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If the magic word is "rumspringer" go with that... it's rumspringer. Am ish, btw.
I've stopped updating my Instagram (here's Mastodon, though), because none of you follow it. Also I'm thinking of pausing Twitter too. probably soon I'll be moving my pictures to pixelfed.social and helping "Neo's" cause a disruption (or a revolution) in the Reddit market. Just to note, "Mas to do n" and "Neos" ... something like "Facebook's Jupiter" ... in the original mentioning of Neos.sh I noted it appears to be vaporware but ... they have a coin and it might be a good investment--the website is nice, and of course... I like the name. I've decided to not stop updating these things, but it would be nice if we could get another UndeflateGate going--it's time. I have another email ready, it will probably come today, ince it's Thorrrrsday, sorry for the barrage, or the flood/storm, or whatever you want to call this.
It's worth noting yet again that the the trend here appears to be open source software and federated solutions "bucking" the massive censorship we've seen first hand on Twitter and reddit and ... uh, every major news station on the planet. I think that's a really good thing, all it takes now is some user interest to really open the doors to Heaven and block the chain of "we don't know what's going on" or "we just believe whatever the whispers say over the ... the ... news."
That's how I feel tho, it really is--I see very clearly that there are numerous people actually helping me--though it's difficult to imagine how you too do not see that the line here, the salt line in the Manna from Heaven is actually talking about these things as if they are ... exactly what they are ... an intelligent message that is about something we cannot ee, written in conjunction with that invisible force--and that speaking about "fiction" or "art" in this now very provable vain that it is in fact, fact--is more than a single word, it's more than artifact and it's more than a single person. Still, I am itting all alone as far and wide as I can see in the recorded "frank public discussion" about the fact that we are living in virtual reality and cannot fathom how you all don't see that's a great chain--some kind of hidden slavery.
You might see it as "Forbidden Knowledge" (that is in itself proof of a dark force breaking logical vision thorugh history--quite apparent today, YW) and ee I put space in between "for" and "bid" and "den" and you are trying to take that space away from the very trange invisibleness that seems to want to find it for "no reason they care to speak of, either." I need ome vocal troops. Aside from BB&T, ING, and Wells Farokh (which is Freddie Mercury's actual name). I don't see any reason anyone here would prefer to "rough it in the outback" over a much happier and healthier life in Heaven--though it seems that this grand conspiracy believes that it will somehow "force my hand" by simply pretending that you didn't know that the proliferation of this knowledge would protect us ... and our children ... and their chidlren ... from pain and death.
We are in a Holoroom, it needs to be "not sshed" or we will forever be stuck in a Holoroom. L'chiam.
... but there's really no way what you see around you here in this place is at all possible in a world that adheres to the Law of Conservation of Energy. That's the "big point" here, that what we are witnessing and experiencing ... a group influenced to "decide" not to care about anything it used to care about ... because maybe it'll get the "S" or maybe something better (and if you listen to me, you will) ... all the while not seeing that what we are really experiencing is a testament to the power of this technology and need for an army of Us to understand it and overcome it and sanctify our ouls and ensure that this kind of thing "isn't allowed" ... ever again.
Else I'll make that "S" that is supposed to end "Iuppiter Omnipotens" and begin alvation in a single act) permanent. That's possible, you know--you're looking at just exactly what that would appear like.
schoolchildren: "dear father tell us so, we belong ... 'let your children play?' in ..."
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.
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?
A legend tells of a test where Muramasa challenged his master, Masamune, to see who could make a finer sword. They both worked tirelessly and eventually, when both words were finished, they decided to test the results. The contest was for each to suspend the blades in a small creek with the cutting edge facing the current. Muramasa's word, the Juuchi Yosamu (十千夜寒, "10,000 Cold Nights") cut everything that passed its way; fish, leaves floating down the river, the very air which blew on it. Highly impressed with his pupil's work, Masamune lowered his sword, the Yawarakai-Te (柔らかい手, "Tender Hands"), into the current and waited patiently. Only leaves were cut. However, the fish swam right up to it, and the air hissed as it gently blew by the blade. After a while, Muramasa began to scoff at his master for his apparent lack of skill in the making of his word. Smiling to himself, Masamune pulled up his sword, dried it, and sheathed it. All the while, Muramasa was heckling him for his sword's inability to cut anything. A monk, who had been watching the whole ordeal, walked over and bowed low to the two sword masters. He then began to explain what he had seen.
- "The first of the swords was by all accounts a fine word, however it is a blood thirsty, evil blade, as it does not discriminate as to who or what it will cut. It may just as well be cutting down butterflies as severing heads. The second was by far the finer of the two, as it 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 liced. 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 words that don't hurt kids.