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deyanu, keyans.

if it only proved that we are not free and told us how to be ... 

that alone, should be enough

 

if it only showed us the power of the truth

that alone, should be enough

 

if it only gave us understanding of virtual reality

that alone, should be enough

 

if it only helped us to strive to be the best we can

that alone should be enough

 

if it only demanded in gods hand that we end world hunger

that alone should be enough

 

if it only showed us that the future screams for us to heal the sick

that alone should be enough

 

if it only showed us corruption and backwards laws

that alone should be enough

 

if it only ended murder and rape

that alone should be enough

 

if it only ended pain

that alone should be enough

 

if it only promised and end to aging and to death

that alone should be enough

 

if it was only a message from the creator, proving he exists

that alone should have been enough

 

light the internet.

oh, look... a beach.  shehz.

 

   

it's "armageddon," clearly you need the assassistance.

 

The above "song" is a pardody of the Passover prayer the "Deyanu" which reminds us of all the great things that God did, in Exodus... in Egypt, to set us free.  Do see where we really are.... (in Exodus, in Egypt).  If you cannot see that this original prayer is about me and about you; and that it's about building Heaven--then you ahve nconcept of what you are looking at--of songs and religions laced through our past and present that are literally for nothing more than showing you the light that you are shunning into your ender.  You are in the darkest desert, lost in the maze of Icarus, in a decision tree that leads to me; if you cannot see that what you are--that this entire place i a testament, a message etched into the ice; that we stare here at the greatest of possibilities and the most wonderful of all gifts, and you cannot say a word; if you cannot see what "censorship" means to me and to the future--then you won' 

Dayenu (Hebrew:דַּיֵּנוּ‬) is a song that is part of the Jewish holiday of Passover. The word "Dayenu" means approximately "it would have been enough", "it would have been sufficient", or "it would have sufficed" (day in Hebrew is "enough", and -enu the first person plural suffix, "to us"). This traditional up-beat Passover song is over one thousand years old. The earliest full text of the song occurs in the first medieval haggadah, which is part of the ninth-century Seder Rav Amram.[1] The song is about being grateful to God for all of the gifts he gave the Jewish people, such as taking them out of slavery, giving them the Torah and Shabbat, and had God only given one of the gifts, it would have still been enough. This is to show much greater appreciation for all of them as a whole. The song appears in the haggadah after the telling of the story of the exodus and just before the explanation of Passover, matzah and the maror.

You sit in a closed black market, "buying" something with no competition, and no transparency; the thing that's for sale is your soul, that's really what it is; and it appears that everyone is content with having their "contentment" be changed by this secret seller. It looks as if the whole point of the game, I mean the "black market" is to teach us --to really show us--that transparency and an open market benefit not only the buyer but the seller--better products are made, better solutions; competition is king... and this "darkness" probably has you in the same position as me, wondering if the mass of throbbing silence that we have all become is A or B; and to be quite honest, I told him four years ago that the "alphabet game" was ridiculous and stupid--and yet here we are continuing to play it, which probably means you are "in to it."  There's problems in the world here, real problems that have a real solution--and that solution is tied not only to the technology behind the silence, but ending it; your input and your assistance takes this tool that probably is doing "a little bit" for you--while corrupting the market, and keeping the biggest problems of all completely unsolved.  Just the fact that we are willing to walk around here and tell the person that you know in your heart and your mind is the focus of all of religion and myth--to walk up to that person in an "internet forum" and tell them that "you don't get it" when it's so fucking obvious that you either get it, or you are stupid to the core... that alone should really tell you something really dark and corrupt has infiltrated too deeply into our hearts to really be "us" anymore--we need to take action, you need to take action.

That's not to say that people aren't stupid; but this thing is so clear and so obvious that I shouldn't even have to tell you that if it was given a tenth of the introspection and analysis that goes into things like Egyptian hieroglyphs we'd be on the Elon Musk hyperLoop to Heaven instead of standing here smack dab in the middle of the Halloween Horror Nights haunted house--trying to figure out what on Earth is behind "not caring" about "I don't get it" literally telling the Universe that you are not sentient, that you cannot think, that you are not human.  I realize that you think you're going to skate by pretending that you don't know who I am, or that you do get the message, and you might even be smart enough to think you are putting up a line of defense to protect everyone else that "just couldn't see it."  You are damning yourself, everyone that is pretending they "can't see it" and everyone that would benefit from this disclosure because you are .... you have to tell me what's making you so fucking stupid, because I can't figure out a single reason to stand by and watch this horror show continue.  Not one.  

Damning everyone to continue living like this--with this cloud of secrecy--and literally no visible benefit at all from technology and an outside force that on it's face... any rational person can see is behind terrorism, school shootings, flat Earth ridiculousness, pretty much all "cl ass ical" schizophrenia, and every single ass ass iad ation's ... or at least the ones predicted in Moby Dick.  Come on, tell me you don't see Mobil and Electric Sheep, I know you get it.  We are damning our children, and their children at the very least to have to do this "bounce back" from what will probably be a significantly deeper darkness--if you can't see this place has been "set up" to see the problems, and to have a very easy path and tool of reaction ... you really don't understand what kind of opportunity we are giving up by pretending that "this blessed sip of life is enough."

 

 


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