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come, so now the armies of god unite, as do the armies of
Christ (Lucifer). But it is all just a representation, of a higher
battle being lost by god.
Now we have 13 months, 28 days per month plus 1.25 days
per year. (Approximately 2.75 less days per year then in the
"Zero Year" ). If there calendar was accurate ~4.58 every
10,000 years, slowing of the earths rotation and an increase in
gravity as we approach the sun in the golden ratio. This would
mean we do not have nearly as long to exit the plaint and
scientists would like us to believe.
1/26/03 -If you want to be more like Christ... Be Jewish
1/30/03 - It's all a bit of a blur now, what happed to lead me to
this point. The shuffle of feat in a laboratory... The gasping for
air that soon fallowed, it does not matter if it was intentional,
it does not matter now, what does? The faith facts fiction
falsification fraternization of lesser gods... no I to see "evil"
but I know what evil is. Mortality of conscious desertion to the
thriving beast in our heads to the living dead who speak to us
on TV and in the history books. The living dead immortals
that shall never die so long as evidence of their existence
remains. To be a god among men, and a beast among the
natural plain, can I ask what you think of me now... as blood
drips from my face and bone torn threw flesh as I arise into an
abyss of nonexistent gibberish. Who cares what I think who
what I do, I am only me and no one else even by my chosen
name. Can I ask, do you mind, why you bother day to day,
why you sit and watch as if the world was happening to you
and you where just a patsy. Would it offend you if I swore to
kill you and every one you ever meet. Would that bother you
or would you just think me bitter. "All that you do to me shall
be shown in the scares of Mexico City and all that you dream
IsReal- is not, but could by my interpretation. My salvation,
my redemption of mankind. So bloody evil but so truly
necessary. It is you I pray to, you who does not answer my
prayers. I grow ever more frustrated... It is I who bargained for
life threw death and all I asked for was help. You have herd
me, helped me but not recognized my attorney over you. I am
no god, but I see your fear, the way you shake inside and
stiffen. Trying so hard not to know, what you know, you
know... This is the battle of bristle the battle of brist left gone
in the shadows of truth and morality (as if that was real). And
question me if I lie, what have you to know for me? This is the
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question and that answer. The truth of the lie and reason we
are not to know... four men saw death by design and life by
reality only to question why, and who... So said Jarimia
"Death now talk later." So we will find our proof as we find
most things true because we wish them to be, and mine
because I say they are. No profit needed to blast the shackles
of lies we want to be imprisoned within, no need to escape and
no desire to do so. What is it about you people that you can
live like this, with no goals except to work and no work that
you desire except to live and die a slave to the lie. This I will
not tolerate nor will I allow you to gasp for air when you are
surrounded by "it" by death, by life, by sex, virtue of our own
existence and the fragile existence of the world. The meek
sheep who pasture and graze but pray not to the beast still to
live still to work as needed as they needed, still I repose,
remand that all will hear my words in the echo of the world
and the world wide web!
can you imagine what it is like to feed the beast and help it
grow, so that it will raise you to power, only so you can take
the rain of command and slit it's throat. This is the life I live
empowered by beast engulfed and surrounded by it, for the
soul purpose of destroying it and everything connected to it.
The life I have chosen with full knowledge of it is to be
damned, and have no fear of it but fear only my life if I did not
do what I feel is right at any cost, personal or otherwise. This
is the world of the beast and in the city of angles as we ride in
motor driven bikes to the edge of the city to see if it is true, it
is. But now it is to late the circle is all but complete. and the
time of tribulation is upon us, and our fathers and our fathers
fathers and our fathers fathers fathers ... Yes it has always
been tribulation since the dawn or man or the fall or the
angles. The city of angles, the city of light, Chicago is a dark
pit but nothing like New York and there trendy lights and
superficial feel. So as you walk your dog, or feed your fish ask
your self who made you their god, who put you in charge of
their lives of their well being... and why?
It is, as if, at least most of the time, it is not me who rights, not
me who bitterly defies the world, no actually I work for Al-
Qaeda. Just kidding Al-Qaeda works for me. And why you
ask? Is it glory, money, fame, revenge? No it is because they
can see how damned "evil" the USA is! And by evil I mean
the hellish reality we project out into the world. The porn stars
and puff daddy reality that we do not actually live! We make