The $423 Billion Defeat
Jews Jaws Two
Shark America Eight
Number of Earthquakes in the Past Seven Days: 159
Note: Expect a Disastrous Earthquake on December 26, 2007
Looking for the Peru-Chile God Event
Today: Tactics of the Smallville Battle: Warn Again About the LA A-Bombs
Today's Code is "Our God is marching on"
I am searching the horizon of Time today, looking for those A-bombs I am expecting to splatter Los Angeles.
Since I am currently at Ground Zero and a large percentage of my small extended family is also at Ground Zero, this is a matter of some importance to me.
At this time, I am sorry to say, there is no stopping those bombs. The target is just too fat and too easy.
So, I am looking for a miracle today; and since miracles are common in my life, this is not just wishful thinking.
It has been some time since I have recounted miracles that have been given me to help me along in this Labor of Love I carry on for my Old Pal God; and since I am waiting for a miracle I thought I might tell you about one miracle in my life that made a great difference in how I have pursued my work since God gave me the gift of audible mental telepathy.
I call this story "The Miracle of the Dollar Bill". If you are one of those people who have been reading this work for years you may know this story already. If so, bear with me; I am an old man and I like to tell old stories.
When I was living in Japan during the late Sixties and building a reasonably good journalistic career there, God began to ask me to return to the United States of America.
God has already told me in 1963 that God wanted me to write The Obituary of the World, and this later conversation in 1969 was a continuation of that conversation.
In effect God was telling me the United States of America was the best place to pursue the work God had commissioned me to do.
As usual, I balked at this request by God, saying I was happy in Japan and America had always treated me like crap; so God, kind and understanding and patient as God is, took the time to coax me to return to the Belly of the Beast.
I hear a lot of TV snake oil preachers who say God tells them this, God tells them that, God wants the viewers to send money to their ministry; and the messages of God they describe are never at all similar in tone and style to the messages I receive from God.
When it gets down to it, I guess God talks to everyone in the language they best understand.
In my case, back in '69, God spoke to me in poetry, and in poetry God asked me a series of questions, like, "Would you be an arrow if I promised you a bow?"; and at one point God said, "I'll buy you a bowl of rice if you are hungry",
About that time things were getting dangerous for me in Japan because US Naval "Intelligence" had not only erroneously decided I was a violent revolutionary but had decided to execute me for being that--it made no difference that I was not that, the fascist power of secret judgement and secret punishment was theirs.
So, God having asked me to return to the USA and the US Navy having already taken one stab at murdering me, I said, "What the heck, back into the Belly of the Beat I go".
Fast forward a couple years, after the FBI had adopted the policy of the US Navy, that being the persecution of Virgil Kret for crimes imagined in their minds that had never taken place; the degree of harassment had been reached where it seemed very possible the government pigs would murder me in my home in Laguna Beach, California, and perhaps murder my wife; so I decided if I was going to deal with this threat I had best do it away from my home, so I "went on the road".
As it turned out it was not murder the government pigs had in mind, it was mind rape, and my being on the road brought that policy out of the closet and into the open; but that's another story, today I am telling you the story of The Miracle of the Dollar Bill.
In the course of the government pigs mind-raping me with such glee I found myself on a street called Arroyo, and I was cold and I was hungry and it was just before dark.
So I said to my Old Pal God:
"I have to know if I am being crazy or not; I have to know if I am talking to You or if I am imagining I am talking to You.
"You asked me if I would be an arrow if You promised me a bow, and You said You would buy me a bowl of rice if I was hungry.
"Let's call this Arroyo Street 'Arrow Street', and yes I will be that arrow; please buy me a bowl of rice.
Standing there on that street in the growing darkness I felt a tall figure standing close beside me on my left; I mean a figure possibly eight feet tall; and that figure placed His right hand on my right shoulder, and I could feel the weight of it, and with His left hand that invisible being, that invisible but strongly present being, pointed to a spot perhaps three feet off the ground and perhaps five yards away.
As I watched, out of thin air came a dollar bill as if it were passing through the rollers of a money changing machine.
It fell to the ground.
I picked it up and went to the nearest restaurant, a little Chinese place, and got fried rice, soup and tea for a few pennies less that a dollar.
That's the story of The Miracle of the Dollar Bill.
There is, of course, a moral to this story. When you see George W. Bush, damned man walking, damned for child murder, damned for destroying the world, lying through his teeth and farting through silk, remember that although Satan often pays better than God, God has a better retirement plan.
Contact Virgil Kret at Icnews360@aol.com
Virgil Kret
Legal Defense, Survival & Presidential Campaign Fund
P.O. Box 43
Morro Bay, CA 93443
USA
Cell: (530) 276-4923
George W. Bush will destroy the world.
George W. Bush will destroy the world.
His cry of misery will be heard around the world; then the chorus will sing "Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!"
George W. Bush is a perfect storm of stupidity, dishonesty and vanity.
George W. Bush will destroy the world.
"In my strategy, the training for killing enemies is by way of many contests, fighting for survival, discovering the meaning of life and death, learning the Way of the sword, judging the strength of attacks and understanding the Way of the 'edge and ridge' of the sword." Miyamoto Musashi, 17th Century.
George W. Bush will destroy the world.
The world is George W. Bush's Iraq. The world is George W. Bush's New Orleans. The world cannot bear the fascist, insane stupidity of George W. Bush.
George W. Bush will destroy the world.
The most important news story in the world today, and the most important political stance in America today is this:
George W. Bush will destroy the world.
George W. Bush will destroy the world.
George W. Bush will destroy the world.
This is how America became pregnant with her fascist baby, by falling asleep after the initial rape in 2000 and telling herself the rape had not taken place; and that gave license to the rapist to rape her again and again and again until she was raped silly, barefoot in a world of broken glass, and pregnant with Six-Six-Six.
As my Old Pal God said some 13 months before the 9/11 attack:
"George W. Bush will destroy the world."
The way things are progressing in Republican American Fascist propaganda punditry, soon John D. Rockefeller will have been a left winger, and Ronald Reagan will have been a god; and anyone who doesn't bow to the stupidity and fascism of George W. Bush will be a traitor.
Shark America Eight
Number of Earthquakes in the Past Seven Days: 159
Note: Expect a Disastrous Earthquake on December 26, 2007
Looking for the Peru-Chile God Event
Today: Tactics of the Smallville Battle: Warn Again About the LA A-Bombs
Today's Code is "Our God is marching on"
I am searching the horizon of Time today, looking for those A-bombs I am expecting to splatter Los Angeles.
Since I am currently at Ground Zero and a large percentage of my small extended family is also at Ground Zero, this is a matter of some importance to me.
At this time, I am sorry to say, there is no stopping those bombs. The target is just too fat and too easy.
So, I am looking for a miracle today; and since miracles are common in my life, this is not just wishful thinking.
It has been some time since I have recounted miracles that have been given me to help me along in this Labor of Love I carry on for my Old Pal God; and since I am waiting for a miracle I thought I might tell you about one miracle in my life that made a great difference in how I have pursued my work since God gave me the gift of audible mental telepathy.
I call this story "The Miracle of the Dollar Bill". If you are one of those people who have been reading this work for years you may know this story already. If so, bear with me; I am an old man and I like to tell old stories.
When I was living in Japan during the late Sixties and building a reasonably good journalistic career there, God began to ask me to return to the United States of America.
God has already told me in 1963 that God wanted me to write The Obituary of the World, and this later conversation in 1969 was a continuation of that conversation.
In effect God was telling me the United States of America was the best place to pursue the work God had commissioned me to do.
As usual, I balked at this request by God, saying I was happy in Japan and America had always treated me like crap; so God, kind and understanding and patient as God is, took the time to coax me to return to the Belly of the Beast.
I hear a lot of TV snake oil preachers who say God tells them this, God tells them that, God wants the viewers to send money to their ministry; and the messages of God they describe are never at all similar in tone and style to the messages I receive from God.
When it gets down to it, I guess God talks to everyone in the language they best understand.
In my case, back in '69, God spoke to me in poetry, and in poetry God asked me a series of questions, like, "Would you be an arrow if I promised you a bow?"; and at one point God said, "I'll buy you a bowl of rice if you are hungry",
About that time things were getting dangerous for me in Japan because US Naval "Intelligence" had not only erroneously decided I was a violent revolutionary but had decided to execute me for being that--it made no difference that I was not that, the fascist power of secret judgement and secret punishment was theirs.
So, God having asked me to return to the USA and the US Navy having already taken one stab at murdering me, I said, "What the heck, back into the Belly of the Beat I go".
Fast forward a couple years, after the FBI had adopted the policy of the US Navy, that being the persecution of Virgil Kret for crimes imagined in their minds that had never taken place; the degree of harassment had been reached where it seemed very possible the government pigs would murder me in my home in Laguna Beach, California, and perhaps murder my wife; so I decided if I was going to deal with this threat I had best do it away from my home, so I "went on the road".
As it turned out it was not murder the government pigs had in mind, it was mind rape, and my being on the road brought that policy out of the closet and into the open; but that's another story, today I am telling you the story of The Miracle of the Dollar Bill.
In the course of the government pigs mind-raping me with such glee I found myself on a street called Arroyo, and I was cold and I was hungry and it was just before dark.
So I said to my Old Pal God:
"I have to know if I am being crazy or not; I have to know if I am talking to You or if I am imagining I am talking to You.
"You asked me if I would be an arrow if You promised me a bow, and You said You would buy me a bowl of rice if I was hungry.
"Let's call this Arroyo Street 'Arrow Street', and yes I will be that arrow; please buy me a bowl of rice.
Standing there on that street in the growing darkness I felt a tall figure standing close beside me on my left; I mean a figure possibly eight feet tall; and that figure placed His right hand on my right shoulder, and I could feel the weight of it, and with His left hand that invisible being, that invisible but strongly present being, pointed to a spot perhaps three feet off the ground and perhaps five yards away.
As I watched, out of thin air came a dollar bill as if it were passing through the rollers of a money changing machine.
It fell to the ground.
I picked it up and went to the nearest restaurant, a little Chinese place, and got fried rice, soup and tea for a few pennies less that a dollar.
That's the story of The Miracle of the Dollar Bill.
There is, of course, a moral to this story. When you see George W. Bush, damned man walking, damned for child murder, damned for destroying the world, lying through his teeth and farting through silk, remember that although Satan often pays better than God, God has a better retirement plan.
Contact Virgil Kret at Icnews360@aol.com
Virgil Kret
Legal Defense, Survival & Presidential Campaign Fund
P.O. Box 43
Morro Bay, CA 93443
USA
Cell: (530) 276-4923
George W. Bush will destroy the world.
George W. Bush will destroy the world.
His cry of misery will be heard around the world; then the chorus will sing "Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!"
George W. Bush is a perfect storm of stupidity, dishonesty and vanity.
George W. Bush will destroy the world.
"In my strategy, the training for killing enemies is by way of many contests, fighting for survival, discovering the meaning of life and death, learning the Way of the sword, judging the strength of attacks and understanding the Way of the 'edge and ridge' of the sword." Miyamoto Musashi, 17th Century.
George W. Bush will destroy the world.
The world is George W. Bush's Iraq. The world is George W. Bush's New Orleans. The world cannot bear the fascist, insane stupidity of George W. Bush.
George W. Bush will destroy the world.
The most important news story in the world today, and the most important political stance in America today is this:
George W. Bush will destroy the world.
George W. Bush will destroy the world.
George W. Bush will destroy the world.
This is how America became pregnant with her fascist baby, by falling asleep after the initial rape in 2000 and telling herself the rape had not taken place; and that gave license to the rapist to rape her again and again and again until she was raped silly, barefoot in a world of broken glass, and pregnant with Six-Six-Six.
As my Old Pal God said some 13 months before the 9/11 attack:
"George W. Bush will destroy the world."
The way things are progressing in Republican American Fascist propaganda punditry, soon John D. Rockefeller will have been a left winger, and Ronald Reagan will have been a god; and anyone who doesn't bow to the stupidity and fascism of George W. Bush will be a traitor.
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