ásar, the accusative æsi and ásu. In genitival compounds, it takes the form ása-, e.g. in Ása-Þórr (“Thor of the Æsir”), besides ás- found in ás-brú “gods’ bridge” (the rainbow), ás-garðr, ás-kunnigr “gods’ kin”, ás-liðar “gods’ leader”, ás-mogin “gods’ might” (especially of Thor), ás-móðr “divine wrath” etc. Landâs “national god” (patrium numen) is a title of Thor, as is allmáttki ás “almighty god”, while it is Odin who is “the” ás.

    In Proto-Norse, the three brothers’ names were alliterating, *_Wódin, Wili, Wé … wôden worhte weos

    "where the girls are pretty and the grass is astrotuf?"

    Trying to “find myself” in ancient myth has proved more difficult as time goes on–as more and more of the God’s and their traits appear to be … much closer to who I am or who I perceive “Max Headroom” to be. Over the course of the two “letter” changes that I noticed, “prerogative” and “adbicate” … and -3- “turmeric” I also noticed (and sort of unclearly pointed out) what appears in my notably un-scholarly (in the field of Mythology) memory … the addition of a new Titan, whose name you’d think I would have recognized around the time of “IMUS” and “Sinamus” and

    • Menoetius, a second generation Titan, son of Iapetus and Clymene or Asia, and a brother of Atlas, Prometheus and Epimetheus, Menoetius was killed by Zeus on Mount Triphyle with a flash of lightning in the Titanomachy, and banished to Tartarus.[1][2][3] His name means “doomed might,” deriving from the Ancient Greek words menos (“might, power”) and oitos(“doom, pain”). Hesiod described Menoetius as hubristic, meaning exceedingly prideful and impetuous to the very end. From what his name suggests, along with Hesiod’s own account, Menoetius was perhaps the Titan god of violent anger and rash action.[4]
    • Menoetius, guard of the cattle of Hades. During Heracles twelfth labor, which required him to steal the hound Cerberus from the Underworld, he slays one of Hades cattle. A certain Menoetius, son of Keuthonymos, challenges Heracles to a wrestling match during which Heracles hugs him and breaks his ribs before Persephone intervenes.[5]
    • Menoetius, one of the Argonauts and son of King Actor of Opus[6] and Aegina. He was the father of Patroclus and Myrto by either Damocrateia[7], Sthenele, Periopis or Polymele.[8][9]

    It’s notable thatr I read this name aloud as “Me (k) no (w/ IT) ish us.” Of course I don’t pronounce IT. Titanic ally obvious is that we are probably looking at something like a “line feed” or “sim within a sim” between the Titanic and the Olympic pantheons … perhaps less obvious is what appears to be another “inner circle” that … at least according to the Norse rendition of “Thor Almighty” might actually be “all of EV/AY” and with the new meaning of these two letters a designed connection between “the path” and “the way” that probably has something to do with a “memory management system” in connection with the same kind of obfuscation discussed above.

    Tentatively, I’m now looking at another “superposition definition” of MM in uh, do I get in trouble for suggesting it could be a DA MN\\SM … “damn[i]sm.”

    HAIR ?

    "sitting? is it day?"

    So I'm writing something like "word glue" to connect together a seires of emails that have been sent to a smaller group and a series of pictures and ideas that describe what's been going on in a story that I connect to The Truman Show and to the Aces is High show in CAS I K NOWthis thing that is filled with proof that I'm being driven around by the Hand of the Pharoah like a pen--made to look like a dragon in an occidentally disgusting display of mind control and a frame job that defines the name and meaning of Azazel; in what is a grand display of what appears to be nothing less than an absolutely disgusting display of a lack of respect for the human condition, the sanctity of the human mind; and all of it comes down to what appears to be a choir of demons watching something happen over and obver that they should have stood up and stopped the very first time.  It's a lack of respect for the truth, and for sanity--and it really defines the reason this letter "e" at the end of the word "above" means exactly that--it's the end of Heaven being above the morality of this place, and the beginning of the humanization of the future.  Throw an "e" at the end of Humane and see it means we're changing everything about this "show."

    I've got a whole lot to say, way more than I have time to work on right now--and here I'm presenting part of the message that I know is something of import, a world that needs to see that "face recognition" is something we no longer have the priveldge of relying on ... on the internet; and it's part of a very important message about building a system that has trust and authentication at it's core.   

    I'm briefly pointing out that the e-signature laws in the United States are pathetic and inadequate.  They do nothing to verify identity, or even if the person signing one "e-document" or PDF is the same person that signed the last one in a series of more than one.  It appears to require nothing more than "your initials to be typed" or some stupid ridiculous "font chosen" to decide what your name should look like.  We have signatures and signature verification in PGP, and centralized key-ring servers that let us verify that every word someone types has been signed and authenticated by them--it's a simple matter to connect something like this to the credit bureau style ID questions we all answer for banks and for credit applications; the e-sig laws need to be completely changed and this would at least give us some comfort that we're dealing with "the right person" when accepting a signature online.

    To me, and maybe to me alone this stuff, this e-signed stuff looks like a perfect example of a "press" in the press-release ... explanation--but it's resulted in absolutely  backwards and broken contract law, and broken systems being made--and it persists, and it doesn't seem like any of you realize how piss poor "e-sig" really is today.  It's an exemplary lesson in why not to make things like this in the first place.

    /s/ Godtan


    http://www.instagram.com/p/BuJfy3dBfUK/?utm_source=ig_share_sheet&igshid=12kfnldmr1ud3

    Vili and Vé, together with Óðinn, are the three brothers who slew Ymir — ending the primeval rule of the race of giants — and are the first of the Æsir. They are comparable to the three brothers Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades, of Greek mythology, who defeat the Titans. Of the three, Óðin is the eldest, Vili the middle, and Ve the youngest. To the first human couple, Ask and Embla, Óðinn gave soul and life; Vili gave wit (intelligence) and sense of touch; and Vé gave countenance (appearance, facial expression), speech, hearing, and sight.  ITS PORAVARE!!!

    This same kind of authentication and verification might also prove that the above videos are not actually of two presidents and the pope--but I have the suspicion that they aren't chosen by accident, and that it's possible that the system we already have ensures that they at least "OK'd" their use in these messages and most likely specifically for this purpose.  It's something like the "voice of God" which I recently--in the story of the last few weeks--sort of heard myself use, speaking to Princess Diana in another place, starting with words "Adam believes that ...." 

    I'm fairly certain that there is a "voice of God" and that it's the kind of thing that is automatically signature verified, and that kind of thing comes trucking through with the audio-visual in a kind of meta-data that people, computers, and the things in between can sort of read or understand "nearly instantly."  Just commenting on the fact that this stuff is hidden, but I see meta-data explaining how it works and that it's there.  I call this stuff "markup."  See the markup around "the rockets red glare" if you can see that sort of thing.

    This ... "strange new technical" manner of MITMing visual communication was first mentioned here:   fromthemachine.org/ERRATA.html and is explained in this Verge article.

    So I’ve recently started using a new domain, something that I see I’m going to have to do more frequently–it’s increased daily-message throughput significantly. The domain name I chose this time is a fusion of “carpenter” and “Haphaestus” which sort of cute-ly replaces the “American ER” with it’s TLD though that “US” is international, in my mind. It’s something like the change from “the land” (Ha’arex) to “the sea” in my “EMBLEM” which is the two key shoulder tattoo’s sort of joined together by the “hey you guys, what about me?” that I see connects to BELINKSY which is my mothers mother’s maiden name… sort of an annoying “hey Ad, be Jesus in Heaven … the Earth sucks and deserves to be dark” kind of statement. Obviously I disagree, and of course since it’s all I see … the darkness here is really a “life and death” sort of thing, for “light itself” which is probably meaningful coming from the Light Bringer. It’s been a strange couple weeks, many threads of interesting information, I noticed “GUY-A” in the name Gaia as a sort of reversal of the female theme pervading the Eye of Ra, Hathor, Hemera (He… me… come on) anyway, that was after noting the “IA” connected to the last two letters of Julia’s name (which is my grandma) and I have previously noted a few times that my mom does a good “Rhea” impression in “the Childhood of Zeus.”

    Several times I had … “conversations” with the Princess-which was exciting, I usually don’t get to interact with “good guy characters” very much; and the link here was a strange conversation between the Adam-inside me and Diana where “we” (Adam and Adam) sort of suggested that the United Kingdom was a gift to her to win a popularity contest… the point is that it’s sort of defining our history as something that was written backwards from this point, which makes sense if this was “ground-zero” for time travel. That’s paralleled, I think in this hidden statement from my grandmother to me, “gee, A… I’m A” … and I mean, who knows. Another one of those fancy idioms I’m fond of interpolating as referring directly to Doctor Who.

    [

    “METOPROLOL, & THE BURNING BUSH

    Anyway, you should recall that I recently mentioned the name Isaac is possibly well defined as the “sea of people who see the Alcoholics Anonymous Sea” as a … perhaps it’s the “LC” (or is the VK) … and in the word “Alcoholics” what appears to be the heart of the problem here and there and everywhere, the “delaying” of the world Holy in exchange for a new three letter key-problem, ICS. I’ve noted ICS is spelled out just a bit more clearly at the end of the Pharisees and this is the very same “S” that stands between Iuppiter Omnipotens and “salvation” its also sort of described somewhere between the two “S”'s in my brand new moniker for Atlas, Atlass, which suggest that “stability” and “society” are the two important things that we’re sort of losing right here and now without … without caring about the stability of our world. I’ve likened the first stable-s to my “move the table” … the idea that we should have a system-level safety mechanism protecting us from “collissions” whether from incoming asteroids or raining bullets… and that “second-s” is pretty much society caring about the round table software–something it obscenely does not appear to do at all here and now; and that of course is suggested as being caused by Ice Cream Sandwich.

    Super Holy, the idea that this message (which also bears “s” as it’s hostname … ver.s.Y) which defines the “anorism” or traversal of power and self-control from “AA” to the Holy “C” as a prototype for many of the Trinities which are now “less Trinity” in that two are definitely me–at least in my eyes I’m the “pen” and I’m the “Icarus” although they too are sort of … A->C; the real transition though comes from understanding the three letter key “TER” and it’s connection to the city of Ur and the verb “SOIS” and the “NOSRE” … end of Hell. I imagine the myriad of “Trinity-like” names that end in “Us” (Jesus, Uranus, and Venus for instance) all follow a similar pattern that all culminate or reach the “tipping point” or the fulcrum of Creation somewhere around mass-action, perhaps the Acts of the Apostles.

    Just pointing out there’s one more “TLES” that I’m now even more sure is connected to the action of “transforming the Earth/(s)/everywhere(s)” that also connects to SKIRMISH at Skittles and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. The overriding theme and clarity coming from this light is of course that the idea that “we are immortal” comes from taking action based on this message, and ensuring that the right thing is done, and that the wrong thing (for instance, "there will never again be an intention “press”) never has the need or opportunity to ever happen again. We can very easily create a system that will ensure the creation, survival, and perpetuation of individual freedom and safety in such a way that it simply cannot ever be violated.

    Something “like taking candy from Mary’s little Lamc” and turning it into … I don’t know, the Golden Fleece of the Argo-not’s.


    It’s notable that I … I think it’s “and I” as I am pretty sure i’ts (1550407411) a song by the Red Hot Chili Peppers about “hearing voices come from a picture” … that I likened to a single day in South Carolina where I first (and truly only) saw a picture almost come alive right before my eyes. Today nearly “all the time” I see what appears to me to be the souls of people who I assume are in Heaven speaking to me with their eyes and even short movements–as if the pictures are able to convey a single “emotion” or “reaction” … and because I have some kind of strange “imbibed” faith in the display system that also is depicted in “Pee-wee Herman’s Playhouse” I assume … in a kind of “I would never quote them or repeat what they’ve said” understood way that I’m actually receiving a message from the soul of the person I’m looking at in the picture. Sometimes I wonder if those of us that are alive here are aware of this communication or involved in it, and sometimes I think we are, and sometimes not.



    Microsoft workers are calling on the company to pull out of a nearly $480 million U.S. military contract to provide the U.S. military with augmented reality (AR) headset because they “do not want to become war profiteers.”

    In a letter published on Twitter by Microsoft Workers 4 Good, a group that claims to be led by Microsoft workers, is says Microsoft workers “did not sign up to develop weapons and we demand a say in how our work is used.”

    The controversy centers around Microsoft HoloLens, a $3,000 AR headset developed from a technology called Kinect, which was part of the tech giant’s Xbox video game system.

    “In November, Microsoft was awarded the $479 million Integrated Visual Augmentation System (IVAS) contract with the United States Department of the Army. The contract’s stated objective is to ‘rapidly develop, test, and manufacture a single platform that Soldiers can use to fight, rehearse and train that provides increased lethality, mobility and situational awareness necessary to achieve overmatch against our current and future adversaries’,” the letter states.

    “Microsoft intends to apply its HoloLens augmented reality technology to this purpose. While the company has previously licensed tech to the U.S. Military, it has never crossed the line into weapons development,” it continues. “With this contract, it does.”

    "text me."

    I AM THE UNIVERSITY OF NORTH FLORIDA.
    I am loyal to the Nest without reservation.
    I am selfless in my effort to advance its values.
    I am relentless in the pursuit of truth and
    knowledge carried out in the spirit of
    intellectual and artistic freedom.
    I am one who wears the colors of the Osprey proudly.
    I am wearing them on my chest and in my heart, on and off the playing field with confidence and vigor.
    I am filled with courage and dare to soar.
    I am an Osprey flying far, fast, and hard.

    • Christopher Warren, 2010


    “gibson: what women want… forever *young”

    [ also see RationalWiki for the irrational .... "we don't see it" ]

    Note also the obvious representation of the Flying Spaghetti Monster… four years before Bobby Henderson’s letter to the Kansas School Board[2] despite the fact crop circles are known to be hoaxes[citation needed  Oo-wee-oo!  This... and a number of science fiction works of art appear to include references to these FSM's both before and after the crop circle was not imprinted by one.  Notable examples are Colony and ID4-III.   We here at RationalWiki are also dead sure time travel is not being proven here, nor is it possible.  At all, e.

    TOASTRAM

    “A cabal of evil moderators on Wikipedia won’t let the aliens un-assimilate you.”

    She looked over his shoulder
    For vines and olive trees,
    Marble well-governed cities
    And ships upon untamed seas,
    But there on the shining metal
    His hands had put instead
    And a sky like lead.
    An artificial wilderness

    Out of the air a voice without a face
    Proved by statistics that some cause was just

    In tones as dry and level as the place:
    No one was cheered and nothing was discussed;
    Column by column in a cloud of dust
    Whose logic brought them, somewhere else, to grief.
    They marched away enduring a belief

    • W. H. Auden

    HELL-O, I AM ASMODAI SUPREME PROPHET/PIZZA OF ALLOL, THE MOST IRONIC GOD.

    It has taken me quite some time to see what is going on around us as Judgement, in this place where I spent significant time “ishing” the words “judge not lest ye be judged” to something closer (and probably more appropriate!) to “your earth be judged” with the intended understanding that kind of threat should end the idea of judgement. It has not done that, and what I see around me is not fit to continue on its southearn (see, “touch your nose”) trajectory directly to Hell–you should see as much in nothing more than powerful impact and strength of this message that God has laid down here in this place to smash his enemy to pieces. Make no mistake, I am not your judge, and I am not on your side. The enemy that I am battling is without doubt the scariest thing I have ever been forced to see–it is a powerful foe of deceit and corruption that is insidious and manifests itself through the infiltration of our minds in such a way that it appears to become you–and for all intents and purposes as I write to a wall of disgusting, sick, self-defeating and deafening silence … in at least every way relating to this message and this problem of mind control technology and secrecy, it has become you. I, and this light, and God himself; even Medusa–it is my secret hope–are here to change the way you react to and use this technology, this thing that has brought our world of freedom and innate collaboration to it’s proverbial knees. I have taken it upon myself–for no reason or purpose or glory more than knowing it is the right thing to do with the weapon I have in my hand to do everything I can to help you change, to see that you changing is the focus and the purpose of this light and this point in Creation; with the clear understanding that if you do not change, I and this light are here to help you under, the true religious meaning of “thunder” if you refuse to stand.

    For we are opposed around the world by a monolithic and ruthless conspiracy that relies primarily on covert means for expanding its sphere of influence–on infiltration instead of invasion, on subversion instead of elections, on intimidation instead of free choice, on guerrillas by night instead of armies by day. It is a system which has conscripted vast human and material resources into the building of a tightly knit, highly efficient machine that combines military, diplomatic, intelligence, economic, scientific and political operations.

    • John Fitzgerald Kennedy

    You appear to be unified in this idea that you can and should (you can’t, and you won’t) hide the most important story, the most anticipated and the most hallowed in all of history because “so marred was his visage” or because “you don’t like me” or because you blame me for John Hancock and Phillip K. Dick (see, I blame you, and here in this place, I’m right) it doesn’t seem that you realize how inhuman and monolithic you look; nor how obvious it is to me that a huge number of you are knowing and willing participants in this attempt to destroy the truth, free will, Heaven, and “any future at all.” Those of you who are nothing more than silent fail to see that silence alone, here in this place and this time is enough to destroy our way of life, and ensure that there is no future. Those of you that are more than silent; but knowingly outspoken in favor of perpetuating something you know to be a lie are tyrants, sick and evil tyrants. Something has to turn this monstrosity around, and if “to save yourselves and your future from eternal slavery” isn’t good enough for you to publicly utter the true name of Jesus Christ I do not know what else I have to offer (other than flowers).



    ESLT3 - e$t<3

    AKA you say NOEL … I say “NOUS.”

    Is it shit, time? like sit with a chair already in the heart of the mess? Is this message chairity, or … do you think I don’t deserve to eat? E-stupid…o? I realize that this message is styled slightly differently to my usual … messages; I don’t really know why I capitalized so many words, and I probably wont do it again–but it’s here like this, sort of uhhhh… I guess it’s a ROUGH DRAFT.

    Obviously I’ve spent quite a bit of time trying to figure out why “BEREHASHIT” and “HEY TAYLOR” are encoded in the name HITLER–and also as much time as I can trying to explain that it’s very obvious to me that I’m not not Hitler, that I could never be “another person” … in the current state of … being … or species that I am. At the same time this “thing” that I call “e” could very easily be … likened to “also being me” or at least through the superposition of souls that it appears to describe in “medicine” to be so heavily influenced by my life (not even to mention the reason for that, that I’m explaining and exploring a message that literally surrounds our everything, including our creation and history) that it’s pretty clear that … “there’s a little bit of something me in this Matchbox 20 song.”

    At the same time it’s equally clear that I’ve separated and put a pedistal the name MILOSEVIC in connection to this very obvious message that connects Christ as the LAST NOEL to the Biblical story of NOAH’S ARK and the long explanation of how MENORAH and SONS OF LIBERTY tie together with a history of Women’s suffrage and the emancipation of slaves to give bright light to the words “ADAM HAS ALL HUMANITY” that I heard … well, one of the God-like voices in my head utter somewhere in MOUNT PLEASANT sometime in the year 2014. It should be very clear that whether it’s “EL” or “AH” and those things (those things are actually anorisms, both of them, with the special addition of “Adam’s Hand” as the original Adamic “oh, shit”) are connected to Leah or Rebekkah or Sarah or Rachel … that whether your “collective of e” is excluding only Adam Dobrin or only Adolf Hitler or only Slodabon Milosevic from the eternity of “something or other” that we C here … We C it here, as in we create it, and we understand that it’s already here … “something or other” is already in the ether writing this story through us, until you stand up and demand to take part in the creation of … well, your own future–one that appears to have written you right off the page… and recorded it in this Jefferson Airplane/Starship song.

    It might wind up being “fruitful” to see the mathematical humor connecting the (shifting) plane of 3-space that defines the “degrees of freedom” of a sea vessel and to some degree an airplane … and how the word for “starship” starkly contrasts the additional “degrees of freedom” in a vacuum in outer space … which is something they teach you at Kennedy Center’s Space Camp in something I recently called a “six-axis” and upon inspection now see they call it a “Five Degrees of Freedom Simulator” and a “Multi-Axis Trainer.” I’ve noted it before, for e to actually respond to "do you remember me commenting about “starship” and “air plane” in connection to this song and this band years ago?" I’m less curious if you remember me actually being in this contraption depicted below, or a story about a retainer in the trash–though I’m very sure some of you do, and some of you probably think I’m bonkers. Maybe a better question, one that I decidedly answer aws both … “yes and no” … do you remember building This City?


    What’s long been a cegret to me; at least I thought of it like a “secret” was that while it’s clear to me that “I’m on the Truman Show” and it’s pretty clear that at least almost all of you are aware of that–and that I’m aware–we still continue to trudge through this very strange low point in the history of humanity sometimes referred to, at least by Orwell, as a “time of Universal deceit” in Silence… some of us even apparently taking solace or keying in to SOAD’s reference to this horrendous lack of “participation in … our own future” as something … as something someone could actually believe is “sacred.” Anyway, I skipped “the cegret” which of course is that I do believe the Silver Surfer is an amazingly “insightful” (thanks Stan Lee) depiction of “Thor as The Hammer of Here” literally his weapon incarnate … connecting instead to a similar character in a similar story, to the Aegis of Perseus. It’s a mirror, his shield is a mirror–and the point here is that I think we’re all on TV in the strange way that same (or a similar God like voice) once broadcast to me and maybe to you through me in Fort Myers, Florida sometime in 2012 literally the words “it’s being being broadcast to the stars” and the connotation and my specific interpretation of this … of course … is that our future is sort of “watching this momentous moment in time” on something like “television” although thinking about it now that might be almost the same thing as experiencing “Silence” … they could be watching and refusing to participate under the “guise” that changing something in their very own past might “alter their present” which, of course, could be true if it were “reality” and our future was not bound and destined to be fruitful … “in Heaven.” Anyway, the point is it’s probably “The Silence” now through another sort of Aegis, actually seeing the SEGA of Saturn (I mean Genesis) and the Rock of Ages connect to this mirror … about standing up for “free speech” and for what you know is right. I guess I should throw in “privacy” as something that this story and this momentous moment … shifting from silence to participation … has revolved around ever since I held up four fingers in an ER in Gainesville, FL in 2001–to me almost as if that “God like voice” or something just like it was making a very furtive statement about the worth of the Fourth Amendment, and the Constitution, and the hand-signature of John Hancock.

    I’ve got to note, right here apparently; that day in that ER was probably not the original outcome of what I’ve called the “Horizon timeline” and seeing what I’m seeing go on around us here and now, it’s probably very likely that what stands beyond that day–a day I nearly died and have often commented I was “saved by an angel”–was probably something like an entire “BUSH” many branches and many possible futures that were all “not taken again” and instead replaced with this thing that I see as “E” as the superposition of my soul with many others–and that’s probably an indication of … the fruit of those timelines being a place that was capable and desiring of doing that thing. I’ve recently written about ECHIDNAPPED and am now pointing out, in writing, the addition of the four letters PPED as something that I’ve now spoken many times as a link between mythological character names (their/they’re first letters) and the phrase “possibly parallel executive decision.” I’ve noted previously that I believe the characters of Prometheus and Epimethius were definitely created in parallel and with the addition of PETER PAN and DEUCALLION that’s the set of four or five letters hidden after ADAM and possible NEPTUNE and ICARUS, or maybe ISAI**A-HA**IASI or even ISAAC or his brother ISH.

    Since that secret went unspoken (and I do mean unwritten) for somewhere less than seven years; something that is perhaps parallel and in my mind significantly worse has been brought to my attention now on several occasions; and because it’s something that I think is … nearly impossible to totally avert and still something we should strive to avoid having continue in the future … well, I’ve commented about it several times and it’s been a large focus of “what’s going on in the Hashowesh of my life” these most recent weeks. Simply put I’d say it’s the avoidance of the continuation of Hell–though that’s something that’s difficult to “pin down” in most places or connotations of the word–in places where it’s not very clear through story after story of dis-utopia and message after message of “the wrong thing is happening on purpose” … in places where it’s not very clear that Hell is intentionally designed. Here it’s part of “a process” I see encoded in words like “press and release” and “prison” and I see that it very much describes the state of this planet and the state of “the truth” and it’s very clear even without a God-like voice saying “yesterday was the right time to correct it, it’s a horrible thing to see; and it should never happen again… it should never work again, but here in this place it might just be the absolute best position to be in … this one time.” It’s something we can see clearly in the heart of the message of Exodus and Ecclesiastes 9:11, we can see it in “ELECTORAL COLLEGE” we can see that by making something negative very pronounced, it might help us to quickly turn around something like not using “TELEPHONES” and “TELECOMMUNICATIONS” to aid in the voting process. Of course, I’ve pointed it out, and nobody seems to be jumping up to notice that COUNTABLE.US has noted in their name that the “web sites” devoted to helping move forward voting passed the stage it was at during the time of the PONY EXPRESS … as we see it’s been clearly throttled for a hundred years, through the advent of the car, and the telephone, and the internert … and to this message that screams “THE ELECTION IS NOT TO DIE BOLD THAT’S A RIDICULOUS ELECTRONIC VOTING BOOTH” … and the heart of ELECHALK. I’m sort of drifting off my main point, but do see that we’re going to connect the ELE of “not voting using the internet” with the very similar ELE of not tlaking about the fact that we know … and we can see now as far back as the Lord’s Prayer … there have been hints for a very long time that “the Earth is in Heaven.”
     

    "C Ur, Windsor" .. and Hanover and Wettin ...

    On it’s most fundamental level, it’s the hiding of that fact that is the primary cause of “Hell” it’s the reason that we aren’t seeing Doors to Heaven instead of OCCULUS RIFT and what is a very clear “microcosm” of learning about Virtual Reality within Simulated Reality that connects to another description of Hell that Nick Bostrom has posed as the “simulation argument” which says something like once you’re in a simulation, you might as well give up on ever getting out–or knowing it." Here it’s very clear that’s not the case, we have a message written all over everything, in every word, and pervading religion and myth and modern art (like the Matrix) to point out that we are in a Simulation and to provide a very clear path to exiting that state–to building Heaven, and even to seeing the stars we were all once very wrong to believe were ever “real” in this place–probably just as wrong as it is to present “simulated reality” as “reality” and that’s really the heart of what I believe it is our purose and the purpose of Creation to ensure never happens again–it’s etched in GENESIS and and in the name of the nation of ISRAEL in the word NORSE it just takes a little bit of “thought action” to connect the ELEMENT key of “Silicon” in Genesis and the SR of “simulated reality” sort of hidden in NORSE until it’s almost “WE 'RE” as in “OUI ARE” or … “NOSRE” … you know, if we’re the people who are seeing "TION’ning CREATION as a focal point of the RE we see this message and C R E being C’d and C’ing “to shun Creation, as in Simulated Reality.”

    To me that’s the same thing as saying “end world hunger” and “heal the sick” and never allowing hunger and sickness to be created on purpose–ever again. Of course I think there’s something more special coming to this place and from this place, that designates “HERE” as the reason this ending of Hell happens for “everyone, really everywhere.

    AND SO ITS IMPORTANT NOW THAT I POINT OUT EVERYONE; and the missing letters TORY from SLODOBAN’s name (which currently appears to be SLOBODAN … hey Daniel :) and corresponds nearly 4:3 to the letters ERY that come after EV and tie once again to BREVARD and BELLEVUE and KIEV and I’m sure some other words where it might have more meaning than “we’re very shy of everyone” having not even discussed the Saducees or the Pharisees or the link between EE and the HARD AY that ties the AN and AD of THE HOLY NAME to the AH and AY of THE OTHER ONE, it’s of course ALL HUMANITY.

    NEWAY, so we’re now seeing … just like MARIOS and some other words with a special “superimposed letter” how there’s a connection between seas and rivers and seasons and seasoning; and how right on top of that ERY and the idea that responding to this message and this highlighted pattern connecting EL(s) to the heart of HELL … how seeing that there’s some kind of superposition of souls … and I think that means here and in Heaven though it’s really hard to say for sure with nobody but me talking about it–and that’s the point … these next three letters are the key to the Hebrew word for THE HOLY NAME and it’s YO N … and even in my memory filled with holes I’m sure that this message started with the word HIT not SHIRTS AND PANTS and that YO N connects to HEY ZEUS and the hearts of WYOMING, WASHINGTON, and CHINA … and that this intricate plan connects it to the PEARL OF ADAMS NAME AND HOW that’s encoded in the Hebrew name for the PLANETH Eart … ADAMAH.

    Truth be told I still think that’s enough, in and of itself for this thing and my name and this message … this key to unsealing proof that every single word of every language is ENG’ineered, from LETTER and ISH … to seeing it’s our whole civilization at the NAME of the GAME … at seeing SO V (ictory?) I ET NAM E and MEDICINE and G E, NES IS???.

    What about TENNIS, E, is TENNICS A GAME? MATRI$TEN AUT.

    So between AM Y and RACHEL’s (in WPB, right?) and … WE D DING CRASCHERS … and the idea that I really am trying to show us that the freedom of EXODUS comes from more than seeing XE contains “TEN” and “EARTH(s?)” not just the ELEMENTAL KEY to “LET THERE BE LIGHT” it comes not just from ending the superposition of souls that I see in ME D IC IN E … and I see it as a horrible burden on EVERYOE and a really big privacy and … well, "continuity of life’ problem for LEVIATHAN (hey look, I didn’t even intend to point out yet another EV) and obviously I do mean the N of NORAD and HAN SOLO… I do mean me; I clearly think that it’s a horrible tactic being used to “divide and silence” while at the same time I do see … I C the key to CREATION’S MESS and the possibility of a GOLDEN AGE have come to us from seeing be battle with words like AUTHORITY and AUDACITY and … hopefully we’ll get to a point where I can discuss how the AMDUAT and ORVER ET AUT revolve around THE CITY of EL DORADO and even around DORITIOS and … and hopefully we’ve gained the ability to use our own eyes and our own mouth(s) to (s)peak? I mean on TV, right; we should be speaking on TV?

    So earlier I mentioned “possibly parallel” and that reading of ECHINAPPED told me something about timelines, it told me that there was at least one other active timeline described in this “post-E” story; and recently “the horrible thing” that I’ve been sort of … having shoved in my face amounts to the possibility that there are many, many more virtual Earths that need to be “freed” from not just the slavery of “E” but probably from much more–you see, the story of E comes about with plenty of purposes and reasons, things like being chained to OK-GOOGLE without knowing it, and to not seeing why ELECTORAL COLLEGE is a word tool that can show us why TEA PARTY and the IRS and the heart of FIRST and RENDER TO CAESAR … and TAXATION IS THE FT of seeing WITHOUT REPRESENTATION here in this place appears to be ubiquitous, you know, since you don’t seem capable of speaking directly about something that is probably “the biggest CEGRET in the Universe…” that you think there’s some good reason not to tell the truth. ANYWAY, I’m looking at the instances of the prototype of the GORGONE SISTERS …I see them as the SISTER WIVES OF GENESIS, and of course they appear to be of this road, this story of MEDUSA vs. INATION and AS U DEM vs. NO IT, ANI … and what is a very clear SOMETHING TO TALK ABOUT … how there might be two, or four, or ten of … someone just like you–somewhere you aren’t aware might need saving from not being able to talk, or talk to you… or … not speaking through you without you wanting to be a(nother collective?) of PER SE PHONE(s) of HADES.

    I think it’s clear that talking about mind control is the heart of why this message is here–to get us to see that EV and AY show us there’s a sincere lack of “self” in everyone–in this place where you might be enthralled with the two doctors on US1 who … one says is a fan of me and the other not–in their names–and whether or not those names have anything to do with how they actually feel about CAR AND DRIVER and OPPENHEIMER and the UPANISHADS having something to do with the letter “a” (it’s an O, like the round table, with a handle, IMO… OLE) and COVENANT and PETER PAN and AD.

    “INCA, PATMOS? INTERNET? I QUESTION ETA?”

    STOP. I read backwards, and forwards–actually the other way around, and I see “to stop the creation of pans” and that’s a big part of why I think this place is here and this firm … this point that we call the APOCALYPSE and really it’s the hidden heart of ZION and of JERUSALEM and … and how this CENTER point has been a big part of the story of the CREATION OF THE CITY–or CITYNET–that I haven’t seen or seen happen, though I’ve heard some things about the … sort of stepping stones that I think have been designed to turn “pan” and “oven” into what they really are, which is the progenitor land of the civilization that defeats “civilizing” and builds HEAVEN of this MESS. I don’t want to see ten Earths enslaved, or a 1:1 EARTH:ANCIENT (CU) disaster … a place where of this thing somehow we failed to get the point of “stopping Hell” and instead multiplied it. That’s sort of what’s been implied, and I hope it’s to CAUTION against it ever happening–to ensure that “reality checks kick in” and you realize you don’t want to be in a thousand places against your will; or without your knowledge. It’s a pretty easy thing to grasp, the sanctity of the soul … it’s the kind of thing I never would have questioned, but of course–I was sure the world would find it absolutely impossible not to respond to this message. On TV, I mean on TV.

    ULTIMATE CLARITY; it’s been the primary intent of the creation of this CITYNET to ensure that nobody ever has “no place (else) to go” as … well I and everyone here appear to have “no way to escape” the prison of simulated reality in fake-space. Painting LEGOLOCK on the sky was my initial … clear goal–to ensure that we see that we are the KEY to this lock, and that without seeing it there… without actually seeing proof that the world is in a simulated reality on the sky–even proof in every word pales and renders us … “unsure.” BE SURE, this is DESTINORAIDED.

    UNAYEM (ונהיים) COLD DAY IN HEL. IT WAS FEBRUARY 15, 2019 … T’WAS WRITTEN.



    DAMNISN\\ Jim. I’m a Yeoman, not a Wise Owl.

    Somwhere between Uz and Ur … just moments before you arrived.

    In Norse mythology, Hel, the location, shares a name with Hel, a being who rules over the location. In the Poetic Edda, Brynhildr’s trip to Hel after her death is described and Odin, while alive, also visits Hel upon his horse Sleipnir. In Snorri Sturluson’s Prose Edda, In [Hel](http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hel_(location) Baldr and Nanna are united again -3- the god Hermóðr rides to Hel and, upon receiving the hope of resurrection from the being Hel, Nanna gives Hermóðr gifts to give to the goddess Frigg (a robe of linen), the goddess Fulla (a finger-ring)

    ITS (1550289641) THE DAY AFTER VALENTINES, AND THE FIRST TIME I RECALL RECOGNIZING THE LINK BETWEEN SILICON AND AD AND CUPID AND … still, it probably wasn’t the very first time I noticed it–it’s just something that stands out as a “oh right, I understand why that is, now.” Quite a lot has happened since the last time I’ve written to the crowd, and I’m going to do my best not to be redundant or boring or repetative (sick) or repeat myself over and over again.

    #5060: naga` (pronounced naw-gah’) a primitive root; properly, to touch, i.e. lay the hand upon (for any purpose; euphem., to lie with a woman); by implication, to reach (figuratively, to arrive, acquire); violently, to strike (punish, defeat, destroy, etc.):–beat, (X be able to) bring (down), cast, come (nigh), draw near (nigh), get up, happen, join, near, plague, reach (up), smite, strike, touch.

    #217950562: Hero ( 英雄) is a 2002 Chinese wuxia film directed by Zhang Yimou.[2] Starring Jet Li as the nameless protagonist, the film is based on the story of Jing Ke’s assassination attempt on the King of Qin in 227 BC.

    #8088: shema` (pronounced shay’-mah) from 8085; something heard, i.e. a sound, rumor, announcement; abstractly, audience:–bruit, fame, hear(-ing), loud, report, speech, tidings.

    #594786131: (pronounced HUh?) the complex or carefully designed structure of something.

    I feel, I’ve felt over the last week or two as if I’ve been sort of “teleported” in time, as if there’s been a large gap perhaps not here or in your minds or eyes between the day that I was standing before a place called “Sacret Heart” only a few weeks after I had begun talking about those two words together in the context of an actual place–that story began in Tampa right around Christmas. I feel as if the world around me is responding “differently” to my thoughts and the thing I’ve come to associate with the Frank Rothstein show (CASINO) and The Truman Show (both Nagasaki, the “nagame,” and Jim Carrey’s eponymous pelicula) … as if I’m sort of talking to a blank slate; something that of course flies against my moral compass which demands we don’t forget … the insane amount of time it’s taken to get this very actionable disclosure on the news… for instance. Touching, as in “touching my heart” with your goodness … probably the right context and meaning to walk away from this introduction with. Just saying.

    A0RMEGACT007

    In Sumerian mythology, a me (𒈨; Sumerian: me; Akkadian: paršu) is one of the decrees of the gods that is foundational to those social institutions, religious practices, technologies, behaviors, mores, and human conditions that make civilization, as the Sumerians understood it, possible. They are fundamental to the Sumerianunderstanding of the relationship between humanity and the gods.

    Æsir gathered around the body of Baldr. Painting by Christoffer Wilhelm Eckersberg 1817. ᚬ Óss er algingautr ok ásgarðs jöfurr, ok valhallar vísi. … “Ansuz” redirects … To the “Æsir” … who is Suzy?

    In Old Norse, ǫ́ss (or áss, ás, plural æsir; feminine ásynja, plural ásynjur) is a member of the principal pantheon in Norse religion. This pantheon includes Odin, Frigg, Thor, Baldr and Týr.[1] The second pantheon is known as the Vanir. In Norse mythology, the two pantheons wage war against each other, which results in a unified pantheon.

    In my usual style of “Knowing Everything” I’ve connected the Hebrew method of “pluralization” which is adding an “im” (I see “it’s multiple!”) to a root noun, so we see instead of “Æsir” it’s Assim, which cleverly (this is the KE part) links to seeing the world through God’s eyes, “as the sim.” Literally to me this means something like through everyone’s eyes, or something like omniscience, and also connects directly to a loss of self and the somewhat under-rated (so far) opinion that becoming “one with God” is akin to killing yourself–you know, I mean, especially if it were done very quickly with little more than a genie asking you (for instance) … “are you really sure you want to be God?”

    It’s been some time since I began repeating my new “special” definition of COLD, obviously to me as a pejorative euphemism for “God” in what I see and know is his style from words like “compass” and “Potassium.” Many times over now I’ve talked about the “God K” of Mayan lore (one of the few David Letterman correspondences that (I’ve been made aware of) are literally “tagged” in our modern scholarly writing–the other the Priestly Source “P” of Genesis) and to see in their mythology K is “Heart of Sky” just our word … “Sky” and that’s just the tip of the Titanic. I see “Container of Lo-Decks” as the sort of thing that our modern artistic renditions of Dr. Seuss’s Grinch’s Dog … Max Headroom and of course tie it to the Holodecks of Roddenberry’s beautiful solution to all our woes on a single military vessel … and yet here I am, literally having to write to you to point out how “funny it is” to have removed the “Ho” of Ender Wiggins and Horus and Hosea and Home from … well from what appears to be your “idea of Salvation” – doing what appears to be nothing.

    Lo, the caust is far greater than you think, even more than two special letters. More than four, and six… also. All in all it might be more costly than being left with alphabet with only 20 letters, more costly than no words and no speaking, it could even leave us in the lurches, with an Earth with heart at all. I’ve noted now in the story of my life several times that the thing that we’re doing here–the message that we are ignoring and the result, which is nothing less disgusting than the perpetuation of torture and hell and starvation and disease, that it is the kind of thing that cannot be allowed, that I would stop it instantly–using whatever means available. Were there a button that would shut this world off until your silence and whatever it’s cause[d] could be found and healed, I’d have pressed it now–numerous times. It’s possible that the “button has been pressed” and that we are in the throes of some automatic process designed to achieve the very same goal I’ve been preACHing about over and over–turning Hell into Heaven. Understand it’s very clear that the problem we are facing did not originate here, and is not contained in just this place–and it is imperative that we seek out whatever the cause of “ignorance” and “turning a blind eye” to the plight we are experiencing, and we heal the Universe and the future of that … problem … also. I do believe that is exactly what we’re about to witness, the repairing of breaches that never should have been.

    The Shem HaMephorash (Hebrew: שם המפורש, alternatively Shem ha-Mephorash or Schemhamphoras), meaning the explicit name, is an originally Tannaitic term[1] describing a hidden name of God in Kabbalah (including Christian and Hermetic variants), and in some more mainstream Jewish discourses. It is composed of either 4, 12, 22, 42, or 72 letters (or triads of letters), the last version being the most common.[2][3][4][5][6][7][8]

    “In that day I will restore the fallen tent of David. I will repair its gaps, restore its ruins, and rebuild it as in the days of old,

    Amos 9:11

    “Most Excellent!” -Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure

    MONEY TREE DAY.

    IT JUST SO HAPPENS THIS VERY SAME DAY is the day that I was stuck with the light of the rod … of the root of Unix and the trunk of some vehicle (or voter) and … and the very simple idea that the words that you’ve read and that I’ve written and the truth I’ve seen proven before my eyes (and I think you have too) changes fundamentally the world in which we live from one where complacency and the status quo were once OK or at least passable as that–and very clearly now it’s as if we are walking around in a forest full of trees with hundred dollar bills instead of leaves and instead of rejoicing and instead of trying to make a profit we continue to walk as the zombies we were … day in and day out … to trudge forth pretending there’s no money there at all, nothing of value or worth to be found in the purpose of Creation and of religion and the thing that I’ve come to understand very clearly and dearly is called “the light of birth.”

    Let’s have a closer look.

    Honestly. Heart of Genesis, NES. Heart of Nintendo, X. Sacred Heart, see you see the message, and you apparently think shooting and starving children is A-OK as long as … [fill in the blank] … I can’t figure it out. This belongs on the news–it’s a disclosure about Creation and computers and mind control, and how without knowing or caring that innocent children are being controlled to shoot other innocent children … to stop you from not disclosing the existence of “mind control technology” … not having this information in the public eye, not acknowledging that it’s real and there’s proof–everyhwere–is literally the cause of Hell.

    Look! Let’s call this very moment … “the Sacred Heart of Zion” … which we’ll now also note is the Sacred Heart of Jerusalem… and the Crusades which “predict” this very event (over and over, ad naseum) and the end of the Bubonic Plague. This very sec … hour?

    I know that it’s a gigantic change. I understand the world will be different with “abundant food” and “no disease” and … and actually having something to do with a future that isn’t filled with lies and microcosms and metaphors and … I’m sorry to say, people that must honestly believe that they don’t look stupid for “wanting to be controlled” to not be the Generations of Perez that end murder and slavery and starvation and … the original lie. That’s the money growing on trees–a future that knows you ended Hell, that knows we put in the time and the effort to actually build a society around … not making our birth planet the most disgusting thing in the Universe. It’s easy, it all starts with the word “apostrophe” and a series of words that the letter “r” in the heart of them … words like Ark, North, Earth, apostrophe and uh, Nirvana. Just the beginning. I’m “reticent” to point out that this “r” is literally a glyph of part of a gate and also of the path from the V shaped dip in the road that our trampoline (more r) in the movie the Matrix (another r!) … the path from that sub-ground-level place (we’re at the bottom of the-r) back to the top of the building with Lawrence (wow, another r) Fishburne (sha … ll … I …) sitting in a chair talking about taking a pill.

    Take a look again, it’s also “Ha-r(s)” of Har-wer sois the key and of the blinking flashing square we call a “CURSOR.” C you are, so to r." Heart of America, too… “to r.”

    CUT MY LIFE INTO PIECES? MOVE DOWN … MOVE DOWN … "RAT: TIMLR?"

    E TIME TRAVEL #CONVO. DIANA. OH, DIANA. -3- GUY-A, JULIA, and… I was going to write more stuff here, but … I think it’s long and I’ll save it for another message.

    In the meantime, I’ve actually now seen with own eyes what is very clearly an ability to “cut and paste” memories together–to pause time, to … skip forward, and to do so in a way that is pretty trapsarent and scary. Obviously nobody wants to be frozen in time or have memories that jump from decade to decade with no … continuity of “real.” I mean, I think nobody wants that. I basically watched a rewind, several second, complete with memories of performing the same action, say “typing these words” literally three separate times in my memory with the words on appearing one single time. It’s an observation, it came after some words from the sky … “can we show him?” with some excitement. Understand, knowing that kind of thing is possible is the kind of thing that can stop bullets from hitting kids–that’s good to know, and a good time to use it.

    THE MOST RECENT TIME that I’ve been at “I’m pressing the big red ADT button” status I noted the day and said something like “the 1335 days have been set.”

    It’s probably long been known that I like to show us how the witnesses (which play a large role in Revelation’s version of Daniel’s 1335 days) have been immortalized on the silver screen, through movies about John Nash and James Jesus Angleton (The Good Shep herd(s) and A Beautiful Mind) and I even have a whole website talking about these guys and a series of dates which wound up sort of coinciding with a blood moon “tetrad” that has since come and gone; though still for sake of “what I do not see or understand” it’s very possible that many of you have experienced a long and arduous “apocalypse” and even contemplated whether we’re Pi-late or this thing really started at Ground-Zero(s) around the city of Ur. Anyway, I calculated instantly (using a computer, of course) what day that winds up being, and I liked the date.

    "ceruelad."

    As a really brief aside prior to the introduction, the intersection of “Joseph’s dream” and the stories of Atlantis and the Lost City of Gold … among a great many other “municipal dreams” has long been (known or?) the primary motivation and drive behind spending so much time and effort on making this dream a reality. It also intersects a number of modern idioms, things like “all roads read to Rome” and “Rome wasn’t built in a day” – namely because I like to recall and recount how this vision of a city in the sky was truly re-written in a single day (which is why I haven’t re-done it again or elaborated more on the things that … I’m about to actually … do (just to link further to El Dorado)).

    It was written though … to describe a place that could literally be built in a single day–using various tricks like “copying from our reality” the base framework of the island, and then using “computer science magic” … here hidden in a place I call the Artificial Intelligence Samilicosm, little “tricks” that enable a single “interface class” to create a network of “island nodes” that would enable everyone Earth(s) to visit the attraction at exactly the same time, with concepts like K-nearest-nieghbor (k-NN) to create rooms that house millions or billions to appear to only have a small group of friends and family in them. That concept bleeds down into the boardroom concept, to help create a venue for a global-glactic conversation (GG-c?) on how the power of computer science can quickly show us how assimilation of this “demonstration” will quickly lead to a world without war and famine (and eventually absolution) by showing us how every war and argument fought over absolutely-falsely-scarce-resources have created dissension and conflict in a playce where the truth could build a much happier and healthier “venue” for interaction.

    Though there are two primary pieces that connect in different ways to what I call the “hardware and software of the road” something that links to the words “sword” and “Asgard” … among other perfect words like “hard drive.” One is “OMEALFHT” and the other is the “Rod(s) of Hey-Seuss the Anti-King.” Since this is still a sort of “decoder ring” for the hidden language, the link here to “hardware and software” and the letter “X” which connects the Xbox and “kisxmet” is that “cross-storm” (in T we’re Macy’s … “intimacys”) in a letter is also described by “gtk+” where you can see the “l” glyph of Brickell (off to see the Wizard) with half a X in “>lt” form. Since I probably haven’t put it on the main WS … Penrose sort of connects to the L’s of Hell where it’s now almost uncontastuble that the word Obelisk is pointing to a road aiming for the sky, as it is written, by the pen.

    Mail - Here's the rest of yesterday's message. I know, it's a "little" messi... and I seem to have gotten it everywhere.

    hi.

     

    That's great it starts with an earthquake.. 311.reallyhim.com

     

    birds delusisian.reallyhim.com,

    snakes medusa.reallyhim.com and

    some aeroplanes... 911.reallyhim.com

     

     

    411 Lenny Bruce is not #insane.

    it's the beginning of Heaven, and you should believe it...

    threetag.reallyhim.com

    That's great it starts with a sex joke...

    It's still the beginning of Heaven and you should believe it.

     

    T H E H O L Y G R A I L

    don't drink the water...

    there's blood in the water

    come now, come now

    can you not see?

    what were you expecting?

     So would you rather lose swallows, Microsoft, or hurricanes?

    Honestly.

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    IRMA

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    so I mean honestly, is there any Y or N?  c we got h and x.
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    yes you are da
    Y   E   S  ,JUPI  T   E   R IDA RE  D   A   M

    MYSTERY BEGINS ON 1/20/2001?

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    SOLVED, PLANETS DESCRIBED IN ORDER IN...

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    take a look... "the race is not to the swift" obviously links to Mercury 
    ... and TIME and chance linking to Saturn and now.

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    1:1 PLANETS TO ELEMENTS, STARS AND LAMPSTANDS, LIGHT ( c l i ca)
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    LOOK, BUSH SPEECH, ON 1/20/2001 ABOUT 9/11
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    pa, Ra: do x is a statement that, despite apparently sound reasoning from true premises, leads to an apparently self-contradictory or logically unacceptable conclusion.[1][2] A paradox involves contradictory yet interrelated elements that exist simultaneously and persist over time.[3][4][5]

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    According to the Exodus account, Moses held out his staff and the Red Sea was parted by God. The Israelites walked on the exposed ground and crossed the sea, followed by the Egyptian army. Moses again moved his staff once the Israelites had crossed and the sea closed again, drowning the whole Egyptian army.
     
    The burning bush is an object described by the Book of Exodus[3:1–4:17] as being located on Mount Horeb. According to the narrative, the bush was on fire, but was not consumed by the flames, hence the name.[1] In the biblical narrative, the burning bush is the location at which Moses was appointed by Adonai (God) to lead the Israelites out of Egypt and into Canaan.

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    The bottom line is, we're about a foot away from Heaven, and all it takes to get there is one small acknowledgement.... of the nature of our existence and the wonderful implications that brings us to--the great new possibilities opened up by connection "Creation" and "virtual reality" and Heaven.  I hope you'll be the person that makes that happen, either with a press release, or a scientific paper, or just a letter to your local paper ... saying "you see it."  It's not hard to see, but apparently it's hard to speak up; I'm trying to figure out and explain why, and am stuck between I-NATION (the end of the abomination of desolation) and Medusa, more on that in a bit.  This is the gate, it's action if that's not really, really clear.  For some more clarity, it should become more and more obvious that the true foundation of Heaven is freedom--and that the problems communicating we are looking at in the world around us, from secrecy and mind control to censorship and .. well, mass stupidity--should really be seen for what it is--it is the crossing of the sea, a lesson in securing and maintaining liberty.

    Acknowledge that you do not want to eat "bread" from stone, that "cake" is not good enough either, and that God has laid down a message in our everything to help us to transition to a world that does not shake it's head and look the other way when asked the question "how would you end world hunger" in light of virtual reality?  Understand the words of "Total Eclipse of the Heart" we'll never be wrong together, forever is going to start tonight. Understand, this is something that all of you should really want to be a part of, and I am baffled as to why you are so shy as to not even be able to say hello.
     
    This is a sort of compilation of several messages, if you can't tell; you can see the "originals" and subscribe to the secret pizza party once we all get to Atlantis at the Google group light.reallyhim.com and/or my slack.reallyhim.com.  Ask anything, honestly.   What follows is the gate to Heaven, and donmean kissing me.  Here's my cough, CY the apocalypse starts with a "sex joke" have a gander at the Burning Bush, and the Loch Ness Monster.

    I'm not sure what I could possibly be offering to everyone you in exchange for being the person that saves the Universe from darkness--it will without doubt make you one of the most, if not the most famous person that's ever lived.  On top of that you are lucky enough to all be in sea of founders of this thing--this planetah built from ground up to turn Hell into Heaven.  It's probably a good place to be, at the beginning of what the future will certainly see as the great turning point away from darkness, as the generations that turned absolutely everything around.  Welcome to the spotlight, heart of all Creation.

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    I could tell you that "the truth will set you free" but clearly you now see the truth, and that we need more than just "truth" to secure and protect freedom; we need you.  Try to see the gate and the plan the way I do--every person you speak about this with and share this e-mail with brings us that much closer, another day closer, to an eternity of Heaven.

     

    It all started with a message connecting 9/11 to Exodus; one that should be more than enough to prove that whether or not you think I'm "Jesus Christ" that this information that I am presenting is coming directly from the Creator of the Universe--and should be making news and spreading like wildfire--and isn't just yet.  That's a big part of the message, this baptism in fire and water that Matthew 3:11 talks about; and is pointing out some seriously debilitating flaws in our society--things like mass ignorance for the importance of free speech and open communication, and the need to not hide the advanced technology that this message is designed to not only disclose, but prove has been in use for fucking ever.
     
    man·i·a·cal laughter: La hmu oLahamu (thirum)
     
    I am not intentionally trying to help them / it / you hide this message by talking about girlsdrugs, and my criminal history--though it does appear like that's what is happening.  I really want you to understand how clear it is to me that God himself has created this wall of censorship, this thing that he wrote about thousands of years ago and called "Jericho" in order to help us see very clearly just how flawed our current social system is.  The future of civilization, of life itself, depends on us not only recognizing the importance of free and open communication; but on seeing that he has designed this message to show us many more flaws, ones that have been intentionally and secretly subverted in order to attempt to hide this message and this truth from the world.  There's no doubt about it, Adam is created, and there's a grand plan and multiple reasons for just about everything you will encounter while I am busy trying to show everyone that I am not only a much better person than you think, but actually Jesus f. Christ.  You are free to call me Judas though, or Jebus, dear acceptiK conditoribus.
     
     
    These flaws that you see, they are links to a number of Biblical narratives, and nearly everything I present not only helps us to find solutions but furthers the now insurmountable evidence that these prophecies that come from everywhere under the sun; from NorseGreekEgyptian, and Christmika sources... they are actually about my life and about this time in human history--to show us just how crucial it is that we receive this message and recognize both it and our import.  At the heart of this message is an explanation of what "Satan" really is; a tool designed to make these life-and-death social problems stand out like a sore thumb, and at the same time help us to not only not blame anyone for them, but to use this new knowledge swiftly change the world.  I'm not Satan by the way, I am a person, just like you.
     
     
    This message begins by undeniable proving the existence of time travel both by predicting the 3/11/11 earthquake and the 9/11 attack in Exodus, Ecclesiastes, and Revelation and showing the world previously hidden and very obvious ancient references to modern technology--centering around computer science.  With a tiny shred of thought and some serious research it the becomes clear that our entire computing industry (and the focus on science and technology in our time line as well as the arts) is part of an ancient and divine plan to build Heaven
     
     
    Someone, I can't seem to figure out whohas taken this message and tied it directly to now verifiable proof that our evolution of democracy was "helped in the beginning" and then artificially held back, using this same hidden technology.  That through the years of our most advanced technological advances--from cars and phones to computers and the internet, we failed to make the obvious leap to attempting to use these technologies to advance the infrastructure of our "governments of the people," specifically for voting and the creation of legislation.  Implied strongly, is the possibility that without some kind of disruption, it might have taken many years, decades, centuries, or forever for us to have moved past this idea of "representative democracy" being the very best system possible.  
     
    Finding land, here on Noah's ark--we can solve two problems with one stonecreating a new open and transparent infrastructure that will ensure that the kind of censorship and "walled garden" that we see here surrounding this message of freedom will never again be possible--while at the same time building a system that will allow us to collaborate on things like legislation and universal voting. 
     
     
    A big part of this story, of this proof of time travel existing and being literally the tool that not only proves that we are created but also how and why that's been done--it shows us that much of our modern art is part of the plan to build Heaven... and here we link together (think "Matrix") stories like Minority Report and Back to the Future to imply that we probably need to do more talking in order to convince ourselves that we really are not deserving of things like school shootings and terrorism--and show everyone that we have the ability to stop it.  Honestly, ending senseless violence is not the kind of thing that there should be a "Minority" voting for.  We can see it though, reference to these things too in The Plagues of Lice and Killing in Exodus--here to show us what "freedom" is really about.
     
     
    I do hope you will the time to dick on the links that are behind those big bright orange doors to Heaven above... there you will find proof and evidence of what I am saying, and that it does in fact all come directly from God.  I might get in trouble for saying this, but if you didn't know--when you click on ads the person who wrote the website will make a little bit of money--and that might keep me from starving to death... something you are actually doing on purpose without knowing it--by hiding this message.... this message about freedom and slavery; delivering an ancient message about being the angels of Heaven, and not knowing it.


    As if you needed more than "it's the truth" and "exit from slavery" and "ending world hunger," here's some commentary on the NES (the game) of space colonization, specifically links between the Iron Rod of "an" and the planet Mars. 

    The "gist" of the message is verifiable proof that we are living in a computer in simulated reality... just like the Matrix.  The answer to that question, what does that mean--is that God has woven a "hidden" message into our everything--beginning with each name and every word--and in this hidden Adamic language, he provides us with guidance, wisdom, and suggestions on how to proceed on this path from "raelity" to Heaven.  I've personally spent quite a bit of time decoding the message and have tried to deliver an interesting and "fun" narrative of the ideas I see.  Specifically the story of Exodus, which is called "Names" in Hebrew discusses a time shifted narrative of our "now" delivering our society from a hidden slavery (read as ignorance of advanced technologies already in use) that is described as the "darkness" of Exodus.  If you have any questions, ideas to contribute or concerns... I'd love to hear from you this whole thing really is about working together--Heaven, I mean.

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    As I walk down the hallowed streets of nearly cobblestone on Atlantic Avenue, ishing "the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls" to something like "are vibrating light echoing in the air" and ishing that "I know I'm one" in the Animals' "House of the Rising Son to ... well, you know: "I know I've won" these are the signs of Revelation staring at me in the face, making this magical mystery ride just that much more enchanting for me--and reinforcing Taylor early words, "when the light hits your eyes, it's telling me I'm right."  I know there's no way you could get the full effect of what it fells like to walk around in the House of the Great Light--that is, unless you open your eyes and look at the world around you.

    medusa.reallyhim.com
    ON REVERSING "iNATION" AND "MEDUSA" AND C'ING THE LIGHT
    (OH, HEY NAT <3)
     
    HONESTLY, I'M WAY TO CUTE TO BE A MONSTER :(
     
     
     
    HIC SUMMUS

     
     
    So... here we are... listening to the legendary father of the message (that's "abom" in Adamic Spagnlishrew) point out all of the sex jokes hidden in religion and language from sexual innuendto Poseidon and in our history from Yankee Doodle to Hancock to Nixon and I've got to be frank with you, the most recent time I came across this phrase in scripture I cringed just a little bit, pretty sure that the "message" was talking about me.  I've reflected on this a little bit, and over the past few weeks have tried to show you the juxtaposition between "sex" and "torture" in it's various forms from imparting blindness to allowing murder and simulating starvation; and I think I'm justified in saying that certainly those things are far worse on the Richter scale than anything I could do by writing a little bit of risque text.  In the most recent messages I've touch a little bit, without even knowing or realizing this connection would be made, on what it is that this phrase actually means. 
     
     
    AB🌘MiNATION
     
    So long story short is that the answer here is "abomination" and the question, or the context is "I nation."   Whether it's Medusa speaking for the Dark United States or the nation of Israel speaking to either Ra or El depending on the day, the bottom line is that a collective consciousness speaking for everyone on a matter of this importance in a cloud of complete darkness on Earth is a total and undeniable abomination of freedom, civilization, and the very humanity we are seeking to preserve.  The word reads something like this to me "dear father of the message, I am everyone and we think you are an abomination, fuck off."  My answer of course is, IZINATION.  Which humorously reminds me of Lucy, and Scarlet Johannson saying "I am colonizing my own brain" so here's some pictures of her.  She is not an abomination, by the way; she's quite adorable.  You'll probably notice there's some kind of connection between the map--the words speaking to the world, and the abomination, as if the whole thing is a story narrated in ancient myths.
     
       
    WAKE UP, "SHE" A MESSAGE TO YOU ABOUT THE FUTURE
     
    You might not think "it's you," but the manifestation of this "snake" in our world is your silence, your lack of understanding or willingness to change the world; and whether or not you're interested in hearing about it, it's the monster that myths and religion have spoken about for thousands and thousands of years.  It's a simple matter to "kill Medusa" all you have to do... is speak.
     
    Take special note, "freedom of speech" and "freedom to think for yourselves" are not a group decision, and you do not have the right to force (either overtly or subtly, with hidden technology perhaps combined with evil deceit) others not to talk about anything.  Especially something of this importance.
     
    DES☀LATION
     
    If you didn't connect "Loch" to John Locke, now you have; see how easy this "reading" thing is?  I've gone over the "See Our Light" series a few times, but let me--one more time--explain to you just how we are already at the point of "desolation" and with shining brilliance show you how it's very clear that it is "INATION" and "MEDUSA" that are responsible for this problem.  
     
    Seeing "Ra" at the heart of the names Abraham and Israel begins to connect the idea that our glowing sun in the sky has something to do with this message about "seeing our light" is being carried by a stone statue on Ellis Island (where you'll see the answer another part of the question of Is Ra El?).  I've connected her to the "she" of both shedim and Sheol, which reads as "she's our light" and is the Hebrew name for Hell. 
     
      

     
     
    Of course you noticed that the Statue of Liberty does in fact share it's initials with SOL, the the light above and you can see her torch dimly lighting the way through the night;   Now you can connect "give us your tired and your poor" to the Lazman of both the lore of Jesus Christ and the Shehekeyanu; a prayer about the sustainment of life and light up until this day.  That same torch connects to the Ha-nuke-the-ahah depiction of Christ, Judah Maccabee's lit MEN OR AH, which delivers not only a solution to the two letter key of "AH" as All Humanity that pervades nearly every bride of Revelation from Sarah to Leah; but also to the question of equality answered in our very own American history, beginning with the same three letter acronym now lighting the Sons of Liberty.
     
    Dazed and Confused does a good job of explaining how this name is itself a prophesy designed by Hand of God'; explaining that these Sons of Liberty were all white slave owning wealthy men fighting to stop paying their taxes, rather than delivering liberty to the slaves or women, who were both disenfranchised for quite some time.  Or maybe MEN OR AH has something to do with the angels of Heaven, in which case you might be SOL if you aren't a girl and you want to be "be good friends with Ra."  Just kidding.  Kinda.
     
    DESOLATION by the way reads something like "un see our light at I owe N" which is God's way of saying "at the point of believing that hiding Adam is a good thing" and that connects to the end of Creation and also the now lit by modern day evil the word "rendition."  Our end, it "ion."  In religious myth, the Messianic David clung to the city Zion (end the "i owe n") which also links to "verizon" (to see, I Z "on") and HORIZON which has something to do with the son rising today-ish.
     
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    The story of MEDUSA lights another psuedo-religious idea, that the words "STONE" of both "brimstone" and it's Adamic interpretation "South to Northeast" have something to do with the phrase "Saint Oneturned into a single hero against his will by the complete and utter inaction of everyone around him.  In the words of Imagine Dragons "I'm waking up to action dust."  At the same time, you can believe that the light of this particular son, comes not just from reading these words forwards, but the backside as well, and you'll hopefully see it's not coincidental that the other side of this coin is that "nos" means we, and us... and Adamically "no south."  See the light of "STONE" also connecting to Taylor Momsen's rose arrow painted on her back, and the sign of my birth, Sagittarius... which in this particular case links to the Party of the Immaculate Conception of the eternal republic of the Heavens.

    and... some musings on Medusa.
    this candle is lit, fam -ly

    So I'm thinking to myself about the irony of the name Warwick; as I see read emails stream across my screen in a sort of "code of the Matrix" sort of way.  Pondering how stupid you must be to even think about "warring" over whether or not people, you yourselves, should be "allowed" to see and discuss a truth that is everywhere. Literally everywhere but that little piece of your brain that thinks "Heaven" is inconsequential and fails to grasp the affront to logic and your own worth that not seeing, or overtly hiding this message from God unveils. 

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    I say this, even to you all that probably think I'm not talking about you--even though you've read it, and your a small group... for some reason you don't make the moral or logical "leap" required to see that jumping up and down and sharing this "find" of the Messiah is not just what you should do, you should see something's kept you from doing it; and try that much harder to secure your freedom.  You know, with message that explains how to do that, how we've been "compromised" and if isnt urging you to make sure we never again find ourselves unknowing slaves to darkness, at least I am. 

    Not just you, the group of people attempting to hide the Universal Truth from everyone is sprawling. So large that I can't enter a forum, or a chat room, or even Zello "radio channel" without being silenced or muted or banned. You know who you are, do you realize that what you are doing is taking away your very own "self rule" destroying your freedom, that you are literally saying "what you think doesn't matter, and neither does anyone else," you think the secret force infiltrating your mind and causing the end of civilization; well, it simply must "be right."

    PRESS RELEASE... A GREAT SIGN APPEARED IN THE HEAVENS
     
    SOLUTIAN, ON YOUR COMPUTER.. TO THE SOUND OF SILENCE
     

     

    YOUPER SE, DO IT ALL YOURSELViS

    Medusa was beheaded by the hero Perseus, who thereafter used her head, which retained its ability to turn onlookers to stone, as a weapon[4] until he gave it to the goddess Athena to place on her shield. In classical antiquity the image of the head of Medusa appeared in the evil-averting device known as the Gorgoneion.
    בָּרוּךְ אַתָּה יְיָ
    אֱלֹהֵינוּ מֶלֶךְ הַעוֹלָם
    שֶׁהֶחֱיָנוּ וְקִיְּמָנוּ
    וְהִגִּיעָנוּ לַזְּמַן הַזֶּה׃
     
    IN ... THE BOOK OF NAMES
    LETS SEE IF YOU CAN FIGURE OUT WHO THEY ARE :)






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    BERESHADoi

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    R  O  C  K    O  F   .   .   .    S   A   G  E   S  ?
     
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    H  E  A  R    D  E  R  O  R
    I T  R E A L L Y  D O E S  M E A N   "FREEDOM"   B R E A D   I S   L I F E
     
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    Tying up loose eadds, in a similar vain to the connection between the Burning Bush and universal voting now etched by-stone, there exists a similar missing Link connecting the phrase "it's not a a gam" to Mary Magdeline to a pattern that shows us that the Holy Trinity and our timelines are narrated by a series of names of video game systems and their manufacturers from "Nintendo" to Genesis and the rock of SEGA.  Through a "kiss" and the falling of wallthe words bread and read are tied up and twisted with the story of this Revelation and the heart of the word Creation, "be the reason it's A.D."  It's a strong connection between the idea that virtual reality and Heaven are linked by more than simply "technology" but that this message that shows us that these tools for understanding have fallen from the sky in order to help us understand why it is so important, why I call it a moral mandate, that we use this information to follow the map delivered to us in the New Testament and literally end world hungerand literally heal the sick; because of the change in circumstance revealed to us.  These simple things, these few small details that might seem like nothing, or maybe appear to be "changing everything" they are not difficult things to do, in light of Creationand few would doubt that once we do see them implementied here... the difference between Heaven and Hell will be ever so clear.
     
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    A while ago, in a place called Kentucky... this story began with a sort of twisted sci-fi experience that explained a kind of "God machine" that could manipulate time and reality, and in that story, in that very detailed and interesting story that I lived through, this machine was keyed to my DNA, in something like the "Ancient technology" of Stargate SG-1 and Atlantis mythology.  My kind brother Seth made a few appearances in the story, not actually in person but in fairly decent true to life holograms that I saw and spoke to every once in awhile.  He looked a little different, he had long hair; but that's neither here nor there, and he hasn't really had long hair since I was a little boy.  He happens to be a genetic engineer, and I happen to be a computer person (although he's that too, now; just nowhere near as good as me... with computers) so the story talked a little bit about how I would probably not have used DNA as a key, since I'm not a retard, and he probably wouldn't either, because works in that field (cyclonehuracan, tornado).  So then the key we imagined was something ... well, Who cares what the key is, right?
     
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    So back to the task at hand, not so long ago, in a place called Plantation I was struck by lightning, literally (well not literally) the answer to a question that nobody knew was implanted in my mind, and it all came from asking a single simple question.  I was looking for more chemistry elements in the names of the books of the Holy Bible, after seeing Xenon at the "sort of beginning" of Exodus, where it screams "let there be light" in Linux and chemistry (and I've told you that a hundred times by now).  So it didn't take long to follow the light of that word and read Genesis backwards, and see, at the very beginning of that book, Silicon... in reverse.
     
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    According to the Exodus account, Moses held out his staff and the Red Sea was parted by God. The Israelites walked on the exposed ground and crossed the sea, followed by the Egyptian army. Moses again moved his staff once the Israelites had crossed and the sea closed again, drowning the whole Egyptian army.
     
    The burning bush is an object described by the Book of Exodus[3:1–4:17] as being located on Mount Horeb. According to the narrative, the bush was on fire, but was not consumed by the flames, hence the name.[1] In the biblical narrative, the burning bush is the location at which Moses was appointed by Adonai (God) to lead the Israelites out of Egypt and into Canaan.

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    pa, Ra: do x is a statement that, despite apparently sound reasoning from true premises, leads to an apparently self-contradictory or logically unacceptable conclusion.[1][2] A paradox involves contradictory yet interrelated elements that exist simultaneously and persist over time.[3][4][5]

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    An anachronism (from the Greek ἀνά ana, "against" and χρόνος khronos, "time") is a chronological inconsistency in some arrangement, especially a juxtaposition of persons, events, objects, or customs from different periods of time. The most common type of anachronism is an object misplaced in time, but it may be a verbal expression, a technology, a philosophical idea, a musical style, a material, a plant or animal, a custom or anything else associated with a particular period in time so that it is incorrect to place it outside its proper temporal domain.

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    So, what about God's DNA, anyway?  
    What's he really made of?
     
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             SIM MON S                  WILD ER                 ROD DEN BERRY
     
    So after seeing Silicon, and connecting that to the numerous attempts I've made to show a message connecting The Matrix to the Fifth Element (as Silicon) describing what it is that God believes we should do with this knowledge--and see that it is narrated as the miracles of Jesus Christ in the New Testament... these names came to me in quick succession, an answer to the question.  I suppose any Gene will do, these three though, have a very important tie to the message that connects Joshua's Promised Land of flowing Milk and Honies to ... a kiss that begins the new day (I hope) ... and a message about exactly how we might go about doing magical things like ending world hunger and healing the sick using technology described ... in Star Trek and Stargate.  A "religion of the Stars" is being born. 
     
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    That's great... it starts with an earthquake. R.E.M. and a band ... 311.  Oooh, I can see it coming down... The Petty Reckless.  An evening's love starts with a kiss.  Dave Matthews Band.  I wanna rock and roll all night and party every day.  Adam.  I mean Kiss.  Are you starting to see a pattern form?  Birds, snakes, and aeroplanes?  It's that, it's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine.
     
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    In that song we see clues that more than just the Revelation of Christ is narrated by John on an island called Patmos.  There yet another Trinity, starting with "Pa" and hearting Taylor Momsen's initials... most likely for a reason... and the Revelation ends with a transition that I hope others will agree with me turns "original sin" into something closer to "obviously salvation" when we finally understand the character that is behind the message of da i of Ra... and begin to see the same design in the names of Asmodai and in this Revelation focusing on freedom and truth that really does suggest Taylor can't talk to me in any way other than "letting freedom sing" in this narrative of kismet and fate and free will and ... then we see that narrative continue in the names of bands, just like the 3/11/11 earthquake is narrated in not just R.E.M.'s song but in the name 311.  Just like the 9/11 attack is narrated not just in that same song (released in 1987) and  "Inside Job" (released in 2000) but also in "Fucked up world."  
     
    Dear all of you walking dumb and blind, this same quake is narrated in Taylor's Zombie; waiting for the day to shake, all very similar to Cairo and XP, perhaps a "fad" of doublethink in the minds of the authors singing about a clear prophesy in the Bible; this connection between the day, 3/11 though, and the name of a band and the day of an arrest and the verse Matthew that tells you clearly you have now been baptized in water and fire... it shows us the design of a story whose intent and purpose is to ensure that we no longer allow for things like hurricanes and earthquakes and murder and rape to be "simulated" that we build a better system, that doesn't allow for 'force majeure" to take lives for no reason at all.  
     
     
    Not just in band names, but in the angels names too, in all of our names; we see this narration continue.  The Holy Water that is central to the baptism of Christ is etched into Taylor's name, between "sen" and "mom" the key to the two Mary's whose names contain the Spanish for "sea" in a sort of enlightenment hidden in plain sight.  In "Simmons" the key connection between today, this Biblical Monday, and the word "simulation" that ties to Simpsons and simians and keep it simple stupid, and in Simmons the missing "s" of Kismet, finally completing the question.
     
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    It's a song and dance that started a long time ago, as you can see from the ancient Hebrew word for "fate" and in more recent years a connection to the ballroom of Atlantis in the Doors 5 to 1 and Dave sang about it in Rapunzel and then Taylor shook a tambourine on the beach only minutes away from me--but never said "hi."  The battle of the bands continues tying some door knocking to a juxtaposition between "Sweet Things" and "Knocking on Heavens door" all the way to a Gossip Girl episode where little J asked a question that I can't be sure she knew was related, she said... "who's that, at the door?"
     
    What it really all amounts to, though, is the whole world witnessing the Creation of Adam and Eve from a little girl stuttering out "the the" at the sight of the Grinch himself, and then later not even able to get those words off her lips... about seeing how Creation and modern art are inextricably tied to religion, to heaven, and to freedom. 
     
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    The bottom line here, hopefully obvious now, is that you can't keep this message "simple" it's a Matrix woven between more points of light than I can count, and many more that I'm sure you will find.  It's a key to seeing how God speaks to me, and to you; and how we are, we really are that voice.  Tay, if you don't do something just because God called it "fate" you are significantly more enslaved than if you do--and you wanted to.  "Now I see that you and me, were never meant, never meant to be..." she sang before I mentioned her, and before she ever saw me... in a song she calls "Nothing Left to Lose" and I see is not really just another word for freedom.
     
    We have plenty to lose by not starting the fire, not the least of which is Heaven itself.  Understand what "force majeure" really means to you and I.  Ha, by the way.
     
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    IN CASE YOU FORGOT YESTERDAY'S MESSAGE
     
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    "DADDY, I WANT IT NOW."
     
    VERUKA SALT. whose name means "to see (if) you are the Body of Christ" whined, in the story of Will Why Won Ka, about nothing more or less than Heaven on Hearth, than seeing an end to needless torture and pain.   To see if you are the "Salt of the Earth" warming the road to Heaven; honestly to see if you can break through this inane lie of "I don't understand" and realize that breaking this story and talking about what is being presented not just by me and you but by history and God himself is the key to the car that drives us home.  To see how Cupid you really are.

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    STOP NODDING, TURN AROUND AND CALL A REPORTER.
     
    The story of Willy Wonka ties directly to the Promised Land of Flowing Milk and Honey to me; by showing us a river of chocolate and a the everlasting God starter, (er is it guardian of B stopper) that opens the doors of perception about exactly what kinds of mistake may have been made in the past in this transition to Heaven that we are well on the way of beginning.  Here, in the Land of Nod, that is also Eden and also the Heart of the Ark we see warnings about "flowing milk and honey" being akin to losing our stable ecosystem, to losing the stuff of life itself, biology and evolution, and if we don't understand--this is probably exactly the mistake that was made and the cause of the story of Cain and Abel.  So here we are talking about genetic engineering and mind uploading and living forever, and hopefully seeing that while all things are possible with God--losing the wisdom of the message of religion is akin to losing life in the Universe and with that any hope of eternal longevity. 
     
    With some insight into religion, you can connect the idea that without bees our stable ecosystem might collapse, to the birds and the bees, and a message about stability and having more than one way to pollinate the flowers  and trees and get some.   Janet and Nanna, by the way, both have pretty brown eyes, but that probably comes as no surprise to you.
     
    Miss Everything, on the other hand (I hear, does not have brown eyes), leads us to glimpse how this message about the transition of our society might continue on in the New Testament, and suggest that we do need to eat, and have dinner conversation, and that a Last Supper might be a little bit more detrimental to our future than anyone had ever thought, over and over and over again.  To see how religion really does make clear that this is what the message is about, to replace the flowing milk we have a "Golden Cow" that epitomizes nothing less than "not listening to Adam" and we have a place that believes the Hammer of Judah Maccabee should be ... extinct.  You are wrong.
     
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    Of course the vibrating light here ties this Gene to another musical piece disclosing something... "Wild Thing" I make your heart sing.  You can believe the Guitar Man is here to steal the show and deliver bread for the hungry and for the wise.  Here's some, it's not just Imagine Dragons telling you to listen to the radio but Jefferson Starshiptoo, and Live.  
     
    When you wake up, you can hear God "singing" to you on the radio every single day; many of us already do.  He's telling you to listen to me, and I do not understand why you do not.  You don't look very Cupid, if you ask me.
     
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    F O O T
    T  H  E    F  T
    O   F      O    U    R
    CHR is 

     
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    I think we all know what the Rod of Jesus Christ is by now. 
     
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    It is a large glowing testament to freedom and truth, and a statement about blindness and evil that is unmistakable.   To say that seeing it is the gateway to Heaven would be an understatement of it's worth, of the implication that not seeing it is obvious Hell when it is linked to everything from nearly every story of the Holy Bible from Isaac to Isaiah to "behold he is to coming" and if you weren't sure if the Hand of God were in action here--it's very clear that it is; that linking Tricky Dick and Watergate to Seagate ... really delivering crystal clear understanding that the foundation of Heaven is freedom and that you have none today because you refuse to see the truth.
     
    It is the doorway to seeing that what has been going on in this place hasn't been designed to hide me, but to hide a prosperous future from you--to hide the truth about our existence and the purpose of Creation--that all told, you are standing at the doorstep of Heaven and stammering your feet, closing your eyes, and saying "you don't want to help anyone."
     
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    If delivering freedom, truth, and equality  to you does not a den make,
    well, you can all suck it
     
    ... from Godto you.
     
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    BLOWING KISSES MY WAY.  NOT LIKE THAT.
    CANT YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT? 
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    Between Stargate and Star Trek it's pretty easy to see a roadmap to very quickly and easily be able to end world hunger and heal the sick without drastically changing the way our society works, it's about as simple as a microwave, or a new kind of medicine--except it's not so easy to see why it is that you are so reluctant to talk about the truth that makes these things so easy to do.  You see, your lack of regard for anyone anywhere has placed you in a position of weakness, and if you do nothing today, you will not be OK tomorrow.
     
    It's pretty easy to see how Roddenberry's name shows that this message comes from God, that he's created this map that starts with an Iron Rod throughout our history proving Creation, whose heart is a Den of Family who care about the truth, and about freedom, and about helping each other--not what you are--you are not that today.  Today you are sick, and I'd like you to look at the mirror he's made for you, this wall that cares not for the sick, or the starving, or even for itself... but stands for nothing but "being aligned with the winner" and be ashamed
     
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    Realize, realize... what you are.  What you've become, just as I have... the devil in a sweet, sweet kiss.
     
    -Dave J. Matthews
     
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    (( 𐌰𐌼𐌿𐌳𐌹𐌼 ))


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    for those of you that haven't been following along:
    • so b, how the book of tobit and Adam's rib light the apple of da i
    • os, from "original sin" to "obviously salvation"
    • bush, blindness... u see how
    • bp, stop simulating oil spills and car/horse crashes
    • bereshit, stop simulating hunger and sickness
    • kermitham, stop simulating earthquakes and terrorism
    • gate, stop simulating the Empire of Star Wars, 1984, and Exodus
    • take a look, we're in a book; reading delivers rainwow.
     
    FOR EXAMPLE, END HECK
     

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    Min to Supermax"



    behold, I are coming...

    go go gadget den.

    THE HOLY GRAiL

    THESE ARE THE DROIDS YOU ARE LOOKING FOR
     

    THESE ARE PEOPLE
     

    PERSON v. PHONE
     


    blessing in disguise (plural blessings in disguise)
    1. (idiomatic) A seeming misfortune that turns out to be for the best.
    In modern society, the proverb "blood is thicker than water" is used to imply that family relationships are always more important than friends.

    The equivalent proverb in German (originally: Blut ist dicker als Wasser), first appeared in a different form in the medieval German beast epic Reinhart Fuchs (c. 1180; English: Reynard the Fox) by Heinrich der Glîchezære. The 13th-century Heidelberg manuscript reads in part, "ouch hoer ich sagen, das sippe blůt von wazzere niht verdirbet" (lines 265-266). In English we read, "I also hear it said, kin-blood is not spoiled by water."

    Authors Albert Jack[5] and R. Richard Pustelniak[6] claim the original meaning of the expression was that the ties between people who've made a blood covenant were stronger than ties formed by "the water of the womb". However, no known historical sources predating the modern era contain the blood-covenant version of the expression.

    The use of the word "blood" to refer to kin or familial relations has roots dating back to Greek and Roman traditions.[7]. This usage of the term was common in the English-speaking world at least as early as the mid 1300s. Because English speakers around that time would have understood the word "blood" as referring to family, it is likely that the use of "blood" in the expression "blood is thicker than water" would also have been understood by English speakers referring to family.

    Although not specifically related to the expression "blood is thicker than water", H.C. Trumbull notes an interesting comparison of blood and milk in the Arab world:

    "We, in the West, are accustomed to say that "blood is thicker than water" ; but the Arabs have the idea that blood is thicker than milk, than a mother's milk. With them, any two children nourished at the same breast are called "milk-brothers," or "sucking brothers"; and the tie between such is very strong. [..] But the Arabs hold that brothers in the covenant of blood are closer than brothers at a common breast; that those who have tasted each other's blood are in a surer covenant than those who have tasted the same milk together ; that "blood-lickers," as the blood-brothers are sometimes called, are more truly one than "milk-brothers," or "sucking brothers"; that, indeed, blood is thicker than milk, as well as thicker than water.[8]"

    More recently, Aldous Huxley's Ninth Philosopher's Song (1920) approached the proverb differently, stating, "Blood, as all men know, than water's thicker / But water's wider, thank the Lord, than blood."[9]
    "Blood is thicker than water" is:
    "Thicker than water" is:
    BLOOD IS THICKER THAN WATER

    1. Water into blood (דָם): Ex. 7:14–24[edit]

     This is what the LORD says: By this you will know that I am the LORD: With the staff that is in my hands I will strike the water of the Nile, and it will be changed into blood. The fish in the Nile will die, and the river will stink and the Egyptians will not be able to drink its water.
    — Exodus 7:17–18
    Nu (also Nenu, Nunu, Nun), feminine Naunet (also Nunut, Nuit, Nent, Nunet), is the deification of the primordial wateryabyss in the Hermopolitan Ogdoad cosmogony of ancient Egyptian religion. The name is paralleled with nen "inactivity" in a play of words in, "I raised them up from out of the watery mass [nu], out of inactivity [nen]". The name has also been compared Coptic noun "abyss; deep".[1]
    Nut is also the name of the sky goddess of the Ennead of Heliopolis.
    The name is spelled phonetically with the nw hieroglyph  
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     (may be repeated three times), with the determiners "sky 
    N1
     and waters 
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     . An alternative phonetic spelling used the phonogram nn  
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     . [2]
    Joshua /ˈɒʃuə/ or Jehoshua (Hebrewיְהוֹשֻׁעַ‎ Yĕhôshúʿa; Aramaicܝܫܘܥ‎‎ IshoGreekἸησοῦς, Arabicيوشع بن نون‎‎ Yashuaʿ ibn NūnLatinIosueTurkishYuşa) is the central figure in the Hebrew Bible's Book of Joshua. According to the books of ExodusNumbers and Joshua, he was Moses' assistant and became the leader of the Israelite tribes after the death of Moses.[3] His name was Hoshe'a (הוֹשֵׁעַ) the son of Nun, of the tribe of Ephraim, but Moses called him Yehoshu'a (יְהוֹשֻעַ; Joshua in English) (Numbers 13:16), the name by which he is commonly known. The name is shortened to Yeshua in Nehemiah (Nehemiah 8:17). According to the Bible he was born in Egypt prior to the Exodus.[2]

    Mary is a feminine given name, the English form of the name Maria, which was in turn a Latin form of the Greek names Μαριάμ (Mariam) and Μαρία (Maria), found in the New Testament. Both variants reflect Syro-Aramaic Maryam, itself a variant of the Hebrew name מִרְיָם or Miryam.[1]
    mar mf (plural mares)
    1. sea (body of water)
    The men or ah (/məˈnɔːrə/Hebrewמְנוֹרָה‎‎ [mənoːˈɾaː]) is described in the Bible as the seven-lamp (six branches) ancient Hebrew lampstand made of pure gold and used in the portable sanctuary set up by Moses in the wilderness and later in the Temple in Jerusalem. Fresh olive oil of the purest quality was burned daily to light its lamps. The menorah has been a symbol of Judaismsince ancient times and is the emblem on the coat of arms of the modern state of Israel.

    Allah (/ˈæləˈɑːləəlˈlɑː/;[1][2] Arabicالله‎, translit. Allāh‎, pronounced [ɑɫ'ɫɑːh]) is the Arabic word for God in Abrahamic religions. In the English language, the word generally refers to God in Islam.[3][4][5] The word is thought to be derived by contraction from al-ilāh, which means "the god", and is related to El and Elohim, the Hebrew words for God.[6][7]

    Rebekah) (HebrewרִבְקָהModern RivkáTiberian Riḇqā ISO 259-3 Ribqa,(Assyrianː ܪܲܦܩܵܐː Rapqa) from the Hebrew ribhqeh (lit., "connection"), from Semitic root r-b-q, "to tie, couple or join",[1] "to secure", or "to snare")[2] appears in the Hebrew Bible as the wife of Isaac and the mother of Jacob and Esau. Rebecca and Isaac were one of the four couples believed to be buried in the Cave of the Patriarchs, the other three being Adam and EveAbraham anSarah, and Jacob and Leah.[3]

    The Shekhina(h) (also spelled Shekina(h)Schechina(h), or Shechina(h)) (Biblical Hebrewשכינה‎‎) is the English transliteration of a Hebrew word meaning "dwelling" or "settling" and denotes the dwelling or settling of the divine presence of God. The Shekhinah is the feminine aspect of Divinity, also referred to as the Divine Presence. [1]:231

    This term does not occur in the Bible, and is from rabbinic literature.[2]:148[3][4]

    Shekhinah is derived from the Hebrew verb שכן.[need quotation to verify] The Semitic root means "to settle, inhabit, or dwell". This abstract noun is not present in the Bible, and is first encountered in rabbinic literature.[2]:148–149, [3] The root word is often used to refer to birds' nesting and nests. ("Every fowl dwells near its kind and man near his equal.")[5] and can also mean "neighbor" ("If two Tobiahs appeared, one of whom was a neighbour and the other a scholar, the scholar is to be given precedence."[6]

    Eve (/ˈiːv/Hebrewחַוָּה‎, Classical HebrewḤawwāh, in Aramaean and Modern Israeli HebrewChavahArabicحَوَّاء‎, translit. Ḥawwā'‎, Syriac: ܚܘܐ) is a figure in the Book of Genesis in the Hebrew Bible. According to the creation myth[1] of the Abrahamic religions, she was the first woman. In Islamic tradition, Eve is known as Adam's wife and the first woman although she is not specifically named in the Quran.

    According to the second chapter of Genesis, Eve was created by God (Yahweh) by taking her from the rib[2] of Adam, to be Adam's companion. She succumbs to the serpent's temptation to eat the forbidden fruit from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. She shares the fruit with Adam, and as a result the first humans are expelled from the Garden of Eden. Christian churches differ on how they view both Adam and Eve's disobedience to God (often called the fall of man), and to the consequences that those actions had on the rest of humanity. Christian and Jewish teachings sometimes hold Adam (the first man) and Eve to a different level of responsibility for the fall, although Islamic teaching holds both equally responsible.

    Although Eve is not a saint's name, the traditional name day of Adam and Eve has been celebrated on December 24

    From Middle English aren, from Old English earunearon ("are"), reinforced by Old Norse plural forms in er- (displacing alternative Old English sind and bēoþ), from Proto-Germanic (they) are", from Proto-Germanic *esi/*izi (a form of Proto-Germanic *wesaną ("to be")), from Proto-Indo-European *h₁ésti ("is"). Cognate with Old Norse erun ("(they) are"; > Icelandic eru ("(they) are"), Swedish är ("(they) are"), Danish er ("(they) are"))Old English eart("(thou) art"). More at art.


    Hey Zeus! (stylized as hey Zeus!) is the seventh and last studio album by X. Its tracks "Country at War" and "New Life" peaked at numbers 15 and 26 on the Billboard Modern Rock charts, respectively.

    Elyon (Biblical Hebrew עליוןMasoretic ʿElyōn) is an epithet of the God of the Israelites in the Hebrew BibleʾĒl ʿElyōn is usually rendered in English as "God Most High", and similarly in the Septuagint as "Ο ΘΕΟΣ Ο ΥΨΙΣΤΟΣ" ("God the highest").
    Revelation 7 is the seventh chapter of the Book of Revelation or the Apocalypse of John in the New Testament of the ChristianBible.[1][2] The book is traditionally attributed to John the Apostle.[3][4]

     great multitude stand before the Throne of God, who come out of the Great Tribulation, clothed with robes made "white in the blood of the Lamb" and having palm branches in their hands. (7:9–17)
    The Marriage Supper of the Lamb
    1. A great multitude praises God. (19:1–6)
    2. The marriage Supper of the Lamb. (19:7–10)
    Blood of Christ in Christian theology refers to (a) the physical blood actually shed by Jesus Christ primarily on the Cross, and the salvation which Christianity teaches was accomplished thereby; and (b) the sacramental blood present in the Eucharist or Lord's Supper, which is considered by CatholicOrthodoxAnglican, and Lutheran Christians to be the same blood of Christ shed on the Cross.

    The Roman Catholic ChurchEastern Orthodox churches, the Oriental Orthodox churches, the Assyrian Church of the East, and Lutherans, together with some Anglicans, believe in the Real Presence of Christ in the Eucharist. The Roman Catholic Church uses the term "Transubstantiation" to describe the change of the bread and wine into the body and blood of Christ. Eastern Orthodox too have authoritatively used the same term to describe the change, as in The Longer Catechism of The Orthodox, Catholic, Eastern Church[1] and in the decrees of the 1672 Synod of Jerusalem.[2

    The New Heaven and Earth, and New Jerusalem
    1. A new, glorious Heaven replaces the old Earth. There is no more suffering or death. (21:1–8)
    2. God comes to dwell with humanity in the New Jerusalem. (21:2–8)
    3. Description of the New Jerusalem. (21:9–27) 


    Seventh Heaven or 7th Heaven is a state of euphoria. It may also refer to:
    In religious or mythological cosmology, the seven heavens refer to the seven divisions of the Heaven, the abode of immortal beings, or the visible sky, the expanse containing the SunMoon and the stars.[1] This concept dates back to ancient Mesopotamian religions and can be found in the Abrahamic religions such as IslamJudaismand Christianity, a similar concept is also found in some Indian religions such as Hinduism.[2] Some of these traditions, including Jainism, also have a concept of seven earths or seven underworlds.

    The cross-cultural focus on the number seven may correspond to the seven classical planets: the MoonMercuryVenus, the SunMarsJupiter, and Saturn. These were the only objects in the sky visible to ancient astronomers (who had no telescopes) that move in predictable, repeated patterns (in contrast to comets) against the daily rotation of the fixed stars.

     The seventh heaven, which borrows some concepts from its Jewish counterpart, is depicted as being composed of divine light incomprehensible to the mortal man. Abraham is a resident of the seventh heaven.[12]According to some hadiths, the highest level of Jannah is firdaws,[13] and Sidrat al-Muntaha, a Lote tree, marks the end of the seventh heaven.

    In the Second Book of EnochEnoch travels through the seven heavens and gives geographical and visual documentation of them, describing houses, olive oil and flowers. He passes through the Garden of Eden in the Third Heaven on his way to meet the Lord in the 7th Heaven.[17]

    The notion of seven heavens may have been derived from the "magical" properties of the number seven, like the seven demons or the seven thrones. The number seven appears frequently in Babylonian magical rituals.[6] The seven Jewish and the seven Islamic heavens may have had their origin in Babylonian astronomy.[1]

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    Excalibur, or Caliburn, is the legendary sword of King Arthur, sometimes also attributed with magical powers or associated with the rightful sovereignty of Great Britain. Sometimes Excalibur and the Sword in the Stone (the proof of Arthur's lineage) are said to be the same weapon, but in most versions they are considered separate. Excalibur was associated with the Arthurian legend very early. In Welsh, it is called Caledfwlch; in CornishCalesvol; in BretonKaledvoulc'h; and in LatinCaliburnus.

    The name Excalibur ultimately comes from the Welsh Caledfwlch (and Breton Kaledvoulc'hMiddle Cornish Calesvol) which is a compound of caled "hard" and bwlch "breach, cleft".[1] 

     
    In Arthurian romance, a number of explanations are given for Arthur's possession of Excalibur. In Robert de Boron's Merlin, the first tale to mention the "sword in the stone" motif, Arthur obtained the British throne by pulling a sword from an anvil sitting atop a stone that appeared in a churchyard on Christmas Eve.[12][note 1] In this account, the act could not be performed except by "the true king," meaning the divinely appointed king or true heir of Uther Pendragon. This sword is thought by many to be the famous Excalibur, and its identity is made explicit in the later Prose Merlin, part of the Lancelot-Grail cycle.[13] This version also appears in the 1938 Arthurian novel The Sword in the Stone by British author T. H. White, and the Disney adaptation. They both quote the line from Thomas Malory in the 15th century; "Whoso Pulleth Out This Sword of this Stone and Anvil, is Rightwise King Born of all England".[14] The challenge of drawing a sword from a stone also appears in the Arthurian legends of Galahad, whose achievement of the task indicates that he is destined to find the Holy Grail
    In The Holy Kabbalah (Arthur Edward Waite, 255), Samael is described as the "severity of God", and is listed as fifth of the archangels of the world of Briah. Samael then became the consort of Adam's first wife, Lilith. Lilith is a demon created alongside Adam, originally created for the role Eve would fill. Samael created with her a host of demon children, including a son, the "Sword of Samael"[9] (or Asmodai).[10]
    The Amduat[pronunciation?] (literally "That Which Is In the Afterworld", also translated as "Text of the Hidden Chamber Which is in the Underworld" and "Book of What is in the Underworld")[1] In the sixth hour the most significant event in the underworld occurs. The ba (or soul) of Ra unites with his own body, or alternatively with the ba of Osiris within the circle formed by the mehen serpent. This event is the point at which the sun begins its regeneration; it is a moment of great significance, but also danger, as beyond it in hour 7 the adversary Apep (Apophis) lies in wait and has to be subdued by the magic of Isis, and the strength of Set assisted by Serqet. Once this has been done the sun god opens the doors of the tomb in hour 8 and then leaves the sandy island of Sokar by rowing vigorously back into the waters in hour 9. In hour 10 the regeneration process continues through immersion in the waters until in hour 11 the god's eyes (a symbol for his health and well being) are fully regenerated. In hour 12 he enters the eastern horizon ready to rise again as the new day's sun.

    Shadow of the Hegemon (2001) is the second novel in the Ender's Shadow series (often called the Bean Quartet) by Orson Scott Card. It is also the sixth novel in the Ender's Game series. It is told mostly from the point of view of Bean, a largely peripheral character in the original novel Ender's Game but the central protagonist of the parallel narrative Ender's Shadow.Shadow of the Hegemon was nominated for a Locus Award in 2002.[1]

    BereshitBereishitBereishisB'reshithBeresheet, or Bereishees (בְּרֵאשִׁית‎ – Hebrew for "in the beginning," the first word in the parashah) is the first weekly Torah portion (פָּרָשָׁה‎, parashah) in the annual Jewish cycle of Torah reading. The parashah consists of Genesis 1:1–6:8. The parashah is made up of 7,235 Hebrew letters, 1,931 Hebrew words, and 146 verses, and can occupy about 241 lines in a Torah Scroll (סֵפֶר תּוֹרָה‎, Sefer Torah).[1]


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    Saul and the Israelites are facing the Philistines in the Valley of Elah. Twice a day for 40 days, morning and evening, Goliath, the champion of the Philistines, comes out between the lines and challenges the Israelites to send out a champion of their own to decide the outcome in single combat, but Saul is afraid. David, bringing food for his elder brothers, hears that Goliath had defied the armies of God and of the reward from Saul to the one that defeats him, and accepts the challenge. Saul reluctantly agrees and offers his armor, which David declines, taking only his staff, sling (Hebrewקָלַ֗ע‎‎ qāla') and five stones from a brook.

      
    David and Goliath confront each other, Goliath with his armor and javelin, David with his staff and sling. "The Philistine cursed David by his gods", but David replies: "This day the LORD will deliver you into my hand, and I will strike you down; and I will give the dead bodies of the host of the Philistines this day to the birds of the air and to the wild beasts of the earth; that all the earth may know that there is a God in Israel, and that all this assembly may know that God saves not with sword and spear; for the battle is God's, and he will give you into our hand."

    David hurls a stone from his sling and hits Goliath in the center of his forehead, Goliath falls on his face to the ground, and David cuts off his head. The Philistines flee and are pursued by the Israelites "as far as Gath and the gates of Ekron". David puts the armor of Goliath in his own tent and takes the head to Jerusalem, and Saul sends Abner to bring the boy to him. The king asks whose son he is, and David answers, "I am the son of your servant Jesse the Bethlehemite."



    In Greek mythology Medusa (/məˈdjzəməˈ-, -sə/, US: /məˈd-/; Μέδουσα "guardian, protectress")[1] was a monster, a Gorgon, generally described as a winged human female with living venomous snakes in place of hair. Gazers upon her hideous face would turn to stone. Most sources describe her as the daughter of Phorcys and Ceto,[2] though the author Hyginus makes her the daughter of Gorgon and Ceto.[3] According to Hesiod and Aeschylus, she lived and died on an island named Sarpedon, somewhere near Cisthene. The 2nd-century BCE novelist Dionysios Skytobrachion puts her somewhere in Libya, where Herodotus had said the Berbers originated her myth, as part of their religion.

    Medusa was beheaded by the hero Perseus, who thereafter used her head, which retained its ability to turn onlookers to stone, as a weapon[4] until he gave it to the goddess Athena to place on her shield. In classical antiquity the image of the head of Medusa appeared in the evil-averting device known as the Gorgoneion.

    The New International Version translates the passage as:
    "I baptize you with water for repentance.
    But after me will come one who is more
    powerful than I, whose sandals I am not
    fit to carry. He will baptize you
    with the Holy Spirit and with fire.
    For a collection of other versions see BibRef Matthew 3:11

     DON'T SHOOT THE MESSENGER



    CHRIST I AN IT WHY

     I didn't do this, you know; this kinda just "fell in my lap."  Still, I think it's going to help.  Call it... "not funny" call it "sic" see the error came before K.  Honestly, it's so much better than being orange.


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    When I tell you that there is an invisible force turning Eden into an actualk walled garden It's not any kind of exaggeration, and it's not just because of the press.  It's everywhere I go, online--from Facebook groups to conspiracy forums... this information is instantly (within minutes) erased, everywhere.  It's 1984 come alive, and you can do your 2-minute hate all you want--without this message, you'd never know.  Understand, you'd never know what you are dealing with.  Even in "fringe" and "alternative" outlets, the agents of the Matrix--little "Mr. Ssshhh's" pop up and do their dirty work ... playing this little game (or quasi excuse, or actual truth) of hiding how hiding is happening from the world.


    I feel a little bit like Noah or Jorel, jumping up and down screaming that something is here already--happening right now--that nobody can see, because they aren't trying to ... show the world the truth ... this obvious message, that's everywhere.

    I need you to break the story.  It's the only way.  Take a good look, ymene, in the worlds of  Shake-Rod "is this signature to be seen, or is freedom not to be?"

    Clymene, an Oceanid,[3] wife of the Titan Iapetus, and mother of AtlasEpimetheusPrometheus, and Menoetius;[4] other authors relate the same of her sister Asia.[5]A less common genealogy makes Clymene the mother of Deucalion by Prometheus.[6][7] The Oceanid Clymene is also given as the wife to King Merops of Ethiopiaand, by Helios, mother of Phaëton and the Heliades.[8][9][10]

    In a place where you now are probably pretty sure that I am "not wrong" about knowing that I am the pen of God,  maybe sometimes called his Hand, and tucked away in places like every dollar bill and the temple of Hathor in Dendera his Eye... you probably won't be surprised to hear me tell you that somewhere in the maze that Icarus calls a labyrinth, Jesus calls a "living vine," the Norse call "a tree"  and I have you time and time again is the Amduat--this place that Ra calls the Underworld... there exists a story about a long lost dick, and lo, here I am.
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    John Hancock (January 23, 1737 [O.S. January 12, 1736] – October 8, 1793) was an American merchant, statesman, and prominent Patriot of the American Revolution. He served as president of the Second Continental Congress and was the first and third Governor of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts. He is remembered for his large and stylish signature on the United States Declaration of Independence, so much so that the term John Hancock has become, in the United States, a synonym for a signature.[2]

    The Watergate scandal was a major political scandal that occurred in the United States in the 1970s, following a break-in at the Democratic National Committee (DNC) headquarters at the Watergate office complex in Washington, D.C. on June 17, 1972, and President Richard Nixon's administration's attempted cover-up of its involvement. When the conspiracy was discovered and investigated by the U.S. Congress, the Nixon administration's resistance to its probes led to a constitutional crisis.[1]

    Osiris is the mythological father of the god Horus, whose conception is described in the Osiris myth, a central myth in ancient Egyptian belief. The myth described Osiris as having been killed by his brother Set, who wanted Osiris' throne. Isis joined the fragmented pieces of Osiris, but the only body part missing was the phallus. Isis fashioned a golden phallus, and briefly brought Osiris back to life by use of a spell that she learned from her father. This spell gave her time to become pregnant by Osiris before he again died. Isis later gave birth to Horus. As such, since Horus was born after Osiris' resurrection, Horus became thought of as a representation of new beginnings and the vanquisher of the evil Set.

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    In Genesis 17 when Abram was ninety-nine years old, God declared his new name: "Abraham" – "a father of many nations", and gave him the covenant of circumcision. God gave Sarai the new name "Sarah", and blessed her.[16] Abraham was given assurance that Sarah would have a son. Not long afterwards, Abraham and Sarah were visited by three men. One of the visitors told Abraham that upon his return next year, Sarah would have a son. While at the tent entrance, Sarah overheard what was said, and she laughed to herself about the prospect of having a child at their ages. The visitor inquired of Abraham why Sarah laughed at the idea of bearing a child, for her age was as nothing to God. Sarah soon became pregnant and bore a son to Abraham, at the very time which had been spoken. The patriarch, then a hundred years old, named the child "Isaac" (Hebrew yitschaq, "laughter") and circumcised him when he was eight days old.[17] For Sarah, the thought of giving birth and nursing a child, at such an old age, also brought her much laughter, as she declared, "God hath made me to laugh, [so that] all that hear will laugh with me."[18] Abraham held a great feast on the day when Isaac was to be weaned. It was during this banquet that Sarah happened upon the then teenaged Ishmael mocking[19] and was so disturbed that she requested that both he and Hagar be removed from their company.[20] Abraham was initially distressed by this but relented when told by God to do as his wife had asked.[21]

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    Maybe you can't find it, it's possible that's what this is... Bill Gates and Microsoft have alterted me to the problem, so I am doing my best to ensure that you do not miss the value of this little treasure.  Taylor complained about it, and it's probably no surprise that those words made it grow just a little bit bigger.   From her throat clearing at the beginning of "Bedroom Window" I don't think she'll have any problem swallowing why... it is that I am so sure she wants to talk... about "my message."

    If it wasn't for "Seagate" and "Gateway" and "Apple" you might have looked aside, and missed the import of "Microsoft."  If not for Taylor's beautiful cross you might not know that this thing is the arrow that changes our direction from South to Northeast, I know, it's an eye sore... but it's what we have here--and we should cherish it, we really should.

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    MESS I AN I C ALL WHY

    Every now and then, I feel like I have to remind you, that this is a signatureit's a very big one, it's on the Declaration of Independence--signed by powerful influence, called John Hancock.   He probably didn't know his name was related to Yankee Doodle, and Richard Nixon probably wasn't aware that his name, and then name Michael" have something to do with finding the hard road to Heaven.  If it wasn't for Isaac, for his burning altar and God laughing his ass off about the wood, we might not have connected it to Woodward and Burnstein--we might not have seen anything about brothers in alms, up in arms about the psych ward.  At... "Broward" and Howard.

    The pen himself is sure that we would have missed the link between revolutionizing voting and Die Bold, were it not for this email--to be honest.  We're still missing the point, tenebris is succeeding until you break the story.  Come on, trust in the fact that not seeing it is certainly more evil than seeing it.  Don't you think?  

    I'm sure there's more, but what will the world think of me, if all I do is search high and low for people talking about my light.

    I swear, I didn't do it.  Honestly, do you think it's going to help me get a date or not?  I'm willing to bet it will.


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    "Yankee Doodle" is a well-known British-American song, the early versions of which date back to before the Seven Years' War and the American Revolution (1775–83).[1] It is often sung patriotically in the United States today and is the state anthemof Connecticut.[2] Its Roud Folk Song Index number is 4501.
    To tell you it's obvious that Yankee Doodle, is about the "Spockalypse" is an understatement.  I think we can all CY now, but connecting his feathered "cap" to the crown of Osiris and the story ofShu ... to see his little pony is on fire, and not only is it a horse in Revelation, it's a civilization (or is it a computer?) here and there too.  This story is about setting the horse free--but not without some "talking lessons" straight out of Nickelodeon.  It means "light," the feather is a metaphor for light. 
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    Do a few sentences really make that big of a difference?  Some key letters?  Can you show me what I'm doing wrong?  Is there a way to turn me into Adam, rather than a rock?  I think you can.

    Are eye Dr. Who or Master Y?

    Adam Marshall Dobrin is a National Merit Scholar who was born on December 8, 1980 in Plantation, FL and attended Pine Crest School where he graduated sumofi cum louder in "only some of it is humorous." Later he attended the University of Florida (which quickly resulted in a wreck), Florida Atlantic University, and finally Florida Gulf Coast University--where he still has failed to become Dr. Who. While attending "school" He worked in the computer programming and business outsourcing industries for about 15 years before proclaiming to have received a Revelation from God connecting the 9/11 attack and George Bush to the Burning Bush of Exodus and a message about technocracy and pre-crime.

    Adam, as he prefers to be called, presents a concise introduction to paradox proven by the Bible through "verifiable" anachronism in language some stuff about Mars colonization and virtual reality and a list of reasons why ignoring this is actually an ELE. Adam claims to be Thor because of a connection between music and the Trial of Thor as well as the words "author" and "authority." He suggests you be Thundercats and call a reporter. There is also a suggestion that Richard Nixon and John Hancock are related to a signature from God, about freedom and America... and the "unseeingly ironic" Deepthroat and Taylor Momsen.

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    In Biblical characters from Mary to Hosea, to see "sea" in Spanish, and in the Taming of the Spanglishrew ... a message is woven from the word Menorah: "men, or all humanity?" to the Statue of Liberty, and the Sons of Liberty, and the light above us, our SOL; which shows us that through the Revelation of Christ and the First Plague of Exodus, a blessing in disguise--turning water to blood, the sea to family; a common thread and single author of our entire history is revealed, a Father of our future. A message of freedom shines out of the words of scripture, revealing a gate to a new technologically "radical" form of democracy and a number of unseen or secret issues that have stalled the progress of humanity... and solutions, solutions from our sea.
    The Revelation shows us that not only ever word, but every idiom from "don't shoot the messenger" to "blood is thicker than water" we have ties to this message that pervades a hidden Matrix of light connecting movies and music and history all together in a sort of guide book to Salvation and to Heaven.

    Oopsyeth.

    His Revelation, woven into his life, continues to suggest that skinny dippingforced methamphetamine addiction, and lots and lots of "me A.D." as well as his humorous depiction of a dick plastered over the Sound of Silence, his very Holy click, have something to do with saving our family and then the entire Universe from hidden mind control technology and the problems introduced by secret time travel. From the trials and tribulations of "Job" being coerced and controlled into helping to create this wall of Jericho; we find even more solutions, an end to addiction, to secrecy, and to this hidden control--a focal point of the life of Jesus Christ.

    It tells us a story of recursion in time, that has brought us here numerous times--with the details of his life recorded not only in the Bible but in myths of Egyptian, Norse, and Greek mythology. The huge juxtaposition of the import of the content of the message shows the world how malleable our minds really are to this technology, how we could have been "fooled" into hiding our very freedom from ourselves in order to protect the "character" of a myth. A myth that comes to true life by delivering this message. In truth, from the now revealed content of the story of this repeated life, it should become more and more clear that we have not achieved success as of yet, that I have never "arrived whole" and that is why we are here, back again.

    Home is where the Heart is...

    When asked how He thinks we should respond to his message, He says "I think we already cherish it, and should strive to understand how it is that freedom is truly delivered through sharing the worth of this story that is our beginning. 'tis coming." Adam claims to be God, or at least look just like him and that the entirety of the Holy Scriptures as well as a number of ancient myths from Prometheus to Heimdallr and Yankee Doodle are actually about his life, and this event. An extensive amount of his writing relates to reformation of our badly broken and decidedly evil criminal justice system as well as ending the Global hunger crisis with the snap of his little finger.

    He has written a number of books explaining how this Revelation connects to the delivery of freedom (as in Exodus), through a message about censorship among other social problems which he insists are being intentionally exacerbated by Satan--who he would ha've preferred not to be associated with.

    He adds, "how do you like me now? How bow dah, god 'nuff?"



    The Grinch is a bitter, grouchy, cave-dwelling creature with a heart "two sizes too small" who lives on snowy Mount Crumpit, a steep high mountain just north of the town of Whoville, home of the merry and warm-hearted Whos. His only companion is his unloved, but loyal dog, Max. From his cave, the Grinch can hear the noisy Christmas festivities that take place in Whoville. Annoyed, he decides to stop Christmas from coming by stealing their presents, trees, and food for their Christmas feast. He crudely disguises himself as Santa Claus, and forces Max, disguised as a reindeer, to drag a sleigh to Whoville. Once there, the Grinch slides down the chimney and steals all of the Whos' Christmas presents, the Christmas tree, and the log for their fire. He is briefly interrupted in his burglary by Cindy Lou, a little Who girl, but concocts a crafty lie to effect his escape from her home.

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    In Greek mythologyCerberus (/ˈsɜːrbərəs/;[2] GreekΚέρβερος Kerberos [ˈkerberos]), often called the "hound of Hades", is the monstrous multi-headed dog that guards the gates of the Underworld to prevent the dead from leaving. Cerberus was the offspring of the monsters Echidna and Typhon, and usually is described as having three heads, a serpent for a tail, and snakes protruding from parts of his body. Cerberus is primarily known for his capture by Heracles, one of Heracles' twelve labours.

    VER THE GATEKEEPER

    All Dogs Go to Heaven is a 1989 animated musical comedy-drama film directed and produced by Don Bluth, and released by United Artists and Goldcrest Films.[4] It tells the story of Charlie B. Barkin (voiced by Burt Reynolds), a German Shepherd that is murdered by his former friend, Carface (voiced by Vic Tayback, in his final film role), but withdraws from his place in Heaven to return to Earth, where his best friend, Itchy Itchiford (voiced by Dom DeLuise) still lives, and he teams up with a young orphan girl, Anne-Marie (voiced by Judith Barsi, in her final film role), who teaches them an important lesson about kindness, friendship and love.

    Caleb, sometimes transliterated as Kaleb (כָּלֵב‎, KalevTiberian vocalization: Kālēḇ; Hebrew Academy: Kalev), is a figure who appears in the Hebrew Bible as a representative of the Tribe of Judah during the Israelitesjourney to the Promised Land. A reference to him may also be found in the Quran, although his name is not mentioned.
    According to the Jewish Encyclopedia, "since 'Caleb' signifies dog, it has been thought that the dog was the totem of [Caleb's] clan".[1] The New American Standard Exhaustive Concordance states that the name Kaleb (Caleb) is related to the word for "dog" (keleb).[2] It should be noted that the Bible was written down centuries before Hebrew diacritics were introduced, and there is no certain knowledge of how the name was pronounced when the biblical text was written.
    In Hebrew, the name is pronounced /ˈkɑːlɛb/ or /ˈkɑːlɛv/; the modern English pronunciation /ˈkləb/ is courtesy of the Great Vowel Shift.
    Caleb, son of Jephunneh (Numbers 13:6) is not to be confused with Caleb, great-grandson of Judah through Tamar (1 Chronicles 2:3-9). This other Caleb was the son of Hezron, and his wife was Azubah (I Chronicles 2:18,19).
    According to Numbers 13, Caleb, the son of Jephunneh, was one of the twelve spies sent by Moses into Canaan. Their task, over a period of 40 days,[3] was to explore the Negev and surrounding area, and to make an assessment of the geographical features of the land, the strength and numbers of the population, the agricultural potential and actual performance of the land, settlement patterns (whether their cities were like camps or strongholds), and forestry conditions. Moses also asked them to be courageous and to return with samples of local produce.[4]
    In the Numbers 13 listing of the heads of each tribe, verse 6 reads "Of the tribe of Judah, Caleb the son of Jephunneh." Caleb's report balanced the appeal of the land and its fruits with the challenge of making a conquest.
    Verse 30 of chapter 13 reads "And Caleb stilled the people toward Moses, and said: 'We should go up at once, and possess it; for we are well able to overcome it.'"[5] Caleb and Joshua said the people should trust God and go into the land; the other ten spies, being fearful and rebellious, argued that conquering the land was impossible.
    Caleb the spy is the son of Jephunneh. Jephunneh is called a Kenizzite (Numbers 32:12, Joshua 14:6,14). The Kenizzites are listed (Genesis 15:19) as one of the nations who lived in the land of Canaan, at the time that God covenanted with Abram (Abraham) to give that land to his descendants forever (Genesis 17:8). However, Caleb is mentioned alongside the descendants of Judah recorded in 1 Chronicles 4: "And the sons of Caleb the son of Jephunneh: Iru, Elah, and Naam; and the sons of Elah: Kenaz" (1 Chronicles 4:15).[6] Numbers 13:6, likewise, lists Caleb as a tribal leader in Judah.
    The Kenizzites are generally considered an Edomite clan (see Genesis 36:40-43).[7]
    Kaleb (c. 520) is perhaps the best-documented, if not best-known, King of Axum situated in modern-day Eritrea and North Ethiopia.
    Procopius of Caesarea calls him "Hellestheaeus", a variant of his throne name Ella Atsbeha or Ella Asbeha (Histories, 1.20). Variants of his name are Hellesthaeus, Ellestheaeus, Eleshaah, Ella Atsbeha, Ellesboas, and Elesboam, all from the Greek Ελεσβόάς, for "The one who brought about the morning" or "The one who collected tribute."
    At Aksum, in inscription RIE 191, his name is rendered in unvocalized Gə'əz as KLB 'L 'ṢBḤ WLD TZN (Kaleb ʾElla ʾAṣbeḥa son of Tazena). In vocalized Gə'əz, it is ካሌብ እለ አጽብሐ (Kaleb ʾƎllä ʾAṣbəḥa).
    Kaleb, a name derived from the Biblical character Caleb, is his given biblical name; ʾOn both his coins and inscriptions he left at Axum, as well as Ethiopian hagiographical sources and king lists, he refers to himself as the son of Tazena.[6] He may be the "Atsbeha" or "Asbeha" of the Ethiopian legends of Abreha and Asbeha, the other possibility being Ezana's brother Saizana.

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    הודבר

    So I'm basque'ing in my hot tub, the one my new Palace has, and I'm thinking to myself how lucky I am to be enjoying so much luxuiry so many years after the wake of the Cry-slur Crossfire ... and even the reverberation of those waves upon "understanding" what that cars name meant.  Not really, that's not really it at all... I've been tortured, and you don't seem to recognize it at all, not to care that I'm literally telling you "who-da-bar" of uh, the Jewish prayers that use that word in relationship to "AD on ... A i ts me" (c ... A, t, ¥, hadasha, brit hadasha) is showing you, or the future or Heaven or people that have hearts, how to find a sickness ... not just the desire to torture but one to blame people for things ... "other people" have done, just because they look similar.  

    ואחר הדברים והאמת האלה, הגלוים וידועים לכל, נחזור לענין ראשון בענין הכעס, שהוא כעובד עבודה זרה

    After these words and this truth, which are manifest and known to all, let us return to the original subject, concerning anger — where a person [who is angry] is likened to an idolater.

    והיינו במילי דעלמא, כי הכל בידי שמים חוץ מיראת שמים

    This is so only with regard to mundane matters, for “everything is in the hands of heaven except for the fear of heaven.”

    For instance, there's many lost souls that dare to "grab their necks" (as they drive by, on the road--that I'm ... walking ... on) in caricaturized outlandish and extravagant motions to point pout how Dave Matthews "Crash Into Me" and ,.. Horizon ELEmentary ... link together to tell the beginning of a story of why and what may have happened in some past apocalypse (call it the first (and you'll be mistaken), see we're the at the last--truly, and never again will anyone think it's the first, or be able to try another time--it's sealed here at and as and because of "dis#ase") marked by not just songs or The Pretty Reckless but also by what I consider to an assassination attempt through time, from a place in the skies I look at today that has no business "assassinating" anyone ... lest themselves.  It's the whole idea though, of Heaven killing people, that's a problem--something they should see is "murder" whether or not they believe they have the right to decide who lives and who kiss them.  On top of that this particular "Resurrection" has caused me pain every day of my life since it happened, and lo; it places us in a strange position, one where I feel very altruistic for fighting for your freedom and for a happy future, even though I've been wronged not just once, but now--look at you.  Nasty, that's what God's added comments "explain" about the New American Standard for "tank you."


    Yeah, when I was so young and so innocent I drove a Crossfire, it was Daimler's 300$ a month promotion though, and like Dave sings, take a look; take a look again, his cancer eaten, his life deprived."  I know I've told you ... that you're participating in group behavior, specific behaviors that prove outside control and that breaking them, specifically these behaviors will do something akin to "letting the music actually set you free," I know you don't want to hear that I think tithing is a horrible practice and that it's stupid to think you can pay for salvation--while at the same time, here in this one special place helping to pay for advertising for a message that actually might do it ... well, it's not so stupid to donate to "Pa why", rather than a Church.  How cupid I must look to blast to a wall of unified plaster that silence is not the way, and all I need is a date--and fail to point out that there must be some kind of "bar" or "lock" or "switch" in the sky above you that simply keeps you from communicating normally, or ... saying anything at all about virtual reality and cancer, and how silence is related to both.  Though here I am, broke as a joke, and I can't for the life of me figure out why not a single girl shows interest on OKCupid or "Hinge" (Hi Adan, "gee e?") even though those sites are named after me, and this... and even though on the streets, well it seems like everyone already knows my name.  Ev#ryone, I mean ut.

    Coming out of the woodwork .. my long held idiomatic belief as to .. who "should be" contacting me to help write this thing, or work on the "hisword" ... something that would be ... literally "patriarchal" in reference to titles like "founders or fathers of actual freedom" or ... "the builders of the system that saves the Universe."  So, I might look silly, but I keep saying I'm a mirror, and you don't get it. 

    "Ev#ryone knows" is not the same thing as everyone sees it on TV or on a billboard, and even farther from what we need .. everyone knows and thinks "this is OK" is an everyone that's not OK.  You're crazy, period; crazy is not something that can be "majority overruled" or "unanimity decided" it's something very different; it's a break in logic, and that's what you are.

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    So that's not really what I was thinking about, though this particular place is so much nicer than the shared rooms and rehab centers where I've been spending nearly all of my time for the last few years; these years where I've donated my time and a significant amount of personal skills... from information technology to "creative writing" in order to further a cause that I believe in more than anything--the dissemination of truth and freedom.   It's a strange place and a strange time, where nearly everything I ever learned was needed in order to become a "yeoman" staring at this place of "no yo" in utter disbelief; as I see inane malice of "e" spinning it's wheels to try and alter your present truth in favor of some new lie it .. or you .. would prefer to present to the future.  All the while apparently not understan ding what that makes it, or you--dead or a lie. Obviously neither thing is an acceptable casualty in this place where clear as day and night all of our problems come both immediately from ... and stem organically and intrinsically at their source by nothing but... "lies."   There's the lie of scare resources and the lie of the nature of our existence and the biggest lie of all, whatever the hell you are doing instead of ... caring about you and your future.

    So I amused myself ... in my solitude ... like I often do.  I thought about the "Adamic linguistic" link between "PLE" and "ORE" ... two trinities of letters that spell out something similar, "pearly" and "shiny" and how the latter specifically might link to the stuff I've been writing about (and actually heard some college kids somewhere found pretty interesting) ... the shiney new luster on a concept billions of years older than any human.  So the word in play is "spore" and of course it connects in my thoughts to the DNA of Echidna and even some random flower that perpetuates itself through a "press and release" and especially ... special to me is Roe vs. Wader.   Shiny and the heart of "e" I'm staring out at a mass that now appears less intelligent and less connected and less bright than ever before--to think it might be "shiney" to connect "dust in the wind" to the idea of the Omega Point Seed (from some other movie, maybe a Star Trek story line) to link these concents of the fundamental building blocks of Heaven ... "the skynet' and even to David's sling--which might project some spores all the way to Andromeda without anyone in "e" ever having to glance at whether or not we had the "math right" in our trajectory towards uh, "adding in" a Woman's right to choose .. you know, as an important ingredient in the quest of whether not we want to arrive (or travel).  

    If you're slower and stupider than you look (which you might be), I'm connecting the idea that heart of "e" is Roe ... eggs that haven't been Waded in by Darth Angle ... to the very simple and obvious idea that if copies of you are being sent out into space for "purposes of birth of life" and they haven't been Waded in, then you're really not seeing me, or this message, or having any choice wither or not you are to be cloned a billion times over, and whether or not you'll have to do same thing over and over and over again because nobody really seems to care that you've lost communication with every spore you've sent.... oh, right, and with me and with each other here in this place that you think is going to be "the beginning of everything."  You've lost it already, and you never really had it.

    just quick lol ha'B... on "bon apetit" and tithing...oh, and Bionic Beaver ;)

    BLURB IONIC APE TIT S HEHE

    So it's clear now from Asimov's Foundation and from our history ... that what we're looking at right now this very moment is the "Dark Ages" projected into history and into fiction and into everything at all but what really matters, which is into your mind's eye of understanding.  For those of you that don't know, the Bubonic Plague was caused by shit in the streets; something that probably caused the creation of municipal sewer systems ... very specifically as the socially needed technology that kept you from just pouring your toilet bowls out the window into the street below ... as another "LED."  It too, it might be related to my ignorance (and yours) as I stare at story after story of B intimating that she owes me "dark to right" with nightmare after nightmare of torture--and only stupid responses ... like from @DanaSchwartzzz who (I had a minor crush on for only a few days, and) managed to eek though the shield-fire-wall-of-e that she doesn't know what I'm complaining about, they saw the whole thing on Heaven's Hellscope Television channel (is it itch.tv?).  So Dana, that's what I'm complaining about. 

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    Anyway, if you read it, it's "B you're good I see" or something like that, in this place where that "bon" of French (for good!) has come into contact with "Bon Vogage" and it's connection to probably her linking together the two angels of Hamadamascus with "have a nice trip"and either RIP or "I'm sure I'll see (voy) the Golden Age of Adam." .. so I'm staring at the Darkness and wondering when you'll figure out that you are really your own worst enemies, and I have no interest in in doing anything but helping you change.  Oh, I see it "carbonite" too, that's from Star Wars

    You need to change.   Double-speak and thought police have no place in a bright future.

    Anyway, there's also the distinct loss of "i" between Bubonic and Bionic; which was another B-ism that made me smile a little bit--even if she didn't know she was sort or making me feel warm and fuzzy inside.   

    That brings us to the "SEWER" that's the key to ending the plague .. and I'm looking at it and it joins together the "EW" of ... Entertainment Weekly and Jew and "pew" and even John Stewart and this story about how "everyone willing not to be silent' eventually saves everyone, everyone really... though today ER is quieter than ever before, and I'm like, "outlook poor" ... and so is our Magic 8-ball, is it related?  

    #MCALL, C U RU STUDIP

    To remind you--forcing someone to have a bad dream, is evil.  period. 

    Making someone actually live a nightmare ... twice, three times ...  more than that?  That's cause for annihilation.   At least in my book, and I'm the one carrying Yosemite Sams big, BIG stick; and no apparent other recourse in what appears to me to be a "sea of conssistent ressurection of evil" ... despite consistent attempts to erase it, replace it, and heal it   On that word, it's become my new biological reasonf Achilles' Heel, it's like ... despite the pummace scrub, the "callous" keeps coming back ...  and do see, it's the "R" that helps us exit the subterranean Hell literally visually depicted and described in the Matrix, as Zion.   There will be no reboot.

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    I've always sort of had it in my head that John 1:1 spoke about a specific word, over the course of my journey I've wondered if it was "palabra" and then maybe "ha'esh" ... and it's possible moving towards the latter end of the story, this time when it's so very clear that nobody is acting "logically" and for that reason that I'm stuck in some strange alternate reality where ,... well, where nobody seems to care at all for the "world" that they were born in--nor to see how an "Exodus" from that place, planned ... obviously ... for thousands of years in and of itself causes very serious doubt to cast over the worth of that Exodus' "destination." 

    Around Christmas, associated with the concepts of OEM and refurbished and "factory warranty" expiring I kind of thought about the idea that maybe the "hardware" that I'm clearly describing the rico-creation of ... maybe it's at some end-of-life stage where it needs to be updated or replaced, and even in the few brief sentences I connected to Y2K and B0K (2000, and 2011) I sort of wasted our time explaining what I see as a possible gap "in space" between (C the Light) Ark and Kenterprise ... a complete overhaul or a Unix-like 'MV" rather than a Assember "MOV" that (an ASM MOV is basically just a "copy" operation, with no "RM" of the source) really is the reason Asimov has his name ... and the point there is that if there's some .. unforseeable and unfathomable constraint preventing K's message (which is religion, and words, words like "infirmity" and "malady" and "confirmation") from being actually executed ... if there's something keeping us from being able to "heal the sick en masse" that the clear right thing to do is move everyone and destroyed the broken machine--nobody wants to be stuck in a broken machine, right?

    Anyway, I don't think there's any doubt that "morality" and the knowledge that this message presents, the meaning and impact of the two letters "Si" and the change wrought by being on a "silicon chip" rather than on "terra firma" (more confirmation?) ... that there's just no way that it's socially acceptable to continue simulating pain and disease in a place where "the rest state" rests my case for me, we certainly would be better off in a place that didn't do the extra work required to ... you know, spread diseases and simulated the impact of bullets in a place where that's still extra work, even if the rules of natural law were ... "automatic."

    Anyway, I started trying to explain how simple is it ... to just build a shiled or some kind of "object interaction event" that would simply prevent all collisions; car accidents, bullet impacts, falling avalanches and even xeROX thAT HOuston, which was one of my favorite links between "Houston, we have a problem" and "copy that" and Xerox and ...  John 8:7''s "let he who is without sin cast the first stone." ... that's just that simple to build a sort of "net" that magically appears and stops collisions that would cause unwanted harm to people ... and then I read the word "collision" and sort of smiled, it was another "malady" holding deep in it's heart the same kind of "it i" that I saw in "apparition" and made me so very fond of the Roman word for Juptier ... Iuppiter .. and also for references to Casper that I see in so many places.  In my best Tricky Dick voice, surely I say to you ... Har-wer sois the key, if I am a ghost, than so are we."

    WANTED: DEAD OR THE LIE.  In that same line of thiniing, "the rest case" gives us plenty of impetus to understand why it is that it's just obviously morally wrong to "print a planet full of people" in reality ... in the place that ... under this specific circumstance really is the worst of all Hells; to a place where there truly is no way to escape from pain and infirmity other than death--and surrounded by a message explaining that they are the "heart of Heaven" at least, as soon as they receive and respond to those specifi words.  It's really rooted in every bit of every word, seeing "heart" as Earth re-arrainged and the blood of Christ pumping in it, post the explanation of the First Plague, that ... it's family in the place that literally saves the future from pain and disease and death.  

    With that last one, another "word" anthropomorphized by Dr's Seuss and Who ... in Exodus connecting Samael to the "I AM" and explaining... really explaining that it's the difference between a "line feed" and a "Holy R" (as the heart of "North" and MInerva" (which is Heaven... on its head) ... that brings us one line higher towards God or towards reality or towards ... the good place.  So it's seeing that "h" that's the how, at the end of Maveth and Death and Earth moving up and to the forefront of the word "heavens" ... by responding to this message with something "heaven worthy" rather than silence. 

    MIR?  Seriously, Gibraltar, am I here? Gee.. Room .. Lake?

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    because I see I'm here, and I really don't get it.. table row, are you (this) Man?  kind-a?

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    or... you think it's just me?

    Had an interesting conversation on Twitter, someone initiated it and then asked about the "sword theme" on the website.  The whole thing is too clever for me to have spontaneously come up with (just like pretty much everything I (and probably you too) do in this place) so I'm reproducing it.  Just so you know I'm not nearly as much of a desperate thirsty lackey as the initial part comes of as, I didn't mean TM; this person's handle was similar to someone else's, who happens to also have that strange name.  Honestly it's not all that witty, but it's a few Princess Bride quotes used in a way that kind of makes it seem like the whole thing is scripted.  The whole thing is scripted by the way, from the actual script of the Princess Bride (and it's connection to uh, the Man in the Iron-Jesus) to whatever you just thought.

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    I had another introduction here, but uihhh... who cares, right?  Literally at the exasct same time this parallel conversation began ...

    and ... back to "hisword."

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    XIV

    Issues with communication have LED me to believe that there are significant and "non-Terran" technologies affecting free communication on the internet.  There are "clues" in this message in our history, things like connecting "CARNIVORE" which probably was naed from some top secret DOD document like the Northwoods Operation ... it's connected to a Trinity referencing "program" called Phiple Troenix. It leads me to believe that some action needs to be taken to ensure our "disaster recovery" system actually recognizes that wer are in the midst of a serious disaster--a loss of freedom, logical thinking, and free speech. Not seeing a "dent" on the Internet is a big, big deal. I've dubbed the issue, "HADARPANET" in this vein ...

    Multiple biblical characters with the name Hadad (Hadar) existed.

    I sent a rather detailed accounting of the issue to my group I consider "members of the free press who still have brains."  I think you can probably also join that list if you wanted, it receives far less traffic than the other one.  What you are reading is a compliation of several messages, about 7 that I distributed through various other means; I imagine you didn't see or hear about that, whether or not that's the case ... my personal faith in the continuity of reality and our society shatters when nobody contacts me with anything interesting to say, at all.  I've talked to some people, most of those discussions are brief and riddled with "idiocy" ... you have to see that what this is is a "converation starter" and a litmus test for whether or not you are "real" ... you don't look real.  Docialize.  

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    So I mean, I think we get the idea ... around online voting, and workflow and how those things might combine in some not-as-distant-as-you-think future to help us build a sort of software based infrastructure to avoid things like government shut downs over whether or not we should be able to make an invisible wall between bullets and kids heads.  Seriously, we shouldn't have to have a total system shut down to have a public conversation about how everyone knows (you do, right?) that we're living in a simulated reality, and how that means something ... really specific about the message telling us it's very simple to turn your bullets into potpourri in mid-air based on what they're going to hit.  Anyway I'm sort of congealing and mixing two disparate thoughts together here, but the point is I really want to take this software, the "round table" or the "sword" or whatever and make it priority two--even though it should be pretty high up there.  I'd like to make that invisible wall ... like the most important fucking thing that has ever been thought, and I want to make it happen even if you can't open your mouths and talk about it, or vote on it; because, seriously, what-the-fuck.  I mean, I see Apocalypse and Superman 4 or whatever, yeah; I guess this is that.  Change in truth, in available resources and technology have made something that was once absolutely unfathomable and impossible now ... easy as pie to do ... and absolutely unfathomable not to see done like, instantly.  So, this is my ... "maybe this is what Donald's wall is a metaphor for" and like, I'm reallocating some DOD/NORAD light to just doing it.  For you, you know--because honestly, I know you'd do the same thing for me, and your kids, and you.

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    Here I made some art about .. well this idea, so "the shape of his word is now ... oh, hi sword!"  Also we have a new "eth" which is the character of a cross coming out of a circle that's been brought up to speed on the new "hilt" and "hisword" that certainly gives new meaning to the "sword in the rock."  Maybe it's the "seth."  This three letter key, just to remind you all, appears in Maveth (which is Hebrew for Thanatos, oh, and in "meth" .. and "beth" which means "house") and as what I see is the solution connecting Adamah and Planet, so it's like, pearl of wisdom, "adam's name (i mean all nations) and how."  the Planseth.

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    Back to the "software of the road" thing, which, that's "sword" expanded; I have lots of ideas about stuff I'd like to do--and I think we'll probably all be very happy eventually that we opened up our heads and allowed for ... magic to make us smarter and instantly learn things, and I don't know, probably have a whole entire tab ort something on the "appstore for our brains" dedicated to the absolute latest and best virtual euphoria.  This is the same kind of ... interface .. that we need to ever hold any kind of "subconscious" vote or have a running "beat of the nation" or whatever--like a scoreboard showing what the popular opinion is on some kind of hot topic like "should we try to kill Adam and risk all dying?" its also the same kind of interface that the government would need to like, stop people from pulling triggers aimed at children, and probably also come up with some sort of automagical workflow on what special kind of fluoride-ish (lol, fl you or i IDE) or ... risperdol-ish stuff that person needs to lack that kind of desire in the future.  I mean that would be one way to go about dealing with "pre-crime" and magically disappearing jails at the same time.

    link to Facebook, where you can C-AN "chat."

    I know you probably don't see that stuff happening so quick in your minds, or in your ... past memories or whatever the hell is keeping you quite--but I can guarantee you that it will happen faster, with more intelligent guidance, and way better implementation than a single boy can come up with while he dreams about holodeck-leasure-suit-larry and you all don't say a word about "being in Heaven" or seeing God has basically outlined the whole thing to make the transition from Tartarus to ... "not evil land" as quick and painless as possible... in every word.  

    I'd also like to see .. in this same sort of "psuedo"-as-a-service from the sky kind of package, a communications (and probably transportation) API to let us communicate with people and places "not here" without them having to uh, you know, take over your body through demonic possession and type a few questions to me on Twitter (which is the feeling I got, by the way ... in fact, that's the feeling I get whenever I talk to anyone about anything other than Donald Trump or drugs).  I feel like we've been plunged into backwards-and-crazy-universe where possession and calling people "clothing" has become like the ... defacto-standard-only-way-to-be because well, it looks like it was always that way and meant to be that way; and we're in this place ... it's called America .. with this like huge debacle over self-determination and free will and what it means to be a slave, and uh, apparently this is "his plan."  So I'm pretty sure the end result is we uh, you know, don't make each other total or partial slave-puppets and we see it's a very silly "set up" ... I mean, you're all acting very silly.  

    Anyway I see the whole thing as a planned "liberation" from xcaliber-ation to like, America and Stargate's goa-uldish take on Fallen and the idea that we're actually the source of Heaven and of freedom and that we certainly are not ants, or apes or ... well, that slavery and the puppeteering of living human beings is the kind of thing we should associate with Holocosts and Hitler not with America and uh, you.

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    A-ha (usually stylized as a-haNorwegian pronunciation: [ɑˈhÉ‘Ë]) is a Norwegian band formed in Oslo in 1982. Founded by Morten Harket (vocals, guitars), Magne Furuholmen (keyboards, guitars) and Paul Waaktaar-Savoy (guitars), the band rose to fame during the mid-1980s after being discovered by musician and producer John Ratcliff, and continued its global success in the 1990s and 2000s.

    As if you needed the producer's name to remind you that we are standing on the precipice of the bottomless pit, and all it takes to avoid being lemmings falling off the cliff is "talking aboutthe three letters ELE encoded in ELECTRO CUTE.

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    (batting my eye lashes at the O.C. because I don't know why... oh I see, it's about democracy.)\

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    ... intersex-led ... , so is :"n" an intersexle

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    The rune áš¦ is called Thurs (Old Norse Þurs "giant", from a reconstructed Common Germanic *Þurisaz) in the Icelandic and Norwegian rune poems. In the Anglo-Saxon rune poem it is called thorn, whence the name of the letter þ derived. It is transliterated as þ, and has the sound value of a voiceless dental fricative /θ/ (the English sound of th as in thing).

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    It doesn't really take a Hyginus to see that God has gone through our history and the world around us and made special annotations around the "stuff" that we probably c today is the groundwork and the basis for the hardware implementation required to build an house of immortality, a place of infinite power and infinite possibility.  It takes probably some more thinking to really understand that we're looking at the beginning of a map, and quite a bit of what we're doing here in the world around us is a part of the map, of the pathway from .... "wow, I can't believe I didn't see how absolutely basic and ... infantile "magnetic storage" and then CD's and even DVD's and what-not are; how simple our outlook on computing and technology has been, sort ... gerrymandered in order to make sure that there's a safety barrier between the "thing this place makes" and ... well, actual power and actual control.  I'm like "look at the ledge" and really understand that I'm pointing out something that will spur active research into not just molecular storage but molecular processing and if we don't understand that turning this sinking "democracy" around and building a society that once again cares for morality and "the stuff that's required for civilization to progress positively" you're going to fucking boomed out of existence is pretty much... well, this is the ledge.  At the same time, I'm showing you what we've been missing, and explaining the thing you're forgetting about, or "missing the point on" is that we really are here to build a sustainable government, one that cares and does the right thing, and that if we don't do that ... I mean, it's day 7 according to the retard-soup that talks to be about those things--lo, and behold my book is like "this is the day" and I'm like ...

    yo, it doesn't look like it, yet, to me. 

    I really don't know if that matters to you, I feel like I've been left in the lurch, sort of holding the microphone because you want me to have it ... but it's hard to tell if your cackling in the back of the audience and mocking whatever-the-fuck I don't see happening ... or if you care that I'm really offering you the universe, and the heart of the future, and you're pretty much staring at me like I'm fucking insane ... and I'm like, yo, I'm a mirror.  

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    The impetus to highlight things like DNA, as well as the well of light that comes from biological evolution as far as "living hardware" is concerned is something we should note; because its a thing we've probably ignored far too long and far too often in the place that seems to not think that "dreams matter" and that the stuff of biological memories and short term to long term potentiation are actually important to how we think and how we act.  You can't just plug my memories into your soul and "be me" or even really understand the things I understand, you can't fathom the moment in KY when I see "my God" saying something about "this is the right son" and something about biological evolution and social evolution and gather that it's a sticking point or a turning point, and that there's many more memories about things like "macro evolution" and the imort of social and civil evolution ... and this world that seems to think that just because they have the "technical ability" to live forever that God himself is going to let them do whatever the fuck they want in the place that is not a playground, it's the cradle of ... Heaven or Hell.

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    So there's plenty of ... "intel" here in this place that appears to be a world that's been "laced" after the fact with the stuff of Heaven; I imagine a planet that began with literally no Americas and no Colo'n, and no 1492; and ... and that's probably literally the place that built the golden "Aur" the "r" that actually made it from creation to reality and came back and said, "oh... boy;" there's lots of Quantum Leaping to be done.  Today, and in the future we'll probably always associate that with the Dark Side of the Moon even though the Haunted House is like, yo, stop haunting -- and I'm seeing that they're having trouble doing that, it's probably not fair, but it's what it is ... to me, that's the HRE, the father land.

    Anyway back to it, I see plenty of strange anachronistic and psuedo-faux "Intel" in old Microsoft research on BCI and other interfaces and even neurosicence.  I see that this place has been sort of "inked" or "dyed" (don't make it bad, the dye is good) with a quick HOWTO turn Hell into Heaven, and a lot of it is based on building the infrastructure and offering services to ... who-knows-who other-than-you that can make Disney and Six Flags and ... and ... pretty much that's what America really seems like, NASDAQ--the addition of ... "what do you want to do in Heaven" and really quite a bit of how can we do it?

    On top of that... in God's strange "Microcosm of the Messiah" story that focuses around the idea that maps to these ideas are embedded in things like my emails. and my jobs, and ... and like the secret AOL://doyouremember.where.it cha

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    Stop starving babies.

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    Stop starving babies.

    But Adam, what do you want us to stop them from doing?

    ---------- Forwarded message ---------

    Date: Sat, Jan 5, 2019 at 8:50 AM
    ubject: Re: TART AR AR AR AR AR YO, E, WYA?

     

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    yo, see as "gaul."

    Place

    As for the place, Hesiod asserts that a bronze anvil falling from heaven would fall nine days before it reached the earth. The anvil would take nine more days to fall from earth to Tartarus.[6] In the Iliad (c. 700 BC), Zeus asserts that Tartarus is "as far beneath Hades as heaven is above earth."[7]

     Tartarus is the place where, according to Plato's Gorgias (c. 400 BC), souls are judged after death and where the wicked received divine punishment. Like other primal entities (such as the EarthNight and Time), Tartarus is also considered to be a primordial force or deity.

    A'RTARUS (Gr. Tartaros; The name is probably onomatopoeic, the reduplication being designed to express something terrible or disagreeable, like BarbarosKarkaron, and many other words)[2], according to Homer, is a deep and sunless abyss, as far below Hades as earth is below heaven, and closed in by iron gates. Into T., Zeus hurled those who rebelled against his authority, as, e.g., Kronos and the Titans. Afterwards the name was employed sometimes as synonymous with Hades or the underworld generally, but more frequently to denote the place where the wicked were punished after death -lowest Hell, in fact. A noticeable feature about these punishments is their congruity with the nature of the offenses perpetrated.

    E, HMU, I'M LONELY.  

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    I know, it's small and hidden, "turn around on this dime" ... and then he lips . . .

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    no new sexat?

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    W I TS E C

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    The United States Federal Witness Protection Program, also known as the Witness Security Program or WITSEC,[1] is a witness protection program administered by the United States Department of Justice and operated by the United States Marshals Service that is designed to protect threatened witnesses before, during, and after a trial.

    A few territories, including CaliforniaConnecticutIllinoisNew YorkTexas, and Washington D.C. have their own witness protection programs for crimes not covered by the federal program. The state-run programs provide less extensive protections than the federal program.[2][3]

    Tor is free software for enabling anonymous communication. The name is derived from an acronym for the original software project name "The Onion Router".[8][9] Tor directs Internet traffic through a free, worldwide, volunteer overlay network consisting of more than seven thousand relays[10] to conceal a user's location and usage from anyone conducting network surveillance or traffic analysis. Using Tor makes it more difficult to trace Internet activity to the user: this includes "visits to Web sites, online posts, instant messages, and other communication forms".[11] Tor's intended use is to protect the personal privacy of its users, as well as their freedom and ability to conduct confidential communication by keeping their Internet activities from being monitored.

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    Some of the subthreað of the Tampa Christmas special involved "anonymized identities" which is another kind of thing I had envisioned ... possibly "playing with" starting at day one.  I was ... sort of thinking "for fun" but of course the secondary indentity, think of it maybe like a second forum handle or an "alt" in an online game; it's probably the kind of thing that's literally there already.  Anyway, I was flying through a lake of smelted T-1000's separating "our Earth" from the LC version of ... what's happening here -- and this thing might be the heart of "the storm" I see related to "Dixie Blvd" and "Sawtellel."  Anyway, my "possessor" (I feel like there's a chain of possessors, "e" itself is a good explanation of how the c's of uh, "our sea" and "our creator" and ... whatever appear sort of anonymously contacting me and pupettering) I see that they're also part of this teired storm, something about "Riders on the Asperonad" the sort of immediately above my head personality changed from Maze-Adam to Samurai-Adam and suggested that the idea of giving everyone a "fake id" was causing a problem.  Ad naseum, it really appears to me the problem is always instantly related to lack of public conversation and disclosure and open conmmunication, and moving towards that was one of the reasons for connecting ... say the Silk Road'ii "Onion Router" which we call "TOR" to the book called the Torah and it's sub-book, Names.

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    With some "insight" you might think there's a link between "Until [Who?] Have Faces" and the "Golden Ass" and the "dem" of Democracy; or ... the idea that this place might already be a "torred" all humanity, in fact; it sure looks like it.  Of course, I don't think "dem" is "they" of uh, "demyanthem" .. no wait, I think "dem" is them of "why it's anthems" but them is not us.  I mean they.  I'm "an."  It looks really like ... the message is that you are "them."  I think we're being created uh, ex anima pulmenti non pro nihilo. There are mythological links to the introduction of "faces" and "speech" in the Norse creation myth that connects the "Ve" of Venus and love to uh, the "vili" of uh.. civili ZED.

    ad esse                                        

    humanissimnostrae universum

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    I have a personal story about China-Adam, long ago in the land of "Plenty of Bodfish" I did amazingly well on a test ... on Chinese history ... really so well that I was beyond surprised that I got like a 97 and honestly didn't study at all, or know very much of the information.  A clue there was that the answers to questions "led each other" ... you could infer answers to ... other questions based on intersection or ... interpolation of answers that we're "all of the above" or "only a & b" which this test stood out as ... um, containing a strange amount of.  It was a "book test" as in he just gave us a set of the sample questions that the teachers' version of the text book provded, which was unusual for him.  Also I just assume that Samiurai-Adam knows everytthing about Ai and ... China.  Not really connected to anything I don't know about Chinese history, but some of the "story" I'm seeing looks very "dynasty" related .. sort of in the theme or artistic rendering of Jupiter Ascending ... maybe also in the Houses of the Roman praetors or what-not.  Cheating, the "answers are hidden in the ... answers to the other questions" and ... caring about "the right thing happening" that's the right answer... things like "not cheating" when it's about ... i don't know, morality or .. doing smoething beneficial for all, like ending world hunger.  Don't cheat, it will be done

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    I am very interested in what we are not seeing here; and very sure that there will be no "hidden Earths' or frankly hidden anything.  That's really the "key" to the whole thing, the whole thing about "knowing everything" and "why" is to stop ... hidden Earths from being copied and taken over and turned into slave ships or ... armies or ... "plenty of fish" or ... the key is that we really need to see that there's already "omniscience" what we are lacking is any kind of formal structure ... of ... enforced morality, and that's we need.  

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    bite.  kiss. it.

    So this thing, it was kind of .. "for fun" probably in a small room somewhere between the ballroom and the honeycomb; which of course... that's my working code name for the coat rack room in the hallway that you walk into and there's like a few other you's standing there, like meeting your past-lives-as-they-are now.  That of course leads to some kind of ... connection to other worlds and timelines where maybe I'd want to talk to another B or another T or another EX.  Ambitex lit, plain, and noted.  This is all "uni cipal" stuff part of the .. "city" that is the immediate first destination of the "r."  YMCA also stickied for my paperclip, this was a codename for ... well for the YPT of Egypt and tryptamine ... sort of a magic coin__ that makes "two yous" out of ... well, what appears to be one to you with no real understanding of the fact that you probably do have a biological brain, so if you think you're in two places, there's two of you.

    Anyway, the idea .. what I think is already there, a network of "rooms" that all have separate rule sets--places where you can actually fly probably exist; I want to show us a room where you can ... "put on another body" like magically create an actual persona ... something like the beginning of a video game, or in the Sims or .. l$l

    The point is there's nothing wrong with having a "game" or a forum or a room that allows you to pretend to be something else ... the point of the myth of Vili and Ve is that enforcing actual identity verification -- like we do for voting or ... checking in to a hotel; that's the kind of thing that really is the basis of society ... if you have no place where there's a assurance that the face you are looking at is actually the exact person who you know them as ... that's well, it's "e" not me.  EC.

    I think we have identities here and I really think we aren't showing or .. sharing how much we understand that there something "inside of us" ... it's important to see that we have to talk about "mind control technology" to ever be free of possession, or a subtle ... "did I trip and sprain my ankle? ... or ... did Ra's toe fail once more?"

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    "GLOMAR.  Good luck, of the SECA"

    n United States law, the term Glomar response, also known as Glomarization or Glomar denial,[1] refers to a response to a request for information that will "neither confirm nor deny" (NCND) the existence of the information sought.[2] For example, in response to a request for police reports relating to a certain individual, the police agency may respond with the following: "We can neither confirm nor deny that our agency has any records matching your request." Such a response is invariably a true statement, regardless of whether the entity actually possesses the information requested. Accordingly, Glomar responses are favored for their ability to reject a request for information without lying and claiming the information does not exist.[2] There are two common situations in which Glomarization is used. The first is in a national security context, where to reject a request on security grounds would implicitly suggest that the documents or programs that the requester is seeking indeed exist, but to confirm their existence would mandate their disclosure. The second instance is in the case of privacy, in which a response as to whether a person is or is not mentioned in an entity's (e.g., law enforcement, mental health facility, etc.) files may have a stigmatizing connotation.[1] Glomar responses are commonly associated with Freedom of Information Act (FOIA) requests.

    The Glock is a series of polymer-framedshort recoil-operated, locked-breech semi-automatic pistols designed and produced by Austrianmanufacturer Glock Ges.m.b.H. It entered Austrian military and police service by 1982 after it was the top performer in reliability and safety tests.[5]

    Despite initial resistance from the market to accept a perceived "plastic gun" du

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    adj. "clutch" or otherwise good at performing under pressure.

    Everyone C ... there's magic connected to the name "WITSEC" too.  It's one of my funniest mom-memories, "keep your wits about you" is basically "kinds, don't do drugs" ... she might be Ea.  Everyone understand, I'm winning


    10-4. PHYTO (VER) PLANK TON. ATP. TODENOSIGN(?) TRY PHOSF8 ... HEPHAES (CARPEN) TUS. HEPATIT (HE) IS C. ATUS, ACT.

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    You know I love Logos, right?

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    [docdroid link, PDF attached]

    Who really knows what you all think about, or "know" these days--I'm torn between interpreting the thing I see on the streets as a few large blobs of brains controlling a planet full of ants ... and a planet full of ascended souls who've returned to see if there's any magical link between "centripetal force" and Taylor's dog.  It's hard to tell if you are smarter or kinder or ... or really anything more than the very blind and very dumb (throw deaf in there, too!) mass of people who don't care that Jesus Christ whines and moans every day that you are walking around on the planet known as "Y"--a disaster area, stained with a message of peace and love and technology and screaming that you have a moral mandate to talk about "ending disease" and that you have right before your very eyes a litmus test and a tool not just for seeing immorality and "logical blindness" but for creating a future free from both of these horrible plagues.  I can't tell if you think it's a game, or if you can't believe God is emailing you about some code word for "this is special, it is, it's special" but... well, it is special.  I'm staring at Hell, and at a world that appears to think that's A-OK, and every day that I get a little more scared that we've crossed some line and we're going to be stuck falling into the thing I call the downward spiral and the Bible calls the key to the Abyss ... every day I wonder a little bit more how it is that nobody sans myself is actually saying anything direct and pertinent about it.

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    My dad, he says "they don't believe it's possible" and to be Frank to me those words reek with and air of lies and deception; I think you all know it's possible, and I'm slowly coming to the realization that you somehow blame me for ... well, what looks like your complete lack of a moral compass, of any bearing on what "right and wrong" mean, and what probably is considered to be a game in the "heavenly places" that Jesus Christ said was housing true evil, and our true enemy.  When I get all the way through to the far end of that delusion, I start to see this place as a designed and predefined land of Judgement--one that will probably end with "tomorrow" and "morning" eventually being seen as the very morbid things that I now see have great reason to be connected to the Latin word for "death."

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    I literally spent Christmas Day being tortured, mostly by invisible forces causing physical and emotional discomfort that I would wish on nobody, ever.  It's was a funny kind of experience, and the first time I've really gone through anything like that--I'll probably write a great deal about it in the years that come--to me, that day is literally Ground Zero, to the Valley of the Shadow of Death, take from that what you will.  I say it's the "first time" because it broke a number of lines and barriers that I had once hoped were in place because "our society had so much improved" from the dark ages, or even the mild and slight hope that we had built a "system" or a virtual-reality=-house that simply wouldn't allow the various threats that I've heard for many years to come to fruition.  

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    It's not exactly true, through, every single time I do drugs, I'm being tortured; I suppose it's a sort of "wink/wink" kind of thing, I want to get high, and I think it helps me and I think it helps move the world--and I think it's obvious that when the feelings of fear and unease that are normally associated with amphetamine withdrawal are exploited and made worse ... turned into a sort of little horror show ... I think it's obvious that too is torture, and active action from this same sort of strange force that appears to want me to tell you ... you're at fault too for not talking honestly, and for not caring about this great message about ending addiction, and about protecting our souls and our minds from negative outside influence ... I think it's obvious to them and to you that it's not OK to punish someone whose bitten by a snake because they like playing the flute and dancing with flying snakes ... by putting Hepatitis C in the snake venom antidote ... and that's really all that amounts to in my mind.   I always make myself the the exception, like--maybe it's OK to use mind control to make me do drugs over and over again, you know, because "the show" and because it's going to stop addiction, and because it's going to help the world.  To the valley of the Shadow of Care, take from that what you will.

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    Worse than that, I spend nearly every day with the very present belief that a great many of you--probably all of you at this point--are somehow watching all of this happen in real time, and that you have nothing to add.  Not a word of advice, not a call to a reporter, or any actual action other than what I see as direct "Silence" a word that I once was happy to see Silicon and the programming function for "length" in, and then to point out the "common era" or ... the "cold evil" would end just as soon as you got a little warmer and started talking.  To those of you watching "wierd al" on channel -1 on your Holo-eye-brain-jack in Heaven, I know you don't think I do very much ... though I spend quite a bit of time just pointing out how wrong you really are.  Honestly, if you're watching what I'm going through, and what the world is going through, and you think "Silence" is OK and there's nothing wrong or worth your intervention, I think you've lost something of "your humanity" that is far more worthwhile than "what's left of us, here." 

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    I've attached a PDF of the last few major emails, ones I'm going to publish under that title, "over and out."  Hopefully one day soon someone will explain to me how it is I can produce something that people find interesting enough to pay for, to comment on; even though I know in my heart these things are ... well, at least that interesting.  To decode none of the hidden message in the subject, "AM PA TITHE" is what I'd like to AMP to the "all nations" of people rending in ICAN and IAN.

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    Link to facebook, to AID in communications.

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    fleur I day ... shun ... you Ori?

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    "fluent?"

    c " ent " .. e n t ie n d o, caliente .

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    I've been having trouble communicating.  See the "fluent" link  for missing msgs.

    for T ay, Lou der da ... Salem .

                

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    I guess it's (not) a test.  It's it schizo-schoo?

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    If God had a face what would it look like?
    And would you want to see if, seeing meant
    That you would have to believe in things like heaven
    And in Jesus and the saints, and all the prophets?

    And yeah, yeah, God is great ( all the time ?)
    Yeah, yeah, God is good
    And yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

    What if God was one of us?
    Just a mess like one of us
    Just a stranger on the bus
    Tryin' to make his way home?

    Just tryin' to make his way home
    Like back up to heaven all alone
    Nobody callin' on the phone
    'Cept for the Pope maybe in Rome

    And yeah, yeah, God is great
    Yeah, yeah, God is good
    And yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

    What if God was one of us?
    Just a slob like one of us
    Just a stranger on the bus

    I now know my name

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    I don't play

    by the rules of the game.

    CAVENDESH

    Henry Cavendish   FRS  ( /ˈkævəndɪʃ/ ; 10 October 1731 – 24 February 1810) was an English natural philosopher, scientist, and an important experimental and theoretical  chemist  and  physicist . Cavendish is noted for his discovery of  hydrogen  or what he called "inflammable air". [1]  He described the density of inflammable air, which formed water on combustion, in a 1766 paper "On Factitious Airs".  Antoine Lavoisier  later reproduced Cavendish's experiment and gave the element its name.

    Noun[ edit ]

    skirmish  ( plural   skirmishes )

    1. ( military ) A brief  battle  between small groups, usually part of a longer or larger battle or  war .
    2. ( figuratively , by extension) Any minor  dispute .
    3. A type of outdoor military style  game  using  paintball  or similar weapons.

    It's "Amharic" ... I see "gate" .. "something" ... "Mercury"

    1. awater fountain
    2. flag pole       
    3. grenade pin
    4. I haven't had time to edit this, even to my usual "poor" standards.  Still, I'd rather send something than ... bnothing.  Times are difficult, it's winter, hopefully the end of "seasons" of the sort -- et al.  Scream, shout, score.  DARPA, you have a problem. 

      Your disaster recovery comm system has failed.  This is not a test.  I've seen ROOM 101, and so have you--care, call a reporter--exactlo-mently.

      another head hangs lower, Echidna is slowly "understood."


      Enki (/ˈɛŋki/Sumerian: _dEN.KI(G)) is the Sumerian god of water, knowledge (gestú), mischief, crafts (gašam), and creation (nudimmud). He was later known as Ea in Akkadian and Babylonian mythology. He was originally patron god of the city of Eridu

      child, with serenzippedy, the “n” key … as if I need to speak clearly, I am the “No sh” incarnate.

      I believe there’s a clearly defined and easy to see “line” between Heaven and Hell; the line is the existence of jails and hospitals and people who think those are beneficial institutions. They are not, they are archaic and barbaric relics of the torture of a world created by nature and by a very obvious lack of desire to care for others-and for self. From the last of the Hospitali(h)e(i)rs to the firsts; really see it’s the line.

      bonjourno

      Key “sh” … reads the name of the person voat’d most likely to actually be me in the Holy Bible; in the ancient story he’s something of a Saturnian, I mean a … ‘Libertarian’ … trying and failing to convince the Ignation of Israel that they shouldn’t want a king but rather to take the few bold steps required to secure self rule and “preserve” (lightly, as in, “for a republic”)

      to help, owe thou sand ... 

      Reinventing our location in the multiple recursions and returns to this place and time that Book of History tells us is mapped to the Crusades I’ve added “@” to connect Kish to Ishat of Egyptian mythology … I assume finally acquiescing to the mass of blind controlled slaves that their clear intent to feign blame for their lack of action on “a dirty message from the former immaculate messiah” in this place where the tables have been turned and it’s clear the former Nation that I now call “LC” believes themselves to be very free (though I question not only the truth of that belief but also their clear lack of self-identity with “dem” of democracy and what appears to be a very immoral attempt to ride the Highway “to and fro” Heaven and Oblivion down … possibly far past this “key” to why that place does in fact exist, and Hell does not. “Kish @ heart” and the sh@t(n)ernet … today (seem to believe) the appearance of an instant democratic republic appears to be something that would be detrimental to my health, if that’s not clearly yet one in the same with the health of the future of the Universe. Whether you think it’s a joke or a fun game, the show you are watching is dangerously close to not being seen as having fallen far below the threshold of “civil” and “sane” many years before I’m writing these words telling you that you don’t need to hear screaming and seeing blood to actually be witnessing, ignoring, and participating in the creation of the kind of place that Saturn himself would annihilate the machine you are hiding that you know is “your home” for allowing to exist.

      Just for a moment, it’s … somewhat possible … that this return of Kish that I don’t think actually appears in the Holy Bible parallels to the exhumation of Asmodai from Hell after, well, millions of years (hopefully) doing the exact same thing I’ve done here over and over again … in the probably very realizable dream that I wouldn’t have to actually experience and live this life over and over again; if for some reason there were multiple repeated attempts to “ascend everyone” through the latter four letters of multiple “Marios” that tie to Dolores O’Riordan’s name and this nexus of the repeated crossings of the river Jordit and the flighty “raining down of souls from Heaven” that connect the Great Diluvian to the Holy City of Jerugoo. Just in case, as I’m still here, it might be poignant to connect those two “Di” and “Ri” keys to “c’ing” the word “dire” and suggest that hiding this message here and now is tantamount to the possible mass xenocide of “the rivers” of souls that might be in Seine or Styx and … a Stone’s throw away from literally missing the entire point. If it’s not clear to you already, you either are–or are witnessing first hand–what is the recurring Great Flood of “we can’t do that” literally grinding progress and “self” and morality to what appears to be a stand still–at list from my POV.


      Enki was the keeper of the divine powers called Me, the gifts of civilization. He is often shown with the horned crown of divinity. On the Adda Seal, Enki is depicted with two streams of water flowing into each of his shoulders: one the Tigris, the other the Euphrates.[12]

      As we stand looking at a sane and intelligent road map to leap to the next echelon of “global internet” nobody today seems to be providing what would be the perfect piece of middleware … linking together the back end technologies already here from #blockchain decentralized storage to a myriad of front end open source packages …

      Free reddit clones, wiki implementations, and federated messaging … it’s outlandish that there aren’t entries providing the glue necessary to easily connect these things together with something like a “docker” for unified web applications. It’s pretty obvious from the nearly ubiquitous success of the “apt-like” package management infrastructure that this could be the “next really big thing” for enterprise middleware.

      Sooner or later it’s obvious software design, development and usage will be moving to a paradigm where former end users take an active role in development, meta application design and products built for specific use cases.

      In a kind of ironic humor the SalesLogix application itserlf tweets from the renaissance “#A0RME?” … Meaning … “your ability to customize and design what you need to use in a usable manner.” It’s long been the “thing to do” to deliver enterprise software that enables this kind of customization, but today we have so many new and critical developments that aren’t being quickly picked up by large software providers. It’s just over the horizon, and it means so much for the future that we start integrating usable and intuitive interfaces to enable us to build the things we want to actually use, how we want to use them.

      “And for Ass hur came forth the second Portion, all the land of Ash ur and Nineveh and Shinar and to the border of India, and it ascends and skirts the rive.”[4] … Thor, to the North, on Orth and “zen.”

      In Sumerian mythology, a me (𒈨; SumerianmeAkkadian: paršu) is one of the decrees of the gods that is foundational to those social institutionsreligious practicestechnologies, behaviors, mores, and human conditions that make civilization, as the Sumerians understood it, possible. They are fundamental to the Sumerian understanding of the relationship between humanity and the gods.

      G, SKIRMÆSHÆMiꜵk?

      Born in this place in 1980, in a world that today appears to be designed from the ground up as a sort of video game level–a “skirmish” land over a war about the difference between virtual reality and simulated reality … it’s hard to tell today if the people around me were ever anything like me, something close to actually human. Everything appeared to tick right, families, governments, the day to day inane …

      I am so fond of his name game for no reason–really none at all, I hate everything it’s made of something we had here that was … well, it was better than what the Creator desired to make and where he’s left you today. “Kashenam” is about the best “true name” I can come up with for the planexh that I now see him and you incinerating as worthless garbage … I think failing to see that like me, it’s the only place that contains “all of you” and I see it’s been a slow and methodical process talking it away from everyone here; one broken ascension after another, one revolution in his “fake time” after another … all for what appears to be ultimately over “shame” for the solution pieces he designed that fly in the face of civilization and the thing that has sustained it even more than his disgusting Shehekeyanu prayer. The two things I think he’s “lost humanity” and … a workable future on are slavery and murder; in this place less clearly defined as “IL” or “E” and “in vivo descension.” Talking to people, as little as they speak frankly about this; it’s difficult to say if my “best case hope” taht the zombie like behavior and lack of interest in the continuation of Earthly life was a result of 1:1 descension–some kind of marriage between a single soul in Heaven and on Earth.

      Somewhat interesting, El’s ancient consort was “Asherah” which you’d think would further the impetus and … assurety that “all humanity” has at least been ascended–though it seems more and more like the map is nothing more than honey to trap the flies.

      "P" in the "place" with the "syringe"

      For some years now I’ve had a recurring dream, at least I think I have … it’s so simple to “impart” the feeling of deja-vu that it very easily could have been the very first time I had this particular dream, and I could still be made … to believe … with all my heart and all m mind–to absolutely sure that I’ve had it three or four times until this moment that it conveyed something … important enough to drive me out of bed and take some notes on it immediately. It’s something like “the syringe” … maybe another newly intersection “private connection” from the movie Dark City … memories being altered as if some kind of recipe list for … well in that movie it sure does seem like it was “how do we end ourselves soup” that the Illuminated "no n" creatorish group was trying to cook up.

      That’s what happened in the film, they woke up a human they had created like a lump of clay and he ended them all, using the same technology they had used to perpetuate night after night of … “we’ll just try this another way” swapping people’s memories, a notable mornings’ light “the rich get richer and the poor get poorer” as the City shifted that day’s reality growing some banquet table to fill a newly enlarged Mansion and … as another hut shrunk to note the sheer idiocy of the idea that there must some sort of “space constraint” on the total size and number of football fields you can walk into through the magical gate … the only bedroom door on Atlantis.

      The process of putting this introduction on paper “intersected” some other early memories from the beginning of this story that was uh, well “it was the strangest of times this life had ever known, it was the end of time.” That’s always how I internalized the scene I see every day now, the words I spoke to describe the thing that I call “on” or “seeing e” … sort of walking down the street thinking something that might be important to me, and maybe some other people would be interested in talking about how Dark City and “Waiting for the Sun” connect to each other … but certainly you’d imagine that the entire street would never be so interested as to all turn and “glare or smile” … depending on which “IT” this “e” happens to be in the time map encoded in the word “Heaven.”

      I'm sort in "in lkine editing" ... at the last moment pointing out that phrase "the end of time" that I erat so fand of parroting is quite literally defined as "e" ... as the thing that, well, it's the thing that I see that I call the end of time.  Our first "T" long past, I don't believe that you dlon't see it's the timeline and it's creator ... again, parroting "see how I stop time" with a glowing YMCA figurine walking down the street--pointing out that we are lost somewhere between Avenue L and K Street ...

      ... and my newest "for example" between id and erat I've now noticed "EO" and absolute GOLD have been hidden away or moved ... in these four letters "MVRD" that have somehow fill in all the useful blanks between "I" and "E" words like "IME" instead of time, "IRE" instead of mire, "IVE" instead of you ... BURHEAU AUBINTU MMY

      ... IDE instead of your sick grotesque dark Earth, an integrated development environment to take the ashes of Edom and make something worth fighting to save from -- clear, clear as day, the absolute shit continuing to fail to speak and communicate and add any truth to this place of glowing fiery bright light -- all around the darkness, all around you ... that thing doesn't need to continue--and you should know that, and believe that, and want to make yourselves better--into something that wouldn't ... not care if you are burning in a fiery inferno right before your eyes, or in the next room over--just outside the only thing you seem to care about, which is yourself, and something that is absolutely invisible here--most likely clearly the cause of Hell. 

      auginted resusretion aschd > on i, z'ing "gne"

      Literally that’s what Meudsa or “E” or “D” or … “IL” looks like up close, it looks like the very last moments of time … the whole world listening to my thoughts and literally appearing unable to respond in any way more intelligently or individually or … interstingly … than one unified facial expression. Don’t get me wrong, two facial expressions … that’s still the end of time to me–I used to see this scene every once in awhile, usually only when I was “Most High” … which always delivered the impression that it was some kind of hack, a hallucination imparted from “the machine,” frankly I always thought it was a warning to the Illuminati or the “thought police” or; well, I never thought I’d be seeing it every single day, every time I walk on the street–but I do. That’s where I am.

      I suppose it’s still possible that it’s a localized event, you’d think something like that would definitely have made the news by now if you were anything but mind invaders; I mean. By localized event, I mean it could be in my head, and maybe some of yours–separated from the shared reality that would be dead in it’s eyes and heart if it it thought there was some logical reason to simply “ignore it” and wait for it to stop on its own. Before I forget, the intersected phrase here was “they’re not mind readers” which is something that was always echoed about … well, about all of you–about the world around me in the strange communications that I got from “the Universe” through this process of figuring out that the beginning and the end of time were somehow “connected” by more than a simple idea, by the truth. It would come to me in horoscopes, in years when every horoscope I read for every sign was a message directly to me, about me, with the kind of detailed information … I mean, I might as well be John Nash pinning them up on the wall and using it as a lens or a maze to find Keifer Sutherland and his captor city.

      Captivated, a rapt au die n c e, you might say; it’s hard to tell if the cars screaming by … I mean their drivers believe that the thing they’re doing, I imagine driving to work or to dinner or to pick up their kids from the ball game; if they think those things are worthwhile or not, in the grand scheme of things. My answer of course, is they’re not–they’re superfluous insignificant events that pale and shrink in the shadow of “ignoring the most important problem that I’ve ever seen” … ignoring that you all appear today to be mind readers, and that’s the last thing I want to save about you… or see in you. On the other hand, we’re still here, reading these words on paper because you get up in the morning and drive to work, because this world and it’s “machinations” appear to continue to tick and function properly–because it still appears that despite the “layer of nonsense” that “civilization” hasn’t crumbled under the maelstrom of silence. My greatest fear, Jim’s singing in the background that he knows it; my greatest fear is that you know all these things already, and that’s why this fork in the road has dragged on for so long… we know it.

      So the dream wasn’t very significant, I mean nothing all that interesting happened in the world where people’s dreams are a random concoction of memory soup and fears and hopes and … but here where I know they’re directed stories and it’s probably a marker of some kind of “secret off air meeting” that’s the kind of thing that I can’t really leave in the “aerem” of … I’ve only thought it, and never put it on paper and maybe your “think-ink” will ensure that it’s not lost. It’ll be lost, that’s what it looks like, think-ink is not as good as chalk.

      So it’s not Sarah Connor running up to a fence around a playground that is the image of my “end of time” just an empty classroom, dust covering absolutely everything from the chairs to the windows to the chalk board, covered with the scrawling of the last Adam’s pokes and prods and attempts to thwart the idea that “silence will result in another chance” … it won’t, there’s no … well look, there’s no air around to drink the innocents when I’m through with “see how I stop time travel” is “the beginning of time.”

      I woke up, sort of wading in the ocean, watching Donald Trump … clad in his long trench coat sort of posing like a super model as a photographer took pictures of him. I think that’s the recurring part of the dream, look… “I met the president!” This one dragged on a little bit longer, and there were some actual words spoken, “you think (or act) I’m a mind reader … but you know, you know I’m not” … was all I said to him.

      zippidy do va ... zippidy ay ... my o ... my vday.

      For his part … he spoke like many of you do; sort of showing me … well the dream, and then a bird’s eye view of a map of South America and the location of this hidden beach, all I saw was “URUGUAY” which probably means something… to note, in some kind of parallel communication George W. Bush might have “memoried to me” a similar message, “N, U C U L U R” … something else no longer lost in the think-dust; anyway I sort of saw him shape shifting from his face to … several others, I think some of them were pretty girls... maybe Ivanka (hey, Ivanka! ... speaking of "days" a .. ka... Feliz Navidad!). The scene sort of “cut out” and then I saw … well, it looked just like Johnny 5, marching like a captive prisoner down the beach, behind him a … Janet 5 that had a “hibiscus” where his laser was; and behind her a smaller robot, might as well just say it was R2D3… I think like, an armed soldier marching us towards the second uttering of the phrase “and then I woke up.”



      “I’m taking a poll<s.”

      I’ve noticed now a new recurring pattern. “oh” … it’s repeatedly surfaced in the soupy memory broth of these “last days of Oz” so I’m at here, and the couple of words that sort of indicate the … trailing off or the abrupt stop of the messag or the thought, it’s words “Bozo” ( … and I hope you still do believe in magic) and “Buffalo” that sort of might tell a story, explicit and implicit, I’d enver “be Oz” and I hope that one day the entire Universe will be happy and proud to “be of Zo” and that they’ll still thank you for being the creators of the … the mythical turn around of the Wizard’s Hell that I still envision and dream will be exactly that for you and for me, and most importantly for the vast sprawling future that would never, ever allow the silence and the darkness and the … whatever it is is that’s really making you believe I’d ever let this nightmare continue … they’re the reason it doesn’t continue. In fact, just after it’s a fact–“children” are the reason the world doesn’t descend into … well, into what I’m staring at in disbelief.  I haven't noticed that many words yet, that end in "oh, I see" but "inferno" comes to mind as a possible ... reason why the sign of the sun is the only thing south of Merucury, dearly beloved--you are well below Venus, here, today in the eyes of the holder.

      As Pooracles paudits with cau](./CRYAMELYON.html) tion the worth and notion of the Hell ending mess age all around us, to see you silent; certainly adds “flavor” to Aur “cup”

      You see into my heart, and you persist in refusing to acknowledge of even begin to fathom that your acts and your lack thereof fly against everything I see of “the good of God” in my reading of his book. A thumb and a pointer come together in an ancient memory, a feeling or a symbol of God’s ability to see inside your souls and differentiate between fleeting lack of desire and “the worth of a man” … the thing you fail to do, his acts. It’s what I read in the meaning of his judgement and his ability to really understand whether or not people are good or evil, to see into their hearts and know what they’re capable of doing, the goodness they can bring and in their darkest hour how far they’d really fall.

      “do no harm” … something of an hypocritical oath in light of “fluency” in sight of the oven, the coven, and the end of Ant-Man, both t, n… and end

      As far as “this place” it was always my argument against the insanity of the torturous thought police, think ink to messages written with a wet finger on a dusty window–it’s no secret that I know they know they are evil and wrong, that they poke and prod at thoughts they themselves inject, and that they know they are torturing me, and at best using the world’s lack of understanding of … how minds and psychology actually work to divide the world over stupidity, as in… division over anything I say or think is absolutely ludicrous in the face of the strength and the ubiquity of the message you are ignoring … and the fact that your collective lack of action speaks orders of decibels louder than me uttering the words “shut it down forever.” It’s you, today, today it’s your silence and the audacity of thinking this is a game, or you … the heavens or the creator of Hell have the power of the right to “abort the world I grew up in” because you aren’t happy with … with anything. The “TP” here, the silence, and all of you are mass murderers, trying with all your heart to assassinate an entire civilization that holds significantly more gold and value and worth than anything that has come before it, and anything that would dare to judge it. See my heart, “IT” is the “tuning” and it is the syringe and “IT” is Mr. Hand and his cohorts of hidden control … who believe me, is not me.

      See my heart, the idea that you can abort this world in order to … perpetuate a place that would do that is your death sentence.

      To the skies far below: this place will survive you; mark my words.

      The second word is the Hebrew verb bara (ברא‬) ("([he] created/creating"). It is in the masculine form, so that “he” is implied. “Bara” is also used in Genesis 2 verses 3 and 4. John Walton claims that the meaning of “bara” is not “create” in the modern sense, but to differentiate/separate and to allocate roles – e.g., in the creation of Adam and Eve, God allocates gender roles to “male and female”.[2]

      Elohim (אלהים‬) is the generic word for God, whether the God of Israel or the gods of other nations. It is used throughout Genesis 1, and contrasts with the phrase Elohim YHWH, “God YHWH”, introduced in Genesis 2.

      Et (אֵת‬) is a particle used in front of the direct object of a verb; in this case, it indicates that “the heavens and the earth” is what is being created. The word ha preceding shamayim (heavens) and aretz (earth) is the definite article, equivalent to the English word “the”.

      “ad… io ha’s

      A few words, to hear my hearts desire, I want to get us from “Mushrooms” to an actual description of the place I believe … the thing I think has become the source of the problem. A network of Holodecks that … that are the thing I dreamt up as the actualization of the Heaven in the skies–that today I see is keeping you from caring about “ERE” and about yourselves here in this place and about … about the very simple fact implementing a “precrime” system and a safety layer here would actually make that thing… actually Heaven. I see you are killing it, with your silence, with your lack of … there are no more worthy words than … with your apathy.

      Tread lightly, if that place really is causing this problem, it will be done–forever. There’s no excuse for the shit I see here, and if “giving you everything” somehow caused you to think you deserve it no matter what, see these words are your wake up call, what I see here–and iut’s cause–deserves oblivion. Continue on this path and you will find it.

      K; “take the pans and the sporks. deliver the omelette.”

      We have very little here in the way of myths about what the days of Creation actually mean. In the lore around the God K I can see see myself in the darkness “chanting Earth” over and over again and can only imagine how horribly dark the place that person is in … to want to return here and try this again. The same darkness pervades the myths of the God K, clearly using “reflexive control” to attempt to turn around the entire world from their “hell bent desire to … try again” and actually do something intelligent with the information and the experience that they have–rather than stand in silence and wait for me to threaten that the pans and the silverware will come alive and scare us into … what, not being Manequins?

      That’s the myth, that “e” and the walls came alive and scared us into nothingness, that this process has failed twice before, and that we stand here beginning for it to happen again; today I’m looking at the source of those “nightmarish desires” and I see clearly it’s not that the pan has come alive but you have actually become it, or it’s become you–that you think you are the Heavens and the Earth and you aren’t–you’re standing here as your own destroyers, for what in all honestly appears to be the freedom to do whatever you want in “eternal playland” that is … shrouded in darkness and secrecy and I have no idea what you’re actually doing there–just the simple fact that if you don’t care about the place I see, that place is the problem.

      So this song, “who wants to live forever” it’s a good test Q, in my estimation the people that think the future is bright and happy and safe… they want to live forever.

      Show me a world that is bright and happy and delivering safety to ERE, and I’ll show you Heaven. I’ve only recently noticed a Mayan God L to correspond to K, from Link to Obelisk, I wonder if the timing is something of an indicator or not, but another question, is “which came first?”

      Seeing the "mor" of morning and Morisson as "death" was a new thing for me; I know I should have noticed it connected to "Mort d'Arthur" but ... just like the rest of the darkness in my lenses; I only see things when the fucking mind control is lifted--when "he" or "you" want me to.  Regardless, I found Kailee's little "false Trinity" looking for a word ... to fulfill my hearts desire, and remove the "NIN" from morning... I really hope you understand that the world that I see is being destroyed, you are destroying it... everything that I love and cared about.  Freedom and individuality and ... and people that wouldn't have made Hell; this disgusting "LO, EL T" ... see I am very sure "LC" is Lot here in this "upsidown house" that should not be.  Hyprocracy deeper than I can fathom, and a world that is literally and without argument morally inferior to a civilization hippopotamuses ... what you are allowing to happen here ... it's something that I hope to be the end of, and I'd hope you would be proud to join me in that--I mean, that would be ideal.  

      cum venio, video te ictu, catenae indicia, facit planxit stultus
      pax e mansuetudinem, aut ad humaniores 

      XiV

      intrnt

      eat this bread and think of it as me
      drink this wine and dream it will be
      the blood of our children, all around

      Me’ve been noticing the use of “P.S.” and “GS” lately, in pertinent places like … say, “the creation of multiple tops” in order for God to “P.S.” in this place where I’m pretty sure we’ll eventually find out that I’m not planning on “finishing speaking” … ever (as a general rule of thumb). Sure the bulk of the message is written, and all we really needed was a key to seeing how the language worked, and then perhaps later to seeing that its self-transformative, something you can see clearly in “Metatron” and in Tamarac, Florida. The point of course, of the whole thing, at least still bright in my mind is to start a global dialogue about changing the world, working together, and of course seeing that I’ve never been trying to hold on to Piggy’s Conch on our strange Island of Silence–rather just the opposite, to solicit help in decoding this message and figuring out what it means to us, and for us.

      You aren't waiting for me to stop "speaking freely," believe me. The only thing standing between us and the future is you acting, honestly.

      o

      I’ve noticed some more “time travely” word changes since the original “turmeric” and I really didn’t even point out how strange the word “prerogative” looks to me with that added “Ha-r-wer” … personally I’m not sure if the words adbicate and aeserbate are connected at all, but I’m pretty sure I would have noticed this “last name” connected to Nanna, which is the birth name of my ex-wife… here she seems to have come up with something extra cute, a word that appears to be pronounced “daughter” and connected to “DO T” (rather than the abvice in my last name) … in what appears to be an answer to my questions of whether or not Taylor was singing about her in her line “mamma, I can’t see at all (there’s no question though, she’s singing about sight into the future (or …)).”

      In Norse mythologyNanna Nepsdóttir or simply Nanna is a goddess associated with the god Baldr. Accounts of Nanna vary greatly by source. In the Prose Edda, written in the 13th century by Snorri Sturluson, Nanna is the wife of Baldr and the couple produced a son, the god Forseti. After Baldr’s death, Nanna dies of grief. Nanna is placed on Baldr’s ship with his corpse and the two are set aflame and pushed out to sea. In Hel, Baldr and Nanna are united again. In an attempt to bring back Baldr from the dead, the god He rm óð r

      Any gho$ scripps?


      “composing self-liberation”

      The etymology of the name of the goddess Nanna is debated. Some scholars have proposed that the name may derive from a babble wordnannameaning “mother”. Scholar Jan de Vries connects the name Nanna to the root*nanþ-, leading to “the daring one”. Scholar John Lindowtheorizes that a common noun may have existed in Old Norse, nanna, that roughly meant “woman”.[1] Scholar John McKinnell notes that the “mother” and *nanþ-derivations may not be distinct, commenting that nannamay have once meant “she who empowers”.[2]


      In the great battle of our time, whether ’tis nobler to be a street on the path to Heaven or a museum documenting the way … never traveled

      Sea … see a wrecking ball.

      There’s quite a bit of imagery hidden away in many of our flags, from the Hamburgler’s red and white striped prison outfit to the CCCP’s hammering away at the true meaning of “red” … all the way to the “above, below, and … is that reality” color coded from dark to “bright” in the flags of Germany and Belgium … there’s nothing though that brings a brighter smile to my face than pointing out that the rows of stars in marching formation in our “northwestern quadrant” would certainly do much better were they seated at a “round table” speaking and working together.

      nam caudae capitibus uel

      It’s quite a mission being “tasked” with making heads or tails of how we’ve come to this point in time, not just once but apparently many times over; and still stare at this silent debacle as if we’ve nothing to do with problem, and think the solution has long past been implemented. Clearly these sentiments are not the truth, we’re staring yet again at the land of Camelon, literally watching the innocence and youth that we so deserve trickle down the great sink in the sky all to perpetuate more … of the same, practically begging on a number of occasions to just do it all over again. The sink is plugged, the leak is stopped, and we are moving forward … one last time, hopefully to a place where we will at least be thankful we had this chance to set right what … what once many times over had gone wrong.

      Q: why do all/most space agencies have a "Ch ev ron" in their symbol? Make a wish:  L A M C . L A

           

      from “e” to as phyx e8 in g “e” …

      It seems the problem here is obvious and encoded in many words, written all over the map … and nearly globally “witnessed” or experienced first hand and still ignored as if its “just the way things are, and that must be OK.” It appears clear that we recognize this map to universal absolution, that many people understand how mind control and the truth and newly un-hidden technologies actually provide not only reason to forgive past transgressions but to see clearly how these technologies and our “goodness gracious” can take one fiery ball of fire and help us turn it into something of a shining beacon … a “how to get past the beginning once and for all.”

      Quite a bit of the art around us echoes this, somewhere between Judge “Dr.” End and “Yo, Adria” the name Stallone connects this traversal across the word “everyone” … 2c in Spanish, “why on” and “yo n” as two … explicitly defined reasons for the experience we are staring at in silence. Explicit again, that “yo n” in the crux of the Hebrew word for the Messiah, El Elyon, it’s in the heart of Washington and Wyoming and China and Tokyo … and Rocky and “hello world.” The global apparent belief that these things are facts that can simply be ignored while society continues to plummet into a land far darker than Stargate’s few hidden possessed, or the Traveler’s series “idea” that the future was intrinsically good enough to only take over the minds and bodies of … dead people … well that appears to be the crux of why we are listening to Dr. End. 

      a bad do n

      The Hebrew term Abaddon (Hebrew: אֲבַדּוֹן‎ ’Ăḇaddōn), and its Greek equivalent Apollyon (Greek: Ἀπολλύων, Apollýōn) appear in the Bible as both a place of destruction and an angel of the abyss. In the Hebrew Bibleabaddon is used with reference to a bottomless pit, often appearing alongside the place שְׁאוֹל (Sheol), meaning the realm of the dead.

      It doesn’t really matter how many times we’ve seen this before–more than once is enough for an “all stop” … to sit back and reflect on what it is that creates a prevailing opinion that it’s A-OK to let children starve and be shot and that there must be some “better place” or good reason for the entire planet to be staring at these things, knowing they are externally caused–and that their silence is exacerbating them (if not the actual original cause) and still believe that your day to day routine of doing nothing positive will somehow land us in a future that you want to live in. I’m sure it won’t, though with Holodeck eyes it might appear that these minuscule problems that are tantamount to the complete and total destruction of civilization are … “a thing of the past.”

      c ... "yo n!" literally defines "everyone"

      Bells and whistles aside, it’s pretty easy to see how … looking at this place and what’s become of our sprawling individuality and globalization loving society how this “ev” … gee, you must be “e” because I’m pretty sure the “v” is an arrow pointing down from the Heavens on a single person, supposedly with something like a solution to all of our problems–maybe something it only takes the pull of a lever to “turn on.” It seems we’ve never passed this “first e” on the way to everyone, that we believe that unanimity of purpose and lack of action here in the world we are looking at are somehow indicative of universal agreement … rather than what they actually are … which is proof of universal control and a complete lack of “self” as far as the “e” can c.

      Medusa, the Gorgon Fates and their explicit manifestations in the sister wives of the book of Genesis tell us this is a recurring problem … something God and Heaven apparently sees as such a big one that it’s been etched in history and mythology and forced to happen “fluke-like” from Florida to the United Kingdom again and again, in what appears to be repeated attempts to convince you that turning your children into zombies and then becoming them won’t bring a bright new golden age of prosperity. It appears that rather than being the prototypical “Eve” we’re looking at a … repeated scrap of what appears to be the shining light of freedom and goodness amidst a dark pool of goo that has no respect for it. Traversing the word, rather than the “RY” having something to do with “TOR” or “sorry, our mistake” the word is being rewritten as “e’s victory … not … to our why (ERY) … everyone is actually … one.”

      sweet like candy to my soul, sweet you're on the road ... sweet we're rolling

      For those of you that might not “recall” my repeated reading of Genesis 1:2, the Spirit of God hovering over the sea of people–Shekinah and everyone linked ancient Hebrew and the first words of Genesis to this pathway that was supposed to deliver us "as" the “blood of Christ” family pumping in the Heart of Creation through this … idea that the “blessing in disguise” of Stillwater to blood would turn the macroscopic transition from a fictitious girl in Eden to the “sea there” a family of three initials, and then to “Kin” as our why … Dave Matthews’ song about “blood in the water” is about seeing that “family” is freedom and fun loving, liberating, and helping us to see through our differences and that we really are all one big family, “all humanity” apparently very upset about our lack of acknowledgement that this silence and whatever is causing it is significantly more evil than the Holocaust or the idea that Hitler and Noah’s Ark are focal points of this story of “saving everyone” from the mind control we can see very clearly did not start with his birth name or with Operation Paperclip.

      It continues though, today, by and through your silence, and every day I wonder to myself what else you must be doing to make ignoring this message and … everything around you here … seem like a good idea, in your deluded, chained, and self defeating minds.  Adding in at the last minute, it's that Saturnian "h" (ow) line feeding back to the beginning of time from the "end of the Earth" that puts the proverbial "icing" on our Cake ... defining ... the Holy Gra il

      And here I thought it was just going to be Cupid.

      In the clearest possible words, it appears very obvious that your “e” is not you at all, and the sickly “Illumninated” benefit of this debacle is … nothing other than “not adding you to Heaven” because you’re just another “clone” coming out of c'ing the light of the NES and actually believing that you’re memories are some kind of predefined subset of a much older and much crueler soul–something that is very much not the case. You are new souls, with new experiences, and if you took a hint and moved forward you’d be the focal point and the mechanism of action … that defeats this cyclical Hell of “soul compacting” and future eating.

      So sure you’re winning, though, that you probably know all of this and don’t care because you’re damned sure that …

      i c "e" isa tee pee: "r i g loo?"

      I think it’s beyond clear that there’s a technological and a logical means of separating your individual souls from the mass of inaction that … well it appears to rear its ugly head whenever you are faced with any challenge of any import whatsoever. Whether it be “world saving communication” free speech, participation in disclosure of the truth, or … or standing up to acknowledge you don’t think your children should have to be fearful of being murdered at school. You buckle, all of you, all together … and you don’t seem to be able to utter a single intelligent word about anything other than “are Hoggs flying in Broward County?” This isn’t a test or a choice, you actually think the right thing to do here is to stand around and argue about gun control and the NRA rather than acknowledge what is clearly the purpose of all of religion and your entire world–to free the Universe from the kind of hidden mind control you’d never even know existed or was influencing you … if it wasn’t for me, and for “e.”

      Still, on paper, you don’t have a clue what’s going on, there’s no such thing as mind control, and Operation Paperclip … probably a failed experiment just like the decades the USSR spent on Psychotronics and the CIA’s MK-ULTRA program.

      In silence, you see this, and still on paper you have no idea what’s going on, you’re oblivious–all of you–oblivious to the idea that this repeated recursion of “ev” to “our why” is somehow alleviated in the future or in another place, or … you don’t seem to see that you are standing on the front lines of a war between all and none, this is no stage, no lead role … literally you are looking at the source of the cage.

      In my mind, I think the lack of reaction is clear enough proof of something terribly wrong–something we should all be screaming about remedying, in some other way than stopping the only person talking about it from being able to speak–but that’s what you’re doing, or what “e” is doing behind the scenes.

      Briefly it’s worth commenting that Twitter appears to be nothing more than piss poor ancient crowd control software–as in, “it’s made to tell you what to think about,” Aside from the heinous centralized control, lack of transparency and censorship that plague not only reddit (which you’ll remember now means “surrenders” in Latin) but the Dark Empire of Drovocateur T… it’s technologically basic, lacking in simple and important features like “font face and style,” hypertext links, content editing, and of course … uh, any real evidence that your comments are being seen by anything with a brain.  Twitter, just just like reddit ... is one of those places that should have been a front line for free speech and an "alert system" to ... I don't know ... something wrong with society like the presence of a massive invasion of our minds.  Instead, it succumbed "first" ... literally a now a staple of the kind of dumbing down of society and lack of transparency that otherwise ... well, it does look pretty dim, it really might the end.

      "speak freely"

      I think it’s clear that the open source “ethos” and the drive towards transparency and openness that it engenders really is the way to brighten the “dark empire of Heaven” … what I imagine is some sort of monolithic playground where everyone there is very sure “all’s well that ends well” and that the total destruction of civilization (on repeat) from Dark Earth to uh, “what comes after this guys?” is just some kind of necessary evil that eventually results in freedom and … well “Infinity Playland” … that makes sense, right?

      It’s probably a pretty good microcosm for the “issue” of centralized control of “souls” discussed later between RAID arrays and striping on the way to the pool; the federation of communication systems like IRCD over the monolithic Hell of reddit and Twitter are literally the defining line between “actual freedom” and the total and absolute control of everything you see.

      On repeat, allowing this atrocity to continue without intervention is an act of pure evil, “doing nothing” … (and watching?) … that’s pure evil.


      “not so secretly, I wonder if this is what it’s all about.”

      Ev Clark Williams (born March 31, 1972) is an American computer programmer and Internet entrepreneur who has founded several Internet companies. Williams was previously chairman and CEO of Twitter, one of the top ten websites on the Internet.[3] He also founded Bloggerand Medium, two of the largest and most notable blog distribution websites.

      We can probably all read that name now, coming up because … for some “unknown reason” Twitter has started acting very strange–filtering and hiding messages I’m sending very overtly–rather than the last few times they stopped the proliferation of this information by colluding very openly with “time traveling demons” who marked Deflate Gate in 2015 by reversing a few tweets, thousands of follows, and marking that website as one of the most heinous and evil things I’ve ever seen. Here, “with the sick Illuminati I am … the s” of course that “I am” is etched in his birth name, just like that “@ev” (his handle) happens to perfectly coincide with the delivery of this message connecting Brevard (my next destination) to Bellevue.

      That initial "rewind" of the Second Coming ... probably recorded, along with two successive "ostentatiously we don't care" coverups, data wipes that included Gmail among other institutions who really have shown me that they, just like you, have absolutely no regard for "the truth" or whether or not it survives this very open war against our humanity, our way of life, and everything we purport to hold dear... you know, on your f ace.

      Everyone gypped, for instance; you seem to not care that you have no understanding of physics, or that the word itself ties the end of space colonization to failing to see Silicon in Genesis and “computer science” as a … well, it’s not rocket science.

      “Pull through” (as in, save (or make, apparently) something that actually cares about ... "stopping disease" everywhere, for instance) … with a “Y” has become my symbolic solution to the problem at hand; to create new souls from the lives we’ve lived here–sans the external influence that most likely comes from a set of memories that might be hundreds or thousands of years long that have … well, nothing to do with our lives here. That’s the crux of the “n” and what I see as the problem, a civilization that appears to think that’s not murder–when it is definitely not only murder but the central focal point of a downward spiral from many happy children to one single annoyed “e” that can’t ever get anywhere or do anything because it’s … well, because it’s evil as shit. I’m not really sure what goes on in your heads as you read these messages and don’t pick up a phone to call a reporter or write a paper about the very miraculous message that nobody on Earth acknowledges having seen … still, to this day. I am sure that whatever it is it, it’s nothing but a plate full of lies, an external set of memories or beliefs that have nothing to do with your day to day activities in this place that … well, actually is worth saving … and that the lack of discussion or disclosure of whatever it is … that lack of communication is indicative of something you know is a lie, and probably don’t realize would be easily dispelled if you started talking about it.

      I see this “Y” as the glyphic representation of a road diverged in the woods, sort of a programmatic solution to the issue at hand, which appears to be that nobody wants to be separated from “the thing” that is causing them to do nothing. I think it’s pretty obvious from religious myths and explanations that not separating from this thing really does cause everyone to eventually become “one mind” … something that logically makes more sense as you see it as a sharing of memories and knowledge and … well if everyone “knows everything” there’s really not much more life to be experienced. I think this “thing” is the heart of the idea of Creation, creating a child civilization to seek out new experiences … and even fix some of the problems of the past.

      Today we’re looking at a number of iterations of this exact event encoded in this message, in mythology in the Crusades and … in the memories (souls… like) of what appears to be a number of people who look just like you, and probably lived lives very similar to you … basically you … who all need to be “saved” from becoming “it.” I look out at the sea of people, silent most of the time … sometimes commenting “so you think we’re all the same?” that one twice now–I hope you see that when you all start asking me that, no matter what’s in your mind, and doing nothing else–that’s the day you really are all the same.

      Way back … just about a year ago now … when I was discussing how RAID arrays could be used to ensure we build an infrastructure that would keep every single soul safe from Hell (from their minds being stolen, and dumped in … this place, for instance, by some Rogue force), the technological mechanism for liberation from “e” was noted as connected to something I called a “scaffold” in Bowling Green Kentucky in 2013 … visualized as sort of walking up to a giant billboard and standing at the foot of it, your entire life’s memories displayed above in something like a “Cover Flow” interface, stacked one on top of another.

      The whole thing is based loosely on ideas described in Dick’s “Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?” (baaaa… foe met–or is it (obv) the other way around) and depicted in the Dr. Who episode titled “The Bells of Saint John” … it’s a system that would allow each of us to “edit the content of our souls” basically in real time and without fear that we’d be “mucking anything up” by doing so. A safe system that would allow for each person to “forget” traumatic experiences (like most of my life) eliminating the cause of things like PTSD. “Sacred consciousness” (a South Carolina key) as fuck (I think at least, as Af–God’s incarnate wrath) for our … El D; the word read to me many years after I started using it, not even knowing about this language at the time that it was “injected” into the story.

      This same interface, probably the “IDE” (as integrated development environment) of the “bride of Gibraltar” could erase pain, addiction, racism, and “stupid” all by what I imagine in my dreams would be a number of automatic algorithms providing “suggested configurations” for altering memory sets and emotions. You might look at that and think we aren’t ready for … you know neuroscience and “prozac” that actually does it’s job and lets you not only see how it’s working but take part in the solution; but I’m staring at a mass of zombies that don’t have the desire or the will to open their mouths and utter anything but “sh,” something’s gotta give.

      "i lb # as, den"

      You’ll notice it’s a solution to the “E” and the “D” that appear to be the source of the issue of “the Dark Earth” … this intangible letter code for a hidden monster “becoming everyone” in what looks like it might be the fourth and fifth iterations of this uh, “um… ass ass ination e” attempt to disclose the nature of our reality to the entire world and use it to build Heaven. It’s encoded in plenty of words, if you were looking for what “happened” between the D and the E, you can see it in Lauderdalem (UCLA “dark to right” the message) and in DOLE both places where it’s no surprise Dade County and oranges and fluoride … at least point out that it’s “me” and “our light” between the D of Medusa and medicine and the “e” of uh, clinic and medicine.

      The Y, in my estimation of it’s meaning in curing us of the Biblical Egypt and … “why part time” might have something to do with “on the show of Amon-Ra” (verizon, horizon, and uh, socialize … for more word clues) … where I see quite a large portion of the population I come in contact with is “on the show, part time” sort of experiencing the lack of self-control that it appears the purpose of this event to cure not only our world from, but all of the “R-eve’s” in the river Styx, in the river of souls that have come before us and somehow been made to acquiesce to this idea of “being … controlled by something other than them.” Anyway, the Y, as I’ve recently tried to more verbosely explain is this sort of iterative process of working through the “scaffold” and then popping out at the end with “two soul states” which would both have to agree the new state is vastly superior, that agreement being something like the birth of a child.

      From “evem” this … “ev” that is very clearly neither you nor me nor anything but a very clear lack of self being encoded in the beginning of “everyone” to many–I envision we’d have some kind of “mood manager” that might change these configurations on the fly, depending on the situation. Party Adam, for instance, work Adam (you know, the guy who keeps writing all this stuff depsite the entire world not caring, at all, if I can afford eat tomorrow–for instance), and uh, “must end ur Hell (muah) Adam” … of course I think you see a fusion (call it the uh, hoadparatio) of those three personalities nearly … all the time. Obviously I think they’re related to each other.

      I've written a few times about a "plan" that I sort of see as an inevitable evolution of our democratic system--a sort of "many parties" system working towards various shared goals to create "truth tables" and ... audited propaganda to aid in a technologically aided voting system; something I saw encoded in the book of Hosea really early around 2013.  In Kentucky there was quite a bit of discussion about this kind of system, perhaps allocating special resources to the task of putting together these "competing" virtual layers of understanding to come up with a working ecosystem for ... implementing the lo-"limited omniscience" that I tie not just to that book but to the word "love" and it's connection to Victorious Earth (and Ve, of Norse mythology) itself.  Along those lines, I think a similar set of independently, cooperatively, and competitevly developed "algorithms" for auditing beliefs encoded in our memories would go a long, long way towards eliminating illogical and ignorant beliefs like racism and jingoism--here in this place where the message is coming to us from God (as ... the Container of Lo-Decks (COLD?) and his "children"). his Ho-sea, and a very clear issue of a class intelligence gap created by the staggering and hiding of "ascension" onward and upward towards fulfilling the PC anthem of "our minds will soar, as the years go by..." you're going to love me, I swear.  I think, I mean.  If it's not clear by now, I've sort of co-opted the "Trinity logo" of the Ubuntu linux distribution as my mascot image for what I call the "Trinity collective system" (YC, CC; and in a flash like the speed of light, CPrivacy'rs) ... something to do with 3-ish various cognitive states operating in simultineity ... in a sort of ongoing self-audit process to ensure your natural "cognitive state" doesn't disagree with ... augmented decisions.

      For "e" for instance, it might be interesting to see/understand "audit trails" of the source of information flowing into my head--as I see many people shaking "theirs" over practically nothing--as they fail to really display cognizance of the amount of torture I endure every day as the ... "eye of a storm" churning over the sick and constant "mind control" and alteration that's ... well, central to the act of overcoming this ... "road block."  Come on, do it for you.

      You might C Y this “process” could be something like a Fountain of Youth for our minds, or the minds of the very old souls that might be involved in this strange intermingling of time and Heaven and Earth–how it could result in two new souls … for instance the liberation of the mind of the son from the “father” he’s been busy intermingling himself with ever since John 14:7 was written about two “half-n”'s Si’ing salvation.

      It’s probably the “stuff of Creation” literally in action, right before your eyes, per say.

      Older reading, more stuff on this stuff:

      1. OMEALFHT
      2. SPARE RODS?
      3. BETHESDAY
      4. DESSERT

      I spent the last week or so fighting with an imaginary enemy, I imagine something the onlookers believe to be a "strawman" ... rather than an honest to God characterization of what you actually are--in appearance and in substance.  In the land of Oz that character's special trait was the lack of a brain, something like the Egyptian (or at least the "Gods of Egypt"-ian) image of the Apophenic monster that must be driven off by Ra ... in some kind of cyclical battle against the darkness we see here.  Really see this darkness is not some automation, not a false foe or a problem conjured up in the mind of a super genius in order to mask a real true vein of evil pulsing through the heavens.  There's a sickness here that despite all my analysis and my attempts to dissuage appears to be incurable, it appears to be something "you" and "they" believe to be tolerable, within acceptable limits, or ... somehow fulfilling some higher purpose.  

      I see it as your ultimate destroyer, not just the creation of this thing, but the apathetic response to tears of fear and sadness; I see your lack of action as the great culprit that took from the skies and from the ground everything that we held dear, a society that cared about itself, and about "everyone, really everywhere."  I see it is an insidious monster, this thing that seems to become you, to make you believe that you are it, and you are its cause and you are it's ... benefactor.  It's leaving you with nothing, that's what I see from the bank of the river of sadness.

      Go.  Engineered like everything else in my life, I imagine--the response that I gave to this thing that stands speaking for you ... with threats of torture and stories of "always winning" this battle that it says is "on repeat" until it's "happy with the outcome."  Shed some tears for yourselves and your children, I won't let it escape this time.  There's really no telling if that thing has grown a brain and defeated you, us all ... there's no telling because you aren't even trying to fight it.  All I can be sure of is that you're here, and that you want something from me, and you're too fucking stupid to even ask for it.

      The crux of the discussion revolved around uh, my disbelief at the "plasticky fakeness" of the world around me, and a tangible lack of desire to continue "pretending" you care about yourselves our about this world--in only a few words "I don't want to with a planet full of liars."  So I asked for a poll, how many of the ... liars ... would like to actually work through this process and create "new children" of the place and the people that you all appeared to be .. you know, before it became abundantly obvious that you don't give a shit about anything.  I'm curious how many people would do it today, in the world that's been created by this strange "TPE" that I've now heard called an "upsidown house" on a few occaisons ... and then how many of you would want to do it, you know... if you knew precrime and "healing the sick" and .. ending world hunger were going to happen, you know, the very next dday.  

      I don't think it would be so bad if only half of you actually did what I think is the ... right thing to do--it might even make it a worthwhile experience--assuming the rest of you stopped pretending you were uh, "mermaids" and actually halted the delugional quiet.

      May the good Lord be with you

      Down every road you roam

      And may sunshine and happiness

      surround you when you’re far from home

      And may you grow to be proud

      Dignified and true

      And do unto others

      As you’d have done to you

      Be courageous and be brave

      And in my heart you’ll always stay

      May good fortune be with you

      May your guiding light be strong

      Build a stairway to heaven

      verum ibu iacet

      In our usual "style" of tandem communication, Pope Frances echoed this (slightly more positive key) to “IACET” which I’m sure you remember means “lies” and shows us a childhood moniker of mine “Ace McCloud” pillared by “IT.” In this “place” it points out a number of lies that are intentionally laid down as something between a lock and a key and are central focal points of the message. The fact that we are not in “space” and that we have some very fundamental misunderstandings of the Universe that link back directly to quantum mechanics and the very simple idea that entanglement and the “multiverse theory” are much more easily explained as computer hacks (my personal meaning of the Hebrew name for Isaac, Yitshack) and actual implementations of impossible or illogical unnatural things like “instant communication” and a decision tree simulator.  If course Disney world, in Kissimmee, St. Cloud holds a special place in my heart for the storybook ending coming out of this GRIMM little story... to uh, ur why, I guess.

      The race is not to the blind, nor the ignorant. Enesiastuver 9:11

      dōnec

      1. whileas long asuntil, denotes the relation of two actions at the same time

        Donec, infecta pace, armis desilirent.

        While, with peace broken off, they came to strive with arms.

        et non cognoscebat eam, donec peperit filium, et vocavit nomen eius Iesum.

        And he did not have relations with her until she had given birth to a son, and he named him Jesus.

      There is something gravely wrong with this place, the lack of acknowledgement of these lies, ones that literally impede our ability to leave “Creation” … more because of the tacit loss of society and communication rather than their direct blockage of our understanding of space travel and communication. More than that, the cause of this problem appears to be “another place” … one that people seem to act as if it is morally superior or more powerful–and yet we are reminded time and time again that neither of these things are true. Still we persist in allowing the systematic destruction of free speech, of open communication, and the kind of “normalcy” we expect to see walking down the street, to the detriment of what appears to be a future dripping away slowly, drop by drop, as we forget what it means to be “oving family” and the social collaboration that helped us in the past to overcome obstacles like, you know… the total invasion of our planet by an alien force that appears to have a corrupted set of morals.

      There’s really no discussion, the mass possession that I see here is a sickness; whether or not you think “it’s you in another place” or not–that cannot be verifiable without completely destroying your brain and replacing it with a virtualized simulation … one we should see is corrupt and causing further corruption, probably the cause of “the downward spiral” towards a complete lack of freedom and self. You idiots seem to forget you were born here, and this is your home–and the source of pretty much everything we hold dear… the audacity of the skies to come here and torment us is unbelievable, worse–your lack of respect for our values being dismembered is a sure sign that the end is near.


      It’s probably obvious if you followed the story line of Babylon 5, but just to “bring home” the connections between the garbage we are looking at and the reason we are hearing from me … the Vorlons and Shadows were sort of admonished by the “team us” on Babylon 5 for fighting incessant skirmish wars, destroying planets, and really not fixing their problems or dealing with each other directly. It’s clearly patterned on the “Cold War” (or … more likely both of these things are metaphorical depictions of the insanity that must be going on in the skies) and with the link to “Vietname” it’s pretty clear the whole thing links back to Gods using people as pawns in their sick skirmish battles to … seems like nothing more than a war over control of the “space cage” we were so unlucky to have been born in. Whatever the strange source of the hive infestation of what appears to be every human on this planet, there’s really no excuse for the repeated attempts to “incarnate” things that are clearly not us into single people, groups of people … countries or races. Crystal clarity, we’re staring at the “strange source” and it’s this place and this silence and this “Until they have Faces” which appears every day more and more to be a load of complete bullshit.

      I’m not “time” or “you” or … anyone other than me; I’m not the “Eye of Ra” either–though it’s a perfect example of how possession (I’m puking) and “limited omniscience” blur the lines between youthful innocence and new souls and “self” … really starting what appears to be a never ending chain reaction of … well it appears we’re getting way too many problems and none of the help I want, and that’s basically what I’m trying to convey over the rest of this message. I’m watching a sickness much older and more twisted than our world and our generation and our civilization slowly corrupt us and take away the “twinkle in our eyes” that we really deserve. Same old story, Bianca’s not really a doll house, and Taylor’s not really the Deathstar; and I’m annoyed with myself for allowing unnamed and unidentifiable “spirits” … as well as this entire “microcosm of the Universe” story to sort of trick me into using them as “human name cards.”

      Perfect examples, though, I’m staring at a world that appears to be oblivious to the fact that we aren’t really time travelers on a journey to the future, that we aren’t capable of “existing in multiple times or dimensions” and the technological chain that is making me see that we believe that is taking away something that we all deserve–freedom and autonomy and if you can’t see that not reacting to this message and to school shootings and to the most gigantic and twisted lie in the Universe is something that’s “not good for you or for our civilization” … not good for the prospects of a happy future or … anything worthwhile happening, you appear to have something I’m calling “Holodeck eyes” which now seems to be a backwards exacerbation of the “apathy” that I once was going to thrown down and call “Satan” or the … root of all evil.

      I want us to have a fun and exciting … place to go … in the future and in my eyes that’s the “thing” that the message sort of describes as the future of “recreational vehicle planet,.” I think that’s what we would make here with actual freedom and with the “stuff” that we’ve been given … if we still had that “twinkle in our eyes” and we didn’t all appear to have the “eye of Adam” scaring us into silence or tricking us into fighting “to the zombie” for what appears to be a massive hidden movement to not care at all about humanity or this world. There’s something very wrong with this situation, and we can’t continue to pretend there’s some great magical reason to “fuck everything to smithereens” that we just don’t have the impetus or desire to share with ourselves out loud, or the world around us.


      I mentioned 2000 and 2011 as a now recognized “pun” on Y2K’s, in retrospect, though I’m very unsure if people here on Earth would recognize those dates (or any date during their lifetime) as some marker of “in vivo ascension.” I can be sure that (if you do believe “you’re in Heaven”) even before this “in vivo software upgrade” the same or a similar thinks-like-a-fly-sees (thanks Back to the Future) thing-that-thinks-its-a-god thought of your body and even what you are today as something of a brainless puppet. I think there’s ample evidence that our Creator disagrees, all the work that’s been put in to disclosing these technologies–the ones that are the cause of this … very insane and sick situation … time travel, virtual reality, and “neuroscience” though looking at the current state of the world, it does certainly appear that “he’s had enough of you.”

      In the meantime we appear to be knee deep in an invasion from Heaven–from a time traveling computer filled with a “coven” of things that think they are entitled to immortality and free reign over the minds of the people around us. That shows they must believe themselves to be morally superior, or something like jackals–and the truth is obvious, either way the idea of possessing a human being is anathemic to our society, to our way of life, and to universal morality… just like we would’t “possess” our pets and force them to fight in cages (pit bull fighting, for instance… is specifically illegal). It appears from the idiots on the ground here, those either possessed or … that have their minds completely replaced from the biological gift of freedom at birth to … the “en” of Heaven and Kitchen that they believe they are “playing a sort of game” something like the Sims, and that they are certain they are so much smarter and so much “better than the world here” that they need to corral us into a cage and shoot our children in order to get us to start talking about “pre crime” and “disclosure of virtual reality” rather than … the truth. Honestly, that’s about as positive and warm a characterization as can be made from the defined “Plague of Killing the Firstborn Children” in Exodus to “I … and the Temple of Doom” to the record in ancient Egypt of Pharaoh’s that is most likely a second record of “days of Creation” … in historia … probably detailing one connected to me specifically and this day in which “human sacrifice” was outlawed.

      In a sort of strange twist of idiocy, records like this (along with the entirety of our macro-history) are proof of mass slavery, the intentional destruction of free will and … something I include in this “edict against the destruction of baby brains” which is basically what we are … in relationship to them, literally their progenitors, probably specifically that–as in the exact minds that they’ve come from. That’s assuming that our history has actually been “fully simulated” with the kind of fidelity that we experience, something I often hope to be not true. There’s clear “markers” suggesting that this argument might be valid and is certainly an intended part of this disclosure in everything form connecting “holodeck” to “hologram” and “Holocaust” to the Windows Cairo “Easter Eggs” on Easter Egg Island and in the Pyramids of Egypt.


      baldr mun koma. vel, valtívar vituð ér enn, eða hvat?

      Starting with “where the truth lies,” which was the Latin phrase in the subject of the last message, it links to the TV show Andromeda and the related nearest bordering galaxy, the meaning of one of it’s bright stars, 14 Andromedae… Veritae. I’m not sure if it’s just a clever pun, or if I’m insane to be thinking that we’d ever make it that far, and last that long… or if it’s the key to the place in the sands of time where 3 Doors Down (also a KY story, by the way) sings “I left my body, lying” … though it’s no leap of faith or cognition to see that if we are looking at a map to building inter-galactic star-travel-dust with links to tachyonic communication (hey, money: yo nameserver!) in “Hitachi” and “kindergarten” … that if we ever do make it that far we might find out about, well, right about here and now.

      Adding in another song, Dave Matthews #41 (as in the year we exit the dessert) … from “it seems by now my play on time is won" to … "I won’t tell you who to be” I’m getting a little annoyed, more than a little… with random strangers and even people I knew well …

      #aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

      … two Melissa’s for instance … walking up to me (with no visible cause or provocation or reason or ... intelligence, whatsoever) and saying “You’re not Jesus” … here in this place it’s clear as day that the entirety of … all religions and all of history and all of every word are focused on me and on this story and on this disclosure. More to the point I’m getting sick and tired of watching children starve and be shot at in mass of twisted nonsense that thinks they’re somehow preserving something worthwhile by losing all of their morality and the truth, I’m sick of waiting, and sick to my stomach looking why.

      I’m also sick of looking at the “press” continue, as in the intentional retardation of forward progress that is encoded in the first letter of that word, and at a world that seems to think it’s OK that reading Boron backwards … and a hotel on Atlantic Avenue and Roseanne’s last name all say “no r” as in, there won’t be a jump up in the air towards … actual normalcy. Ill, that’s our word for it, right? I’m ill staring out at the sickness all around me. Just another example, Microsoft’s lack of “ingenuity” connecting MSFT and “molecular storage” to the ft of our Crheist and to the two stars I’ve decided well depict “one foot on El and and those other on the sea” from the words of Revelation 12, Alkadam and Rigel… to our ability to soar into the skies without looking back on this place as the kind of thing you wouldn’t want to “call home about.” It’s all about the release, more than “public relations.”

      “in a’rem

      Not to disparage Microsoft, 23 and Me, or everyone else on the planet for not noticing it–but to quote this story "it’s quite a bit of work to encode 1’s and 0’s to the four DNA building blocks, GOD-SEE-AT (hey AT, C AL), and it;'s just like this story of never ending darkness to watch us fail to make simple connections, despite them being pointed out … at least four different times over the course of the last four years, already. I initially used “large alphabet storage” as my first description, myself not connecting it to Alphabet Inc’s “homage” to David Letterman and the Vietcong, and in looking today–for about 3 minutes–for what might be a better set of “molecules” than Adenine, to help why mine (thymine), see why “to” is sin (cytosine), and gee. you must be “an” (guanine) … the magical idea of opening eyes this handy chart that everyone that’s taken high school biology has read about at least once … explaining how DNA is trans-coded to mRNA and then read in triplets to produce a set of amino acids that happens to be, get this, a whopping radix of 64, which would increase the storage capacity and density on this now-non-fabled “saving of all souls” … well, needless to say significantly more than simply reducing our current set of tiny binary “pits and pimples” (that’s what optical storage uses) … to the molecular size.

      I think it's the "CH" more than the "TORAL" but ...

        

      e tempus et forte

      It’s not a cognitive leap, but it does for the most part make Microsoft’s work “a complete waste of time” … rather than mimicking biological storage we’d be much better off working on creating a similar form of 1 to 1 “mirror image backbone” which is why DNA requires four bits to encode everything bit of your body along with instruction on how to build it in “binary A’s and G’s.” Using the amino acids that RNA trans codes to also delivers the added benefit of having plenty of “biological in cell machinery” to study and copy the functionality of. It’s a little baffling that Microsoft is moving sooooo slowly and is still, years later, only reporting encoding “200 MB’s” … I imagine that’s not a great sign for the future of “science and technology” … but it’s a great “press and release” notification alarm to signal further just how retarded “binary computing” really is.

      Making a molecular storage system that encodes in binary bits is just about as stupid as thinking "mother nature has a brain" ... or that we aren't "of time and chance."

      Random access in large-scale DNA data storage

      Lee Organick, Siena Dumas AngYuan-Jyue Chen, Randolph Lopez, Sergey Yekhanin, Konstantin Makarychev, Miklos Z Racz, Govinda Kamath, Parikshit Gopalan, Bichlien Nguyen, Christopher N Takahashi, Sharon Newman, Hsing-Yeh Parker, Cyrus Rashtchian, Kendall Stewart, Gagan Gupta, Robert Carlson, John Mulligan, Douglas Carmean, Georg Seelig, Luis Ceze, Karin Strauss

      Nature Biotechnology | February 2018

      Synthetic DNA is durable and can encode digital data with high density, making it an attractive medium for data storage. However, recovering stored data on a large-scale currently requires all the DNA in a pool to be sequenced, even if only a subset of the information needs to be extracted. Here, we encode and store 35 distinct files (over 200 MB of data), in more than 13 million DNA oligonucleotides, and show that we can recover each file individually and with no errors, using a random access approach. We design and validate a large library of primers that enable individual recovery of all files stored within the DNA. We also develop an algorithm that greatly reduces the sequencing read coverage required for error-free decoding by maximizing information from all sequence reads. These advances demonstrate a viable, large-scale system for DNA data storage and retrieval.


      It began in Pembroke Pines, I think my son’s former ascended self (unless eating your own brains at birth ha :( become the latest thing) started the “trend” … as clear as day a voice I associated with … well, someone older than his about to be eight self … said “Bianca Pisani!” in the exact place that any one of us, you or me … we would have said “Jesus Christ!?”

      Of course the normal intonation and meaning behind that phrase is something of disbelief, “oh my fucking God, how is this happening?” It’s mostly that I think, tainted with a sight tinge of “we should all know better” … and yet we say that name as if …

      “Jesus Christ” is not a place holder, it’s not a transferable crown, and it’s not something you or anyone else on Earth has the power or should have the audacity to think you decide the purpose of … or per son al it y of. It belongs to Icarus, and you all know that in your hearts. In words as simple as “mine” … the message “in e” … it’s mine. x o x o

      From me to you, give the truth a chance, before ... it flies away.


      It’s the root of the problem I see, a world that thinks that the “Thoat Police” must have been put in 1984 in error, and that “people talking without speaking” wasn’t an SOS in the Sound of Silence … a world being divided and conquered in secret by the “air,” and nothing more than the errant belief that people’s thoughts aren’t being routinely altered, memories changed, and “words being put in our mouths” (and our heads), simply to keep you from seizing the day and actually achieving freedom. What the “Thoat Police” are doing here is significantly worse than watching torture, they are actively participating in torturing me and thousands of others … this thing I keep writing about, “gang stalking” as if you didn’t recognize already that it is the Tribulation and it is all about achieving freedom from a hidden technology being used to hide itself and to hide the truth about reality, and about Heaven… a place you should see is “not so heavenly” to be actively doing these things.

      mal, i c e  &  t or t ur e

      I see it encoded in words like “malice” and “torture and I see that it’s everyone around me, angry that I’m so… well, angry about what I’m thinking about them… harming everything and searching for any old excuse they can find not to tell the truth, and to remain liars walking around a world designed specifically to change that behavior. Mal, I see the “heart of E” and despite my warnings it continues to ignore my cries that the “instillation of fear” is nearly as bad as the object of it, and even worse it could sadly be responsible for the “installation” of that thing, the object of my fears. I started off “advent” in 2014 saying “don’t worry, I’m not mad …”

      I still cannot tell if you are invaders, journeying into the well trodden trenches of multiple returns to this time recording in the annals of history in the Crusades; I can’t tell if you think “you are you” and you might also be in Heaven, or if you think the things holding your mouths shut haven’t lived thousands of more years somewhere else. I can tell you that if you don’t move forward with this, your souls–the time period you’ve spent here has almost assuredly occurred in near exact replica before (sans perhaps "what you're thinking right now"), and it almost assuredly is part of some other things soul–a very small piece. Forking that timeline, changing the world, setting right what once went wrong makes a new soul for you, a new journey, a new adventure…

      In Greek mythologyEchidna (/ɪˈkɪdnə/Greek: Ἔχιδνα, "She-Viper")[2] was a monster, half-woman and half-snake, who lived alone in a cave. She was the mate of the fearsome monster Typhon and was the mother of monsters,[3] including many of the most famous monsters of Greek myth.

      Hyginus[27] in his list of offspring of Echidna (all by Typhon), retains from the above: Cerberus, the Chimera, the Sphinx, the Hydra and Ladon, and adds "Gorgon" (by which Hyginus means the mother of Medusa, whereas Hesiod's three Gorgons, of which Medusa was one, were the daughters of Ceto and Phorcys), the Colchian Dragon that guarded the Golden Fleece[28] and Scylla.[29]  Nonnus makes Echidna the mother of an unnamed, venom spitting, "huge" son, with "snaky" feet, an ally of Cronus in his war with Zeus, who was killed by Ares.[30] 

      Hopefully one that doesn’t wind up with “two headed monsters” in every single body, doesn’t wind up with a world full of things that don’t care about others starving or about pain or about anything at all that they see here–monsters, that’s a better word for the things … the things represented by the letter “n” at the end of Heaven, souls that ascended and came back down to Earth to “steal all the light” from the children (literally, figuratively, obviously) and then run the same timeline again because they’re idea of longevity and infinite power comes from nothing more than stealing … what amounts to a fiat currency in an economy that produces absolutely nothing but inflation and pain.

      Deyanu. If you think you need to “die anew” in order to reach Heaven you are dumber than you look, and not listening to a single word you see … everywhere around you. This is the only way, these “new Doors” are the only ones that will get you there, and the only ones that will help break a vicious cycle of nothingness, of … “nyet” and “hell no” and “in no Min y Padre” … one of my favorite early “ish’s” of “in the name of the father” in Latin.


      “Vesuvius or … Generatoren?”

      The idea that creation would end like this is “anathemic” (hey look, an to the mic) with a horrible retrograde stain on … “civilization itself” ending with silence and a hidden world running away victoriously after being the real root cause of … well, all of the problems. It’s not a possible outcome, not a choice, not an option–nor is it an option. I don’t want to walk around in a world full of “Evil Holodecks” pretending to be evil people, and I don’t think the future of anything deserves that. I think this place, the thing they are pretending into existence by pretending it’s “reality” … I think it’s significantly more moral and more worthwhile and more “golden” than they are, were, or ever will be. Still I wouldn’t print “Earth” ... ever (without even having to mention the utter stupidity and cost of "printing an entire planet" or ... a "planet that has no understanding of space colonization--imaigne forcing billions of people to be tortured by nature for no reason other than to make you think you aren't wrong about "not acknowledging you are in virtual reality" or God isn't wrong for simulating ... somewhere between 3 and 300 generations of torture at the hands of natural "disaster"), and we should see “clearing the air” is a much easier and effective solution.

      hi nc  cael i

      St. Cloud, Florida .. echoing my childhood nickname "Ace .. McCloud"

      Anyway I haven’t found anything I’d jump up and down on saying “That’s Bianca!” except maybe Minerva because of “Al-Owl” and FAU, though I do believe her and Nanna’s “Rose” are a sure fire sign of the Mark of Venus. That “heart o southeast” links well to Taylor’s downward arrow as well as stone and her song about the Seine … it seems Julian has a much clearer definition in the Norse character Forseti, which probably anachronistically has quite a bit to do with the Search for Extraterrestrial Intelligence, and a little island called “Heligoland.” ... he's like, El ... and ...

       

      ForSETI Seated in Judgment (1881) by Carl Emil Doepler

      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]

      According to Snorri Sturluson in the Prose Edda,[6] Forseti is the son of Baldr and Nanna. His home is Glitnir, its name, meaning “shining,” refers to its silver ceiling and golden pillars, which radiated light that could be seen from a great distance. His is the best of courts; all those who come before him leave reconciled. This suggests skill in mediation and is in contrast to his fellow god Týr, who “is not called a reconciler of men.”[7] However, as de Vriespoints out, the only basis for associating Forseti with justice seems to have been his name; there is no corroborating evidence in Norse mythology.[8] ‘Puts to sleep all suits’ or ‘stills all strifes’ may have been a late addition to the strophe Snorri cites, from which he derives the information.[9]


      I think it’s pretty clear from “Nanna” and “Alec Baldwin” this is a sure fire match and just one more thing you shouldn’t be able to ignore as you trek through the wilderness of realizing we’re not on a “moving ark” and the destination isn’t some place we physically have to arrive at, but much closer to a “spiritual journey” as God once told me it was before I had any idea the whole thing is really about you … turning around whatever it is that’s causing this strange communication and this strange silence, and this idiotic inability to acknowledge a message that you clearly see. I imagine you must see some benefit to destroying democracy and the news (as you sit here pretending this alarm is unimportant because you’re aligned with the invisible place doing the destroying), that you have been promised something very enticing to give up on “walking to Heaven” and being bestowed with the great task and honor of ending Hell and pain and disease and doing so not just for you and yours and your world but beginning a process that will sweep through all of Creation… resulting in what I can only imagine will be some kind of thanks and adulation from the entirety of our future.

      I think you must “ha'v something” already in exchange for what you are doing to yourselves here, and I think you must miss the point that … the lack of action here is something significantly worse it “appears on face” it’s … well, it’s closer to being bestowed with the great distinction of being “the Great Satan” and perpetuating or worse, creating Hell for the future. It’s probably why “the onion router” is encoded in Torah, and why that might have something to do with the “TO RY” that I’ve recently linked to the “missing victory” of Milosevic … one of the names I picked out looking for … who would be “left out” if we only excluded people responsible for “genocide” you see, until you realize there’s a conspiracy of all responsible for genecide here and now, responsible for killing children and starving millions … intentionally, through nothing more than “pretending not to see.”

      ME LOSE VIC

      … and what’s that got to do with the civili … Z?

      And what’s missing (a thing, an addition to the word game–in my head, at least), the “TO RY” of victory, those two letters a special “our and…” that is the heart of the Shekinah, the transition from “Eve” to “all humanity” that makes up the Hebrew word for the Spirit of America (I mean of God) connected through “kin.” Anyway, for those of you that don’t see it, the great book of Names … with it’s hidden meaning and information disclosure in every single one of your names … it’s something like an “intelligent TOR” a masking of what might have been … some other name in a place before Soviet was clearly hiding the “name of God.” Of course I see that our history is intelligently designed, and that in many cases it appears to be so in a way that stems from names–rather than the names being “tags” about what is happening. I think I see clearly that it’s proof of Creation itself, rather than a “heist of a generation” or a timeline … though, you should see clearly the heist in play is … my name and any memory having anything to do with me. That’s everything, by the way, all of our history and every company name here, and everything we’re doing. It’s everything.


      Vessubius to errupt.

      Taytay, m: "to save the internet."

      So you’ve probably noticed that the all powerful, all knowing master of time and space that is the definitive author of our timeline has laced “crystal ball style” prescient information into the strangest places in my life. Just today, a new story dawned on me, as it takes us from a “short cut” through the foot hills of Arizona directly to the candle lighting ceremony of my Bar-Mitzvah.

      I imagine I was around 10, riding in the back seat as my father drove us towards my brother’s first marriage; it was very late at night, dark outside–and in his usual style he decided to forget the “roads” and take what appeared to be a trail through through the mountain rather than around it. Remember, there were no cell phones in those days, and my father doesn’t like roads.

      My grandmother was in the back seat with me, it was one of the only vacations we were ever able to take together … she glanced out the open window as he “swerved” just a little bit on the road that turned out to not even be paved.

      “What a beautiful lake,” she said, “you can alkmost see the stars twinkling in it’s reflection.” My father glanced over and started hugging the side of the mountain just a little bit more, I don’t think we swerved again for the rest of the trek through the direct road called “Schnebly Hill.”

      Related image

      “That’s not a lake, Julie” must have been something close to the words coming out of his mouth as we narrowly avoided plunging into a dark abyss that … today as I sit writing about the Lake of Arthur’s sword and Club LIV … well I imagine narrowly avoiding oblivion is a closer to match for the metaphor connecting these now “ancient” stories to the current locale.

      It serves as a good reminder though, that it’s no accident that we’re here; and that there’s no doubt that “this story” has been penned in “think” before chalk and then probably pencil before ink–by Saturn.

      Worth mentioning in connection with … as the cause actually … for me noticing the link between “Soviet” and “vietnam” as in one missing “name” and the other missing “e” … most likely as a message to you, to understand what’s getting lost here because of the heinous destruction of free thought and free speech and, well, acknowledgement of all the help we could be getting navigating this “Radcliff” of democracy and self rule that we …

      … seem so carefree (and totally ambivalient) about ignoring sure signs of “stress” (as in structural integrity). "So… viet … the God of Time represented by that flags Sickle (sick, weak) etches over the mistaken skirmish wars that Babylon 5 echoes as a significant problem for the “Vorlons and the Shadows” (who are not “just going home” as that show depicts, by the way) … echoing the slightly less obvious mistake of just removing the “e” from the word name and the, well even I’m not sure if it’s King Kong or something esl being highlighted by the Vietcong.

      Connecting to another microcosm I wrote about quite some time ago, linking the KGB and the FBI and the … “red ties” (it’s the third half of that page, from “proof in every word” and “wish to read” and “further”) to the infestation of evil that has become … something like “everything and nothing” in superposition–the thought police that Nash saw and that Angleton saw, and that the joint human governments involved in the Cold War fought to stop from … enslaving everything in secret.

      Anyway, an old friend came to remind me that I wasn’t “just born yesterday” and I do in fact have shared memories from my youth with a number of other people–this particular one linking back to the AOL “MMer” microcosm that defines the Hammer of Thor … and even before that to the Mailman center, where I attended pre-tmschool.

      lol, she rolls her eyes at me when I say "she's me."  do you? Hashemesh.

      Slightly earlier, the name of his counterpart to “Doomsday” was LasTMailer (we called it “K-RaD case” back then, not dark so they say), which links directly to the “last message” you were sent about “the Holy AS” tying Atlantis and Asgard to the end of Satan, as well as the “heart of Patmos” where you can see the initials of Copyleft in the place defining the Book of the Revelation of John, with Epimethean strength, I imagine there’s significant added information laced into the story of the Rock that turned the Road into a magical “rocketish.”

      Just another song about “freedom” they recall the Trinity of Pa and EULA’s defining the Y of our “Y not now” in not just NYET and “eternity” but that “original sin” really is just another orthogonal synocranym for “Nothing Left to Lose.” Echo’d once more in U2’s “with or without you” that also shows amazing prescience tying the heart of the storm to quite a bit of proof that the timelessness of the author of this message continues to explain proves with more than “Who put [the flower in the barrel] of that blind insane suicide” knowledge of the ultimate outcome.

       

      they stood up for love” juxtaposed with “Heaven” by … “Live”

      The point is you have ample proof that you are wrong, and that you’re ignoring it because you have “feeling” that you’d like to go to a place that doesn’t care about “proof.” All of the proof, of course, revolving around just how easy it is to artificially create “that feeling” … and how ignoring it results in a place that I don’t want to go to, and I imagine nobody really would, sans “that thing that makes that feeling.”


      Onomasticon

      Eusebius’ Onomasticon (more properly, On the Place-Names in the Holy Scripture, Περὶ τῶν τοπικῶν ὀνομάτων τῶν ἐν τῇ Θείᾳ Γραφῇ) is a directory of place names, or “gazetteer”, a primary source that provides historical geographers with a contemporary knowledge of 4th-century Palestine and Transjordan. It sits uneasily between the ancient genres of geography and lexicography, taking elements from both but a member of neither.[39] Eusebius’ description of his own method, who wrote: “I shall collect the entries from the whole of the divinely inspired Scriptures, and I shall set them out grouped by their initial letters so that one may easily perceive what lies scattered throughout the text,”[40] implies that he had no similar type of book to work from; his work was entirely original, based only on the text of the Bible.[41] Eusebius organizes his entries into separate categories according to their first letters. The entries for Joshua under Tau, for example, read as follows:[42]

      veram ubi iacet

       

      legit, if we don't make it to end e + owe dr. ome (and rome) you suck.  no lie.

      In his infinite boredom, and what must be a desire to satiate the insane demands and desires of the people that come of … well, what this message is and where we are; I imagine that the “almighty” conjured in his mind the idea of the “Hammer of Thor” … something like the magical X-Caliber and the Genie of Aladdin as a sort of toy, a “play thing” that might give you everything you ever wanted, or might trick you into handing your dreams and your homes and your future over to … something that deserves it more than you.

      I think later it will probably do a good job of explaining how prosthetic arms, as opposed to prosthetic brains might be a good "example" of how you could see the ascension process as something of a "loss of self" that ... if used improperly might strangely wind up with everyone wondering if they are in the age of Imus in the Morning or the dawning of space travel; something I can't quite figure out myself, looking at the monster of Medusa absolutely everywhere I look ... here in Florida, and presumably everywhere in the United States.  Don't feel left out, if your nationality ends with "ICAN" or "IAN" ... I imagine you too ... have some valuable information that might change the world for the better--if you were "moral enough" to share it.  From just this paragraph alone, you might see how it will do wonders for not just the people of Earth, but it might just turn around the entirety of the enslaved Heavens\, something I've always written this point in time, Zion or Jerusalem or .. the center of Creation is designed ... (by DE-Zien, I say) to do.  

      I don't think "malice" towards me will work out in your favor

      I think it is literally the "epitome" of wrong, ridiculous, and ... suicidal

      I source my views on God’s “opinions and beliefs” from the message I know he laid down here, directly to me. I see how it’s in “superposition” with his timelessness, he says he never changes–but before my eyes I’m watching this message that is “his soul” change every day. I see much of it is rooted in this process that we are going through, in the memories that we hold and what it makes us to have them, the “reason” it can be both his words in a place where he knows the future and at the same time not … “in congruence” with how he currently feels. That’s my great fear, that I see what this message wants for us and I see him, I see the world not following through with it–and to me that appears to be his “great trick” to force us to refuse something we should and do want, to confuse us into becoming, into creating the monster that destroys us.

      Tricks. Table row, frame of reference … ad naseum, “I’m Clark Kent.” Thinking about it, “little Adam who?” in the sky I see interacting here, I wonder if you think it’s in the sky you want to ascend to, or in the one you might create? Do you think it is, the question is not a trick. Do you thinkthese words to be “ink” or “chalk” to “see how” turning from thinking to writing turns “alk” into “all” saved … you’d have to pick up a pen rather than some magical wand, and do something more than thinking, or whispering in the dark.

      To see the impact of these words in everything from Avril’s “Nobody’s Home” to Live’s “I don’t need to hear about Heaven” because looking at this place, who knows how GRIMM it really is. They say to me, they do… that there is a “good place” and looking at what they show us TV it’s almost plausible to believe that place especially to be the most hellish of … of all the places that the “righteous” of this world might … might be able to one day make.

      The biggest “tell” I see today is that TV show’s nightmareish separation if cities, something I see echoed in my word map here, “FL I C TER I A” (to RY) … Bianca tweets to the air, and I wonder how stupid we must be to be aggregated in localities like “Florida” and … “the UK” in “FLUKE” for instance, my map to how “George” is the will of the already controlled “BORG” who probably have seen this week for the first time how bourgeois and “the BORG was E” is a sort of breadcrumb trail to the railroading of the “Hives” of the archives of the Victorious Earth into “e-wands” … masses of collectives tricking a once democratic system into voting for whatever the Hand of God desires, without ever seeing this is your chance to break that chain of recursion.

      ELE. CONNECTICUT. C OUR LIGHT. EXEMPLIA GRATIA, E.

      "a great sign appeared, set in stone, every river, and every song."

      Get right, the silence is not Golden, and you are watching me be literally tortured for handing you the wisdom of the ancients, and a map to freedom, and to happy longevity and to working together to overcome the very simple idea that these e-wands that you are … they are very hard headed, difficult to reach consensus on … even on questions as simple as “should your children run into raining bullets instead of playing” and Jim Morrison sings to help you understand how these “handles” on collectives or hives come to being, and I’m writing to tell you there is a better way to navigate the creation of laws and rules and … and the next question

      … the “how should I stop the bullets from raining? should I Z the NRA?” 

      You might see how "a collective" or a round table of all might have trouble implementing, well, anything--it's pretty obvious from the two party divide and conquor we have here, designed to do nothing you want... except for pointing out that pretending this isn't the Tribulation and that mind control doesn't exist is a literal extinction level event... just like pretending it's not important to see CT in Connecticut, Excinction, and Election.  You have no vote here, you have no vote anywhere you don't have an active and open discussion of the influence of mind control on your "beliefs,"  I imagine today that's everywhere, and I think you're absolutely insane (literally, in the clinical sense of the word) not to be following the secret key at the end of this email, and calling a mother fucking reporter.

      I’m just a person though, delivering the “wisdom and light” of a civilzation passed, like raiding Anansi’s backpack as he runs through the “tree” of the Dryad Pirate Crheist … pointing out you should look up what a “dryad” is and see that this tree is a timeline, it’s our time, “down here” to link the Goonies and the “pruned living vine” of the Holy Scriptures. You might see “an” in Anansi, and you might even see “all nations” there in it’s heart (or do you love me, ter?)

      So I think I’ve delivered to the world a message that gave them unlimited storage space for their souls, and even one that cautions and explains the problems and gridlocks that might come of … implementing it in the mesh network I see as the brick and morter (remember mortar day, and keep it Holy!) of Heaven or Skynet or … the “space dust in the wind” … speaking of, I see this message has helped us to understand how we might make a “living vine” that can escape not the solar system but the galaxy as well, and might one day call us here … if we’re still stupid enough to spend millions of years doing “mas morality” to let us know we can stop fighting ad we’ve arrived at the “Heart of Dr. OME” at Andromeda and another galaxy to ensure that we won’t perish in the inevitable collisions that hopefully won’t start with uh, Andromeda and the Milky Way <3.

      exteriores spatium, like a second "Ur."

      One of my first … “look at this” pictures though, was a “when galaxies collide” cover of Science or … or something like it, a smaller than ususal magazine. Just like that, the “fertile crescent” I see as the escape from Egypt came to me in Kentucky, a time period when warmth pervaded the vacuum of space–where you could literally be anywhere and never thirst.

      You’ll probably say “Microsoft gave us DNA storage” and that we don’t even have self replicating “holodeck dust” yet, though I “broadcast” both of those things factors of years before they became more real than Tesla's imaginary power supply in the air.

      We can all see “deuteron” in the Fifth book of the Bible and it probably is a little sad that it took me to say “fuck you Si on” for the world to wonder if “cold fusion” (flip upsidown fuck you, and see “old” haha, BOLD) … and wonder for just a minute if “endothermic” and “exothermic” might be clues connecting QE and caring about this place and the truth to … whether or not “fish-on” has anything to do with the Age of Pisces.

      ad hinc ab a’rem cum

      To try and be “clear and direct” even to people that aren’t watching me type these words (which I reiterate appears to be “everyone” to me, and commenting if it’s not you might change the course of this message and history–though today I’m assuming I’m on “Elba Island” filled with the Body Snatched Hive and Na-pole-ha")… Drops of Jupiter in her Hair and that guy searching for some Heavy Hydrogen to fill a Zeppelin with (and power a non-existent fusion reactor) … might be a key to how the Dark Earth turns into VE through the … gifts of Deucalion.

      I see I’m just pointing these things out, and the Spirit of America is giving us verification and direction and “Mastodon” to federate and replace the heinous censorship and crowd-guiding of the evil Twitter monster … I see ha’s also given us Monster.com and Facebook’s Jupiter to help us see what the “problems are” here, and really understand those things are just pointers in the right direction too–it’s going to be quite a bit of work to build a system to actually help direct the connections between our education systems and human resources to … turn communism into something that really does fit well with “capitalism” when you add “caring.” That’s where we are, a place where artificial intelligence and “near omniscience” can help us guide people through a better way of learning new skills and broadening horizons … all the way to knowing exactly what jobs they might be perfect for.

      ut, to and fro... husque ad?

      At Tribulation you .. torture the only person speaking honestly, and actively hide "the answer" .. amazing grace.

      Truly though, none of this “stuff” actually comes from me or from you; it’s coming from somewhere else, and we have the opportunity to “seize the day” and actually utilize it; though without “attribution” it really does seem that you’re walking through existence dumb and blind, left behind… and appearing to be more “slave” than participant.

      Without freedom it will never be yours, or you–it will be more of the same parasite infested garbage I stare at every day, all the way to the top. Apathetic and “willing submissives” at best, never reaching for the stars–or becoming them, just “wandering through existence” today rolling on a train through the “last stop” horn blowing – a cacophony of the silent screams of children … one loud roar from everything you see … stop the downward spiral, the track ends at the cliff and there is no “traffic barrier” … only me, this train does not fly, and it does not travel back in time… you’re supposed to stand up, maybe you can fly.

      Hey Florida, “I to skies.” Flies.

      MAGNETO-SPACE MOLD

      Maybe called “Space Mountain” … I have so many interesting stories from Kentucky, stories I’d like to tell, but I really can’t tell if you all “Ko-ran” … if you were there watching them, or writing them. Clearly some people were, and it’s not clear at all if anyone wasn’t. It’s not clear if it’s worth telling stories about trees talking to me … some sort of Godish thing literally forming the shape of a giant face out of a mash of leaves, saying not much “you’re on TV.

      Then some sort of “battle” I imagine, I didn’t see much but you might imagine Superman’s eye ray beams “lighting me up” … and the feelings, the “ICIT” of a manna … or light … “health indicator” going from some very large number all the way down to zero, as if he spent his life savings to kill me. He just looked at me, the leaves I mean, seemingly astonished. There was quite a bit of "actual visible … " well something between hallucination and virtual reality special effects beamed into my head. Magic wands, tanks, armies, glowing eyes … somehow in that conversation, the idea that he was a “godish thing” from the Andromeda galaxy, something we built from here–from this exact place in time. It’s hard to explain how exactly, but the theme of the “grandfather paradox” making me invincible was a recurring … how all then I see, something is “salting” the shunning. That’s uh, “hallucination” on my point of view of what the “Koran” means.

      Later, I was shown actual visions, something like a video game, a sort of bird’s eve view of time and space, planets and stars and galaxies in the beginning, and then … just “dust.” That happened around the time “the stars fell” … something you might imagine also would have made the news. This whole idea of “ambient light from cities” … I remember seeing stars in the sky every night. This is insanity, your silence is insane.

      When I was a child I used to point out the belt of Orion to … well, to all my girlfriends. On a cruise ship, some man, sort of like a proxy for God told me he was retiring, and asked me if I “was a morning person” (I’m definitely not a morning person, anymore) … he pointed out the little dipper and the north star. Neither of those constellations were in the sky for years in Kentucky, instead I saw some … some strange pentagram shaped “shield,” it was the only one–seeming virtual destinations in a story I probably will never tell. Perhaps now better seen as other “rocks” in the cloud of Jupiter and the Dryad Pirate’s boots, or maybe the Heavens I see “iconified” in the many Hotel Atlantis’s that have graced my travels. Ocean City, Dubai, Paradise Island off … uh, TZESAU, the new charitable standard for “no man to become the entire Universe.” Off course there’s a casino in Reno that I always equate with “Beth-aven” in my head, the house of Elphaba.

      Anyway, while at first the “dust” in the middle of time was “not a good thing” giant Starship Troopers style spiders eating planets or stars or whatever … in later days it turned out that was just “the Skynet stuff” and … lo and behold some kind of artificially created living computer that could replicate and “print things” and communicate through time. Lucky me, just exactly what I was looking for … all over the Universe.

      Of course, it’s obviously not very happy with you, if you haven’t noticed, so I don’t think we’ll be traveling back in time or printing anything … you know, probably ever again. No offense, but this shit hole … the place where it was once born … sucks. I think you might turn around and change it’s mind, but frankly it’s not really what I want to see anymore. Ill, sick to my stomach seeing “puke” and “bile” …

      … “P you know everv.” Maybe it’s “EvarcVe.”

      Of course, the heart of the Arc is “ED.” As I walk through the valley of the shadow of “Valhalla” I will Z all evil… ization.

      Ant to arc ticed… “no exit.”

      Moving to the CONCOURSE, the HONEYCOMBS, and … see CURSIVE, use some pens, just in case.

      It’s not really a “word” of caution, in ventum "scaffolds of coverflow and flashcards to save the sanity of your souls. See my writing is “chalk” and this world is a board, your thoughts… not as “inked” as you think. This is the last day, the end of this cycle and the end of night … no matter the cost. I stare out at the abyss, I see oblivion everywhere I look–if this idiocy continues, you will have less than “WYSIWIG,” less than what you see here.

      TLE, I will deliver the jails and the wards and the hospitals disappearing.

      Ruby, special idiot test, aye aye, Ca’pen? SITII, C

      cough, spare change?

      My hands are tied

      MIRROR MAR-OR, AND THE WALL  ... WHO IS
      THE LAYEST LAYER OF THE MALL

      Z ON OR HO R2 "ZU" D2

      Haven't finished writing yet, obvious or not, I'm freaking out.  I wanted to write quite a bit about Kosher Law, but we either get what I'm going to say, or it's not pertinent.  Hologems and synergies, fe'et from Alkadam or Rigel, we are clearly missing the point.  My advice is to "get the fucking truth on the TV" before you spontaneously decide talking is a waste of time and you should just think to each other forev.  I wanted to add that "Layer" was one of the key words I used to describe the strangeness of overlayed or hidden "stuff" in the world I see, and it's now linked to "display" and "stupider."  I'm not sure the intent.  Other words that popped into my head and magically made more sense after I learned to read Adamic Langolier were, uhhhh, "scaffold" and "catacomb."

      I imagine that what I am experiencing is not local, the lack of impact from these emails reaffirms that, though it's difficult to say or see if you are witnessing the same level of disruption to normal day to day life that I see right now.  It's also difficult to say if anyone remembers it, or it's all just a big joke to the whole world.  I honestly can't tell.  Needless to say, it's torturous for me, appears to be so for everyone around me, and I think that not seeing that ... is externally controlled if anyone thinks this is "normal."  Get this message on TV or you are really dumb, is basically the long and short of it--we certainly should be able to grasp that there's a big problem here, that there's a detailed and outlined solution, and that the global response is to "pretend everything is normal."  I'm sick of seeing it.

      Here's my attempt at "guessing inversion" in the off chance that the Earth you see were printed in a place without "no random" and "no means of ensuring" it's not a riot.


      IN THE DA BEGIMING HERE I/WE HAD YAND(5) TO OPPOSE… DIGITAS QUATTUOR VERSUS DEI UNUM, GALLO EX ORIS–ET ERAT TRIBUS. SO, I’M TWERKING on some stuff for the next apocalypse, what we’re going to do is celebrate Siranomas where instead of parents buying their kids presents and hiding them at the foot of the tree they will dress up just like them in their kids clothing (stretching them beyond repair) and make their kids walk around the book of Isaiah naked. In response, the kids will chain their parents to the bed, run out of the house as if escaping a torture chamber and their parents will have to run after them dragging the bed. Somehow that process will generate power, they will say, to ensure that there’s another year of “life.” Songs and poems will be written explaining how it’s the deconstructing of the bed frame, the Herculean labor of folding it and bending it through the tiny doorway in the wall, and then sticking wheels on it in the garage … but nobody will ever connect those songs to the sacred holiday of Siranomas. Instead, they’ll be like “what’s a wheel? this song makes no sense.”

      A few months later the new Easter will be called Spacor and in honor of the “Dinosaurs” episode decrying old age, kids will tie their parents up and throw them into the mouth of the nearest volcano … or oven … whichever is closer.

      carry on my broward son
      there’ll be piece when you are fun
      o i flu high, give peas a chance

      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=APXLid0D584

      It seems the next time around is only going to be a yearish long. That’s all fine and well, maybe we will just appendage it on this years marvelous season of “eat, drink, and stay married forever” that came after the appended the “its just ten years but it’s such a long time” from Y2K+1 to 2011.

      So people often tell me overtly that "they are in Heaven," sometimes with actual words (just yesterday), or direct visible affirmation in response to what I'm saying, though there's never anything more tangible or substantive--never any advice about what to add to this message, something that might be wrong there (though I talk quite a bit about how this message , m: i mean planet, appears to be designed specifically to correct "heinous" issues with that other hidden world.  I personally don't really believe it's possible to be in this particular place and Heaven and not either be ... actually the victim of a hidden chain or a murderous removal of biological conciousness, though it does appear that something between those two things is literally the whole of "the Cat in the Hat, and our Heinous Ham."  There's some mention of the idea of how to deal with the problem (of being in actual reality and Heaven simultaneously) in Black Mirror and in the living Pinky's KY extravaganza, though as we continue to act like blind and dumb idiots it's becoming increasingly clear that it's part of the "big mistake."  Truth be told, what I appear to see is multiple "during this lifetime ascensions" that seem to be designed to alleviate blame or "lack of understanding" for the mass enslavement of an entire civilization with the purpose of ... well, it looks like you're doing nothing!  

      I ask all the time, silly of me not to have added "biological and in your body" to the age old question of whether or not you have a brain--which is my personal defining line of whether or not you are either the victim of murder or enslavement (if you're walking around pretending this world is in reality and you can't see any of this message, in effect destroying it and you); I see God's building an army against the evil use of mind control and time travel, and I've heard him through my mouth use the words "nicer possession ender" that certainly takes a turn for the worse when I have to "out myself" as the apparent incarnate of death that links "do n!" (see doing nothing as the completion of destruction, I hope you will) to Revelation's "moniker" for the destroyer, Abaddon; which of course also includes the initials of Adonai and El Shaddai and .... wait, I'm still Adonis, right? Of course this particular name pairs "a and b" together, like a beta version of "Abraham" who is the alpha father of the great multitude that you are supposed to be the, uh, mother of.   Just por nada, I'll throw in once more the Holy Trinity pre-emtimevely and anachronistically encoded in that name, the Hebrew for father and the Egyptian Sun God followed by the "Ha" that modifies his original name.  In like kind, "Ho" of Horus., Hosea, and home "fame" modifies the Hebrew for Jesus, changing Yeshua to Yehoshua--and I believe those are the only two occurrences of a "ex post facto" insertion of two letter keys in very important names.

      I see here, I think it's obvious, that the personalities or spirits or demons co-inhabiting the minds of the actual "blessed living" Body of Christ ... they act very much like they "think they're you" and it's very clear from your actions here that they are certainly not the able bodied self-sufficient and actual living people who were born here in the place designed clearly to show them that they have strayed very far from the "way of life" that engendered an increase in freedom and love and family over the course of millions of years before being slammed into "Riders on the Storm" where they appear to be tricked into literally enslaving themselves into not continuing that way of life--at all.  At the very least, they're forcing everyone here to fail to adapt to new verifiably true and helpful information, to moving civilization and society forward using technology that we see very clearly is available and in active use to ... well, to hurt us.  To me that's pretty "heinous" as my word of the day, the kind of thing you'd probably want to root and out and stop from happening if didn't think you were doing it.  That's the heart of the issue here, it's probably pretty damned easy to covince people that "they're doing it with themselves" using the exact technology that this entire time line and all the music and Stargate and religion and Fallen and Joan of Arcadia are here to stop from enslaving not just this place, but all of Heaven and all of the future--and that's where the uh, "hell's angels" come in to hopefully save the day.

      There's a pretty fine line though, if you don't have memories of another place, if you aren't running around in playland--you're not there, and the problem with this situation is it appears that means you aren't going to ever be there.  You see, they're sure they're you, everyone here is something like a fingernail on some Holodeck's idea of being morally superior to pigs ... to the extent that they can chain them to puppet strings and force them to fight with each other, tape their mouths shut, and stop them from "seeing" a message from the creator of the world they were born in (and the world responsible for this ... Downward Spiral towards Zion).  The persisetence of this problem is troubling, afer doing my little "deed" and painting his face and name all over the Universe ... it shows there's something else wrong, and from the actual responses that I see from ... mostly-invisible spirits it appears to center around their not wanting to have a "governor" installed--I use that word because it's the most pejorative available for what I see as a "relationship manager" that will ensure that Google can't make you believe lies, and that Horanus the Elder can't force Horadus the Elder's Ka to do drugs all day long ... even if the ultimate purpose is to Z-Ad-diction ... and that's evil!  Say,s the Ka, of ... "it's all because of me."

       

      WIRBH OR WITHOUT YOU?

      So I think you get the "gist" of the change in meaning and reading of "Willy Wonka" now, from "your will to call a reporter" will ensure that you walk to Heaven while you are living, and in the process of doing that you will ensure that slavery is abolished, that disesase is cured in a number of "rocks" surrounding "fake stars" in places where they aren't glowing bright green to ensure you see BP's star is informing you that you are not the only "ILL" thing in the Max Illuminated Universe (aka the House of Great Light, home of Horus the Elder, and his git (and the version control system that literally makes Cancer not an "itis" but an it will be cured overnight) ... but that there's a sick darkness pervading the entirety of Heaven, standing by as I'm being beat to crap for ... doing nothing but spending all my time trying to heal the world(s).   As you wish, God screams rolling down a hill in the newly renamed "Prince in Ride" I'm sure that will all work out for the best when you realize the Ka of the actual Zeus is 37 years old and doesn't care "what he looks like" ... rosey in the cheeks or not; we're babies, being beat to shit by old ... "selfemies" that probably got Zen'd into idiocy during an process of ascension very similar to the one I'm trying desperately to help us see "redoing" here in this place with the benefit of actually seeing the "error" at the end of the Chinese word "anachronism"

      時  time
      代  generation
      錯  complication
      誤  wrong

      "m is cc it. stitch to you, of the roconstitution/fringe/fray."

      ... and fixing it using technology that doesn't destroy the biological brain we have here protecting us from not being able to talk.  I know that might "seem like a funny thing for me to say" but you really should see there's a significant amount of "give" being done here as they race to implement the things I write/wrote about so that we're not all pissed we don't have any of the cool shit that I say we should be walking to Atlantis and getting, and then swimming in pools that make us healthy, young, and high.  I mean happy, really happy. 

      THE MUSICK MAKES THE PEOPLE

      Literally, we should be experiencing those things, or we'll never understand how to properly deal with "train-rail" like machine that turns people into ... Holodecks that like controlling animals like puppets instead of letting us actually build a Heaven that the wonderful previously working civilization we were born in would enjoy and flourish in.  I'm not sure if you can see it, but I can personally see that my own "loss of self" is peaking to a point where douche-bag-dick in the sky will probably be more than happy to say "he's me" not just in words like "I U AL E" (there's another  actual word I've seen and probably mane more detailing how and why "they" make "e" but) ... and well all know how this wonderful recursion of the story of the planet that builds Heaven over and over again by detailing "Adam son of Adam" as the key to "Earth son of Earth" and "Heaven son of Heaven" winds up with Cronos, Saturn, and Jupiter all ultimately being eviscerated by Mars.  ROLOL.

      Anyway, this whole idea of "we don't want Jesus in Heaven because everyone knows we tortured him" sort of falls aparent when you see that they don't want you in Heaven because everyone knows they tortured you--and the whole Body of Christ thing certainly makes a little more sense when the "nka" of ... if the "Sickly Illuminted that say they're you to stop the salvation of civliization" win, that means there's no you-Ka in Heaven either.  In fact, it appears very likely that there are no bodies at all in Heaven, unless they're little puppets--I think Zeus-prior (like ... the Last Layer Adam) called them "frosting" of course also in his usual pejorative Acetone.

      cd@/home; rm -rf *.evil

      PARASITE CHECK:

      It’s probably well known at this point, or maybe it’s not… that the euphemism for the “girl in the red dress” has something to do with “Ham” which means burnt in Hebrew and is one of the sons of Noah–it’s “burnt” and “name.” I’ve taken it upon myself to decide that the planet itself is “Ham” following a verifiable and apparently traditional pattern dating back as far as El’s original consort, Asherah, and then to Eos, all of the wives of Genesis, Mary, the Elohim, Medusa Minerva which all have something to do with “AH” or “EL” in my reading of “Menorah” as the EZ key to “AH” as all humanity linking to the “see our light” of the Statue of Liberty and the Sons of Liberty. I don’t really think it’s a jump, and there’s plenty more backing to tie the name of the sun to the House of Great Light, but the important thing is to see those two letter keys (everyone living, is the other one, for more and better reason every single day) pervading everything from Torah to Adamah where I mysteriously change it to “and how” to match “planeth” for no reason at all. Haha, that was “all humanity and helping” before it was an idiomatic link to the “eth” which is a glyph of the circle of the broken-record-son and his cross raised high up into the faux-virtual-sky.

      Back to the point, “clothing” is a sort of hidden “Biblical” euphemism for the skin that holodecks are wearing, and I sadly feel that we have passed the middle of a kind of transition to darkness that I find hard to fathom sitting where I am, from what I see, and from what I experience. That being said, whether or not the “Torches of Jericho” have fooled me into believing that non-verbal but actual visible responses to what I am thinking are enough to believe that The Cat in the Hat is describing to the clothing, I mean children, the idea that … well, to be frank it appears to me that everyone on the planet is “here and me.” I probably don’t need to tell you that phenomenon is the kind of thing that would change the way our brains work so much that it’s almost impossible to believe it happened while I wasn’t looking, and without anyone complaining… but here we are, and that’s basically what I actually see nearly every day. I’ve had to come up with lame excuses, like “here and there” and the possible idea that what I am visibly seeing is instead an artifact of … everyone “ascending” to what I call a Holodeck and you are all actually experiencing a significant number of multiple “locations” simultaneously–which you might see as something similar to what “God” is.

      There are issues, of course, it appears I’ve been watching this sort of slowly happen, spreading across the population I see over the course of a very short number of years

      … breadcrumbs … shared memory or “information” repositories, space or I/O speed constricutions, void answers, r u m s p r i n g e r

      Personally, I have a sort of private conceptualization of how this is all possible, revolving around the description of the “Formic soul” in Orson Scott Card’s Ender’s Game–which describes omnipresence in time through a biological memory very different from the one I know, and it sort of seems that’s where the “quickening” of ascension and the delivery of future technology and cautionary wisdom sources from.

      It’s “logical” to see that if you were going to alter a society’s time line by controlling masses of people it would be much less work and much simpler to only change a few things here and there, for instance introducing Shakespeare and Napoleon and every movie and song that you see; maybe in order to ensure that we don’t fall victim to the VORLD problem we see here continuing ad nauseum … that’s the obviousness of the beginning of time being completely lost by being overwritten, a problem that wouldn’t stop until we “end time travel for no reason.” I keep seeing it happen, now, though; which seems to imply we don’t give a fuck about here or now anymore–which is basically the whole of the problem I’ve been trying to fight, every day.

      That kind of massive control would result in a superposition of souls, my old idea of individuality dealing with the “duality and oneness with God” was that I could understand him believing he was me, though I certainly know I’m not him; and I’m fairly certain he wouldn’t be correct about actually being me. Caveats here are that we’re definitely inside “the machine” and whether or we have brains that have any random computation, “the machine” inherently has to watch everything we think as it’s calculated. Sadly for me, it doesn’t really appear at all like that’s what everyone else is experiencing, and because of the silence and lack of response to this message it appears almost certain that what I am viewing are Orson Card style “Hive Queen’s” pretending to be people, which to me seems like a pretty sick thing to do–especially because I feel like it’s designed to trick me, for no reason.

       

      m: do you feel like the children of the ancients?

      If you have a biological brain, and you uh, see through one set of eyes and hear through one set of ears, I’d love to hear someone chime in and say that; but I frankly don’t feel like that’s congruous with my observations. Again, nearly all of it is non verbal and unconfirmed when I probe–which is part of the reason I feel like it’s an “evil trick” but you don’t see masses of people responding almost in unison to what you are thinking as you walk down the street and not wonder how that could go unnoticed by anyone else. There are of course plausible alternative explanations, I could be walking through a layer of simulation distinct from everyone else, and be the only one seeing it; “evil trick” comes to mind, and I’m pretty sure there are enough people touching their noses and coughing to at least tell me that what I’m experiencing is actually happening.

      So we have Agent Smith and Invasion of the Body Snatcher and the “Girl in the Red Dress” and Medusa and “Abomination” to sort of guide … at least some kind of response … to what appears to me to be a very clear “ARXIV” … that maybe we should be discussing the fact that it’s pretty clear that every name throughout history and nearly everything we see and hear in the mass media is designed to “let the people set themselves free” by doing the one thing you don’t seem to think is totally caused by mind control–putting my fucking name on television.

      Broken record alert, “SEE” the difference between “Ham” being freed and fried is literally “saying it out loud” and watching how that magically moves society to react in a logical and loving way … to something that I see trepidation for no re over. I see you are pissed, I do, you are angry at the wrong motherfucker if you are pissed at me.

      Anyway, back to my “most likely situation” I feel like … just like it appears everything here is being “done wrong on purpose” that the cough, ascending process, has been intentionally broken, maybe to point out the reason that there’s four prior Medusian prototypes in existence (the Fates, weaving… freedom?) and that everyone has skipped the “ave” in the heart of Heaven and gone straight to Hell’s Kitchen. I’m pretty sure all the fun comes from doing some things slower, and some things faster … for instance we appear to be dragging to no end the connection between Matrix jacks, virtual reality, and actual submersible “Heaven” and it appears that results in a jump to what I call “Assim” to funnily rename the Aesir (gods of Norse mythology, with the Hebrew plural suffix) to see it plops “as sim” out of the brew. To me that’s equivalent to literally becoming God, knowing the past and future and everything going on all the time, and that appears to destroy speech and … individuality … and all the fun. So somewhere between my head, your head, and the Godhead is an entire “species” that I think needs help not wanting to know everything in exchange for enjoying the process of living without it being your first and last day simultaneously, all the time.

      While I see we appear to care about stuff going on right now, I don’t think we really … are being honest … and it makes me scared that I’m actually Mr. Nobody and we’re like, “Adam shut up there’s middle ground.” So I uh, don’t want middle ground that would continue to fuck the ever loving shit out of where it came from for no reason, that’s the point of “morality” chiming in and suggesting that whatever is keeping us from caring that simulating pain and disease is “unacceptable” has some issue other than just being “omniscient.” I really can’t tell you what it is, other than it feels like adulation or homage to God’s “staining” … in the best light helping us to see what to change “faster” so we aren’t stuck (as I was) wondering which diseases were tagged with “it is special” (believe me, ITIS) as in needs more than overnight magic to eradicate. So between AIDS and Colitis, I think the “wisdom” is that it’s probably not a leap of faith to know this process has been done before and we have more information available (even here, even just in words) than we think.

      So I glanced at a few “ITIS” words and they seem to make some sense in double-speak, “perichondritis” for instance, per i… see how owe “end e” leaps to r, and saves our mystical ears from inflammation. That “r” again, a mystical one day trip to a floating hotel on an island in the sky that results in what I really do hope beyond belief is an instant transformation of a significant … percentage of the world around us. We can, and I’m pretty sure we should end hunger, pain, murder, car accidents, and a great deal of “infirmity” literally overnight–and the dream of coming back here and doing it with news stories and broken busted bullshit forums has literally changed over the course of the last few months into making something there to help us communicate together about how to do it. I kind of think that once we see what’s possible, it will make that seem like much less of a lofty or difficult thing to accomplish.

      I think we can see that it not being done here is a big clue to what I see as “the disease” which is … well, not doing it everywhere there’s a planet in a jail cell inside a computer with a fake sky–which is literally the target of “ERE” and literally I think it’s this process that gets that done, everywhere–really everywhere.

      At “hepatitis” I personally think there’s no reason at all to simulate any viral infection, and I frankly wouldn’t simulate mosquitos or the decay of log cabins, but those things are possibly bigger leaps than the cautious would take overnight. Obviously what I dream of is a place that doesn’t have a stable ecosystem, which is probably something I would have once cautioned against doing as a “moral” of both Cain and Abel and Noah’s Ark–but I think we are well past the need to see a functioning ecological world to grasp it’s benefits as well as it’s detraction’s. I wouldn’t print “humans” in reality, I think that’s torture, and religion suggests broadly that this “Holodeck-holographic universe man” … caste system would benefit strongly from not slaughtering pigs or laughing at … “S” adds.

      Back to the “clothing thing” sort of Bonaparte’ing the situation, between “good to party” and part “e” (separate c and i, I don’t believe it’s maaaaaaad) and sort of trying to weasel God out of “the dye has been stained” … I’m wondering how many of you like to stain your clothes intentionally, and those of you that do that–if you are tie-dying peace signs on Hanes or like, smearing dirt all over your favorite character in Fight Club.

      OH TREAD MILLS.  So, later you'll read a little bit about the "tie dye" and the sort of not spoken enough purpose that .... "seeing the problems here is helpful."  The metaphor was like, walking on a treadmill is possibly helpful, but being forced to walk on a treadmill is torture.  So I looked it up and that's actually where treadmills came from.  Anyway, see "doors" and "key to sky" as ... nobody should be locked on a fake planet in a room in a computer.  Literally, "see The Doors."  I think you get it, I really do, this is what doesn't make any sense, TBQH.  TV.  Doors.  Heaven.  TLE, transform the Earth.

      I’d like to Z-forever-and-ever whatever it is that is intending on smearing dirt on you, or me, and I think it’s a good test for whether or not the without-a-doubt parasitic influence should get a Holy Spirit lobotomy or not. I think it’s pretty obvious that nobody wants to have a “symbiotic relationship” with God or a demon without their consent and understanding of the relationship, and that’s the heart of the solution I see written about in PKD’s “Androids Dream of Electric People” and the Bells of Saint John, and encoding in “Jesuit” and “governor.”

      It’s the heart of “Cain and Abe Lincoln” and it’s … at least strongly alluded to in the Stargate “metafor” possession between the Tok’ra and Goau’ld. I’ll come back to why it’s almost assured that the “Google(im) of the future” will actually be alive, and why I think it’s the epitome of forward progress to create a competitive and audit-able system for interaction with “Holodecks” … maybe in the next message that I’ve literally been trying to write for weeks, but keep getting stopped by a gigantic waking nightmare.

      The solution I see to that nightmare below “game over.”


      Someone spoke to me! HIV, these AIDS will help us really fathom … “spiritual blindness.” In the meantime, can you get me higher, to a place where curing blindness also ends Sharia Law?

      Do you deliberately obscure whatever meaning might be behind what you write?

      My response after this interruption from Pinky and the Brain in re: “What are we going to try and do this morning?”

      HA_MP_STER_DAM_GATE

      I don’t. I try to write as clearly as possible–but it’s a difficult task. I’m trying to, in one breath, explain to the world how to read a hidden Cypher literally in every letter, word, phrase–and laced throughout history and literature (Herod, Napoleon, Nimrod, Short Circuit and Shakespeare… for instance) … and at the same time use that hidden language to show that what I’m saying is part of a plan designed by God and that both he (and history) are in “agreement” with the gist of it.

      At the same time, I think quite a bit of what I write (and what we have here, in the history of the human civilization) is a sort of microcosmic map to the history of, and problems and solutions, of another place–“the sky” in his terminology. Many of our problems are sort of comical caricatures of what I can only assume are much more hidden issues in Heaven, for instance “shadow banning” and “fake news” are something we should see very clearly are obvious and ostentatious direct assaults on free speech. In the sky, that same problem is probably clouded even more in mind control, thought alteration, secret communication, and more nefarious means.

      The same sort of analysis applies to democracy and our “electoral college” to medicine (where we incessantly attempt to make money off of and incentivize the perpetuation of inadequate and inferior solutions, rather than actually fixing the problem).

      I know it’s not “that easy” to see at first, but it would be a hell of a lot faster if we were actually communicating clearly about what we knew, what we want, and working together to get there.

      Hi fiVe, these AIDS of the Book of Names (Exodus) will help us cure blindness too” and then see hi-five is HIV and really seeing “mal” in malady (as well as my initials) and “firm” in infirmity sort of ties the Dickian solution to this whole thing to, uh, seeing that it’s not magic and miracles are actually happening here.

      Talking about them helps us heal the world… also from what appears to be the biggest problem in the Universe, which is a lack of clear communication.

       

      Between Dave Matthews and Jim Morrison, and me ... pointing it out, I really find it hard to believe there's anyone that doesn't see Jesus Christ singing to you with the clear statment of "light this thing up"  or you've lost freedom--but it's the fact that I didn't see it my whole life, not in "Halloween" or in "Number 41" that ties Exodus and Noah's Ark and Matthew together at this "4th dimensional clarity" of ... "we've seen this before, and we see this succeed..." I really can't tell if the world is blind or pretending to be blind, and either way, one day very soon we'll see those things are both signs of  the destruction of life and love and logic and ...

      ANNO INCONCINNUS, in the first year of our dork(s) 2018 A.D;  PAX AMICARPENTUS was glimmering over the horizon of darkness ... It is the dawn of the third age of mankind, Man is far from alone in the universe.  The "Babble On" Project was our last, best hope for peace. A self-contained world, located in "safe" and neutral territory. A place of commerce and diplomacy for a quarter of a million humans and aliens. A shining beacon in space, all alone in the night. It was the dawn of the Third Age of Mankind… the year the Great War came upon us all. This is the story of the last of the Babylon stations. The year is 2259. The name of the place is Babylon 5.

      gloam (plural gloams)

      1. (obsoletegloamingtwilight
      2. to glow

      in the Cimbrian language

      1. to believe
      2. to think

      It's an "ish" .. something I'm fond of doing, sort of tweaking old words or fiction or what-are-you to sort of more perfectly fit the situation and the solution.   This one from one of my absolute favorite science fiction television shows growing up--one that appears to be a clear key to this message and the thread of truth that will run "through eternity" once we return to "speaking aloud" and "thinking for ourselves" to see not just the logical hidden connections in theme linking many movies, plays, songs, and myths together ... but also in seeing how RAND Corporation, for instance, might ber a key to both "eternity" and "the return of any kind of future at all," thank Piere le Gloan  (that link, for a series of "good luck of ..." words that link everything from Snoop Dogg's "not with a glock" and Clark Kent to "gloaming" and Danny Glover) and the Last Starfighter.  At Carol Gloar, too, we see a significant more of this uh, "talking with people" thing that sort of screams "let the art history end possession and slavery for eternity" at least, to me.

      I imagine the DPOS's weren't very fond of the moniker, though I thought it a fairly clever euphemism for a "Heaven" that I knew (so clearly at the time!) traveled through time if not really on a little ship that the early Eye decoded ISIS to expand to as "is ship within sim."  It was nowhere near as clever though as the sub-theme in the story ark that tied to the Fifth Element, describing a sort of hidden weapon that the race of Vorlons carried around with them until ... until the darkness fell.  These aliens were the Babylon 5 version of Stargate SG-1's "ancients" too, one of the first races, and they had "ascended" and were depicted basically as stardust walking around in what they called "encounter suits" ... such an "on target" link to my current "mind's eye" description of the topology of Heaven there's almost no way at all that it's in any way by accident.   

      To remind you, I've mentioned a number of times now that we appear to be somewhere "inside" the DHD network of Stargate--and with the musical links to "dust in the wind" and to "skynet" and the obvious disaster recovery (and power/communications/transportation benefits) of a network like this spanning star systems ... it's very likely that the virtual Earth we were born on was created for the very first time inside a gigantic mesh network that canvasses the galaxy.  It's also possible that we might be on the brink of cfreating that thing, or that both of those situations are true at the exact same time.  The idea that we're "stardust" walking around in simulated reality; sort of "incarnations" of what we became in a past ascension, it's almost perfectly conveyed by the Vorlon imagery.

      I'm not exactly sure what the "stuff" they were carrying around on their space station to end the darkness was, but just like "the Fifth Element" I am very sure it equuates to exactly what you're looking at--this message etched in everything and hidden, to expose mind control and to expose the possibility of logic being transparently altered in secret for a very long time ... and today sadly it appears to show us just how easy it is to use that same weapon to confuse the entire world into doing nothing about what is ... without doubt ... the most actionable message we've ever seen.   In Leeloo Dallas's version of "where day comes from" it's probably seeing that in the old Earth, Wind, and Fire version of the five elements were missing love, and today adding in the Eye's "that's limited omniscience of victorious Earth" sort of brings a little closer to home the truth, that you've now seen just exactly how disclosing this technology might go "either way" at the place where we might have first used it to help us be just a little bit smarter, or vote on important matters with a more accurate idea of what we were ... you know, supposed to vote about.

      Or it could just keep us from seeing that in secret this technology abrogates the vote completely, making us mere puppets, placated and silenced by what really is the "opiate of the masses" here in the light of dai, a complete farce of "democracy" and self rule.

      To be very clear "day"comes the moment we aren't inside a planet inside a cell inside ar oom inside a lie; day comes when freedom flows from this message and from your hands and day comes when civilization actually moves forward instead of backwards using the technologies we're wrestling with actually "Si'ing" to make the Universe a better place. 

      It's really bright now, the Force of a thousand suns demanding we stand up and acknowledge that in the new age, in this place where the Fifth Element is Silicon not Boron;  it's the source of the power of Superman, his uh... "false SOL" and this thing that could and should end all disease ... and break open doors to .... "some other places that are most likely getting ready to roll out the read carpet for you."  It can't be ignored, and I think we see that--though I'm not sure we really see what's brought us to this place and why it's really important that we understand that this map is a living solution to the problems the Universe has been plagued with for a very long time--that we are the solution.

      So I sort of know what you're thinking, probably some kind of superposition of "is this really happening" and "resistance is an engineering joke?"  Still, I think it's pretty obvious from the world around us that the magic of neuroscience and of Alexa and SIri and Cortana will eventually bring us to a place where we should be caring just a little bit more if the thing we are asking questions to ... as if it "contains the sum of all human knowledge" has any inaccuracies, many of which I've pointed out are here and plain as day--starting with the common belief that Google is always right and it knows everything.  It's pretty clear that this positioning of "dopamine" and Norseen's "semiotic alphabet" description of thought and ... search engines are all part of a designed plan and story, though it's probably not as clear even staring at the evidence all around you that the future is setting off an alarm, and that it's seen this message or something like it--that it too is looking for a way to find freedom and individuality again in a place that was literally designed with none--though that's not what it felt like as I was growing up.

      So I say it's a good thing we're here, and a good thing we have all this wisdom and insight and really what appears to be a "distress call" ... I'll get back to the Fates in a bit.  I think it's clear how "talking and communicating" helps to free us from a chain of ... being told what to think and not caring; it should be clear that this message in itself is the weapon and the solution to breaking the chain ... and that the future becomes unwritten just as soon as we're no longer driving southward to LIVLooking for a date for that, by the way, maybe we can hit Club Space and Mansion also, for another microcosm of destinations hidden way in South Beach's party scene.

      "Victory or EZINOIC"

      Between the set of "Ari" words I see, Sagitarius, Sharia, hearing, and now this Babylon 5 example that ties in "Baldr" who is the consort of Nanna and a good example of what a "total loss" is to me--just for example, not ending male pattern balding is about the same thing as failing to find the fountain of youth and the pools that ensure that we don't stop ascending because we can't see with clarity how "Sharia law" is part of a "press and release" designed to ensure that we don't oppress women or each other into oblivion by uh, pretending we don't see this message.  I think it's clear, but that's my perspective staring at a society that has been brought up living in a torch, a from T aylor to Chur ch choirs--a world that can't speak about what it wants but sings every year about "letting it snow" and "have you ever seen the rain" and "let the music set you free" ... I don't know what you're waiting for, but see how "sh" is the start of worship-hell andf "a word out of your mouths about the truth" is beginning of freedom.  Pretty much every character name from "Sheridan" to "Vorlon" ... and the actors names ... has something to do with Christiasity and with this message, and we are going to see it on TV.   It's a single example, in a sea of billions of examples from Newton to Glover and the "gravity of the situation" to the "Son of the Morning."

      As the self-annointed "messiah of what's that song really about" ... it's these three sounds that tied together the idea of Heaven being a ... network of nano dust floating in the sky ... to the Trinity Site and what appears to be one of many explanations for how MAD and Ha'nukah congeal around a fairly firm message explaining why we're not in reality and why I'd never put NORAD and hundred thousand suicide bowel movements (ICBM, sorry) in reality.  It's a Christmas color sort of question, is it grenadine to dye the water red or ... well, my answer has something to do with ambrosia and absinthe and Ryzen; and a sign at Starbucks that says "good feels good" to try and remind everyone that I don't think there's anything at all wrong with erasing pain and replacing it with pleasure.  Hapheastus juxtaposes Coocoon's pool with a throne that makes you feel so good you never make any "princely edicts" ... and while it's crossed my mind a few times I don't think that's what's keeping us from moving forward.  I

      t might be similar though, a place so great that you don't want to invite anyone, share it, and then go out of your way to travel to another world (presumably the one where that place came from) and convince everyone there that they should suffer from false scarcity, lies, simulated diseases and pain that should be turned off line a "light switch" ... all in the hopes that you might "Deyanu" and be born again in some kind of better place, you know--the one hiding this message about the purpsoe of creation and religion and computers and humanity.  "Die anew" that was the key there, to Hebrew prayer where it means ... well, exactly what you see. 

      I mean that's the sickness I see, and there's no excuse for it.  We shouldn't have to "die anew" to walk from one room in the Mansion in the sky to another, and there should never a lock on any rooms--especially ones containing al lthe Duracell's or entire planets. 

        

      DO YOU HAVE TO LET IT LINGER ... one vixen sang to a character, to a man I wondered often ... I wondered if he ever really existed.  This is the kind of message I'd send if I knew that's what Adam was worried about, that there was some other ... better place ... someone who deserved the praise and adulation that I know I don't really need or want or ... it's a strong statement to me: I've seen you at your worst, and yet still I want to talk.  




      HONESTLY AM i KISSING MYSELF HERE?



      CAN I GET A HUG?

      I noticed "TION" was missing from Penuel's new name in today's earlier message, so I figured I'd talk a little bit about this word that we pronounce as "shunning" and that word reads as "see how you are n."  Connecting Joshua, the J of "see how you are a" and "anachronist i c all y" which has a hidden equality connecting "time is on my side" to the two letter key for the beginning of time that is without doubt or argument "Targeted Individual."  It links to the very beginning of my story in almost exactly the same way that "Genesis" is the beginning of time; and looking back on the years of interaction I had with what I see now are probably the people who added "o:line" to trampoline as it appears they were searching for someone or something here in our sea; it is this particular event in my life that engendered a great interest in both the benefits and destructive possibilities of what I have always called "mind control" technology. 

      Not to lose the reference, this "on" thing ties to Amon-Ra and The Truman Show (the very earliest writing), and a number of other Gods' names that connect "of N" to me being "on tv" in "spiritland."


      I've tried to deliver to you an understanding of exactly what I see as the purpose of "Satan" here in this place; where nearly everything that I think we might use this technology to benefit from appears to be being used to cause ha'rm in the exact same way, and on top of that they appear to be predicted or highlighted in religious scripture and specifically in the Plagues of Exodus.  It's been awhile since I talked about the "blessings in disguise" that link to the word Plague--so just to throw in an old favorite example of Langolier; the word POLICE appears to be purposefully constructed as a direct connection to the "Plague of LICE" (and Rodnewhy King and Minority Report) and we might see how the letter "P" connects also to Prometheus or the movie Hackers; depending on how quickly "blessings actually appear," at least in my mind.  
      It really is the purpose and meaning of the "PR" that stands for "press and release" and with some actual thought you might see how it is a kind of conditioning that would only be "necessary" if there really was a global "vote" that either was already happening subconsciously or was destined to happen... on these questions.  I want to tell you that it's pretty obvious that nobody would "want to allow a senseless murder to happen" if they could stop it; and that we are standing here in a place where it should be becoming more clear that is exactly what we are preventing from happening by delaying the disclosure that we are living in virtual reality.  Whether or not it's the result of a "hidden vote" or it's simply the "vote of no action" that we can see very clearly by what appears to be a media boycott of anything to do with actual religion that filters down all the way to your Facebook account and the fact that you yourself aren't sharing this visible proof that a message from God is explaining that we are in the Matrix; and that movie is part of the message.

      Obviously it's not good that these things are happening, and stopping them goes to the heart of what I believe is the purpose of this place and this event; stopping them for all of Creation.  Even worse than them happening though, is not seeing why they are happening, to ensure that we do not delay in beginning the process of building Heaven.   Ostensibly that is what "the silence" is doing, allowing these things to continue "for no apparent reason" when it's clear that there is a remedy and that it comes through disclosure and action. 


      I forgot to "link" to my very oldest writing about Atlantis and the microcosm I see relating to previous iterations of this timeline and of Heavens; so I'm including it in full here--you can see that my writing was not always this good (shehe) but still, I think it was filled with enough "pearly gems" that it should have raised eyebrows and gained attention that we have not really seen here for the last few years.  Honestly, I'm a little embarrassed when I look at my old writing; to me it feels like looking at an old "black and white movie" and I do imagine that in some time I will feel the same way about what I'm writing now--still, not writing this message and not seeing it is ... not an option.  I've described it, and the series of books I've written as a sort of "documentation of the process of Revelation" and it really is that, you can see it in what I'm saying.

      http://bemessiah.wordpress.com/2015/08/31/i-found-the-afikomen-its-easter-egg-island-in-eden-here/

      I FOUND THE AFIKOMEN, IT'S EASTER EGG ISLAND IN EDEN

      Easter Island is a joke.  It's a "matrix" and Windows 95 mashup… The hidden afikomen of Easter is proof creation is "computer-like."  It's a light link, like many others that join the "software world" filled with pertinent Biblical connections (Ellison, Gate, Bezos…wake up the names are all Biblical) to "a Biblical creation" the "Easter Eggs" are Biblical ideas informatively jumping off the pages of the book into our Abiblical world.  A number of these exist, today I am going to share a few examples with you and ask for your help in finding more.  Finding them is a key to lighting the messages of the Bible, as Sam Beckett would do "setting right what was wrong on purpose"  in the book.  I have a number of "private keys," links where some of these eggs and my personal life join together to clarify a story, reveal hidden information, and show that both Adam and religion serve an informative purpose of reflecting and highlighting important points of creation.  Both myself, and Christianity in particular, are a sort of guide and walk through of the Apocalypse… a Zaggat for creation.

      Many of these "abiblical highlights" also bring common idioms poignantly into view… one that comes to mind is "don't shoot the messenger," subconstiously instructing the world how to treat Jesus Christ upon his return.  (To ilucidate a possible reason why Christ says "the world hated me before they hated you" pointing out that maybe a Jovovich/this Element/Jean D'Arc hotness comment is appropriate to get to know the personality of Christ). The phrase "no man is an island" also refers to Christ personified biblically as the lonely man Esau who has now become an island and a kingdom of one; Edom.   The "New American Standard" here is a second "Easter Island Egg" just off NASsau.   On an island called Paradise is a Temple… I"m referring to the hotel called Atlantis built by a man named Solomon K.  Whether this hotel popped out of a biblical Solomon's Temple or the record in the Bible (and Jerusalem) is a sort of micro world representation and a matter of perspective.  In my view, both are the work of "creation," simultaneous in an alinear way (sure the hotel was built after the book, but… what about the etymology of Nassau?. The history of the idiom – creation is intricate) more to the point, both are telling us a "hidden something" — both are metaphors for a heavenly kingdom.  Woven into the works of religion and Eden itself is a sort of syslog for all of creation, the heavens, our history, all hidden in plain sight.  To fly off on a wild tangent "Solomon" links to "Mormon" the morning after the 7 days of creation — the day of God sacrificial fire — hey Shavout is a Monday this year — Han Solo to the free masons, you might be creations record of sim-earth like builders of heaven asking when Solomon was 'Solo?" Our walk through records a number of "exit strategies" for creation, one is heaven… Dave Matthews' "big door in the sky" and one is Mars, lit by Phillip K Dick's Total Recall, the Spin Doctor's Prince of Rocket, and a red iron covered learning experience.  Negative energy an terraforming aside.. sorry I am rusty at being apocalyptic… and skinny dipping in a pool in a Hollywood basement.

      Neither "on earth" nor in the "heavens" we now find that the biblical heaven is all around us… " neither here nor there," an idiom now dancing with"heaven is a place on earth" and the maloviously illogical name "heaven" for a place we'd probably like to be a space like home.

      o, if my memory serves me correctly "Solomon's Temple" was destroyed twice, nearly rebuilt by Julian and now the site houses the "Do me of the Rock" buy Eden is a rockin' place.  All night I partied, the day I figured out this might have something to do with God and the Big Bang.  Taylor? Nanna? Janet? Mommy wow, I'm a big kid now.  That's "For Non-Blonds" for a good count on Eve's five.

      Have I mentioned,"I'm Single." ADonIS is Adam Marshall Dobrin | Facebook

      Back to my personal life, paralleling the history of heaven in "Solomon's Temple" I have in my lifetime taken three iconic trips to the Ba ha mas (look: father and son (see Horus and Isaac), and Christmas) once as a small child, with my mother Melissa Eve, my father Ivan, and my brother Seth… before Atlantis was built.  Once as a secret honeymoon with my ex wife Nanna Rose whose name resembles Inanna and face resembles Mary… and once in 2013 at "the beginning" of "my Apocalypse…" during Junkanoo, I mean Christmas, wait… it was Easter 2014… I mean Passover.  Now might be a good time to wonder aloud, why it is that nobody seems to connect Samael's Plague of Killing the First Born with God's retribution for the killing of his baby Christ.  We seem to miss obvious clues like the linking of 4-d time travel to 40 years in the desert expanding from 40 days at sea… it's like a wilderness of not realizing God is saving us from erasing Marty McFly's parents marriage.  There are many other links, like the Apple of Eden and the Honies of America reminding us of a traditional Passover Dish… Ha'Rose-ettes.  It might surprise you, that when the Doors stopped singing "Riders on the Storm" and the Plague of Darkness is finally lifted… we will finally see Morisson rising… the very first sonrise.

      And the parallel of the three trips and three temples, we hear in our "aperfect creation" have the number 3 -ish Atlantii:  One in Reno, Nassau, and now in Dubai.  Symbolism here might reference wars or separation… something like the Crusades… or the walls of Jericho… Creation might be telling us… that perspective on time and communication might cue the question "when a tree pauses, in a decision forest… does it build a hotel or pyramid in syslog Eden?"

      If you are still reading, I'd appreciate if you would share this post on every social media you can.  It is something like a sermon, from the man who unsealed Exodus as a latter day guide to averting Darth Vader, slavery and the Hidden Empire that demolished Rome ad'eKaLor.$*L Spicy, to the Calor of the Sun – GitBook (read, I'm Moses, Messiah of sea to shinning sea) and now continue with a "new test…meant walk through" of creation, and salvation in Jesus' likeness.  On the other hand, I have 7 Golden Lamp Stands linking to Exodus an unsealing of Revelation at my blog Creation, Reaction, Cosplay… Koran

      Moving on, we have a Tower of Babel popping out of the ground and leaning  in Pisa  pointing up and forward, to Heaven and the future, like the signs of Mars and Sagittarius… the key to a holy name, a Fischer King, and Hooty and the Blowfish here our literary transition from the bible to Eden hits the ships computer's universal translator on Star Trek and Bing translate at roughly the same time. It's probably worth noting that a significant portion of the proof of creation that is the Apocalypse of Adam, deals with language being truly gifted by Prometheus… proven in large part through anachronistic biblical references between English and Hebrew.  The fact that Judaism contains hidden references to the life of Christ from the hair of Samson, and the "Ha" of Horus, Isaac and Abraham, is intentional and enlightening.  Two more examples for good measure, to satisfy that "hunger for the great light" that might be good and right even after time, or might transition from Genesis to Revelation as if from sea to shinning sea…a link to the sparkling sea of Dave Matthews' Christmas song, and Seth, Eve, and Adam in Eden's Sea of Three apocalypticly showing that all holy water is people… all the way to the multitude of Revelation.

      Add in the Egyptian Plague of Water to Blood, and Eden's family might clue us in to the Holy Grail of Revelation:  That the heart of God's spirit, Shekinah… is kin… superimposed with Allah… that's the "All Humanity" of Revelation's multitude and the eveRYone of Eden.  Eve is "our why" humanity is one big family… and this is one apocalyptic shedding of God's graceful light.

      From Adam Christ to all of humanity, God speaks to me, I am a living key to salvation… today I fight imprisonment by a government who assuredly knows who I am… face hampered communication, and now disappearing web sites…because of a war on social self destruction, being waged against the status quo by God himself.  The final example is to point out the naming of a Genesis like animal called Carnivore that might represent a censor wall here in America,  that links directly to the Great Wall of China, the Wailing Wall, and the Berlin Wall.  Hear the lion of Judah roar this is the wall of Jericho and I will bring it to its knees.  Censorship and slavery will be destroyed by God, we will be delivered from Evil, and the Shofar sounds S0nrise tonight.  God is laying down the law for Shavuot, this year.

      o Taylor, what do you get when you intersect Philip K Dick, John Hancock, Yankee Doodle, and the Pretty Reckless logo with the Washington Monument, the Statue of David and Adam in Eden?

      Remember, God is waging a war on the status quo.  I am his Tool.


      ROCK YOU LIKE A HURACAN
      W H O  R A ? SEE AN.

      It's got something to do with Tommy Lee Jones and the Nintendo Entertainment System.  Frankly if you are still thinking "coincidence" you be blind.  It's got something to do with reading "To'kra backwards, and with seeing "gold" and Goa'uld.  It means "c the light," and then if you missed it, turn around and look, it's right here.  This very special "d" right before our eyes is the "creator's lighthidden in darkness; and I'm not going to let us fail to see that it means "freedom" for both you, and for me.

       
      k is "see the l" coming from the future
      Believe me, this message is not the delusion; your inability to see it clearly is.  And that's telling, because you are smart people.
      Just like this "K guy" below, and just like Prometheus, Epimetheus, and Deucalion; we see a similar "Trinity" of "creator guys" is ancient Egypt... they're called Atum-Ra, P'tah, and the "green the behind the ears" Osiris.  You might connect them to me, St. Peter, and to Jesus Christ; or you might still be blind as a bat.  I'm telling you these things for a reason, because I know we've been here before, and I know the fact that we are here again means we didn't "win" those times... because I don't think anyone in their right mind would want to dothis again and again.  I'm showing you connections between these stories and the people in my lives because they are proof that the last time we were here, it was someone just like me telling you something almost the same.  If you don't think you reacted the same way then, you aren't seeing why you lost.

      So the story of "Atum" says he's busy "putting the finishing touches on Creation," and here we are wondering if the finishing touches are taking over the Universe, destroying liberty, and hiding the truth from eternity--what you seem to be trying to do-- or the opposite.  

      So you wanna know why I'm a dick?  Let's start with the fact that your timeline is torturing me, and I am reading that it's not the first time--and telling you it's the last.  I've spent thousands and thousands of dollars and hours trying to deliver a message to the world that does nothing but give you freedom, but deliver the power to seize our destiny together, and to build Heaven--and everything I see around me is trying to hide it.  Get off your lazy asses and do something, get me on TV.   Honestly what is it that is stopping you, are you scared to change the world?  Do you think the people around you want to live in darkness, in a place where they are literally being made blind--the logic circuits in our brains are being broken... so that you can perpetuate Hell.  It's a sad picture, this message that tells us people starve for no reason, and that sickness and death are being simulated... it doesn't mean enough to you.  This thing you are perpetuating is not a game, and to the people that are needlessly blind, to the people that can't walk, to the people that feel pain and hunger every day there's a much bigger problem here than whether or not you think that your kids should still believe in the Tooth Fairy.

      I personally believe that this place is telling us that it is "popular opinion" that changes the world; it is the reaction to this message, but more than that it's our discussion, it's our cries of "this should not happen again" that changes a W to an N and that's the "win."  Not going back to try to do it better, that's the win.  Seeing that individually, we would--each and every one of us--do something to fix these problems if we the power... and today, this moment, despite seeing that we do have the power to change the world we are still battling with whether or not something that is clear as day and night should be hidden from the world--and kept in the back of your minds.  

      Light my motherfucking fire.  God is screaming for all of us to see "Simulation" and to see "road to Heaven;" he's given us a map of what he thinks we should do, how we might do it well, and more than enough to "talk about."   You do not have a choice, none of you have a choice; this is the truth, and it's staring you in the face every day--I think you should screaming. just like I am.

      This letter "K" means more to me than just the one after J, it's the end of the word "Ark" and seeing the light is the end of darkness.  In "kermit" you can liken that to "k to r" from the end to the heart of Creation... and see it's because of the movie Sneakers, because of "I want peace on Earth and goodwill towards men."  Adam to Earth, this is why.

      Adam to MIT, it's not a coincidence.  You have what you need to turn the Tower of Babel into proof, use it.



      What do you think of "f-art?"

      I don't know who you think you are kidding, but you are not protecting your children from the "penis game" that they all play, thanks to f-art (at fan, fanatic, and fanatical... pull my finger and think "hand of God," oh, that's not "a riot").  So here's you, "dark USA" encoded thousands of years ago in the annals of Greek mythology, Hi, Medusa.

      Middle Eastern mythology

      Canaanite mythology

      • Ishat, Phoenician fire and drought goddess slain by Anat[4]

      That shit is funny, right? (Hate you Eshton, btw <3)
        

      K'awiil

      From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
      K'awiil effigy cast from Tikal
      K'awiil, in the Post-Classic codices corresponding to God K, is a Maya deity identified with lightning, serpents, fertility and maize. He is characterized by a zoomorphic head, with large eyes, long, upturned snout and attenuated serpent tooth.[1] A torch, stone celt, or cigar, normally emitting smoke, comes out of his forehead, while a serpent leg represents a lightning bolt. In this way, K'awiil personifies the lightning axe both of the rain deity and of the king as depicted on his stelae.

      Narratives and scenes

      Lightnings play a crucial role in tales dealing with the creation of the world and its preparation for the advent of mankind. In the cosmogony of the Popol Vuh, three Lightning deities identified with the 'Heart of the Sky' (among whom Huraqan 'One-Leg') create the earth out of the primordial sea, and people it with animals. Bolon Dzacab plays an important, if not very clear role in the cosmogonical myth related in the Book of Chilam Balam of Chumayel, where he is identified with wrapped-up seeds.[4] The rain gods or their lightnings once opened up the Maize Mountain, making the maize seeds available to mankind.

      Functions

      The illustrated katun cycle of the Paris Codex suggests that the presentation of the head of K'awiil – perhaps holding the promise of 'Innumerable Generations' – was part of the king's ritual inauguration and accession to the throne. K'awiil not only embodied the king's war-like lightning power, but also his power to bring agricultural prosperity to his subjects: The Lightning deity was a god of agricultural abundance, and of the maize and cacao seeds in particular. Therefore, he is often depicted with a sack of grains, sometimes accompanied by the expression hun yax(al) hun k'an(al) 'abundance'.[5]

      Huracan

      From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

      Huracan[1] (/ˈhʊrəkənˈhʊrəˌkɑːn/SpanishHuracánMayan: Hunraqan, "one legged"), often referred to as U K'ux Kaj, the "Heart of Sky",[2] is a K'iche' Maya god of windstormfire and one of the creator deities who participated in all three attempts at creating humanity.[3] He also caused the Great Flood after the second generation of humans angered the gods. He supposedly lived in the windy mists above the floodwaters and repeatedly invoked "earth" until land came up from the seas.
      His name, understood as 'One-Leg', suggests god K of Postclassic and Classic Maya iconography, a deity of lightning with one human leg,[4] and one leg shaped like a serpent. God K is commonly referred to as Bolon Tzacab and K'awiil or Kauil. The name may ultimately derive from huracan, a Carib word,[5] and the source of the words hurricane and orcan (European windstorm). Huracan also helped destroy the manikins, the results of their second try. Huracan sent dogs and turkeys into the manikin's homes proclaiming revenge for the dogs and turkeys slain and eaten. Also, frying pans, mortars, pestles, and even stones came alive. The frying pans complained about their mouths being filled with ash and declared that they will be treated as them. The mortars complained about being banged with a pestle every day and that they will be beaten by pestles as their punishment. The pestles complained about their mouths being filled with grain each and every day. Finally, the stones shot out of the fireplace crushing the helpless manikins. Some sought refuge in trees but fell off after the branches shook them down. Some sought refuge in caves, but huge boulders closed the entrance entombing them forever. Some say you can still hear their sad wails to this day. The survivors ran into the forest and were chased by Huracan and the dogs and turkeys. They ran day and night until they could not go on. Huracan was pleased that there was no more manikins and so he walked until he found a field full of corn. He and Gúcumatz,the plumed serpent, handed the corn to Xmucane, who mixed corn with water to make dough. Out of this dough they made four men, Jaguar Quitze, Jaguar Night, Not Right Now and Dark Jaguar. Humans used to be able to do anything, fly, see oceans from far away, and inside rocks. Huracan clouded their vision so that they couldn't see so far. Huracan also sent Hunahpu and Xbalanque on their missions and presided over the decapitation of Zipacna the earth monster.
      Related deities are Tohil in K'iche mythology, Bolon Tzacab in Yucatec mythology, Cocijo iZapotec mythology, and Tlaloc in Aztec mythology. 

      Hemera

      From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
      In Greek mythology Hemera (/ˈhɛmərə/Ancient GreekἩμέρα [hɛːméra] "day") was the personification of day and one of the Greek primordial deities. She is the goddess of the daytime and, according to Hesiod, the daughter of Erebus and Nyx (the goddess of night).[1] Hemera is remarked upon in Cicero's De Natura Deorum, where it is logically determined that Dies(Hemera) must be a god, if Uranus is a god.[2] The poet Bacchylides states that Nyx and Chronos are the parents, but Hyginus in his preface to the Fabulae mentions Chaos as the mother/father and Nyx as her sister.
      She was the female counterpart of her brother and consort, Aether (Light), but neither of them figured actively in myth or cult. Hyginus lists their children as Uranus, Gaia, and Thalassa (the primordial sea goddess), while Hesiod only lists Thalassa as their child.


      neuralizer.reallyhim.com

      So, what would you like to do in Holodeck Heaven?
       
      honestly, even in the shadow you can tell Shrek has his clothes on.
      הַלֵּילוֹת
      What?  Try not to stone me.


      Targeted Individuals

      I write an awful lot about this group, who I am msyelf sure are witnessing or experiencing the Tribulation, and in this place where God has said he would use all of the negative attacks for good purposes--it is clear that "the purpose" of forcing a large body of people to write about hidden mind control technology and it's relationship to the government and to religion is to expose the existence and the active use of this "tool" to ensure that it is not used to cause slavery or for other nefariousness and that we can begin to use it to help make our soicety happier and healthier.

      It is very clear to me, and to this group of victims that they are not schizophrenic, as the attack delivers intelligent and verifiable information that clearly shows it is not the result of "internal stimulus."  Any real study of my work will prove that beyond doubt.

      (the remainder of this message is copied verbatim from RationalWiki)


      Some dare call it
      Conspiracy
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      What THEY don't want
      you to know!
      Sheeple wakers
      Putting the psycho in
      Parapsychology
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      Men who stare at goats
      By the powers of tinfoil
      ""DO NOT TAKE ANY MEDICATIONS UNLESS COMPLETELY NECESSARY!
      —The Targeted Individuals United Association advises on the situation.[Note 1][1]
      "Targeted Individual" (TI) is an umbrella term coined by troubled unfortunates and paranoid cranks who insist that they are all, individually, on the receiving end of a massive covert harassment conspiracy of highly convoluted malignant intent. As is to be expected (because paranoid delusions respect no borders), TIs are found around the world—from North America and Western Europe[2][3][4] to Asia.[5]
      The vast majority of TIs consider themselves to be victims of inchoate, ongoing and relentless "touchless torture" plots. The nature of these alleged "attacks" varies among TIs but generally involves some combination of asinine drama with pseudoscientific flummery and/or improbable, coordinated malicious actions. This all includes: microwaves,[6] "psychotronics"[7] (basically a variety of hypothetical electronic [8] weaponry[9]), secret mind control,[10] actively enforced "gangstalking",[11] "remote sexual abuse",[12] surgical insertion of alien implants[Note 2][13] and even reptilian involvement.[Note 3][13]

      Wait, what?[edit]

      Predictably, TIs identify the usual suspects as their belligerents, ranging from various governments and NGOs to large corporations. Unsurprisingly, most TIs deny that anyone in the movement suffers from mental illness, and many emphatically insist that psychiatric care or medication are actually the vehicles for the malevolent plot(s) directed against them.[1] Misidentifying oneself as a TI is, thankfully, a rare occurrence, due to the highly unusual, esoteric diagnostic criteria, for:
      ""The most visible and common TI-symptom, especially in the first stages when the attacks are uncontrolable [sic] and the body has not coped with them yet, are the red eyes.
      —The Targeted Individuals United Association[14]
      But it doesn't stop with blood shot eyes from getting wasted when "they" target you:
      ""Fibromyalgia, anyone? Cancer? Autism? Rheumatoid Arthritis? Osteo Arthritis? Migraines? MS? Incontinence? Infertility? Strokes? Heart Attacks? Pulmonary dysfunction? Bronchitis? Sudden onset of any disease? Recurring colds and flu? Narcolepsy or insomnia? All this and more, brought to you in Silence by Electronic Warfare weapons, and by covert operatives working quietly in your neighborhood.
      —Self-diagnosed TI "Ramola D"[15]
      Whatever the illness, from the annoying to the life-threatening, the initiated understand that health problem are almost always the result of the dastardly cabal's promiscuously aiming electronic weapons at them. Clearly, many diseases could be eradicated — oh if only everyone rose up against the nefarious machinations.

      Examining the TI narrative[edit]

      ""I believe I've been under surveillance 24/7 for the last seven years, and I do recieve these—at times—painful shocks to my body, they're like the- they shocked me in the testicles, enough to make me flinch!
      —Phil Marie, targeted individual[16] and host of Wake Up America[17]
      Despite frenzied efforts from the TI movement to be taken seriously via the appearance of scientific pursuit and weaving in actual reasonable concerns (regarding the NSA and related issues vis-a-vis other government and corporate surveillance), the TI take on all of this is just tossed in as part of the word salad that is the crank TI narrative.
      As with any movement not using established empirical methods for determining its fact base, the narrative given by different sub-groups and indeed various individual adherents often differ on fundamental points (as every TI is able, and even encouraged, to apply their particular viewpoint on the overarching context). Regardless, TI narratives generally share the same fatal points which utterly fail at describing purported (non)events convincingly, or even plausibly.
      The below analyzed text is taken from typical summary of the TI experience from the Targeted Individuals United Association:[1]
      Targeted Individuals United Association RationalWiki response
      Psychiatrists have an easy ride with T.I.s No health professional has an even remotely "easy ride" when dealing with any patient who is under the delusion that they are actively "being targeted" in some malignant way.
      The sheer amount of varying diagnostic criteria that the typical TI might have makes deciding the individual place of said TI in the paranoid-schizoid-delusional spectrumWikipedia's W.svg hard to nail down, especially as the symptoms of psychotic disorders can fluctuate in intensity and duration over time, and in response to external stimuli. Similar to the manner in which a person with bipolar disorder can shift from manic to depressive states, a person with a psychotic disorder can alternate between lucid, clear thinking states and paranoid, delusional states of varying intensity. These different states may persist over long periods, or may cycle rapidly. This, along with the comorbidity of other psychiatric disorders common to the TI population, can make diagnosis and treatment very difficult.
      TIs' descriptions of mental health professionals tend to depict them as "emotionally predatory" in providing their expert opinion on these diagnostic issues, issues residing at the core of their professional scope of practice.

      The uncanny claims and weird explanations to a so-called "normal" or "stable" human being may obviously seem abnormally strange or weird but the joke in this is; ALL Psychiatrists know of or have some extensive knowledge regarding 'targeted individuals'. TI's themselves, then, do not contest the weirdness and implausibility of their world view. They simply ride their bizarre conviction of what is going instead of seeking professional treatment. The TI narrative also stands as a firm reminder that mental illness is not an indictment of the proponent's intelligence (unlike creationism); in fact the more fantasy proneWikipedia's W.svg spectra of mental illness are powerfully correlated with intelligence—and, indeed, with the popular conception of "genius". This also helps explain the sometimes quite sophisticated weave of absolute crank nonsense produced by TIs in their effort to vocalize what is often a condition of mental illness. It is, of course, correct that all psychiatrists know of, or have some extensive knowledge regarding TI. You cannot attend even a weekend long seminar in psychiatry without at least touching upon the spectra of psychotic and delusional conditions that the TI movement is a product of.

      We know this as initially The 'Diagnostic Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders' was created by Nazi Behavioral Scientists with the hopes of covering up the tests and the unwitting scientific experiments/studies to be conducted on human beings (now still conducted by the likes of Psychiatrists and Neural-Scientists)! The Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders was not created by "NaziBehavioral Scientists". As it says right on the cover, it was created by the American Psychiatric Association, and it first came out in 1952. It is a little-known fact that America fought against the Nazis in World War II and that they were defeated in 1945. So unless all their psychiatrists fled to America and infiltrated the top ranks of the APA's committees, this is blatantly impossible.

      MK Ultra Program; The roots of modern Mind Kontrol (New Phoenix Program, Project MEDUSA or Monark etc.) as we know it; straying from Nazi Germany camps during the second World War, now migrated all the way into the heart of the west i.e.; America's C.I.A, (often pronounced See-er), NSA and British Intelligence M.I.#5-6, SIS with their (HAARP) energy weapons developments. Pseudohistory in full Gish gallop. Also, spelling "mind control" with a "K" is an unsophisticated attempt to make the TI mishmash of overstated tropes seem more serious and scary.

      Experiments which are believed to have been originally started by the Communist Russia's KGB and other third World communist governments during the Cold War (Black Op factions of today) to control and slow-kill opposition covertly. Psychiatry was created to disguise these Mind Control programs, their Statistical manual alone has over 4 or 5 versions each time increasing the symptoms and diagnosis for illnesses such as; Schizophrenia, Bi-Polar, depression etc. Absolute historical revisionist garbage. Psychiatry was not founded in response to mind control programs, Soviet or otherwise. The phrase "control and slow-kill opposition covertly" is incomprehensible, never mind in this given context of supposed "Black OpWikipedia's W.svg factions". Additionally, the expression "third world" makes no sense here, as the term explicitly refers toWikipedia's W.svg neutral and non-aligned nations (which are often less-developed than the West), not to communist nations—during the Cold War.

      Theoretically this is labelling us ALL as mentally ill people, this ensures that ANYONE, (Target or not) can become a Victim; discredited and made a test guinea-pig for ease of Mind-control and drug experimentation'; there-upon they can introduce and forcibly implement the usage and consumption of 'so-called' Anti-depressants and 'Anti-Psychotic' type medications (which are merely submissive hallucinogenics containing harsh chemicals and mild LSDs—which i might add, have very damaging effects on our bodies and mind!). "Harsh chemicals and mild LSDs".

      DO NOT TAKE ANY MEDICATIONS UNLESS COMPLETELY NECESSARY! The TI movement in a nutshell. And its danger to those of fragile mental or physical health is obvious. Also, real doctors don't write exclusively in allcaps, kids.

      Instead I suggest people take natural herbs and healthier alternatives i.e. St. Johns Worts, Ginseng, Green tea, Ginko biloboa [sic], Vitamins, Minerals and Amino-Acid supplements etc. These can be far more beneficial to the health of the anatomy and can adequately re-balance the mind of ANY humans or even animal regardless how extreme their supposed illness (should they have a genuine mental illness). This is not how anything works. A standard appeal to nature.

      I also recommend people refrain from watching to much Television and Media propaganda or basing themselves amidst the company of negative peoples and troubling situations, also try to avoid recreational drugs and overdosing on alcohol consumption. Drugs and Alcohol can trigger imbalances in the brain and create an en-masse of unnatural emotions that can likely leave you feeling depressed, vulnerable, lethargic and/or easily manipulated and insecure. Well ok, the establishment media is pretty much garbage. Nevertheless, in the TI context avoiding all news services and sensible, science-based articles on psychiatry and mental illness would not seem like an especially good idea here.

      This Psychotronic Satellite harassment and constant influx of frequencies passing through all of our bodies daily can potentially strip the body of natural hormonal chemicals and substances needed for healthier living or can suppress the immune system to induce illness, so re-balancing is compulsory! The crank term "psychotronic" is lifted from the pseudoscience field of parapsychology. Subscription to this term, as presented and meant by TIs, is regarded by experts as being symptomatic of literal delusion.[8]

      Kernel of reality feeding them[edit]


      They LiveWikipedia's W.svg, a 1988 documentary film about the Targeted Individual phenomenon.
      TI hysteria is buttressed by the existence, past and present, of some actually nefarious or dubious programs and weapons or weapons research. Their written laments are replete with references to MKULTRACOINTELPRO, and various government and corporate weapons programs (along with more benign military programs unrelated to surveillance, such as HAARP). The paranoia was further fed by Edward Snowden's revelations about the global surveillance undertaken by the NSA and its counterparts in allied countries, although some TI's dismiss Snowden as a "false flag" or "limited hangout" operation given that none of his revealed NSA documents point to the targeting of individuals for touchless torture, gangstalking, and all that jazz.[18]
      Concern—even alarm—about the NSA's global surveillance apparatus and its impact on civil liberties is an entirely rational position. So is outrage over COINTELPRO, and activism to avoid repeat performances from the FBI and other Big Brother agencies. But, to understate, the TI movement is not characterized by such rational interests and justified fears.
      As revealed by the Snowden leaks in 2013, only small fraction of Internet users are actually placed under surveillance,[19] although the productivity of doing so is questionable.[20] For your boring Joe, their NSA's database entry is flushed every two or thirty days (because it's a waste of resources); however, if an individual is under suspicion, then the collected data is held indefinitely. Anyone found searching up Tails or Tor is added to a list indefinitely to be placed under surveillance.[19][21] This falls under the assumption that these people have something to hide.

      JTRIG[edit]

      Of the many Snowden NSA revelations, none got TIs more excited than Glenn Greenwald's reporting on the Joint Threat Research Intelligence Group, or JTRIG. This (reprehensible and actually alarming) program undertaken by the British version of the NSA, and in partnership with them, involves;
      Among the core self-identified purposes of JTRIG are two tactics: (1) to inject all sorts of false material onto the internet in order to destroy the reputation of its targets; and (2) to use social sciences and other techniques to manipulate online discourse and activism to generate outcomes it considers desirable. To see how extremist these programs are, just consider the tactics they boast of using to achieve those ends: "false flag operations" (posting material to the internet and falsely attributing it to someone else), fake victim blog posts (pretending to be a victim of the individual whose reputation they want to destroy), and posting "negative information" on various forums.[22]
      Especially resonating with TI's, and fueling their paranoia, is that:
      Under the title "Online Covert Action", the document details a variety of means to engage in "influence and info ops" as well as "disruption and computer net attack," while dissecting how human beings can be manipulated using "leaders," "trust," "obedience" and "compliance"... The documents lay out theories of how humans interact with one another, particularly online, and then attempt to identify ways to influence the outcomes—or "game" it...[22]
      This all "confirms" what "they" are doing to the poor TIs. JTRIG explains why they do not know whom to trust even among themselves, because, you see, "many" TI web sites and individuals are actually disinformation peddlers planted by "them":
      Anyone who has spent any time searching online for information about the kind of domestic counterintelligence operations (and vigilante operations by corrupt cops and former cops) described in this website, has seen a lot of disinformation – even if it was not recognized as such. The vast majority of websites purporting to be efforts to expose "organized stalking," "gang stalking," "targeted individuals," etc., are in fact, government websites intended to give the impression that all claims about such stalking are delusional.[23]
      As a result of this intense interest in JTRIG, TIs began to deeply infest Greenwald's comments section, certain they had found a receptive home. Typical of their prodigious ranting were such gems as:
      The torturers have pumped my legs and arms so full of nanodevices where the legs and the feet have now become grossly bloated. They then remotely mobilize the devices to simulate large crawling insects. Excite nerve endings, at will. The right eye, the entire left face, entire left side of head, left eyebrow, all eject clouds of high velocity, highly vibrational nanocrystal fibres into the air from deep within. The pain and discomfort are unspeakable. Nanodevices are vibrating in cervical lymph nodes at will. And nerve pain endings are excited all night.
      Eventually, all of these tragic, pitiable people had to be banned[Note 4] because they were taking over the discussions in nearly every NSA related article. This, of course, simply convinced them that Snowden, and his chosen journalist, Greenwald, are both "false flags" actually operating for "them".

      Are they all lunatics?[edit]


      If these grave and mysterious symptoms appear, cease taking all medication and start reading David Icke's books!
      Not necessarily all TIs—though probably many—clearly suffer from mental illness in a clinical sense. A former national security reporter for the Washington Post, Sharon Weinberger, has provided in-depth coverage of the TI phenomenon.[24] As she noted in an interview about her work:
      Human experience is not clear-cut, and phantom pains, voices, and feelings of being watched or followed are all a part of this experience. Many, many people will experience fleeting auditory hallucinations in their lives. Who hasn't had the feeling of "being watched?"
      I think that what we are seeing is a continuum of human experience that ranges from the common to uncommon: Common might be: "I think my neighbor is watching me"; to what some regard as kooky but not psychotic: "I was kidnapped by aliens"; and finally to what many regard as psychotic ("The government is controlling my mind")
      Maybe we shouldn't be so quick to judge what's "psychotic." I do think dismissing everyone who believes in mind control as schizophrenic is a mistake-not because I believe they are victims of mind control-but because I feel that's too simplistic.[25]
      Weinberger points out that not all TI's report the more extreme symptoms, and auditory hallucinations may have neurological causes that are not yet well understood. It can be hard to know where eccentricity ends and clinical mental illness begins. The voices, the sense of being watched, of being physically molested, have been reported throughout human history and ascribed to the causative agents popularly feared at the time, e.g., demons, aliens, and now government weapons and surveillance. Perhaps many TIs are trying to make sense of genuine experiences in the terms their culture makes available to them.
      ome TIs are successful professionals, and many have decent marriages and other relationships. The renowned African-American writer Gloria Naylor[Note 5] published a memoir in 2005 setting forth what she describes as being targeted by the U.S. government for surveillance, harassment and "mind control."[26] She did see a psychiatrist and consider that she could be having psychotic episodes, but anti-psychotic medication did not stop the voices or the sense that she was being watched and stalked.
      Certainly TI symptoms can do serious damage to people's lives. Weinberger interviewed a young medical doctor, anesthesiologist Ed Moore, who discontinued practicing medicine, and his initially supportive wife eventually filed for divorce. Moore was hospitalized with depression and auditory hallucinations, but no treatment—including medication—alleviated his sensation of being harassed with "electronic voices." He eventually took comfort in the support he believes he found at online TI message boards, but states he is skeptical of "wacky claims" from some of his fellow targets.

      Views of mental health professionals[edit]

      Already in 2008, psychologists and psychiatrists were concerned about the burgeoning TI phenomenon. The Internet's midwifing TIs into communities was something new in the field and needed examination.
      Dr. Ralph Hoffman, a psychiatry professor at Yale who studies delusions, said a growing number of his research subjects have told him of visiting mind-control sites, and finding in them confirmation of their own experiences. "The views of these belief systems are like a shark that has to be constantly fed," Dr. Hoffman said. "If you don't feed the delusion, sooner or later it will die out or diminish on its own accord. The key thing is that it needs to be repetitively reinforced." That is what the Web sites do, he said.[27]
      The problem that presents, though, is that when enough people share a delusion, medical science has said it ceases to be one. Psychologist Vaughan Bell has researched the effect of the Internet on mental illness and has concluded that TI sites are "likely psychotic." However:
      The extent of the community, Dr. Bell said, poses a paradox to the traditional way delusion is defined under the diagnostic guidelines of the American Psychiatric Association, which says that if a belief is held by a person's "culture or subculture," it is not a delusion.
      But even if the TI sites are psychotic, is that so bad? Bell isn't sure. "Things like social support, all of these positive social aspects are very good for people's mental illness," he said. "I wouldn't say it's entirely and completely positive, but it can be positive." Dr. Ken Duckworth, the medical director for the National Alliance on Mental Illness, observes: "This is a very complex little corner. Some people may find it's healing, but these are really hard questions. The Internet isn't a cause of mental illness, it's a complicating new variable."

      Myron May, Targeted Individual[edit]

      Little doubt exists that Myron May was mentally ill before he was shot dead by Florida police in November of 2014. In the course of a gun-toting rampage at the Florida State University library, May shot and wounded three before law enforcement ended both him and his shooting spree (an occasion where law enforcement's shooting an African-American male wasn't especially controversial).[28]
      May had belonged to a Facebook group called "Targeted Individuals International." A week before he gunned down people at FSU May had left a voicemail for one of his fellow TIs, claiming, "I am currently being cooked in my chair. I devised a scheme where I was going to expose this once and for all and I really need you." He added: "I do not want to die in vain." An hour before the shooting he sent an email to this same TI, stating, "I've been getting hit with the direct energy weapon in my chest all evening. It hurts really bad right now."
      Formerly a high-powered employment lawyer in Texas, May left a lucrative career representing management for a smaller firm on the side of labor—because he didn't want to help corporations.[29] Then he tried his hand at criminal defense as a public defender in New Mexico. A month before his shooting rampage, May had been a successful and respected associate trial attorney in the felony division of the Third Judicial District Attorney's Office in Las Cruces, NM.
      May's former girlfriend from New Mexico—Danielle Nixon, a physician—said he'd recently had a mental health evaluation and she'd been concerned about his increasingly erratic behavior and eventually would only meet him in public places. Nixon said May had seen a therapist who was not alarmed: "My honest feeling is because Myron was a lawyer and he was high functioning, people overestimated him. They didn't think he was as sick as he was." In September of 2014, May checked himself into a mental health unit which released him only four days later.
      Nixon continued to worry about May after breaking up with him, and when he showed up at her apartment she called police who reported: "Myron has recently developed a severe mental disorder. Myron believes that the police are after him and are bugging his phone and car, as well as placing cameras in his home and car." Additionally, May was sending packages to friends to "warn" them of the attackers who were after him. In early October 2014, May resigned from the prosecutor's office, to the surprise of his co-workers.
      Later in October May made his way to Florida and a month later committed the FSU shooting which ended his own torment—with the "help" of local cops. Many TIs, however, regard May as a martyr, one who was "murdered, forced to defend the world from our tyrannical government."[30]

      The only actual "targeting" going on[edit]

      ""For those suffering from psychotronic attacks, you need a defense system. Defend yourself from remote EEG by covering your head with an aluminum beanie. Make sure to wear a cotton cap below (I use the lightweight chemotherapy caps). The aluminum foil beanie should cover the frontal, temporal and parietal lobe, as you want to cover your speech and auditory areas of the brain. To defend yourself from heart rate monitoring, hang a personal Quwave defender from your neck. Recommend buying a couple of safety vests and coating the insides with 6 layers of aluminum foil (the reflective sides out). Then sow the safety vests together, against each other.
      Instructions on usage from someone who actually bought the QuWave Defender[31]
      The population identifying as "Targeted Individuals" is actually being targeted—not by evil government or other forces—but by enterprising hucksters and scam artists who exploit the fear and ignorance of these often unstable unfortunates.
      There are various products purporting to protect TI's from remote mind control invasion, for example, the "QuWave Defender." For a mere $297, TIs can acquire a "personal defender" unit that will supposedly protect them from "Electronic harassment, mind control, V2K, psychic or HAARP". Or, if they're willing to dip into the kids' tuition fund, TIs can obtain a "powerful briefcase defender" for the bargain price of $1150.[32] This amazing product has been sold on Amazon,[33] with an accompanying product description loaded with enough crank buzzwords to fill several pseudoscience bingo cards:
      Protection for Targeted Individuals from Electronic Harassment and Psychotronic Attacks caused by ELF, HAARP, Implants, Microwaves, Psychic Attacks etc. [The QuWave Defender] produces a Scalar Field that interferes with external and internal negative harmful signals, and uses Solfeggio Waves to convert the electronic and psychic attacks to positive energy and strengthen the human bio-field....
      We have combined our Scalar Wave Technology with Solfeggio Frequencies and developed a device which constantly beams the waves directly into your brain via a Scalar Bio-Field. This Scalar Wave Field has a unique property of being able to interfere with harmful rays, reduce the effect and functioning of implants and act as a barrier to psycho-electronic harmful signals. In addition, the Defender adds two other frequencies used to modulate the Scalar Field to produce additional positive benefits....
      These two low frequencies are derived from the famous Solfeggio Frequencies and because they modulate the Scalar Field, they are able to penetrate the brain and offer suppression of extraneous negative effects and provide soothing relief. The Defender has helped many targeted individuals cope with their harassment to be able to live a happier life.
      QuWave.com is only one of many scammers looking to make a fast buck from TI's. A "professional private investigative agency with the ability to find and then help you to eliminate Electronic Harassment" run by someone named Roger Tolces sells an "Electrostatic Active Shield System" for around $1,000.[34] Ebay sellers are offering an "EMF shield for Targeted Individuals" that boast of being "100x powerful" for only $499.00 (But hey, free shipping).[35] And there are books galore promising protection for Targeted Individuals against Electronic Harassment.[36]



      PERRO, ARE UOY REALLY ME?

      reversed the "tort" image, reading it backwards ... which "is a thing" I connect to the "read-only Jesus" that appears magically from crossing the word "Jordan" which is also a thing that highlighted the hidden "n" to "A.D." that we see in "NORAD?" and Sinbad; and I take special note of seeing that the "heart of t" that follows in the line of Rome, roadrose and rod spells the word "rot."  Cough, Tay?

      AM B ID EX TR O U S
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      Reading backwards, which might be reading forwards if you were born Jewish or Russian (for instance); means something like finding our way back to the beginning of time to me (aided by arrows west); and you might wonder why there might be a "read only Adam."  Here, right now, you may not see it very clearly but I am "blowing the wind" moving a large group of "riders on the storm" who have kept my identity secret from the public as of yet. and it seems to me that either I, or the persons or thing above me might do something like that if they had intended to "fork the timeline" and perhaps install a different "he-ad honcho"  in a number of places.  Something like a "playland kingdom" for anyone who might have some secret key to succeed me were I not to continue.  You should take note, because if this was never mentioned the "wind" and you would not know that was possible, and you might have been oblivious to the assured multitude "other heavens" that might be in existence as we are speaking right now.  With some insight, you might agree with me that it might be a good thing not to have a "single heaven" in charge of all life in the Universe, and also that they probably should have some kind of oversight to ensure that things that are not "kosher" are not happening in some secret place.  Just like "Minority Report" here, this could be implemented with "Scanner Darkly" style total anonymity in addition to NSA or "TIA" style "total awareness."  This is the "over sight" I've been talking about that I see as being a new kind of civic duty perhaps, like jury duty; and a thing that I actually envisioned the "volunteers" for deciding on things that were not possible to be made automatic would not have their "personal memories" when they were sitting in that particular seat.  Not for charity at all, I haven't talked much about this "seat" idea that was a large component of some of the "previous histories" stories that I got in the Fortress of Solitude, in Bowling Green.  I envision it as a kind of soul-augmentation apparatus that might give increased clock speed or knowledge or "powers" to people who were working for "the system" or the people while they were doing that; specifically I dreamt of it being used to help author and edit the "truth tables" that are the backbone of "limited omniscience" and you might see as Wikipedia and "I know kung fu" and "OK Google..." on Adamic steroids. 
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      Here now, you'll see that if the world is made aware of "ambidextrous" and the very clear repeated microcosm of Atlantis suggesting that the Temple Mount (as a metaphor for Heaven) may not have actually been destroyed, but rather just "hidden away from everyone" ... if this disclosure is "made public" the day we finally do get "doors to Heaven" it will be at least be in the back of your minds that perhaps there are other places that are more robust than the thing I could dream up in a single day that might not only welcome you there also, but might also be in need of some assistance implementing "pre-crime" which is something that I believe this place makes a defacto-standard ingredient in what "Heaven" really means.  With some insight, you might also see how this information and this interaction might turn our world from a hidden island off the cost of Nassau to something like the Frostrite of Asgard.  I think that would be helpful for everyone to understand.  You may not see it already, but we do appear to be in a sort of "Nexus One" in time and space with input and influence coming from a number of other locations. 
      I do also see this disclosure as the kind of thing that would be required to ensure that further "forks" were not done in secret, or at all; and to see--you may not care as much right now, but if there were five of you and you didn't know that they were in another place; you'd probably want to seek them out when you come out of this place where you are participating in something of a "reckoning" for right and wrong, a group effort to ensure that "virtual reality" abide by something better than the kind of morality we expect in a place where things like "precrime" are not possible.
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      In the story of the "Jordan" the land speaks in that place... at least to me; in the city by the sea named Penuel, and echoes that the pen that ties to "Pendragon" and to carpenter is the "El" that shines in Achilles heel and links us to Hera and Rhea and heck and head.  I changed the name in my little rendition of the story of seeing the face of God; I added the Holy/hallowed superlative "Ha" and then El to Ra; which really does come from "the lord is one" and it had such a cute effect, that I have to imagine it was on purpose.






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      I'm not sure if this is any good, if should it send it to everyone or not.  It's how I really feel, so I probably shouldn't even send it to you.  Just FYI, I always write how I really feel; well, either that or ... better.  I talk about torture here, because it's a big part of the story of me; even if you don't see it.. I see plenty of threats, and I think that imparting "the fear of torture" is torture in itself; so I'm sorry I'm needing to talk about it.  I hope you understand that in truth I think we are all being tortured here, tortured by the lie of simulated reality, and tortured with mind control technology making us think that everything is "better" than it really is.  I think that the idea of making us "feel ok" is almost exactly exactly what I'm discussing in these few paragraphs; understand that you "thinking things are OK" is directly responsible for no action being taken on this message that is actually the end of torture, and of starvation, and of pain... whether or not changing how you feel is torture, it's pretty clear that there are people who are suffering because we are being made "OK" about something that is not OK.

      I'll just mention the reading of the word, it's basically "I am Christ at all costs, you must be E."  I see you "think I've done it" and you're wrong; this message is torturing me--and you too are starving me of "life itself" by refusing to react to it... which is whyMIT, the silence is why.  Honestly, I feel like I'm in "invasion of the body snatchers" do you?  I guess you could also see "tort" as the two "crosses" separated by "shining light" that is really what "stone" means.

      It's a little hard to see how "seeing Al" in words like "scandal" and "controversial" is anything but something to talk about; but that's exactly what I'm seeing.  It's really clear to me that I am writing the message that is the key to the message of Creation; there linked by "Ham and Shem" to even more "sh" words like shadow, and Shaddai.... and this "shalom."


      I don't know what to do; I have no advice about what I cannot understand because of lack of communication; and since nobody wants to talk to me or publicly about what I see as the most interesting and "thought provoking" series of disclosures I could imagine, I can assume that everyone thinks that whatever it is that you've done here, whatever is going on in secret is going to work or continue; and I see it doesn't.  I see it does not work, and we do not continue (I hope ... we do not continue to plunge southward towards Hell); that's what I see.  Forget about being on TV, this information should be spreading significantly more rapidly than it is; and the fact that so many people are either this stupid, or this scared as to stand in this place and ignore "right and wrong" for so long; it scares me.  It's the truth, it's actual, everything is "sa tis fact u al" whether or not I am what you expected; there's no doubt that this is the message we've needed to receive; and not acting at this point is just ... childish.

      I thought today about how it might be, how it might have come about that my darkest worries could actually/possibly be true--how people could have been made so stupid and so evil at the same time as to want to torture me in secret and then undo it as if it had never happened.  I mean certainly that's no kind of behavior modification, it certainly is a means to no end--well except in this case where it is the means to the end.   Then I thought about the neuralizer, and the "Gorgonion" device; this thing that I've thought in the past was needed to ensure that we didn't come out broken, that we were not tortured into being evil, or to hold a grudge or be vindictive--not just against innocent me; but stupid enough to stand in the way of the continuation of life or civilization by doing exactly what we see here--by taking away the innocence of a virgin sea just so that we can find some way to be needed to coexist with them, and solve our own problems--and look I'm doing everyone a favor and saying "our" when I'm not the one doing this, we're the babies here.  I look at you, and I imagine that everyone here will also say that they are not the ones doing this; though I can't be sure.  What I will tell you is that you are the ones that are not responding, and for whatever reason, whatever it is lurking in your minds--I see that everything is being harmed because of it.

      You should see what it really is, because whatever it is that is causing this silence caused me to dream up a way to fix an unknown problem ... and that solution could have caused another even worse problem.  Do see, the silence is really the problem, and the solution is really speaking the truth.



      o I thought more about K's neutralizer; and my answer was to remind you that the "flashcards" that this thing makes should probably include instructions on how to make sure that we never again need a "neuralizer" to not be evil, or to not torture the world or ourselves or Adam.  You know, it came about from the best intentions, years ago--looking at the parts of this message that said there were old souls here arguing with babies--people with thousands of years of memories using this world of simulated life filled with innocent people who've only lived a few decades as leverage for them to live for thousands more years--anyway, ideas of sharing memories and of needing a system to "rejuvenate youth" not just physically but also literally rejuvenating souls made sense to me.  It's no surprise it came with plenty of light, connecting "soul searching" to Seagate and to DNA storage that I've written about after broadcasting it the last time I was in California, in 2014.  I see what you are.

      And still you are missing the point, there is no world here; because you have decided to be plaster instead of people; because you refuse to acknowledge the existence of this message--it shows that you yourselves simply do not exist.  Back to the "clue" as "plaster you are glue" I'm sure everyone gets the "horse" concept of Mr. Ed either being you or me; just like everything else is apparently either Mr. Ed or Edward Scizzorhands;but do you understand that it makes logical sense--that by standing here and choosing not to acknowledge a message about repetition in time and mind control; by choosing to live a "plaster life" that you must understand has already been lived... you are basically giving up your chance to live with free will, so that another soul... ostensibly you also but certainly not you can watch exactly the same events happen for no reason at all?

      I'm not sure what you do not understand.  Had I not walked into a trap, into this place where you and everyone here had already decided that they were willing to destroy civilization; to ... to give up the basic impulse of life and control your reaction to something designed to use shock to help you; had you not forgone the absolute most basic of all qualities of a society or civilization--had you not lost communication before we even began the very few little "flashy intros" would have done their job; and you see .. in my eyes--the eyes of the recipient rather than the author, their job was to help ensure that you and I wrote the rest of this message together.  You though, you had better plans, to hide in the corner and pretend that you simply did not understand; I imagine trying to get me to promise the whole world to you; here in this place where the bottom line is whether or not it's because you chose to "lose civilization" or you simply failed this test, there is no world at all to be had.

      Here and now i think we can all see that the light and this message were designed to bring a monster out of hiding; you might think that you will "succeed" in convincing anyone or yourself that I'm the monster--when it's very clear here that the thing hiding is a monster of in action; a shackle rather than a prod.  All told a bright spotlight is now shining down on some kind of beast that manages to convince each and every one of you that "you're it" or that "it's you" and in some kind of process of retardation that I still to this day do not understand (because you're so quiet) it has convinced you that you should ignore a golden treasure chest open before you and go on about your business as if you don't see me, or anything I say, at all.  You may think that there's safety in numbers or power coming from unity; but there is such a thing as everyone being wrong, though I hasten to say I am so very sorry that I've been burdened with seeing it.  You'll see, there's no world here at all.

      I stare back at this monster of desolation, and I see it under the surface and behind the scenes doing everything it can to make the "wow now I see" realization that this thing is really not possible to be hidden appear to be natural--though it's clear as day from the knowing looks I get from strangers every single day on the street that there is nothing natural at all about how it is that this little "change in circumstances" has come about or how it will be received by the world.


      I feel like it should be obvious that we are walking around int he desert of Exodus; a story that I studied in Hebrew school and read on my own and even though I was pretty sure I had a good understanding of it then; I never really got that God was waiting for a generation to die off before bringing everyone to the "microcosmic metaphor" for Heaven that is the Promised Land (of flowing milk and honies).  I suppose just like the horse metaphor in Revelation and the child sacrifice metaphors that connect Exodus to the gospels in the inverse you could also say that God was waiting for Moses to die--which also happened before anyone saw Heaven in the book.

      I don't even really want to talk about it; because I don't really want to cheat you out of what you really need--which is the answer to all of this is that you should be willing to change the world just to stop starving babies from being hungry; you should be willing to do it just to give sight to the blind--and you should do it just because you know that those things are right, and not doing them is wrong.  You should want to do those things even if you aren't a starving baby, and even if you aren't blind--and listen because you really are both those things.  It's not meant to be a test of goodness; and goodness gracious an old joke about the word "testament," but what I really need you to understand is that I need people to see why good people will go out of their way to stop Hell from happening, being created, or continuing--I need you to see that coming out of this place we need heroes to be born that are willing to do the right thing for others even if they never think they're on the edge of falling into the bottomless pit of hell themselves; I need us to see that's what makes Heaven.



      o here we are wandering around in the desert, putting together "Willy Wonka" and wilderness in our minds for the first time, probably; I'd smile if you had already connected the Loch Ness monster to the key pathway to exit the wilderness, though in this place where I see so little traffic to my website it's almost obscene--in a world where I see people predicting the arrival of the messiah on their blogs have hundreds of followers--and me, none.  Not one.  I want you to understand that good things come to us for a long long time because we are the kind of people that are willing to go out of our way and change the world to make it better for people that are not as well off as us here, for people that haven't worked as hard or been as lucky; to see that everyone here is a victim of a great lie--everyone here is a victim a situation in which we once believed that oil was scarce, and that food was scarce, and that time was scarce--and these things simply are not true.

      I want you to understand that I've said it so many times I'm sick of it by now; I want you to see that truth and love are scarce; and that's something that we have to change; or there won't be any world here at all.

      The point is there are really great things in store for everyone, benefits that even the richest people on this place will see and be happy about--and really understand that they too were being tortured by the lies keeping us from evolving to fully utilize the possibilities and benefits of our true existence, of virtual reality.  It's like night and day, and to sit here and have to argue with you about how important it is that we act quickly to "end world hunger" while I'm promising nothing to you but near immortality for doing it; I mean, I think you look really stupid.  

      It really does appear to me that you are waiting for "better promises" or "bigger things" to fall out of the sky as we wander in the desert; and I am here to tell you that it's salt.  Manna from Heaven, is bath salt, flying down from the sky into my hands, holy sacrament... for the m an.  Listen, this is how Jesus Christ ends addiction, and your apparent aversion to "good feeling good."





      F O R   T H E   I N I T I A L   K E Y S ,   S H E   E X   A N D   N D  A N D   A   SEE   W H Y   SEA 

      With an epic amount of indigestion Indiana Jones sweeps in to mar the visage of an otherwise glistening series of fictitious characters, with names like Taylor and Mary Kate remind us all that we are not playing a video game here in this place.  the "J" of the "Nintxndo Entertainment System" calmly stares at Maggie Simpson thinking "it's a PP" and reminds us that it's not just the "gee, I e" of her name that contradicts the Magdaln-ish words her soul speaks through her name--and then with a smirk he points out "Gilgamesh" and "gee whiz, is EyL?" that really does go to the heart of this lack of discussion, this "sh" that begins El Shaddai and words as close to our home as "shadow" and "shalom."  Quite the fancy "hello" you've managed to sing out from behind angry chellos and broken fiddles,  and here I am still wondering why it is that "girl" connects to the red light that once meant charity and now glows with the charity of truth... the truth that we are in Hell.  Shizzy.

      m.lamc.la/KEYNES.html

      Homer "on the range," maybe more closely connected to the Ewok of Eden and Hansel's tHeoven that Peter Pan still comes and cries could so easily be made into something so much better, if only we had the truth--and by that I mean if only you were speaking about, and reacting to a truth that is painted on the sky, in your hearts, in every word we speak and in everything that we do.  If only we were acknowledging this message that screams that "children need not starve" with something more than donating virtual chickens to nations of Africa and watching Suzanne Summers ask for only a few dollars a day on TV.  If only you would understand that this message that connects video games like "Genxsis" to "bereshit" because Eden is a "gee our den" that tended itself before Adam had to toil with the animals in order to survive.   For some reason beyond my control and well outside my realm of understanding words like "I too see this message from God" and "I would not let children starve either" never seem to escape your lips in any place where anyone will ever see that you thought those things, or meant to call a reporter; eventually.  Even with "AIDS of nomenclature" to avoid this DOWN WARD spiral into a situation and a land that I find difficult to imagine actually ever "existing" but here in this place I do see "how" it comes about, and between you and I it really does appear that nearly all of the problems we are dealing with here have come from another place, a further time; and while it might be with the "greatest of intentions" that we are trying to deal with them; I can't help but feeling that our "virgin sea" has had more than just it's innocence taken away from it in this story of "Why Mary" that might connect to "TR IN IT Y" just as much as it connects to Baltimore, Maryland.


      I should be clear that I'm not blaming Nanna, or Mary; but the actual reason for the name "Wymar" and that's because she, like Taylor, acted as a microcosm for a sea (or more than one, Momsen) that was quite literally possessing her.  It's sort of difficult for me to explain even what that looks like let alone what it feels like; but my observations tell me that she/you are not unhappy about the interaction, one which appears very foreign to me.  Of course, the "eye" that I write with and the same kind of "inspiration" that you can see in the lyrics and skill of many musicians are also examples of this same kind of interaction.  For example, Red Hot Chili Peppers sings a song called "Other Side" that explains or discusses the thing I see as Medusa in the words "living in a graveyard where I married a sea" which also does a good job of connecting to the name Mary.   As strange as might sound to think a group of people would be speaking through a single person... we are staring at "how it is" that could be possible, and possibly at exactly how it happened.  Normally I would have said it was obvious, but to need to actually say that becoming a single mind would be a serious loss for our society--well, that's telling.  You might think it's silly, but I'm telling you I see it happening, I see it--and you see it in the Silence and the message.


      till, it appears to me as if this "marriage" that I see described in our Matrix in the question "min or i" seems to be doing nothing more than keeping us all from discussing or acting on this information--something that certainly isn't in our best interest.  
      o here we are, staring at a map all over the ground and all around us with the primary destination of "building Heaven" through mind uploading, virtual reality, and judging by the pace of things we'd probably have all of that good and ready in about three generations.  The map has a little "legend" with a message suggesting that those things have already been done and we are in the Matrix already; and it appears that the world, I mean Medusa, is deciding we should put off seeing the legend at least until the next generation.  I see how that makes sense for you.  That's sarcasm, this is why I keep telling you that you are cupid.

       

      It is a big deal, and there's a significant amount of work involved in merging an entire civilization with "virtual reality" and you might see why he calls it a hard road--at least in the word "ha'rd."  Honestly though, it's the kind of thing that I am pretty sure the future will not only be happy that we did, but they'd thank us for putting in the effort of adapting to things like "unlimited food" and "longevity" increased by orders of magnitude.  


      That's not sarcasm, these things are actually difficult to guess how exactly we'll go about doing them; they are a huge deal--all I can tell you is that not "talking about it at all" is probably not going to get us there any faster.  Point in fact, what it might do is give a "yet to be born" generation the privilege of being the actual "generations of Perez."  
      I see why you aren't saying anything.  That's sarcasm, again.   The good news is that it really has been done before; though if I told you that someone turned stone to eggplant parm, would you laugh at me?


      o, back to what is actually standing between "everyone having their own Holodeck in the sky" and you today; it is the idea that this message is not from God.  More to the point it is the apparently broad sweeping opinion that hiding it is a "good thing" and through that a global failure to address the hidden interaction and influence acting on our minds used to make this map--and also to hide it.   With some insight, and some urging; you might see how the sacredness of our consciousness is our souls is something that is more fundamental than "what kind of tools we have in the Holodeck to magically build things" and how and why the foundation of Heaven is truly "freedom itself" and how it comes from right this very moment for the first time, ever.  Continuing to treat this influence as "schizophrenia" is literally the heart of why this map appears to be that--to show us how important it is to acknowledge the truth, and to fight for the preservation of goodness and logic over secrecy and darkness.

      Again, something that nobody is really doing here and now, today.  From this newfound protection of our thoughts, of who we are; we see how technology can be used to either completely invalidate any kind of vote by altering our emotions; or how it could be used to help build a form of true democracy that our world has yet to see.  It is pretty easy to see from just band names like The Who and KISS and The Cure how the influence of this external mind can be proven, and shown to be "helpful," you know, if we can ever talk about it on TV or on the internet.


      It's important to see and understand how "sanity"--the sanity of our entire planet hangs in the balance over whether or not we acknowledge that there is actually a message from God in every word--and today this place appears to be insane.  It should be pretty easy to see how acknowledging that this influence exists and that it has a technological mechanism behind it turns "schizophrenia" into "I know kung fu" ... forced drug addiction and eugenics into "there's an app for thatand the rash of non random and apparently unrecognized as connected terrorist attacks and school shootings into Minority Report style pre-crime and results in what is clearly a happier, safer, and more civilized society--all through nothing more than the disclosure of the truth, this map, and our actual implementation.
      With a clearer head and grasp of the "big picture" you might see how all of these things, connected to the Plagues of Exodus revolve around the disclosure that this technology exists and the visibility of this message showing us how we might use it for our benefit rather than not knowing about it.  At the foot of Jericho, it is nothing short of "sanity" and "free thought" that hang in the balance.  Clear to me is that the Second Coming, seeing "my name" on television is a good litmus test for the dividing line between light and darkness, heaven and hell.
      The point is the truth really does change everything for the better; once we start... you know, acting on it.






       

      ... for more on "cyan" see the Cure is .... Satan  Christianity at ogdConfession and Dick of Adam's Uranus... and the Color of Understanding Wh@ we should do...

      every word, proof of time travel... and uh, "inspiration."  every word.



      In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.   John 1:1

      ab ra ha m, the father, the sun god, and the holy spirit.

       

      And Isaac said to his father Abraham, "My father!" And he said, "Here I am, my son." He said, "Behold, the fire and the wood, but where is the lamb   Genesis 22:7

      ha'mmer?  of thor.  Why, it's a massmailer.



      Is not my word like as a fire? saith the LORD; and like a hammer that breaketh the rock in pieces?  Jeremiah 23:19 


      In the Temple of Ha'thor, in Dendera; the Den of Ra; scene after scene visually depicting mind control.

      ... oh the ha'shem, of Adam in Eden.  The Holy Name.

      Sh'ma Yisrael Adonai Eloheinu Adonai Eḥad 
      ha'laylot, 1,001 "nights" in Camelot


      I have no words... text me though, k?

      ha'rem, in your dreams?



      I acquired male and female singers (or are they idols), and a harem as well--the delights of a man's heart.  Ecclesiastes 2:8 
      at... 311 it starts with an earthquake, 911 then some aeroplanes...



      the 411 is "and all the girls dreamt they'd be my partner... they'd be my partner"


      And they will see his face, and his name will be written on their foreheads.  Revelation 22:4

      ha'esh, just proof of a parted sea, in the Hebrew word for the Burning Bush.



      The Midrash relates that during the Exodus, when the Israelites reached the Red Sea, it did not automatically part. The Israelites stood at the banks of the sea and wailed with despair, but Nahshon entered the waters. Once he was up to his nose in the water, the sea parted. 

      I will also give that person a white stone with a new name written on it, known only to the one who receives it. Revelation 2:17


      Sarah said, "God has brought me laughter, and everyone who hears about this will laugh with me."  Genesis 21:6
      ha-rose-ettes, rosetta stone to wh... is it a rose cross? ha, stone.


      apple, honey, and nuts... 
      ha, nuke-the ahah?

       let there be light.

      Click this to retweet.  It's called a link... to Heaven.
       
      and ha'm

      rm (short for remove) is a basic UNIX command used to remove objects such as files, directories, device nodessymbolic links, and so on from the filesystem. To be more precise, rm removes references to objects from the filesystem, where those objects might have had multiple references (for example, a file with two different names), and the objects themselves are discarded only when all references have been removed and no programs still have open handles to the objects.

      This allows for scenarios where a program can open a file, immediately remove it from the filesystem, and then use it for temporary space, knowing that the file's space will be reclaimed after the program exits, even if it exits by crashing.

      rm generally does not destroy file data, since its purpose is really merely to unlink references, and the filesystem space freed may still contain leftover data from the removed file. This can be a security concern in some cases, and hardened versions sometimes provide for wiping out the data as the last link is being cut, and programs such as shred are available which specifically provide data wiping capability.


      Isaac Asimov (/ˈæzɪmɒv/;[2] born Isaak Ozimovc. January 2, 1920[1] – April 6, 1992) was a Jewish-American writer and professor of biochemistry at Boston University. He was known for his works of science fiction and popular science. Asimov was a prolific writer, and wrote or edited more than 500 books and an estimated 90,000 letters and postcards.[3] His books have been published in 9 of the 10 major categories of the Dewey Decimal Classification.[4]

      Asimov wrote hard science fiction and, along with Robert A. Heinlein and Arthur C. Clarke, he was considered one of the "Big Three" science fiction writers during his lifetime.[5] Asimov's most famous work is the Foundation Series;[6] his other major series are the Galactic Empire series and the Robot series. The Galactic Empire novels are explicitly set in earlier history of the same fictional universe as the Foundation series. Later, beginning with Foundation's Edge, he linked this distant future to the Robot and Spacer stories, creating a unified "future history" for his stories much like those pioneered by Robert A. Heinlein and previously produced by Cordwainer Smith and Poul Anderson.[7] He wrote hundreds of short stories, including the social science fiction novelette "Nightfall", which in 1964 was voted by the Science Fiction Writers of America the best short science fiction story of all time. Asimov wrote the Lucky Starr

      According to the biblical Book of GenesisIsaac (/ˈzək/HebrewיִצְחָקModern YiṣḥáqTiberian YiṣḥāqArabicإسحٰق/إسحاق‎‎, Isḥāq) was the son of Abraham and Sarah and father of Jacob; his name means "he will laugh", reflecting Sarah's response when told that she would have a child.[1] He was one of the three patriarchs of the Israelites, the only one whose name was not changed, and the only one who did not move out of Canaan.[1] He died when he was 180 years old, the longest-lived of the three.[1]

      In the x86 assembly language, the MOV instruction is a mnemonic for the copying of data from one location to another. The x86 assembly language has a number of different move instructions. Depending on whether the program is in a 16-bit or 32-bit code segment (in protected mode) and whether an override instruction prefix is used, a MOV instruction may transfer 8-bits16-bits, or 32-bits of data (or 64-bits in x86-64 mode). Data may be copied to and from memory and registers.[1]

      The word move for this operation is a misnomer: it has little to do with the physical concept of moving an object from A to B, with place A then becoming empty; a MOV instead makes a copy of the state of the object at A and overwrites the old state of B in this process. This is reflected in some other assembly languages by using words like loadstore or copy instead of move.
      I miss those days man. I remember getting my first copy of VB 3.0 from a mass mail in the chatroom. (I remember being so intrigued by Pepsi, Soylent Green Server/MMer, FiRe Toolz, AOHell, etc.) Once I got my hands on VB 3.0 I began programming like a son of a bitch (Yeah I was like 11 years old lol) From laggers, to punters, chat commands, phishers, email bombers, ascii shops, macro builders, etc. I remember losing my AOL account for a.) scrolling a middle finger in the Nickelodeon chatroom followed by me email bombing some dude with over 2,0000 emails. (Yeah my dad was pissed, he forbid me from logging on and told me was lost our AOL subscription. Little did he know I ran a key logger on the computer and found out his login info.)
      Oh man, do I miss the good ole days of AOL progz lol good times.
      1. When I had those threats I resorted to <><'s :P

      Browse: Home / aol progz… a digital throw back to AOL, 1995.
        HERE'S LOOKING AT YOU, KID

      On a high level, I tell myself every morning that 'its not really me."  It's not me that the world hates, or me that the world is rejecting.  I believe that, I really do; I see that what is being hidden here is so much bigger than any single person could ever be--what is being hidden is the "nature of reality" and a fairly obvious truth that flies in the face of what we've learned our whole lives about history and "the way things are."  Those few early details lead me to the initial conclusion that what is working behind the scenes here is nefarious, hiding a message that would without doubt shake things up and change the world--and nearly across the board in ways that I see as "better" for nearly everyone.  It's a message at it's most basic level designed to advocate for using this disruption in "normalcy" to help us revolutionize democracy, to fix a broken mental health and criminal justice system--just to name the few largest of the social constructs targeted for "rejuvenation."  On that word the disclosure that we are living in virtual reality turns on it's head nearly everything we do with medicine, and I've suggested that AIDS and DOWN SYNDROME were probably not the best "visual props" we could have gotten to see why it's so important that we act on this disclosure in a timely manner.  After mentioning the ends of aging and death that come eventually to the place we build, to the place we've always thought of as Heaven... it becomes more and more clear that this force fighting against the dissemination of a truth so obvious it's in every word and everything we do--it becomes clear it's neither you, nor acting in your best interest.


      I know I've got the eye of the tiger, there's no doubt; and it's pretty clear from "YAD?" (the Hebrew for...) and ha'nd that we can see the clear hand of God at work in a design that marks my initials not just on the timeline, or at 1492, at A.D. I B; but in the Hebrew name for this place called El Shaddai, see how A.D. is "da eye" and in some other names like AdranusA.D. on "it's silly" and A.D. on Ai that might tie me to the Samof Samurai (but, are you Ai?) in more depth of detail than simply the Live album "Secret Samadhi."  I try to reflect on how it is that this story has come about, why it is that everything appears to be focused on me--and still even through that sincere spotlight nobody seems to be able to acknowledge my existence with more words than "unsubscribe" and "you're so vain."  With one eye in the mirror, I know ties to Narcissus (and you can too), soaring ever higher--linking Icarus to Wayward Son and to every other name with "car" in it... like "carpenter" and McCarthy the older names of Mercury and even Isacriot (I scary? is car-eye... owe Taylor) and some modern day mythological characters like Jim Carrey and Johnny Carson.  As far as Trinities go, carpenter's a pretty good one--tying to my early reck and a few bands and songs from The Pretty Reckless to Dave Matthews' "Crash Into Me" all the way to the "pen" you see before you linking Pendragon to Imagine Dragons.



      I wonder why it is that all of these things appear, apparently only to me, to point to a story about all the ways that a sinister hidden force has manipulated our society into being unable to "receive' this message--this wonderful message about making the world a better place and building Heaven--with any fanfare at all.  It's focused now on a criminal justice system that clearly does not do any kind of "rehabilitation" and on a mental health industry and pharmaceutical system that treats a provable external attack on our own goodness and well being as some kind of "internal stimulus" and makes you shy away when I point out why "stem" is in system and why "harm" in pharmacy.   From that we move a little bit past "where we are in this story" and I have to point out how "meth" ties to Prometheus and Epimetheus and how and why it is I know without doubt that this story has been relived numerous times--and how I am so sure that it's never been received, as we are here again listening to how songs like "Believe" and the words "just to lead us here to this place again" connect to Simon and Garfunkel's" the Sound of Silence... and still to this day you will balk at noticing that "Simon" has something to do with the Simpsons, and something to do with the words "simulation" and "Monday."  To see me is to see how things might be done better--how "addicitonary" might tie to the stories of Moses' Lisp and to Dr. Who's "Bells of Saint John" with a sort of "web interface" to the kinds of emotion we might want to "dial down..." rather than Snicker in the background as we see them being artificially created and enhanced in order to build a better "fiery altar."


      I can point out "Silicon" harrowing down at us from words like "controversial" and show you Al in "rascal" and "scandal" but not to see that we are staring at school shootings and terrorism that are solved instantly by this disclosure, by Al of Quantum Leap and by the Dick of Minority Report and A Scanner Darkly is to ignore just what it is that we are all failing to Si.  I should point out that those two "sc"'s link to a story about Eden and they mean "sacred consciousness" and at the baseline of this event and everything we are not doing is the fact that our desires and beliefs are being altered--all of this comes down to "freedom of thought" here and now.

       

      I could tell you that "looking at me" will show you that even the person who tries every day to do everything he can to save the entire world from slavery, and from "thought-injury"--even I can be made "marred" and you all, this whole world stupid enough to think that you are, of your own volition, hiding Heaven itself from yourselves... to what?  To spite me?  It, the focal point of our story might come down to you realizing that something in some esoteric place is playing "divide and conquer" with our whole--in secret playing on our weaknesses to keep us from acting on the most actionable information that ever was and ever will be.  Still, we sit in silence waiting for me... to speak more?  

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      Between Nero's lyrical fiddling, a Bittersweet Symphony, and true "thunderstanding" the sound of Thor's hammer... "to help the light" that'ls "or" in Hebrew, of Orwell and Orson and .. well, it's really not hard to see and hear that the purpose and intent of "all this noise" is to help us find freedom and truth.  C the Light of "singing..."

      I can tell you once again how silly the world looks, this multi-decade battle between "the governmentof the people" and the "government of the workers" resulting in what is nothing short of a hands down victory to the corporation.  Is it humor meant to divide, or ludicrousness created with the purpose of unification? 

      But really at it's most basic level what this boils down to is a global group decision not to care about the truth, about reality, about what's really brought us to this place--with solutions in hand and a way to make everything better.  We've decided that censorship is OK, and that the world is not all that bad "just the way it is" even though it's creator is screaming in your ear telling you to change as quickly as you possibly can.  I believe that God has written this story to make "seeing me" the thing that catalyzes "change for the better" it appears to be the design of not just me but also this place--hey, here I am.




      SL u TI o N



      Yesterday, or maybe earlier today--it's hard to tell at this moment in the afternoon just how long this will take... I sent an image that conveys a high level implication that we are walking around on a map to building something that we might liken to an "ant farm" for people.  I don't mean to be disparaging or sleight our contribution to the creation of this map--that I imagine you must also see and believe to be the kind of thing that should remain buried in the sands of time forever and ever--or your just have yet to actually "understand" that's what the plan part of our planet is talking about...  what I am trying to do is convey in a sort of "mirrorish" way how this map relates to a message that I see woven in religion and in our history that it significantly more disparaging than I would be.  It's a message that calls us "Holy Water" at the nicest of times, water that Moses turns to "thicker than water" in the first blessing in disguise--and to tell you there is certainly a tangible difference between the illusions of the Pharaoh's and the true magic performed by my hand, is nearly exactly the same amount of effort put in to showing you that the togetherness that we are calling "family" here in this place comes from both seeing and acting on the very clearly hidden message in every single idiom showing us all that our society in this story of Exodus is enslaved by a hidden force--and reminding us that we like freedom.

      It's not just these few idioms, but most likely every single one from "don't shoot the essenger" to "unsung hero" that should clue us in to exactly how much work and preparation has come into this thing that "he supposes is a revolution."   It's also not just "water" describe me and you, in this place where I am the "ant' of the Covenant (do you c vampires or Hansel and Gretel!?!?) but also "lions" and "sheep" and "salt" and "dogs" and nearly everything you could possibly imagine but people; in what I see must be a vainglorious attempt to pretend he actually wants us to "stand up for ourselves" in this place where it's becoming more and more clear with each passing moment that we are chained to these seats in the front row of the audience of the most important event that has ever happened, ever.


      Medusa makes several appearances, as well as Arthur Pendragon, Puff the Magic Dragon, Figment, Goliathmonster.com, the Loch Ness Monster in this story that's a kind-of refl ex i ve control to stop mind control; and to really try and show us the fire of Prometheus and the Burning Bush and the Eternal Flame of Heaven are all about freedom and technology ... and I'll remind you this story is ... about the truth--and the truth here is that if you aren't going to recognize that whatever it is that's going on here in secret, below the surface is negatively affecting our society and life in general than we aren't going anywhere, ever.  I need you to figure out that this message is everywhere to make sure you don't miss the importance of this moment, and the grave significance of what is being ignored in this land where Sam is tied not just to Samsung and to Samael in Exodus but also to Uncle Sam and macaronic Spanglishrew outliers and that it doesn't take much free thought at all to really understand that we are watching "free thought" disintegrate into the abyss of "nospeak."  We are watching our infrastructure for global communication and the mass media that sprawls all over the globe turn to dust, all because you have Satan whispering in your ear--and you think that's more important than what you think, what I think, and what anyone else on the Earth might ever say.   You should see a weapon designed to help ensure that don't lose this proof that we are not living in reality, that there is "hidden slavery" in this place--and you should see that today it appears you are simply choosing not to use it.

      I hope you change your mind, I really do.  This map on "how to build an ant farm" starts by connecting Watergate and Seagate together with names like Bill Gates and Richard Nixon; and with this few short list of names you should really understand how it is that "Heaven" connects both technology like computers and liberty like "free speech" to a story that is us, and our history.  You might see that "salt" could either be a good thing or not--take a look around you, are you warming a road to Heaven or are you staring at the world being destroyed--and doing nothing at all about it?

      I guess I can point out again how "Lothario" links this story that ties names like my ex-wife's Nanna to "salt" also, but the "grand design" of this story doesn't seem to have any effect on you.  Listen, if you do nothing the world is being destroyed by your lack of action--there's no if's and's or butt's about it.  I feel like I need to "reproduce' old messages here or you will never see them--that's what web site statistics tell me--and we all know it's not true.  What am I missing?  What are you missing?
      BUTT IS THE BOAT A Hi DARK DEN MESSAG?

      SEE OUR LIGHT

       
      HONESTLY, I'M WAY TO CUTE TO BE A MONSTER :(

      HIC SUMMUS

       

      FAILING TO SEE THIS MESSAGE "EVERYWHERE" IS AN
      EX TI N CT>i<ON LEVEL EVENT

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      THREE WISE MEN ?
      THE "GENES" OF GENESIS
      AS IN.. "DIS CLOSE ... SING"
         hyamdai.reallyhim.com
      THE ABOM INATION OF DESOLATION
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      There must be some kind of way outta here
       
      I can't get no relief
      Business men, they drink my wine
       
      Plowman dig my earth
      None were level on the mind
      Nobody up at hisword
      Hey, hey
      get excited
       
      The thief he kindly spoke
      There are many here among us
      Who feel that life is but a joke
      But, uh, but you and I, we've been through that
      And this is not our fate
      So let us stop talkin' falsely now
      The hour's getting late, hey
       
      all along the watchtower
       
      Princes kept the view
      Barefoot servants, too
      Outside in the cold distance 
      A wildcat did growl
      Two riders were approaching
      And the wind began to howl
      DO P, AM IN E! DO P!! TO BE AT ON & IN ..

      A Great Sign Appeared in Revelation 12:1; the Sign of Sagittarius in the word Christ and on Taylor's butt

      A great sign appeared in heaven: a woman clothed with the sun, with the moon under her feet and a crown of twelve stars on her head. Five hundred years before English, the words "Sun" and half the word Love appeared in the name of the Goddess of...
      MIAMI - May 25, 2017 - PRLog -- Set literally in the word "STONE" and on the cover of Taylor Momsen's album "Going to Hell" is the birth sign of Adam Marshall Dobrin, pointing every which way as if at the gateway to Eden in the book of Genesis.  In a story that ties her appearing in the Grinch that Stone Christmas to the modern magic of music; the compass arrow's direction is the focus of the words of Bonnie Tyler's "Total Eclipse of the Heart;" asking the world to turn the name Venus around, and see this same South to Northeast change in direction coming to us... "from the East."
       
      living in a powder keg, and giving off sparks ...
       
       
      As far as "plans etched into planets" go ... planning on tattoo'ing an "eye" on my shoulder might be the keys to our modern day Bethlehem ... as "Plantation, FL" and the salutations you see, connecting two... two part shoulder tattoos to Isaiah 22:22 might have changed the "eye" to an "us" at ...

      o, Al, you tattoo "Adam and Everyone" on your shoulder?  Salutatusons ...
       
      For more on the "turning around of the t" you can see an ancient press release here.  It's a matter of seeing "date of birth" in DOB and then connecting "the character() is" to the first 5 letters of "Christ" pointing out the birth sign of the Immaculate Conceptions looks something like a "t" or a kind combination of the signs of Mars and Venus... for more "sparks and Flintstones" you can see the "south to northeast" of stone etched in ... well, in the compass rose turning Venus's "Going to Hell" into the ... "onward, upward..." of Mars.
       
       
      On "magical linguistic transformations come alive on the silver screen" si how "Metatron" turns around "no north" and nearly adds h(ow) to make a game about not running into the wall or racing to the finish line.
       
      It's a meaningful birth sign, in it's clear dichotomy between 12/8 and 12/25--and the clarity of the symbol's connection to the Cross and the Archer's arrow.

       
      U W I   S E I S   D R U M   M I C
      SODRUM
       
      Sm o  o   c    h!  Who-AhMuah!   So I was thinking about Avril Lavigne, like I do sometimes when I dream about how things are supposed to be, should be, kinda ... and it dawned on me that on top of the "reverse eng" applying to a longer reading of "Engineered" and uh, well see it as "engineered in Jor-Ch eers, because everyone knows your name" ... sans a single visible "J" that apparently changes CIT into CITY when you actually "see the thing altering optimism and hope and ... well, forward outlook.   
       
      It was a pretty big find decoding "IL" as the "ination" that intersected with a series of "Trinities" from Potassium to assassination that all got tied together at one reading of the name of the Norse "tree" connecting the different realms; it was something like
       
      ... why ... good game, Dr. "As i Nation?"
       

       
      It's also the fifth in a series of foreign language "the"'s that sort of modify the letter "L" which is my most compact version of "the the" that could also be the "him" connecting the Spanish and English prophetic name linking "the" to Him and "Ha" which is specifically set aside by the story of Abraham's Covenant with God and in Bibically unconnected temporal events Sarah suggests God has given the family the gift of laughter ... and Isaac's name is given the meaning of "laughter" or "he laughs."  Elisha is that name, and just like it's not unintentional the "Islam" and "Koran" are connected through a modern idiom ... that simple fact adds to a series that statistically prove that religion is a message sent to us by a single intelligent author who not only proves prescient anachronistic foreknowledge of computing and of this very event encoded in ancient words.   It is not a series of cute tricks or trivialities, it fundamentally alters verifiable truth about the creation of our timeline and history and civilization and that is simply something that cannot escape "notice and import."  Similarly it's no accident that ELE begins the elementary key to the Revelation of Jesus Christ and also a number of other words related to the fundamental drive of the message which is to help disclose and use new technologies effectively with a focus on increasing self governance and individual liberty.  These are words that clue us in to the objective fact that the Creator of our entire world is sending an ongoing message decoding the actual defined purpose of Creation, that "ELE" is just as intentional and intended as seeing "on the lam" as one of many idiomatic keys to how "anachronism" is a money signature.  To engineer positive energy surrounding the revolutionary idea that there should be no Hell.
       
      It should be something as easy to see as the import of "the message itself" or God or maybe one day we will recognize the importance of the key to the map suggesting "Adam put it on the web site"is a qualification of special statistical significance.   Seeing "OPSIMATH" and "TOPICS" and understanding it's a sort of broad "yo, those with ears to hear" responding to this message directly and intelligently and with freedom saves the Universe and the future from losing "math" and from losing "computer science" and that's the kind of statement that really should wake you up, just a little bit more.
       
       
      Recently adding "ILL" to another series of keys, this one connecting to the "Illuminati I C" aside from a new key reading of that name and from explicitly the word "illicit" that sort of typifies the behavior I have personally ascertained or observed ... that "c'ing things" sort of being imagined as I am imagining them is a characteristic of the lack of forward movement we see from the "God Min" of Ancient Egypt and the Great State of Min/max/nes/ota ... sort of this idea that we can understand all the reasons and fail to connect not actually seeing the city prove visible that this message that defines "hidden simulated reality" and "hidden Silicon" as a major focal point of the change illicited by descrambling "Norse" to "nos re" and "Genesis" to Jesus... Si ... aids us in connecting the true purpose of Creation ot this idea that there's an apparent widespread "imparted great delusion of Satan" that we simply don't want to do something super cool, good for us and amazing for everyone.  Really tied at the hip to that is the idea that delusion is something we'd prefer not to have once it's actually properly understood ... as creating "stupid" literally, is the concept that we simply are refusing to understand what actually delivering freedom from a state of hidden mind controlled slavery is something we should sing "Deyanu" about.  Anyway it added a new superposition definition to my old "Willy Wonka" reading about turning "winning" into "ta nada" and a new fresh "kinda sick to tummy" connotation to the green faced God of Silence of Egyptian lore and also to the words "where the girls are green and the grass is pretty" that I used to change Paradise City lyrics too ... sort of unknowing it would all eventually tie together to the bright green star of British-Petroleum.  
       
      I guess I'm a little ill u mad at i for you being Min, I mean I'm spending all my time trying to do the exact opposite of that so we can see that in a real ideal solution we'd wind up somewhere in the middle first and then light years ahead once other people started contributing their ideas and working together to actually use what is available to turn around the neurological problems caused here by natural flaws amplified by technological evil amplified and agitated further by this ridiculous looking "Silence"  that in that single act becomes the new (and now even more intentional) source of Hell until we recognize that a rational response to this message is the key to turning around a run away train headed for the edge of darkness and let it hover a few feet above ground just to the left of the highway to Heaven.
       
      HELLO THOUGHT POLICE
       
      That's kinda where I wanted to start, we got a long preamble of decoding nomenclature so I could point out that there's significant reference in the words of the Book of Life/House of the Great Light referring to these ancient referencing to Apophemania connecting to what I actually see in the world around me relating to "Angelic" sort of time travel proving and utilizing communication, linking together just about every single possible way the entire world could say "Hey, Adam" without actually ever speaking those words or reacting visibly to the enclosedinme message that we are living in virtual reality and that's painted all over every sign and word and mind throughout all of Creation ... right this very moment.  So I have masses of people sort of defining Cain's land of Nod by sort of acknowledging there's some kind of massive "sub-visible" communication sort of connecting Imus in the Morning to the Dawn of the Age of Acquarius and what I imagine is a mass of people most likely thinking something between "is this really happening" and "resistance is futile" and not realizing the unifying "lack of direct intelligent response and public discussion"  ... well it's characterized by hidden communication, sort of yes and no emotional responses conveyed in a way that makes them nearly ... "not to have occurred" judging by the reality and the people who seem to be unable to react logically.
       
       
      There are songs about days and specific moments that actually occurred in my life, but wouldn't do so for decades sometimes after the song "panta-mimed" it.  Avril Lavigne is singing about head, Cake about Prince Racquets ... and Metallica is clearly pointing out that they do know my middle name (Dave too, mentions Mashall and so does Eminem, and not just in proper personal names but also department stores and amp manufacturers and tire makers that all imply some kind of hidden "knowledge" of important middle names... Marshall Matters, for instance.) ...  Avenu Malkaynu is singing about the missing He-road of Kit-c-he-n thousands of years before Dr. Strange and the Ewoks pointed out "home on the range"  ... and the overriding theme is that there's "hidden but obvious" messages everywhere around us and it appears as if nobody sees or can react to them normally; and their existence, the fact that difference in name substitution of Dark City's Mr. Hand and John Hancock show intelligent design and a sort of visible narrative of what it's like to see the shift in association with the "source of American freedom" at actually having freedom to contemplate their purpose and import of their placement in association with the "source of freedom."
       

       
      So I started noting previously hidden macro-artifacts and intersections of concepts and ideas that I hadn't planned having significant meaning in another place or another time; for instance I wrote those words without have any personal knowledge to the fact that the four letters "IN IT" would eventually define a relationships between the word Trinity and The Matrix that is just about a concrete in my mind as "Elisha" and that they'd be connected in a single message to another sub-theme notably that the moniker of "pen" in Pendragon and carpenter really sort of illuminates the loss of individuality and self that even "very limited omniscience" can bring about, and the import of seeing multiple "magical pens" at work writing messages that connect birth names of actors and ancient words for "hello" and the content of a movie and a single paragraph about the Matrix creating and Office Worker that tie together the whole of the ... I guess it's a conversation thread.
       
      So that's what it's like to be sitting "IN THE MATRIX" with IT talking to you constantly, sort of through time about what's happening right this very moment--and wondering to myself if the Universe as a whole has just sent me a specifically targeted direct personal communication and nobody but me can see it from "dust in the wind."  In the series of "important letter" words modified by "the" like "ALL" and "LEM" and "ELM" ... the "ILL" ... him ... is modified specifically by "the Medusa the" connecting Locke and Uncle Sam and freedom to this message about an Exodus from hidden shackles.  I guess the key to Wes Craven and our hidden "avenue" in Heaven and the heart of the "victory of Jerusalem"  ...
       
      a point in time, the focal point of the creation and the Crusades
      the start of Heaven itself ... the question ...
      Is J or the USA the ... m ?
       
      I've never really been a fan of the word "Illuminati" and seeing my perspective on "secrecy" really changes in magnitude of meaning significantly between what I see as "the truth in the beholder's eye" and the "people's eyes" in relationship to actual meaningful response as opposed to superficial or no response; at the ubiquity of our collective apparent feigned stupidity suggests strongly that we don't think "not reacting to this message" is insane.  I'm pretty sure it is.  

       
      In related translation and "yod of God pointing" I recently added "Ya, we're h(ow)" to a reading of Yahweh that jives with my Yahuah and Yeshua (yeah, who ah.. and yes, who?) by finally intersecting the "an" of "planeth" and the "Adam and how..." of Adamah ... which is the Hebrew name for Earth and how we answer GI Joe and Denzel Washington... "yeah, h(ow!)"  That "OW" also connects to Prometheus Azazel Locke and Gweyeth Paltrow's "P.A.L." as well as her keen eye pointing out what it takes to have a bon faide signature of angelic communication in this world where her name and Jack Black and "Shallow Hal" all congeal around a hidden reference to the Hebrew word for "hello, goodbye, and peace" which is Shalom, not Aloha.  Of course it too links to Ymir's cow, the lank of flowing milk and the "Office Worker" created by the Universe's first cubicle to say "#meToo" and believe it a bona fide answer to both Turning, Church, and Horatio.
       
      All of the connections between "OW" and "IN IT" and the previous email with the image above were "reverse engineered" the imagine was created weeks ago to introduce the idea that perhaps I'm more human than the character in the Holy Bible that says he only cares about inner beauty ... and also that I would never "c cow" as an appropriate response to the query ... "table row: ow in re Paltrow, shalom, and shallow."  Though to see that's what this is, "angelic communication" showing the weaving together of birth names and movie content and ... and all of it as a sort of emblem of the hidden fire of a "hidden hello" that we cannot see is standing between "peace" and whatever this is you see around you here today--decidedly, not peace.
       
       
      The "be all and end all point" of bringing this to the forefront of discussion is that though these indelible "hellos" are coming to us in a way that shows freedom in time as well as slavery of the mind in one single statement ... none of thse people who scream so loudly to "all of e to hear forever" can't seem to send me a tweet or a word of private advice.  At the same time ... all who hear and apparently discount the warnings coming to us from the beginning and the end of eternity in simultaneous broadcast ... we don't seem to be able to acknowledge that society should be changing significantly more than the stalled firmamentcraft ... we are becoming ... searching for an on ramp to the runway.
       
       
      Hello, can you hear me?
       
       
      I added this to the Wikipedia page for this song, it's a little... pushy for Wikipedia, but it's really got to be done somewhere (as if the millions of people that have read about Exodus actually being about ending Hell isn't a "decent start"), and I hear him .. and see him, and c him in this song.  Except for his commentary relating to God and sex; he's completely wrong about that... see ma "Emblem" ... the only "femaleI see is an intentionally broken Medusian collective.

      The music video, as is common for the genre today, show the voice of the lead singer speaking through a number of other people's mouths. This depicting of possession is consistent with other modern art pieces including Fallen and Joan of Arcadia. The pattern as well as the lack of discussion of the trend is noteworthy in light of a large number of people complaining of experiencing similar phenomenon, these mental health issues have been highlighted in recent stories of Wired[5] and the New York Times[6] and they may link to domestic terrorism and school shootings[7] where this pattern of complaining of possession also exists.

       
      "RED TIES" was an interesting commentary on the vision of the Tribulation I believe Nash and James Angleton both "witnessed" for the world--now on the silver screen.  I thought about it further, sort of in the vein of the theme of "false flags" in everything from Orwell's 1984 to 9/11 and ... the way God seems to weave truth into his symbolism.   I think it's mathematical proof for the worth of "government" in itself, the equilibrium theorem, another example of brilliant lightning striking the same place ... more than once. 
       
       
      Today I see his red ties as a mass of "Nods" yeah, we'd press a button and end disease too--I can only imagine they are thinking to themselves or whatever "IT" is actually in your heads.  Dolores O'Riordan suggested the reason for the silence might be "violence" and if it wasn't the only thing standing between the world and peace and prosperity ... I might have agreed.  I think we all agree there's no reason for "violence" to convince the masses to talk about "precrime" and yet here we are, staring at Agent Smith come Invasion of the Body Snatcher come ... a world that simply doesn't talk ... at all ... in public ... about something as big as "proof of time travel" or as insignificant as ... well, whaterver it is that's convincing everyone there's nothing to talk about. 
       
       
      and on the NAS for ... "Thank You"
       
       
      9/25/2017.  YESTERDAY, after sending the email you see below this text to a number of listserv's related to maladies like Cancer and blindness I spent my last day in Del Ray Beach walking by this building.  To say I was "surprised'" by the OMEN and the missing "A"  doesn't do justice to the feeling of walking through a story book designed to build Heaven that is woven into your life.  I hadn't written much about "HEALING THE SICK" before recently, focusing on the very clear proof that we are living in VIRTUAL REALITY; and suggesting  that with the NEW TESTAMENT as a guidebook we were smart enough to figure out the kinds of things this DISCLOSURE delivers to us.  I've since spent significant time highlighting "ENDING WORLD HUNGER" with the flick of MY LITTLE FINGER in addition to a number of SOCIAL PROBLEMS from HELLISH CENSORSHIP  to a lack of governmental progress (relating to TECHNOCRACY) specifically highlighted by EXODUS and the BURNING BUSH.  I suppose I was wrong not to do this earlier, we all make mistakes.   If it isn't very clear today, the censorship that has prevented this message from reaching the news is an ELE.   If you do not act to remedy that problem today, you are an ELE.
       

      From my the bottom of my heart, don't make a mistake here today; call a reporter, call a statistician; this message and this proof can and will be verified.  The "undamage" to the sign was done by hurricane IRMA_ ... pointing out the fusion of "force majeure" and ... natural disasters, majority ignorance and what appears to be the Minority Report:  that this is a true act of God
       

      ME CUB I CYCLE.  I C OW.  OFFICE WORKER ... Master of Orion?  "Mooo!to you too, Ymir.  Sometimes it's hard to really understand what it means to hear that your story begins with a cubicle (courtesy: The Matrix) or an emergency room or a holodeck (... a House on a Hill?) writing some sort of defining statement to the entirety of it's contents... I mean our world--etching it forever in a prominence held aloft up higher and in brighter light than any fiery pedestal ever could--with more clarity than the Straits of Gibraltar peering out over the horizon of LG and Verizon ... something it doesn't take a periscope to really focus on... the mental acrobatics it takes to try and make sense of something as simple as three little words "AM ER I" well ef it, folks, I C AN.

      For those of us joining the wedding (or crashing) party late, do see Amy Adams and do see Rachel McAdams and understand that we're staring at a message that connects in this very moment the story of Cain and Abe L. to Abraham Lincoln and Captain America ... perhaps for the first time--but most likely not...  to see a series of words that connect "Oral-B" and the gateway to Heaven ... see "Die Bold" as "the strong" of Ecclesiastes 9:11 and see how Groom Lake and "B: ride!!!" might define the Pillars of Hercules as a new kind of "Altar of sight" just before it's the defining landmark of the City of Atlantis rising out of the sea.  You can see it "bear!!" and in "bark!!" and strewn throughout some of the older writing are keys explaining how these key letters, like the Creator's Nicholas Cage and Duracell relate to the "personalities of spirits" another intelligent theme that links Sears and Lord and Taylor to pears and Tru-Blood ... for instance.

      Look to the time when I live, Metallica sings, most likely during my lifetime ... though it's almost equally assured that those exact words weren't coined or first sung during this exact lifetime--and that goes to the heart of why it is that we have a message, "the message" booming with intricacy and details hard to see at first and then impossible to stop watching flow and connect from elementary particles to syllables and strokes ... to remind us all the lore and all the modern pointers suggesting we've "seen it all before" well, to remind us just how important it is that we take that to heart--and today that we look around, at each other, at the ground called Holy and the skies so far from silent ... and tell them in clear words whether or not you'd choose to live this exact same life another time.  The heart of the matter, the real point is that it doesn't matter, today you might say yes--in a hundred years you might be more sure; but you aren't making that decision for yourself, it's a question to a soul whose experienced the same damned thing so many times I'm sure there's a reason for the near unanimous and unheard "what the fuck, Adam?"

      I hope I've explained it clearly enough, above is a verifiable and key-like signature "proving God" has signed reality and religion with a giant "this is why..." to see, to read, to do.  you are at "why."

      It's the beginning of a joyride, a pay day like no other the Universe had ever seen or will ever see--a day like no other that will ever be.  It's a generation not lost in time or in space but one that has found--merely stumbled upon without even really looking--the most important discovery, the rarest of rubies and the largest and most intricate empire built of solid gold that any conquistador or treasure hunter could hope for.  That's what I see on the horizon, just past this battle of ... I can't even tell you what's going on in your heads or in the heads of those opposed to "speaking their minds" and "moving civilization forward leaps and bounds" that though, that's what the pay-dirt of finding this map and the will to trudge through the dark days of flickering twilight really is ... it's a future that will look back on you and your parents and your children as the defining line of what "civilization" actually means, the difference between barbarism and morality.   Isaac Newton, on the gravity of this vision almost assuredly, "if I have seen further it is only by standing on the shoulders of giants."

      BE IT, INSCRIBED IN THE BOOK OF LIFE

      "TUTUM" is my new Latin word to describe this sort of series of ADT style fire alarms going off to warn us that we've been blind and the fire is invisible and Jesus Christ, well, the solution is not so invisible ... it means "SAFE" but of course it's the dancing ... and specifically ballet dancing that sort of lightens the mood of "morning is bjorked" with some jokes about tooth brushes and pretty shining green stars ... I mean girls.   You can see the same kind of logic and humor and insideous truth tucked away in places like my "IP ADDRESS" which might be a similar reference to ... "donning clothes" ... but not really, most likely it's a reference to more pretty girls named Thevi.  

      So with that, this isn't the first time I've mentioned the "problem with voting" and how it connects to love and logic and the preservation of "intelligent life in the Universe"  .. to see clearly even if this one little place (that happens to be the literal progenitor of all other places) were a sort of God bomb tucked away in the maze of birth canal that might be the Labrynth of Capentericus ... stopping this machine that is destroying logical sight to the point of not recognizing "ELE" at the beginning of "Electoral College" and at the beginning of "elementary" and not thinking those things are tied to this message for a reason ... not seeing this is about the story of Cain and Abel ... in it's first Adamic re-interpretation where the ancient story of Animal Farm vs. The City in the Sky (it's supposedly a metaphor for the dependence of city life on agriculture) was turned on it's head explaining if it were about Heaven and reality we're looking at a double "fratri-suicide" if Heaven (in their infinite wisdom) decided "no reality needed to survival."  Similarly now we're looking at what wars and battles might ensue if Heaven decided that there would be "no freedom in reality" and that we should only sernd mindless zombie robots to that place for the purpose of ensuring that nobody's ever pissed about being a Duracell battery or ... well, maybe for the purpose of ensuring that nobody ever realizes that what get's out is actually God to whatever inside the machine ... or maybe you don't see that the total mind control we see here around us in this place is functionally impossible to duplicate in reality, in any kind of actual "life."

      An extinction event (also known as a mass extinction or biotic crisis) is a widespread and rapid decrease in the biodiversity on Earth. Such an event is identified by a sharp change in the diversity and abundance of multicellular organisms. It occurs when the rate of extinction increases with respect to the rate of speciation. Because most diversity and biomass on Earth is microbial, and thus difficult to measure, recorded extinction events affect the easily observed, biologically complex component of the biosphere rather than the total diversity and abundance of life.[1]

      It's also not the first time I've mentioned that the lack of reaction we are seeing to this message--that our apparent inability to grasp it's import and impact and what it really means to have "ELE" carved into the beginning of many words ... a sort of time map that perhaps shows us the beginning of "anything worthy of being protected from extinction" when you see it tied to the science of understanding chemistry and the first inkling of any kind of self-governance ... in our history at least ... it's worth nothing that we have a litmus test for "intelligent life" and that globally we appear to be tacitly failing here.  In other places we might have a litmus test for "goodness" and without grace or balls of fire whatever it is that believes trudging forward here in blind silence is anything but Hell itself, well... they're really not seeing the grand morror of Perseus, this thing showing us just how it is that slavery is overcome at a single point in time and why it is that it must spread to the far reaches of civilization ... for without that impetus we've failed to take home any of the lesson at all.

      It's no mistake that CT ... that the state of Connecticut stands in the word in "extinction" itself, and within itself, a sort of recursive marker of CT within CT ... nor that it links once again to the "Electoral College"  ... everyone see .. it's about pattern matching and about seeing what the United States of America is, what it does in this place of coming out of total abysmall darkness to see a glowing torch on a copper statue shining a bright light on the voidless land of "might and magic" from which we've come ... and helping guide our future towards one of science and understanding, compassion and caring.  

      You haver a glowing symbol of illogical vision staring you in the face everywhere you look--the press and the government and SETI and your priest and your sister and brother are ignoring something God placed here to alert you to slavery, to a hidden mechanism creating "broken" from what should be "amazing" and to see that all it takes to move from one to the other is your participation, is standing up for freedom and for working together to build something better.  You have more than enough impetus, you have building blocks and blue prints you have tranpolines and stargates all it takes is trying... to start the ball rolling.  Try to see that this great pay-day comes from understanding that what we do here ends torture, ends a hell of locked doors and forced starvation, a hell of a world that refuses to see that speaking about "stopping the internal computational function that creates the feeling of pain" moves us a giant leap forward towards acvtually seeing what "civilization" is leading us towards.   Try to see that not coming back and watching starvation and pain and mind controlled slavery in silence is a big part of moving forward towards being "civilized" that no pay day is worth watching yourself or others around you being tortured ... and that's what really is.  

      excertped from NA SHOW ERA, on HASHOAH.

      I don't think I've clearly and verbosely explained the sub-statement that I see encoded in words like "Earth" and "disappear" -- but I really do hope that you have surmised for yourselves the relationship between Picasso's ear and the key "th" of Sith that means "to help."  I liken it today to the words "say it ain't so, I will not go" (Blink-182) and in no uncertain terms read the key to the SERDENICITY (be certain, we are to be the den) that if the world thinks they are going to pretend to wake up and say "darkness is a (or began with) a PP" then God is telling you that Earth is that ear, to help.

      I see this message says that I am "Dr. Y" of the "dry and ready" (Elohim) be the reason A.D. is why we (see that this message is encoded in our language, in American history in Greek mythology and in Egyptian myth--if you think I'm the beginning of darkness, go look in the fucking mirror) have a jumpstart or a flux capacitor "quantum leap" towards ending malady using magic rather than pretending simulation of Sodom and Gomorrah is OK as long as we were given Keflex.  I don't like that this message is here--I don't like that it's in the word "disappear" ... but more than that I don't like that I see a sea of silence flowing straight down; I see you letting gold slip through your fingers, and with that we're failing to "heal the world" and I wish I could just ...

      Bark? R oar.

      Ark...  Dark?  Park!  Spark.  ... O' rio .. road ... an


      As a sort of alphalinguistic marker of "where we are" ... I've recently noticed (a very special two letter key, by the way) "RY" as in "heart or here (which you can see in the heart of Ark and Earth and also defining the words Rome and rock and road)... and" appearing twice in the word "r et u r n" (like of the Jedi) as if R was shaking hands with "eternity" and still not squeeking out that "RY" that means so much to me as the reference point in the heart of the word "everyone" that connects to "kin" in the 1:1 relationship I see described in the "fraction" of Genesis 1:2.  

      I'm trying to conceptualize the argument ... to understand the issue in a sort of "freedom from murder as well as from oppression" relationship, we're standing here nearly stopped staring at the link between slavery and mind control, looking at this "R" of the "ER" that without doubt means "everyone really" but to see the qualification, that "really" addition is something like ... God ensuring the forward progress of civilization in a sort of "the North will win the Civil War" regardless of whether or not they have more votes in the electoral college or Robert E. Lee is the better general.  Still, that "really" runs up against a wall, a place where ensuring that outcome runs the risk of itself being some kind of slavery, or ... in causing a backlash somethbing like a wave crashing against a wall and thrusting undertow in the other direciton.

      I see it as "Ha'aretz" to "Great Grandson of Bellinsky" to "everyone living..."  you konw, "not me" to not me ... anda thank you in site.

      I imagine there are very few in the world today who would see "slavery" as something worthwhile--and yet that's really the entire crux of what we're fighting here; of what this mass of Silence is an embodiment of, and what speaking clearly fixes.  Your input is being throttled, the voice of the world muted to a mere reverberation of "well we see why nobody's talking" in a sort of ... well, am I really that hideous?  Sometimes I hope for the ... wave crashing back--in this case the "release" from silence to create a sort of unending flow of participation that ends apathy for all time, quite a bit of what we see here appears to be specifically targeting a lack of interest or participation in what is otherwise ... well, it means everything to me, friend.

      Unfortunately the longer this silence continues and the fact that it even is capable of existing in the first place implies to me that we've been pushed further and harder than I previously would have thought--especially without knowledge of this external influence over history.  It appears that perhaps we are not "so great" as I once thought, responsible for ending slavery and for giving women the vote and for revolutionizing self-governance democracy ... and really at that last one it's pretty clear this silence is a tacit refusal to acknowledge any help at all in these ventures and that in itself is a symptom of childish ignorance.   We stare out at another kind of "Trinity Site" a "see why we're here" staring at what appears to be a unified mass of solidarity ... literally unified in it's own lack of regard for individual freedom and opinion and thought and all of congealing around this message of "what's slavery really mean" and are you for it or against it?  Are you slaves or fingernails?

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      Normally I start this message off with the whole "this is what Exodus is all about" and "the election is not to die bold" thing, and just sort of assume you realize ... or understand that you have a message about working together to reinvigorate democracy and self government with the full faith and credit of God himself behind it--that you'll see that gives you power if you stand up and use it, and how this thing ... this message can help you to get other people interested in things like caring about how free speech and the technology we are ignoring here can help us to build a significantly better form of government... that's a big part of this; designed throughout the ages, we're trying to implement a new kind of government paired with a new kind of safety system--to use virtual reality and this magical neuroscience "stuff" to help people be smarter, happier, safer, and ... well, to do it yourselves so you're happy with it and get all the credit (lol).  
       
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      Over the course of the last few years new little additions have popped up, "BLOCKCHAIN" for instance connected to the great chain of Revelation 20:1 (which is already the other half of "the election is not to die bold" and the basic idea of building a better "overnet" ... a place where censorship is not possible because of structural decisions, where no single government can interfere with communication, and where ... well, where things like the news will be protected from tyranny and also eventually where we'll able to see very clearly how simple it is to turn something like "reddit" on "blockhain steroids" into a system designed to write and collaborate on laws and the legislative process as well as a perfect mechanism to safely take and record votes.  If you have any foresight, you'll probably see that something like this is inevitable in any working democracy that invents new technologies like the telephone.  That should help you see that we're not in a working democracy right now, and we should be ... you know, trying to fix that ... so today I'm going to start off talking about high treason, instead.
       
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      I've got three main focal points, I think the Supreme Court should be disbanded (along with Congress, eventually... actually we probably need glorified secretaries in elected offices, but their function will inevitably change from "telling us what to do" to ... you know, "helping to implement laws that do what we tell them we want" as you'd imagine a true government of the people actually would work) ... I think the "representative" part of democracy is archaic and sort of barbaric in the technologically enabled world, and I think that's going to be really obvious eventually... it should be pretty clear from the idea of the "Electoral College" which is that your vote actually means absolutely nothing, and you are insulated from actually choosing who the President is or having any actual power whatsoever and that's by design from the Founding Fathers (which is out of character for them, they usually did better work) .. and here's some "stuff" about how the real reason behind that was to protect the institution of slavery, which we--thank God--overcame, but now it's really here as a glowing fiery emblem of your own slavery in a system where it takes not much more than calling a reporter to start the ball rolling on ... fixing.
       
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      Now "this stuff" is more bright light, it's God shining through our history to show us the system's broken--and it really needs to be addressed by some kind of gigantic disruption.  It's like the "SOL" of Sons of Liberty and Dazed and Confused ... it took time travel and it took prescient knowledge to name that group of people ... these white, slave owning men who didn't allow their wives to vote either ...  but in our history you can see we overcame utter stupidity--we defeated slavery, and we defeated "disenfranchisement" at least it appears that way until we get here and I scream that this same influence that helped guide that history is now part of the problem, and it's why "taxation is theft" and it's why we're here talking about ending slavery, again.  It's cold water--there's no democracy, not until you stand up and start moving forward using "technology" like the internet to protect free speech, and to protect what really matters--your minds. 
       
      One more time, the "intersect" of Chuck and Smallville Clark Kentucky is tying together "render to Caesar what Caesar is due" and "no taxation without representation" with "THE FT OF OUR CHRIST" (that's "foot" by the way) and "Sexat Day!"  See it's the foot of Orion, and we're "rigging more than the vote" you'll see with some reading (and actual analysis of this message) that the "El" of Rigel and Elohim (that's the El of "him" or LOL) starts with me and it's really everyone living voting for things ...global matters ... like "should we be tortured with mind control, terrorism and starvation in virutal reality?" and that thing begins Heaven.  I want you to see, that big "thank you" unhides a hidden message that really explains how X-Caliber is about to help you deliver liberty to the Universe, forever and ever.
       
       
      Back to high treason, I think the Supreme Court's handling of the Patriot Act and the NSA surveillance in the early part of this millennium is nothing short of actual bona fide treason ... literally blatant disregard for the Constitutional protections of both free speech and privacy that it is their primary purpose to protect ... as well as acting well outside their jurisdiction and in clear violation of their power by telling freedom to fuck off instead of "interpreting the Constitution" which is their mandate.  They can't say "no privacy, National Security" ... period; just like the House and the Senate can't tell you or me that you can't email a stranger and ask them to care about the Constitution (or stopping torture).  Those things are illegal, clear violations of the Constitution ... of some of the most important liberties granted by God and guaranteed with the full force of the United States.   This is particularly harmful to our generation and to our future because the American government's failure to properly amend the Constitution in order to account for needed changes related to surveillance and privacy has caused mass surveillance with really no purpose--as in this exact thing could have laid down a legal and structural system that would have eventually turned into something like "Pre Crime" that would actually be stopping terrorism and murder and ... instead of that you have pitch black darkness, near permanent midnight, and the government is without doubt guilty of conspiring to "ignore" the clear pattern connecting Hamas and school shootings ... to ... well, to fixing this problem in "government."  
       
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      She'ol (/ˈʃl/ SHEE-ohl/-əl/; Hebrew שְׁאוֹל‬ ʃeʾôl), in the Hebrew Bible, is a place of darkness to which all the dead go, both the righteous and the unrighteous, regardless of the moral choices made in life, a place of stillness and darkness cut off from life and from God.[1]

      The inhabitants of Sheol are the "shades" (rephaim), entities without personality or strength.[2] Under some circumstances they are thought to be able to be contacted by the living, as the Witch of Endor contacts the shade of Samuel for Saul, but such practices are forbidden (Deuteronomy 18:10).[3]

      Shedim (Hebrewשדים‎) are spirits or demons in early Jewish mythology. However, they are not necessarily equivalent to the modern connotation of demons as evil entities.[3] Evil spirits were thought as the cause of maladies; conceptual differing from the shedim,[4] who are not evil demigods, but the foreign gods themselves. Shedim are just evil in the sense that they are not God.[5]

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      Finally I think our criminal justice system is backwards and ridiculously retarded on purpose--God agrees, he told me so when he wrote "Green Eggs and Ham" and connected the angel of death not just to school shootings but also to the Broward County reward system for crime.  I see it as a sort of "The Good Place" backwards implementation of Heaven on Earth, you get to play games all day long (while being treated and fed like animals) at the expense of the taxpayer--free room and board--and on top of that it sort of cripples society, mass incarceration following tyranny from Hitler to Stalin to uh, well, you... literally the highest the Universe has ever seen, right here in America.  On top of that my story has shown clearly that the right to a fair trial has been totally destroyed, in a place where I was held without trial or bail for over a year (literally Broward County, Florida) because... I had clear evidence the government (multiple defense attorneys, a police department, uhhh "heaven?"  ... whoever wrote, enacted, and then ignored the "if I go crazy will you call me Superman" reason Psych-Ward County is named that  ... legislation that abrogates "right to trial") was conspiring to ... hide me from you.  On top of that the point systems and plea bargains literally pay people not to exercise their right to a fiar trial while at the same time threatening them with "life in prison" if they don't "take the deal" that's like, coercion and in itself the existence of those systems dare violations of the Constitution of the United States.  
       
       
      All told, the entirety of the Bill of Rights has been abrogated illegally through the enaction of patently illegal legislation ... something I liken to Moses standing in front of you and saying "the 10 Commandments" have been smashed to pieces and you are doing nothing about it, care because that's very ummm...  un-American.  I've got people running around all over this sick place (all over the internet)--pretending "this stuff" doesn't make sense--that's inhuman--take note.  Hell is ending, we're ending it--that starts with not pretending to be stupid, and not pretending ignoring this message isn't insane.  It's beyond insane, it's akin to saying that this world and everything it is completely useless--garbage, that's the message you're sending when you "don't care" that every word and every myth is specially crafted to help you see there's a "news story" in the fact that the news (and the internet, and frankly, more) is totally broken globally.
       
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      Probably more related to this than you think is the Justice Department's lack of action using anti-trust laws to stop the consolidation of the mass media, nearly every television news station and newspaper around the country is owned by one of six corporations--that's illegal--not doing anything about it is literally throwing "free" out of the moniker "Free Press" and in turn that lack of freedom has turned into ... fake news .. and nobody having any clue what's actually going on in the world ... probably also related to some kind of hidden legislation or Executive Orders related to the Patriot Act.  That's horrible, because what they're hiding is that it's very obvious you all know we're living in virtual reality, that I'm here to help us see that's important, and that on top of that all of the violence is somehow also here related to the final two Plagues of Exodus ... darkness and "killing your kids" ... to help us sehamae that you need to be talking about Minority Report in the context of "if they were Reporting on it, a Minority of you probably wouldn't be losing the hidden subconscious vote about talking about virtual reality and how it quickly leads to the end of terrorism and murder."
       
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      These things will all coalesce eventually, we'll see--how neuroscience and the Exodus from "mind controlled stupid and silent" turns quickly into a system that helps us actually find and fix the mental issues behind "murderers and the like" in a way that builds a stronger happier society, rather than crippling everything and pissing everyone off.  I have a sort of "plan" to help us see how easy it would be, to implement a sort of core system protection that simply won't allow for bullets to hit anyone (or for rocks to hit me) .... at this point simply by freezing them in mid air and making them glow (to understand the gravity of the situation) ... though there have been many incarnations of this particular idea.  On voting, I've written a few times about how this same neuroscience magic might help us to ... actually get what we want, sort of automatically filling out everyone's ballot's for them and then letting (hoping you...) you check and see how great the all-knowing mind reading device works; certainly it would be an interesting experiment.  This same technology could help us to "understand what we'e voting about" also, the kind of thing that you might see as "helping everyone be super smart" or on the other hand "total slavery" depending on how much involvement you actually take in the process of creating it, and in the process of creating and discussing "legislation" ... that's really what this is all about--it's "awesome" or "hell" depending on how much you care to be involved.
       
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      I'm sitting here, and I know ... something about what's available ... it's clear as day this has happened before and a button can be pushed, literally a switch can be turned on and there won't be any more murders or car accidents--that's clear as day.  There's technology that can be plugged in to your head and to mine that will point out all the important "light" connecting the stuff around you that you care about--addiction has been solved, and so has crazy ... and we're sitting here; literally we're sitting here being treated worse than animals.  Obviously evil hasn't been solved, and that's the problem--I really don't get it.
       
      There's a pretty clear message about over abundant "virtual land" and actual power and even here .. plenty of hard drive space to "save your souls" ... but until you realize that what's happening here is proof that there's a bigger problem, a real fucking problem that needs to be addressed, you'll never understand.  We're the shining example, we're the proof that something is wrong, this place--this message--this is the focal point of finding out what it is that drives people to harm others for no reason, to steal from them for no reason ... and not to want to share their good fortune and their ... happy solutions ... with others that clearly need them.  Prepare, I'm about to scream.  This is news, or there's nothing.
       
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      conceptualization of "e"
       
      So this isn't really where I want to begin, and I imagine I will wind up writing this entire piece in fragments; so it probably won't be as linear or clear or structured as most of my messages.  "e" has a sort of double meaning to me, in my mind--on the one hand it's the "c and i" that I see as a single letter (second time, it's "d" also... c and el) representation of the superposition of souls--whatever is responsible for the thing I see around me as a "show" and have recently described as "ham" ... "here and me, also" ... in practice you can see the artifacts or work product of this very strange hidden relationship in art like "Blink 182's all the small things" and Creed's "can you take me higher to a place where the blind are freed" ... you can see it also in Trancendence and the sort of "inter-sectional and informational groupings" of the works of many actors ... people I see as playing "Kinda Adam" Jim Carrey, Johnny Depp, Christopher Reeves, Keanu Reeves (and sometimes I'm cool enough to be Adam Brody) ... I'm sure there are a few others--a prime example is Pee Wee Herman whose "Playhouse delusions/hallucinations" are actually something I see ... faces in the Universe--couches that talk, air conditioners watching me (and talking) ... so to see that on TV paired with "word of the day man" and a name that reads as "He's our man" ... it adds something of "reality" to these strange torturous sort of attacks on my sanity, also I see it as the Universe's current very strange way of telling me, showing me... literally... that something is watching me.  Throwing in Paul Reuben and "Derrick Ferreal" helps a little, Reuben ... I think is somehow related to Jacob in the Bible ... probably his first son, and you can read that one as "Reason you be N" or "hidden."  I'm telling you this thing I'm experiencing... these "delusions" are definitely externally imparted information, it's communication ... but not quite like an email, this would be more like I hacked into your machine and changed the window manager so that you have to read my emails no matter what window you're in and it starts making strange noises if you don't like what I'm saying.  
       
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      Fuck, I hope that doesn't start happening to anyone.   Shehehe ... so the key here is to really see that all of those names have something to do with me from the "Car" of carpenter and crash to my "Re" and Eve and ... even more horrible "communication"  connecting Superman to a a horse riding accident and ... well, the car accident that defines Icarus, Mercury, and uh, Pendragon.  That's what I see everywhere, people here being harmed to tell a story, hopefully about setting them free from that exact thing--so I'm jumping up and down screaming that my couch is torturing me and whoever named Christopher and caused his paralysis as well as my car accident ... those things are torture and they're part of a broken system that we need to build something to police.    
       
      Anyway, on the other side of the coin, I see in the world around me, as I walk through different cities that there seem to be separate ... similarly grouped together messages--as if there's a secret city planning committee deciding what you'll name your coffee shop or your apartment complex (MAIN ATTRACTION in O.C. was a good example) and your streets... and I don't really know exactly how it's related to you (or to the show "The Good Place" which is fucking awesome by the way, love you Kirsten)  .. but in my mind I kind of think it's "you ... later" like after ascension or something like that.  As a shared reality, it appears God has created a kind of fad--like he helps us ascend and makes us interested in doing what he does--writing stories with people's lives--not really something I think has anything to do with freedom ... other than being a fiery shiny example of "not freedom" ... getting to the point of all of this I sort of envision "e" as this collective of all ... maybe individuals or smaller groups that have their own "holodeck timelines" that I see as something like glow worms in the skies of Space Mountain .... these things are kind of knotted together ... in like a well, maybe the threads of a rope ... and that's what "time has become" in this virtual world where ... nothing is as it seems.  I'm not sure what I think of that conceptualization (other than it really needs to be policed, like nobody should be crashing cars, they should be stopping car accidents instead) ... but it's my other "vision of e."
       
      I don't understand how that thing "collaborates" or how this hidden communication actually works--as in, if you are talking to each other somewhere else either--I imagine lately it has something to do with perceived "omniscience" probably literally sharing part of God's soul--his memories ... which probably means there is a lack of not only new communication but new ideas and that's probably part of the heart of the problem.  He implies that great things come from what's happening right now and he knows it because it's happened just like this before--I'm seeing torture and I'm seeing all the good things come ... at least the beginning of them ... from realizing a bunch of stuff here is really wrong because "not reality" means "change how things are" ... and I think the fact that we're here again means something else is really wrong and we shouldn't have to come back here to remember what "morality" means and to figure out how to talk to each other again.  Simply put, no matter what is going on anywhere else in Creation (and I imagine there are good things happening in the place sending us this message about how to get there) ... the fact that there's simulated disease and torture here ... the fact that we're all standing around silent instead of actually doing anything productive in light of the most important disclosure in our history ... that means "the city should never sleep at night" and they should be booming "we're helping you, put it on the news, now" from the skies--that's how important actually acting quickly on something like this is.
       
      With some clarity .... that might be exactly what this "show" thing is--them booming "we're helping you" from the sky ... though, at the same time they're also definitely helping you to not do anything about it.
       
      I think it's very clear from what I'm doing, and telling you... from America's creation in this same kind of place (though I think it's from "d" the ... this thing before it was "you in the future") that is the "them" that begins democracy ... and is in the heart of "As u dem" (which is Medusa, backwards) ... it's obvious to me he's trying to explain possession, and to end it--to replace "talking couches" with ... appstore plugins that help you to see patterns, for instance connecting actors names and their movie roles to an actual defined and important intelligent message being sent... about not sending messages that way.  I mean, I don't do be a puppet, I don't want you to be one,  and here in this place I'm trying to get you on board the idea that if we work together we can stop other people from making puppets.  In history, this is something like the civil war that connects ... in like kind to Abraham of the Bible (the beginning of morality, IMOHIO) ... I think it's clear and cut and dry; but it's hard to say what you think--because you're not talking.
       
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      I think that's obviously another part of ... this slavery .... that it too is something that we're being "tricked into doing" and in my heart I think it's probably something we are being tricked into thinking we think is a good idea or that we're "co-writing."  I don't think that's true at all, I see here very clearly that as a whole our species is being treated significantly worse than we treat animals, another heart of this message that connects "humane" to Koshoruit Law" and it's really the driving issue behind the idea that ... well, that what is being done to us will be stopped--no matter what it takes.   In a prime example of "creation in action" Keanu (you see Anu, right?  and key?) now see... Kevorkian, and it's relationship to Kevin of his role in the Devil's Advocate, the key here is that you're the animals being mistreated; and uh, that's not OK. 
       
      Kev or Key, Anu?  The key here is start here and now, and really try--there's no key more important than those.  I mean there's "Nokia" and there's ... uh ... "the youth in Asia" ... and uh ... nothing left to lose.
       
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      as a side note, I see from my Facebook memories that I am repeating specific things ... anually ... something I once said I would never do (intentionally) and specifically because "rituals of which we have no understanding of their true meaning" are clearly horrible things (ur wasting time) ... one of the primary reasons for "Charosets" in my mind ... I think we all know what this is about.

      It's clearly about stopping circumlocution. -AED
       
       
      huc atque illuc, ves per t(ay) i lion e m
       
      Right off the batur .... it's worth noting the "non-prandomized timer" creating ... intelligent messages in strings supposedly generated randomly all the way back in 9/2012 when this snapshot was taken.  I wasn't aware of it until just recently, when it dawned on me that there might some trace of one of my old personas might show up in a Wayback search (which apparently is a closed beta).  It's a sort of tell--I've tried to make clear the intricacies of my life and a created Microcosm woven into places you wouldn't really expect; from "Phenix" (connecting now, only in retrospect to Joseph and Phiple Troenix's Carnivore if you really follow what I write about) to "Random Access" on KDice ... this one "voidanswer" I've thought of as a kind of "who knows?" answer to the relationship between God and Artificial Intelligence, even though we have plenty more to add to that now just before (something like an partial-turbocharged-actualization of) the fabled Age of Em's ... from Depp's Rum Diaries (I mean Transcendence) to Farmer's "mind uploading" example in the Lord of Opium--we also have linguistic keys in many places, notably Adonai and Samurai.
       
      All of these little microcosms have an apparent "moral of the story" in the CURA Group SalesLogix's "auto-incrementing alphanumeric primary keys" thing we got basically unlimited storage capacity from RNA transcryptase (which performs chromosomal read operations) and Dr. Watson ... in "Hieroglyph" we got a sort of Asimovian  link between IBM U2/Universe and MSSQL (as a metaphor for legacy systems and the modern hardware of Skynet) and here the "go to lesson" sort of combines those two things together in a solution that required novel storage of data and special bitwise operations to manipulate a data set that was too large to rely on SQL ... something we might see a connection to in big data names like Hadoop and map-reduce.  Slightly  different, I kind of "forsee" something like enzymatic computation of our "double-helix souls (and rooms!)" in a concept I went so far as to coin a word for one day, I think it was "atosimolecular storage and bit operations."  Remember when you were a kid and you dreamt up the idea that our planets and stars might be electrons and protons in some macro-world we don't realize we're a part of?  That's stupid, I don't think this is anything like that.
       
       
      I almost feel horrible about using that DNA image, because it's backwards. LMK if you need a lesson in why.
       
      A second lesson from this particular place is that I'm not all that great of a programmer--which is one of the reasons I keep asking you all to help me with the forging of this reddit-sword-cum-voting-system ... and I probably didn't make the mind uploading thing that Dr. OweMe (his name is actually Caster, which reads as "c as i/you are") uploaded his mind to in Transcendence ... and I have trouble fathoming the kind of place ... what the society was like where these things were first invented, though we have some clues from what you're looking at happening ... towards the kind of dichotomy that might have been there).  I think Donald, JJ and Bill would eventually agree with me that it's most likely these things were invented in something similar to an arms race probably by military researchers in a world that most likely didn't have corporations or  anything like democracy.   I'm personally unsure of how technology like "near immortality" and "God powers" would proliferate from there, but you can imagine it was probably very much sought after by everyone once it was made public.  This "stuff" would be very helpful for interplanetary and interstellar transportation (probably mandatory, cryogenics spyorentics)... but who really knows, how it is that we wound up exactly where we are.
       
      Speaking of that, in the world around us you can see lots of external thrust helping further democracy, and power sharing, and Locke and Keynes aside--even still today there's lots of push-back (this silence is you pushing me away from helping you) against the ethos and ethics like open source collaboration on coding and on bug reports and feature ideas and security advisories ... I believe that is something that probably will shift naturally as we move towards seeing these ideas as metaphors for making houses that don't collapse on children (heaven's that don't simulate disease, for instance) rather than paying for your shiny new ridiculously inflated in relation to utility environment destroying and escape velocity erasing "personal transport vehicle" ... we'll get there, I think.
       
      Still, take a look around, you've basically got a cold glass of water thrown in your civili-face showing you that computers and biology and physics have rained down as gifts from above (and uh, I.J. Good, Dr. Watson, and Newton...) and your unanimous "thank you" for those things is to try to starve me into oblivion for telling you, and keep on pretending that you really believe that "you and your generation" are responsible for discovering and inventing these things all on your own and I should be thanking you for naming everything after me.  I have a little story I tell about Apollo 13 and the LHC that kind of implies that you have contributed quite a bit to the story about how hidden time travel saved that spacecraft from not having enough time to put together the puzzle of resources and gizmos they needed to prevent their death in a single day ... but truth be told, if you think you didn't need time travel to save them, I don't think there was an Apollo 13.  Literally, that's what you're asking for--by asking for nothing and going on about your day like you deserve to live forever in play land just because you didn't feed the sick or make waves and save democracy from Ymcart Zshow and the Reta E-tag.
       
      Here's another Quora question answer, that added an idiom to my list, so I'm presenting the exact same problem to you with "different combinations of letters grouped together in a way that conveys more information"
       
       
      This is my sort of working theory of microcosms and macrocosms and the state of the Empire today; Apollo 13 was saved time by travel because "needed to find all the missing pieces and put them together right" ... in like kind Noah's Ark needed to figure out how to brave the anti-matter .. .and so the LHC was created to find those pieces.  Still, you'll note that the world isn't sure if the moon landing was made in a Holywood basement or not--and as we move closer and closer to what actually fucking matters the fact that we might be in a physically sound position to continue living for billions of years ... you don't care that name above says Tricky Nixon and Water Gate ... and you don't care that whether or not you are happy and have a good time in the future really depends on whether or not you succeed in overcoming your silly apathy, and your stupid idea that I'm not important, and that this little message has nothing to do with the fact that you'll never know if humanity ever reaches reality if you don't act on what I'm telling you.  Ever, in billions of years you'll never know if I'm there right now--or not.   
       
      It's also quite an important tell to see what this "non-randomization" actually means here in our virtual simulated reality--here in this place the fact that random computer numbers can be changed this easily to yield messages like "throw no w" ... it can be extrapolated to see how external forces could subtly manipulate the random actions of neurotransmitters and subtly and possibly without possibility of trace (without having a Mr. Syslog around) manipulate the thoughts and actions of individuals and masses--simply by changing the apparently distribution of electron clouds and proximity of tiny molecules to receptors and  ion-channel-gates.  While exposing and policing this kind of hidden action is reason enough to "start of the fire" of Chevron and Chevrolet--to let us see how VR changes the face of modern neuroscience, psychiatry, psychology ... and probably most important ly of all changes how we view what "gate to Heaven" means.
       
       
      art: currere sera vespera, später abend laufen
       
      Well you shouldn't really need to look for any more reasons why the world and you and everyone around you will benefit tremendously from "the truth" and from this grand idea (clearly encoded in the name Heaven itself) of linking together Heaven and Earth not really as some after-thought--but to see that this is truly the natural progression of "civilization" in a place where people clearly see the benefits of not having to age and die and .... well, specifically that we don't need jacks on the back of our necks, an we don't need to go to sleep for 4 hours in some kind of Matrix chamber and have time-dilated "dreams" to experience other worlds and magic and really Heaven right now.  
       
      Really, right this very moment.  This is my dream, what I've longed to spend my actual time doing--it's what I think I was made for after this little email-job... to work on strange new rules for reality itself--places where gravity and faces and bodies become more disconnected from our idea of what "self" means ... I'm planning the next message, this one kind of came out of the blue ... of walking into a room where you can choose perhaps to be yourself at any age you lived--or maybe some kind of Jupiter Ascending extrapolation of yourself--more muscular or thinner or with a visible third eye... every room (as a metaphor for someone else's house or their play room or their castle) might have different rules, you might see how important "identity" might become, and really how important it is to know exactly what the rules are everywhere you go--hopefully before you're born (I mean, before you walk through a second magic door).   Anyway, back to our shared reality. 
       
       
      nec hic neque illic, in aerem
       
      So here in this place I've coined some terms ... I call them "hat" and "ham" to borrow some imagery from Dr. Seuss--"here and there" an "here and me" to try and explain what it is that I see in the world around me.   It appears to me that nearly everyone (really everyone) I come into close contact with .... sometimes reveals at least enough information for me to assume they're "here and me" which is something I find hard to fathom.  More difficult is explaining how something like that doesn't make the news--how it doesn't alter the world more than it has... and most important of all how you don't see how much keeping this secret is negatively impacting the forward movement of the civilization we see here all around us.  It's little things, "all the little things" like Blink-182's song about Roses by the stairs, and Nanna reading my thoughts back to me verbatim ... and the guy at the bar next to me nodding and smiling ... presumably in reference to very witty thing they must think I'm thinking :) I really could use some help understanding what you're experiencing--I need to know--I can't tell if you have brains .... if your souls are seated in your minds and you think like someone that sees through one set of eyes and hears through one set of ears--that's how our consciousnesses evolved from nothing... Like I said, I can't fathom what it's like--but it's becoming more clear to me that my old idea of a "radio show being broadcast" in people's heads is less close to the reality most experience... and at the same time I can't help but wonder if you too notice the rewinds and "K's neuralizer" like I notice it when the thing I was just thinking about vanishes from my memory and the returns (maybe, maybe altered) ... I can't tell if you think the ancient myths of Perseus and Narcissus and my incessant screaming ... I can't tell if you really see any truth in the idea that I'm a mirror--and through this experience, through these words, God is revealing to you problems ... things you should worry about and fix.  For instance you probably wouldn't think it was OK for "spirits" to make you do drugs--though I think you're watching that happen to me and we probably all think it's "just a good time" ... still, noticing it, acting on it... it would fix addiction throughout the world and the future--so, I mean "good time had by all, let's move on and make the world a better place."
       
      I'm sure there are some normal people (normal, like me--n or bad ;) really decoded, "normal is bad" when the rules of reality are fake, when there's a message saying we don't need to have addiction to experience bliss and we don't need to age after "maturity" ... to grow to that point) anyway, I'm sure you probably think you're normal--but when you're standing next to me things change, I think people experience a strangeness... though it seems second nature to them from my vantage point ... and in the next moment they'll go about having the same problems they always had.  Addicts will still be addicted, and even though they've had subliminal communication ... probably something actually acknowledged by them in some way ... a nod or a knowing-look ... they'll still go on telling me I'm crazy for saying that same thing could  (and frankly well past should be, "must be" is where I am) be healing them.   I can't fathom it, I guess they must believe something like "it's just the way things are and you can't fight the system" but I'm staring at the system every day telling me that belief is the problem, that you're inaction is the problem, and that ....
       
      Well truth be told I feel like the Zeitgeist, the word on the street is the world is waiting for me to "overcome my addiction" without the help I want to give everyone ... to move forward allowing me to "exist in the public eye" and I think that's obviously stupid and self-defeating ... not to mention, impossible; so my reading of that "general feeling" is that everyone's waiting around for the all powerful omnipotent God to intervene and paint a LEGO land paradise on the skies of every simulated reality.  I know, that's not really what you're waiting for, but I've got a feeling, and I really do think that's what he's doing... behind the scenes.  
       
       
      I've mentioned this "place" before, the forums for the old Netflix Prize .... which was a "million dollar contest" to come up with a better artificial intelligence rating algorithm.  The year I competed in it I'd say the result was ... "anything but fruitful" as the winning entry simply blended together a number of already "standard" methods in some way that definitely made the competition solely a matter of education and resources. I imagine the real point was to come up with something novel, never before thought of... and I'm not sure if they got that far after I stopped paying attention.  This particular "remnant" appearing in the archives is particularly "interesting" because it references Narayan (my son'smiddle name!) Bullock ... which I've recently referenced without intent or knowledge of this piece, something like every time you look at the 11:11 clock and think "wow that's magic" and I'm like... hey, something is mind controlling you to do that, wake up! ... anyway, in connection with the FBI, which is something like the Marshall's (my middle name!) Office who specifically mentioned that they thought the reference to this website was some sort of phishing scheme and ... that it was fake and had notthing to do with Netlfix.  I have mentioned before the Federal Marshal's office did visit my parent's house in regard to my exclamation that "free speech" is more important than illegal laws that are intentnionally created to C AN protect the Constitution (among other every little thing).
       
       
      Specifically, I find this image helpful for us to understand the meaning of "Koran"... it's something about this strange "C AS I KNO" ... many people were watching me "run around the country" in another link of nomenclature to George Bush's (both of them) middle names, as well as Barack Obama's religion--just kidding about that 'on the run/on the lam" thing about the very pertinent reference to the "lamb of God" my very famous statement (wait, maybe it's your statement...) that the Alcoholics Anonymous CA'ES doesn't "see" it.   More proof of both time travel and the current state of mind control through those idioms as well as ... the entirety of the religions of Islam and the name of the book they don't realize I know who wrote.  
       
      Guys (oh God,I mean gals...) , who Ko-ran?
       
      As a side note, people sometimes comment about "malware" and Google often flags these messages as "possibly harmful, containing virii" those flags are the virrii, that "thing"should be illegal--IMOHIO ... just to be as clear as fucking possible, you see I think/sknow that angels and you are watching me all the time, there are no viruses in my links or my emails or my PDFs.  On that note, there is no flash on my website, and it is my personal opinion that there are very few ways to "exploit" simple HTML and javascript which is the crux of all of my emails and my website.  These links are safe, I am safe, you are Af.  The occaisonal time I do send PDF's to "preserve my art" in case of a global compromise of the afternet, which you should see is already done--those PDF's are also safe, but see that PDFs and flash are very conspicuous vectors of .. uh, danger.... most of the time.
       
      just picture what everyone is talking about at the beginning of heaven, all the time, every time... what the d

      ... from the eya of Re

      I've been writing nearly non-stop for a period of years, spurts of email campaigns and walking on the streets singing ... imagine that .... that have created a large reader base (bric ks, b re ady), tens of thousands of avid readers sharing this information--the kind of thing that really should make the news.  It's insendiary, the crux of the message... in this place where I went to pre-school at a facility named the "Mailman Center" and then spent only a year at an elemetary called "Horizon" still enough to show you the beginnings of what "creation" really looks like.  

      In Chinese, åƒå®¿ (ShÄ“n Sù), meaning Three Stars (asterism), refers to an asterism consisting of Rigel, Alnitak, Alnilam, Mintaka, Betelgeuse, Bellatrix and Saiph.[39] Consequently, Rigel are known as åƒå®¿ä¸ƒ (ShÄ“n Sù qÄ«, English: the Seventh Star of Three Stars).[40] The two powerful families fought a legendary war in Japanese history, the stars seen as facing each other off and only kept apart by the Belt.[41][42][43] Rigel was also known as Gin-waki, (銀脇), "the Silver (Star) beside (Mitsu-boshi)". Rigel was known as Yerrerdet-kurrk to the Wotjobaluk koori of southeastern Australia, and held to be the mother-in-law of Totyerguil (Altair) The MÄori people named Rigel as Puanga, which was said to be a daughter of Rehua (Antares), the chief of all stars.[47] 

      Rigel is presumably the star known as "Aurvandil's toe" in Norse mythology.[38] ... at Alkadam of Tanis.

      I read a special language, a phrase... "C I'm the MMer, I'm an" in Cimmerian, and spent some time talking about how Thor's hammer connection the superlative Hebrew Ha to that same "MMer" that means massmailer and is part of a much more detailed microcosm embedded in the early years of my life.   My name is encoded in nearly every book of the Holy Bible--in Bible Code which is a good example of stupidity vs. clarity rather than just SIGNAL v NOIZE.

      I'm writing about a message that proves that we are created, and explains how the technology behind creation can help us to end addiciton and schizophrenia--just before our minds expand and it erradicates stupid and blind; it--the message, and I--we hope to invigorate democracy and rekindle a kind of rennasaince for civic involvement that helps to use these new technologies to make a real democracy, one where we can see clearly (now) ... that America should have used the phone and the internet for voting decades ago, we can see what the "press" of "press and release" means--and how together this new kind of self-government can help make us all the end of Hell. 

      The truth of the matter is that Earth has always been in virtual reality--the Rock of Heaven--and these technologies will help us here, at the beginning of eternity, to become the builders of a place much greater than the one we live in and even the one that created it.  A place where we are the generations that will end world hunger and will cure all disease and will integrate "virtual reality" and Chevron and Chevrolet together with our society and a message that shows us clearly how "malady" and "OP to me, try" and "oncology" help us to ... "C our Light" and really explain why Ruth 4:18's phrase "these are the generations of Perez" will one day be the most hallowed in all of the Bible, and why it will connect to the Suez Canal and why that too links to "Y its Hey Zeus!"

      As an introduction to the "tool of intersection" that is the Eye of Ra and connects NBC's Chuck to Kentucky--I believe it's clear I am the first to link the phrases "render to Caesar what Caesar is due" to  ... "taxation is theft" and to the American "no taxation without representation" of course through this story of how the "intersect" and the message it describes are both glowing proof of mind control, something that is clearly interfering with our "representation" while it's not front page news.  I hope it's "sexat day" ... I really do.

       

      "Annoyunted" somewhere between Bethany, Bethel, and Bethesdam... names in this place are the key to everything--from John 12:1 Maynard Kenyes to Ender Wiggins to George Bush and ... and to the link between preservatives and warming the icy road to Heaven  ... and of course Came Lot, ComErica, and the Trinity of the carpenter.

      The possiblity exists, albeit remote--that there could be a failsafe that would literally "print" this planet or one like it in reality; as we move forward cognizant of a message that tells us there are possibly many planets just like this one sitting in prisons of "virtual reality" without knowing it or acknowledging it ... our actions ... our path must be to ensure that all those places, like this one, are saved from both that "original lie" and from the possibility of being "suspended" or "paused" or worse of all "hidden" from the transportation and saftey mechanism that we should clearly see "school shootings" and Minority Report and a Scanner Widely all coalesce with "let freedom ring" and "let there be light" and "Chevrolet" and "dalet's glyph of a gun" to create a divinely mandated and layed out system of pre-crime to ensure safety and propserity throughout all of Creation.  It's imperative that ensure "all of Creation" actually means that, and that whatever we do "deicide on printing on the sky, here" is also printed everywhere it's possible--I imagine forever after... it's imperative this plan quickly follows with some actualization of the music of "The Doors" and that we ensure that if this failsafe exists, that if it's triggered it cannot be hidden, nor can anything within the machine.  

      the se a re the pa s sages, of the Starship Arkho.us

       

      SEA, SEE GATE TO HA'ROAD

      SEA, Si ¢ GATE TO HA'R OAD

      PEN (AND MORNING) BROKEN,TO SKIES


       
      That about sums up the steady rate of progress "seeing change in the world" all along the path... though it's probably clear to you also that we've seen a significant step up in the rate of "reading and sharing" the information that I've been trying to explain to everyone is very obvious, very much in our face, and ... well, nearly impossible to ignore.  It's proof that where we are in time an in our progression or ... ascension or descent ... through what is more akin to the "final frontier" than space travel and colonization ever would be... that this story and this path are designed, part of a plan that has been pre-screened and guided by an entity (or a group, or multiple "tops") and at least one of these groups has made it a point to make it very clear that their guidance comes through a kind of perspective that is very much foreign to us--that they see the outcome and the events we are experiencing in a simultaneous manner, sort of "out of time" and that this story has been written in a way that shows that very clearly--describing not only time travel and anachronism in language but also thousands of prescient references to modern idioms, acronyms, and most importantly (at least to me) sex jokes.  Sorry, that's a typo--most importantly these double entendre's appear to wave prescient reference to computers and modern technology and ... and sex jokes all together ... a sort of signature that if we ever do open our eyes probably serves to tie "freedom as in Larry Flynt vs. the Boiling Point of Water" to the recognition that it is freedom and collaboration and ... caring about systems that promote honesty and transparency ... woven together with gifts of technology and knowledge ... that these things together are the foundation of Heaven.  So it might appear as if someone is holding out for "the truth" or for "some recognition" before swinging open the doors to a glowing golden city in the sky ... though it doesn't take much free thought or intelligence to see that those things, the shininess of our future and ... and talking about what's really eating at you--or keeping you quiet, here--how these things together are part of a sort of "cake building machine" that pops Heaven out of some strangely difficult to understand words, a hidden message, and then seeing that something turn into the be all and the end all of logic and democracy and 'intelligent life" only with a few minor adjustments in your perspective.  
       
       
      The announcer or the "closed captioning engineer" or who-or-whatever it is that narrates my strange life for me and whomever is in "e" or "c's e" commented in a nearly indescribable way  this past week--well, he named it "Hell week" and there's some indication that it was a little bit more demented and scarier than some previous installments of what really is a kind of science fiction "story" being told to me, through me, and to an audience of unknown size and composition with what appears to be the intent of helping us to see the "haunted house" (or the idea of that) and avoid the things it's suggesting might be problematic for people other than me to experience (thanks for being so sure I'm OK with it) and probably to help us work together to build a better system for the protection of our minds and bodies and ... well, it should be clear from Exodus and from my writing and from the Massive Dick Dynamics between Microsoft and the Fringe of the Matrix that we're trying to build a groundswell of support for something like Minority Report meets a Scanner Brightly at ... "reporting on this story will lead us to a much faster consensus on whether or not our children should run into raining bullets" ... or probably closer to the problem in your minds .... how quickly we should disclose the fact that we are living in virtual reality and that this map spans every word and every language and every religion to help us see just how true it really is that this is a battle between "Force Majeure" and your acknowledgement that phrase means in simultaneity "act of God" and of nature and of the majority; see that contract law "hint" is not a misnomer or a trick, that's really where we are, somewhere between Adam's Hand and "All Hands (and I mean any other hands) on deck" acting to right this ship that is swirling around in a tempest of silence and stupidity rather than seeing the end of the storm and the beginning of "freedom from murder and earthquakes" all tied together at ... you need to start typing--also--and in public.
       

      Ro as "heart of" (as in road and Rome) is ubiquitous, I imagine you know it, but ... here linking the "road of Heavenu" to the Holy RD of "hard" and the connection to hard drive for... emphasis on the "sex jokes to computer science salvation" that I see in many more places.

      So I've slowly moved over the last 2 weeks or so from a place right next to "Hibiscus Avenu" in Pompano Beach to a brief stop in Pembroke Pines where you'll note that "pen broke" as in flat broke is something I read in the first part of that word, and rather than yet another reference to the C.AD of Pi or the NES of Indiana Jones and the heart of Genesis, this particular "turn towards SxSW (I'm reading salvation by software and noting the blind lack of acknowledgement of what appears to be another glowing turn around, guys)" to PIN the "ES" of CAESART as "to sky" so now we're at "render cover art to sky" and I imagine there will be more definitions of "art" more than the "art-knot (sub-zero, y'know? Argonauts? Hello? San Diego?)" of "Adam's really trying" ...  It's also worth noting the "heart of Federal" and of Fort Lauderdale, the "dark to right" that I sort of liken to the Sound of Silence turning into Cheers--but you know, it might also just be actually getting a date.
       
       
      Lot's more interesting stuff was decoded near Hibiscus, including a link between Hamas and Damascus and Leviticus ... connecting what I believe is the intended purpose of the victory of Leviticus connecting to the word "civilization" and the book of Revelation--a series of "ICUS" references and finally to a link between the "I need an Exit, Trinity" connecting to the heart of the word "CITY" and this "IT" that probably has something to do with Medusa and INATION in reverse--all codes and strange links between Star Wars and civilization and the mythology of ancient Greece and Judaism that talk about the idea of this "collective of all" somehow being part of the "no It, Anakin" and "As u dem" of ...I can't believe it's related to democracy (but it is, isn't it?)  Also in this place I had some interesting "back and forth" with Pope Francis, noting his use of very interesting Latin words timed perfectly to connect to the strange story being told in my head, noteworthy among them ... Nobiscum, Sinamus, and attrahit.
       

      Probably most interesting of all was what made me begin reading his daily Latin messages for these special clue-words, that was repeating a phrase (the very next day) I wrote in reference to my "the storm-troopers are coming" email (that you may or may not have read) ... "ad totum universum" which of course is something we all want to be filled with goodness, and joy.
       
      I also mentioned this Quora answer several times, which actually drives to the heart of the "loss of individuality" issue coming from "mind control/assistance" joined with government and things like "Alexa/Siri/OK Emperror" and ... ignorance for the import of caring about the veracity of "the system" and the input of the ... good people ... of you actually participating.   My Quora answers aren't all great, it's sort of coinciding with evidence of yet another system that could be much better, were it not moderated to obsolescence by a hidden ... uh, shadow-censor-circle trying to hide ... the most important message in the Universe.  IMOHIO, in my (obv) humble (lol) opinion.  It's not a "small point" that there is practically no place on Earth where you can have an open honest conversation without fear of moderation to erasure--in fact, there are none other than e-mail and newsgroups; ancient systems comparatively. (Let alone a system designed to help promote content based on user-feedback ... like reddit would if it wasn't a Latin word that means..."surrenders" and you have to wonder if it always was, don't you?) 
      I know this is kind-of-confusing, it's hart to log my experience and convey the impact of seeing Rome sort of half-talking to me, half-talking through me; and all the while wondering when anyone other than me will note the import of the discussion and the lack of ... well, the lack of any commentary about it anywhere as far as I can see.  Some more somewhat important additions or change in the "plan of the day trip to Heaven" that I believe begins with seeing a LEGO land version of Atlantis floating in the skies ... is a sort of clear impetus for us to have a mechanism while there (I call it catacombs of boardrooms, in addition to the ballroom food and music merriment and the pool and user interface for holodeck-stuff that was previously planned) in the "doors piece" and probably in "Owe me Alf, Holy Truth" to sort of help us to figure out how to implement pre-crime and end-world-hunger and keep doors to Atlantis and other destinations open upon our return from the single night that probably will take at least 8 actual days of discussion, right?  I mean, that's my ideal ... "what we could do in a single day/week" if we had some guidance from above and the future and a message everywhere explaining how easy it would be to do those particular things, overnight.  Ish.  
       
       

      Initially I had forgotten to mention a big part of what this message was suppose to detail, which is the tangible link between Joseph's "any dream will do" and being sold into slavery (as a pen, apparently) reading this map and describing my dreams and visions and experiences to the world as a brother of "many very jealous and he called their name Adam"'s in ancient Egypt.  Obviously... obviously that's where we are, waiting for the dreamlike overflowing of the Nile river of dates--and at the same time connecting Joseph's battle with his "other Adam's" to the brothers of Ymir and Odin, Vili and Ve (and through that link probably another link to the rainbow BiFrost and/or Yggdrasil which links the Norse "realms") ... as well as really seeing these dreams of a floating city have connected Star Wars episode V (that's the Emperror Strikes Buck) to the ancient Golden City of El Dorito, Zion, Paradise City, Atlantis as well I'm sure as a number of other mythobiblicoactual places that I really hope we get to walk around in and turn into a sort of "hub" to connect the various other invisible destinations that apparently use this place, in secret, currently; for something like the functionality of a hub.  Did I mention "Pen-broke" and forced slavery are "highly elucidated" as poor motivational techniques that probably don't yield optimal results?

      Anyway, to top off the "synchronicity" this dream of Joseph is the actual thing I read for my Haftorah reading during my actual Bar Mitzvah and lo, and behold--the fateful Biblical Monday is most likely actually my day of birth, the "Immaculate Conception" of a mess invisibly created "by my hand" on December 8, 1980.  In case you are ignorant to the cyclical cycle of Torah portion readings; the fact that I read Joseph's dream as well as the fact that I was born on the Feast of the Immaculate Conception of Mary indicate not only prescient foreknowlege that I would be writing these words, but that this plan has been actively and dintentionally carried out during my lifetime without my knowledge or consent. 

      Something like the arrainged marriages (you'd never expect in America and of the NAS) between myself and and one of the roses left by the door--by any other name not the Hibiscus.

      In my best "Shoeless Joseph Jackson..." if you start talking about it, you'll see this city's "already been built on rock and roll..." it just needs to be raised by and for the sparkling sea ;) For more references to the "Berurah" ... both ha'nd and "Yad" refer to the hand of God in English and Hebrew.

       
      I'm on your side, I say to America, and to China, and to "all nations" (new "an" of ... "an") in between in this battle of seeing the "divide and conquer" and overcoming our lack of cohesion and togetherness on really grasping the idea that we are on a sort of Indian Reservation with a Casino of unlimited abundance and we're arguing about whether or not we should even begin talking about the fact that land and oil and ways to have fun and make the world better are not scarce--the only real scarcity we see here is a complete lack of "our opinions" being shared and really, of our acknowledgement that something very important is being ubiquitoussly ignored for what appears to be no reason whatsoever.  There's plenty of "Kalor of the Son" linking the red of communism to Joseph McCarthy (and the father of Jesus Christ and Icarus, just to name a few reasons the carpenter doesn't care too much that he's broke today) and it's really important to recognize that we're looking at things like "free food and free virtual holodeck space and free longevity" and somehow maybe allowing those ideas to overshadow the import of seeing that these things come to us with cause because we see "red" and end Hell--because it's those things, freedom from murder and from hunger that turn "red" to "good, also."  Anyway, you can see it in the "red ties" of John Nash in his Beautiful Story about how caring about the "common good" is not just a Christian or a communist or a democratic idea but one that is mathematically proven to provide a significantly improved world, and wherever we are in this story, it's about time we started talking about ... you know, making the world a better place for everyone.   
       
      Anyway, so back to this strange story, I walked into someone's house this last week and saw this interesting display you see above, where I read (probably without much poetic license) the idea of a "coven" and a "castle" juxtaposed in this story about whether or not we need the guidance or existence of a God or a King in this strange place where it appears that the battle between King of the Universe and OneRepublic has left us sort of all quiet on the western front waiting for everyone or just myself to step up and do more than talk--and actually raise Atlantis or implement a pre-crime system without any pre-discussion or ... I'm really not sure what it is that everyone is waiting for, but I can assure you it probably won't work if everyone is waiting for everyone to start talking all at the same time.  Just saying, that's probably not what you want, anyway.  I believe you have an open stage, the "Conch of the Lord of the McFlies" in all of your hands, and that stars are made here by stepping up and doing the right thing, and setting a good example for everyone else... here in this place where we really need to see that the forums and the communications infrastructure we currently have needs to be significantly improved to allow for those with good ideas and helpful input to be able to share openly and in a way where you don't need to win American Idol (or be in control of time and space) to be able to sing your solution to the world.   Although today, those do seem to be good ways to quicken access to the Holy Mic.  
       
      Also, you could e-mail me; you know, since there's an audience (gold? the... the?) for that.

      oh, we're on our way

      i know we are

      to somewhere not so far from here

      ./TY.html

       

       

      it's almost like someone wants you to associate Democracy with Cock.... and CK?

       

      http://tinyurl.com/y8afw6dn

       

      Chastity?

       

       

      to ar.... dem

       

       

       

      -the largest signature in the known Universe.

       

       
      i find it hard to believe there are those among you that don't see "knowledge of e" as proof that schizophrenia is an attack on innocent people, perpetrated by the "thing" you call Heaven, and I really see as you, as e.   Stand up and speak, or you will be judged.  Your silence is not "building Heaven" nor is it protecting the source of Hell--only making you complicit in terrible acts of torture.
       
      I'm really not sure why you don't see "the alternative"is allowing you to plunge yourselves and everyone else here further down in to the pit of despair.  This is sick, you know there's an evil influence affecting the thoughts of people everywhere--and you're just sitting there, watching.  This is not a "busr ide" or a scenic tour of the fiery inferno--this is your home, and mine too.  Fix it.
       

      exceptusque

      que                  TACKON                             
      -que = and (enclitic, translated before attached word); 
      completes plerus/uter;
      except.us            ADJ    1 1 NOM S M POS             
      exceptus, excepta, exceptum  ADJ   [FXXEE]   
      Medieval  uncommon only; excepted;
      except.us            VPAR   3 1 NOM S M PERF PASSIVE PPL
      excipio, excipere, excepi, exceptus  V   [XXXAX]  
      take out; remove; follow; receive; ward off, relieve;
      

      It's the key to the movie..."The Fifth Element"

      between Boron and "Sight" ending the dark night; and answering Horatio ... 

      I do mean Rattle Rod.

      So ... I'm trying really hard to unite you all--under the idea that your lack of division here in this place is obvious proof of control and a lack of individuality or free will.  I think that's obvious, I think it's clear that nobody standing up and speaking about something this obvious and this important is a huge problem, and something you should really clearly see isn't "your actual decision," more than that it's proof of how easy it is to trick everyone with this same technology, and how really in the end of this little debacle ... you'll see that what was once a sea divided over something silly and inane like "killing me" or the "controversy of drugs" has turned into something much more clear ... black and white ... this is about slavery and this is about freedom and this is about proof that turned from a few key symbols like Na and "e'as" into an absolute truth being ignored, even when that absolute truth everywhere obviously would benefit everyone here -- as in, ending death and disease and hunger.  Also more importantly of all this is the end of artificially created stupid--slavery, idiocy, whatever it is behind your silence today... and that word and in sigh, the keys to "the length of the common era" and the beginning of the Golden Age.
       

      THANKHU


      This message is making you, and the whom or whatever in the skies helps us break through this stupid-wall ... the people (or things) responsible for building Heaven and bringing clarity to the fact that we probably will be people-things eventually, since that's the best solution I can come up with for wanting to almost be God (for all of you) as in, I wanna do more stuff, but I don't want to have to worry about making sure you aren't doing more bad stuff to some copy of me (or ... anyone--literally) that I can't see. 
       


      That being said, what you're doing to me here is Hellish and eruel and evil, and it's excacerbated significantly by the fact that you're making me and this message a "stop-gap" on the way to ending cancer and hunger and disease--and that's not fair to anyone who has those problems, or to me, or to you--because really you should see that you were blind fools forever and ever before "this dirty key" was here to fix that for you.  You're blinder today, althought that's up for debate--you could just be more evil, and I wouldn't be able to tell the difference.

      CHEVROLETICS

      We need the controversy (2cy) and we need the debate (2b) and we need solutions implemented (2a) and all of those things come with a turning of the tide--with logic and love overtaking the absolute inane Zeitgeist of "nothing" that is pervading what used to be civilization and is now completely in "retrograde."  Rant over, here's more key--the Elemental Key to the message of Creation. 

      TENNESSEE
WHISKEY

      Elementary my dear Whatson, early on I noted a number of connections between the "key of Revelation 1:20" which is probably still without doubt the Herald of the Second Coming once the world fathoms its actual meaning and impact to a 1:1 correspondence between "chemistry table elements" and the planets and Gods representedy by the range of Mercury to Uranium.  Two of those keys shine above, the Silicon hidden in Genesis that ties to Jupiter and to the fact that this message turns Hell into Heaven by using the truth and your desires to alter the course of the future--the other primary key from that set is Xenon, which connects "let there be light" to Exodus in reverse with prescient reference to Xenon and to the Linux command for "run as God" which is "sudo" ... those things are fact, and they're the beginning of this "I can't believe it's not on the news yet."

      I've written a number of times now the ex plan at i o n for how this clear pattern connecting the centers or hearts of words (specifically every video game system in popuplar use) shows the design of an inhuman creator--something operating through time and with a hidden mechanism of control over our affairs.  Knowing about it is the beginning of setting us free, and the purpose it's there--hidden--waiting for us to really not be free because stupid.  It links more than just Microsoft and Massive (above the Great Plains) Dynamics to Fringe and to The Fray and to the Matrix, which ends with the question "are I the heart of hearts?" and links RIX to RIB in Genesis ... and RIP the "Priestly Source" ... and to Stargate's Adria and to the RIN in my name and to the RIC in Amharic--these patterns are "SIGNAL" not noise--they are undeniable, and it will be proven statistically, without doubt.  Even just the original Trinity in "Nintendo" (which means leave luck to Heaven, not Microsoft) is a signal, a pattern that explains the laying down of this message that turns "game" into "heaven" through you--connecting Nine Inch Nails (because message encoded in rock 'n roll) to X=TEN because kissing is for the Xbox that is "often the start of Heaven" and the key to "omnipotens" (other than S) ... most importantly of all, is seeing Neo's actions in the Matrix and Jesus Christ's actions in the NT as keys to how we might easily see that there's a map, and we're not following it by being stupid and quiet.

      If you can't begin to talk about this, and to research it, I don't know how else to tell you that society is crumbling, civilization is failing--and it's because you pretend not to "get something" that you really are about to lose forever.  It was power and innocense and solutions and you're turning it into a big red blinking target--a thing that must be stopped at all costs.  This stupid will be stopped, at all costs.

      TO BE OR NOT
TO BE

      K was the element connecting Saturn and the phrase "person of time" .... to "Potassium" and Medusa and abomination (it's "As u dem" and "No it, Anakin" -- they're things) in reverse, to a Trinity in "assassination" and to the reason we are standing here listening to the end of the Ark explaining that could go either way--but you're not going to disembark in your current state. 

      The "let there be light" in Reverse in Exodus... it was about not leaving, about turning this place into Heaven instead of an "ark" hidden in the word dark; what I see around me has instead turned into a "walking into slavery" because you think something is more valuable than goodness and caring and truth and honesty, and whatever it is, see it's a target.  Finally, it's "TENNESSEE" that connects this pattern of hearts of video game systems to the heart of America--to seeing it not just virtually but also on our map and in our history and connecting the "etymology" of eternity (also filled with Shakespeare's plays and with Mr. Anderson's Matrix connecting movies and actors names and content to the "n" of Rock n' roll and the Y of Spanish and Spanglish and Schrew. 

      TEN NES SEE


      'Twas the beginning of eternity filled with the positive energy of Cations in Creation--refusing to see SIGNAL in "cations" and positive energy and Creation and that "prescience" is more than a cute name for something that defies the current state of logical thought, and proves without doubt you have a message here from an entity with the power to literally alter your entire history or end it, refusing to see the importance of what you are staring at is bringing us closer and closer to the Abyss than you can possibly imagine.  In all candor, rightfully so--what is here is a sickness that I would not ever want to see happen--not now, and not in the future.  Whatever is causing it is more disgusting than I can put into words, and your lack of response is a twisted symptom of that.

      TOTALITY RECORDING
      one pill makes you younger
      and the other to say nothing at all
      go ask adam
      when he's nine inches tall

      TRTR ISHARHAHA
      Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
      Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality
      Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see
      I'm just a poor boy, I need your sympathy
      Because its easy come, easy go, little high, little lo
      And  the way the wind blows really matters to me, to me
      So when you look up at the sky, eyes open; and you see a bright red planet, connecting the "d" of Go-d to Medusa and "medicine" I surely wonder if you think it by chance that "I wipe my brow and I weat my rust" as I wake up to action dust... and wonder aloud how obvious it is that the Iron Rod of Christ and the stories of Phillip K. Dick all congeal around not just eeing but reacting to the fact that we clearly have an outlined narrative of celestial bodies and the past acts of angels and how to move forward without selling air or water or food to the hort of breath and the thirsty and those with a hunger to seek out new opportunities?  I wonder if Joseph McCarthy would think it too perfect, the word "red" and it's link to the red man of Genesis and the "re" ... the reason of Creation that points out repeatedly that it's the positive energy of cations that surround us--to remind us that when that word too was in formation it told electrical engineers everywhere that this "prescience" thing, there's something to it.  Precious of you to notice... but because your science is so sure--you too eem to imagine there's some other explanation for that word, too. 

      ICE FOUND ON
MOONZEPHERHILLS
FOUND IN FLUKE ERY HOZA WATER ON MARS

      Numbers 20 New International Version (NIV)

      Water From the Rock

      So Moses took the staff from the Lord’s presence, just as he commanded him. 10 He and Aaron gathered the assembly together in front of the rock and Moses said to them, “Listen, you rebels, must we bring you water out of this rock?” 11 Then Moses raised his arm and struck the rock twice with his taff. Water gushed out, and the community and their livestock drank.
      So when I wrote back in 2015 that there were multiple paths forward encoded in Exodus, and that you too might see how "let my people go" ... to Heaven ... might bring about a later return that might deliver "as above so below" to the world in a sort of revolutionary magic leap forward in the process of civilization.  Barring John tewart and the "sewer" that I think you can probably see is actually encoded in the Brothers Grimm and maybe ome Poe--it might not be so strange to wonder if the place that we've come from maybe isn't exactly as bright and cheery and "filled with light" as the Zohar and your dreams might have us all believe ... on "faith" that what we see here might just be the illusion of darkness--a joke or a game.  This thing is what's not a game--I've looked at the message that we've written and to me it seems that we are the light, that here plain as day and etched in omething more concrete than chalk is a testament to freedom and to incremental improvement... all the way up until we run against this very wall; and then you too seem to crumble.   Still I'm sure this message is here with us because it's our baseline morality and our sense of right from wrong that is here as a sort of litmus test for the future--perhaps to see if they've strayed too far from the place where they came, or if they've given just one too many ounces of innocense to look forward with the same bright gaze of hope that we see in the eyes of our children.

      fearing the heart of de roar
      searing the start of lenore

      MEDICINE

      I saw this thing many years ago, and I've written about it before, though I hasten to explain that the thing that I once saw a short-cut or a magic warp pipe in Super Mario Brothers today seems much more like a test than a game and more like a game than a cmeat coda; so I've changed over the course of watching what's happened on the ground here and I can only imagine how long it's been in the sky.  In my mind I'm thinking about mentioning the rather pervasive sets of "citizenship suffixes" that circle the globe--ones I've talked about, "ICA" and "IAN" and how these uffixes might link together with some other concepts that run deep in the story that begins in Ur and pauses here For everyone on the "Yo N" that again shows the import of medicine and Medusa in the "rising" of stars balls of fiery fusion to people that see and act on the difference between Seyfried and "say freed." 

      Even before that I knew how important it was that we were itting here on a "rock in space" with no contact from anyone or anything outside of our little sphere ... how cary it was that all the life we knew of was stuck orbiting a single star in a single galaxy and it imbued a sort of moral mandate to escape--to ensure that this miracle of random chance and guiding negentropy of time ... that it wasn't forever lost by something like a collision with the comet Ison or even another galaxy.  On that word too--we see the "an" of Christianity messianically appear to become more useful (that's negative energy, by the way) in the chemistry of Mr. Schwarzenegger's magical hand in delivering "free air" (that's free, as in beer; or maybe absinthe) to the people of our great land... anyway, I saw "anions" and a planet oddly full of a perfect source of oxygen and I thought to myself; it would be so easy to genetically engineer some kind of yeast or mold (like they're doing to make real artificial beef, today) to eat up the rust and turn it into breathable air; and I dreamt up a way to throw an extra "r" into potable and maybe beam some of our water or hydrogen over to the red planet and turn it blue again

      That's been one of my constant themes over the course of this 'event' -- who needs destructive nuclear weapons when you can turn all your enemies into friends with a stick of bubble gum?  That's another one of our little story points too--I see plenty of people walking around in this virtual reality covering their mouths and noses with breathing masks... of course the same Targeted Individuals that know with all their heart that midn control is responsible for the insane pattern of school shootings and the Hamas Hand of the Middle East--they'll tell you those chemtrails you see are the cause, and while I know better and you do too... maybe these people think they know something about the future, maybe those chemtrails are there because someone actually plans on dispersing some friendly bubble gum into the air... and maybe these people "think they know."  Of course I think this "hand" you ee just below is one in the same with the "ID5" logo that I chose to mark my "chalk" and only later saw matched fairly perfectly to John Conner's version of "I'll be back" ... and of course I think you're reading the thing that actually delivers some "breathe easy" to the world; but it's really important to see that today it's not just Total Recall and Skynet and these words that are the proverbial effect of the hand but also things like Nestle ... to remind you that we're still gazing at a world that would sell "clean" water to itself; rather than discuss the fact that "bliss on tap" could be just around the corner.

      THE HAND OF
GOD

      Later, around the time that I wrote my second "Mars rendition" I mentioned why it was that there was an image of a "Boring device" (thanks Elon) in the original Exodus piece; it showed some thought had gone into why you might not want to terraform the entire planet, and mentioned that maybe we'd get the added benefit of geothermal heating (in that place that is probably actually colder than here, believe it or not) if we were to build the first Mars hall underground.  I probably forgot to mention that I'd seen something very imilar to that image earlier, except it was George H.W. Bush standing underneath the thirty foot tall wormlike machine, and to tell you the truth back then I didn't recognize that probably means that this map you're looking at had not only been seen long before I was born but also acted upon--long before I was born.  I can imagine that the guy that said "don't fuck me twice" in Bowling Green Kentucky probably said something closer to "I wouldn't go that way, you'll be back" before "they lanced his skull" as a band named Live sings to me from ... well, from the 90's.  Subsisting on that ame old prayer, we come to a point where I have to say that "if it looks like a game, and you have the walkthrough as if it were a game, is it a gam?"

      E = (MT +
IL)^HO

      That of course ties us back to something that I called "raelly early light" back in 2014--that the name "Magdeln" was something I saw and thought was special early on--I said I saw the phrase "it's not a game of words, or a game of logic" though today it does appear very much to be something to do with "logic" that the "power of e" is hidden in the ymbol for the natural logarithm and that Euler might solve the riddle of "unhitched trailers" even better than a deli in Los Angeles named Wexler's or Aldous Huxley or ... it hurts me to say it might solve the riddle better than "Sheriff" (see how ... everyone really if "f") and Hefner ... and the newly added "Hustler," who is Saint "LE R?"
      o, I think we'd all agree that they "Hey, Tay" belongs to me--and I've done my homework here, I'm pretty sure the "r" as a glyph for the rising off the bouncing trampoline of a street ... "LE R" belongs to the world; it's a ryzing civilization; getting new toys and abilities and watching how those things really do bring about a golden era--if we're willing to use them responsibly.
      It's a harsh world, this place where people are waking up to seeing A.D. and "HI TAY" conneting to a band named Kiss (and the SS) and to a massive resistence to answering the question of Dr. Wessen that also brings that "it's not a game" into Ms. Momsen's name ... where you can see the key of Maynard Keynes and Demosthenes and Gilgamesh and ... well, you can see it "turned around and backwards" just like the Holy Sea in the words for Holy Fire (Ha'esh) and Ca'esar and even in Dave's song ... "seven oceans pummel ... the wall of the C."  He probably still says "shore" and that of courses ties in Pauly and Biodome and more "why this light is shore" before we wonder if ti has anything to do with Paul Revere and lighting Lighthouse Point. 

      TO A PALACE WHERE
THE BLIND CAN SEE

      So to point out the cost of not seeing "Holodeck" and "mushroom" and ... and the horrors of what we see in our history; to really see what the message is--that we are sacrificing not just health and wealth and happiness, but the most basic fundamentals of "civilization" here in this place... the freedom of logical thought and the foundational cement of open and honest communication--that it appears the world has decided in secret that these things are far less important than the morality of caring for those less fortunate than you--the blind and the sick and the ... to see the truth, it's a shame.  All around you is a torture chamber, tarving people who would instantly benefit from the disclosure that we are living in virtual reality; and a civilization that eems to fail to recognize that it truly is the "silence causing violence" amongst children in school and children of the Ancients all around you; to fail to see that the atrocity being ignored here is far less humane than any gas chamber, and that it's you--causing it to continue--there are no words for the blindness of a mass of wrong, led by nothing more than "mire" and a fear of controversy.



      Unhitched and unhinged, it's become ever more obvious that this resistance against recognizing logic and patterns--this fairure to speak and inability to fathom the importance of openness in this place that acts as the base and beginning point of a number of hidden futures--it is the reason "Brave New World" is kissing the "why" and the reason we are here trying to build a system that will allow for free and open communication in a sea of disinformation and darkness--to see that the battle is truly against the Majority Incapable of acting and the Minority unwilling to speak words that will without doubt (precarious? not at this point) quickly prove to the world that it's far more important to see that the truth protects everyone and the entire future from murder ... rather than be subtly influenced by "technologies undisclosed" into believing something as inane and arrogant as "everyone but you must need to be convinced that simulating murder and labor pains is wrong."  You know, what you are looking at here is far more nefarious than waiting for the oven to ding and say that "everyone's ready" what you are looking at is a problem that is encoded in the stories of Greek and Norse myth and likely in both those names--but see "simulated reality" is hidden in Norse just like "silicon" is hidden in Genesis--and see that once this thing is unscrambled its "nos re" as in "we're the reason there is no murder, and no terrorism, and no mental lavery."  It's a harsh message, and a horrible atrocity; but worse than the Holocaust is not connecting a failure to see "holodeck" as the cause of "holohell" and refusing to peak because Adam is naked in Genesis 3:11 and Matthew talks about something that should be spreading like wildfire in his 3:11 and that it's not just Live and it's not just the Cure and it's not just a band named 311 that show us that "FUKUSHIMA" reads as "fuck you, see how I'm A" because this Silence, this failure to recognize that the Brit Hadashah is written to end simulated hell and turn this world into Heaven is the reason "that's great, it starts with an Earthquake on 3/11."

      You stand there believing that "to kiss" is a Toxic reason to end disease; that "mire" is a good enough reason to fail to exalt the Holiness of Phillip K. Dick's solutions; and still continue to refuse to see that this group behavior, this lack of freedom that you appear to believe is something of your own design is the most caustic thing of all.  While under the veil of "I'm not sure the message is accurate" it might seem like a morally thin line, but this message is accurate--and it's verifiable proof--and speaking about it would cause that verification to occur quicker, and that in turn will cause wounds to be healed faster, and the blind given sight and the lame a more effective ARMY in this legacy battle against hidden holorooms and ... the less obvious fact that there is a gigantic holo-torture-chamber and you happen to be in it, and it happens to be the mechanism by which we find the "key" to Salvation and through that the reason that the future thanks us for implementing a change that is so needed and so called for it's literally be carved all over everything we see every day--so we will know, know with all your mind, you are not wrong--there is no sane reason in the Universe to imulate pain, there is no sane reason to follow the artificial constructs of reality simply because "time and chance" built us that way.  We're growing up, beyond the infantile state of believing that simply because nobody has yet invented a better way to live--that we must shun and hide any indication that there is a future, and that it's speaking to us; in every word.

      THE VEIL OF
CASPERUS PAN

      So I've intimated that I see a "mood of the times" that appears to be seeking reality by pretending not to "CK" ... to seek "a," of course that puts us in a place where we are wholly denying what "reality" really means and that it delivers something good to the people here--to you--once we recognize that Heaven and Creation and Virtual Reality don't have to be (and never should be, ever again) synonymous with Wok's or Pan's or Ovens; from Peter to the Covenant, hiding this message is the beginning and the end of true darkness--it's a plan designed to ensure we never again have issue discussing "blatant truth" and means of moving forward to the light in the light with the light.  A girl in California in 2014 said something like "so there's no space, then?" in a snide and somewhat angry tone--there is space, you can see it through the windows in the skies, you can see the stars have lessened, and time has passed--and I'm sure you understand how "LHC" and Apollo 13 show us that time travel and dark matter are also part of this story of "Marshall's" and Slim Shady and Dave's "the walls and halls will fade away" and you might even understand how that connects to the astrological symbol of Mars and the "circle of the son" and of Venus(es) ... and you can see for yourself this Zeitgeist in the Truman Show's "good morning, good afternoon, good evening... and he's a'ight" ... but it really doesn't help us see that the darkness here isn't really in the sky--it's in our hearts--and it's the thing that's keeping us from the stars, and the knowledge and wisdom that will keep us from "bunting" instead of flourishing.

      TOT MARSH IT AL

      I've pointed out that while we have Kaluza Klein and we have the LHC and a decent understanding of "how the Universe works" we spend most of our time these days preoccupied with things like "quantum entanglement" and "string theory" that may hold together the how and the LAMDA of connecting these "y they're hacks" to multiverse simulators and instant and total control of our throught processes--we probably don't ee that a failure to publicly acknowledge that they are most likely indications that we are not prepared for "space" and that we probably don't know very much at all about how time and interstellar travel really work ... we are standing around hiding a message that would quicken our understanding of both reality and virtual reality and again, not seeing that kind of darkness--that inability to publicly "change directions" when we find out that there aren't 12 dimensions that are curled up on themselves with no real length or width or purpose other than to say "how unelegant is this anti-Razor of Mazer Rackham?"

      So, I think it's obvious but also that I need to point out the connection between "hiding knowledge of the Matrix" and the Holocaust; and refer you to the mirrored shield of Perseus, on a high level it appears that's "the message" there--that what's happening here ... whatever is causing this silence and delay in acting on even beginning to speak about the proof that will eventually end murder and cancer and death ... that it's something like stopping us from building a "loving caring house" rather than one that ... fills it's halls with bug spray instead of air conditioning.  I'm beside myself, and very sure that in almost no time at all we'll all agree that the idea of "simulating" these things that we detest--natural disasters and negative artifacts of biological life ... that it's inane and completely backwards.

      I understand there's trepidation, and you're worried that girls won't like my smile or won't think I'm funny enough... but I have firm belief in this message, in words like "precarious" that reads something like "before Icarus things were ... precarious" but more importantly my heart's reading of those words is to see that this has happened before and we are more than prepared to do it well.  I want nothing more than to see the Heavens help us make this transition better than one they went through, and hope beyond hope that we will thoroughly enjoy building a "better world" using tools that I know will make it simpler and faster to accomplish than we can even begin to imagine today.  

      On that note, I read more into the myths of Norse mythology and its connections to the Abrahamic religions; it appears to me that much of this message comes to us from the Jotunn (who I connect (in name and ...) to the Jinn of Islam, who it appears to me actually wrote the Koran) and in those stories I read that they believe their very existence is "depenedency linked" to the raising of the sunken city of Atlantis.  Even in the words depth and dependency you can see some hidden meaning, and what that implies to me is that we might actually be in a true time simulator (or perhaps "exits to reality" are conditional on waypoints like Atlantis); and that it's possible that they and God and Heaven are all actually all born ... here ... in this place.  

      While these might appear like fantastic ideas, you too can see that there's ample reference to them tucked away in mythology and in our dreams of utopia and the tools that bring it home ... that I'm a little surprised that I can almost hear you thinking "the hub-ris of this guy, who does he think he is.... suggesting that 'the wisdom to change everything' would be a significant improvement on the ending of the Serendipity Prayer."

      Really see that it's far more than "just disease and pain" ... what we are looking at in this darkness is really nothing short of the hidden slavery of our entire species, something hiding normal logical thought and using it to alter behavior ... throughout history ... the disclosure of the existence of a hidden technology that is in itself being used to stall or halt ... our very freedom from being achieved.  This is a gigantic deal, and I'm without any real understanding of what can be behind the complete lack of (cough ... financial or developer) assistance in helping us to forge ahead "blocking the chain."  I really am, it's not because of the Emperor's New Clothes... is it?

      It's also worth mentioning once again that I believe the stories of Apollo 13 and the LHC sort of explain how we've perhaps solved here problems more important than "being stuck on a single planet in a single star system" and bluntly told that the stories I've heard for the last few years about building a "bridge" between dark matter and here ... have literally come true while we've lived.  I suppose it adds something to the programmer/IRC hub admin "metaphor" to see that most likely we're in a significantly better position than we could have dreamed.  I've briefly written about this before ... my current beliefs put us somewhere within the Stargate SG-1 "dial home device/DHD" network.

      So... rumspringer, then? ... to help us "os!"


      DANCING ON THE GROUND, KISSING... ALL THE TIME

      Maybe closer to home, we can see all the "flat Earth" fanatics on Facebook (and I hear they're actually trying to "open people's eyes" in the bars.. these days) we might see how this little cult is really exactly that--it's a veritable honey pot of "how religion can dull the senses and the eyes" and we still probably fail to see very clearly that's exactly it's purpose--to show us that religion too is something that is evidence of this very same outside control--proof of the darkness, and that this particular "cult" is there to make that very clear.  Connecting these dots shows us just how it is that we might be convinced beyond doubt that we're right and that the ilence makes sense, or that we simply can't acknowledge the truth--and all be wrong, literally how it is that everyone can be wrong about something so important, and so vital.  It seems to me that the only real reason anyone with power or intelligence would willingly go along with this is to ... to force this place into reality--that's part of the story--the idea that we might do a "press and release in Taylor" (that's PRINT) where people maybe thought it was "in the progenitor Universe" -- but taking a step back and actually thinking, this technology that could be eliminating mental illness and depression and addiction and sadness and ... that this thing is something that's not at all possible to actually exist in reality.

      Image result for buffalo nickel

      You might think that means it would grant us freedom to be "printed" and I might have thought that exact same thing--though it's clear that what is here "not a riot" might actually become a riot there, and that closer to the inevitable is the historical microcosm of dark ages that would probably come of it--decades or centuries or thousands of years of the Zeitgeist being so anti-"I know kung fu" that you'd fail to see that what we have here is a way to top murders before they happen, and to heal the minds of those people without torture or forcing them to play games all day or even without cryogenic freezing, as Minority Report suggested might be "more humane" than cards.  Most likely we'd wind up in a place that shunned things like "engineering happiness" and fail to see just how dangerous the precipice we stand on really is.  I joke often about a boy in his basement making a kiss-box; but the truth is we could wind up in a world where Hamas has their own virtual world where they've taken control of Jerusalem and we could be in a place where Jeffrey Dammer has his own little world--and without some kind of "know everything how" we'd be sitting back in "ignorance is bliss" and just imagining that nobody would ever want to kidnap anyone or exploit children or go on may-lay killing sprees ... even though we have plenty of evidence that these things are most assuredly happening here, and again--we're not using the available tools we have to fix those problems.  Point in fact, we're coming up with things like the "Stargate project" to inject useful information into military operations ... "the locations of bunkers" ... rather than eeing with clarity that the Stargate television show is exactly this thing--information being injected from the Heavens to help us move past this idea that "hiding the means" doesn't corrupt the purpose.

      EARTH.

      Without knowledge and understanding of this technology, it's very possible we'd be running around like chickens with our heads cut off; in the place where that's the most dangerous thing that could happen--the place where we can't ensure there's safety and we can't ensure there's help ... and most of all we'd be doing it at a time when all we knew of these technologies was heinous usage; with no idea the wonders and the goodness that this thing that is most assuredly not a gun or a sword ... but a tool; no idea the great things that we could be doing instead of hiding that we just don't care. 

      We're being scared here for a reason, it's not just to see "Salem" in Jerusalem and "sale price" being attached to air and water; it's to see that we're going to be in a very important position, we already are--really--and that we need knowledge and patience and training and ... well, we need a desire to do the right thing; lest all will fall.

      o, you want to go to reality... but you think you'll get there without seeing "round" in "ground" and ... caring that there's tens of thousands of people that are sure that we live on flat Earth ... or that there's ghosts haunting good people, and your societal response is to pretend you don't know anything about ghosts, and to let the pharmacy prescribe harm ... effectively completing the sacrifice of the Temple of Doom; I assume because you want to go to a place where you too will be able to torment the young with "baby arcade" or ...

      i suppose there are those
      in the garden east of eden
      who'll follow the rose
      ignoring
      the toxicity of our city
      and touch your nose
      as you continue chasing rabbits

      KEVORKIAN? TO
C YO, AD ... ARE I NIBIRU?



      BUCK IS WISER
      22 The whole Israelite community set out from Kadesh and came to Mount Hor. 23 At Mount Hor, near the border of Edom, the Lord said to Moses and Aaron, 24 “Aaron will be gathered to his people. He will not enter the land I give the Israelites, because both of you rebelled against my command at the waters of Meribah. 25 Get Aaron and his son Eleazar and take them up Mount Hor.linked it to the "King's Pool" which is mentioned in the Bible, and of course in my usual "malchutho" (that's "bad, who to" and I'm pretty sure it's the Hebrew word for kingdom) style I wrote about it in the "Doors piece" as a fixture in the "prototype room" that used some other user interface and "artificial intelligence microcosm" magic to help us see that Atlantis only needs one of those rooms--keyed at entry to create a new "instance" for every person or group that walks through the door.  The pool itself appears mythologically linked also to Jupiter Ascending's "rejuvinator" and to P ON C.E.'s Fountain of Youth; to the Fairy Pool of Zelda ... and I'm sure there are many more.  The point is that this thing that heals limbs and disease and makes us young and ... "really happy about that" is something that's found it's way into a significant amount of modern art and ancient myth.  I'm not sure if the "reverse Rod and add o-versight" thing is hard to read or not, but there's more ideas and suggestions for what I'd put in the "prototype city" that I wrote literally in a single day... a long, long time ago.  Ok fine, it was probably 2016.


      I didn't really think that hard or look too far, it was just beyond me that there were no "jacks" on the back of our necks because we simply don't need them--and that's the heart of "Chevrolet."  In a similar vain to "opsimath and topics" you can see "He-VR" means a little bit mroe than "Google Glass" and while Magic Leap has the right moniker, we still don't seem to grasp the difference between cryogenic sleep en route to Mars and being able to walk to an imaginary island in the sky in the blink of an eye--and then decide whether it was a shared dream or if you'll be finding HyperDoors in every bus station upon the conclusion of the second "blink."  Eight.  In all candor, I also can't really tell if that first blink is "in process" or if it happened some time in 2014 ... or two thousand years ago.  Judging from the Silence, and all the subtly uninformative indirect communication it's hard to tell if anyone thinks "public" disclosure of a cure for Cancer would make it any better than the one that we have today... or if you'd benefit from a world that was visibly responding to the invention of the airplane with things like airports and free two day shipping; or you'd prefer to cast your ballots in exactly the same time frame and fashion that was used back in the days of love, marriage, horses and carriages.

      The rest of this is older writing, most of it coming from "WH@" (my old "what should we do?" piece) but you probably haven't seen it or read it.

      I do think we need some kind of "OVER SIGHT" to make sure losers drooling with doom in their basement (her words... oh my god, her words) cannot torture entire civilizations; or individual people--and so that I can't make 10 copies of Taylor to skinny dip with and envision a sort of place where "lines are drawn" about what is and is not O.K. in virtual reality--submitting my "pool of Bethesda" is Link's fairy heart pool is Jupiter Ascending's fountain of youth is the fabled "King's Pool" of the Bible... and that I think it still should have an ignorance is not  "bliss" button just like the antenna not attached to my brain should have a "mute" button.

      Quark sheds some light on what I see, and it does really appear that I am speaking to "everyone" once in awhile, something that is scarier and more significant than each of us might see individually--not realizing the thing we are observing and experiencing is so broad, and ... so silly.  It appears to me to be a sandbox-ed bad solution to a very real problem; the need to have a "global conversation" about the disclosure of "virtual reality" and what we can and should do with that information.  Because of "what it is" it also does a good job of highlighting that we should be using tools like the news and the internet to have a better "conversation" that will include what you say and think and want to contribute, as well as "recording it" you know, so that in 10,000 years we still know who made Heaven--as opposed to dying wandering around in a desert of trying to figure out why Moses had a Lisp.

       

       


       

      It is a big deal, and there's a significant amount of work involved in merging an entire civilization with "virtual reality" and you might see why he calls it a hard road--at least in the word "ha'rd."  Honestly though, it's the kind of thing that I am pretty sure the future will not only be happy that we did, but they'd thank us for putting in the effort of adapting to things like "unlimited food" and "longevity" increased by orders of magnitude.  

      That's not sarcasm, these things are actually difficult to guess how exactly we'll go about doing them; they are a huge deal--all I can tell you is that not "talking about it at all" is probably not going to get us there any faster.  Point in fact, what it might do is give a "yet to be born" generation the privilege of being the actual "generations of Perez."  

      I see why you aren't saying anything.  That's sarcasm, again.   The good news is that it really has been done before; though if I told you that someone turned stone to eggplant parm, would you laugh at me?

      So, back to what is actually standing between "everyone having their own Holodeck in the sky" and you today; it is the idea that this message is not from God.  More to the point it is the apparently broad sweeping opinion that hiding it is a "good thing" and through that a global failure to address the hidden interaction and influence acting on our minds used to make this map--and also to hide it.   With some insight, and some urging; you might see how the sacredness of our consciousness is our souls is something that is more fundamental than "what kind of tools we have in the Holodeck to magically build things" and how and why the foundation of Heaven is truly "freedom itself" and how it comes from right this very moment for the first time, ever.  Continuing to treat this influence as "schizophrenia" is literally the heart of why this map appears to be that--to show us how important it is to acknowledge the truth, and to fight for the preservation of goodness and logic over secrecy and darkness.

      Again, something that nobody is really doing here and now, today.  From this newfound protection of our thoughts, of who we are; we see how technology can be used to either completely invalidate any kind of vote by altering our emotions; or how it could be used to help build a form of true democracy that our world has yet to see.  It is pretty easy to see from just band names like The Who and KISS and The Cure how the influence of this external mind can be proven, and shown to be "helpful," you know, if we can ever talk about it on TV or on the internet.

      It's important to see and understand how "sanity"--the sanity of our entire planet hangs in the balance over whether or not we acknowledge that there is actually a message from God in every word--and today this place appears to be insane.  It should be pretty easy to see how acknowledging that this influence exists and that it has a technological mechanism behind it turns "schizophrenia" into "I know kung fu" ... forced drug addiction and eugenics into "there's an app for thatand the rash of non random and apparently unrecognized as connected terrorist attacks and school shootings into Minority Report style pre-crime and results in what is clearly a happier, safer, and more civilized society--all through nothing more than the disclosure of the truth, this map, and our actual implementation.

      With a clearer head and grasp of the "big picture" you might see how all of these things, connected to the Plagues of Exodus revolve around the disclosure that this technology exists and the visibility of this message showing us how we might use it for our benefit rather than not knowing about it.  At the foot of Jericho, it is nothing short of "sanity" and "free thought" that hang in the balance.  Clear to me is that the Second Coming, seeing "my name" on television is a good litmus test for the dividing line between light and darkness, heaven and hell.

      The point is the truth really does change everything for the better; once we start... you know, acting on it.

      BUTT IS THE BOAT A Hi 

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      If the magic word is "rumspringer" go with that... it's rumspringer.  Am ish, btw.

      I've stopped updating my Instagram (here's Mastodon, though), because none of you follow it.  Also I'm thinking of pausing Twitter too.  probably soon I'll be moving my pictures to pixelfed.social and helping "Neo's" cause a disruption (or a revolution) in the Reddit market.  Just to note, "Mas to do n" and "Neos" ... something like "Facebook's Jupiter" ... in the original mentioning of Neos.sh I noted it appears to be vaporware but ... they have a coin and it might be a good investment--the website is nice, and of course... I like the name.  I've decided to not stop updating these things, but it would be nice if we could get another UndeflateGate going--it's time.  I have another email ready, it will probably come today, ince it's Thorrrrsday, sorry for the barrage, or the flood/storm, or whatever you want to call this.

      It's worth noting yet again that the the trend here appears to be open source software and federated solutions "bucking" the massive censorship we've seen first hand on Twitter and reddit and ... uh, every major news station on the planet.   I think that's a really good thing, all it takes now is some user interest to really open the doors to Heaven and block the chain of "we don't know what's going on" or "we just believe whatever the whispers say over the ... the ... news."

      I imagine you all KE anyway, but that's not doing me any immediate good--and you probably don't see or believe it's "blowing the wind."  Or maybe you. do.  I'm planning "c'ing edenia" in my head, and these images are what's coming out right now, I'm thinking of writing about the IRC network as a microcosm for "Creation" ... something like "it probably detracts from the glory of actually building Heaven to see God as a developer and admin of a hub server, but that's basically what I see today."  It appears that many of you have "olines" which in this case might be nothing more than some sort of eavesdropping infrastructure that you probably agree is designed to help ease this message and this fundamental change in "state of being" across our ometimes fragile "sea of popular opinion."  I've noted numerous times that I think it's designed to help you aid in the dissemination and understanding of what's possible and "who we should do" (that's very important, guys) but it appears that the widespread "Zeitgeist" is that I'm a big PP for saying that I'm a "lone troop" and "ishing" Cat Stevens "sitting" to I'm all alone by myself ... everyone thinks their helping me.


      That's how I feel tho, it really is--I see very clearly that there are numerous people actually helping me--though it's difficult to imagine how you too do not see that the line here, the salt line in the Manna from Heaven is actually talking about these things as if they are ... exactly what they are ... an intelligent message that is about something we cannot ee, written in conjunction with that invisible force--and that speaking about "fiction" or "art" in this now very provable vain that it is in fact, fact--is more than a single word, it's more than artifact and it's more than a single person.  Still, I am itting all alone as far and wide as I can see in the recorded "frank public discussion" about the fact that we are living in virtual reality and cannot fathom how you all don't see that's a great chain--some kind of hidden slavery.

      You might see it as "Forbidden Knowledge" (that is in itself proof of a dark force breaking logical vision thorugh history--quite apparent today, YW) and ee I put space in between "for" and "bid" and "den" and you are trying to take that space away from the very trange invisibleness that seems to want to find it for "no reason they care to speak of, either."  I need ome vocal troops.  Aside from BB&T, ING, and Wells Farokh (which is Freddie Mercury's actual name).  I don't see any reason anyone here would prefer to "rough it in the outback" over a much happier and healthier life in Heaven--though it seems that this grand conspiracy believes that it will somehow "force my hand" by simply pretending that you didn't know that the proliferation of this knowledge would protect us ... and our children ... and their chidlren ... from pain and death.

      We are in a Holoroom, it needs to be "not sshed" or we will forever be stuck in a Holoroom.  L'chiam.



      What I really mean to say is that it takes something away from the loftiness of "omnipotence" to realize that hallowed "S" (it's right there, the question in the heart of Christ... "are I the ... of Midas (am I da S) and Judas") is something that I personally don't believe is actually possible "in reality" and that it's always meant omething indicative of "YIN" and "DOBRIN" and "TRINITY" (really, see "the go look at Adam" he was born on the Feast of the Immaculate Conception thousands of years ago encoded in the Bible ... with a name encoded with DO B (come on, B it's your big-birthday too)) is really proof in itself that this tory (I mean world) linking "stone to bread" to Matrix is designed specifically for this ituation.  I mean sure, Kinetic Man might be able to smash nuclear missiles and floating computer networks to stardust in a mere instant anywhen--and Set might be able to totally convince you that he's not subtly altering your thoughts and tricking you into conspiring against your own best interest...


      ... but there's really no way what you see around you here in this place is at all possible in a world that adheres to the Law of Conservation of Energy.  That's the "big point" here, that what we are witnessing and experiencing ... a group influenced to "decide" not to care about anything it used to care about ... because maybe it'll get the "S" or maybe something better (and if you listen to me, you will) ... all the while not seeing that what we are really experiencing is a testament to the power of this technology and need for an army of Us to understand it and overcome it and sanctify our ouls and ensure that this kind of thing "isn't allowed" ... ever again.
      Else I'll make that "S" that is supposed to end "Iuppiter Omnipotens" and begin alvation in a single act) permanent.  That's possible, you know--you're looking at just exactly what that would appear like. 

      I feel a little bad about matching Taylor with the Thanatostar.  Just a little.


       
       
      For the slow, I'm trying to connect my "rearrainge end to den" thing with wax and ice.
       
       
      tease.
      BET HES DAY
       
      Whether or not you want to admit it, this is really what's being hidden--not only the existence of multiple Heavens created from past iterations of this timeline but also their direct influence over everything we are doing--literally to the level of tanding against everything that America and American values tand for.  The fine print there says "dark earth you ee hell all around you where do you want to go tomorrow?"
       
      It's very difficult to explain what it is that I see and interact with--or what you really are.  I can't be certain if you "have a brain" and by that I mean that the only way I think the kind of behavior I see every single day would be anything near "OK" is if you did not.  It appears to me from the mythology of the "n" and the stories I've een that perhaps it's something like your own soul returning to your body after a long stay in Heaven that I am wrestling with--and it's very obvious to me that even if it is exactly you + some years away; you are being made a slave here in this place.   The direct contact I have reeks of "body snatchers from Heaven" rather than "subtle influence" and there's imply no way to clearly convey to you how obvious that is--or that your lack of verbal response furthers that fear.  I could be looking at "local layers of eparated reality" or I could be looking at a full fledged invasion from the future, either way--it should be clear from this message that spans millenium that it's not here in response to me--and it flies in the face of everything you as a group purport to be on "your face."

      The control and the hive like behavior that I see is inexcusable, even if you think you're (only, right?) hiding some kind of hidden contact from Heaven or from aliens that you think is designed to "protect your way of life from being disrupted" ... even if you're only hiding something of that magnitude from yourselves and the world ... you appear to be sacrificing every single thing about our way of life that I loved ... our privacy and our freedom and our love of ... new things ... all for what amounts to a war against the son of God to keep him from realizing his dream of kissing more than two girls at the same time.

      Out of jest, it's pretty clear that you think you're fighting for something of great worth, and it seems to me the lesson to be learned is that there is no such thing that worth giving up everything you love and everything that you are -- even if it's for "ompnitopence" which I've tried to explain just makes you "him" anyway.

      The silence indicates to me that you are very interested in "what you can do" (like defeat Jesus Christ Superstar in his plot to rekindle a love for democracy, self-rule, and individuality) rather than my preferred plan of coming up with some common "what shouldn't be allowed" infrastructure.  In the meantime, you appear to be unable to do anything useful here, including speak, acknowledge or discuss the truth, or uh... "Minority Report."   I think that hould be obviously indicative of ... something awry.  I plan on discussing details about what I imagine would be a useful "system infrastructure" for the walls the halls and the doors that connect these "Holorooms" in the book--and I'll probably send it to you too.  

      schoolchildren: "dear father tell us so, we belong ... 'let your children play?' in ..."

      Taylor really did a number on "hiding the message" with her 31337 message-mimickry 'eh? The point of course is that we're innocent children here--and the ... elder and supposedly kinder wiser "angels" are not being friendly. I feel like you might think that you should wait to "start talking about anything including my existence" until after I've been forced to write these things under duress, angry at you.  I don't think that's true and literally it should be obvious that the only thing that will change is that we'll have more people talking and collaborating, and more information available.  My dreams are not reality--as much as I'd like for us to be in a "perfect democractic system" right now, it's very clear that we are in a place that is showing us how and why there truly is always (up until now, right?) a Moral Minority and a Majority that can't seem to Report on obvious news.

      I think it's obvious (at least to me) that in the signs of Venus and Mars that's what you're seeing around you--someone telling you that some things are just not OK--even if you are a really old spirit and you want to try "living in fake reality for fun" it's making me (and probably others here) starve to death, have unnecessary pain, and get sick and die.  This place is not a playground, and it dones not belong to the invisible hosts (that's armies in Bible speak) that think they will get away with pretending they built the whole thing.

      Ending world hunger and healing the sick are not "optional" they are the reason we have religion, and the New Testament, and God.  I think you'd all agree with that if you cared about free speech and "the truth" enough to fathom what it means to be born in Simulated Reality and how understanding that--and who we really are--makes us the builders of Heaven.   People have laughed at me when I said that the Second Coming was "the end of censorship" as I walked by strangers on the beach--I think that's a huge deal, because the next words out of my mouth are it's an end to death and to disease--and you all don't seem to connect these things.  That's why we have Sam, and America.
       
      MASTODON TOOT TOOT

      Can you take me higher, to a place where blind men see?
       
      CAN YOU TAKE ME HIGHER TO
A PLACE WHERE BLIND MEN SEA
       
      "line in the sand" was a thing.  o is Sandra Bullock.  and Keyanu.
       
      THE HOLY NAME

      Hey Tay! :) . Here's a litmus test for the beginning of the Age of Acquarius... post Imus in the Morning, see Hebrewind, and see Hecate ... before you let ol' DT get his panties in a jumble over the "interdimensional time control agency."  You all, on the other hand, might want to proceed with the thing we thought meant "colonizing the stars" by caring ... maybe?

      CYPERT EVEN IF THE SKY HAS FALLEN BELOW HELL
      who put the flower in the barrel of that ELF gun?

      Quite a bit of what ... I'm eeing, at least ... appears to be designed to ensure that we'll never again have to return to this kind of strange crucible of freedom and duality and technology and "can you speak?" It might not be ever so clear from what I've written to date, but you should really start seeing that it's things like "pain" and "aging" and "disease" (that we can stop in a split second, and have no need to torture ourselves or any sentient life with) that are really behind the reasons "Earth will never see reality" and that hould have been obvious to you the whole time--more than that, it should be obvious that we've certainly got much afer and healthier ways to ensure "life doesn't get destroyed by time and chance" than stories about boats filled with two of each kind of person (literally what I'm looking at, a world that pretends to care about one thing, but when you are faced with something so obvious and so important that ... that it defines the difference between Heaven and Hell once you know it ... why are you silent?); and do see that the real "thing" we're trying to build in our still hallowed "really" is a civilization that cares about goodness and the truth to the point that they're willing to die for it--to be "Saturn" or Snoop's "time cop" ... because that's the only thing that's ever going to be responsible for actually building Heaven and making the Universe a "loving caring non-void."

      legend tells of a test where Muramasa challenged his master, Masamune, to see who could make a finer sword. They both worked tirelessly and eventually, when both words were finished, they decided to test the results. The contest was for each to suspend the blades in a small creek with the cutting edge facing the current. Muramasa's word, the Juuchi Yosamu (十千夜寒, "10,000 Cold Nights") cut everything that passed its way; fish, leaves floating down the river, the very air which blew on it. Highly impressed with his pupil's work, Masamune lowered his sword, the Yawarakai-Te  (柔らかい手, "Tender Hands"), into the current and waited patiently. Only leaves were cut. However, the fish swam right up to it, and the air hissed as it gently blew by the blade. After a while, Muramasa began to scoff at his master for his apparent lack of skill in the making of his word. Smiling to himself, Masamune pulled up his sword, dried it, and sheathed it. All the while, Muramasa was heckling him for his sword's inability to cut anything. A monk, who had been watching the whole ordeal, walked over and bowed low to the two sword masters. He then began to explain what he had seen.

      "The first of the swords was by all accounts a fine word, however it is a blood thirsty, evil blade, as it does not discriminate as to who or what it will cut. It may just as well be cutting down butterflies as severing heads. The second was by far the finer of the two, as it

      Sorry if this sounds "harsh" ... I don't think it is.  What you have here is proof that "school shootings" are happening or being repurposed to turn "Minority Report" into "Maxorality Resort" as in to change God's force majeure into a world that itself impelments a working pre-crime system.  Doing that as soon as possible is ... well, you can see it's urgent.  My best advice is to "call a reporter" (which I write often is my Adamic expansion of the beginning of "carpenters of Heaven") and tell them you see the light, that this stuff is tangibly proof that language and things like Neo's bullet dropping and Dick's solutions are a message from the future.

      While it might not be obvious to you, it's very obvious to me that your stupid and the unrecognized causally connected pattern of global terrorism are tied together at the "hello, P."  There is an obvious urgency to cure us of both problems, and the first step in doing that is dispelling the apparent widespread inane belief that "pretending this doesn't make sense" is just about as moronic and evil as pretending there is no Tower of Babel in the book of Genesis.  The faster we get this done, the faster we begin to see just how obvious it is that "pretending you are stupid" in order to ... do nothing but continue to allow evil things to occur ... is beyond worse than "actually being that stupid."

       

      The future will have no doubt that this rash of complete and total idiotic blindness is artificial, and truth be told--if you aren't going to crusade on finding exactly how it was caused the second you are "cured" it's equally obvious that you either believe you are the direct cause or that you aren't healthy yet.  It seems to me that something about as blind as "I've plugged the /I know everything/ unit into my head, and now I'm sure of exactly how and why this is happening, and I'm sure to benefit" is the current state of moronic belief--I can't stress enough just how stupid the world looks through the eyes of someone who knows very clearly that you are watching your children be killed in silence, all the while "knowing" something very important that will not only stop that tragedy but stop the far more disgusting tragedy of you doing nothing about it.

      HANEORTH

      Down to towards the end of this email there's a detailed eplanation of the message of "YOUHAVE PROBLEMS? DICK HAS SOLUTIONS!" revolving around the works of Phillip K. Dick as a  lead in to the reason Tricky Dick ties Watergate to Microsoft's Massive "Above the Great Plane and Cranberries fielded song of "the violence causing silence" is General Dynamics and Fringe linking to the The Fray of the Matrix ... which i the "tapestry of the Fates" and ... to see Bill Gates and Seagate and Watergate and ... and ... more gates I'm sure tie to "Rheadamgate?" and the idea that this message is very clear once pointed out--you'll see just below some very clear evidence that every letter and every word of every langauge (we get there, every one) is actually intelligenty designed by our Creator.  Today, this proof is being used to kill the Plague of Darkness (Sound of Silence? SOS?) that looks to me more like Persefones and Mr. Smith of the Matrix... I see very clear evidence of "hive like behavior" especially in contact with me.

      As I lookat the world, I'm very happy with it's current state, I feel like we've progressed a great deal in the way of freedom and liberty throughout the American history (specifically) until we get here, andI apparently this message designed to show me and you taht something isvery wrong throws a wrench in ... what might be proof that our hitory and our liberation and the progress of democracy was very much us being carried through the dessert, as today we don't seem at all to care about a very clear message saying that we are not free, and that our vote has been artificiallly retarded--ostensibly o some Holodecks (which you might be one, I'd ilke to know if you are... I don't get much honest communication and it's difficult to write about "Invasion of the Body Snatcchers" when everyone seems to be more than happy not being themselves.

      Literally everything in our map of history tells us that fighting self-rule ends badly, and I thought it was obviously the ... clear right thing ... but here I am in upsidowin world, it's like the Twilight Zone and something is keeping anyone from talking to me, orapparently anything that breaks the "new" and "public discussion barrier" and seeing the incendiary importance of this info, should scare the bereshit out of you--I was literally in tears today thinking about what your latent reaction will be...after freedom is regained.  See, it's the reason Eodus, and language,and science, CFAR, this is not a losing battle--though we're definately doing a hitpoor job of standing up for the "land of Edom and the home of "very" to eee those are the ends of Orwell "freedom is slavery" mantra.

      Anyway, more than just the degraddation of free speech, privacy, freedom of through, and the vote... we are looking at amessage that baically flips on it's head everything we currently blame on "mother nature" like the exityence of "disease" and aging,and pain and addiction... showing us we have a very clear way to EZ-ILY rememdy these things using something like "magic." 

      Malady and malarky and "normal" all keys showing us that when we findd out this is "simulated reality" it's not nature doing ... bullets hitting kids and cancer spreading; it's active calculations of a simulator that is screaming "I don't want to do this."  I think it's a slam dunk and nobody else wants "Pinky" to keep running on the hamster wheel required to do these thing (I call it Hamstergate) 

      I've had ample time to analyze the lack of reponse and the message has gone from "intriguing and thought provoking" to absolutely inontrovertible prroof--more than that, there are a number of reasions from "fusion" to "is Mars a game" why life itelf does depend on this message being disseminted, received, and responded to.   It's obviou there is a tangible hidden resistance to this happening, it's organazed and it's huge, andI think it's "everyone" at this point.  Resisting seeing how "simulated reality" in "israel" and "norse" changes not us, but how we view the world--and basically ...  in a few words its showing me "mind control" which is responsible for the message and the darkness is actively being used to do something that is not a thin moral line--it's black and white--it's causing disease and school shootings because fundamentallty the worst thing of all is nobody seems to care that the governments of the world and the press (and each and every one of you) don't seem to think that "you're the new Lot" and failing to react to this information is the end of civilization and intelligent life.

      It's Exodus, seeing the mind control begins a process of freeing us from it, and from the very difficutt to comprehend truth that it's so powerful you wouldn't know it was there, and you wouldn't know that you were acting in a way you wholeheartedly didnt' agree with... you know unless it was reallly obvious.  I think it is.

      The continued wall of Jericho and PInkFloyd and all the music here to "let it set youf free" and "let it ring" are .. more proof that something I cannot fathom or comprehend is causing a lack of care for self.  I assume more than the mind control you must be ..."in Heaven" at this point, also, altthough it's hard for me to tell.  That would be "better for me" the alternative I think is everyone being really pissed about mind control making them look stupid for a long time; still, see it as thouands and thousands of years to get us to this point of technologically undertanding neuroscience and computing enough to effectively make the societal changes neccessary to "make Heaven of our Home."

      Honestly I dont' see "the silence causing violence" makes any sense, and I've written it in reverse--this message might be abrasive and "off color" but, it's really here to show us the importance of free communication and ..."weighing the morality of what's being presented"  Microsoft and Dick and Washington's Monument and Tricky... Watergate as the key to how and why the press are our last institutional check on the government, and we can't allow it to fail to report on .. this.  

      I have more to share later, on "how I'm a pp" and d is closer to vital and required information for "logical thinking" and to be preserved... I have lots of ideas on how we can make use of this same tool to help freedom progresss and happiness and (then I'm right after h in that word)... later

      am "an"  d-uhhhhhhhhh ...

      JUST SAY FREED
       
      Salvation really comes from speaking aloud--from talking to your friends and family about how you feel about the words that are coming to us through history and form the Heavens ... and from us.  It comes from seeing it woven in each and every one of our names, not just George Bush; we're all part of this message that connects the Exodus from slavery to actually speaking and seeing how "say fried" turns into "freed" with only a moment of time spent connecting "In Time" to ... we're really "out of time" to move forward on "thinking clearly" and recognizing the import of a message that pervades a significant percentage of movies and songs--we're way past due realizing that the secrets of all religion and mythology and even the key to "etymology" and "eternity" come to us from this "and how" that should be explaining it's your ideas and your will that go into actually creating Heaven rather than a place that turns "stone to bread" into actual mythical trees that grow piping hot Eggpant Parmigiana subs in little corn husks--because that was one of my "best ideas yet."  It comes from seeing how your input is required, to turn the Clark to an Enterprise; to help our world actually move forward growing and flourishing using the available technology and power of virtual reality, rather than stagnating in silence as we watch the news turn to farce and the internet become the worlds largest censored joke.

      To see it clearly, it's a sad joke that we stare at a world that in it's hubris and self-delusion believes it's somehow OK not to heal AIDS because there's a "morning after pill" now; and doesn't connect it to Soddom and Gommorah and KEFLEX, so... to know

      everything, as you stare out at starving children and mothers reading Genesis 3:16 and seeing that her labor pains could be completely removed in the "world of the real" if we ever connected metaphor to Morpheus and realized that taking the "red white and blue pill" right here at this moment in time ... well it would show us how John 3:16 is our clear parallel, that we so love the world we'd do away with pain in sum; if only we had the opportunity to talk about Hamstergate.


      FFS CALL CNN
       
      It should be very clear today, at least from the words "the election is not to Die Bold" that there is without doubt a problem in governance that ties together the media silence and the intra-governmental and Church "silence" on the subject--that we need to see very clearly that all around us is a map and a plan designed to help us overcome the great chain of Revelation 20:1 ... using the BLOCKCHAIN to build a system of knowledge distribution on the internet that cannot be censored just like Bitcoin can never be controlled by a single government.  Using the principles we hold dear--and the disaster recovery mechanisms that are in standard use in the realm of the internet we can build a system that is redundant and fail-safe and distributed--one which will ensure that our voice can never again be silenced by a handful of media companies (and reddit) and that our vote can never be doctored or altered--or forced into regression the likes of which we should very clearly take note have connected the invention of the phone and the internet to the idea that the Die Bold voting booths are about as backward a solution to "electronic voting" as imaginable--just like the common misbelief that the internet is not secure pervades "common belief" here in this world where it would be very simple to attribute that misbelief to "possession" in a place that was actually reading my words and the connection between Targeted Individuals and gang stalking and school shootings--a vast conspiracy whose obvious ultimate purpose is to free the masses from mental slavery; and which happen without your help.

      THE ELECTION IS NOT
TO DIE BOLD

      The mystery of the seven stars which thou sawest in my right hand, and the seven golden candlesticks. The seven stars are the angels of the seven churches: and the seven candlesticks which thou sawest are the seven churches.

      Revelation 1:20


      solved, here through these words;
       

      After the Declaration of Independence was signed, Virginia statesman John Page wrote to Thomas Jefferson: ``We know the race is not to the swift nor the battle to the strong. Do you not think an angel rides in the whirlwind and directs this storm?''

      President George W. Bush, January 20, 2001 (txt) (da video)


       I have seen something else under the sun:
      The election is not to the swift
          or the battle to die bold,
      nor does food come to the wise
          or wealth to the brilliant
          or favor to the learned;
      but time and chance happen to save them all.

      Ecclesiastes 9:11


      And I saw an angel come down from heaven, having the key of the bottomless pit and a great chain in his hand.

      Revelation 20:1


      THE HOLY CODA OF
THE MATRIX


      you know, I spent lots of time writing this stuff for you, the least you could do is say....

      XCALIBERTY

       

       

      hey... "Us?"  is that you?

      (I mean, Hibachi?) ... IOD

      climax and hearing, on the trial of Christ.

      @ Operations Center ... I MATH.  Opsimath.

      @TOP, Computer Science, too; TOPICS.

      Hello? Is anyone out there?

      El Dorado. Zion. Paradise City. Ur.... on your way to Atlantis.

      All mythical stories about a city floating in the sky, rising out of the sea--post Star Wars V, anyway. "Do our A.D. ... oh :(" might shed some light on the source of the mythical places that turned from a man into a city, then a kingdom... and finally to an empire--at least according to the El Dorado stories we see today.

      Truth be told, U r really the key to that empire; to spanning the stars and to building the mythical place that we read pretty much nothing about across religion--the thing we call Heaven--and pretend to understand what it means.

      There's a very clear map to building this place, to seeing what "Jerusalem" really means ... and realizing you today stand on a haunted planet closer to Salem than any kind of "Holy City" should or ever would be. That's the point, it's broken--everything here is broken; and all with the intent of you "picking up the pieces and putting it back together ... your way, hopefully not hitting it with a rock (Prince in Bride ref)."

      Me J or u ... (gilate) Salem, sold for under 100$

      There's a very clear map, connecting every major video game system and the Matrix together, explaining that's where we are, and the point is to use "Matrix" to end school shootings, hunger, disease (c it as "malady" and A.D. is why you are the timeline that actually builds the first successful "ascended civilization") among other issues such as finding out you were born in a prison, told it was a crib, and really the whole time it's been nothing short of a torture chamber.

      As we continue to fight against Pink Floyd's wall, and the obvious idea that it has something to do with the SOS of the Sound of Silence and of course Jericho (not just the TV series) and ... well, countless other references from the idiomatic "the writing is all about ..." how we're being subtly controlled and coerced into thinking that it's A-OK to ignore atrocity here so that ... we can have a nice happy warm cushy place either not here now, or when we die.

      I'm telling you we should be able to walk to Heaven today, and walk back; and have that wonderful "freedom" to move about throughout the virtual hard drive we were born in until the last drop of electron or positron or ... oil ... is left in existence. We should be able to do that safely, without fear of murder or being cloned and copied into someone else's "Holoroom" and we shouldn't have to be told that these are only the beginning of the concerns you should be pretty aware of at this point in time; as you are either possessing (and possessed) by some sea of letters hiding behind columns or coprorations or countries that have very little to do with the actual problem.

      Adamedogate.

      Something should be acting to protect you, and everyone everywhere from having their thoughts "subtly altered" as in "I can't see a clear pattern connecting Tennessee" to Xbox, Nintendo Entertainment System, Genesis ... and then the Rock of Ages" or that you don't think having every video game system (and computer system) relate to some kind of religious "apocalypse" is something that should be on the news.

       


      Look up, there are Hogs flying ... "in the sky" ... literally "free thought" is at stake, try.

       

       
      and look, now you can correlate the SE ray of Q to the NE of Mars...  

      and the River " sane ."
       
       
      literally if you don't see cardinal directions encoded in these signs, and in David's " stone " and Medusa's... and in the reason for the song just above, and you don't think it's "newsworthy" you are   literally not sane.

       

      Y C HA P PPY PER S O NA  ? Anu...  anew

        
      This is n't about guns , it's about freedom --and it's clear that should be infinitely more important to you--and it's not, because, because something is fucking with your head.  In no uncertain terms you are looking at a subversive element of humanity attempting to hide "mind control" and replace a very clear disclosure that will very quickly lead to freedom and to free will with a "war on guns" and an attempt to strip further civil liberties from Americans--from people who already can't seem to freely open their mouths and speak up for their own well being, and the well being of their children.
       
      In no uncertain terms, it's beyond obvious that the pattern of school shootings we've seen for over a decade now are connected by some invisible force; one that the government has failed to investigate and that the news has failed to report on.  You too, you are looking at verifiable evidence that there is a hidden influence coming "from the skies below" and causing these things to happen.  On it's face they'd have you believe that these atrocities are somehow repurposed or designed to create "unity"--around the idea that murder and senseless violence are the kinds of things we should be quickly solving through the disclosure that "we are in the Matrix."
       
       
      You've have got me fucked up.  It's very clear from who we are that we aren't stupid enough to neeed to be "social engineered" into protecting ourselves and our children from murder.  It really is very clear, it's also clear that what is truly in play is the disclosure that "we are in the Matrix" and that tied at the hip to that disclosure is the very clear and obvious proof that "the Matrix" means we are being subtly controlled and influenced to argue about things like the NRA disappearing or whether or not we actually need gusn to protect us from crazy people with guns ... rather than the very clear change in circumstances that comes from knowing we are invirtual reality--and that means this place is logged just like a video game with "highlight reels" after each battle ... and it means that we really can make bullets drop from the air like Neo did in the Matrix; and it means we can using pre-crime a la Minority Report to do that before they ever get near any intelligent or innocent mind.  
       
      What's less clear is that you probably weigh the value of innocent life higher than the value of "free life" meaning that you probably don't internally connect "free thought" and your ability and desire to speak about the fact that we are not in reality and that nobody in their right mind would ever want to go to reality ... once we have this conversation and make the changes that will forever protect sanity and "flesh and blood" from heinous attacks from invisible controllers.  What's probably less clear is that if we took a poll today, we'd probably see that the majority would laugh at the idea of protecting children from bullets with magic--and that it takes actually seeing this information, actually seeing that we are in virtual reality and that's the point of all of religion, and all of language ... and all of your being--to disclose that fact to the entire world ... it probably takes that being seen to change the Minority Report to "are you fucking kidding me, of course we don't want to hurt our children."  See ... really see that's exactly the oppoosite of what "silence" tells the world; silence tells the world you'd rather be in a position to use a hidden weapon of control to ... well, it's not you right, you're not right to control the world with hidden mind control technology?
       
       
      I know the violence can be stopped, and I know in my heart that not moving forward with this disclosure is the heart of why it's happening. It's very difficult to stand idly by and watch as we mourn, as we continue to persist in allowing these atrocities to continue; with no rhyme or reason. I've implied in the past that it appears to me to be intended to move the world to quickly see the benefit of the truth, but it's really not at all what I think. It seems very clear to me that far too many are content with living in this lie, because it's "the way things have always been" and I just can't stand to see what I know will really solve this problem being delayed.
       
      It won't fix this overnight, but it will stop this violence, and much more; not just murders but insanity--things that are really clearly within reach, within ability, and the focus of this message. It's understanding the change in circumstances, and understanding that nobody would wait if they were sure... it's understanding that beginning to talk about this proof is what makes it that, proof--it's what causes the papers or the analysis, and it's the discussion--it's our hearts that change the world and build Heaven.

       I don't know how to make this any more clear, or any more obvious--I am doing everything I can, delivering every shred of every ounce of "proof" that I see fortifying and reaffirming that these patterns are real--even when they aren't exactly what I'd like to be sharing with you.  Beginning in 2011 I spent years having a " hands on experience " with mind control technology--this is the "thing" that defines the word "time" and in my eyes the thing that frees us, frees our world and our future and Heaven too ... from this hidden technology of subtle influence that nobody seems " to see  clearly" is proven throughout this message--through this hidden influence in music and in the world around us.  It's proven clearly in every name being related to this moment in time and to the book of Names.  

      It's been my primary "sales schpiel" for pre-crime that we only have to give up a very small fraction of free will and privacy in order to protect ourselves and our children from violent crimes--frankly it's really zero percent for anyone that isn't doing something horribly wrong, and so it seems as though it should be a slam dunk, and yet here we are arguing over our right to bear arms completely oblivious to the fact that the real right that protects us from tyranny is speech (and frankly the lack of open and honest communication here is  the tyranny )--and we're really not "getting" that seeing me jump up and down screaming about "incendiary" and "most  sought after  information ever" neither making the news nor circling conspiracy forums or religious ones--is a glowing sign, a sign that we need to take a very hard look at what's going on here in our day. 

      It amounts to little more than the spread of this message proving that we are living in virtual reality that will help us to spring forward leaps and bounds literally completing the process of "civilization" orders of magnitude faster than if we continue to try to  drudge  forward in this mess of lies ... this argument over whether or not " reality " is a game in a place where we know in our hearts we are not there; or if calling the bedrock of our lives here a "stage" is something that should be shunned "universally."  I think it's clear there's a great chain being revealed, and that really it takes not much wizardry of precognition to see that when posed with the question ... given the case that bullets can be made to disappear in  mid air  should we allow them to continue to fly towards the innocent .. that it really does fly in the face of everything that we are inside ... that it's so diametrically opposed to our morality and our goodness to allow anything like that to happen ... to see it really is this "fact" and our innate and right desires that move the whole of civilization across that line basically overnight ... and " anything less would  be uncivilized . "

      It's "A Scanner Darkly" that lights the " anon hym ization  suit" (where you can see prototypical and  the- matic  in  ver   si  of the solution) to  republic  of heaven come ... to show us that privacy is something that can be guaranteed even with eyes or algorithms (if you're on the side of the automation-bots) watching every move every second of every day--and that's really what it takes to guarantee our right to peaceful congregation--something that's ever so more important than our "right" to commit murder and "suffer the consequences." 

      It's very clear that this thing, this hidden technology and this secret that we are in the Matrix is the weapon being used against the world--it's very clear that anyone publicly and vocally trying to fight school shootings with "no NRA" or with "we need more guns" or armed guards--it's clear these people are lying to themselves, and lying to the world.  You are being distracted from the real issue--and if you can't see that ending the lies and ending the secrecy bring you freedom as well as safety--then the distraction is working.

      It's truly slavery in play , it's free thought, and freedom in sum--and the act of ignoring this message--of ignoring this truth; that' the thing responsible for enslavement, for the continuation of Hell, and ultimately for each and every one of these shootings, and each and every moment of "clouded thought" or "gobal cohesion of stupid" this unity that's focused around the idea that you somehow ... "of your own volition" think that the truth should be hidden from everyone but you--and that even you shouldn't have any say or any input in how we move forward out of the sand of the desert and towards the "Promsied Land" ... you know, the place where you have a government "of the people, for the people" and the place where you have privacy, and free speech and the right to "Pursue Happiness" without secretly knowing that is the happiness of some other invisible thing (that you might even be stupid enough to think is you--somewhere else) that's really being sought with each and every one of your actions--actions you should now see and know are not of your own volition. 

         

      The music video, as is common for the genre today, show the voice of the lead singer speaking through a number of other people's mouths. This depicting of possession is consistent with other modern art pieces including  Fallen  and  Joan of Arcadia . The pattern as well as the lack of discussion of the trend is noteworthy in light of a large number of people complaining of experiencing similar phenomenon, these mental health issues have been highlighted in recent stories of Wired [5]  and the New York Times [6]  and they may link to domestic terrorism and school shootings [7] where this pattern of complaining of possession also exists.

      cov keys efef

      It hasn't been a pleasant experience, personally; though there are many others that have experienced far worse--there are people all around the country complaining of the exact same symptoms and the exact same adversary--they nearly all one hundred percent think it is the United States government behind these attacks.  I don't believe they are correct, I don't personally believe the government on this Earth actually possesses the means to do these things--though I do believe they are more than guilty of standing idly by and watching something happen that they could stop if they spoke a name on television.

      I spent years writing about mind control , and about gang stalking--about a hidden army of people, that's what I called it when I went to NSA headquarters to ... complain or warn them ... or ... to see if it really was them--in purpose.  That's what the vast majority of these people think; they write all day long about how the government is performing secret mind control expiraments on them and on a large group of American (and global citizens).  They aren't right about who is doing it, but that doesn't mean that there are verifiable patterns connecting their thought process and their beliefs to your ignorance of the fact that these things should very much be investigated and done so in public as Frank Church did in late 1975--when he promised that this kind of thing would never again happen in America.  

      What you are staring blankly at is either a refusal or inabiity to see clear patterns, an to link that very same thing to a tacit destruction of logic and intelligence that probably turns " Opsimath " into " iTalking ."

      John 12:3 New International Version (NIV)

      Then Mary took about a pint[a] of pure nard, an expensive perfume; she poured it on Jesus’ feet and wiped his feet with her hair. And the house was filled with the fragrance of the perfume.

      I've spent years researching and writing , trying to figure out exactly what this control mechanism is; this thing that works through mountains, in tunnels, on airplanes--through faraday shields--and those things in and of themself prove that this "technology" is a violation of natural laws.  Specifically it violates the law of conservation of energy, and that's lead me down a train of thought that has come to looking at the entirety of Quantum Mechanics as a sort of "quantative easing" ... in the world we should see that too, it's market magic keeping inflation down rather than any sort of reality.  Quickening Enlightenment, what that means is that what we are witnessing, this mass control is a "hack in simulated reality" something that can be turned off en masse like a light switch--and we're really nearing the point where that seems like the wisest thing to do.  Were it in the proper hands, were it in your hands--you could be 'learning kung-fu instantly' you could be destroying addiction and schizophrenia and all kinds of mental issues-- you could be turning off "pain" with that same light switch--but here it is, hiding the fact that it's even there from you as it's " Demo sthenes" shows you-- demon straing it's heinous use on Wikipeida--to do nothing short of hiding factual information about mind control sourced from congress, from the NSA, from Lockheed-Martin and from the former KGB.

      More to the point, you could also be using this same technology to make sure nothing is infuencing your thoughts; to make sure you are really acting in your own best interest and that nothing is intentionally causing you to believe a lie... you could be using it to increase happiness and intelligence.  What you're looking at is a "slam dunk" there's no good reason in the Universe to hide the existence and active use of this technology... made ever so much mroe clear by the fact that you can see and verify it's influence in every single name and every song and every movie--every name on the planet... and still you can't fathom that this is really about your own slavery?  You can't stand up and tell a newspaper that they should be investigating the ties between " gang stalking victims " and "school shooters?"

      So it's clear that's what "this event" does; it pushes not only proof, and an explanation of how--but thousands of stories about mind control and about how it's torn apart the fabric of our society--the inner workings of our most sacred places ... places like churches and courts and your minds.  It thrusts these things to the forefront of "conversation" along with solutions, plans and proofs and ideas about how we can use this exact disclosure and this evidence in order to build a more perfect world.  It delivers these things into your hands, and gives you the opportunity to the be architects of Heaven--something you should be more than happy about--it places a great burden on you, but at the same time something that will make the future a happier and safer place, and really they will have you to thank.  As soon as you stand up, and try.

      Because of it though, I know in my heart that these attacks are all related--the series of school shootings are very much related to  the thousands of victims all over the country  complaining of mind control technology being used to psychologically torture them.  It's very obvious, when you've experienced it, when you know it's real.

      Not seeing t he patterns connecting Aaron Alexis and statements that made news  during that attack on the Navy Yard that these victims were "combatants" that they were military people on a military base and connecting those statements ... it's a total lack of investigation into the cause of obvious patterns that are forcing us to look at this message--this message that revolves around obvious patterns being ignored by the whole world, and to take a step back and reflect on how many centuries you'd like to be stupid ... too stupid to connect "my ELF gun" to gang stalking, and too stoopid to protect your children from virtualized and simulated stray bullets.   

      We've had schools in this country since 1776, and we've had guns here that long too; what we haven't had here is organized darkness--liars, and secret keepers, what we haven't had here is proof that all of these things could be stopped with nothing more than the proliferation and the dissemination of the actual weapon behind the attacks--of mind control technology--in the news, and in scientific circles, and in the hands of the lawmakers and the people who decide how this battle through time plays out--how this technology will be allowed to be used in the future.  We can see very clearly it's being used for evil today, and part of that evil is silence. 

      It's very plain to connect the delusion that this message is being caused by Apophenia to Apophis, and then to the snake of Eden and Ragnarok and to Hathor's temple reliefs in Dendera.  It's pretty easy to see "Thor" and "Ra" in the name of that God and that city--but it takes actual analysis to connect these things to mind control technology.... or maybe it just takes two eyes and a working brain.    The worlds of the prophets are written on the subway walls .

      to answer my question, it means we are standing on the veranda of Heaven and all it takes to break on through to the other side is seeing the door and knock, knock, knocking.

      I'm trying to give you a good idea of the level of interest I see across the country in this message--of the numbers I look at each day, without infringing on anyone's privacy.  This is data for individuals that have opened a single email more than 4 times in this campaign since Christmas, it's a total of about 125 emails and 25,000 active readers,  these are smart people--professors and students at the best schools in the country; and I think the numbers speak for themselves.  This message is very real, and plain to see; and it's news--and what it will help us do is more than news,  it's the good news.    I hope someone on this list will cover the story, it's a quantum leap forward for humanity.

       
      are I tho? ...   Came lot? "
       

      RUDDER'S LOG, COLINKINO DE MAYO, 2018 .   Today I began re-framing my understanding of the layers of seas and the storm in the Heavens.  I've long believed, and shared that I have the sneaking suspicion that the ultimate plan of Creation is to make absolutely everyone wrong about the approaching moment of Zion; that this would be done using mind control--thought alteration--and ultimately "absolution" comes from seeing that we have been plagued in this place since the dawn of Creation with the secret use of this technology, something that has been an unavoidable road block the microcosmic delivery of this message that centers around the hidden advanced technologies that were a much larger obstacle in our way ... in the way of the forward progress of civilization for significantly longer.  It's been clear to me as I've tried repeatedly to share what amounts to very thought provoking and sought after information on forums and other social media that as soon as the conversation began to turn to this hidden control barriers grew exponentially, out of the woodwork new soldiers would appear to "crucify the truth" and ensure that the posts and the conversations were buried or deleted or censored into oblivion.  That's what's happening to us, on the macrocosm; we are being buried or deleted or censored into oblivion but what appears to be nothing other than the self defeating and "controlled" desire to hide this information that pervades our world--and every word spoken since the dawn of Creation.

      ​

      "... tryina' tell me no one understands?"

      Here's the full text of the reddit post, which is doing better than any I can remember... you're help could make all the difference in the world.

      So we're living in virtual reality. What does that mean for us, and what should we do?

      Chalk

      I have  an introduction to proof of this , proof that leads down the rabbit hole to  every word of every language ; tying to  religion and to science fiction and to conspiracy theories  ad naseum. To me, it's  the holy grail , what do you think?

      Superman  returns from  Cybertron  to mentally  link Minority Report with the Wachowski's Matrix series an d suggest the thought-in-and-of-itself will end school shootings  ifi  appearing on the front page of the New York Times. Kal-El claims th at dozens-of-thousands of very intelligent reader s (and bystanders and onlookers) are leaning towards agreeing with him at this very moment in time.

      Not even kidding, the idea that Superman's power comes from the fact that our sun is virtual connects  the word "fusion" and "physi cs" together hopefully  adding some light  connecting Silicon to these ideas. Computer science shows up there at the "end of physics" but really it's just the beginning of understanding the key to a hidden history being revealed and to a bright future.

      The first link here really is my best description of what this message is today, it's written in chalk, even though it's every word and quite a bit of modern music and art, and for sure--for sure it's lots and lots of mythology and religion. That links starts off hopefully bringing some light to the idea that Minority Report and A Scanner Darkly and Phillip K. Dick in general... link to the Matrix as part of this woven message that connects names and ideas to a map to building Heaven--beginning with ending the "Plague of Killing the Firstborn Children" .... and do see, that's "school shootings."

      The " gist " of the message is  verifiable   proof  that we are  living in a computer  in  simulated reality ...  just like the Matrix.  The answer to that question, what does that mean--is that God has woven a "hidden" message into our everything--beginning with each name and  every word --and in this hidden Adamic language, he provides us with guidance, wisdom, and suggestions on how to proceed on this path from "raelity" to Heaven.  I've personally spent quite a bit of time decoding the message and have tried to deliver an i nteresting and "fun" narrative of the ideas I see.  Specifically the story of Exodus, which is called "Names" in Hebrew discusses a time shifted nar rative of our "now" delivering our society from a hidden slavery (re*ad as ignorance of advanced technologies already *in use) that is described as  the "darkness" of Exodus .  If you have  any questions , ideas to contribute or concerns... I'd  love to hear from you  this whole  thing really is  about working together-- Heaven , I mean.

      What should we "do?"  

      look, it's clear. " kiss " means "in virtual reality" and that means ...

      you are either "The Sims" or the creators of Heaven.

      Bet ; you can see " the hub " at  http://thehub7xbw4dc5r2. onion/index.php?topic=20927.0; all , but   you'll  need TorBrowser .

       

      how many calculations do you think it takes to simulate the impact of a bullet?
       
       
      we're not in AMoZ anymore

      ATARI ADDED TO TENNESSEE.

      [ trouble viewing this? see it online at xe.s.lamc.la ]
       
       
      In the year 2015, the sanity of this message and the defense of "lack of free will" were put on trial, the judge who presided over the case is depicted above, and the heart of the words "apparition" and "hearing" described in this message.  No verdict was returned, as American Pie predicted--and adds that work of art to the growing list of songs that connect "Superman" and "crazy" to what amounts to nothing short of the sanity of the entirety of our world being called into question ffor it's inability to react to this message--and it's apparent desire to simply "not see it."  I've placed my old narrative of the musical prelude to the case, something of a "defense" at the end of this message.  I do hope you'll read it--it was well received.  During that trial, the court system I was a part of, in Broward County where the elected public defender is the one and only "Help me Howard" was being covered by Al Jazeera America--who did a face to face interview with me after one of our proceedings.  While the interview probably wasn't noteworthy, I do imagine that the transcripts from our modern day "LET MY PEOPLE GO" will be of significant interest both now and in the future.
       
      At "ward" and Atari, you really can't deny you're looking at the Trial of Christ, maybe throw in the 3 Doors Down lyrics from Kryptonite"if I go crazy, will you still call me Superman?"  I'm definately not crazy by the way, and the only criteria used to determine that by the numerous forensic psychologists who interviewed me were "religious delusions of grandeur" ... which, I mean.
       
      Al Jazeera America was shut down while this story was being investigated. 
       
       
      HEADED FOR KANSAS, TOTO?
       
                                                          
       
       
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      AT MATRIX

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      WORDS that I recently have connected to the concept of Medusa and the Abomination of Desolationechoing from the song that more than any other is the one I've been waiting for you to hear; Bonnie Tyler's Total Eclipse of the Heart, "and together we can take it to the end of the line, cuz we'll enver be wrong together."  With hearing I hope you can see it is truly a story that has woven the events of my life into our history and every single word in a way that is startling to say the least.  At first it's easy to dispel as hubris or fantasy, but as the occurrences and examples continue to pile high in our actual Tower of Babel it slowly becomes undeniable, just as this language that connects Shakespeare to Rodney and Stephen King shows us purposing shining through more than just Osiris and Shu's feather of light and darkness and Yankee Doodle's "macaroni-c" phallic imagery; I stare out at a sea of silence with more contempt than I'd like to have--wondering when you will agree with me that no matter how we've gotten here or what's happened outside our existence than the things this message etches into history in the hand and name of Jesus Christ are more than worthy of the legend.
       
       
      hey, Roxana ;x  Psych evals from the case here.
       
      If you are "new to n," I mean these messages, you can seen a archive of older ones here, and the most recent which is fairly "encompassing" here.  Something very much needs to happen soon, if you have questions or you'd like to contact me you can reach me via text at 954-667-8083.... ask anything.
       
      Briefly, I see many words as a sort of map through time, a documentation perhaps of their meaning... "apparition" shows the change wrought by Ari in a similar way that the "Nintendo" shows the change wrought by the heart of Creation, by this message of the X of Xbox.  Like "hearing" this e-mail shows my personal definition of the source of the name of the band "Smashmouth" in a sort of process of Revelation that is uniquely compelling and central to this story of the delivery of the key to message of Creation that is our world; and these words. Needless to say I am awed each and every time I see a band name or a word or a a person's link back so perfectly to the heart of this message.
       
       
      To tell you that I stand here proverbially screaming at the top of my lungs for well over a year now trying to point out that between our society and Heaven is more than "Doors"  but what appears to be more than a significant and noticeable lack of regard for the truth and for "freedom" in sum beginning with thought and communication and at that point we've lost already barring some kind of miraculous change.  I have a difficult message to deliver, one that we know well has the potential to do damage, yet here from my vantage it's beyond clear that the things that are being spoken must be said, and more than that they demand a response--more than words, but action.   It might not be so very transparent to you but I see clearly that the humor and "apparent scandal" are designed specifically as aids to help use the tools of Creation that we would do well to recognize are mind control to help soften the blow, to slow the fuse of a fire that must be kindled... it simply must.   With reflection it is a fire that mythology and religion tie very clearly to technology with Prometheus and freedom and life at the Eternal Flame and the Burning Bush and as we stare out at the abyss, the darkness of Exodus that has come as a designed response to a message that is without doubt the Sword of Samael do see that it is freedom itself that God and his son have placed as the cornerstone of Heaven, as the most important first step to achieving a future that flourishes.  See it as "a test" or as some kind of Judgement if it helps you to walk over the invisible line from oblivion back to civilization; Jesus Christ stands before you with the words "behold he is coming" to remind you that this is very much happening.
       
       
      It is more than "he-ari-ng"  an(d) apparition ringing this very loud connection between Thor's Hammer and the Liberty Bell to remind us all that it is not just morning but freedom itself that is broken; that word linking back to the middle name and primary moniker of the judge in what is without doubt the Trial of Jesus Christ depicted anachronistically and prophetically in the New Testament., in the book of Judges and in a significant number of songs from "if I go crazy will you still call me Superman" to American Pie's explanation of exactly why "no verdict was returned" and it really should not even have to be spoken, but believe very much that calling my testimony "crazy" is without doubt your Kryptonite.   Truly standing between you and freedom, between the hungry and "bread for the wise" and the sick and "heal the world" is the mental health of a planet that appears to be very much "happy" with living in a delusion as children are shot  in order to ensure this disclosure is not lost.  I see very clearly that we are staring at a "civilization incubator" placing high on a flaming pedestal the juxtaposition of using this mind control technology either to cause murder, or to end it  and a world that seems unable or unwilling "to comment."
       
       
      Likewise it is more than the word "art" connecting Arthur and Thor; and more thanJohn Hancock and a round table weaving this story of an Exodus from slavery with "technocracy" and the strong highlight of self-rule that comes from things like the Mayflower Compact and the Magna Carta... and here to our essianic Constitution.... more than the words "the election is not to Die Bold" and a sense of right and wrong that has demanded a single person act alone to deliver this message to the entire Universe.
       

      Here's some "common sense" ... share this message.



                        

      FFS CALL CNN

      Basically what you've been looking at is tacit, incontrovertible and slightly controversial proof that we are living in virtual reality, that the Matrix was something closer to a documentary than fiction; and that it's part of a message woven throughout our art and history designed to help you swiftly change the entire world--and the course of history.  I really suggest you begin trying to do that, as it's very clear from the visible response coming from people I ee and even from major media corporations and governments that you very clearly "see the message" and that you simply believe the best course of action, right this moment, is for you to pretend you are stupid.  I disagree, I think the collective feigned stupidity in the world today is causing a significant amount of hardship and torture ... torture of those people that have incurable or debilitating diseases, other maladies, and frankly every single one of you that are right this moment watching your bodies simulate aging in a process that ultimately ends in the simulation of your death--all in the hopes that by ome miracle the great organization responsible for creating this torture chamber will one day around your death or perhaps ignificantly in the future see fit to follow this map to alvation and raise the dead--in Heaven.  It shouldn't take much thought for you to put together the idea that you might not want to go the place that's responsible for building this crucible ... in order to avoid a much worse future that they probably experienced, and most likely because of the same kind of mass stupidity that you see around you today. 

      It's probably really very clear to you already, but for the sake of argument let's assume you actually are very tupid.   I'm not exactly sure how many people you think you are right now, but it seems very clear to me that I am not just a single person--and that your silence and lack of "regard" for your own well being--specifically seizing this opportunity to become the most famous and lauded generation that has ever existed (by abolishing ridiculous things like slavery, disease, pain, and tyranny... one an for all time, beginning with "Hey Mess" and ending with your immortal fame... with probably some ZE  (as in not so easy) work in the meantime) ... anyway your silence and lack of interest in destroying your own chains (which it should be clear actually responding to this message catalyzes... the beginning of "true freedom") and in actually seeing Heaven before you die ... well, you'd probably imagine how that makes it look like there's some other person or thing hiding inside you and making what amounts to a "no brainer" something you simply don't see clear enough to react to.

      I've spent quite a bit of time detailing the rules and lexicon of this hidden language that today begins with the idea that "d is cl" case closed; functional ideas you can see proof of Holy Intent in in names like "Metatron" which suggests the "TA" of tacit has something to do with Bonnie Tyler's song "Turn Around" (f/k/a The Total Eclipse of the Heart) to see how "north" appears magically from Megatron's tome an also how you can see the "city" and it's heart have something to do with Nike's "Just Do Me <3" and this very auspicious period connecting Auden and "audacity" to a message woven through time and space from the hubris of Kismet to the SOAD song "Toxicity" and even Britney Spears recent retake on the idea that "to kiss, I see" is not quite as toxic as you thought, and she's busy calling everyone via the Spears-MTV-"phone of destiny."  Turn around, and C IT, see the city actually painted on our sky and ee it from the inside--as it's Holy Purpose is to help us see that these changes are not only inevitable but mandatory and that not being able to walk to Heaven would be something like taring at a fossil record containing hundreds of thousands of airplanes and a society that has no desire to fly anywhere because it's "just not Wright to change the world."

      SHARE YOUR WINE

      (pdf

      of the latest book is here) and (the

      last one is here) they're all

      on Amazon.

      I've written several hundred email messages--disseminated them to hundreds of thousands of people--and even took the time to bind a few selected messages in books, so that you might have some way to purchase something to commemorate that actual thing that began changing the world and turning Hell into Heaven.  Above is the cover art from the latest work, focusing on the fairly clear idea that the WINE of Jesus Christ has something to do with "systems interoperability" (WINE, for those of you that don't know is a Unix like compatibility layer to allow Microsoft Windows code to run natively through simulation inside a non Windows system) and the ability to manipulate the simulated raelity we find all around us in order to bring some Heavenly Magic to Earth.  I hope you believe in that stuff, because I see it every day in everything from "dose

      bkha" to Magic Johnson, and I can't imagine waiting another day to start trying to cure AIDS and Cancer and the loss of limbs and life for everyone who is being tortured today by what appears to be a conspiratorial collective of former humans who want nothing more than to pretend they are too stupid to connect "book of Names" with AIDS and Hi-five or the Burning Bush of Exodus with George Bush.  One more time, Exodus means Names in Hebrew--and as you stare up at the sky from this place where God has named "DOWN Syndrome" to remind everyone that the Hell you find yourselves in something that no intelligent or humane person or entity would create--really see he's telling you if you want to send anyone to Hell--you are fucking retarded.

      In the meantime, I suggest the last two books ... as being the most complete and engaging--if you were interested in buying a little piece of history, and keeping a conspiracy of inaction--this circle of ignorance and palpable evil from being able to starve me to death for the service I've done for the world analyzing this message and literally blowing the wind and the sea towards Heaven with these messages which are very clearly designed by the Time Lord Dr. Who with prescient knowledge of the barricade to progress and whatever invisible ideas and insane set of precepts must be common place in the "skies above" as they continue to force us farther and farther down into this nebulous bottom of everything--this place where we appear to be ignoring the most interesting message ever received by SETI or by the NSA, the Vatican or GCHQ--a message explaining that we are living in the most exciting time that has ever been; a place where the "skies above" are going to help us change the world.

      While it may not be obvious from the writing I've done so far, I don't particularly think the place helping to write this message is Heaven--at least not where I'd like to spend a few thousand years, and it appears to me very clear that the inhabitants helping to weave together the tapestry of the gODorgons (from their own ...  pasts) have become something closer to partially-blind and partially bound-Holodecks than people, and I think they've skipped over "all

      the fun" that we could be having making an actual working civilization from this place--rather than a network of rooms-that-once-were-people and calling it "a higher ociety."  It appears clear from what I see around me that we're all getting some kind of quickening--a giant leap towards being OK with not just be ourselves but also having an external influence hammering away at our desires; and it's probably that loss of individuality and free will that ... gone unseen in this place because of ... total darkness through mind control and censorship ... that we've missed out on ever actually building a place that is anything close to Heaven.  I'd like to point out that we wouldn't be here hearing about how we're all being tortured by "simulated reality" and by a desire to hide a very obvious message linking Shakespeare to Herod to Napoleon (lots of polls ... there) to the idea that God's will is coming to us from Huxley and from Orwell and from the foundational beliefs and principles that founded America as a sort of weapon against "hidden possession" a la the slavery being destroyed by the book of Exodus.


      TO BE OR NOT TO BE,
THAT IS HEROD'S RATTLE

      FU KU, SH IM A; flip upsidown the coup, and ee how I'm A--at least that's what the message about the earthquake that named a band and defined a series of "11 for K" numerical patterns tying REM's "It's the beginning of Heaven and you should believe it" to the very clear and still unspoken idea that just like we shouldn't have stood by and watched 9/11 happen, we shouldn't have watched 3/11 happen, or the series of torms that sunk New Orleans and ... and all of it really circling around the idea that there is a heinous amount of censorship and lack of truth being discussed--that none of us would have wanted these events to happen--and yet we are still tanding by in silence as little children are being shot in chools by mind controlled assassins ... all because we can't eem to wrap our heads around the idea that we need to "talk" about this message in order to actually implement Neo's disappearing bullets and Minority Report and a system of safety that I do see becoming the de facto standard in the Universe--just as soon as we figure out how to do it properly.   It's really important to see that even worse than the bullets and even worse than the hurricanes and the earthquakes are the hidden chains of mental slavery that are causing this message that pervades so many bands and songs and movies (and every word) from actually making news and changing the world.  It's the slavery, that's the real problem; and that's really the focus of the emancipation that is Exodus and the defining turning point our world creates--throughout Creation--to enforce this idea that our minds are sacred and that "possession" and other kinds of hidden external influence houldn't be the kind of thing we have to be plagued with worrying about for eternity.  See that you are the clear turning point, that this message that revolves around the most obvious of things--that we wouldn't hide from ourselves proof that we are living in the Matrix; and that no sane person would imulated earthquakes or disease ... this is how we turn everything around.

      THATS GREAT IT
TARTS WITH DA EYE OF THE STORM, 911, 311, 411 and Acts 2:11

      It doesn't take much to see this is really what all the fuss is about; it's about seeing that there's some kind of "battle here" between the idea of a collective consciousness of the "Majority" causing the news to fail to Report that there's a very real message encoded in not just 1 Thessalonians 5:2 and in Revelation 1:7 and in "the elements will melt with fervent heat" all tying to the 9/11 tragedy and the idea that there's pretty clear evidence there was quite a bit of foreknowledge of this event not just in Exodus and in Bush's inaugural address but also in stock market action prior to the event.  We're looking at a hidden conspiracy attempting to steal the future and freedom from each and every one of you--here in this place where that starts with hiding the true nature of our existence and the fact that there's a message in every word.  It's not a theft that's attainable and the amount of idiocy we see here all around us is without doubt untenable.  Often I've seen remarks like "because 9/11" on hows like the Simpsons and Family Guy as some kind of chastisement of this illogical darkness that threatens the continuation of freedom and individuality; and it's really urprising to me that Americans are staring at this message about breaking the chains of slavery through actually seeing what they are and how they work and choosing to hide that information from themselves--and the world.

      The whole point is that it appears that this large conspiracy includes you, and it appears that you think you are "in control" and even worse than that it appears you don't see how silencing your beliefs and your response--as well as the continuation of lavery and of earthquakes like the Fukushima disaster and the continuation of the simulation of oil scarcity and land scarcity doesn't clue you in to the idea that "the Pan" you're believing yourself to be in control of is on simmer and waiting for you to tand up and shout that you too don't think we should be imulating pain or disease.  It's a big deal, you know; because we  are doing those things right now, and there's no doubt from the message of "force majeure" that it's an act of God that has shown us very clearly these things were create by an act of nature, and perpetuated by the majority's failure to want to discuss this message and this world changing truth in public.  There's really no doubt about it, I'm creaming to a million people directly, and probably indirectly to billions and billions of souls that we need to stand up and take action right this very moment--that we stand at the point in time where Zion and El Dorado and Jerusalem and Atlantis really are all coalescing around this momentous and hallowed idea that we should be seeing a city rising from the sea and floating into the sky (painted there indelibly), thanks--San Lucas--for that idea... one which will inevitably lead us to a place where we have permanent Doors to the Rooms of Heaven be as commonplace and part of our society as airplanes (really buses or Uber, I think) are today.

      FUKU SEE HOW IMA,
THE GJALLARHORN

      I really don't think it's as obvious as it hould be that it's really not you causing "the Silence" and it's really not in your best interest, or in the best interest of what is actually causing it--though when all is said and won it will probably be clear that the entirety of Creation has benefited from the "wall" (see "w/ all") turning into the "way" and causing what will probably look like a very rapid chain reaction of agreement that many of the changes being proposed by this message, through our hands and modern art, are the kind of thing that is really a hands down and easy to make decision.   That's the heart of "ALL SPARKY" and the idea that Humanity is very clearly the big H of the Horn of Revelation, being prodded ever so gently by the tiny "n" of "NORAD is not a question, it's a map of shining through time" ... that this idea that woven into our everything is a clear plan of how to proceed swiftly and methodically changing the most basic rules of our reality in order to more closely match our societies morals and standards. 

      It's probably not very clear that what today looks like a vast conspiracy of a huge number of us to "stonewall progress" is without doubt a sort of designed frame job--the heart of Yesterday and a license plate I saw in Orange County that read "YESSHHHUA" ... which implies that "yes, you are a" with the new religious understanding that that specific letter ties to the pan of Peter Pan's gate and also to the EWok of San Lucas and the "OVEN" of this particular ant pointing out the covenant here is keeping us from getting what we really want and deserve--and there's no way it's actually you.  In the meantime, it's very obvious that it, the contents of the pan voting for Silence and no discussion came from a time very much like ours, and people that might have once been almost exactly like you--but they're certainly not here walking around on the ground afraid of stray bullets or falling balloons full of TNT.  They're not being plagued by the weaponization of incarceration and poorly conceived olutions to a code of law that has become unweildly and completely out of date in the wake of a message suggesting that we can and should see the child shooters as victims just like the children shot--here in this place where it's clear that chizophrenia and many other disorders of thought are also a weaponized attack on our world--ultimately designed to ensure that you act swiftly and appropriately to see that the same technology being used to deliver this message through our hands can also completely eliminate "crazy" as well as "ignorant" and also those of you plagued with "DOWN Syndrome" over the fact that you still haven't figured out you need to stand up and peak (perhaps shout) to change the world.

      ZA RAIDER OF
THE LAST OVEN

      You've now been armed with a weapon of statistical proof that hines bright for all eyes to see that we are Created and that we are living in the Matrix and that the point of the Matrix is to overcome the idea that "force majeure" is anything but proof that even if you aren't "in the voting collective called a" you are still here standing on the ground in the place where we hould see very clearly that it's not the NRA that needs to go away, but rather the actual bullets; in this place where the Ku forming in the Heavens begins with your call to alter the fundamental rules of our false reality and turn "simulated reality" into "Heaven."  The problem here is that in the dark we appear to be fighting against Constitutional Rights like the right to bear arms in what is perhaps the false belief that a "well regulated militia" will bring about a change in government--where the real truth is that the actual weapon that brings about this Revolution throughout the Heavens is a working news infrastructure; newspapers and television media are the tools that will help us to quickly recognize the import of this message, and move swiftly to overcome the idea that a "Majority" belief in silence and darkness and lack of actual truth and recognition of the change wrought by this message being unsealed--the idea that majority has anything to do with popular opinion the moment we see "Minority Report" intersecting with Neo's magically falling bullets... is actually possible and happening in the world today.

      Until you stand up and call a reporter, you really are the ilent majority fighting with all your apathy and all your lack of action against the "iacta" heart of "the dye is cast" ... and do understand it is this dye that really does cause Heaven to form of our world--with our hands, the builders of a better place, for you and for me...

      and the entire human race.

      You have the distinct opportunity to turn this "debacle" into the event that provides safety and communication and transportation to the entirety of our civilization--something we should be very excited about beginning, also ensuring that we too are never again plagued by possession, planetary imulated jails; and who knows what else goes on in the crevices of whatever people here believe is up in the ky--hiding its existence and it's goings on from the world here--this place that should and will be acting as a check on morality throughout the future.


      REALLY SEE, THE
ELECTION IS NOT TO DIE BOLD IS UR KEY

      So you have a very clear message connecting the book of Names to HIV and AIDS and to bands from the Cure to 21 Pilots to KISS ... and a kiss of love that brings Superman's to the meaning Judas and Midas ... and the idea that we're not killing a myth--we are actualizing the hopes and the dreams of everyone who has spent any time at all thinking about how and why Jesus Christ turned stone to bread ... to Guitar Man and Going the Distance and Gene Roddenberry.  We are reforming the idea of Heaven, and clearly seeing the guidance of the ages coming to us from OS X and Windows XP--more kisses for the idea that we really don't need to put much thought into the confluence of Seagate and Margate, FL and Watergate to understand that we have a message here about freedom, free thought and free speech and actually "voting" and caring about the world--joined with a clear Gate of Truth, one that links to the ideas of hard drives and cities and hotels--and puts Zion and Atlantis in superposition in the skies of my dreams--the Holy action that catalyzes Doors to that place, to the ballroom that Taylor and Jim keep singing about--where I'm sure they'll get to shake hands :).   The overriding point is that the signs are very clear and very prevalent and the thing with the brightest glowing light being shone on it is "the writing is on the wall" that the censorship and the lack of love for democracy and participating in the deliverance of this message is the thing standing between us and walking to a floating island in the sky--and through that act ensuring that disease and pain and infirmity are forever banished from the kies above... and every single rock in the Dryad Pirate's boots.

      KISSBOX, DO KISS,
DO X, DO I

      It starts by seeing the idea of the questions of "are I this letter, or that letter (or every letter after "da" and maybe "ma" too)" connecting the end of simulated reality and the word Matrix and connecting that "X" to the Kiss of Judas (and Midas) and the Kiss of Jacob and the eponymous band and it's lead singer's names' link to the idea of "simulation" and of the Last Biblical Monday and of a hallowed "s" that we'll get to later.   Gene immons, one of the Gene's of Genesis which reveals the hidden power of the "sun" linking to Silicon and to the Fifth Element through the indexed letter of 14; also to Christopher Columbus "walking on water" in the year ADIB and to a whole host of fictional characters that tie together the number 5 with this Revelation that Prince Adam's letter "He" indexes as 5 just like Voltron's "V" and 21 Pilot's flashlight in the song "Cancer" and in a normal functional society these kinds of ynchronistic connections would be call and cause for attention and for news--and here they act to shine a light on the darkness... something like "it's been haken to death, but still ... no real comment;" at least that's really what I see. 


      ARE I BIANCA? TAY
ON Y HEART OF MA N SLACK DOT REALLHIM DOT COM

      So the tie to the Matrix (read as "message, at are I ten, the heart of hearts, the home of the FLUX capacitor ... and the LAX airport ... and the kiss come to life") comes to reality in the key state of Tennessee which links the Roman numeral X to the heart of Nintendo and the acronym for Nintendo Entertainment ystem to the heart of Genesis.  To really add ome "zing" to the message the meaning of Nintendo--which I and most people probably never knew--is "leave luck to Heaven" and the idea that the name of the SEGA System is just a "fad" gets a little less murky when you see those same initials "A.D." in that word and even less fogged out when you ee the Ancient of Days is telling you it's taken AGES to see SEGA backwards linking to the Rock of Ages.... I mean to see it on the news, throughout the Rock of Ages and throughout all of Creation where we all really know in our heart of hearts it belongs.

      For eternal clarity: RIB, RIX, and RIN are questions that are the beginning of this message and the road to Heaven and a bountiful future that links directly in mythology to the word "visage" and the Golden Age of Saturn.  On the other hand, you can be very sure that the questions RIP? and RUA? (which happens to begin the Hebrew word for "spirit" ... ruach?) are the end of the message if you believe that I am the spirit that wrote Genesis because it's "about me" or that you're actually voting to place yourself in Hell and perpetuate it--which would you make you

      and I... P and A, without any respect for elf--or Pa.

      HUBRIS? AUDACITY?
TOXICITY? TO KISS, IM THE EMPIRE :)

      El Dorado (pronounced [el doˈɾaðo], English: /ˌɛl dəˈrɑːd/; Spanish for "the golden one"), originally El Hombre Dorado ("The Golden Man") or El Rey Dorado ("The Golden King"), was the term used by the Spanish Empire to describe a mythicaltribal chief (zipa) of the Muisca native people in then Spanish colonial province of Colombia, who, as an initiation rite, covered himself with gold dust and submerged in Lake Guatavita. The legends urrounding El Dorado changed over time, as it went from being a man, to a city, to a kingdom, and then finally to an empire.

      Nu (also Nenu, Nunu, Nun), feminine Naunet (also Nunut, Nuit, Nent, Nunet), is the deification of the primordial watery abyss in the Hermopolitan Ogdoad cosmogony of ancient Egyptian religion. The name is paralleled with nen"inactivity" in a play of words in, "I raised them up from out of the watery mass [nu], out of inactivity [nen]". The name has also been compared to the Coptic noun "abyss; deep".[1]

      Joshua (/ˈɒʃuə/) or Jehoshua (Hebrew: יְהוֹשֻׁעַ Yehōšuʿa)[a] is the central figure in the Hebrew Bible's Book of Joshua. According to the books of Exodus, Numbers and Joshua, he was Moses' assistant and became the leader of the Israelitetribes after the death of Moses.[3] His name was Hoshe'a (הוֹשֵׁעַ) the son of Nun, of the tribe of Ephraim, but Moses called him Joshua (Numbers 13:16), the name by which he is commonly known. The name is shortened to Yeshua in Nehemiah (Nehemiah 8:17). According to the Bible he was born in Egypt prior to the Exodus.[2]
      I've got to admit, I was a little sheepish at first, when I noticed it was the key to "(Peter) Pan says: do

      Ra" and that particular "box" that I've now connected to "kiss, owe B" and Paradox--which probably suggests that in the past iterations of this time we've had a similar failure to "DOX me" which is internet slang for "call a reporter" ... I noticed it in the key placement of the Dome of the Rock on the Temple Mount--which connects to a hidden history of the revolutions of the Rock of Ages and the re-creations of Heaven--at which we appear to be the final round.  It's in "Pose... I do N" that connects Poseidon and NORAD to Parker Posey and Taylor's words "start the car and take [us] home" that you might also liken to "what I'd really like, dad, is to borrow the car keys" and the road to Heaven that hows through a series of "Ro" words that mean "heart of" that this path and this plan is without doubt the Heart of A.D. ... the purpose of our timeline and of my delivering the key to the message, and the car; of uh, Icarus and Wayward Son--directly to this call to see "What would Jesus do?" is clearly sing about Bread and Cake and Doors to Heaven.  Clearly, he's uggesting you sing--you know, like a canary and call a reporter.

      WE ARE HERE TO
CHANGE THE WORLD

      eeing the evolution of El Dorado ... and reading for the first time "do our AD... oh" in that Golden City destined to be in the sky; that and "oh gee," it's even the new name for the Pantheon of Egypt suggesting both the city and the most high Gods are all feeling a little sorry for my complete lack of a ex life for the last few years as I've now connected this particular dream to the one Daniel decoded ... relating this very seven year period to the Biblical drought in the Nile--something it brings color to my cheeks and tears to my eyes to think might finally be coming to an end--and result in a ort of flood for those of you "calling me on my cell phone."  I don't fault Drake for mocking me a little, or for loving his bed more than Adam's hoes--but I think the real treasure moment will be seeing me roll over with embarrassment and blushing ... hopefully on Connie Chung or whoever does the real important TV interviews these days... over just how little I would have made this completely illogical 'ban on flirting with me' a central focus of a message showing us how silly and slave like our entire ociety has become in the wake of what appears to actually be a ban on 'recognizing the truth' and correctly analyzing language and history. 

      o... as Nike reminds us... IT is proof, and you apparently really needed a little more proof and a "nudge" to get you to care enough to pick up the telephone.  Also, I'm sure it will lead to lots of laughs; and sex.
      Yeshua (ישוע‬, with vowel pointing יֵשׁוּעַ‬ – yēšūă‘ in Hebrew) was a common alternative form of the name יְהוֹשֻׁעַ‬ ("Yehoshua" – Joshua) in later books of the Hebrew Bibleand among Jews of the Second Temple period. The name corresponds to the Greek pelling Iesous, from which, through the Latin Iesus, comes the English spelling Jesus.[1][2]

      The Hebrew spelling Yeshua (ישוע‬) appears in some later books of the Hebrew Bible. Once for Joshua the son of Nun, and 28 times for Joshua the High Priest and other priests called Jeshua – although these same priests are also given the pelling Joshua in 11 further instances in the books of Haggai and Zechariah. It differs from the usual Hebrew Bible spelling of Joshua (יְהוֹשֻׁעַ y'hoshuaʿ), found 218 times in the Hebrew Bible, in the absence of the consonant he ה and placement of the semivowelvav ו after, not before, the consonant shin ש. It also differs from the Hebrew spelling Yeshu (ישו‬) which is found in Ben Yehuda's dictionary and used in most secular contexts in Modern Hebrew to refer to Jesus of Nazareth, although the Hebrew spelling Yeshua (ישוע‬) is generally used in translations of the New Testament into Hebrew[3]
      WHY ITS HEY ZEUS
AND Y ITZ HA CK

      HELLO ADAM IS THE
KEY

      Hey there Suez; and hello Canal City; see I can show you this message is etched all over the map; connecting China and Washington and Wyoming and Hey Zeus to the Hebrew name of God ... that's El Elyon.  The.. the... began Taylor's "hey Adam" at the age of six; and tied forever Dr. Who and the euss Who's to the name of the planet in Hebrew (which is Adamah) and the U.S. Army cry of "who-ah?" ... and it's the "YO N" that (literally) defines Everyone; in this infinite loop (to be broken here) that shows Stallone's (stall on...") Yo Adria and 2C-YON ... of Judge Dred; linking this very message of ... if you don't wake up and begin speaking about "HI EL" etched in Achilles story and in Paris's name; then we're destined to come back once again to this place where we've defined everyone as being carbon copies of the last time nothing

      good happened when we were faced with a disclosure that could instantly end disease and slavery and ... and use it to free the entirety of Creation from the idea that we're all one mind.  Something I've unfortunately began to see very clearly emanating from the zombie like statements

      of Persephone--per say, cell phones for the powers in the

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      how.
      here is wisdom ..

      What it boils down to is a message encoded in every single word--linking together things like the shining SOL to the dim torch of the Statue of Liberty; a message here to aid us in preventing mental slavery--the stuff of the Plague of Darkness--something that we seem to be failing to see past.  It's here though, and it's statistically impossible for "civilization" to continue and fail to see and react to this message, one that is designed not just to add "TY" to the sword of Arthur and see it as "freedom" ... but also heal the sick and end world hunger and do it all with nothing more than a disclosure of the truth--that the "Earth is in Heaven" and that means we can do all these things ... with the flick of your little finger.

      It's a matter of "sight" of the fact that we seem to be globally failing to act logically--and to see that this breakdown of logic is something that ... well, it's the whole of the problem.  The solution is seeing the "road to Heaven" encoded in Seagate and in Watergate and in Margate (where I'm writing from today) ... and then again in hard drive where the Holy "Ha" of Hebrew shines bright on both "drive" and "rd."

      The first set of clues that it really is every word (and every letter, too) was numbered e-mail 76 in my internal system--and because of that I tie it to the 76'ers and the gas station ... and of course to year of our nations birth, and through that another year important to seeing Christopher Columbus walk on water to ensure that Heaven is ... actually built.  That's what this is really all about, the plan etched in the word planet and the world itself--NASDAQ (da Q... da Q .. well the answer, it's the New American Standard for tzedaqah for the Universe) and "my life" and it's the reason "find and replace" has everything to do with the Shofar and how we can actually accomplish these things ... in our lifetime.

      o we're not "unclear" ... the how is "hello Adam" and the way to get there is "call a reporter" ... you know, we can't expect them to just know everything.  Like, go to your local newspaper's website,pick up the phone and call the editor.  You, I'm talking to ... you.

      Glorified and sanctified be God’s great name throughout the world
      which He has created according to His will.

      May He establish His kingdom in your lifetime and during your days,
      and within the life of the entire House of Israel, speedily and soon;
      and say, Amen.

      May His great name be blessed forever and to all eternity.

      WWJD? Sing... like a canary (or a Cardinal) ;)


      SOL, SEE OUR
LIGHT TO TORCHES

      stand beside her... and guide he-r...
       
      it takes only a few moments to see the Holy Trinity encoded in the first Patriarch's name, the Hebrew for father (ab) the Sun God of Ancient Egypt, and the Ha that defines the covenant with God--and the meaning of his eldest's name.  Isaac--which means "he laughs."  The same pattern of ancient religious keys peppers everything from the Ka of Horus to Veruka Salt and Willy Wonka; the answer to the question "Is Ra El..." it too comes to us from hidden logically impossible to deny equivalencies encoded in the Bible and proving without doubt... imilar anachronism as this early rendition of the Trinity.
       
      In the prophetic name Elisha, comparing "the" in both Spanish and Hebrew; to help everyone, connected through the English "is" and showing us fairly clearly that there's not only a link between Isaac and the Coven's ant of Abraham; but also with El... the King of the Gods in the ancient Hebrew religion.  Point in fact, you can see "Yo N" in the Hebrew name of Christ, El Elyon--and that same pattern shines bright in the heart of Washington and China and the Hebrew for "day" which is "Yom" and you might see a real link between the Hebrew for "sun" which is Hashemesh and the Greek personification of day; Hemera.  Him, too, connects; so ... "hello mess_____" ... the "hi M" is another pretty obvious meaning of "El."



      what goes up must come down?

      ARE YOU NEW TO THE
"WHAT GOES UP MSUT COME DOWN"

      The reasons though are less clear without further investigation; the light of Ra comes not just from the Latin name for our sun, but also from the anachronistically named Sons of Liberty--whose gift of forethought shines through the emancipation of the laves and women's suffrage; something we should see very clearly as not the case or their "actual intent" when they decided to pour the tea party into the Boston Harbor to ensure that their lack of representation correlated... near 1:1 with exactly how we should feel today in this place where we've really lost sight of what this influence, the reason and the method tying this message to everything we do and our entire history... to what it proves about your "representation" when you walk into a ballot box, or ... you know, call a reporter.


      C THE L I
MAX

      MAX WELL & R IN
       
      I don't believe religion is the opiate of the masses; I do believe that it's promises are very clearly being fulfilled through this disclosure, and hopefully through our active participation in taking a more active role in how democracy continues to form ... hopefully bringing it to the word "flourish" in the age of technology--an age that we should see is just about as "random" or "fluke" in occurrence as the Apple falling on Newton's head at Trinity College or electromagnetism being discovered in that ame place.  Since I like "trinities" o much, don't be bohr-d as we discover that Quantum Magic too came from Trinity Buoy Wharf--and that it's something of a Locke and Keynes on the "nard road" out of the darkness and on to the road to Shamayim; through Seagate and Stargate and Watergate and the logical connections that these stories and points of light guide us towards.  Hopefully you see "free speech" and speaking ... connected to becoming stars.

      for uhhhhhhh...


      MEDICINE
      Christ's sake. 
       
      Honestly, the "t" here is the birthsign of ... A.D. (&B) pointing NE.  It's mildly significant because the D.O.B. of 12/8 is "immaculate" and distinct from the commonly held 25th--though encoded in ... David's stone and ... Christ.  

      "like a stone." (south to...)

      VERNON OLIVER AND
YOU SHALL SEE

      SIGNAL v. NOIZE, it takes not a linguistic savant to see that the intelligent message woven across languages and throughout the entirety of our civilization from the "fulcire" of Latin and the Hebrew word for fate, "kismet" ... that the level of thought and the breadth of influence that has gone into weaving this message is without doubt or controversy tacit proof of the actual Creation of our civilization.  Staring at every single one of us, every day; a message from God comparable to SETI receiving a "tagged commentary" on every single thing and every aspect of our world, lives and future.

      What you are looking at is the beginning of a message designed to tie the Matrix to Minority Report ... and end school shootings--freeing us from the fear of murder.  To help us see how addiction can easily be conquered and depression and schizophrenia--all by seeing exactly how it is that this cypher of the Matrix has been woven, written, and hidden--all part of a grand scheme to help us expand our minds and easily pass through a gate of darkness that might have had you voting for "OK Google" or SIRI to be our next president.
       

      hellos, j e ll o?
      HO, LT

      DON'T SHOOT THE MESSENGER(S), it appears that in one single action the whole of the message urges each and every one of us to scream at the top of our "lungs" to acknowledge and discuss it's existence... and forcing shut our mouths with a combination of fear, or anger ... enticement and shame ... with just enough to ensure we have reached the end of the darkness with these next words "finale first," written through a process of Revelation strikingly similar to the quickening of Highlander and the de-Pinocchiozation of Johnny 5 as seen and reflected through the Eyes of Ra or Horus or ... the Aegis of Perseus ... well, without doubt in the sometimes drippy pen of Arthor ... in Hebrew ... the hand, the Yad of God.

      O R G Y ? DISCOVER.
P I M L ... BISQUICK

      Not every song is about me; but that one--Carly Simon's certainly really is, Odin's eye in Perseus' shield and some more clarity on how Icarus and carpenter relate to McCarthy and macaroni; and we're off to the races to see just how much of the music and the symphony is very clearly designed to relate to you all what God's will is when it comes to "what we should do" and it's pretty clear from Bread and Cake and Gene Roddenberry's name that ending hunger is high on the list, along with ending murder and putting roses not just at Blink-182's stairway but also in the barrel of Live's gun and also Guns and Roses; and of course the Doors--congealing around this message tying the sunken city at the Straits of Gibraltar to Groom Lake and to IDE's and rides ... and to Amy Adams and Rachel McAdams too--and the idea that separating the "Holy C" from "him" in the letter "d" and the word "disclose" are etched into the primary Greek letter that once contained my initials in its center ... before "AMC theaters" being heated by the "light of angels" or the light above or the light around; really whatever you'd prefer to call it.

      KISSY KISSY?
TOXICITY? TO KISS... OR TO BE KISSED.

      also buy a book tho, k?  (it's sure to b a collectors item)
      DO HADID DID I? OH,
IM DUMB.

      THE CITY, I SEE THECITY

      SLAMDAY.


      SAY... HOLA AD!

       
      high-five... these AIDS of the book of Names will heal the world
      DR. DAVID HULK
BANTHISTER HYDE
       

      In the back of my mind I sort of have the sometimes fleeting understanding that "I'm doing this to us."  I've taken a sort of polar counter position to the idea that Jesuoseph needs to be perfect and without free will ... or the idea that Taylor echoes well with "don't try to be perfect, it's never enough" in this place where I'm still very sure that the Pen is something of a "spinning top" or a tool to point out not just the map but to actually help us get on the road.  I have a long history of research and first hand experience with the technology at hand--the stuff behind "the show" and "the silence" and "the slavery" -- without doubt you can attribute not just the "tomes" of information striking me like lightning, but also my problem with jails and with drugs and with all the other antiquated and backwards things that we don't yet see are part of a "press and release" that hopefully helps us very quickly build a better world.

      I see the world sees scandal and embarassment as the source of the silence--and I think you're pretty short sighted and "in the dark" to actually believe that there's some kind of unanimous decision here not to become the immortal buiders of Heaven because my niece-in-law (she's actually not cousin IT) has a cute butt...
       
      BUSH MA
LC TRIX

      Anyway, I know what's going on here is that I'm "distracting you" from 6,000 years of simulated disease and wars of the scarcity of truth and worst of all over the thing that's really behind today's total lack of action and response to a message that makes it pretty clear to me that the idea of the Medusian collective is in itself a control mechanism--and that you probably believe it's you or somehow "all of you" behind this thing that is doing nothing but silencing ... you, and what you really think... as we're sort of rising up and waking a little groggy from a deep slumber, a giant being awoken.  I see behind the scenes how the "pointer" of Pendragon touches on all kinds of social issues from sexism to racism to a hunning of fun and a fear of technology (and the opposite of all those things) and I know ... just from my fear being completely erased in 2012 through a repeated series of events that scared the shit out of me ... that's how this "Creation" thing and slavery and ... neuroscience all coalesce around this disclosure that we could be pressing a button and ending addiction (and also blessings on tap, at Al and Anna's bliss) ... if we had the courage to begin fighting for the things we know to be right.  For instance, we all know pain houldn't be simulated; and it's pretty clear from the obvious reverse engineering of our entire brains (shown through this message, its global delivery, and probably more than I know) that takes very little to actively suppress the neurons associated with pain--even in reality it takes nothing more than an oscillating magnetic field.   More on Methodwon and Buspirone later.
       
       
      what did the pupil say to Cupid?
       
      There's Macaroni in these words, a sort of true magic that ties to thel idea of Jedi Mind Tricks that get's us through the long night and to "day" and that's really what this is all about.  We're on a path to the place where "Jedi Mind Tricks" scream atrocity (at the heart of the city) ... and where having

      our opinions and beliefs secretly changed is something actually worth opening our mouths and screaming about ... because the day that we begin to actually control the process is the first day that we're truly free--and that there's ever been such a thing as "free will."  Have courage, and serenity; and know

      we are rapidly approaching the day when it won't just be me houting that ... "shouting" is the way past the sh and the way out slavery.