Let's All Bake a Loaf of Bread Tonight!

Tonight, let us all bake a loaf of bread
The earth would be so happy!
Because we all would be doing something by ourselves
working together to feed our bodies
Then we can each sit down and learn to appreciate...
---the flour, grown from stalks of wheat
---the sugar, grown from stalks of kö
---the water, gotten from earth
The water
The water that grew the flour
The water that grew the kö
The water that sustains you,
flows through your body, that keeps all of us alive
Then we can think of, and see, where this wheat was grown
where the sugar cane was planted,
how long these plants have sustained us
and kept us growing strong
Then maybe we can focus on the environments of those countries, and feel what they feel
When you feel a pain, as you see
as you appreciate me
         life says
you will feel our pain
Our countries die in vain
so that you may live in vain
Disease comes from the injustice of knowing that your food comes a place that suffers
and so too shall people suffer
but look at Bush?
is he okay if you do not believe?

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Radiation & the Ocean, Pasiphika

In an ocean, a great tribe of Africa remains----spake, and said to me this:

Thus is the rain from Afrika, reign to you now, it is Pacific, yet in our culture before we

all had rain.  The Light.  HE, you say to me.  Call HIM to your ears your spirits, fearful, speak here:

KANE

He was a great tribesman, we see: a light of god before true became the world, before true became the

sound for all of our ears to hear as we delved into the land, twice the ocean to see:

Thus, he spake then: Bleak, to you, but the utteral sound of a goat, kao to you again, but to us, Bleat

Cow.  Two sounds mean no same one thought for us all no longer, you, say HE to me BACK.

It argues, but not with nor of logic, LOGOS was a means to determine who it was OF US, who spake.

PATHOS was a Cretean Ship.  ETHOS was a light. 

        Or was it? Is what we whom live see when we divine, at times the muddled controversy lacks a clarity of thought. What you should call ascension, is just a blending of minds: God no more, light corrupted, by the passage of man's will again, against the NILE to take forth food from the grounds of the Earth where no one will pay the Earth WHAT WILL REMAIN?

What about sunrise? What about rain? ----download EARTHsong by Michael Jackson and terrify your soul as the sound of HIS voice ricochets against the DAWN again, MAN!  The trees felled, the fires burning, and the EARTH YOU SAY SPINS, SPINS OUT OF CONTROL.

They are amongst us, to free the slaves from America----to give them a home in the light, and to seek their soul in purity once more.

Michael Jackson, in persona, came to me in the middle of the song, a light within the might of the song of your souls America.  Like we two, my father and I, caught between a world of black and white and MAGIC, the sound daddy makes in America to see. SHAME

His face, painted in the video
Crying out to HIS father
saying ---LOOK at me
                I am white now
                THEY make me believe
                "What about us?"
He sings as he sings, feeling his soul, speaking tongues of worship amongst unbelief
Dancing, as HE does
SINGING, as THEY do
Praying, as he cries to the audience, viewers----those who see?

Do you see prophecy?
He gave his life to Jehova
And became a prophet amongst movies
repeat the film, now----isn't it?
It's what you said Jehova believes
Is it true for the greatest souls of the earth?
Those who saved the damned?
Those who would plant, fields
Raise, Praise and Proclaim amongst man
Man of the Earth
Why do you forget me, your brother?

THE Great Pacific Ocean is in Danger

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Pain and grief within the soul: The mind & thought

Today each hour, another acre burns, across the field the light awaits as the animals whisper, "is this the way home?" Another voice behind him speaks, "the way to hell?" Because that's what he believed the fire was from and for.  A lot of truths have been uncovered by our souls, in our bellies lie the vehement hate for the leaders of the now: the two-timing, three-wheeling, double-dealing treasury that made the Republic in the middle of World War II, in fear of retaliation of the divined mind.  Those of then, too, who knew what the world was up to: Stealing, Cheating, and Lying----all in the name of Consumerism to you, or Capitalism to their fate, or destiny.

We hear, here, charges of the Universe explode already.  Too many minds are "out there" believing and listening, without a sound chord to hear and vaporize millions of tons of energy, all in the name of a fruitless enterprise that will drive out our populations and disease millions more. Hot Air Energy: The Next Big Lift in the quarter of research called NASA.  "Freeze!" or they will vaporize you, or laser beam you. Or intangibly mix up your radio signals, or freeze you out of online activities to see nothing of the world THEY look at.  Just like the mystics of old.  "NO!" You cannot see HIM! You will DIE! He's Mine! 

Endless beatitudes to stimulate the growth of mental algae to incorporate a wisdom from the Other Side to keep you the living body with nothing.  The Earth has lost control.  No two souls see each other as true.  That means this has messed with your freedom, and doom and prophecy run through NASA [he he] like wheat germs. 

We are alone, people. We need to free our realization that just because they are called presidents, or generals or congressman or FBI, that they are no leader to the maximum life need upon the earth.  They are in charge, but no longer in control.  That leaves us to lead the earth, the charge and the weapons of our stone age ancestors.  Build.  Build Control, and leave that weapon they call Soul behind.  Do not think for these sequential dimensional iars, keep your own soul.  Leave them to the light. No longer carry the weapon they need, your power: positive support in their life and time.  Leave them nothing. Let them suffer. They no longer harbor the safety of the earth. All is nill, all is void. There are great dangers; prepare!

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Deny the fame, denounce the title

In anarchistic creation, there are two vibratos of confluence. I am or They are. In the absence of two you are both. Deny both I am and They are and YOU exist. Am elludes the past and alludes to no future as well as are ellicits will be and have become.  Notice how two modals are created by plurality? Synonomy in tongue is a variation, and sycnchronocity becomes a myth when evaluating the past and present in CONSISTENCY.

12 times a week is too much too ask a question a bit out of commune...

"so is it going to be alright?"

When you hear the thought of another's God hearing you harass an individual, he's asking you for me, for permission to speak...as you all are taught to ask, then justify the pain you cause. If you ask me, I'd answer, but I think God is still angry with your worship of the Constitition.
We have permission from all your leaders's parents, friends and distant relatives to work. Jospeh Smith too, who's body and life was unauthoritarily used to falsify the worship of Hebrewdom in jr league

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The more done, tryless

Tryless is an ability of the wise, who cannot see, but believe that they too have a right to God. To me, who knows all and sees all because I live through unseen worlds of manipulation and social control, it is God, personate who does this to you. I tried. Not one on the other side can dissuade this.

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Storage, G O L D

oldeSoundingegaorats garage, no pony here to be. Old island lost unto fate driven destiny heaven, given island land o light from previously.

find your buck, press your luck, you will be given each a seed.

...that will only work if you pray.

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EPOCH: MAN MADE LIGHT HAS DOOMED

      he bent down
      drained the fire from his gas flame
                                             and ignited the mangnetosphere
                                                         and lept out
                  the flame of life
                                  from the eye of the fire.

 swoosh!
            Down came the sword of thunder 

                              attempting to kill the flame
                                                                              
God appears
       Let Them Die!
                      
Creator-of-all-days answered
     Beg Not
                                                       ƺƥɑєѱλ 
                                                              God the fire leaps!

           beg not? God!      the fire lept
                                                      answers us is the clouds
                               who knows what man researcher made in the sky
                                                          we now cannot change

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Emmissary, summa laureate

Alvina my name the mind in my game is a light for the life to see for the wife of the life of the Eternity to be. 

Come 
let us see 
what has life got to be
to enjoy life in this light
of X trovert inordinate 
binary cede 
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Acoustic Research @ NASA

5 YEARS!!!! That's how long the military has been involved in actively pursuing my ability. Since I lived in Riverside, right outside of Langley AFB. They're using helicopters, telemetric analyses, spectronomic helios, RADAR, even Satellites---2---of them to capture the thought of my 3decible aura. Someone who can hear below audible and be caught transmissioning on free waves recycled by third party transmissions, to change the eddies into non-audible thought. I am tired, and they are scared, scared internally of the sacred, and visually of the sight of the only temples Alvina has entered that were sacred to her in 1,000 years. The American military makes sacrifices, but none were flesh of bone of life to Four Living God that tell me wtf is going on. Sacrifices are for God and I am tired of the military using technology against me. Those military men & woman are not making a sacrifice, they are torturing me...For Four Four-Star-General General General Cowards. #6 in Command *General Schwartz. One Senior above him until the next Obama regime. Until then two "extra" make-pretend Generals paid faces. Deployed Support Our Arms Reinquisition
Decoyed Arms Inquisition
Employed Arms Support Reintegration
Past Life Light Recognition

Some sort of operation tied to RIMPAC tied to the Pacific & Hilo, HI.

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