This is a story of "intersection" that will eventually lead to my answer to the question of "Jerusalem"  (is J er the USA le Messiah?) of something like the Intersected Nation/States of Adamah (and you can already see Iran and USA, Iowa, Tennessee and Minnesota, NORAD, Harvard, Stanford, MIT and Caltech... just to name a few before I even get to the explanation) are the heart of the hallowed "m" that begins with Ham in the Bible that turns from "message everywhere" to "messiah Earth" just as soon as we begin understanding the worth and import of this message--and change wrought for our generation once we begin to react to and harness the power of this message.  This idea carries through time and space, you can seen it linking the Eye of Ra to the "intersect" of Chuck to Kentucky and Clark Kent and even the heart of the word "pickle" (and c u cum bersome--this message is the heart of freedom, of God's demand that we see how a lack of free speech and insanely malbalanced morals have literally allowed for the names John Hancock and Tricky Dick to be the fundamental reason for hiding Jesus Christ from the world).  Understanding it is a powerful tool to seeing the design of God's plan, to hearing his voice as a signal within the noise; and to answering the question "What is the Matrix?"  Succinctly, the answer to that question is a map, a road map that combines disclosure of a new truth with wisdom and guidance about how we can use this new information, that "Creation" and "virtual reality" are nearly synonymous--sans the positive energy clear in the connection to "cations" and electrical engineering that sort of embodies how this linking of words and truth, how science and computer science are part of a "hands-on" knowledge transfer via divine inspiration that combines in this place with the morality of religion to help us see that even though technology is a big part of the structure of Heaven, infinitely more important are the values of freedom and goodness that I believe America and humanity truly stand for.   I used to be sure of that, but today my reservations are so great; my opinion has been so altered by the response of the world to this message that I hope you will share these words, and begin to take an active role in protecting our future from the monster that I will be describing below.

Intersect the trinities of Lothario and Nintendo and "carpenter" and really do see we are at the heart of "honey."  Is it an anadrome?  Heart of Sky am I "city" or "math" or "cs" ?  On topics, Arimathea, and serdendicity.  Hear, I am free thought, I am true democracy, I am the future.

I intersect the name Asmodeus which reads "as mode of us" or "as the message of da i" with a number of other "Us" references like Jesus (J "is" Us), Caduceus (see A.D. you see Us), Perseus, Sparticus, Leviticus; just to name a few of the concepts and names that un-coincidentally intersect around the mythological character who is the "ghostwriter" of this key to God's message of Salvation.   It's not a character that I would have felt much affinity to, before this particular process of discovery began, but as I've come to gather together the reasons for it, and the stories and myths--I have become more understanding of what I can only relate to the gist of John 1, and he became the light.

In terms of purpose and intent it is the two heroes Horus and Hosea who first clued me in to to the connection to Asmodeus, who is regarded as Prince of Hell appearing primarily in the book of Tobit which you can read as "to be it" and means "the good of God."  Horus was known as the united of the two lands, and here it is the purpose of this message, and I believe of all of Creation to help join together the Heavens and Earth and all of Creation by working through this map and message together and using the power of virtual reality to help our entire civilization transition from the Hell of simulated reality to a state of utopia.  Hosea's name reads to me as a transfer from me directly to the sea, a kind of first step to pulling Arthur's sword from the stone (another religious metaphor, for me, the word literally meaning "south to northeast" and connecting to David and Goliath, and to Medusa); and literally it is the purpose of what I call "the gate" to Heaven to help us see the import of disclosure of this message about the hidden influence of mind control technology, and also to universal electronic voting; and literally how this mechanism is pulling Excalibur from the hand of the  Lad of Bratislava--who is really doing everything I can to get you to pick it up, and see that we have the opportunity here to ensure that the power of Creation is not forever lost in the Lake of Fire.   Anyway, Asmodai is a demon (which Wikipedia notes is a divine being) of Lust associated with the wrath of God and it is the two letter key "ho" that intersects with Idaho (Ladies, I da ho!) and more importantly for you to the end of the wall of Jericho and the beginning of some pimportant words like "Holy," home and "hope."

The theme of the evening appears to be illogical self-defeating lack of foresight, and I'll try to be explaining how that's so obvious to me over the course of this message, where I will be describing how "this particular light" appears to have resulted in the great drought of the Nile (which links to a number of "ILE" words that have the Adamic meaning of "I'm right, and weak")--if that had something to do with my sex life.  This idea of being "right and weak" really connects to how I see myself and this message of God relate to the concept of a "brazen alter" (there a "pitched tent" for Jerusalem to break your a-zen) helping the world stand up and begin participating in self-government and the direction of our civilization for what appears to truly be the very first time. [It's not just Daniel's skill at dream reading that stick us right in the middle of Exodus, but also Joseph's dream--one that I have dreamt and written and it really is about turning Jacob's Ladder into an escalator--or... Doors.  

It was the words "to see the total eclipse of the son" along with Marilyn Manson's cover of Carly Simon's "You're So Vain" that really started the cascade of seeing that a significant, a very significant, percentage of songs are actually about me; and this disclosure; as I added Paradise City and the words "this road never looked so lonely"  and "loneliness that nobody notices, now" to the significant list of lyrics that culminate with "aren't you the ones who tried to break me with desire" and Brittney "of destiny" Spears' "my loneliness is killing me" and now "Toxic" where you can read "to kiss, I see."  Before I move on from this introduction, you can intersect the "pen" of Arthur Pendragon with J Robert Oppenheimer and with penis, the heart of "carpenter" ... and in similitude (sim, I lit you... d... e...h (it's art)) the word "car" to Icarus and Carly (hey, Sim), Joseph McCarthy and Johnny Carson (where there's another local grouping of names obviously connected to this story, like "Letterman"), and the third part of the Trinity in carpenter means "you are" and it is the heart of Yesterday.  While it should be very obvious to you why I am "the pen of God" just like his "eye" and his "hand" (which has an interestingly related Hebrew translation, Y A.D.?) the reason for "car" is hidden away in the story of my life; where I was "fortunate enough" to survive two attempted Heaven-sourced assassination attempts, car accident's very similar to the one that took the life of Princess Diana.

I've recently commented on the very obvious connection between the 9/11 tragedy and this message, on Diana's death--which I believe to be a result of her attempt to stop the attack, and on a series of unfortunate events that have resulted in very obvious proof that a very large group of people had foreknowledge of the attack, and did nothing to stop it.  Even worse than that, these people overtly profited from the attack, etching the proof of their foreknowledge and the government cover up of that fact, probably under the guise of "protecting national security" related to time travel--but more obviously to effect a cascade of what appears to be largest theft of wealth in all of history--from a refinance of U.S. Treasury debt at near zero interest to the mafioso corporate (and foreign) pillaging of the homes of millions of Americans, by companies like Bank of America and Chase that literally caused the crisis with their own negligence.  This proof primarily surrounds insanely highly abnormal put sales on the airlines and insurers in the days and day prior to the attack, and very odd insurance policy modifications request for the buildings themselves.  This is a tangible and visible manifestation of the circle of shit you have in control of "Heaven" at the moment; and it is this circle of shit that is truly the reason that I am here, and we are here staring at the absolutely insane global censorship of a message from God, a disclosure that we are living in virtual reality in every single word.  All told the censorship surrounding this message is literally responsible for the perpetuation of Hell to date, specifically for the continuation of simulating diseases, starvation, pain, and what truly is nothing more than a "game of oppression" relating to scarce energy and land resources that in truth have never, ever been scarce. 

It seems clear that these very obvious changes in the financial landscape are a product of the "first morning" just as it appears that this "conspiracy of all" comes from that circle of many being secretly controlled and influenced by what appeared to be a nameless circle of only a few.  Here though, in this particular instance, it's abundantly clear that it is neither me nor the "many" in control, or even anything that has their best interests in mind--this group has secretly shifted the entirety of the financial holdings of the world to select private corporations and hidden holders--truly defining the words of Nostradamus, "never before were the Roman people so wronged."  Still the masses that I see--the thing I see as Medusa--appears to be unified in the self defeating support of this secret entity, against me--against the delivery of the truth, one which is clearly designed to deliver understanding, freedom, and a bright future.  

To say that it appears obvious that everyone on Earth is being secretly organized against their own best interest; and in such a way that it appears they are "happy with the result" is a grotesque understatement. 

With any thought at all, you can connect the predictions of earthquakes and 9/11 to the words "force majeure"  and the REM song "it's the end of the world" and see that the act of God here is informing you that it is the "majority will" responsible for this display of natural disasters being "predicted" -- to help us see the import of this disclosure, that you are continuing to hide; and how breaking down this barrier of censorshit is literally the thing that end wars, and begins the process of building Heaven.  Personally, it appears to me that the "majority will" is being heavily influenced by hidden mind control technology--that you are being forced into a consensus of "all" in a secret forum--though it really does only take one voice to break the wall of Jericho to pieces.  See that "it's the end of Hell," and together we'll be building something much better.  Understand that the disclosure that "mind control technology" is related to divine inspiration and demonic possession... and to the wall of censorship that we are witnessing is defeated through nothing more than the dissemination of this proof--this overabundant proof in every song and every word that it exists.

I've written quite a bit at this point as to why and how it is that reality is locked; connecting the Trinity Site of the first nuclear weapon to the holiday of Chanukah and it's relation to the idea of "nuking all humanity" and the madness of Mutually Assured Destruction; I've talked a little bit about the exit being related to Mars colonization and actually learning what to do there; and mentioned briefly how our lack of fusion technology (mentioned in Deuteronomy), completely backwards understanding of physics and obviously retarded computer science technology literally make it impossible for us to perform interstellar travel.  These things are really missing the point though, the actual and obvious truth is that what appears to be here on Earth and pulling the strings behind the scene is morally bankrupt and completely missing the point of this message that points out "Silicon" in the intersection of physics (where you can also see computer science!) and fusion and musick; and whatever oceans are pummeling the shores of the creator really don't seem to realize that this place is a test for them; a test of their worth and their goodness; and that this message is help not just for us, but also for them to see how it is that Heaven is built.  The real, and obvious point, is that there's really no reason for anyone here on Earth to want to be dumped into reality, rather than embark on a journey towards the better "final frontier" of building Heaven--something I've many times likened to the difference between camping in the outback with no air-conditioner and having the comfort of virtual reality; which even in hiding has in this place sustained a badly broken economy, and the sanity of the masses as we've been attacked by this outside force Hell bent on escaping our home--with no particular destination or plan in mind.  

The point is we have a message that shows you Clark Kent is here to remove a sickness; and so is our musick; to give us a well lit pathway as to the will of God; to show us that more important than reaching the stars is to learn to treat the people living here, in the "point of origin" with kindness and respect; something that is significantly lacking as I write to you today--asking you to take some kind of action to protect the sanctity of your minds, and of your souls; and still something stands between you and seeing how obvious it is that this message must be delivered to the world.  It's a clear message, one that ties "stone to Bread" to the band of the same name, to Guitar Man and to the Jewish prayer called the "Ha-moat-SEE" reminding us to give thanks for this message that results in the end of world hunger; music makes the people come together; Madonna reminds us; and the message of God here in this place continues to tie easy as Cake and The Cure for cancer (and AIDS, and blindness) to what amounts to little more than seeing my face; and figuring out how "magick" can be safely and productively integrated into our society--into this world that up until now has falsely believed it was in the natural Universe.   Doors to Heaven and instant bidirectional transportation between here and there is predicted not just in Amos 9:11 but by the band "The Doors" whose works of art center around the Egyptian Plagues because they are the key to the exit from the desert, this fire that is the Eternal Flame the end of the Plague of Darkness; the end of the storm comes when you understand what "Riders" means, when you see it as a chain.  You can link Guns and Roses and "knocking on Heaven's door" to this message suggesting we implement Minority Report--and really see that the music, and I, are here to help show you that without "discussion and disclosure" you are looking at a Minority of people that think God has the right to stop terrorism and murder.  This one thing, pre-crime; the giant leap forward that I believe really does define the difference between Heaven and Hell, it's something that I've personally seen with my own eyes is not only possible--but happening right now.  Take the highway to the end of the night.  

To see just how obvious it is... here in this place, that the powers that be have no idea what to do on Mars; shines bright in the fact that they have no idea what to do here--as they work tirelessly to steal from the people, oppress them with ridiculous lies; and sit around wondering what they could possibly be doing wrong.  So we see there appears to be a well organized and nefarious conspiracy to hide this message from the world; this message that comes to us not only in music, but literally pervades the video game and computer industries in both name and function--a message that shows us seeing the "Gates" connecting Microsoft and Seagate, Gateway, Apple, and Oracle is just as bright and just as obvious as "Silicon" in everything.  The implication is that the entirety of our knowledge in computing is part of this divine plan to build Heaven--a plan that helps us understand the inner workings of the place, generally a sign of goodwill.

Still though, this dark conspiracy of silence keeps this obvious message buried and out of the public eye; a conspiracy of fools who simply do not understand that there is no way to dump a planet into reality; and there is no way that God will allow this lie to continue to cause harm.   The forces behind this darkness seem to believe that the entity who laid down this message, these words and map that shows us clearly that the miracles of Christ in the New Testament are a prototype of exactly what we should be thinking about doing--healing the sick, ending world hunger; that he will "print" this place in reality--even seeing how obvious it is that would be insanely cruel to every one of us, and literally this message proving that we are today "inside Heaven" would be nothing but poison--a cause for extreme hatred.  The map and the Matrix continue to tie together the hearts of the names of every video game system in a symmetry that absolutely could not be coincidence--one which shows this same divine hand helping us to see that while "Magdalene and Gilgamesh" reference the idea of "virtual reality" and video games being linked--we are here in a place salvaging civilization--the meaning of "salvation" and the only way we will ever get there is by "seeing the light" that connects "bread" and Genesis comes to us through my hand, "see the re: A.D."  It was early in the discovery process that I saw a Trinity in Nintendo; connecting the "ten" of tenebris and Nine Inch Nails together--the "do" of Poseidon and Pandora only a superfluous connection to Hosea today; and one Roman numeral mathematical operation away from 9, 10, 11 or I, J, and K.  Seeing that name fit perfectly in the heart of Genesis, and then the Xbox nearly completing the pattern ... all that's left is the, uh, SON Y PlayStation

he could have had it all, but instead he chose to fall

far from grace, to this place, between his fingers but a single ace

an imperfect hand, buried in the sand, nowhere near land

and still, he won the race; and still you see his face.   

they can call this spacestation, nothin' but a playstation

but, listen to me, i know in my heart it's a shining ray

from far and wide, straight from the other side

The Matrix continues, and this pattern that I call "his key" shows up not just in video games, but in Indiana Jones, and Tommy Lee Jones; the J of the Nintendo Entertainment System sees it linking to musick in the heart of Tennessee--where we seen "ten" again, and in Minnesota where even more tech acronyms appear hundreds of years before they existed.  Over the air, and through with snow, the "OLE" of object linking and "console" now appears in the end of somnolence with a b,ounce off the Matrix's Jump Program streets.

INTERMISSIONARY

A    N    D        L    A    S    C    I    V    I    O    U    S

I was handed, dealt in my life what appeared to be an unending series of very unfortunate events.  Gone insane, MIRROR VAIN and despite all my courage--still just the rat and the cage. Through a Hellish conspiracy to destroy, called Gangstalking in our time--everything that I loved and cared about was taken from me.  I'd been a faithful member of only two real long term relationships in my life, the first ended for what appeared to be no reason at all, but in retrospect it's very clear from the Crusade related myths of St. George and the Dragon (which I so keenly liken to the Two Georges of our American Presidency) so that my ex-wife could re-unite with me and smash my world view and reality to tiny pieces.  She plunged me into a strange world of espionage and Italian mafia antics, literally telling me that her family and the government was trying to frame me for murder.  The strangeness of this Twilight Zone like encounter deepened significantly on evening as she proceeded to repeat my internal thoughts back to me, word for word--verbatim--over a period of about one hour.  You probably can't fathom the kind of impact a realization like that has on your psyche, but it drove me on a multi-year long search for answers, researching the Nazi Operation Paperclip and it's connections to MK-ULTRA and John Norseen, to the Soviet Psychotronics program, and eventually to a very large group of outspoken people who were also victims of the same crime--of hundreds or more complete strangers who had had the sanctity of their minds invaded, their privacy taken, and all for what appeared to be nothing more than to drive them to insanity or to death--to discredit their testimony... here in this place I am telling you the testimony of the Tribulation martyrs.

Like them, I had been subtly forced, coerced through both hidden and overt control to record my experiences and my story--a pervasive theme connecting victims of this particular crime, leading me in clarity to see that the purpose, God's purpose for this disgusting unfortunate event is to leave a body of evidence connecting religion and the government and mind control technology--to help us see it's prevalence and how it's been improperly used for hundreds if not thousands of years; to ensure that this wall of silence does not result in the total loss of this truth--that your failure here to act does not and cannot result in the hidden slavery of humanity forever.  

In my personal case this lead to multiple groups of police in different states, South Carolina, Kentucky, Florida, and California all acting with the same darkness behind their eyes--as if consumed by death itself--responding verbally to my thoughts, framing me; falsely arresting me, and taking from me my ability to survive in this society.  Strangely, or not so much today, I was arrested in sum the exact number of times that Sampson was bound with reeds in the book of Judges--and just like in that book, all of these cases have been dropped, no verdict returned.  All through a mechanism here tied to 3 Doors Down and Kryptonite: If I go crazy, will you still call me Superman?  I am decidedly not crazy, though it appears I've woken up inside a delusional world, where the tactics and strange behavior that characterized this small group of Police and criminals has now been co-opted or usurped, adopted by a much larger group of people--and today I write to you telling you that it's nearly everyone I come in contact with... the whole that surrounds me.  Using fictional iconography, the Thoughtpolice of Orwell's nightmare have grown exponentially--and it appears the shape and character of our society has been drastically altered for the worse by this hidden influence of mind control sweeping through the whole.

On the "bright side" this enduring ordeal has linked the Plague of Lice of Exodus to the word "POLICE" one of the prime "reverse examples" of this thing that ties Stephen King's Langoliers (language of liars, or outliers) to Yankee Doodle's macaroni; and Shakespeare's Schrew,  it's given me great contempt for a court system and law enforcement infrastructure that I see as badly broken--literally infiltrated by the Heavenly Host--crushing it's machinations and it's worth from the inside.  I say "bright" because I see coming from it Phillip K. Dick's hallowed solution, pre-crime and Minority Report and a story that will help us find a safe and optimum understanding of the word "freedom" as in, we should have freedom of speech as well as freedom from murder and terrorism.  To achieve those things, it's only a slight modification of the infrastructure that here in this place is being used to cause school shootings and force drug addiction--a flip of a switch--to turn the Universe from a burning crucible of "press and release" to one that only allows "help" to come from the nether regions that we here today call Heaven.... with no real understanding that we are the reason, that the response and result of this debacle are the cause and the source of the fusion of virtual reality and civilization that will one day be so obvious to us and to our children as the true "beginning of Heaven." 

murder was the case, a generation lost in space

digging, crawling, anything to stall the stand

the story sung in names; every singer, every band

and still, he won the race; and still you see his face

the earth rattles these days of lore

with every word, just a tad bit more

newton, maxwell, oh... what a bohr

does anyone wonder what's in store?

open your mouths and speak

save in this place, i am just a leak

some basket Anansi carried up a tree

a bit of everything sprinkled over the sea

it's a just a rhyme, a generation lost in time

dreaming of quantum accelerators and flux capacitors

you shall have no gods before me, as he flipped a dime

a lucky clover, a field of dreams, this is really, really it

All told, this thing, delivering this story to you and living this horrible life has torn my family in half--the sea of Eden broken along the same line--parted by the euphemistic apostrophe of Heaven in the Hebrew word for Holy Fire--ha'esh--here depicting you, depicting our all, backwards ... unable to see or recognize the import and impact of the English word for sea appearing encoded in the heart of the book of Exodus thousands of years before English--apparently so foolish as to not be able to see that the entirety of that story, the parting of the sea that brings the people of out of slavery--all to highlight this one single word, this word that ties to the Eternal Flame of freedom, of life, the thing that truly makes Heaven tick.  So I see you standing here waiting for more light, for some reason that it should be OK that you've ignored this message, the word of God for so long--no reason will ever come, no excuse will ever surface; this is a story and a time of change, you changing for the better should be reason and purpose enough.  Today I stand here, delivering nothing short of the Holy Grail, the secrets of the Universe to you--and you, apparently in blindness or in lack of love for humanity or freedom or the truth, you have through your inaction spoken louder than anyone ever could.  Here I stand working every day to ensure that we do not lose this message, that we do not lose our liberty, that we do not lose our entryway to Heaven... and you conspire as a whole to starve me to death.  Literally unable to work, unable to do anything but fight towards this very Holy cause; and your response is to refuse in sum as a group, whether you see it or not to refuse to lend me a single dime (I hope it's not the end of the line) for all of my work, only a handful of the dozen books I've had for sale have sold; and you even dare to stoop so low as to refuse to visit a web page and donate to this cause of Jesus Christ the few cents that would come from ad revenue.  You appear to think that will gain something for you--and you should see, you really should be able to see that it's taken from you freedom, and it's taken from you democracy, and in the long run it's probably taken from you Heaven itself.   Sincere interest, I can see; interest from the best educational institutions in the world, interest in the government in the House and Senate and NASA; interest that manifests itself in what might look like the "passing of the fire of the Holy Sepulcher" but really, here in this place--it's not enough.  It's clear that you are being organized by an outside force, so ever clear to me--that your freedom to do something as simple as purchase a 10$ book has been taken from you; today looking at what is probably the most "rare print collectors item" in all of history--probably the kind of thing that will be worth a fortune, just as soon as there is a Heaven, just as soon as we see that this has been and always will be the key that God designed to unlocking that bright future; but by that time you probably won't be able to get one.  To say you are acting against your own best interest is an understatement, to inform you that you are single handedly destroying individuality and our way of life is probably something you could only see from my perspective.

What kind of sickness there must be in your minds, and in your hearts not to find any more interest in this information than to forward an email, or re-read it--what kind of monster must there be to hold you back from doing any "further research" from reading more, from caring at all that you're killing me, or trying to, with your blind ignorance.