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Forgetting November, or K Days in Iron .. brimstone.
KE♂ M I T Z I O N
I turned around the "anadrome" which I think is a new word, I saw "reason software, oh" in the undoing of how Doogie Howser is "to be." I think we've past the point of no return, that Zion is behind us; but if Dr. Oppenheimer is any clue, this message will be lost on all but a few. Do you think it would be better to rewind a few days or a few months, to clear the air of dark clouds and ... or ...
My most basic premise and assumption is that "simulated reality" itself is Hell when kept secret; a hidden prison with hidden walls, a preclusion in itself of ever touching or nearing the hallowed space it pretends to be. On top of that premise, I know it to be absolute cruelty to have this message here--these words written on the skies and in our hearts and in our language showing us how to use the disclosure that we are living in simulated reality to make the world a better place... and worse, it's a sickness not to acknowledge that school shootings alone are proof enough that we will not succeed without disclosure and that we will not succeed with Minority Report.
We have lost civilization at "the press does not matter" we have lost civilization at "the internet does not matter" we have lost civilization at free and transparent communication can be forgone for a time, and half a time
On Sun, Feb 18, 2018 at 9:46 AM, Adam M. Dobrin <email@example.com> wrote:
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The truth, the cold hard truth is that if John Conner were to die in a school shooting, you would never know--nobody ever would. A war is being fought in time and it takes a special kind of vision, some real insight into the character of the enemy, to connect what is happening here in plain view--these attacks that are neither random nor disconnected in purpose or intent--to a change in the landscape of what the future's resistance against tyranny will look like.
In my current state--knowing what I think about is encased in some kind of fog of "what the world can see," as I feel memories and ideas for the next days journal entry tangibly disappearing from my minds eye into the ether, often never to return ... just this morning this idea fixated itself at the front of the stage. I'd long known the shooters were connected, it's as obvious to me that they've suffered an attack from a similar ethereal information operation that myself and many of the other martyrs here called "targeted individuals" complain of--you can see it their eyes, and in the words they carve into their weapons. When you're "me," and you see a pattern beginning to form it kind of fills itself in, when you see it connected to the final plague of Exodus and to the singular thing that defines the line between Heaven and Hell in your heart and in your mind and in your writing... it makes me a little sick inside to see with such clarity that such a good thing will come from these atrocities, and how quickly; overnight.
I see a faction of opposition here, complaining about "republicans" and about the NRA; trying to use these unfortunate focal points of a war in time to take the weapons of a well regulated militia from your hands; I don't think it takes much research or insight to see that the people who cite foreign nations that have significantly higher carry rates combined with better training and drastically lower murder rates are doing the right thing in this place and time. It's not my solution, you see my answer; I'd take the bullets right out of the sky in mid air, I'd pull the nukes from their silos today, all of them; but really until we get to that point--until those things are done I feel like "the more the merrier" in terms of assault weapons.
Not to say I think violence is the solution, nor do I believe that a ground war will ever again have anything to do with an actual revolution or a war of any import--and even as I write those words, I see the mistake, that there is a ground war against silence and against secret time travel and against mind control and against something I always called "non-temporal transference of blame" in my earliest days
On Sun, Feb 18, 2018 at 10:36 AM, Adam M. Dobrin <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
Ke Mitzion; כִּי מִצִּיּוֹן, for example it means, one thing in this place in our microcosmic map and quite another thing to me and to the world that listens to the import of the legend's vision... of the lens of the eyes of the creator glaring down at words and at prayers that were once meaningless and now are no longer.
I can't seem to figure out the meaning of the hidden connection between Dr. Death, Kevorkian... even my spell check knows his name, and Keanu Reeves and the first family in the garden of Eden and the Sumerian Sky God you can see pictured at the beginning of time shaking hands with his compatriots, the ones you can only imagine so proudly hailed this plan at the twilight's last gleaming. The Devil's Advocate, it's Kevin right, that's the connection to Heaven's Gate.
Ke Mitzion; כִּי מִצִּיּוֹן; the letters float around in my minds eye, a single word that might mean two names and one really important concept; and another, something I ready at first and then forgot for a little while, while I wrote about the key to this particular message--or I said with full and unbridled belief in it's correctness--"I am tzedaqah, which means charity for the Universe; and I'm on?" asking this thing that I believe thinks it is "judging me" and really in my mind I always tell it, go ahead and press your little button--I know that even if the whole world judged me to death, this machine would turn that around and they'd fall right out of their faux "we think we are god seats." Sort of dancing with each other, choosing a new partner, and it takes only a moment to see the Massachusetts Institute of Technology only a split second to see one of the most important names in our history of Israel and in the Biblical history of King David and of the Messiah; the word "Zion." You can see "end I owe being hidden" or "end being on" but in truth Zion means something very different to the world here--it's a message about the rightful occupiers of a home that has been rightfully occupied by so many returning home.
It haz meant something different to me; really the whole fucking time that is now a little bit shorter than the whole time for the first time that modifier has made time more concise. Zion and the Temple mount in Jerusalem, the place that today talks about the Rock of Ages instead of the Rock of Heaven, as if those things were not one, the same... it's always been a metaphor the first for the point in time that the Temple truly begins being built, and the second... the Temple itself is a metaphor for Heaven. So to see a hidden history of Heaven being bestroyed and rebuilt not once but more than one time and to see we stand here and the map of the history of that thing that this entire place is designed to build stands both in our "raelity" and in our book with an occupier you'd say was foreign until you knew it was you and I... really I should say "you and me."
Ke Mitzion; כִּי מִצִּיּוֹן; a third time as if searching for a lucky charm and clicking Achilles' shield and Perseus's together... the clang clang of a cockaphony of barely audible smashing; and then with the watery reflection of Narcissus and Carly Simon and Metallica and with that third mirrored shield I wonder to myself if any of you also "see a." Indica Standorigo she spoke the beginning just yesterday and I've been finishing that sentence since the dawn of time... it seems to me that we are in a place that always begins with "K" and here the war being fought through the fourth or the fifth dimension depending on whether you believe Kaluza or Kent; the war appears to be over whether or not we will wind up in Kentucky or in Kansas, if KY was just another word for OZ. Say heck, I knew; שֶׁהֶחֱיָנוּ
Zion to me always has been, I've always said a single point in time; though it's harder to see how clear it is, from the broken Vav in the very center of the Hebrew Torah... this letter that is a known metaphor for a single man, who knows he is the focal point of all of time, the "person of time" I say begins the letter K (at the Periodic Table Key, now); followed by one or two assassinations--now passed; and then an abomination or something like that. You would never know it if John Connor was killed in a school shooting, or if Columbine intersects with the O.C. and with Kentucky; because this war in time in certainly focused on whether or not this map is accurate, and whether or not it will remain; wonder if the Lazman has an earth with no heart, with no art and no Torah; or if we will continue to exist. Riding west with all their might, you might imagine some rescue party from the future would sing in "Chase the Buffalo" (nickel?); or searching for an Indian Head. In this place and time it's clear that something needs to change, fighting wholeheartedly to see that our past is a map and lesson to be learned from, and that learning from it will change the landscape of the future forever... I can't tell you for sure if we've passed the point of Zion--if we've gone too far away from our morals to continue forward without changing the past... but if Enver Hoxha is any clue, if we are bound to Adumbla by anything more than glue,
הֹולֵ֣ךְ עַל־אַרְבַּ֗ע עַ֚ד כָּל־מַרְבֵּ֣ה רַגְלַ֔יִם לְכָל־הַשֶּׁ֖רֶץ הַשֹּׁרֵ֣ץ עַל־הָאָ֑רֶץ לֹ֥א תֹאכְל֖וּם כִּי־שֶׁ֥קֶץ הֵֽם
כֹּל֩ הֹולֵ֨ךְ עַל־גָּחֹ֜ון וְכֹ֣ל