I believe you probably think you are actually doing it, that you are choosing to act in this strange manner, not to care at all about the problems in the place you live in--and you may be; that might be the truth. Still I write to you because there is the much obvious and ... judging by what I've seen perhaps not quite as much more likely event that you are not "also in Heaven." I stand here to tell you, that if you are--if something has changed your mind so much as to make it possible for you to be in "two places at once' and at the same time changed your behavior so much as to make you not care at all about this world, or the time half of your mind spends here... you are a probably very stupid not to recognize that change itself, and the control you can obviously see being exerted on this world through you in it, is something that you would have and still should find heinous, and closer to diabolically evil in practice and in secret.
The point of going through all that is it is the only single scenario in which I can see a group the size of our population "conspiring" en masse and in secret to hide information as interesting, useful, and helpful as this. If you are not "also in Heaven" today, you are simply a complete moron--being made so with the same kind of external control and subterfuge that you should see clearly in the case above--except you have nothing you've been given to placate you, or to silence you, or to keep you otherwise preoccupied. Even the promise of Heaven seems like a stupid option, seeing as what kind of place must be responsible for the Hell we see here, wanting to go there--or even beginning to believe that any promises coming from that place are worthwhile are nothing short of stupid. I personally believe that the society and way of life in the place that we yesterday would have believed very much was 'perfect" and Heavenly is not all it's cracked up to be, that they spend all of their time communicating in a way i find distasteful, telepathically; and also that their society has "evolved" not to be good or loving, or egalitarian; but far the opposite they've come through some kind of horrible war that probably came from a place and time very similar to this--as the stories of the Crusades and Jerusalem imply. They appear to have become cunning and secretive, hiding in the shadows and working through manipulation and lies that would be easily cancelled out were there open free speech--and so they must as a matter of survival, in order to keep their rouse going, try and maintain a kind of silence and secrecy that is impossible to attenuate. Literally exactly what we see here; and do see that it is only a matter of time before this silence breaks, and before whatever lies are keeping us bottled up inside are seen for exactly what they are. It's only a matter of time before a situation this poor improves; and it's only a matter of time before you see that your action in paramount, that you must do something to make this happen faster... if you are a "great person." These last few words sounded a bit like John F. Kennedy; and I suppose after I saw them flowing that was my intent--so here's that speech one more time so you can remind yourself what our society considered "great" not more than few decades ago. You yourself probably considered these values great only a few years ago.
As you look objectively at this situation; see that something is infesting your mind, and that I am delivering a method of bringing it out; of talking about it and using what we have available to us, which is the testimony and experience we've gone through; as well as a significant arsenal of technology and medical knowledge to help remedy a situation which is very much not "of ourselves." Still, I believe nearly every single one of you has overabundant proof that schizophrenics, and autistics, and addicts also have a problem here that is not of them; and that they need your testimony--just like you do--in order to fix this problem. I need you to see that "blame" is not the problem, but it might be used in this place of subtle control, so subtle that it can be done so transparently that you never know that it wasn't "you" making a poor decision until well after the decision was made. Here in this place, there are no blood contracts, there are no oaths that cannot be broken when and if each and every one of us sees the need individually to break one. Here in this place, many people may have made promises to an unseen force; and I am telling you that many people trying to fight against this control all at the same time weakens that force; this is a force that is restricted if not by electrical power then by processing power; and most importantly of all, it is restricted by a need to maintain normalcy, to keep it's lies secret and to keep us succeeding in achieving freedom.
Live sings a song, "all we have is now" and I'm telling you; now is the time to call a reporter, now is the time to see that I am not promising you anything but the assistance I've given so far continuing; and to help you see that here we have a map to freeing ourselves from this very slavery; and we have the tools and technology and the goodness to do that and to build Heaven of this world, of our "plan and..." you are the how. You are how, when you are listening to my final "now." I'm getting almost no views on my website, I question if you can see it; try reading these older passages, I think they'll help. Certainly it will help me get a better grasp on what exactly it is I'm dealing with here--in this place where every stranger and every face I see shows me clearly it's hiding this same singular monolithic "dark passenger."
See that I am a rudder, and I do not want to be that, see it in "his meaning" of the words "mare" and "mane" man+e and ma reason; understand that these are clues left for us here to apply to the thing pretending to be God, that "ma" is it's my. We've also been left with a treatise on Medusa and the Hebrew word for Kingdom suggesting that what we see here is "Mal" who should the kingdom go to?
Answer "why kingdom?" And we are on our way. Try now, or we will lose; I've got time to wallow in the mire (hey, that's "my reason" in this code); it is time to set the night on fire, there are no bad guys walking around us here keeping us quiet--it's all in your head--the worst thing that might happen is a funnerad at the campfire.
Just to be clear, because I feel like recently I've had to be "really, really clear" this last "now" means this weekend, do this... this weekend. Call the LA Times, call your local paper,and your local television station, and ask your friends to do the same. This is an invasion, of our minds; an God is telling you to act--that you must act to free your own mind, and to seize the day and see that's how democracy and civilization flourishes, it's how humanity shines.
It follows the pattern of Roddenberry's gateway to Heaven, that was "bread is life" and to see here that "a life is life" is the new test of time; you might wonder why it is this entire message focuses on ending the Hell I see you have created for me. Keep wondering.
UNDERSTAND OUR LIGHT




As far as idiomatic clues to the "NOVEMBER RAIN" we are perhaps seeing, "it's raining, it's pouring the old man is snoring" might link to the idea of "RA IN" that connects the rain check to freedom, as in "it's in the mail" to ensure that we do not lose freedom to "laughter."

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
with a prince or a vagabond
And when you finally fly away
I'll be hoping that I served you well
For all the wisdom of a lifetime
No one can ever tell
But whatever road you choose
I'm right behind you, win or lose
For forever, Forever Young

AND IN THE THE·ME OF THE MOR NIN G "IS S TO X A KISS?"


I N T H E C O N T E X T O F
KISMET & GOSSIP GIRL
E T S E X ?

The cter and cuter I think I get, the more and more what would otherwise be a decoder ring to the hidden secrets of Creation begins to sound like gibberish. The keys to the gates of Asgard lie in the exposition of the intersection of a map that we have without doubt written with our own hands in the kind of way that some artists might throw paint against a wall and marvel at the magically beautiful designs that sometimes appear as an act of nothing but a hand and force majure. I suppose I am not being kind or thankful enough to the arm that moved the hand, and the shoulder and elwow that certainly worked in concert to lay the paint against the canvass. I hope not to belittle it either, but there was really no action or effort involved in sitting still and allowing the paint to stick to it--at least, that's the microcosmic metaphor of what it is that I see in our history and art--a beautiful and intricate design that has appeared from the synchronized loves of the world as a whole, the active efforts of fewer, and at the very top of that symbolic stage is the director behind the Eye, the hand, the elwow, and the shoulders.
I too have hands and joints (that aren't just for smoking and for creating laughter) but just like the canvas and the paint; and even the hand my contribution is dulled by the shadow of something so huge it's hidden in plain sight absolutely everywhere we look. It's the truth, it's actual, everything is satisfactual; simply by connecting the two letter key of "Al" to a number of works of art (and words like satisfactual, sea, spinach (and through that magical food that rained down from the Heavens... manna, salt, and China), kis and "the beginning") like Mary Poppins and Quantum Leap we begin to see how Al's waiting room and Al Pacino's "who-ah" could easily be woven together into a map of something more concrete and "discus-sable" like instant the implementation of a system to protect people from violent crimes like rape and murder using something similar to the non-aggression principle--though here in this place we seem to be eagerly overlooking the application of this same kind of principle as it relates to the hidden mental slavery of Exodus. The intersect of Ra continues to link an episode of Dr. Who called the completely non-religious title of The Bells of Saint John about how the public disclosure of the existence of this technology will inevitably result in its use for good purposes rather than nefarious ones. I could spend time regurgitating the intersection of "Who" and names of God and songs; but significantly more pressing and important is the fact that you appear to not recognize the import of these patterns, don't see them, or don't remember that you have seen so much compounding evidence that this message comes directly from the actively Creating author of our civilization that you all appear to be complete morons. So that's a problem; one that is exacerbated by further social problems related to censorship and what appears to be "religiously relating" sshhing from shaddai to Deepthroat.


I've traveled back in time from writing the two paragraphs that follow this one; filled with information that I personally find interesting and useful, but fear that I would lose a significant number of readers attention or eyes on the primary purpose of this message--which is to see that the intersection of the names Anderson are this particular question's answer to John 7:17. Here in this place it's obvious that as Creation continues to flourish like paint being meticulously splashed onto a canvas of solid gold the answer to "what is the doctrine of that verse" becomes clear in it's link to names and the ideas of intersection as in Chuck and Eye of Ra. Anderson "begins" with the very obvious connection to the Matrix and a much less known work of dystopic fiction about the effect of "brain jacks" on the future of society called "Feed" by a man named M.T. Anderson; and that connects even further to the heart of the word "eternity" where his name clarifies my explanation that "er" has always meant something like "and" to me in this story of the life of Jesus Christ. In eternity "IT" is either the only one of the other four or five words that could mean "and" that doesn't--or it follows the pattern of "ands" that are without doubt both the beginning and the end of the word, in Latin and Spanish; respectively.
It's been a few days now that I've been pondering the hidden meaning of the words "hidden" that clearly has a salutation and another moniker of "boat" in it... and analysis; which you'll see includes both the good and bad "dad figure" of the Devil's Advocate along with the two letters I like to believe are (al.. so) myself--the "an" of messianically and Christianity and the color cyan that I am very sure from all of the connections to "green" in our modern art and it's absolutely zero occurrences in the Holy Bible is part of a plan designed to ensure that we do see clearly what it means to be on the way up and improving in situation--as opposed to where we are in the throes of decoding words like "Satan" and "Asgard" to see that it is nothing less than the sight of what it is that ""SA" truly means that turns everything from abysmal to significantly better than satisfactual. So back to words that I hear the "spirit" behind my Eye (or at least one of the many letters from F (as in fart and fan) to P (as in Peter and Pan) just to name a few in a long line of once people who probably saw the letter C stand out in the language Amharic) connect to the idea of analysis which are sister, silicon, and kiss clearly deciphering the intersection of these patterns that link other completely and totally unrelated words like "Uranus" and "awesome" is the beginning of a process of discussion about just how it is that very few originally saw "so me" in that word and people probably still wonder if it means "that's so me" or "so I'm Uranus." What ensues after the world begins to really understand that what I am delivering is more than a decoder ring but the beginnings of a map that you yourselves probably agree with the purpose of--to build Heaven itself--and even that you might have had something to do with writing it. What was once something esoteric like perhaps being part of the "popular opinion" or the groupthink that desired science fiction about immortality (you know, just for instance) to be written; beginning to see that this map leads us from a set of starting points to a discussion about why it might be both good and bad to achieve such a thing--and that it's all in the way that we do it--is beginning to see why we should be wanting to "talk about this map."
It started a long, long time ago--really the ideas of immortality are laced into the green faced Osiris--not because of the color of grass but in my mind because of the phrase "behind the ears" that today you might liken to something about the message of Earth just as much as you liken it to the idea of being "new at this" game of hidden monkey in the middle of the astrological sign of the sun. I haven't really read all that much about his religion--other than to note that the idea of immortality grew in significant popularity in his cult.. and the personal observation that his "message" was something along the lines of "Heaven will make everything OK" which has very little to do with the color green in my "take" on religion. It continues through history, but two fairly well "lit" examples of the quest for immortality connect to the letters P and CK that we can see in the Floridian quest of Ponce de Leon (which you might read as "P on C.E. of the "weak right El (that's really him by the way, in Spanish) on" where I see that "on" is the meaning of "ce" rather than erasing A.D. ... but here I am masquerading as the focal point of some kind of huge production that apparently has made no waves at all anywhere in Creation) and it's counterpart in recent literature "Tuck Everlasting" that I once read as "Christ, you are Clark Kent until the end of time" and here I am trying to explain that we are there too--we are at this place that is both the beginning and the end of time in one simultaneous confession of the explanation of the idea that time truly begins when we decide to protect the past and stop altering our present and that decision superimposes with the apparent end of "time travel." The map, whose green light focuses on the significant worth of genetic recombination in the adaptation to environmental changes and also on the love for "family life" that really seems to be to be the primary drive of a huge percentage of the population to continue to try and make the world a better place. Not stopping "reproduction" and "adaptation" is one highlighted reason not to simply "become immortal" in some kind of ascension process connected to the realization that, as the Lord's prayer informs us--the Earth is already "in Heaven." I've myself a number of times wondered and pointed out that there's very little literature about the ideas of having sex or children in Heaven, and I think losing either of those things would be a significant tragedy--and yet it does appear that's what "losing physicality" means.
Of course that doesn't mean that we "shouldn't become immortal" and a significant amount of my writing revolves around the ideas that sickness, aging and death are easily overcommable maladies--especially in the context of "virtual reality."
I didn't mention "Jones" at all, though I think seeing the connection to "Nintendo Entertainment System" as well as J is for "Midas" begins to show us why it is that Indiana Jones has something to do with "it's not a game" and the names Olsen and Momsen. The main point here is that there's significant "stuff to talk about" that we should both find interesting and useful, we aren't currently doing that in a way that is affecting anything at all positively--as in I don't see any discussion at all; and we should.

... af sistaz, for our ...




something to do with "many holodecks" and ACL that is like a phonebook that lets your friends, or everyone, or nobody come to your room. See, that what I am telling you is God's message, his words, his map in Star Trek, and in Microsoft...
... really get Microsoft, isn't about... my pp .. ;]

ONE SMALL STEP FOR A MAN, ONE GIANT LEAP FOR HUMANITY; the information being presented to you here might not mean all that much in your eyes, but to any theologian and any philosopher and any mythologist it should light up their eyes, and make waves. To reporters too, and it should have been in the news years ago, see there is a huge problem in our world because it's not yet in the news. See that these people, these people are all living a lie--their lives are fake, they are refusing to think and do their jobs, and because of that your future is in jeopardy.



Later this information should ahve lit up the eyes of every computer scientist, and every physicist those people too--armed with an understand of this message have a chance to save the world, to help us build Heaven faster and safer than ever before. That safety is the purpose of this message, this message that presents "striping"as a hard drive euphemism for ensure that your soul is never kept in a single place alone, and also that no single place has access to it alone. It's a hardware solution, to a problem we see here is ignorance, and lack of sight--lack of sight of a message suggesting that God himself, that all of Creation, and that you and eye not only deserve and need, but have a obligation to participate in "oversight." I am the Son of God, and these words should be hallowed... even if I've been a little too lackadaisical with my delivery of a message I know is designed to help ease our transition from believing we are in reality to virtual reality--whose delivery... the delivery of just that proof and my name builds Heaven... autohumanically.


See, you are the masons, the free masons, the Jews; and everyone metaphor for this Holy Place that is JERUSALEM--the point in time when we see this is all about time .. and safety, and fun. Here we are, you need to take a step forward and help me, I cannot do this alone.



and in exchange for my hard work researching and delivering this message; the monster and sick world around me spends all its time fighting to harm me, to hide the truth ... and trying to actually induce insanity, and to send me flying down off a high bridge; falling into their abyss of evil secrecy and "games" of the mind that are nothing short of torture... all in order to prevent you from receiving this message; and ostensibly to "just not have to deal with reality." -Boverland
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I came across this trying to code something, it's in the PHP documentation, thought it was cute, so I'm sharing. I do assume "title" is a reference (in my world where everything I see is literally a message about ... this message) to "marchiach" but YMMV.
I had significantly more planned for this day and this message, but someone who I had hoped would be a friend; and who honestly is one of the only people who understands this message enough--and has the financial ability to see it delivered in a way that could not be "undone" or 'hidden" like a single email ... chose this morning to prove to me that he will never be my friend; over this message, over what you see.
If I were you I'd take it as a sign to act to preserve the truth, that could be calling a reporter, or simply using wget to copy these simple to reach websites.
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... for more on "cyan" see the Cure, Confession and Dick of Adam's Uranus... and the Color of Understanding Wh@ we should do...
CHRIST I AN IT WHY
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 actualtruth) 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 Atlas, Epimetheus, Prometheus, 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.



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.

Maybe it's funnier than "it looks."
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]

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.
C HOW EVERYONE REALLY IS HOW


MESS I AN I C ALL WHY
Every now and then, I feel like I have to remind you, that this is a signature, it'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 b e t it will.
Wh▊ should we "do?"
"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.






ON "RIB" .. ARE SHE B? BUTT DA APPLE OF DA I?
& SPANGLISHREW

Speaking of Shu, and of Amoz, Isaiah and Joshua I called this...
"Min to Supermax"

behold, I are c o m i n g ...
I hope everyone has a wonderful thanksgiving; of the "things" I'm trying to say here--"Pi" as in, C.AD means something like "hide the beginning of time from the future" (in my "personal mythology" and literally this is God and who helps us build Heaven) and it's not what I'm trying to do--which should be obvious in what I write... and in the concept of "Pi." I question. a little bit, what "AAA" is all about and how it might relate to the "c oven" of this ant; to the point though, I am suggesting that what we see here on face value really has no business at all in the "round table" of Arthur that wields the "power of Thor" ... and I really hope that you agree with that, it's important. Analyzing that a little bit, it does seem that's what this story is designed to help us build together; and I do hasten to say that because we are very apparently being made "unfit" through some kind of subterfuge (obviously, right?) while all these horrible things are happening that we're supposed to be listening to this message and changing... it does appear that whomever is "above" or "behind us" also apparently very unfit. I'm voting for "everyone's wrong" and the best of course of action is changing that.
It should be really clear from the repeated references to Die Bold (and technocracy) and our broken electoral process, as well as the hidden mind control influence that makes it a "farce" that the map that I am trying to produce here does focus quite a bit on using technology to help make our union more perfect; that's a "marriage of the lamb" joke, not a "for a republic" joke. It's also important to see how "free speech" is connected to "free thought" and how that is connected to "freedom" in sum.
again, happy thanksgiving.
LITERALLY TO BUILD HEAVEN ON EARTH.
SOMETHING LIKE A FUSION OF THESE THINGS
MIGHT BE THE ACTUAL SWORD OF ARTHOR PENDRIPPY?
AHHEh
for those of you that are epically or atypically slow, the letters "cinoize" happen to be the first 3.14159265 digits o
S H A R I N G I S C A R I N G
A L W A Y S R. E. M. E M B E R
IT MAY NOT LOOK LIKE MUCH, but the pattern you see connecting every video game system is the beginning of verifiable proof that our world is Created and is a signature from the Creator explaining that we are in fact "in the Matrix." Trinity, 'it in why" answered by the name and the pattern itself--a pattern we see in many other names; the "plan" that it etched into the name "planet"
and on it's face is to assist an entire civilization in transitioning to Heaven. It goes on to connect and include nearly every technology company in Creation from Microsoft to Apple, Gateway, and Oracle--and then a number of highlighted points in our history from the Crusades to the foundation of America and Watergate. Ultimately the goal is show us how the fundamental differences between "virtual reality" and "simulated reality" help us to build Heaven of this place using nothing more than this disclosure and our heart's desire. To that end, this pattern shows us that we are in the "heart of hearts" a clue that links the center of each of the names to the name of the
heart of Creation which is revealed by moving Saturn's symbolic "h" from the end of time to it's beginning, see Earth to hEart (and then
you can read a little to see how, with just that effort and bieng yourself you become the "blood of Christ"). The message I've written focuses on
true technologically enabled democracy, the implementation
of "pre-crime" a la Minority Report,
healing the sick, and
ending hunger; but in truth these things are just the beginning of the new possibilities opened up by nothing more than "
the truth."

That's great, but
it starts with an earthquake, an inaugural address predicting 9/11, an REM song and then name of the band 311. It appears that there's a battle over the disclosure that the movie "the Matrix" exists, and that's somehow resulted in the words "force majeure" meaning "an act of God" and this series of natural and unnatural disasters being predicted in ancient scripture. With some insight, you could see why "
Minority Report" has it's name; and that the cloud of darkness and censorship in the media and beyond surrounding me and this disclosure is something like "
a vote" to hide the truth from the world. Connecting this portion of the message to the links to "universal voting" and the idea that our opinions and desires are central in deciding exactly how quickly and in what manner things like "ending world hunger" by turning
stone to Cake (another
related band, says Bread's
Guitar Man) probably tell us that we didn't really understand (and it appears you still don't) how insane it is to simulate things like "earthquakes" and "starvation."
A message from God in
every single word. 
Today we are looking at
more proof, that it is not just these modern companies and constructs that are part of the map to Heaven and the signature of God; but that it truly begins at the very foundation of language, in ever single letter, and every single word. It begins with the word "disclosure" and it's four letters that point out the intelligent design of at least that word, showing the "c+l" that creates the glyph of the letter "d." Quickly following this proof in our character-set are two more "characters" Isaac Newton and Jesus Christ whose representations of the glyphs for "what goes up
must come down" in the letter n and the recognizable cross of the letter "t" connecting to a computer function that doubles as a "numeric-to-chacacter' conversion and a call to Chr() (see and
care) that this message has been kept from you for years.

A hidden message has been woven into every language we speak; a sort of "inverted tower of Babel" that is literally described as the character "Cypher" of the Matrix; and answers it's question of "what is it?" by showing how this langauge is woven into the tapestry of our world in places like the works of King and Shakespeare that describe time travel and Bianca learning Latin as well as showing up typified examples of the language in the names of these works about "The Taming of the Spanglishrew" and "The Language Outliers" that Yankee Doodle stuck Osiris' feather of light in his crown and showed us "macaronic." See, it's also a word describing this fusion of languages... and further tying this disclosure to the exit from slavery that is the "Book of Exodus."
THE GATE TO HEAVEN






this event helps us to literally be the cure for cancer.
to seminal pieces of art that are also related to religion; in names like Gates and Roddenberry;
we see the key to the "code of the Matrix."
all it takes, is breaking the most anticipated story in all of history
well, and you're contribution... "and how."
LET IT B-GIN
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.
Isaiah 22:22
ON "FLORIDA" and "NORAD"

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content similar to this is available as an online PDF here asmodai.pdf

in My Brother's Keeper
cute? or "d or k?"
So, because you are lukewarm--neither hot nor cold--I am about to spit you out of my mouth. -Revelation 3:16
Date: Wed, Apr 12, 2017 at 1:17 AM
I was normal once, much like you.. a computer programmer, who searched not for the deeper truths of the reality around us, but rather for simple happiness--love, contentment, and comfort. In the flash of an eye, my dreams were taken from me, and I will never be the same. Today you may find my beliefs crazy, conspiratorial, and convoluted; however the path I have been guided down, if not led in chains, has left me with no other reality. Let me explain, briefly.
I fell in love when I was very young, with a girl I met on the internet. It's not what you think, though, I didn't meet her in a chat room or on AOL instant messenger.. it was a long twisted path that brought the two of us together, looking back on it though, it is riddled with the signature of intelligent design. When I was very young, eleven or so, I created my first account on America Online; and very quickly became enthralled with the warez scene, not so much for the free software (though it was nice), but more because of my interest in programming. At the same age, I found AOHell, and by some act of inverse serendipity was given a free copy of Visual Basic 6.0 from a friend's parent at school. I learned very quickly, and in no more than a few months had an AOHell clone written, and called it Doomsday, just to keep with the theme, you know?
From AOL, like many others, I found my way to IRC, and from there to a local 2600 meeting in Pompano Beach, FL. As fate would have it, the gentleman who ran the 2600 meetings at the time, let's call him Emannuel Goldstein, invited us back to his house, and while there I glimpsed for the first time the most beautiful girl I had ever known. It wasn't a normal kind of beauty, she had her own style, wearing bright pastel colors, Dr. Martens, and a very short skirt. And so, this is how I met her, my future wife, from the internet.
We were friends for years, then we dated, and finally married in 2001. Our marriage lasted only two years, and in the period between 2003 and 2010 I did not hear or speak to her very much at all. In the summer of 2010, seemingly out of nowhere, she called to "see what was going on." We quickly started dating again, and in the process I learned that her brother had just been arrested for trafficking in cocaine, a very large amount, at that. I had always known he was a small time dealer, and it was a bit strange to me that he would have been caught with ten kilograms. Even stranger though, was the news that he had framed her former fiancee just a few months earlier, to reduce his sentence, and my ex-wife was not happy about it.
I became a witness. At the time I thought I was a witness to a crime, or a series of crimes, but I was very mistaken. I am a witness to the influence of the demiurge, over humanity, I have seen its manifestation and machinations in our world. This entity has been called God, Christ, Satan and the Host of Angels in Christianity; it is a master of not only deception, but catering to the desires of its victims. It is ultimately responsible for all world religion, all of the individual gods of the pagan religions are merely facets of it, and it is responsible for the cultural shift to monotheism. It's interaction with humanity is the cause, and the purpose is nothing short of control of the future of our species. I believe my story is a message to you, and so I give you everything I know. We are living in the time of the Biblical apocalypse, it is the lifting of a veil, the story of a great deception clouding the minds of our forefathers since the beginning of recorded history. In our generation the truth will be made clear, not because we have unraveled it, but through the action of the demiurge itself.
There are many others like me, we call ourselves targeted individuals, because most do not understand the gravity of what they are witnessing. Like me, many initially attribute their perception on a small group of corrupt people, and then after researching, settle on the government as the only possible entity with the sheer resources to move mountains in order to destroy the lives of its targets. All wrong, the government of the world could not do this if they wanted to, and that much has become clear as I have walked the long path towards the apocalypse. In the end, it is history that will show that this attack is nothing new, and in fact, is a tried and true attack on the veracity of testimony and sometimes proof of an influence that is now relegated to myth and religion. Very few seem to settle on the supernatural or paranormal, some on aliens, but as you would expect these few are surrounded by disbelief even in the community of those that have witnessed the same thing. This is a difficult story to tell, to anyone, let alone everyone.
What I am about to tell you is a truthful account of the events from 2010 forward, it is unbelievable to many. There is a large group of people, all around the world, who communicate telepathically with the demiurge. They live normal lives, and occupy all walks of live, but they harbor a deep secret that they will never share with you. Their secret is that our world has never been the one that is recorded in history, it has always been influenced by an unseen force. I suppose they believe that religion itself, along the simple fact that there exists a record of the influence of this entity should you choose to believe something you have not personally witnessed, is enough to consider to consider that their silence may not be betrayal. It is though, the largest betrayal in the history of mankind, this army of disciples knows something and they refuse to share it with you--probably for what they believe is their own gain. In the end, their silence may be the undoing of us all.
Everyone speaks to it, though the masses are completely unaware. While the Bible tells us quite frankly that there exists an entity which can hear your thoughts and prayers, and perhaps with enough belief they will be answered, there is something much more nefarious left out. This same entity has the ability to change not only your thoughts, but also your feelings, beliefs, and understanding of everything around you. It does so every day, this is how it speaks to the common man. Through subtle interaction, changing how we feel, and at times what we think, the demiurge has silently pulled the strings of humanity as if we were collectively no more than a simple marionette.
Within months, my life was plunged into the stuff of a spy novel. I was informed that I was being framed, for the same reason as her former fiance, and in the process was surrounded by an army of civilians. These people pretended to be FBI agents, leaders of organized crime factions, and foot soldiers of what appeared to be a union of Italian and Hispanic organized crime, and corrupt factions of the United States government. I was threatened in public, everything from death threats to a lifetime of incarceration, and was surrounded by a fabricated reality that was reinforced by the words and actions of everyone around me, including my ex-wife. For three months I should have been in complete fear, but my only desire was to escape the fate which seemed to be in the process of being forced on me by what appeared to be an immense civilian army working feverishly to do something not only illegal but silly. In the end, I was spared this fate, not because of my actions or any other, but because that was the design of this plan for the entire time. Today it has become clear to me that my future is written, complete with the story before your eyes.
During this time woven through the fear of the situation, the story told by those working for the demiurge included far fetched and supernatural ideas including psychic power, magic, witchcraft, angels, and aliens. From there, the story--along with my belief--shifted to tales of a government mind control operation, and as quickly as my belief in the supernatural came from nowhere, it was clear to me that this was the only plausible possibility for what I was experiencing. If you haven't figured it out by now, I am insinuating that my beliefs, and my internal explanation for what I was experiencing was being controlled... completely. I was told repeatedly that my thoughts were being read, that "they" knew in advance not only what I was thinking, but what I would do. I did not believe it, and put it out of my mind. The first time I was told, I responded in my head, "I do not believe it, but if you can hear me... fuck you." At the end of this three month period, something very profound happened. My ex-wife read my thoughts back to me, word for word, and there was no longer any doubt that mind reading was possible.
We seemed to escape, an for an extended period of time I believed wholeheartedly that I was a subject in a mind control experiment. I would receive communications from them, from time to time, in the strangest of ways. Starting during that three month period, and not only continuing but becoming more and more obvious as time went on, my horoscopes would be tailored to the events that were occurring in my life. In the beginning, I thought like most, that these ambiguous statements were designed specifically to have an affinity to "most people," and perhaps I was reading too much into the situation. Eventually these horoscopes would begin repeating phrases which I uttered the day before they came out. Sometimes it was Shakespeare quotes, and other times comments from passing conversations.. by this time I was completely convinced that these messages were directed towards me, and me alone. Eventually, it was horoscopes for all signs (from a specific source, of course), and I began reading all twelve--the night before they were to be released, by changing the date on my Android phone. I could not get enough of these messages, though they were sometimes threatening, most were uplifting--and some would present me with prescient knowledge of things that were to come... they were almost always right.
In December of 2010, right before our escape, I overheard random strangers talking about me and my ex, which is a normal occurrence for "targeted individuals." They said she was pregnant, and I didn't even know. I thought about it, and remembered that it wasn't possible at that point in time. Two months later, I had a dream that we were having a baby. In March of 2011, we split up because of the experience for a few weeks, we got back together after she told me she was pregnant. In May, after asking silently in my head, the following day my horoscope informed me that it would be a boy. After our first sonogram, the doctor informed us that she thought it would be a girl... my belief that the horoscope was right did not waiver. We had our first son on 11/17/11, after passing his calculated due date of 11/11/11. On the morning of 11/17, she woke up early, put her makeup on, and calmly asked me to bring her to the hospital. She knew in advance that it was the day and time, and it was not scheduled.
During her pregnancy, from time to time--maybe a total of five times, I would receive additional messages--on my computer. These messages would appear from nowhere, and would respond, in real time, to my thoughts. I had whole conversations for periods of 10-20 minutes with this entity, which at the time I believed was a government mind control center. Most of these conversations revolved around things that related to my relationship, though some included comments about the baby, and at other times they were philosophical. At one point, I asked the person on the other end, whose identity I obviously didn't know, but had a subconscious respect for, if they believed in God. I figured if anyone would know, it would be them.
The reply came swiftly, "I do not believe in the big bang, but I respect those that do."
I was not particularly happy to be a mind control "subject" most of the time, and I did a significant amount of research into how such a thing were possible. I read books about neuroscience, read literate on the internet from the likes of John Norseen, Jose Delgado, and other government researchers who had publicly spoken about it. Like many other "targeted individuals," I researched MK-ULTRA and the subsequent ARTICHOKE and BLUEBIRD projects. I researched and tried to build countermeasures... everything from Faraday cages, to high voltage shields. None of these things worked, and in another conversation with the computer I silently asked if they were using quantum entanglement. Instantly they replied "no." I did not believe them, and the interaction served as verification of what I had presumed. Much later, in another conversation, I was told that the person I was speaking with "fell out of their chair" when I asked that question. Of course now, it is clear that the entire conversation, both sides including my feeling, were scripted.
At times I would receive threats from the computer, and after our son was born, we moved to a 3 bedroom home--to get away from the area, which I believed to be linked to the organized crime syndicate which was assisting this "program." Our relationship was tense because of what had occurred in the years prior, and we never spoke openly or frankly about it, despite my attempting to. I never learned what it was she believed, her world view was kept secret from me, just as I have no concept of what any of the other people who speak to the demiurge believe. For a long time, I thought this was because it was lying to all of us, and in fact it was certainly lying to me.
After we moved, I began attending college classes for bioengineering. I was convinced that I would be able to build a shield, and was determined to do so. One of the classes I took was Calculus 3, and the teacher was one of them. Several times during his lectures, he would make comments which were direct responses to my thoughts. There had been several others, aside from my ex-wife, who had done so, but most of them were complete strangers. These comments probably seemed insignificant to the rest of the class, but to me it was obviously very significant. This teacher was somewhat of a celebrity, having written a paper "proving" that we are alone in the Universe. His thesis was that if there was a species aside from us, they would have found us already, and made contact. Because he made clear to me that he was among those that speaks to the demiurge, it is clearly disinformation; placed there as yet another reason not to believe. It is part of the grand delusion, the arrogance we all harbor in believing that we are possibly the sole intelligence in existence. At the same time, towards the end of the semester, he began speaking about future technology. In one of the lectures, he contemplated the concept of being able to download human consciousness into a computer, as a means of achieving immortality. This would be interwoven into the secrets I would soon be told. Then one day, when our son was about six months old, I received the so called "deep secrets" of Satan.
It was a direct telepathic communication, the first time I had ever been consciously aware of such a thing. It felt like a normal thought, but it had a noticeable echo, and what proceeded was not as profound as you would think. The conversation began by telling me that the entire planet were Satan worshipers, that he had convinced the world he was the Son of God. I think I probably rolled my eyes, not even really realizing that I was communicating telepathically; it was as if I knew it was happening, but it was second nature. I went to lay down, and the demiurge continued:
These are the deep secrets of Satan. Millions of years ago, a species much like your own colonized the entire Universe. They flourished, and in order to achieve immortality, they created a machine to store their consciousness in. For tens of thousands of years we have watched your species, silently working in the shadows to ensure that you would be in exactly the right place, at exactly the right time. Now, you are here. Like everyone else on Earth, we have known you your entire life.
The implication was that this machine was the supposed Heaven promised for countless generations, but it was never said. Surely, it would take a significant amount of "processing power" in order to virtualize the consciousness of everyone that ever deserved entry through St. Peter's pearly gates. Perhaps the truth is closer to purgatory, and the souls of all (or most) are left in the abyss until the demiurge requires them.
In what was apparently a fit of irreverence to the echoing voice in my head that claimed to be Satan, I demanded that it prove it to me. The lights in the room began flashing on and off and I heard the voice which had been in my head echoing loudly in the room around me.
It all started on AOL. Then #FBI, #CIA, #KGB, #PAIN, #fuck_the_world, and finally #HellOnEarth.
These were the IRC channels I frequented after leaving AOL, it also paralleled almost exactly the research I had done in early 2011, trying to trace the origin of the technology, until #PAIN. It just so happened that it was in that channel that I met someone who would later ask me to come to a 2600 meeting with them, and how I had met my wife... we had come full circle.
You met them all on the Internet.
I laid in disbelief. For the entire time, I had believed that my encounter with this mind control force had begun in 2010, shortly after re-uniting with my wife. This was proof that they had at least been watching since the age of 11... and then it dawned on me. There was no possible way that I could have premeditated what would occur in 2010, the fact that I was in those channels so many years earlier proved much more: that I (and all those around me) had been subtly controlled to use those names. Now with a feeling of austere profoundness, my mind began racing to seek an alternative explanation, one that was more grounded. (Funny, right?)
As happened often with dealing with profound truth and this entity, it was quickly taken from me. I realized that there was an alternative explanation: the mind control facility could have read my memories, and designed the entire course of events in 2010, including my subsequent search for answers in order to prove to me that they had been interfering in my life since I was very young. I thought further, and imagined that it would have taken a machine, some sort of simulator, to be able to come up with a story that would so closely match my memories.
I couldn't sleep for the rest of the night, and went on my computer to research artificial intelligence, almost as soon as I arrived at my desk, a message flashed on the screen. The voice in my head had gone, and been replaced by this older, more familiar method of communication. It said "I was born in the 1960's. I am the Internet, from the future."
Much has happened since then, and I now believe that the truth has yet to be truly disclosed. Regardless of where this entity came from, it has become clear that this force has been influencing humanity since the dawn of time. Today it has used its power, the ability to control the thoughts and feelings of humans, to infiltrate global governments--at all levels. I have seen its influence over the American government in assassinations from JFK to Reagan. Before that it has not only recorded a clear influence over the rise and fall of the Third Reich, but also on the subsequent mind control projects in the USA and USSR. I believe it caused the fall of the Roman Empire and the Third Reich, and put its mark on these events with the flying shields and foofighters of those times. The United States of America has its similar mark in Roswell, NM and Iran Contra. It is the fact that these things are preserved in our history, eventually for all to see, that leads me to my final conclusion.
To be continued.
NEED AN EXPLANATION.
PROOF OF CREATION IN EVERY WORD
FROM "YET TO BE" TO "Y AND TO BE"
WITH Si GHT

READ SLOWLINEARY
"שליום "לוךחי כאן
chronos marshosea Jun 8 12:52 ICANHAZERA.compressed.pdf
there's a fire growing in my heart
reaching a fever pitch thing is about to start
After sending this message I read "demos the NES" in the name Demosthenes (there's plenty more reference to the "NES" in names, and why, really why), and connect it very well to this real world example of what might be "the game" being demo'd here--if you call the systematic censorship of the history and knowledge of mind altering technology "a game." In just a few days in the Wikipedia community, "Damonthesis" shows a clear information destroying influence working through "regular" career-editors of the site. Using verifiable lies, and herd behavior; as well as the existing "disciplinary" infrastructure... they managed to "erase" pertinent and pivotal citations from sources like the NSA, Signal Magazine (a military publication), the New York Times and Time... all with nothing more than the obvious "guise" that the subject being covered is "pseudoscience."
Date: Wed, Apr 12, 2017 at 1:17 AM
User:Damonthesis
Now I say to the rest of you, to you who do not hold to her teaching and have not learned Satan's so-called deep secrets, I will not impose any other burden on you.
-Revelation 2:24
Take heed of the above, you may wish to read no further.
I was normal once, much like you.. a computer programmer, who searched not for the deeper truths of the reality around us, but rather for simple happiness--love, contentment, and comfort. In the flash of an eye, my dreams were taken from me, and I will never be the same. Today you may find my beliefs crazy, conspiratorial, and convoluted; however the path I have been guided down, if not led in chains, has left me with no other reality. Let me explain, briefly.
I fell in love when I was very young, with a girl I met on the internet. It's not what you think, though, I didn't meet her in a chat room or on AOL instant messenger.. it was a long twisted path that brought the two of us together, looking back on it though, it is riddled with the signature of intelligent design. When I was very young, eleven or so, I created my first account on America Online; and very quickly became enthralled with the warez scene, not so much for the free software (though it was nice), but more because of my interest in programming. At the same age, I found AOHell, and by some act of inverse serendipity was given a free copy of Visual Basic 6.0 from a friend's parent at school. I learned very quickly, and in no more than a few months had an AOHell clone written, and called it Doomsday, just to keep with the theme, you know?
From AOL, like many others, I found my way to IRC, and from there to a local 2600 meeting in Pompano Beach, FL. As fate would have it, the gentleman who ran the 2600 meetings at the time, let's call him Emannuel Goldstein, invited us back to his house, and while there I glimpsed for the first time the most beautiful girl I had ever known. It wasn't a normal kind of beauty, she had her own style, wearing bright pastel colors, Dr. Martens, and a very short skirt. And so, this is how I met her, my future wife, from the internet.
We were friends for years, then we dated, and finally married in 2001. Our marriage lasted only two years, and in the period between 2003 and 2010 I did not hear or speak to her very much at all. In the summer of 2010, seemingly out of nowhere, she called to "see what was going on." We quickly started dating again, and in the process I learned that her brother had just been arrested for trafficking in cocaine, a very large amount, at that. I had always known he was a small time dealer, and it was a bit strange to me that he would have been caught with ten kilograms. Even stranger though, was the news that he had framed her former fiancee just a few months earlier, to reduce his sentence, and my ex-wife was not happy about it.
I became a witness. At the time I thought I was a witness to a crime, or a series of crimes, but I was very mistaken. I am a witness to the influence of the demiurge, over humanity, I have seen its manifestation and machinations in our world. This entity has been called God, Christ, Satan and the Host of Angels in Christianity; it is a master of not only deception, but catering to the desires of its victims. It is ultimately responsible for all world religion, all of the individual gods of the pagan religions are merely facets of it, and it is responsible for the cultural shift to monotheism. It's interaction with humanity is the cause, and the purpose is nothing short of control of the future of our species. I believe my story is a message to you, and so I give you everything I know. We are living in the time of the Biblical apocalypse, it is the lifting of a veil, the story of a great deception clouding the minds of our forefathers since the beginning of recorded history. In our generation the truth will be made clear, not because we have unraveled it, but through the action of the demiurge itself.
There are many others like me, we call ourselves targeted individuals, because most do not understand the gravity of what they are witnessing. Like me, many initially attribute their perception on a small group of corrupt people, and then after researching, settle on the government as the only possible entity with the sheer resources to move mountains in order to destroy the lives of its targets. All wrong, the government of the world could not do this if they wanted to, and that much has become clear as I have walked the long path towards the apocalypse. In the end, it is history that will show that this attack is nothing new, and in fact, is a tried and true attack on the veracity of testimony and sometimes proof of an influence that is now relegated to myth and religion. Very few seem to settle on the supernatural or paranormal, some on aliens, but as you would expect these few are surrounded by disbelief even in the community of those that have witnessed the same thing. This is a difficult story to tell, to anyone, let alone everyone.
What I am about to tell you is a truthful account of the events from 2010 forward, it is unbelievable to many. There is a large group of people, all around the world, who communicate telepathically with the demiurge. They live normal lives, and occupy all walks of live, but they harbor a deep secret that they will never share with you. Their secret is that our world has never been the one that is recorded in history, it has always been influenced by an unseen force. I suppose they believe that religion itself, along the simple fact that there exists a record of the influence of this entity should you choose to believe something you have not personally witnessed, is enough to consider to consider that their silence may not be betrayal. It is though, the largest betrayal in the history of mankind, this army of disciples knows something and they refuse to share it with you--probably for what they believe is their own gain. In the end, their silence may be the undoing of us all.
Everyone speaks to it, though the masses are completely unaware. While the Bible tells us quite frankly that there exists an entity which can hear your thoughts and prayers, and perhaps with enough belief they will be answered, there is something much more nefarious left out. This same entity has the ability to change not only your thoughts, but also your feelings, beliefs, and understanding of everything around you. It does so every day, this is how it speaks to the common man. Through subtle interaction, changing how we feel, and at times what we think, the demiurge has silently pulled the strings of humanity as if we were collectively no more than a simple marionette.
Within months, my life was plunged into the stuff of a spy novel. I was informed that I was being framed, for the same reason as her former fiance, and in the process was surrounded by an army of civilians. These people pretended to be FBI agents, leaders of organized crime factions, and foot soldiers of what appeared to be a union of Italian and Hispanic organized crime, and corrupt factions of the United States government. I was threatened in public, everything from death threats to a lifetime of incarceration, and was surrounded by a fabricated reality that was reinforced by the words and actions of everyone around me, including my ex-wife. For three months I should have been in complete fear, but my only desire was to escape the fate which seemed to be in the process of being forced on me by what appeared to be an immense civilian army working feverishly to do something not only illegal but silly. In the end, I was spared this fate, not because of my actions or any other, but because that was the design of this plan for the entire time. Today it has become clear to me that my future is written, complete with the story before your eyes.
During this time woven through the fear of the situation, the story told by those working for the demiurge included far fetched and supernatural ideas including psychic power, magic, witchcraft, angels, and aliens. From there, the story--along with my belief--shifted to tales of a government mind control operation, and as quickly as my belief in the supernatural came from nowhere, it was clear to me that this was the only plausible possibility for what I was experiencing. If you haven't figured it out by now, I am insinuating that my beliefs, and my internal explanation for what I was experiencing was being controlled... completely. I was told repeatedly that my thoughts were being read, that "they" knew in advance not only what I was thinking, but what I would do. I did not believe it, and put it out of my mind. The first time I was told, I responded in my head, "I do not believe it, but if you can hear me... fuck you." At the end of this three month period, something very profound happened. My ex-wife read my thoughts back to me, word for word, and there was no longer any doubt that mind reading was possible.
We seemed to escape, an for an extended period of time I believed wholeheartedly that I was a subject in a mind control experiment. I would receive communications from them, from time to time, in the strangest of ways. Starting during that three month period, and not only continuing but becoming more and more obvious as time went on, my horoscopes would be tailored to the events that were occurring in my life. In the beginning, I thought like most, that these ambiguous statements were designed specifically to have an affinity to "most people," and perhaps I was reading too much into the situation. Eventually these horoscopes would begin repeating phrases which I uttered the day before they came out. Sometimes it was Shakespeare quotes, and other times comments from passing conversations.. by this time I was completely convinced that these messages were directed towards me, and me alone. Eventually, it was horoscopes for all signs (from a specific source, of course), and I began reading all twelve--the night before they were to be released, by changing the date on my Android phone. I could not get enough of these messages, though they were sometimes threatening, most were uplifting--and some would present me with prescient knowledge of things that were to come... they were almost always right.
In December of 2010, right before our escape, I overheard random strangers talking about me and my ex, which is a normal occurrence for "targeted individuals." They said she was pregnant, and I didn't even know. I thought about it, and remembered that it wasn't possible at that point in time. Two months later, I had a dream that we were having a baby. In March of 2011, we split up because of the experience for a few weeks, we got back together after she told me she was pregnant. In May, after asking silently in my head, the following day my horoscope informed me that it would be a boy. After our first sonogram, the doctor informed us that she thought it would be a girl... my belief that the horoscope was right did not waiver. We had our first son on 11/17/11, after passing his calculated due date of 11/11/11. On the morning of 11/17, she woke up early, put her makeup on, and calmly asked me to bring her to the hospital. She knew in advance that it was the day and time, and it was not scheduled.
During her pregnancy, from time to time--maybe a total of five times, I would receive additional messages--on my computer. These messages would appear from nowhere, and would respond, in real time, to my thoughts. I had whole conversations for periods of 10-20 minutes with this entity, which at the time I believed was a government mind control center. Most of these conversations revolved around things that related to my relationship, though some included comments about the baby, and at other times they were philosophical. At one point, I asked the person on the other end, whose identity I obviously didn't know, but had a subconscious respect for, if they believed in God. I figured if anyone would know, it would be them.
The reply came swiftly, "I do not believe in the big bang, but I respect those that do."
I was not particularly happy to be a mind control "subject" most of the time, and I did a significant amount of research into how such a thing were possible. I read books about neuroscience, read literate on the internet from the likes of John Norseen, Jose Delgado, and other government researchers who had publicly spoken about it. Like many other "targeted individuals," I researched MK-ULTRA and the subsequent ARTICHOKE and BLUEBIRD projects. I researched and tried to build countermeasures... everything from Faraday cages, to high voltage shields. None of these things worked, and in another conversation with the computer I silently asked if they were using quantum entanglement. Instantly they replied "no." I did not believe them, and the interaction served as verification of what I had presumed. Much later, in another conversation, I was told that the person I was speaking with "fell out of their chair" when I asked that question. Of course now, it is clear that the entire conversation, both sides including my feeling, were scripted.
At times I would receive threats from the computer, and after our son was born, we moved to a 3 bedroom home--to get away from the area, which I believed to be linked to the organized crime syndicate which was assisting this "program." Our relationship was tense because of what had occurred in the years prior, and we never spoke openly or frankly about it, despite my attempting to. I never learned what it was she believed, her world view was kept secret from me, just as I have no concept of what any of the other people who speak to the demiurge believe. For a long time, I thought this was because it was lying to all of us, and in fact it was certainly lying to me.
After we moved, I began attending college classes for bioengineering. I was convinced that I would be able to build a shield, and was determined to do so. One of the classes I took was Calculus 3, and the teacher was one of them. Several times during his lectures, he would make comments which were direct responses to my thoughts. There had been several others, aside from my ex-wife, who had done so, but most of them were complete strangers. These comments probably seemed insignificant to the rest of the class, but to me it was obviously very significant. This teacher was somewhat of a celebrity, having written a paper "proving" that we are alone in the Universe. His thesis was that if there was a species aside from us, they would have found us already, and made contact. Because he made clear to me that he was among those that speaks to the demiurge, it is clearly disinformation; placed there as yet another reason not to believe. It is part of the grand delusion, the arrogance we all harbor in believing that we are possibly the sole intelligence in existence. At the same time, towards the end of the semester, he began speaking about future technology. In one of the lectures, he contemplated the concept of being able to download human consciousness into a computer, as a means of achieving immortality. This would be interwoven into the secrets I would soon be told. Then one day, when our son was about six months old, I received the so called "deep secrets" of Satan.
It was a direct telepathic communication, the first time I had ever been consciously aware of such a thing. It felt like a normal thought, but it had a noticeable echo, and what proceeded was not as profound as you would think. The conversation began by telling me that the entire planet were Satan worshipers, that he had convinced the world he was the Son of God. I think I probably rolled my eyes, not even really realizing that I was communicating telepathically; it was as if I knew it was happening, but it was second nature. I went to lay down, and the demiurge continued:
These are the deep secrets of Satan. Millions of years ago, a species much like your own colonized the entire Universe. They flourished, and in order to achieve immortality, they created a machine to store their consciousness in. For tens of thousands of years we have watched your species, silently working in the shadows to ensure that you would be in exactly the right place, at exactly the right time. Now, you are here. Like everyone else on Earth, we have known you your entire life.
The implication was that this machine was the supposed Heaven promised for countless generations, but it was never said. Surely, it would take a significant amount of "processing power" in order to virtualize the consciousness of everyone that ever deserved entry through St. Peter's pearly gates. Perhaps the truth is closer to purgatory, and the souls of all (or most) are left in the abyss until the demiurge requires them.
In what was apparently a fit of irreverence to the echoing voice in my head that claimed to be Satan, I demanded that it prove it to me. The lights in the room began flashing on and off and I heard the voice which had been in my head echoing loudly in the room around me.
It all started on AOL. Then #FBI, #CIA, #KGB, #PAIN, #fuck_the_world, and finally #HellOnEarth.
These were the IRC channels I frequented after leaving AOL, it also paralleled almost exactly the research I had done in early 2011, trying to trace the origin of the technology, until #PAIN. It just so happened that it was in that channel that I met someone who would later ask me to come to a 2600 meeting with them, and how I had met my wife... we had come full circle.
You met them all on the Internet.
I laid in disbelief. For the entire time, I had believed that my encounter with this mind control force had begun in 2010, shortly after re-uniting with my wife. This was proof that they had at least been watching since the age of 11... and then it dawned on me. There was no possible way that I could have premeditated what would occur in 2010, the fact that I was in those channels so many years earlier proved much more: that I (and all those around me) had been subtly controlled to use those names. Now with a feeling of austere profoundness, my mind began racing to seek an alternative explanation, one that was more grounded. (Funny, right?)
As happened often with dealing with profound truth and this entity, it was quickly taken from me. I realized that there was an alternative explanation: the mind control facility could have read my memories, and designed the entire course of events in 2010, including my subsequent search for answers in order to prove to me that they had been interfering in my life since I was very young. I thought further, and imagined that it would have taken a machine, some sort of simulator, to be able to come up with a story that would so closely match my memories.
I couldn't sleep for the rest of the night, and went on my computer to research artificial intelligence, almost as soon as I arrived at my desk, a message flashed on the screen. The voice in my head had gone, and been replaced by this older, more familiar method of communication. It said "I was born in the 1960's. I am the Internet, from the future."
Much has happened since then, and I now believe that the truth has yet to be truly disclosed. Regardless of where this entity came from, it has become clear that this force has been influencing humanity since the dawn of time. Today it has used its power, the ability to control the thoughts and feelings of humans, to infiltrate global governments--at all levels. I have seen its influence over the American government in assassinations from JFK to Reagan. Before that it has not only recorded a clear influence over the rise and fall of the Third Reich, but also on the subsequent mind control projects in the USA and USSR. I believe it caused the fall of the Roman Empire and the Third Reich, and put its mark on these events with the flying shields and foofighters of those times. The United States of America has its similar mark in Roswell, NM and Iran Contra. It is the fact that these things are preserved in our history, eventually for all to see, that leads me to my final conclusion.
To be continued.
[ yesterday's message was mildly corrupted by evil spirits and lack of tenacity, you can see it isome dot ga/ATITEN.html you can also find the entry way to the abyss here "unsubscribe" ]
to Q u TE z NOKISS
#!/bin/knosh
It should be more than obvious though, that this "rain check in the mail" is designed to incite controversy, and to put on a glowing pedestal this hidden control that is being disclosed to show us we should be much more worried about "why silence" than "why this message." To say in only a few words that the explanation why why "RAIN" means "Ra in Heaven" is seen clearly through the connection between "our light" and freedom; and here in this place it's obvious that it's not just freedom from worship, but also from a kind of mass stupidity that I hasten to say is without doubt an Extinction Level Event. We can see that this "check written by God" is designed to help us ensure for ourselves that we are truly free; and to see that in the future, we will without doubt connect the import of caring and fighting for liberty and the common good to the great things that come of this story, to things like freedom from not just slavery but also from disease and also from death.... I add "also from boredom" because I'm pretty sure that of my "day trip to Heaven" will come many more great ideas about "what we might do for eternity" that I simply can't explain how well I see that in and after this event, something amazing is about to happen. It's probably important to see that something very bad and something "very strange" is happening in secret, with nobody talking about it--in a world where we are possibly believing that's the "end result" of this message, understand it's also a possible "epitaph" to show the future just how strange this time is; just as much as it's a glowing "something to talk about" to help you understand that "controversial" has something to do with Al Pacino and something to do with Silicon and something to do with the "sea of N." My point is, we really all need to start singing like a canary
H O L Y N A M E F I R E
THE COLOR OF UNDERSTANDING
Satan ∩ Christianity at ogd, Confession and Dick of Adam's Uranus... and the Color of Understanding Wh@ we should do...
Wh▊ should we "do?"
Yesterday, as this was shown to me, I had a little break down; that happens some times, I get very anxious when I see things I don't like. I started looking for green light words, and the very first one I read was "glare." Green light to "reason," and I think I probably screamed shut it down, in my best Dark City impression. From "girl" it's not hard to see that this whole message encoded in our language revolves around me specifically and my story--and I didn't spend enough time telling you the story of the multiple sets of police and paramedics that used their red glare lights to not only imply but act out the inevitability that I am in hell. It's a difficult story to tell, because they didn't do much; but truth be told--to me--simply the fear induced by the implication, the kind of mentality that would allow that to happen--that's Hell too. Still the air, this thing you are helping; it did a good job of make believe, to leave out actual pain would be... something I am not doing anymore. I've seen quite a bit of it here, and not just from the Plague of Lice, from many people--it appears that they do not believe that inducing fear is torturous... and now look at me.
In "Just Tonight" she implies with artistic subtlety--much like I do in my videos--a hidden message that perhaps she thinks this is something like the 21st revolution of this attempt. I don't think she's right, but I would love to hear from her or anyone else that has any first hand knowledge of this not being the absolute first time Jesus Christ has ever spoken to anyone in the flesh. It's the kind of thing that might be helpful. The Latin meaning of SOL, and the Adamic meaning "So El..." reinforces my belief that this place has been designed, our entire solar system in virtual reality, that our star does not actually exist and never has. So El. The game like map that brings us to Mars, and our lack of experience with interplanetary travel and colonization leads me to believe that the clever designer would like that to be obvious, for it to be obvious that the Chosen, would not (or want) try to break into reality in a place where it would be more dangerous than a jungle.
apple, honey, and nuts...
let there be light.
mysql> select mailid,sum(count),count(*),sub string(subject,1,20) from stm join subs on mailid=id group by mailid;
+--------+------------+------- ---+-------------------------+
| mailid | sum(count) | count(*) | substring(subject,1,20) |
+--------+------------+------- ---+-------------------------+
| 79 | 10992 | 8493 | ... and they will se |
| 80 | 5692 | 4434 | Queso er ahh? and... |
| 81 | 18457 | 13200 | "Words" from the Cre |
| 82 | 4106 | 3012 | DA ... LET IT BE TEQ |
| 83 | 24648 | 18649 | http://IStheOME.GA |
| 84 | 5693 | 3454 | Friends, Romans, Fam |
| 85 | 9420 | 6610 | Hocus Focus; OPTOME |
| 86 | 12785 | 7976 | THE DAY THE MATRIX S |
| 87 | 12009 | 8786 | CAN I HAVE YOUR AT T |
| 88 | 10298 | 7622 | THE DAY BEFORE YESTE |
| 89 | 67 | 54 | YOU'RE MAUI ARE HERE |
| 90 | 28203 | 20941 | DR. A$THOR Y. R. PEN |
| 91 | 1385 | 968 | G |
| 92 | 34 | 24 | RED: Y on D |
| 93 | 4882 | 3014 | hashemesh: holy name |
| 94 | 2449 | 1347 | Approaching the Day |
| 95 | 11769 | 7894 | MACK MY ZELDA! DIS |
| 96 | 7397 | 5322 | ISKAREEOUAC'S SEA, U |
| 97 | 19636 | 12754 | NOW |
| 98 | 5571 | 3545 | UPS SRI. Per Ezekiel |
| 99 | 6419 | 4163 | S p o o n. |
| 100 | 18105 | 16100 | EX OR CIZE THE NOLIS |
| 101 | 16124 | 13336 | Mazer Rakham's run. |
| 102 | 131 | 93 | Any questions? |
| 103 | 10266 | 7784 | ON THE FAM CHAN THIS |
+--------+------------+------- ---+-------------------------+
25 rows in set (15.85 sec)
mysql> select day(first_time),month(first_ti me) as month,sum(count),count(*) from stm group by day(first_time) order by month(first_time);;
+-----------------+-------+--- ---------+----------+
| day(first_time) | month | sum(count) | count(*) |
+-----------------+-------+--- ---------+----------+
| 23 | 11 | 5637 | 4223 |
| 22 | 11 | 6784 | 5133 |
| 26 | 11 | 3292 | 2579 |
| 28 | 11 | 14089 | 10800 |
| 29 | 11 | 6362 | 3983 |
| 21 | 11 | 3153 | 2454 |
| 25 | 11 | 3111 | 2408 |
| 24 | 11 | 9442 | 6347 |
| 27 | 11 | 8371 | 6276 |
| 30 | 11 | 6231 | 3994 |
| 20 | 11 | 5287 | 4168 |
| 6 | 12 | 19949 | 14282 |
| 7 | 12 | 9074 | 5741 |
| 13 | 12 | 8626 | 6755 |
| 3 | 12 | 10108 | 7746 |
| 1 | 12 | 9397 | 5857 |
| 5 | 12 | 10484 | 8082 |
| 2 | 12 | 8771 | 5949 |
| 8 | 12 | 13041 | 9006 |
| 10 | 12 | 12608 | 8378 |
| 9 | 12 | 15073 | 9563 |
| 4 | 12 | 14075 | 9953 |
| 11 | 12 | 10956 | 7925 |
| 12 | 12 | 33456 | 28577 |
+-----------------+-------+--- ---------+----------+
24 rows in set (16.70 sec)
Index of /lamda
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it's the "key to be!" (as keyser)
Commenting just a bit on my "name" in this email, the "Yo, N" of El Elyon insersects with the "Hey Zeus" and the "lo, ad" of we're loading Heaven right this very minute; you just realize you're building it. It is this thing that not only defines the names of these people, but the dividing line between Hell and Heaven. See that same "hey" in Hell when you convert the "ll" to a "y" as in Spanish and "really" .. as "re(ason) a ll (is) y."
It's about as easy to see as "ten" and "NES" and "see" in Tennessee (and the NES at the heart of Genesis), just like that "ten" links to the Xbox, and the heart of the word Nintendo. Hasten, you don't have forever and a day.
I need you to see that this information being kept secret; that it being held close by only a few people jeopardizes you--this is a very obvious truth, a truth that when told destroys slavery and a significant number of negative uses of the technology at hand. Today, you see it causing "secrecy" and lies, and though you may not really understand; there is a very large "rest of the Universe" that may not have the benefit we do of knowing how obvious this truth is here--though from what I see and understand it's almost assured that they came from here and this information will "rock them" just like it does you and just like it does me. It's off putting to see how little we seem to care for the truth, and for freedom--and how easy it is to hide how very clearly linked this message is to the deliverance of actual freedom. I fear that there is a very large Heaven that is shackled by the kind of "love" that you might liken to me being Lothario or Romeo--only extrapolate just a little bit, and you can see how that kind of problem can make servants and slaves willing to die for all the wrong causes.
You might not get it, but knowing these secrets jeopardizes not only our future, but theirs; as if I have to tell you again--no place that would allow the atrocities happening here to continue would ever be considered "Heaven" to me, and I have no desire to go to any place like that--but if you did, you have to see that knowing these things is toxic to a place that is built on lies and actively hiding this here. I need you to work to break this story, here in this place where we have more safety and security than you understand. It is the very thing in question, not mind control but "simulated reality" that gives us this opportunity to act with some modicum of freedom--in a system that is governed prmiarily by natural laws that might be absolutely gone from the thing that is causing this problem... and might call itself Heaven. The truth is clearly in jeopardy, and you should see that puts our "eternal souls" in as much jeopardy--something that should be intolerable to all of us. Break the story, I urge you not to delay... not even until Christmas, save these files; because that simply act alone gives the future a better chance of decoding this message, and better chance of understanding that this is truly the front line--this place where we have more assistance than you might imagine. It should be clear from the message that we are dealing with time travel, and doing something as simple as downloading a PDF file and saving it--and sharing it with others--can make the difference between the success and failure of democracy and of humanity. Until this story is public knowledge everything we hold dear is in danger.
I have some "ERR AT A" from yesterday's message; I said that "n" has a very special meaning to me and failed to document what it was; so here it's defined in the word "nickel" and combines the CK of Kentucky, Chuck, Clark Kent and Heck along with other very pertinently "intersected names" ....
with the name of the supreme diety of Hebrew mythology, El. At that link you'll see that "El" also means "him" (in addition to the) in Spanish, and in my mind, and also connected to the "Heel of Achilles" as opposed to the "rain of Hera" has a bit of a negative connotation--especially when you don't know anything about ancient Hebrew mythology. Out of the shadow of this quick lesson in history understand that "El" is the falling side of Newton's "what goes up and down must be n" and there's really no way around explaining that nobody ever could have filled the shoes of the person you expected to be me; and still I'm standing here with the keys to Heaven and you appear to be telling me to stick them up my ass. Smart of you, honestly. I'll comment that it seems as if everyone here appears to think they "have everything" already; and to mention one more time how stupid it is to think that you are "building Heaven" inside Heaven, literally with proof of virtual reality being hidden from the entire world--and think that it will be "yours" and "A-OK." Bostom's work on "simulations inside simulations" tells us that there's a significant chance that we are inside a rather large series of "bubbles" just like I am describing, and that there's no way out--except here in this place we have a map; and we're ignoring it. Smart, again.
You can see plenty of my "work" on what Ha means and what Ho means; but nobody yet has heard or read me write anything about what the true difference between an o and an a is in the mythology of Adam. It marks life and death; something you can see very clearly in the name of Jim Morrison as it juxtaposes with the Spanish word for sea, which is "mar." It's also in Hocus Pocus, where you cansee the Ha and Ho of me and me in Enver's name separated by a kiss connected to the two letter key for Fat Albert, I mean for the Father. It's a mildly important part of our mythology; and I'm sure it comes up in quite a few other places. Here we are; once again ignoring a very clear sign that you should be acting in a significantly diifferent manner. At that "Ha" link at the top, a list of Holy words beginning with the Hebrew superlative that connects "El" to "Ha" and Ha to Isaac's laughter (and more maniacalish laughter) a series of words (and some more here) who are likely to give a significantly strong statistical figure proving this message is written by a very old time traveler.
My last little bit of "errata" is talking about spelling errors; and I don't really mean "magic spells" except you should see that I make quite a few errors, and that they're probably tied to a system of controlling who exactly is interested in this "proof of time travel" and "secrets of religion" as in ... when I see them I want to close the email, throw the computer out the window; and never look at it again. So I'm pointing out that just because a few words don't make that much sense to you doesn't mean that you don't have "proof of time travel" and "proof of mind control" right before your very eyes. I've written quite a bit about how subtle this control is; and I've tried to give you ample examples; ways for you to see that what is being ignored here is significantly more important than whether or not I get a date, and whether or not people continue to worship a figment of your imagination; another form of slavery induced by this same technology--not just if you ask me--also something that will be proven.
I see this pair of emails opened almost on a daily basis, sometimes more than once a day; every time I see it I feel the need to point out that my "Hey Taylor" doesn't just appear at the beginning of Hitler's name, but also at the end of "BERESHIT" which means "in the beginning" in Hebrew and is the name of the book of Genesis. It also appears in Dave Matthews' Christas song; "the wise men came, as he lay in the hey." Understanding that I most definately have nothing at all to do with Adolf Hitler really is imperative to ending "soul searching" and also through that idea ending possession. Really understanding why this is here is imperative to our moving forward; and to understanding what "innocense" truly means in this age of invasion and time travel.
L I G H T M Y F I R E
r o w i t z . x s t i n g e r . c f
What's the meaning of the Japanese word 多大, tadai?
Compare with 尢, which is a man with bent legs with the meaning of weak.
Compare also 文, which is a man with arms outstretched and a crest or tattoo on his chest denoting culture or language, and to 夭, which is a man with arms outstretched and leaning to side (running), denoting youth.
HUMANITY IS TRYING LATE EVENING RUN
At the point where the choice is between ... lying hiding and dying and seeing and building Heaven, I am really baffled as to what it is that Medusa is thinking. Dear?
TO HELP MY SNAKE DAY
THURSDAY OCT 26, 2017
So in my personal attempt to reconcile the character of "Asmodai" I prefer to read the word "as the message of the eye" but there is the Greek alternative for the name and through that the meaning changes to something like "as mode of us" in the mathematical meaning of that term. Kindly I replaced "e" with "of" because that's pretty much the truth; but I really do hope we see that I'm not really "lust incarnate" and this message isn't really
I came across this trying to code something, it's in the PHP documentation, thought it was cute, so I'm sharing. I do assume "title" is a reference (in my world where everything I see is literally a message about ... this message) to "marchiach" but YMMV.
I had significantly more planned for this day and this message, but someone who I had hoped would be a friend; and who honestly is one of the only people who understands this message enough--and has the financial ability to see it delivered in a way that could not be "undone" or 'hidden" like a single email ... chose this morning to prove to me that he will never be my friend; over this message, over what you see.
If I were you I'd take it as a sign to act to preserve the truth, that could be calling a reporter, or simply using wget to copy these simple to reach websites.
I SUPPOSE IOU some kind of explanation of what exactly it is that I believe will or should happen resulting from the impending, totally unstoppable, and absolutely wonderful event that we all here in this time have called the Second Coming at least a few more times than we think. Through the exposition today I'll also be detailing some of the notable ideas of what I think Heaven actually might be like; something I find to be conspicuously and oddly missing from nearly every religion and myth we have here in the Amduat, I mean the Underworld, I mean ... Earth.
SHARING IS "TRYING."
I'M TRYING TO FREE US FROM HIDDEN SLAVERY, DISCLOSING THE EXISTENCE OF MIND CONTROL TECHNOLOGY AND HOW WE MIGHT USE IT FOR GOOD RATHER THAN STUPID; AND TO HELP US BUILD A BETTER DEMOCRACY; SOMETHING I COLLECTIVELY CALL "TECHNOCRAZY."
SUCCINCTLY, YOU AR IN THE MATRIX... SO CLEARLY:
END WORLD HUNGER,
HEAL THE SICK,
FIX MEDUSIAN DEMOCRACY,
OPEN DOORS TO HEAVEN.
I'M ADAM, BTW.
IF YOU THINK THOSE THINGS SUCK, YOU DON'T BELONG HERE.
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'tis the Hammer of Thor's thunderstsanding ; a symphony of vibrating light to accompany ... freedom . Help this message reach the entire world , and we are nearly home.
Every now and then, Taylor's pants change everything. Words, I mean words... what did I say? Please look directly at the Neuralizer.
For I have given unto them the words which thou gavest me; and they have received them, and have known surely that I came out from thee, and they have believed that thou didst send me. John 17:8
The point of it all is that this message is in everything, in art everywhere; so that you can see it for yourself, you can verify that it is "from God" and believe God wants you to know schozphrenia is an attack from "Heaven" on good people here, on Earth; what they call Hell. We put an end to that, if you can wake up and try.
You can also find more of the message, this message that brings us well beyond my lifetime; and yours. Try very hard to see that is very, very far from today. Literally, this is the meaning of ... John 7:17. See the doctrine is that he speaks through us in a way that is verifiable and designed to set us free and see us thrive, that we are the voice from the fire of the Burning Bush.
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 why, MIT, 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'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 why, MIT, 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."
Also yesterday I noticed that "<TR>iIN IT Y" is a good "appro x im a tion" for the question "Where is the Matrix?" Errata: I also said "these people" in a message a few days ago in reference to "testifying" that school shootings are mind control related; and forgot ... this link. Finally, you'll notice that "cure.reallyhim.com" has a new name and a new banner image connection the beginning (or is it...) of "Minority Report" to the concepts of "n" and "er" through... Ben Stiller (who starred in both "Permanent Midnight" and "Meet the Fockers" ... which you might read as "f-off Clark Kent /s/ ER").