Tatoo, Part 7
The $624 Billion Defeat
Jews Jaws Seven Down
Shark America Three Up
Number of Earthquakes in the Past Seven Days: 220 (Sudden Drop Stops. Eerie Quiet. A 4.1 Warning Quake in Southern California. East-of Australia New Crack in the Egg Expands. This Big One is Like Pulling Teeth.)
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 (7)
Today's code is "117th Day, Last Year".
This, in a nutshell, demonstrates the psychosis of Israel: The Israeli Ambassador to the United Nations Thursday called former President of the United States of America and Nobel Peace Prize winner Jimmy Carter a "bigot".
Anyone anywhere who in any way criticizes Israel must be a bigot, even this truly fine man who has been almost the sole voice of reason and Christian charity in the upper echelons United States of America for so many years.
The dragon cannot smell its own dragon breath; Israel can't see its own blemished face in a mirror. No matter what evil a Jew might do, the person who calls attention to it is an anti-Semite. Nice racket.
It is dangerous for the United States of America to be under tow, and under the spell, of such a psychotic nation as Israel.
Now, that said, I must tell you about a most wonderful sign my Old Pal God has just shown me; not wonderful for psycho-fascist America and psychotic Israel because it is a bleeding metaphor of what God is about to do to them, but wonderful for me.
It relates directly to the reoccurring headlines above, "Expect a Profound Act of God Against Israel & USA on June 7, 2008"; "Jews Jaws", and "Shark America".
Soon you will see why I.C. News has been running those headlines for so long, what future events they document in advance.
Back to the Great Sign I have just received; my inclination was to let this Great Sign pass without reporting it today, because I did not record the advance code, as I had been asked to, and without the advance documentation I have no proof at all that this harsh miracle took place.
Tough titty.
But, Dear Reader, and this is the big butt that is going to poop all over the USA and Israel, sometimes I like to leave some cards face down on this poker table; sometimes I like to add to psycho-fascist America's ignorance of what I am in addition to being America's telepathic torture-slave.
Keeping this card face down, withholding my advance documentation of this miracle by God, is an example of the slave spitting into the slave-keeper's soup.
So, with the understanding that I am not expecting you to believe me, and with the statement that I think this event will be very important to you in the future, I will tell you about the great and bloody miracle God has just performed.
On Friday, just north of San Diego, California, a suspected great white shark took both legs off a swimmer, who died soon after. I was given the man's surname in advance.
His name is what I held back from psycho-fascist America; his name was on the face-down card.
The victim was Dave Martin, 66, a retired veterinarian who was swimming with members of a triathlon club.
Yes, Dear Reader, I am saying God guided the shark to the person God had named in advance. God, you know, is in charge of every fish in the sea and every person who swims in it. This refers back to my previous report mentioning the great size of God relative to this Earth--basketball player compared to basketball.
This event is pregnant with meaning relative to how God is about to dismantle what this work calls The Tornado of War, the perpetual warfare dynamic among Judaism, Christianity and Islam.
Apparently Islam is not going to be touched when this takes place, which in itself will be miraculous, considering how the Americans and the Israelis are so inserted into Islam in the geographical location where God will bite off the legs of the Jewish-Christian warmongering alliance.
Now back to our story of Tatoo, and how God's Space Sailors set the ancestors of the Japanese race down on the Island of Honshu, at the place called Bridge to Heaven, in about 660 BC.
Apparently what our Sweet Muse was waiting for has taken place because she picks up her story today after three days of refusing to tell it.
Tatoo, Part 7
We Space Sailors continued to lead Tatoo and her clan westward with lights blinking in the night sky, and with low level telepathy, moving them from oasis to oasis, moving them ever closer to where Proso, Chawon's sister, had appeared before the Dogon People and entered into legend as the Purple Fish Goddess, and near where Chawon has buried his ship in the sand some 44 thousand years before; until Tatoo and her clan had reached a point of such impenetrable, devastating wilderness that something was needed in addition to blinking lights and telepathy.
We needed to give them water.
This was not easily done, since we had no water on board and nothing in which to contain water.
So we thought about this...what to do...how to do it...for though while Tatoo and her clan had begun to understand they were in some mysterious way being helped, too much too soon might still drive them mad.
We came up with this solution.
Even in those early centuries, the Chinese had a large merchant sailing fleet, and while Tatoo and her clan were from far western China and of a vastly different culture than the seafaring Chinese along the coast, Chinese are Chinese wherever they are, and we decided to utilize that kinship.
We had observed Chinese merchant vessels for perhaps a century trading with peoples in Southeast Asia, and over to India, and even as far away from China as the east coast of Africa; and we knew the locations of some Chinese shipwrecks.
During their seafaring days the Chinese used large jars for the storage of such necessities as water, pickles and wine. and these jars were quite beautiful, but more important for our needs they were clearly Chinese, with writing on them in Chinese which Tatoo and her clan would recognize as such, even though Tatoo and her clan were illiterate.
We went to a wreck we could access and from it we removed three large jaws about as tall as a child of six. We could have removed more, but we had been talking to the western Chinese lost in the northern Africa desert in threes--three blinks, three trees--as we played The Teaching Game with them, and we wanted to continue that pattern, and we wanted to teach them a Space Sailor word, "Himitsu", "Secret", the "mitsu" part of which means "three" in our language.
This is from an old Space Sailor story called "The Secret of the Three Suns", or, "Mitsu No Hi Sama No Himitsu".
(Japanese readers of Virgil's work will at this point perhaps understand what this story is leading to, but for now let's leave it unsaid.)
We then took the jars to a place of good, especially delicious, flowing water in eastern Africa, flowing from the tallest of the three peaks now known collectively as Kilimanjaro, water from a snow pack thousands of years old, and filled the jars; and as Tatoo and her clan slept, we set our ship down and left the water near their camp so it would be found in the morning.
This was risky. This alone might have driven them mad, but they accepted the water-gift gratefully, and after they tasted it, after the near-brine they had been drinking--when they could find it--the gift-water tasted like wine to them.
Now The Learning Game had reached a new plateau, and it would soon be time to show Tatoo and her clan our ship in the daylight sky.
(To Be Continued)
Meanwhile, the United States of America, unaware that it was about to eat the fire, passed through the 117th day of its last year.
Jews Jaws Seven Down
Shark America Three Up
Number of Earthquakes in the Past Seven Days: 220 (Sudden Drop Stops. Eerie Quiet. A 4.1 Warning Quake in Southern California. East-of Australia New Crack in the Egg Expands. This Big One is Like Pulling Teeth.)
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 (7)
Today's code is "117th Day, Last Year".
This, in a nutshell, demonstrates the psychosis of Israel: The Israeli Ambassador to the United Nations Thursday called former President of the United States of America and Nobel Peace Prize winner Jimmy Carter a "bigot".
Anyone anywhere who in any way criticizes Israel must be a bigot, even this truly fine man who has been almost the sole voice of reason and Christian charity in the upper echelons United States of America for so many years.
The dragon cannot smell its own dragon breath; Israel can't see its own blemished face in a mirror. No matter what evil a Jew might do, the person who calls attention to it is an anti-Semite. Nice racket.
It is dangerous for the United States of America to be under tow, and under the spell, of such a psychotic nation as Israel.
Now, that said, I must tell you about a most wonderful sign my Old Pal God has just shown me; not wonderful for psycho-fascist America and psychotic Israel because it is a bleeding metaphor of what God is about to do to them, but wonderful for me.
It relates directly to the reoccurring headlines above, "Expect a Profound Act of God Against Israel & USA on June 7, 2008"; "Jews Jaws", and "Shark America".
Soon you will see why I.C. News has been running those headlines for so long, what future events they document in advance.
Back to the Great Sign I have just received; my inclination was to let this Great Sign pass without reporting it today, because I did not record the advance code, as I had been asked to, and without the advance documentation I have no proof at all that this harsh miracle took place.
Tough titty.
But, Dear Reader, and this is the big butt that is going to poop all over the USA and Israel, sometimes I like to leave some cards face down on this poker table; sometimes I like to add to psycho-fascist America's ignorance of what I am in addition to being America's telepathic torture-slave.
Keeping this card face down, withholding my advance documentation of this miracle by God, is an example of the slave spitting into the slave-keeper's soup.
So, with the understanding that I am not expecting you to believe me, and with the statement that I think this event will be very important to you in the future, I will tell you about the great and bloody miracle God has just performed.
On Friday, just north of San Diego, California, a suspected great white shark took both legs off a swimmer, who died soon after. I was given the man's surname in advance.
His name is what I held back from psycho-fascist America; his name was on the face-down card.
The victim was Dave Martin, 66, a retired veterinarian who was swimming with members of a triathlon club.
Yes, Dear Reader, I am saying God guided the shark to the person God had named in advance. God, you know, is in charge of every fish in the sea and every person who swims in it. This refers back to my previous report mentioning the great size of God relative to this Earth--basketball player compared to basketball.
This event is pregnant with meaning relative to how God is about to dismantle what this work calls The Tornado of War, the perpetual warfare dynamic among Judaism, Christianity and Islam.
Apparently Islam is not going to be touched when this takes place, which in itself will be miraculous, considering how the Americans and the Israelis are so inserted into Islam in the geographical location where God will bite off the legs of the Jewish-Christian warmongering alliance.
Now back to our story of Tatoo, and how God's Space Sailors set the ancestors of the Japanese race down on the Island of Honshu, at the place called Bridge to Heaven, in about 660 BC.
Apparently what our Sweet Muse was waiting for has taken place because she picks up her story today after three days of refusing to tell it.
Tatoo, Part 7
We Space Sailors continued to lead Tatoo and her clan westward with lights blinking in the night sky, and with low level telepathy, moving them from oasis to oasis, moving them ever closer to where Proso, Chawon's sister, had appeared before the Dogon People and entered into legend as the Purple Fish Goddess, and near where Chawon has buried his ship in the sand some 44 thousand years before; until Tatoo and her clan had reached a point of such impenetrable, devastating wilderness that something was needed in addition to blinking lights and telepathy.
We needed to give them water.
This was not easily done, since we had no water on board and nothing in which to contain water.
So we thought about this...what to do...how to do it...for though while Tatoo and her clan had begun to understand they were in some mysterious way being helped, too much too soon might still drive them mad.
We came up with this solution.
Even in those early centuries, the Chinese had a large merchant sailing fleet, and while Tatoo and her clan were from far western China and of a vastly different culture than the seafaring Chinese along the coast, Chinese are Chinese wherever they are, and we decided to utilize that kinship.
We had observed Chinese merchant vessels for perhaps a century trading with peoples in Southeast Asia, and over to India, and even as far away from China as the east coast of Africa; and we knew the locations of some Chinese shipwrecks.
During their seafaring days the Chinese used large jars for the storage of such necessities as water, pickles and wine. and these jars were quite beautiful, but more important for our needs they were clearly Chinese, with writing on them in Chinese which Tatoo and her clan would recognize as such, even though Tatoo and her clan were illiterate.
We went to a wreck we could access and from it we removed three large jaws about as tall as a child of six. We could have removed more, but we had been talking to the western Chinese lost in the northern Africa desert in threes--three blinks, three trees--as we played The Teaching Game with them, and we wanted to continue that pattern, and we wanted to teach them a Space Sailor word, "Himitsu", "Secret", the "mitsu" part of which means "three" in our language.
This is from an old Space Sailor story called "The Secret of the Three Suns", or, "Mitsu No Hi Sama No Himitsu".
(Japanese readers of Virgil's work will at this point perhaps understand what this story is leading to, but for now let's leave it unsaid.)
We then took the jars to a place of good, especially delicious, flowing water in eastern Africa, flowing from the tallest of the three peaks now known collectively as Kilimanjaro, water from a snow pack thousands of years old, and filled the jars; and as Tatoo and her clan slept, we set our ship down and left the water near their camp so it would be found in the morning.
This was risky. This alone might have driven them mad, but they accepted the water-gift gratefully, and after they tasted it, after the near-brine they had been drinking--when they could find it--the gift-water tasted like wine to them.
Now The Learning Game had reached a new plateau, and it would soon be time to show Tatoo and her clan our ship in the daylight sky.
(To Be Continued)
Meanwhile, the United States of America, unaware that it was about to eat the fire, passed through the 117th day of its last year.
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