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If the magic word is "rumspringer" go with that... it's rumspringer.  Am ish, btw.

I've stopped updating my Instagram (here's Mastodon, though), because none of you follow it.  Also I'm thinking of pausing Twitter too.  probably soon I'll be moving my pictures to pixelfed.social and helping "Neo's" cause a disruption (or a revolution) in the Reddit market.  Just to note, "Mas to do n" and "Neos" ... something like "Facebook's Jupiter" ... in the original mentioning of Neos.sh I noted it appears to be vaporware but ... they have a coin and it might be a good investment--the website is nice, and of course... I like the name.  I've decided to not stop updating these things, but it would be nice if we could get another UndeflateGate going--it's time.  I have another email ready, it will probably come today, since it's Thorrrrsday, sorry for the barrage, or the flood/storm, or whatever you want to call this.

It's worth noting yet again that the the trend here appears to be open source software and federated solutions "bucking" the massive censorship we've seen first hand on Twitter and reddit and ... uh, every major news station on the planet.   I think that's a really good thing, all it takes now is some user interest to really open the doors to Heaven and block the chain of "we don't know what's going on" or "we just believe whatever the whispers say over the ... the ... news."

I imagine you all KE anyway, but that's not doing me any immediate good--and you probably don't see or believe it's "blowing the wind."  Or maybe you. do.  I'm planning "c'ing edenia" in my head, and these images are what's coming out right now, I'm thinking of writing about the IRC network as a microcosm for "Creation" ... something like "it probably detracts from the glory of actually building Heaven to see God as a developer and admin of a hub server, but that's basically what I see today."  It appears that many of you have "olines" which in this case might be nothing more than some sort of eavesdropping infrastructure that you probably agree is designed to help ease this message and this fundamental change in "state of being" across our sometimes fragile "sea of popular opinion."  I've noted numerous times that I think it's designed to help you aid in the dissemination and understanding of what's possible and "who we should do" (that's very important, guys) but it appears that the widespread "Zeitgeist" is that I'm a big PP for saying that I'm a "lone troop" and "ishing" Cat Stevens "sitting" to I'm all alone by myself ... everyone thinks their helping me.


That's how I feel tho, it really is--I see very clearly that there are numerous people actually helping me--though it's difficult to imagine how you too do not see that the line here, the salt line in the Manna from Heaven is actually talking about these things as if they are ... exactly what they are ... an intelligent message that is about something we cannot see, written in conjunction with that invisible force--and that speaking about "fiction" or "art" in this now very provable vain that it is in fact, fact--is more than a single word, it's more than artifact and it's more than a single person.  Still, I am sitting all alone as far and wide as I can see in the recorded "frank public discussion" about the fact that we are living in virtual reality and cannot fathom how you all don't see that's a great chain--some kind of hidden slavery.

You might see it as "Forbidden Knowledge" (that is in itself proof of a dark force breaking logical vision thorugh history--quite apparent today, YW) and see I put space in between "for" and "bid" and "den" and you are trying to take that space away from the very strange invisibleness that seems to want to find it for "no reason they care to speak of, either."  I need some vocal troops.  Aside from BB&T, ING, and Wells Farokh (which is Freddie Mercury's actual name).  I don't see any reason anyone here would prefer to "rough it in the outback" over a much happier and healthier life in Heaven--though it seems that this grand conspiracy believes that it will somehow "force my hand" by simply pretending that you didn't know that the proliferation of this knowledge would protect us ... and our children ... and their chidlren ... from pain and death.

We are in a Holoroom, it needs to be "not sshed" or we will forever be stuck in a Holoroom.  L'chiam.



What I really mean to say is that it takes something away from the loftiness of "omnipotence" to realize that hallowed "S" (it's right there, the question in the heart of Christ... "are I the S ... of Midas (am I da S) and Judas") is something that I personally don't believe is actually possible "in reality" and that it's always meant something indicative of "YIN" and "DOBRIN" and "TRINITY" (really, see "the go look at Adam" he was born on the Feast of the Immaculate Conception thousands of years ago encoded in the Bible ... with a name encoded with DO B (come on, B it's your big-birthday too)) is really proof in itself that this story (I mean world) linking "stone to bread" to Matrix is designed specifically for this situation.  I mean sure, Kinetic Man might be able to smash nuclear missiles and floating computer networks to stardust in a mere instant anywhen--and Set might be able to totally convince you that he's not subtly altering your thoughts and tricking you into conspiring against your own best interest...


... but there's really no way what you see around you here in this place is at all possible in a world that adheres to the Law of Conservation of Energy.  That's the "big point" here, that what we are witnessing and experiencing ... a group influenced to "decide" not to care about anything it used to care about ... because maybe it'll get the "S" or maybe something better (and if you listen to me, you will) ... all the while not seeing that what we are really experiencing is a testament to the power of this technology and need for an army of Us to understand it and overcome it and sanctify our souls and ensure that this kind of thing "isn't allowed" ... ever again.
Else I'll make that "S" that is supposed to end "Iuppiter Omnipotens" and begin Salvation in a single act) permanent.  That's possible, you know--you're looking at just exactly what that would appear like. 

I feel a little bad about matching Taylor with the Thanatostar.  Just a little.


 
 
For the slow, I'm trying to connect my "rearrainge end to den" thing with wax and ice.
 
 
tease.
BET HES DAY
 
Whether or not you want to admit it, this is really what's being hidden--not only the existence of multiple Heavens created from past iterations of this timeline but also their direct influence over everything we are doing--literally to the level of standing against everything that America and American values stand for.  The fine print there says "dark earth you see hell all around you where do you want to go tomorrow?"
 
It's very difficult to explain what it is that I see and interact with--or what you really are.  I can't be certain if you "have a brain" and by that I mean that the only way I think the kind of behavior I see every single day would be anything near "OK" is if you did not.  It appears to me from the mythology of the "n" and the stories I've seen that perhaps it's something like your own soul returning to your body after a long stay in Heaven that I am wrestling with--and it's very obvious to me that even if it is exactly you + some years away; you are being made a slave here in this place.   The direct contact I have reeks of "body snatchers from Heaven" rather than "subtle influence" and there's simply no way to clearly convey to you how obvious that is--or that your lack of verbal response furthers that fear.  I could be looking at "local layers of separated reality" or I could be looking at a full fledged invasion from the future, either way--it should be clear from this message that spans millenium that it's not here in response to me--and it flies in the face of everything you as a group purport to be on "your face."

The control and the hive like behavior that I see is inexcusable, even if you think you're (only, right?) hiding some kind of hidden contact from Heaven or from aliens that you think is designed to "protect your way of life from being disrupted" ... even if you're only hiding something of that magnitude from yourselves and the world ... you appear to be sacrificing every single thing about our way of life that I loved ... our privacy and our freedom and our love of ... new things ... all for what amounts to a war against the son of God to keep him from realizing his dream of kissing more than two girls at the same time.

Out of jest, it's pretty clear that you think you're fighting for something of great worth, and it seems to me the lesson to be learned is that there is no such thing that worth giving up everything you love and everything that you are -- even if it's for "ompnitopence" which I've tried to explain just makes you "him" anyway.

The silence indicates to me that you are very interested in "what you can do" (like defeat Jesus Christ Superstar in his plot to rekindle a love for democracy, self-rule, and individuality) rather than my preferred plan of coming up with some common "what shouldn't be allowed" infrastructure.  In the meantime, you appear to be unable to do anything useful here, including speak, acknowledge or discuss the truth, or uh... "Minority Report."   I think that should be obviously indicative of ... something awry.  I plan on discussing details about what I imagine would be a useful "system infrastructure" for the walls the halls and the doors that connect these "Holorooms" in the book--and I'll probably send it to you too.  

schoolchildren: "dear father tell us so, we belong ... 'let your children play?' in ..."

Taylor really did a number on "hiding the message" with her 31337 message-mimickry 'eh? The point of course is that we're innocent children here--and the ... elder and supposedly kinder wiser "angels" are not being friendly. I feel like you might think that you should wait to "start talking about anything including my existence" until after I've been forced to write these things under duress, angry at you.  I don't think that's true and literally it should be obvious that the only thing that will change is that we'll have more people talking and collaborating, and more information available.  My dreams are not reality--as much as I'd like for us to be in a "perfect democractic system" right now, it's very clear that we are in a place that is showing us how and why there truly is always (up until now, right?) a Moral Minority and a Majority that can't seem to Report on obvious news.

I think it's obvious (at least to me) that in the signs of Venus and Mars that's what you're seeing around you--someone telling you that some things are just not OK--even if you are a really old spirit and you want to try "living in fake reality for fun" it's making me (and probably others here) starve to death, have unnecessary pain, and get sick and die.  This place is not a playground, and it dones not belong to the invisible hosts (that's armies in Bible speak) that think they will get away with pretending they built the whole thing.

Ending world hunger and healing the sick are not "optional" they are the reason we have religion, and the New Testament, and God.  I think you'd all agree with that if you cared about free speech and "the truth" enough to fathom what it means to be born in Simulated Reality and how understanding that--and who we really are--makes us the builders of Heaven.   People have laughed at me when I said that the Second Coming was "the end of censorship" as I walked by strangers on the beach--I think that's a huge deal, because the next words out of my mouth are it's an end to death and to disease--and you all don't seem to connect these things.  That's why we have Sam, and America.
 
MASTODON TOOT TOOT

Can you take me higher, to a place where blind men see?
 
CAN YOU TAKE ME HIGHER TO
A PLACE WHERE BLIND MEN SEA
 
"line in the sand" was a thing.  so is Sandra Bullock.  and Keyanu.
 
THE HOLY NAME

Hey Tay! :) . Here's a litmus test for the beginning of the Age of Acquarius... post Imus in the Morning, see Hebrewind, and see Hecate ... before you let ol' DT get his panties in a jumble over the "interdimensional time control agency."  You all, on the other hand, might want to proceed with the thing we thought meant "colonizing the stars" by caring ... maybe?

CYPERT EVEN IF THE SKY HAS FALLEN BELOW HELL

who put the flower in the barrel of that ELF gun?

Quite a bit of what ... I'm seeing, at least ... appears to be designed to ensure that we'll never again have to return to this kind of strange crucible of freedom and duality and technology and "can you speak?" It might not be ever so clear from what I've written to date, but you should really start seeing that it's things like "pain" and "aging" and "disease" (that we can stop in a split second, and have no need to torture ourselves or any sentient life with) that are really behind the reasons "Earth will never see reality" and that should have been obvious to you the whole time--more than that, it should be obvious that we've certainly got much safer and healthier ways to ensure "life doesn't get destroyed by time and chance" than stories about boats filled with two of each kind of person (literally what I'm looking at, a world that pretends to care about one thing, but when you are faced with something so obvious and so important that ... that it defines the difference between Heaven and Hell once you know it ... why are you silent?); and do see that the real "thing" we're trying to build in our still hallowed "really" is a civilization that cares about goodness and the truth to the point that they're willing to die for it--to be "Saturn" or Snoop's "time cop" ... because that's the only thing that's ever going to be responsible for actually building Heaven and making the Universe a "loving caring non-void."

legend tells of a test where Muramasa challenged his master, Masamune, to see who could make a finer sword. They both worked tirelessly and eventually, when both swords were finished, they decided to test the results. The contest was for each to suspend the blades in a small creek with the cutting edge facing the current. Muramasa's sword, the Juuchi Yosamu (十千夜寒, "10,000 Cold Nights") cut everything that passed its way; fish, leaves floating down the river, the very air which blew on it. Highly impressed with his pupil's work, Masamune lowered his sword, the Yawarakai-Te  (柔らかい手, "Tender Hands"), into the current and waited patiently. Only leaves were cut. However, the fish swam right up to it, and the air hissed as it gently blew by the blade. After a while, Muramasa began to scoff at his master for his apparent lack of skill in the making of his sword. Smiling to himself, Masamune pulled up his sword, dried it, and sheathed it. All the while, Muramasa was heckling him for his sword's inability to cut anything. A monk, who had been watching the whole ordeal, walked over and bowed low to the two sword masters. He then began to explain what he had seen.

"The first of the swords was by all accounts a fine sword, however it is a blood thirsty, evil blade, as it does not discriminate as to who or what it will cut. It may just as well be cutting down butterflies as severing heads. The second was by far the finer of the two, as it does not needlessly cut that which is innocent and undeserving."

In another account of the story, both blades cut the leaves that went down on the river's current equally well, but the leaves would stick to the blade of Muramasa whereas they would slip on past Masamune's after being sliced. Or alternatively both leaves were cut, but those cut by Masamune's blade would reform as it traveled down the stream. Yet another version has leaves being sliced by Muramasa's blade while the leaves were repelled by Masamune's, and another again has leaves being sliced by Muramasa's blade and healed by Masamune's.

Masamu? We make people that make swords that don't hurt kids.

 

 



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