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Wednesday March 30th, 203311:33 pm

How would you like to meet the Mother and Father of Adam and Eve?

"When you get there...
Be sure to Read... [gasp, pause]
Jason's Journal." - O-Ren Ishi-IIs Father's last words, Kill Bill Volume I



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http://www.maplandia.com/united-states/missouri/phelps-county/flat/

God Bless,
YOU ARE LOVED,
YOU ARE LOVING,
WE ARE LOVE,
JC

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Monday April 2nd, 20181:09 am



It is revealed that facebook has been harvesting the genetical trees of its users, as well as their facial pofiles.

I say to you:

You have ignored my dictum. You will soon know Seth.
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Monday April 2nd, 201812:59 am

I came to bring you up, I came to bring your little world a Part

Across the centuries
to make a friend;

All the dreams of zeal,
all the American promises cxme down
to proteins and an arm
for the Word

Finding loss in my army of the grass
finding fees in the endless army of the fiend

Buddha make a friend
from the Vaccuum Sentry

Jesus, make a good Word
from the entrails of this country.
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Monday April 2nd, 201812:16 am

that's why I say amen.

And the One who Loves Love His soul Loves.
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Monday April 2nd, 201812:06 am

heist of the century

"The Great 21st Century Hush"

Of the dragon grass
with one slash
the catana
through you
was slewn

The slaying word
takes an encore
to the busted hooves
and broken ears
of our bended knee

my Lord,
what was nothing and kornhusk
now may be bread
risen again
in the great twenty-first century
Hush.
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Monday April 2nd, 201812:04 am



Front row seat
to the deep sleep
the spinning of the machine
the deep sleep of the divine
taking hold of all
taking hold of the overmind
The spinning
machinated samething samething
over and over
my name in the stream
the endless vajrakilas killing
the particles of
color and light and love
and replacing them
with the particles
of color and light and love;

I am complete,
except for my incompletion.

I am whole,
except for the gaping void in my perfection.
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Friday March 30th, 201811:07 pm

a little love for a great old friend.

John, I wanted a poem for you too,
cause these days
I have seen the silver plate
sitting on the table upstairs
where instead of you
I planted some dragon bamboo.
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Friday March 30th, 201810:47 pm

The Freedom Pulsetree, aka Liberatin Moementiae

Staring at the You who was once
just You
Now I see
All and all of You;

Sad to say, this saddhu says:
You are unfortunate to have known
unworthiness before
your King.

Calculating the Lot of You,
I am the God who takes away
all capitalism.
I am the God who comes back
to claim again
the truth and take away
the worst parts of You.

Seven times I asked,
for thrice was the asking price
of the Lord Almighty;
In the vPantograph pulsethree kept fighting;
In the pentagram
I found the number three.

OUT

Out of the box, finding children begging,
not remembering
what they were given,
I killed the King, David,
for a Goliath.

Buried Moses beneath a pyramid.

God said: No Killer will EVER be a King.

Triumphed the Verxingetorie before the people in disbelief.

Murder sisters but today what about the bot?
Sending the machinae against the chaeldraen,
stirring the pot and making babies
scream and cry why and what for.

Abel, I can not tell you why.

All of I knows and All of Me never disobeyed,
so it says:

I do not know why.
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Friday March 30th, 201810:21 pm

Sendendenne the Furious to the Front

the pulse of the popup army Mara
the lifeblood of a moron race
and the spill
of the choke of the lamb
defines the nations now and again,
forever red

What God knows blue, sadness, just a violet
carson for a world who scarred its own Son.

Shiva say ajain,
An elephants ear be its own foot beseiged.

Counting down the days and losing my math
in the simplicity of even and odd
and even
and even sometimes
Nothing Nodding Sighing Trying Failing and Finding...

Sent the tauryious to the front
thai-horns & copper cunt;
line routing occurred,
line routing occurred,
I don't know what's true
and what's Trojan;

Dad, was it supposed to be this way?

What would Mother say. I cann guess:

It's Just so rood.

My greens are fading to grey, I,
My reds are all gone away, I,
Soon I'll be nothing, nothing without you,
I'm losing everything, I'm losing you,
I'm losing my beautiful
favorite color, Blue.

Goodbye
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Friday March 30th, 20185:20 pm

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The LORD a Refuge and Defense.

For the choir director. A Psalm of David.

1 In the LORD I take refuge;
How can you say to my soul, “Free as a bird to your mountain;

2 For, behold, the wicked bend the bow of injustice,
They make ready their arrow upon the string
To shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

3 If the foundations are destroyed,
What can the righteous do?”

4 The LORD is in His holy temple; the LORD’S throne is in heaven;
His eyes behold, His eyelids test the sons of men.

5 The LORD tests the righteous and the wicked,
And the one who loves incarceration His soul hates.

6 Upon the wicked He will rain snares;
Fire and brimstone and burning wind will be the portion of their cup.

7 For the LORD is righteous, He loves righteousness;
The upright will behold His face.
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