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In the beginning God said... "blow on it."

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If you don't know, I am the Eye of Ra; and what that means is that like NBC's Chuck and the Matrix's Neo I have a special gift to read a hidden language that God has laced into our everything; Cypher, and the intersect prime examples.   If you are curious, what that "feels like" is basically words floating around in my head that connect to whatever it is I'm thinking about; something like "assisted why don't you write about this too (and mention that it might be Joseph's slavery or his dream come true)" and floating around right now is "I know kung-fu."  The language has a specific lexicon, words like "AT" and "CK" which mean Earth and Clark Kent receptively, and shines true nearly everywhere--it's almost uncanny.  In the word depicted below, see the original reads "see Adam to help our light" and that all I had to do was add a little K to "help."  Serioslick, you can verify it... Yankee Doodle himself is e-mailing you.

I'm trying to use it to save LIBERTY, which reads ... not ironically as "El, I be our thank you" and both in order to do that, and because of it; I see Heaven in the skies above and on Earth coming ... well, both to us and from us... ish.  To accomplish those aspiration, though, I need your help both rekindling our love for freedom as well as working together to evolutionize democracy and what we think Heaven really means.


The theme, that's "the me" of the day here is to see I' trying desperately to get us to switch from "dick" to "risque humor" intersected with a sort of word play on "sex" and "computers"-- play not included.  To get there, we really need to see how important "DICK" really is to the flourishing of our civilization--and understand both why, how, and what "darkness" really is--it's not "dick" by the way--dick is the solution, not the problem.  If you asked for my two cents, I'd throw you a quarter, a nickel, and a some other common "loose :) change" to help you see that this is really about a humongous, gigantic, "the size matters, understand" signature on the Constitution and on freedom itself that clearly goes on the bi-way between "hoelsome" humor and "how could you possibly not have laughed hysterically" somewhere around Tricky Dick and Deepthroat--see it's funny, but the reason you didn't get it is not funny.  
To be epic-ally and finally clear the reason you didn't get it is because media censorship of mind control technology, of course because Dick, right?

democracy.

 

adamically defined.



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