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Omen's Cure Cancer. Are you an omen?




9/25/2017.  YESTERDAY, after sending the email you see below this text to a number of listserv's related to maladies like Cancer and blindness I spent my last day in Del Ray Beach walking by this building.  To say I was "surprised'" by the OMEN and the missing "A"  doesn't do justice to the feeling of walking through a story book designed to build Heaven that is woven into your life.  I hadn't written much about "HEALING THE SICK" before recently, focusing on the very clear proof that we are living in VIRTUAL REALITY; and suggesting  that with the NEW TESTAMENT as a guidebook we were smart enough to figure out the kinds of things this DISCLOSURE delivers to us.  I've since spent significant time highlighting "ENDING WORLD HUNGER" with the flick of MY LITTLE FINGER in addition to a number of SOCIAL PROBLEMS from HELLISH CENSORSHIP  to a lack of governmental progress (relating to TECHNOCRACY) specifically highlighted by EXODUS and the BURNING BUSH.  I suppose I was wrong not to do this earlier, we all make mistakes.   If it isn't very clear today, the censorship that has prevented this message from reaching the news is an ELE.   If you do not act to remedy that problem today, you are an ELE.

From my the bottom of my heart, don't make a mistake here today; call a reporter, call a statistician; this message and this proof can and will be verified.

THE BASEBALL CURES CANCER, THE EYE IS HOW






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