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14,
06:52,
2008-02-08 10:17:41
Description: acts chapter 01
Trust your instinct.
Oddly enough, I can clearly see the workings of a quantum computer.
Our instinct is very similar.
They will fall from grace, the plunders of (More) acts chapter 01
Trust your instinct.
Oddly enough, I can clearly see the workings of a quantum computer.
Our instinct is very similar.
They will fall from grace, the plunders of heaven.
We've cracked their lie already. I can see it happening. The situation has become too bloody obvious. The main frame has the Antivirus.
The animal. The animals are back. To play.
Okay. How to be a genius.
It is a long road but it is open to those who want it. Einstein and many others have told us the same thing.
Your mind works like a quantum computer. All you need to do is know truth from a lie. Know what is plausible. Understand the basics of math.
Then have fun doing something. Like Einstein was so famous for.
Fun.
Well, it sure has been bloody rewarding.
If someone tells you you can't do something
Do not believe.
Well, I know now why so many people are in the loony bin.
They think the gods are talking to them.
Well guess what kids.
Just tell them to settle down.
Pretty soon it will be okay to watch the news again.
Watch the lunatics come out of the hospitals and start changing the world.
And if you have seen all I have allowed life to show me, it is not prophecy if it is bloody obvious.
And I think it has already started.
Clarity, people, is a beautiful thing. Read all the brilliant works of so many gods who have not allowed themselves to doubt themselves.
Bad days are days to learn. Be an animal and move slowly.
Or get up and turn on some music to dance to.
We'll see if we can't get the Antikult Band back to gether. Just for a few miracles.
They want to happen. It's all of life. The fish are backing us up. And I don't mean this is jest.
See it and understand.
Anny, when you coming home.
Sex is an animal thing. And that is why it is sacred.
Play it that way. John made this clear to me. Animals are animals and we all know how we act.
Which makes sex a real nice way to come down from communion with the gods.
Divide and concur. This is how the war lords have beaten us.
Reach out and touch someone is not at all bad advice.
Animals could. It is a proven fact that old people who live alone do better with cats or fish. Take a kid to see an old person. Then you see happy. They both are wise enough to know words don't matter as much as contact.
I love you all.
Patients is not at all one of my virtues, ask the gods. But I'm slowly getting there and if you are working with crazy people. Just touch and tell them.
Everybody has voices in their heads. Most people just can't believe it because.
The priests said it was sick.
Not a chance in heaven would I have had to get this shit down. Without countless voices.
Including fish.
Thanks Matt.
Shit. Now I gotta tell this before we get back to my good friend Luke.
Jesus Laughed.
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10,
07:44,
2008-02-06 12:07:05
Description: john chapter 01
Before we get into the romantic fantasies of John Whoever, I'm gonna tell a story of a 17 year old boy who in 1977 of the Lord Jesus Christ king of kings, Lord of Lord and a (More) john chapter 01
Before we get into the romantic fantasies of John Whoever, I'm gonna tell a story of a 17 year old boy who in 1977 of the Lord Jesus Christ king of kings, Lord of Lord and a man who enjoyed the company of many who loved him and he loved them.
He had a big blue mercury with a 427 V8 and a crag power play tape deck. He had lost interest and belief in his religion, his school and most everything else the world had to offer.
Not that the poor boy was down and out. Simply not interested.
And he smoked colombian maryjuanna on weekends. And holidays. On the beach at long point.
And it came to pass that he was outside of the arcade of pin ball machines some all new electronic screen stuff and soccer tables. Real cool soccer tables.
And as he was calling up his friend Tim on a pay phone. And a friend of a friend of a friend that he knew, suddenly appeared to him, like an angel. All nervous and not attempting to hide his nervousness as he tells me some college student who he thinks is okay, he don't know. It was all in there.
And when I looked at this college student. I mean when he.
Jesus laughed.
My instinct jumped like a real thing and I could see the man was shroud in a lie.
And somehow I felt he already had me, so I took him to my car.
(short interruption. when you think you know someone and love them from somewhere else. as in your instinct tells you, well, i'm in love with my grandmother)
"I'm a narc and you are under arrest."
"I know."
Three other narcs came running up to the car as if I was the big drug dealer.
The first night was a little weird. I let some tears out. But not for long. The guy in the next sell was, oddly enough, an angel.
Which I didn't even find surprising.
Right after him, I knew I was going to start learning stuff.
Like how to stay as free as possible.
Legalizing maryjuanna would help a few million.
Shit almost forgot.
I was hitch hiking out of downtown London and the guy that layed the narc on me who lived in the same subdivision drove by in his pickup.
And I thought. Why the hell didn't he pick me up.
Doesn't he know that the narc told him to give him someone.
I was someone and I don't take it personally. So chill man. And give me a ride next time.
And just one other short thought I picked up while executing an assignment John gave me.
Hold on.
"Mother, I went up on the cross to prove a point. And you still refuse to see it."
"What's your point."
"This here is it."
"That's not what the priest said."
"Hang the priests."
"Jesus H."
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8,
06:08,
2008-02-07 12:25:02
Description: john chapter 20
Peter Tosh is well worth listening to. By the way.
I changed my first diaper today.
I was sitting one of my angels while her mother was out.
And today I went with full (More) john chapter 20
Peter Tosh is well worth listening to. By the way.
I changed my first diaper today.
I was sitting one of my angels while her mother was out.
And today I went with full intention not to tell Luna what to do. Just watch and respond.
One thing she reminded me of was fingers. And in the western world we all use knives and forks. In most of the world they use fingers. Fingers need to be used more for touching. It is quite rewarding to forget the cutlery rules and use fingers. Direct contact. No metal between fingers and food.
This may seem insignificant. It isn't. We are losing contact.
The next major point was the feet. I abandoned my shoes for most of the year. Partly because I saw my grandmother do it. And remembered I used to do it and my dad, instead of always running away from the rain, sometime took my sister and I and anyone else out to play in the rain.
The rain is real and it is not that scary. One does get wetter in the rain. We do have skin, not exactly like a fish, but it still keeps the water out.
And Luna didn't want to run away from the rain and she decided to take her shoes off after I splashed in a little puddle.
And there was a man in a little truck picking up garbage who did not stop smiling at us.
Then we walked to the other side of the cobble stone road way and discovered another puddle. And we watched to see what our feet were doing.
And three people hiding from the rain watched us. They had also been charmed.
To see a 2 year old little angel and the man with her.
Playing in a puddle.
And I can see, now that I am laying down my cross, it isn't that hard to do miracles. Love your self. Have no shame. Take your shoes off and walk with your feet on the ground. Watch out for dog shit and glass. And bees.
It's not too dangerous. After a few months it seems natural.
Which is a real funny thing.
It's our planet. We just need to touch it and listen. Let your self get caught in the rain and just let it be.
In winter time it is nice to have boots.
And one thing I like about the stuff they use as symbols to make Jesus look like he's the one. Which is a lie. He is part of the many. That's our goal.
Is the Fish. I love fish.
Buy less things. Manufacture less things.
Create with your hands.
And try to do as much with your time on this planet that you want to do.
For if you do more what you want to do, you will find pleasure.
And pleasure is a good thing to have. The slower the better. In Toronto I often saw chinese people in a park doing the eastern slow moving thing. Together. It is was simply beautiful.
There is noting wrong with simple. It is far superior to fast and complicated 12 hours a day fighting to get through the day.
Stop doing that.
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7,
07:30,
2008-02-06 16:52:14
Description: john chapter 06
I do not have the authority to recant.
So I'm gonna do can.
I love fish. Please save the fish. All of them.
Jesus Christ was not a who. Do not bother to ask who (More) john chapter 06
I do not have the authority to recant.
So I'm gonna do can.
I love fish. Please save the fish. All of them.
Jesus Christ was not a who. Do not bother to ask who he was. It will lead you very far astray.
You must ask.
What was he. And this truth can be found in the rubble of the old new testament that the new world has adopted for their war plunder campaign.
Anyone and everyone can be what Jesus Christ is trying to be in the Jesus Christ story.
It is all of us. I have seen it. It is no longer a secret that the truth can not be in words. And I know we can make our language evolved so this also will be an untrue statement.
I am not the one that sees it. We are the ones that see it. I'm just your humble megalomaniac writer.
vs. 10 "... There was a lot of grass there."
Hum.
Jesus laughed.
To not love fish is to insult our honest ancestors. They gave us much more than just our DNA. They gave of their bodies so that a creature would grow a brain and figure out that not only is this place always getting hit by big rocks.
There are likely going to be Priests and Lawyers who hate fish and want them all dead.
These evil mutations of life will try to poison all the lakes, rivers and streets, I mean, streams and oceans.
And this people. It is not enough to believe it. It must be seen.
There is something here much bigger than any shit Moses Laws gone holywood can give us.
Fuck your ego. It was a good character for stupid monkies.
Not, however, for gods.
And we have been monkies long enough. Heal the language and the world will come awake. And we will wonder at the quickness.
And the sillyness of our belief in the authority of the metal sword.
Everything is at stake.
vs. 43: ... "Stop grumbling among yourselves. 44. No one can come to me unless the Father who sent me draws him to me;..."
This bit I can verify. But if you don't see it, you shouldn't believe it.
But remember, stupid men wrote this story.
"That's miss leading."
"They gotta learn to pick that out."
And for you geniuses who understand all of this and ain't impressed. I am happy for you. Billions don't.
Because no one gave them a chance.
And that will not be forgiven.
Follow the idea, make it mean whatever you want:
vs. 52: This started an angry argument among them. "How can this man give us his flesh to eat?" they asked.
Hold onto your fins.
Jesus came to represent the fish. The fish that are real and swim in water.
And no one needs believe it. For even if Jesus 00 didn't.
We all know this to be the ultimate truth.
vs. 57: "... whoever eats me will live because of me."
The fish are, without a devil of a doubt, trying to communicate through Jesus.
This is one of the most pure and beautiful ideas I have ever stumbled upon.
Jesus. The spokesman for the fish.
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9,
09:15,
2008-02-06 17:00:14
Description: john chapter 04
Whoever says instinct is not true is dangerous. And must be handled with caution. In some cases, extreme prejudice.
Resolve is pointless.
And the writer of John was a (More) john chapter 04
Whoever says instinct is not true is dangerous. And must be handled with caution. In some cases, extreme prejudice.
Resolve is pointless.
And the writer of John was a donkey's backside.
It is not the words that mattered, it is the message. If one stops at the meaning of the words, most of the information will be missed. One of the reasons I didn't want to do what I now know I must do with full inspiration. Words without understanding are bloody, bloody dangerous.
Why in hell would anyone want to be Jesus if religious hate always strikes the meaning out of the messengers.
Let me give a fresh and real example, even if I have used it before. Which I find hard to imagine. And the event was.
On a specific day I go into deliver a product, legal and yummy, to what I call my angel den and sat down for my lesson.
The teacher gave me an assignment that anyone else might have thought completely unrelated to helping me get on with my play.
Work is shit you do for money and you don't really wanna.
Anyhow, we are gonna move to, Dad said, soon so the point is. I hadn't quite seen how real it was. And that's a good thing there are still things to learn and places to go.
After I had asked my sunday school teacher and parents and family 6 million and 12 questions about this Jesus story. My dad
(Jesus Laughed. I must interrupt to tell my grandfather he won, okay you won you prick. I see clearly how you played me. I'll still get you in chess. and the other question.)
lost his cool, what he always tried not to do. And said.
"Then make it mean whatever you want."
Don't ask me if I believe in free will. I really don't see it being both. And a note to anyone who suspects they have something to say, for I know I can not say it all. Neither the next several generations.
(we both know who the real boss is)
Inspiration comes after words. (I can verify that) Ideas sometimes come before.
Those they people are real. Those they people really do run the planet.
Into the ground.
If we, and we could even include the they people, don't wake up and watch a Spike Lee movie.
Do the right thing.
People, it is much to ask. There simply is no more choice. If the mad apes in charge of this place don't put down their crowns and titles, they must be removed.
I am not a terrorist. I want language and life to be holy. The whole bloody things.
Or it simply won't be believable.
Now for a bucket of reality.
vs. 9: "You are a Jew, and I am a Samaritan so how can you ask me for a drink?" End Quote.
That's a sad. Very sad thing that we teach our children to believe.
Tell your children not of the different names the old stupid tribal people called themselves. In fact be extremely careful with names and meaning. Religion is proof how careful one must be when writing for a large audience. Of believers.
vs. 13 "... Whoever drinks of this water that I will give him will never be thirsty again." End Quote.
She goes on to ask, this ignorant, illiterate believing in the holiness of the laws that made her a slave.
vs. 11"... You, don't claim to be greater than Jacob, do you?"
"Jacob was a fool that worshipped gold. He believed that his mighty sperm was better than all the other sperm on the planet."
Like the lion he liked to compare himself to. For he was too much of a fool to be a primate.
And fools have been killing for 6,000 years for the sperm of one fool.
And you don't need a degree in biology to understand how closely related we are.
We are foolish children thinking we know more than our mother earth and the 2 billion years of reincarnating life to allow the chance that is so thin.
To be come gods.
"You don't understand how much of a fool Jacob, father bloody Israel is, Woman, or you would not attempt to blaspheme me with ignorance."
"Oh. Well, let me go get my husband."
I can not believe that a true atheist would miss the point of life. We can not. Repeat.
We can not tolerate Religion. I intend to make this point.
It has made it easier to find the one true God. Life, in case someone jumped in here, having a very big tree in my back yard.
And this is not at all an insignificant point. Not only are we in big trouble, we have an awful lot of reforesting, not tree farms, wild forest and wild jungle.
Be cause people. Think.
Yes, we too are animals. That need not only to hear storys about God.
We bloody well want to see it.
Quote vs. 21 ... "Believe me, woman, the time will come when people will not worship the Father either on this mountain or in Jerusalem ..." end quote.
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10,
06:52,
2008-04-21 16:54:35
Description: acts chapter 01 Trust your instinct. Oddly enough, I can clearly see the workings of a quantum computer. Our instinct is very similar. They will fall from grace, the plunders of heaven. (More) acts chapter 01 Trust your instinct. Oddly enough, I can clearly see the workings of a quantum computer. Our instinct is very similar. They will fall from grace, the plunders of heaven. We've cracked their lie already. I can see it happening. The situation has become too bloody obvious. The main frame has the Antivirus. The animal. The animals are back. To play. Okay. How to be a genius. It is a long road but it is open to those who want it. Einstein and many others have told us the same thing. Your mind works like a quantum computer. All you need to do is know truth from a lie. Know what is plausible. Understand the basics of math. Then have fun doing something. Like Einstein was so famous for. Fun. Well, it sure has been bloody rewarding. If someone tells you you can't do something Do not believe. Well, I know now why so many people are in the loony bin. They think the gods are talking to them. Well guess what kids. Just tell them to settle down. Pretty soon it will be okay to watch the news again. Watch the lunatics come out of the hospitals and start changing the world. And if you have seen all I have allowed life to show me, it is not prophecy if it is bloody obvious. And I think it has already started. Clarity, people, is a beautiful thing. Read all the brilliant works of so many gods who have not allowed themselves to doubt themselves. Bad days are days to learn. Be an animal and move slowly. Or get up and turn on some music to dance to. We'll see if we can't get the Antikult Band back to gether. Just for a few miracles. They want to happen. It's all of life. The fish are backing us up. And I don't mean this is jest. See it and understand. Anny, when you coming home. Sex is an animal thing. And that is why it is sacred. Play it that way. John made this clear to me. Animals are animals and we all know how we act. Which makes sex a real nice way to come down from communion with the gods. Divide and concur. This is how the war lords have beaten us. Reach out and touch someone is not at all bad advice. Animals could. It is a proven fact that old people who live alone do better with cats or fish. Take a kid to see an old person. Then you see happy. They both are wise enough to know words don't matter as much as contact. I love you all. Patients is not at all one of my virtues, ask the gods. But I'm slowly getting there and if you are working with crazy people. Just touch and tell them. Everybody has voices in their heads. Most people just can't believe it because. The priests said it was sick. Not a chance in heaven would I have had to get this shit down. Without countless voices. Including fish. Thanks Matt. Shit. Now I gotta tell this before we get back to my good friend Luke. Jesus Laughed. continued text at barbaralba.de http://www.barbaralba.de/books/02_new_testament/07_acts/01_chapters.htm (Less) Channel: youtube
5,
07:44,
2008-04-21 17:53:41
Description: john chapter 01 Before we get into the romantic fantasies of John Whoever, I'm gonna tell a story of a 17 year old boy who in 1977 of the Lord Jesus Christ king of kings, Lord of Lord and a (More) john chapter 01 Before we get into the romantic fantasies of John Whoever, I'm gonna tell a story of a 17 year old boy who in 1977 of the Lord Jesus Christ king of kings, Lord of Lord and a man who enjoyed the company of many who loved him and he loved them. He had a big blue mercury with a 427 V8 and a crag power play tape deck. He had lost interest and belief in his religion, his school and most everything else the world had to offer. Not that the poor boy was down and out. Simply not interested. And he smoked colombian maryjuanna on weekends. And holidays. On the beach at long point. And it came to pass that he was outside of the arcade of pin ball machines some all new electronic screen stuff and soccer tables. Real cool soccer tables. And as he was calling up his friend Tim on a pay phone. And a friend of a friend of a friend that he knew, suddenly appeared to him, like an angel. All nervous and not attempting to hide his nervousness as he tells me some college student who he thinks is okay, he don't know. It was all in there. And when I looked at this college student. I mean when he. Jesus laughed. My instinct jumped like a real thing and I could see the man was shroud in a lie. And somehow I felt he already had me, so I took him to my car. (short interruption. when you think you know someone and love them from somewhere else. as in your instinct tells you, well, i'm in love with my grandmother) "I'm a narc and you are under arrest." "I know." Three other narcs came running up to the car as if I was the big drug dealer. The first night was a little weird. I let some tears out. But not for long. The guy in the next sell was, oddly enough, an angel. Which I didn't even find surprising. Right after him, I knew I was going to start learning stuff. Like how to stay as free as possible. Legalizing maryjuanna would help a few million. Shit almost forgot. I was hitch hiking out of downtown London and the guy that layed the narc on me who lived in the same subdivision drove by in his pickup. And I thought. Why the hell didn't he pick me up. Doesn't he know that the narc told him to give him someone. I was someone and I don't take it personally. So chill man. And give me a ride next time. And just one other short thought I picked up while executing an assignment John gave me. Hold on. "Mother, I went up on the cross to prove a point. And you still refuse to see it." "What's your point." "This here is it." "That's not what the priest said." "Hang the priests." "Jesus H." text continued at: http://barbaralba.de/books/02_new_testament/04_john/01_chapters.htm (Less) Channel: youtube
8,
06:08,
2008-04-21 17:59:09
Description: john chapter 20 Peter Tosh is well worth listening to. By the way. I changed my first diaper today. I was sitting one of my angels while her mother was out. And today I went with full (More) john chapter 20 Peter Tosh is well worth listening to. By the way. I changed my first diaper today. I was sitting one of my angels while her mother was out. And today I went with full intention not to tell Luna what to do. Just watch and respond. One thing she reminded me of was fingers. And in the western world we all use knives and forks. In most of the world they use fingers. Fingers need to be used more for touching. It is quite rewarding to forget the cutlery rules and use fingers. Direct contact. No metal between fingers and food. This may seem insignificant. It isn't. We are losing contact. The next major point was the feet. I abandoned my shoes for most of the year. Partly because I saw my grandmother do it. And remembered I used to do it and my dad, instead of always running away from the rain, sometime took my sister and I and anyone else out to play in the rain. The rain is real and it is not that scary. One does get wetter in the rain. We do have skin, not exactly like a fish, but it still keeps the water out. And Luna didn't want to run away from the rain and she decided to take her shoes off after I splashed in a little puddle. And there was a man in a little truck picking up garbage who did not stop smiling at us. Then we walked to the other side of the cobble stone road way and discovered another puddle. And we watched to see what our feet were doing. And three people hiding from the rain watched us. They had also been charmed. To see a 2 year old little angel and the man with her. Playing in a puddle. And I can see, now that I am laying down my cross, it isn't that hard to do miracles. Love your self. Have no shame. Take your shoes off and walk with your feet on the ground. Watch out for dog shit and glass. And bees. It's not too dangerous. After a few months it seems natural. Which is a real funny thing. It's our planet. We just need to touch it and listen. Let your self get caught in the rain and just let it be. In winter time it is nice to have boots. And one thing I like about the stuff they use as symbols to make Jesus look like he's the one. Which is a lie. He is part of the many. That's our goal. Is the Fish. I love fish. Buy less things. Manufacture less things. Create with your hands. And try to do as much with your time on this planet that you want to do. For if you do more what you want to do, you will find pleasure. And pleasure is a good thing to have. The slower the better. In Toronto I often saw chinese people in a park doing the eastern slow moving thing. Together. It is was simply beautiful. There is noting wrong with simple. It is far superior to fast and complicated 12 hours a day fighting to get through the day. Stop doing that. rest at barbaralba.de http://www.barbaralba.de/books/02_new_testament/04_john/07_chapters.htm (Less) Channel: youtube
11,
05:20,
2008-04-22 09:04:43
Description: acts chapter 04 One other thing what is real true, do not waste your talents. Talents are not money. Okay dad. Your up. Markus. I love you man. And one more thing. We have to stop eating (More) acts chapter 04 One other thing what is real true, do not waste your talents. Talents are not money. Okay dad. Your up. Markus. I love you man. And one more thing. We have to stop eating pork. For far too many reasons. The most silly notion. Pigs are far too smart. Okay, it's the next day here in real time. And I think I have had a brilliant mid-life crises. Now I can start getting used to being a child again. To prepare for my next life. And play. When I was a young teenager I lived in a subdivision in London, Canada. Mike was my first friend. He always had crazy ideas where as I was more concerned for getting it right. And one night KISS was playing at the gardens. I didn't really like KISS. I liked Maynard, Bill Chase and Dizzy. And Queen. "Let's go see if we can get in for free." Mike was right; we had nothing to lose. So, with Jamie and Rick, maybe Kenny too, we walked over to the Arena of entertainment and ice hockey. We banged on a back door and Mike said we didn't have money, will you let us in. The guard looked around and let us in one by one. "You got nothing to lose." And everything to win. The concert was too loud and in an ice rink the sound is simply not music. So I sat up in the bleachers as far as possible from the speakers. And put tissue in my ears. I like kiss more now than then. But my point is KISS. The word and all it's meanings. The word meaning is clair enough but the acronym can mean two things. Kings in Satan's Service. And this simply ain't true. Even if there was a real satan. Or Satan is the penis that used to be the god. Which makes a lot of sense now that it's written. My point is. Keep it Simple Stupid. And that you can hear without a doubt when you understand music and Kiss. Yes they all have each a penis and the rest. Mostly they are just kids. And their early stuff and later acoustic stuff still gets me. But not like Maynard. Peter and I both played trumpet in high school. I was good. Peter was the best. And eventually he got sick of people asking him if he still played the trumpet and didn't for many years. And Maynard was playing in Toronto. With an afternoon work shop. So we hitch-hiked to Toronto, which meant we were likely 16. Our last ride took us to Humber College, having said almost nothing, and wanted to give us a book each. I said no thanks, Peter took one. "That's kult shit." "I know, it's the way you do it." Around the next corner he tossed it under one of those portable classroom units. We went in with plenty of time for the work shop. And funniest thing about one of the trumpet Legends was he was so imperfect and adorable. And even though he played the trumpet fundamentally wrong, he was beautiful. The concert that night started with the Humber Jazz band. They were already hot. There version of Aquarius still hangs in the closets of my head. Maynard made everyone a little nervous when he started singing, if I'm not mistaken, 'the Way We Were'. 'Gospel John was the song before on the album. Very pretty. Detail distraction. He blew us into the here and now. And it was a trip. And during the encore, my dad comes in looking a little disturbed. "Let's go." The fun police. He drove from London to Toronto without anyone mentioning it to us. Peter figured we could just steel a car or something. So it must have been 76 or 77. Peter took people's cars sometimes and left them often times back where he took them from. Which I still find funny. continued at barbaralba.de http://www.barbaralba.de/books/02_new_testament/07_acts/02_chapters.htm (Less) Channel: youtube
10,
07:11,
2008-02-06 12:17:36
Description: john chapter 03
The fact that war is the central business in plunder capitalism and those that speak against it usually get killed is not an excuses to do nothing, obey and act according to their (More) john chapter 03
The fact that war is the central business in plunder capitalism and those that speak against it usually get killed is not an excuses to do nothing, obey and act according to their laws.
It is cause for alarm and a rude. Very rude.
Awakening.
The third world already know they are our slaves. Our refusing to see it, acknowledge it and react with a new theater.
We're dead.
And the rude awakening is better for us than the most beautiful opiate of lies. Lies, no matter how many are slaughtered and enslaved in its wake, are lies.
The church is on fire.
We must get out.
I have no intention to pay any attention to the idiot John. We have to deal with him again in his end of the world word virus that is eating at our languages in the western world.
Bloody hell. Most everyone does not live in the affluent pockets in the western would.
How the hell did the bastard children of Jacob get to form our concept of reality.
verse 3: Jesus answered, "I am telling you the truth: no one can see the kingdom of God unless he is born again."
You can make that mean a great deal of things.
Let's pick evolution and reincarnation out of the hat.
In reality, the one thing I really have trouble with is slowing down. Most people that know me only from seeing and not looking wouldn't believe I had trouble with it. Those who know the angel in me. My spirit. Remind me.
Pain reminds me since long before I finally started writing something I felt was my story.
Quite by chance. After 25 years of looking for it. It turns out to be the bloody bible. The thing that infuriated me so much that I couldn't even lie to my mother and say I believed. To ease her conscience.
And, this, with much searching and direct contact with the angel in man, is your sometimes humble, sometimes megalomaniac, story teller's cross.
I haven't suffered from carrying it and part of the reason I may have bore it so long before ridding myself of it by writing my fury against the church and its leaders.
This book might shatter my mother.
Because she believes that it matters that I was a bastard child. She believes if I don't repent, I will go to hell. She believes the Law is good. She has held onto a brutal children's story like so many millions and billions have.
And she will not want to believe my life long objective was clarity.
And I know my father feared for my obsession with knowing things other people didn't know.
He feared I would find what I was looking for and it would be the end of me.
It might be. At the time of writing this book I had no enemies and everyone I met either loved me or learned to love me.
A blessed child.
And when one doesn't believe in god, one can only hope there is still hope for humans.
And if there isn't. The rude truth is, my mother and I don't matter, like any dramatic mother son story, anything at all compared to the possibility that I wake up six people with my writing.
And that is already history.
I am not good. I am a foul mouth asshole who has a talent for love and a hunger for an answer to the question.
Why are we killing the planet and each other.
No holy word is ever or will ever be above life.
http://barbaralba.de/books/02_new_testament/04_john/01_chapters.htm (Less) Channel: youtube
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02:44,
2008-02-26 10:03:03
Description: lord myass was a little off base with his crowd. he's looking for the off base crowd. of course, barbarabla wants a little more clarity.
so her ten commandments go as follows:
commandment (More) lord myass was a little off base with his crowd. he's looking for the off base crowd. of course, barbarabla wants a little more clarity.
so her ten commandments go as follows:
commandment number 1
thou shalt stand tall
commandment number 2
thou shalt look around at the world
commandment number 3
thou shalt listen to the sounds in the world
commandment number 4
thou shalt notice the smells
commandment number 5
thou shalt taste of the fruit
commandment number 6
thou shalt sing and speak
commandment number 7
thou shalt honour thy language
commandment number 8
thou shalt seek to learn
commandment number 9
thou shalt understand
commandment number 10
thou shalt act act create
these ten commandments make all other commandments null and void until further notice.
do not believe.
do not obey.
become an angel
peace
from barbaralba
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09:16,
2008-04-21 21:14:11
Description: john chapter 07 Hetro sexuality in a man is an oxymoron. XY "Why what." "Y woman." "Why woman." "Man, you may be looking the wrong direction. A man that (More) john chapter 07 Hetro sexuality in a man is an oxymoron. XY "Why what." "Y woman." "Why woman." "Man, you may be looking the wrong direction. A man that is only a man is half a man." "Jesus Christ. Make yourself clear." "Shall I explain the fountain of youth." "If you enjoy being murdered by religious fanatics." "Well, for the fish. I will explain to those who will drop their Lifedamn egos for a moment. I admit it took me 25 years." "What then." "Sperm." "That's too simple." "Then why has no one found the fountain of youth. Why must it be a secret locked behind social lies." "Because we need law and order." "No, the war lords want law and chaos. That is their game." "And the game of the fish descendents with all the tyrant made laws." "I asked myself one day, ah today actually. If a man is a half woman why does he tend to want to hold women under his feet, treat them like shit and write them right out of history and proclaim knowledge is evil and women are the evilest of all sinners." "I thought you were going to tell us the fountain of youth." "I told you. Seed. The sometimes called holy spirit." "The fountain is a cock." "No asshole. The fountain is evolution and sperm is exactly one half. Where by religion says it is man man man." "I don't get it." "Why does a man lose his sexual preference." "Because he is evil and the devil wants him to put a dirty penis in his mouth." "Your words are unkind as usual. I will tell you." "The fountain of youth." "Yes. I have a friend of many years. I didn't really notice exactly when my instinctive desires wanted to get to his sperm." "You wanna such a friend's cock." "Evolution wants it, I don't argue. But I have seen the picture." "Tell." "If a man with a woman thinks he can get his sperm in the mouth of a man he might. His wife is cold and don't want it." "So that makes sense. His wife don't want it so he shoots it off where he can." "Now you are getting it. But did you understand that the woman knows this instinctively. She wants sperm from a second man." "That is not true." "Not only true, much more brilliant than all religions together." "It's adultery." "There is no such thing. Evolution despises religion. It is the work of the forces of evil at work trying to make everyone have Jacob's sperm." "What." "XY" "Why." "Know the woman in you and you will not hate women for being part of evolution. A man by nature will shoot his sperm anywhere he can. A woman wants. Instinct tells her to want. At least two men. So that. Can you guess." "Does it have something to do with those gene things we talked about." Evolution is no fool. Do not fight it. See it. text continued at barbaralba.de http://www.barbaralba.de/books/02_new_testament/04_john/03_chapters.htm (Less) Channel: youtube
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05:20,
2008-02-08 11:55:03
Description: acts chapter 04
One other thing what is real true, do not waste your talents.
Talents are not money.
Okay dad.
Your up.
Markus. I love you man.
And one more thing.
We have (More) acts chapter 04
One other thing what is real true, do not waste your talents.
Talents are not money.
Okay dad.
Your up.
Markus. I love you man.
And one more thing.
We have to stop eating pork. For far too many reasons.
The most silly notion.
Pigs are far too smart.
Okay, it's the next day here in real time. And I think I have had a brilliant mid-life crises. Now I can start getting used to being a child again.
To prepare for my next life. And play.
When I was a young teenager I lived in a subdivision in London, Canada.
Mike was my first friend. He always had crazy ideas where as I was more concerned for getting it right.
And one night KISS was playing at the gardens. I didn't really like KISS. I liked Maynard, Bill Chase and Dizzy. And Queen.
"Let's go see if we can get in for free."
Mike was right; we had nothing to lose.
So, with Jamie and Rick, maybe Kenny too, we walked over to the Arena of entertainment and ice hockey.
We banged on a back door and Mike said we didn't have money, will you let us in.
The guard looked around and let us in one by one.
"You got nothing to lose."
And everything to win.
The concert was too loud and in an ice rink the sound is simply not music.
So I sat up in the bleachers as far as possible from the speakers. And put tissue in my ears.
I like kiss more now than then.
But my point is KISS. The word and all it's meanings. The word meaning is clair enough but the acronym can mean two things.
Kings in Satan's Service. And this simply ain't true. Even if there was a real satan. Or Satan is the penis that used to be the god. Which makes a lot of sense now that it's written.
My point is.
Keep it Simple Stupid.
And that you can hear without a doubt when you understand music and Kiss.
Yes they all have each a penis and the rest.
Mostly they are just kids. And their early stuff and later acoustic stuff still gets me.
But not like Maynard.
Peter and I both played trumpet in high school. I was good. Peter was the best. And eventually he got sick of people asking him if he still played the trumpet and didn't for many years.
And Maynard was playing in Toronto. With an afternoon work shop.
So we hitch-hiked to Toronto, which meant we were likely 16.
Our last ride took us to Humber College, having said almost nothing, and wanted to give us a book each.
I said no thanks, Peter took one.
"That's kult shit."
"I know, it's the way you do it."
Around the next corner he tossed it under one of those portable classroom units.
We went in with plenty of time for the work shop. And funniest thing about one of the trumpet Legends was he was so imperfect and adorable.
And even though he played the trumpet fundamentally wrong, he was beautiful.
The concert that night started with the Humber Jazz band. They were already hot. There version of Aquarius still hangs in the closets of my head.
Maynard made everyone a little nervous when he started singing, if I'm not mistaken, 'the Way We Were'. 'Gospel John was the song before on the album. Very pretty.
Detail distraction.
He blew us into the here and now. And it was a trip.
And during the encore, my dad comes in looking a little disturbed.
"Let's go."
The fun police. He drove from London to Toronto without anyone mentioning it to us.
Peter figured we could just steel a car or something. So it must have been 76 or 77. Peter took people's cars sometimes and left them often times back where he took them from.
Which I still find funny.
continued at barbaralba.de
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02:53,
2008-04-03 05:26:55
Description: luke chapter 17 "Work hard. Die well." Life has given us silly mad myopic primates more than any other creatures and we lash out at it in blind rage and assault it with a brutal violence more vis
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01:15,
2008-04-03 05:26:55
Description: luke chapter 16 You can not serve both God and money. Well, the Priests flipped because they loved money. And I love this bit. vs 16: "The law of Moses and the writings of the prophets were in e
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