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THE DAY THE MATRIX STOOD STILL. I MEAN STOPPED GLITCHING.... AND NOVEMBER RAIN, THE OLD MAN, HE'S AWAKE...



So my "theme" went through a change a few days ago now, and my default "come on guys" you have to see that this must be done, that it's going to make the world a better, happier, healthier place... and that literally "religion" is here to help us do it properly, quickly, and without the kind of pandemonium or confusion that might have happened if this wasn't actually the purpose of everything.  I mean "everything" in things like my connection between Loch Ness (remember that's "now Earth safely saved") and Monster.com and even Facebook's "Jupiter" (which is an API if we still used that term to make job applications faster)  that I've mentioned at least a few times so far.   The change was from asking "what will the optometrists do" which I thought was a cute way to explain how obvious it is that even without this "revelation" our society is on the verge of medical and technological advances that will revolutionize more than just our workforce, but that's a big deal here--making sure that doesn't make us too bored, I know how we are.    It's not just the factory workers that are going to need to worry about what they'll do on their 200th birthday when most people "change their line of work" you know, as a kind of new "social norm" in the age of Mr. Nobody.   The change came not really from the sign that fell down as a literal act of God after Huracan Irmax changing the "WOMEN'S CANCER CARE" center to "OMEN'S CANCER C RE" not even a few days after I mentioned that Word Perfect (now I'm dated...) style find and replace could be used in "virtual reality" like the Matrix to literally cure cancer across the entire planet in a split second, with the snap of our fingers.



Of import is noticing that the name "OPTOMOTRIST" links to our message board lingo that connects the "OP" of Oppenheimer and various other names connected to this story to "ORIGINAL POSTER" as a kind of euphemism for the guy that says "do not be afraid I am the first" in the Bible.  Yesterday I pointed that out, and also that the word "ME" like many other religious references to Adam Marshall Dobrin from "home"  to "time" expands from a single person through the action of this event, and other related guides  of nomenclature like "ELOHIM"  connecting the supreme Hebrew deity "El" (that we've seen is also "Ha"--honestly read that one, it's good) to the Spanish for "him" that might lead us to "follow me already, will you" on Twitter, where I point out why the pronounciation "hey Zeus" in my name @YITSHEYZEUS.   Other names too, like "Mary and Eve"  (RY1-D2?) connect to this pattern and story about expanding metaphors or microcosms from things like the initial family of Eden to the multitude of Revelation, c "sea to shining sea... " as well as the double meaning of "Adam" and even the "us" of Asmodeus, Prome theus, Zeus and Uranus... a we so me, right?  Butt anyway, "and ye shall all shart listening to me?"



Back to the point "OPTOME" ins't just OP to ME but through this message that solves the missing "M" of our "essianic Constitution" and connects it to a son of Noah that is actually the Planet Adamah... whoah, I mean Earth, called "Ham" as in "ha message" the Holy superlative certainly not misused here or in Green Eggs and Adjustment Bureau.... here it helps us see how it's not just these few amazing examples like Newton and Christ that are part of this disclosure but lit er all y every single word as the light of the son changes from "SEE OUR LIGHT" in SOL and Statue of Liberty and Sons of Liberty... and "MEN OR AH" to the COL of we're now on "understand our light" as in "oncologists" and the link between Locke and Loch.  The point of course is we become the "angels of Heaven" because of our participation in actually build "it" in this place where Heaven comes from here, by design, Zion, and planet.



There's plenty of "HOLY LIGHT" not just these two words but also the stories of "stone to bread" and "let them eat cake instead" and flowing milk and honey and Last Supper's all about exactly how and why we might use Roddenberry's Replicators to see how Star Trek and Star Gate juxtapose to help us understand that there's quite a bit of work to be done on this road to Heaven that we are just about into the fast lane "of." 

OR EGGPLANT, AND WHY.  (Honestly, it's because you won't tell me what you want for breakfast.)




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