The $195 Billion Defeat
Jews Jaws One
Shark America Nine
Number of Earthquakes in the Past Seven Days: 204
Note: Expect a Disastrous Earthquake on December 26, 2007
We are killing time today, while Time is killing you; so I will just kick some ideas around, like a bored schoolboy bouncing a ball off a wall.
We see our seven-day earthquake count continues to drop. The last two times (the only two times in this unscientific study) that the number has been in the 120s-130s zone a major quake has taken place; and following the quake the seven-day number rapidly rose to over 200, not just as local aftershocks but around the world, and then the count began to drop again.
We shall see what we shall see when the count gets down to 120s-130s again. Of course, people who read this work with any regularity know I believe this Earth is a living being, and I am beginning to see this pattern as reoccurring death spasms.
Of course I am probably reinventing a wheel of earthquake study here, but I have documented more major quakes in advance than all the university professors with all their measuring gadgets combined; so it is possible I might stumble onto something the smart people have overlooked.
Perhaps that is why scientists don't like me; they have me defined as being stupid, simple and crazy, and they don't want my superior work to disrupt that comfy-cozy idea; but still...but still...but still, time and time again I call those big earthquakes before they take place. Eight Ball, Side Pocket. Ten coincidences? I think not.
Killing time, while Time is killing you.
It seems to me one of the reasons the Americans so love to torture me, I mean other than the fact that I am audibly telepathic and therefore an easy target for cowardly people, is because I express a closeness and kinship with God.
Well, Hell, that's the same reason people of the same mentality crucified Jesus, Isn't it? Good company. I mean mine with Jesus, not mine with Americans.
Things change; things remain the same. Had Jesus been reborn a hundred times He would have been crucified a hundred times. Trying to introduce aspects of God to people who think they already know all there is to know about God is difficult and dangerous work.
Killing time while Time is killing you.
It is remarkable to me, too, how just about everyone looks down on me; but perhaps that is my protective coloration at work, contempt being safer than jealously; smirks on lips being safer than fear in eyes.
Better they not know, perhaps, that children in their first year of school at this time will, if they do not die of war, rape, murder, plague, pollution or high school auto crashes before then, will see the extinction of the human species while in their early forties.
Perhaps ignorance about me and about the future is a choice the Americans have fearfully and consciously made; perhaps their torture of me is like an angry sleeper throwing a shoe at an pesky alarm clock. Don't wake us, we would rather die in our sleep; we would rather wake up in Hell than admit to the sin of torturing you.
Killing time while Time is killing you.
As far as I know, there is absolutely no interest on the part of scientists in my being the only audible mental telepathy in the history of the human race, even though my telepathy is a product of subatomic physics, or in my documenting in advance future events time and time again.
Perhaps they just close their minds to all of that, write it off as this and that or keep the evidence from reaching them. Hiding from my Truth is part of their thought process, I suppose, needed for rationalizing their fascism toward me.
The day will likely never come when universities teach Virgilian Concepts of Planetary Death Dynamics, because even when college professors know I am right and this Earth is dying, they will still cherish the fascism and sense of superiority they hold over me.
Likely fancy TV snake oil preachers who fart through silk, and the Hitler-Jugend Pope covered with silken vestments, will never look to Virgilian Understanding of God, even after they come to know their souls are lost for participating in the torture-enslavement of God's One True Telepath.
Frankly, I think the clerics and the scientists are so jealous that they hide from the knowledge of what I am.
Killing time while Time is killing you.
Kinship with God; what a shocking thing for me to express in a world where millions upon millions of people express the same thing. Perhaps I express it better and truer; perhaps that's why Christian ministers and priests slowly torture me to death.
So I thought today, while I am killing time while Time is killing you, I would put down a challenge to all you Americans who, whether you believe in God or not, think you know more about God than I.
I thought I would focus on the Telepath-murdering Christians.
You Christians, you should shit-can Revelations. Revelations is in no way a true book of the New Testament, and it only confuses you and causes you to chose the words "John the Divine" over those of Jesus the Real Thing.
Now, my use the quaint colloquialism "shit-can" may reveal to you that I do not give a damn about what you Christians think of me. You agree among yourselves that I should be tortured to death; therefore by definition you are not Christians. It's in the Bible.
Christians are fond of saying only Christians will attain Salvation. One Baptist told me that if a person has even just heard of the historical person, Jesus, and does not convert, that person is damned.
This is what happens when you cast Jesus' expanding words in iron; and while it is a long hop, skip and jump, that leads me to my next point, a point more true than that nonsensical idea that God only saves Christians.
My point is, any Christian minister or priest who knows of my existence and America's torture-enslavement of me is dead and damned in the eyes of God; this means the Baptist ministers in your town and the Pope in Rome; and this even means that silly preacher, Billy Graham, and his sillier imitator, his look-alike son.
That does not mean they have to recognize me as being anything of value, only as a telepathic human being. It is their bearing false witness about the existence of my telepathy that constitutes murder.
False witness; murder; Duh.
Let me put it this way, if Silly Billy Graham dies in his state of sin relative to me, Silly Billy Graham will go to Hell according to his own preachings, no matter how many millions of dumb-duck Christians think God will prepare the fatted calf for him.
What is it about Thou Shalt Not Bear False Witness that Billy Graham does not understand?
I met Billy Graham once. He came to Japan on a now totally forgotten "Crusade", and I was looking forward to meeting him.
I had been a Christian since the womb; and while you may not be open to this truth, I was a Christian before I entered my mother's womb, long before, long long before, but that brings us back to the Art of Christian Reincarnation in the Service of God, a concept which causes steam to come out of the ears of Protestant ministers and Roman Catholic priests alike.
But back to my meeting with Silly Billy Graham, and how it led me to consider him to be a silly man.
I was just back from Vietnam where I had covered combat as a whore correspondent for United Press International, where God had lifted me up and taught me how to walk on the water of my fear; so I was a pretty crusty Christian when I met Silly Billy, you understand.
I had stood up in the fire and known God would not let the fire burn me. Do you understand? That was perfect faith.
Heavy shit, Dear Reader, heavy shit.
So, crusty Christian that I was, I was assigned by UPI to cover Silly Billy's visit to Japan.
As I took a taxi to our meeting I was looking forward to what this most famous American Christian would have to say about God; but you can perhaps imagine my shock and dismay when he looked me in the eye and said, "Trust Richard NIxon".
This was the same Richard Nixon who would later attempt to have me murdered. This was the same Richard Nixon who was the prototype president of the Republican American Fascism that is sodomizing America at this very moment you are reading these words. This was the same Richard Nixon who is in Hell today.
Billy Graham, the poor misguided soul, had stopped serving Jesus Christ and begun serving Republican American Fascism.
So, Silly Billy Graham, if he dies without repenting, has lost his soul for bearing false witness against Virgil Kret, God's One True Telepath.
Silly Billy gained the ears of presidents, but lost the heart of God.
Killing time while Time is killing you.
Shark America Nine
Number of Earthquakes in the Past Seven Days: 204
Note: Expect a Disastrous Earthquake on December 26, 2007
We are killing time today, while Time is killing you; so I will just kick some ideas around, like a bored schoolboy bouncing a ball off a wall.
We see our seven-day earthquake count continues to drop. The last two times (the only two times in this unscientific study) that the number has been in the 120s-130s zone a major quake has taken place; and following the quake the seven-day number rapidly rose to over 200, not just as local aftershocks but around the world, and then the count began to drop again.
We shall see what we shall see when the count gets down to 120s-130s again. Of course, people who read this work with any regularity know I believe this Earth is a living being, and I am beginning to see this pattern as reoccurring death spasms.
Of course I am probably reinventing a wheel of earthquake study here, but I have documented more major quakes in advance than all the university professors with all their measuring gadgets combined; so it is possible I might stumble onto something the smart people have overlooked.
Perhaps that is why scientists don't like me; they have me defined as being stupid, simple and crazy, and they don't want my superior work to disrupt that comfy-cozy idea; but still...but still...but still, time and time again I call those big earthquakes before they take place. Eight Ball, Side Pocket. Ten coincidences? I think not.
Killing time, while Time is killing you.
It seems to me one of the reasons the Americans so love to torture me, I mean other than the fact that I am audibly telepathic and therefore an easy target for cowardly people, is because I express a closeness and kinship with God.
Well, Hell, that's the same reason people of the same mentality crucified Jesus, Isn't it? Good company. I mean mine with Jesus, not mine with Americans.
Things change; things remain the same. Had Jesus been reborn a hundred times He would have been crucified a hundred times. Trying to introduce aspects of God to people who think they already know all there is to know about God is difficult and dangerous work.
Killing time while Time is killing you.
It is remarkable to me, too, how just about everyone looks down on me; but perhaps that is my protective coloration at work, contempt being safer than jealously; smirks on lips being safer than fear in eyes.
Better they not know, perhaps, that children in their first year of school at this time will, if they do not die of war, rape, murder, plague, pollution or high school auto crashes before then, will see the extinction of the human species while in their early forties.
Perhaps ignorance about me and about the future is a choice the Americans have fearfully and consciously made; perhaps their torture of me is like an angry sleeper throwing a shoe at an pesky alarm clock. Don't wake us, we would rather die in our sleep; we would rather wake up in Hell than admit to the sin of torturing you.
Killing time while Time is killing you.
As far as I know, there is absolutely no interest on the part of scientists in my being the only audible mental telepathy in the history of the human race, even though my telepathy is a product of subatomic physics, or in my documenting in advance future events time and time again.
Perhaps they just close their minds to all of that, write it off as this and that or keep the evidence from reaching them. Hiding from my Truth is part of their thought process, I suppose, needed for rationalizing their fascism toward me.
The day will likely never come when universities teach Virgilian Concepts of Planetary Death Dynamics, because even when college professors know I am right and this Earth is dying, they will still cherish the fascism and sense of superiority they hold over me.
Likely fancy TV snake oil preachers who fart through silk, and the Hitler-Jugend Pope covered with silken vestments, will never look to Virgilian Understanding of God, even after they come to know their souls are lost for participating in the torture-enslavement of God's One True Telepath.
Frankly, I think the clerics and the scientists are so jealous that they hide from the knowledge of what I am.
Killing time while Time is killing you.
Kinship with God; what a shocking thing for me to express in a world where millions upon millions of people express the same thing. Perhaps I express it better and truer; perhaps that's why Christian ministers and priests slowly torture me to death.
So I thought today, while I am killing time while Time is killing you, I would put down a challenge to all you Americans who, whether you believe in God or not, think you know more about God than I.
I thought I would focus on the Telepath-murdering Christians.
You Christians, you should shit-can Revelations. Revelations is in no way a true book of the New Testament, and it only confuses you and causes you to chose the words "John the Divine" over those of Jesus the Real Thing.
Now, my use the quaint colloquialism "shit-can" may reveal to you that I do not give a damn about what you Christians think of me. You agree among yourselves that I should be tortured to death; therefore by definition you are not Christians. It's in the Bible.
Christians are fond of saying only Christians will attain Salvation. One Baptist told me that if a person has even just heard of the historical person, Jesus, and does not convert, that person is damned.
This is what happens when you cast Jesus' expanding words in iron; and while it is a long hop, skip and jump, that leads me to my next point, a point more true than that nonsensical idea that God only saves Christians.
My point is, any Christian minister or priest who knows of my existence and America's torture-enslavement of me is dead and damned in the eyes of God; this means the Baptist ministers in your town and the Pope in Rome; and this even means that silly preacher, Billy Graham, and his sillier imitator, his look-alike son.
That does not mean they have to recognize me as being anything of value, only as a telepathic human being. It is their bearing false witness about the existence of my telepathy that constitutes murder.
False witness; murder; Duh.
Let me put it this way, if Silly Billy Graham dies in his state of sin relative to me, Silly Billy Graham will go to Hell according to his own preachings, no matter how many millions of dumb-duck Christians think God will prepare the fatted calf for him.
What is it about Thou Shalt Not Bear False Witness that Billy Graham does not understand?
I met Billy Graham once. He came to Japan on a now totally forgotten "Crusade", and I was looking forward to meeting him.
I had been a Christian since the womb; and while you may not be open to this truth, I was a Christian before I entered my mother's womb, long before, long long before, but that brings us back to the Art of Christian Reincarnation in the Service of God, a concept which causes steam to come out of the ears of Protestant ministers and Roman Catholic priests alike.
But back to my meeting with Silly Billy Graham, and how it led me to consider him to be a silly man.
I was just back from Vietnam where I had covered combat as a whore correspondent for United Press International, where God had lifted me up and taught me how to walk on the water of my fear; so I was a pretty crusty Christian when I met Silly Billy, you understand.
I had stood up in the fire and known God would not let the fire burn me. Do you understand? That was perfect faith.
Heavy shit, Dear Reader, heavy shit.
So, crusty Christian that I was, I was assigned by UPI to cover Silly Billy's visit to Japan.
As I took a taxi to our meeting I was looking forward to what this most famous American Christian would have to say about God; but you can perhaps imagine my shock and dismay when he looked me in the eye and said, "Trust Richard NIxon".
This was the same Richard Nixon who would later attempt to have me murdered. This was the same Richard Nixon who was the prototype president of the Republican American Fascism that is sodomizing America at this very moment you are reading these words. This was the same Richard Nixon who is in Hell today.
Billy Graham, the poor misguided soul, had stopped serving Jesus Christ and begun serving Republican American Fascism.
So, Silly Billy Graham, if he dies without repenting, has lost his soul for bearing false witness against Virgil Kret, God's One True Telepath.
Silly Billy gained the ears of presidents, but lost the heart of God.
Killing time while Time is killing you.
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