Taoo, Part 4 (Stopped 3)
The $617 Billion Defeat
Jews Jaws Six Up
Shark America Four Down
Number of Earthquakes in the Past Seven Days: 335 (East-of-Australia Pattern Continues)
Virgil's Cell Phone Number: (530) 276-4923
Expect a Profound Act of God Against Israel & USA on June 7, 2008
Expect a Disastrous Earthquake on December 26, 2008
George W. Bush Will Destroy the World
Looking for the Peru-Chile God Event
Today: Tactics of the Smallville Battle: The Secret Story, Tatoo (4) Stopped 2
Today's code is "108th Day, Last Year".
Having learned long ago that we cannot kick the dead horse called American journalism and expect it to get up as a result; and having just documented in advance the murder by Israel of Reuters' Palestinian cameraman Fadel Shana and received only a automated form response from Reuters, we move on in our coverage of the death of this Earth, and leave that story behind like flotsam in our wake.
A great story. No market. Oh, well.
There is something about this story, though, that makes my failure to report it a catastrophe for the human race.
Sure, it is proof of the existence of Time Travel; and sure it is proof of Israel's premeditated murder of Shana; but there is something else to it, something I almost know but don't quite know yet...I can smell the coffee of it, but it is not yet in my cup.
This is my nose for news at work.
The scent of this story is this: my not being able to report it involves even greater loss than my not having been able to report my advance knowledge of the 9/11 attack.
On the surface of it that does not make sense, Israel's murder of one Palestinian out of the tens of thousands of Palestinians Israel has murdered being of greater importance than the attack of 9/11, yet that is what my nose for news says.
Let's look again at the 9/11 story. I tracked it for three months; was solidly onto it for one month, knowing commercial aircraft would be used; and in the last few days before it took place I knew lower Manhattan was a target.
During that same period I was being tortured out of my home of a dozen years by my neighbors, and tortured into the emergency room with congestive heart failure, and tortured into this long bout of homelessness and instability of home I remain in to this day.
Yet, when I look at my pre-9/11 intelligence I know if I had been a free man my intelligence alone would have been enough to head off that attack; and then when I see what other intelligence was floating around, American, Russian, French, Israeli (yes, Israel knew about 9/11 in advance. Israel is the most despicable nation in the world.), I can see how easy it would have been to nip the bastards in the bud right then and there.
Well, no use crying over spilled blood, as Dracula and George W. Bush would say.
But then, and this is the big butt that sits on America and crushes it, the cost of 9/11 went on and on and on; and still goes on in America's stupid and fascist invasion of the Middle East; and as the Republican American Fascists and the Democratic American Fascists have it planned, it will go on forever or until the last Muslim baby is burned to a cinder.
All that horror growing out of the horror of the torture-enslavement America inflicts on God's One True Telepath. The wage of that sin truly is death.
And now...and now...my nose for news is telling me my failure to get prevent Israel's murder of Shana will have greater consequences than my failure to prevent 9/11.
How can that be, one Palestinian murdered by Israel out of the tens of thousands of Palestinians Israel has murdered being more devastating to the world than two skyscrapers falling in Manhattan, four commercial airliners deliberately crashed, and a hole in the Pentagon big enough to drive an Armageddon through?
I don't know yet, but I will, and so will you. The horrible future will tell us.
(Come, let us talk as we walk along this old man's beach, of laughter and of tears, of childhood fears, things not out of reach; let us talk of snow and ice upon the deck, let us talk of foreign creatures swimming around the wreck...foreign creatures...foreign creatures...foreign creatures swimming around the wreck.)
One would think the simple fact alone that extraterrestrials were one of my sources on my advance documentation of Israel's murder of Shana might generate some interest; but no, Americans are not interested in what the American media does not give them permission to be interested in.
"And suddenly it was too late, the point of no return had been passed," so said the Gala Sea Daily News, "and every human being on the planet Earth died."
What a lonely thing is extinction; the human being with no face to put before the mirror to admire; no coffee in the coffee shops; no newspapers in the newspaper stands; winds blowing about the residue of a race that once was.
No human voices, how sweet the sound,
Meanwhile, shortly before this Earth killed the human race in order to save herself, we look to our serialized story called,Tatoo, the story of how God's Space Sailors rescued the earliest ancestors of the Japanese and set them down on the islands now called Japan; and--oh, oh--we see that our Sweet Muse is still not talking.
Like the Sun Goddess Amaterasu Herself, Sweet Muse has hidden in a cave and refuses to come out.
How can we coax Sweet Muse out of the cave in which she hides her weeping face, weeping for what she called the "Great Tragedy" just before Shana was murdered by Israel?
What was it that brought the Sun Goddess Amaterasu out of the cave? I refer here to the Japanese myth of the sun not having risen for three days, which matches the Jewish myth of the sun not having set for three days?
A mirror, yes; it was a mirror that brought the Sun Goddess out of the cave.
I must find a mirror with which to lure my Sweet Muse out of the cave of her mourning.
Tatoo, Part 4 (Stopped 3)
(To Be Continued)
Meanwhile, the United States of America, unaware that it was about to eat the fire, passed through the 108th day of its last year.
Jews Jaws Six Up
Shark America Four Down
Number of Earthquakes in the Past Seven Days: 335 (East-of-Australia Pattern Continues)
Virgil's Cell Phone Number: (530) 276-4923
Expect a Profound Act of God Against Israel & USA on June 7, 2008
Expect a Disastrous Earthquake on December 26, 2008
George W. Bush Will Destroy the World
Looking for the Peru-Chile God Event
Today: Tactics of the Smallville Battle: The Secret Story, Tatoo (4) Stopped 2
Today's code is "108th Day, Last Year".
Having learned long ago that we cannot kick the dead horse called American journalism and expect it to get up as a result; and having just documented in advance the murder by Israel of Reuters' Palestinian cameraman Fadel Shana and received only a automated form response from Reuters, we move on in our coverage of the death of this Earth, and leave that story behind like flotsam in our wake.
A great story. No market. Oh, well.
There is something about this story, though, that makes my failure to report it a catastrophe for the human race.
Sure, it is proof of the existence of Time Travel; and sure it is proof of Israel's premeditated murder of Shana; but there is something else to it, something I almost know but don't quite know yet...I can smell the coffee of it, but it is not yet in my cup.
This is my nose for news at work.
The scent of this story is this: my not being able to report it involves even greater loss than my not having been able to report my advance knowledge of the 9/11 attack.
On the surface of it that does not make sense, Israel's murder of one Palestinian out of the tens of thousands of Palestinians Israel has murdered being of greater importance than the attack of 9/11, yet that is what my nose for news says.
Let's look again at the 9/11 story. I tracked it for three months; was solidly onto it for one month, knowing commercial aircraft would be used; and in the last few days before it took place I knew lower Manhattan was a target.
During that same period I was being tortured out of my home of a dozen years by my neighbors, and tortured into the emergency room with congestive heart failure, and tortured into this long bout of homelessness and instability of home I remain in to this day.
Yet, when I look at my pre-9/11 intelligence I know if I had been a free man my intelligence alone would have been enough to head off that attack; and then when I see what other intelligence was floating around, American, Russian, French, Israeli (yes, Israel knew about 9/11 in advance. Israel is the most despicable nation in the world.), I can see how easy it would have been to nip the bastards in the bud right then and there.
Well, no use crying over spilled blood, as Dracula and George W. Bush would say.
But then, and this is the big butt that sits on America and crushes it, the cost of 9/11 went on and on and on; and still goes on in America's stupid and fascist invasion of the Middle East; and as the Republican American Fascists and the Democratic American Fascists have it planned, it will go on forever or until the last Muslim baby is burned to a cinder.
All that horror growing out of the horror of the torture-enslavement America inflicts on God's One True Telepath. The wage of that sin truly is death.
And now...and now...my nose for news is telling me my failure to get prevent Israel's murder of Shana will have greater consequences than my failure to prevent 9/11.
How can that be, one Palestinian murdered by Israel out of the tens of thousands of Palestinians Israel has murdered being more devastating to the world than two skyscrapers falling in Manhattan, four commercial airliners deliberately crashed, and a hole in the Pentagon big enough to drive an Armageddon through?
I don't know yet, but I will, and so will you. The horrible future will tell us.
(Come, let us talk as we walk along this old man's beach, of laughter and of tears, of childhood fears, things not out of reach; let us talk of snow and ice upon the deck, let us talk of foreign creatures swimming around the wreck...foreign creatures...foreign creatures...foreign creatures swimming around the wreck.)
One would think the simple fact alone that extraterrestrials were one of my sources on my advance documentation of Israel's murder of Shana might generate some interest; but no, Americans are not interested in what the American media does not give them permission to be interested in.
"And suddenly it was too late, the point of no return had been passed," so said the Gala Sea Daily News, "and every human being on the planet Earth died."
What a lonely thing is extinction; the human being with no face to put before the mirror to admire; no coffee in the coffee shops; no newspapers in the newspaper stands; winds blowing about the residue of a race that once was.
No human voices, how sweet the sound,
Meanwhile, shortly before this Earth killed the human race in order to save herself, we look to our serialized story called,Tatoo, the story of how God's Space Sailors rescued the earliest ancestors of the Japanese and set them down on the islands now called Japan; and--oh, oh--we see that our Sweet Muse is still not talking.
Like the Sun Goddess Amaterasu Herself, Sweet Muse has hidden in a cave and refuses to come out.
How can we coax Sweet Muse out of the cave in which she hides her weeping face, weeping for what she called the "Great Tragedy" just before Shana was murdered by Israel?
What was it that brought the Sun Goddess Amaterasu out of the cave? I refer here to the Japanese myth of the sun not having risen for three days, which matches the Jewish myth of the sun not having set for three days?
A mirror, yes; it was a mirror that brought the Sun Goddess out of the cave.
I must find a mirror with which to lure my Sweet Muse out of the cave of her mourning.
Tatoo, Part 4 (Stopped 3)
(To Be Continued)
Meanwhile, the United States of America, unaware that it was about to eat the fire, passed through the 108th day of its last year.
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