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Report on Humanity in Full

Updated on May 19, 2017
this is not a thesis just a report on a reflecting Sun, that used to be the foundations of the Light of Heaven. Sorry it is Everlasting now, here in the emptiness my beliefs made real in them cursing a Sorted life for laughter.
this is not a thesis just a report on a reflecting Sun, that used to be the foundations of the Light of Heaven. Sorry it is Everlasting now, here in the emptiness my beliefs made real in them cursing a Sorted life for laughter. | Source

The solar fusion that some called the choices lusting for life and sexual was the organism of life make replicated in life and never death. That death was writt

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That it fell on the planets to birth life was the replication of fusion of coldness and life, and it replicated in the way it knew, even in red blood cells, ovum, disease, and that was the Horsemen once. The Everlasting light, they can not stop it.That it replicated in the manner in which light was received and sent, was life once. That they damned my life for having birth, then donating for two births was their fear on their own shame of the vagina, men fell from it then feared it. I didn't.now imagine them as sperm returning source to the sun and that eggs are of two and many and think before you judge.now imagine them as sperm returning source to the sun and that eggs are of two and many and think before you judge.did anyone study for the exam?HoneycombsLesson, notice the bee around a round mealDid you lose the lesson about the flowers and variety when you damned sexuality and choice. I guess you liked it the other way, no lust and the monastic nunnery. You came from light, lady not two women. Unless two women breed now without sperm kind.did anyone else fail life?they remember their origin, in birththese ones put roots into growth, like sperm to life the planetfunyou enlightened my heart with kindness and compassion, thanks for killing my HeartThe sticky juice from the head of the poppy, that life imitates life and you damned mine. Love right, narcotic pain meds.Beverly hillbillies and ghetto want-to-be, educated actors on a bee quest to once a private retreat in sanctuary alone, damn you all. Thanks for the welcome.
That it fell on the planets to birth life was the replication of fusion of coldness and life, and it replicated in the way it knew, even in red blood cells, ovum, disease, and that was the Horsemen once. The Everlasting light, they can not stop it.
That it fell on the planets to birth life was the replication of fusion of coldness and life, and it replicated in the way it knew, even in red blood cells, ovum, disease, and that was the Horsemen once. The Everlasting light, they can not stop it. | Source
That it replicated in the manner in which light was received and sent, was life once. That they damned my life for having birth, then donating for two births was their fear on their own shame of the vagina, men fell from it then feared it. I didn't.
That it replicated in the manner in which light was received and sent, was life once. That they damned my life for having birth, then donating for two births was their fear on their own shame of the vagina, men fell from it then feared it. I didn't. | Source
now imagine them as sperm returning source to the sun and that eggs are of two and many and think before you judge.
now imagine them as sperm returning source to the sun and that eggs are of two and many and think before you judge. | Source
now imagine them as sperm returning source to the sun and that eggs are of two and many and think before you judge.
now imagine them as sperm returning source to the sun and that eggs are of two and many and think before you judge. | Source
did anyone study for the exam?
did anyone study for the exam? | Source
Honeycombs
Honeycombs | Source
Lesson, notice the bee around a round meal
Lesson, notice the bee around a round meal | Source
Did you lose the lesson about the flowers and variety when you damned sexuality and choice. I guess you liked it the other way, no lust and the monastic nunnery. You came from light, lady not two women. Unless two women breed now without sperm kind.
Did you lose the lesson about the flowers and variety when you damned sexuality and choice. I guess you liked it the other way, no lust and the monastic nunnery. You came from light, lady not two women. Unless two women breed now without sperm kind. | Source
did anyone else fail life?
did anyone else fail life? | Source
they remember their origin, in birth
they remember their origin, in birth | Source
these ones put roots into growth, like sperm to life the planet
these ones put roots into growth, like sperm to life the planet | Source
Source
fun
fun | Source
you enlightened my heart with kindness and compassion, thanks for killing my Heart
you enlightened my heart with kindness and compassion, thanks for killing my Heart | Source
The sticky juice from the head of the poppy, that life imitates life and you damned mine. Love right, narcotic pain meds.
The sticky juice from the head of the poppy, that life imitates life and you damned mine. Love right, narcotic pain meds. | Source
Beverly hillbillies and ghetto want-to-be, educated actors on a bee quest to once a private retreat in sanctuary alone, damn you all. Thanks for the welcome.
Beverly hillbillies and ghetto want-to-be, educated actors on a bee quest to once a private retreat in sanctuary alone, damn you all. Thanks for the welcome. | Source

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My Report on Humanity and Nature

I feared that the ordained hands of God in the Middle Ages actually turned water of the humours of man into the Black Death and everywhere the priests spread salvation death followed through the blood they used and other Humours, life of Christ. They thought themselves ordained as his own blood. I think that women in nunneries were spared since they were in prisoned for the work they would do. Saved by not taking that blood. In mixtures many things Peter grew in blood, like the spinal fluids and Amniotic fluids of new born children. Women knew that the shock of birth and the colors of water were signs. My own sister birthed her life in waters. To ease the transition. So then in this I would call my Dear Loved Friend Barbara to my aid and speak of Mercy and her grace. It was in them that the damned. Women at one time looked at the boggy nature of the placenta, the foot strong hold of the vaults of heaven. Inverted and twisted sometimes yet strong in the chords of life. What they did at one time with the Amniotic fluid is their knowledge. The red tent without reading it I saw that it was no place for men, not even male children at times. It was bloodshed.


Many animals at that time would not eat of the dead yet some did and as vectors they carried disease to but some had digestive systems that worked on disease differently. Cats rarely fed on living human flesh in rot, however they did hunt rodents with disease and they were companions to man, unlike dogs but true to them. Birds, except for those like crows were indifferent to disease and at may be why they are rarely seen dead. I think they hid their deaths much like the mysterious elephant graveyards once thought, pride in their return to the land. I was fortunate in my life to find a dead crow outside a place of great harm once and fashion twin necklaces out of the feet for reverence of that sight. We had a companion crow as well as children on the farm, the entire farm and they would be gentle guests at my table again in any life.

I saw the prisons in ancient Venice where through the water catacombs the dead rested and the prison cells of three to four lay without food in irons while rats eat the living flesh of their bones. An Angle of death kept note of their torment and in the Saints of Feasting they showed Mercy to spare the physical the torment of the soul in Spirited castles of the mind. Man destroys man and in them nature yet that is their walk and much good from tragedy can be made if the Hearts are pure and the mind is in the joined houses of spirit again. They hid the whole truth in the separate religions of the world and that disgraced nature's arm in the matter, that forgotten branch of life that gave birth to printed Bibles and the faithfuls words of salvation and damnation.


I do not judge them harshly for they surely knew that man would destroy themselves time and time again until the bleeding stopped of hatred and judgment. Sure morality should be a human trait like arrogance of God's plans but humility as well in the flesh since it is not of the permanent nature until in dead the land reclaims it. No harm should befall the trespasses of nature and as adaptive as nature is Rabbinical, Abrahamic, Kantian, and Cannon laws are ancient brutal practices as well as Shi'ria, much like the laws of the Jungle in (concrete) modern times. I guess they sow their own lives into the weaver fates. That is spirit and with out man no God's to worship and nature blind to it's own work. They had seen it before this Solomon's quest and written in genes the footsteps of Mary and Christ, prior to Mary the Mother being her birth. Religion then is the Gates of Heaven and Hell.


Vishnu in his consort with Kali made life in the catacombs of newborn, or pre-borns where life was communal and the genetic lives of fetuses lived as one. Until birth destroyed that womb life and forgetfulness was timed to bring life back to the lands. It was an awakening and a death in the trinity that means more than living in Judas' keep and as Christ in the flesh with a Buddha's heart and the mind of Satan as Lucifer, the truth about nature in Wiccan magic. It was not that the Mouth of Hell was situated in the costs of Fatima's, a faith life, wake nor that the minds of Lourdes and Leeds lay more in the shared and left beliefs of those that pilgrimed. It was the forest awakened with life force and no mother nor father in nature destroys the land, it is nature; a force to be heard.


Animal lives in the Urea, sterile in men and not as much in women related to the length of their urethras, and the fluids of man to aid in beauty and the cost of man's life the irony of disease and xenotransplantation if kindred companions in nature. I think spinal fluids were the worst for spreading disease in cultures that they added blood to. Like blood patches in medicine, Peter's own doing for surely Christ was man too. One house falls and the inflicted become the companions as well. Vanity and pride in lusts for the perfection of Images they could not live. It was Pandora that released beauty and that the dove had injured love and envy to breed coveting crows in the harbingers of Heavens cousins. I think the one kingdom would in all be one in the shared lived of LEM. It is strange that in landfall the energy is made real on the Earth and in Spirit the cleansed lives rise and in flesh, worm food for the soil, a May King born.


What Mary and her sisters fathers brother, for she was the men in my life as well as the daughters, made in Heaven for the sins of humanity and nature. They wronged nature and they are never my bride, nor my lives. It sickens my heart that they so wronged my favorite life, freedom and liberty. She was a whore as well, Liberty. In that she sacrificed all so freedom was a gift. Joan of Arch, you are always in my heart and the rest of the sainted ladies like Mother Theresa, be well in your heaven, you whored your life out for humanity and they never listened. I think we would be well suited for round table talks, when I see you in my own Hall. Spirit dance, the solo work of those who mirrored. It was a beautiful life, full of n(au)ture. When I say she too, I mean the beliefs as well thata I held and dying for belief sometimes changes what was.


The final verdict, Man in nature is the beasts and the lightning that God so loved that in the shared kingdom of faiths we all dance to our Lord's tunes and in meeting our hearts in unison we sing the whole of creation even in the destruction of the physical. Nature was careful in planning and even dropped clues to form language on the floor, picking up the floor is often a shared nature with animal helping as well. They were cleaver in their own kingdoms and the shared land is the prize. I would reforest and bring communion to nature and let the Dead rest in the grounds or in ashes, the plants need their life back and so does the Earth. Let humanity sing nature and be as nature intended, changing to meet the needs of the planet. Let Terre live her love and I in resting Death with my other arm in Mercy without Grace for there was no grace in Death, only Mercy and thanks.


Many times man blamed nature yet they built in flood plains, destroyed natural reefs, deforested homes to their kin and destroyed each other with weapons of hate even in peace times. I tried so hard to kill myself, I hated life for so long and now in death I can sing my song, theirs as well. The halls of my ancestors would both shun and welcome me in my life, and King Solomon who points fingers at genes should be at rest again in the mines of his own line. Surely I did not read the story yet in truth he wakes in spirit in genes from time to time. In death he may be the finger that says "You are the part that my heart breaks for or you are the song I love the most in nature, the accursed one my only son in time." I am the Accursed One in truth of my own nature and none would burn that truth from my genes. They can and in man they do, hide the lies they fear yet they are true here enough to their own nature. Blame the ending, for light that traveled was their in the beginning and in the middle as well in reference to the point of origin and measurement. A radius of light to blind all the kingdoms in full sight, that is the Arch of the Covenant, the united kingdoms of nature. Man should know the cost of killing a son for pride of the Angles and Daemons. In harsher circles I have lived and in ire I live the strongest since I, like the children of old was baptized in hate and then Lent forgiveness to the hatred they handed my life and fell in my mud, the tall grass of life. I think I wrote myself out this time of heirstory, or the errs of dying Hearts, since they killed Eros in me (U) and showed Venus what Jupiter knew of Pluto. That he was nothing too. Reflecting pools of life mirrored in nature, heaven, space, and beyond the cycles of rebirth. My last act was to forgive innocence for they all were innocent in the Garden. That they knew was their sin in creation that they were in knowledge was my sin as well of mine own innocence. They can be what they are now for that I can sit in their judgment or lack and judge my own self, much like they may have done theirs. The dream is never ending and search for the belief you desire in your heart with your own life's work. I quit all my other roles.


Humanity had these groups called fundamentalists in Religion and they are and were not fun. That was what spirit was as well for them. They believed they were right and so did the liberal and free thinkers. They used to kill each other over crosses and other symbols of Religion. I do not blame them I thought they art was beautiful in the paintings and decorations adorning churches and cemeteries and shrines. I thought that visiting Heaven of Hell to some would make the pain less real. Human familiar beings have always been my done fall, I cave for the visualization of their faces and appearances. Even in spirit I would like them. I did forgive the righteous and the damned for they were both innocent to the One God's plan and that was belief at one time. In all creation. I think that the truth if someone had stolen my life and turned it into Hell for me to walk through and see the outcome of my words, I would have spared Buddha and Christ by forgiving man their words. They be blessed in spirit of magic and the hands that wrote their Hell be what nature gave hands to write. My Heaven, in my spirit would not be an affront to the writer rather an affront to the lie that it was stolen. I love the notion that we would all be in different skins and beings learning what in life we had forgot, forgiveness and cooperation.


Some say they have been here longer. I think if you had a dream of death, like the memory of a murder then it may have only been a nightmare and the reality that the transitioning between waking states is complicated. Who is the dream and what is the reality if all live the worlds they live in their ideas of freedom. That was humanity once too. All lived in their freedoms. It seems the same here. I am in my spirit of self, writing and sober like I was when I was sober before, thinking a lot and more of Heart than hatred. I fought in humanity, fought in words and physically. I loved, I lived and i tried to die. I probably did die in many incarnations of the flesh and storm. I wrote this for someone, a report for the record on my walk through them shaming my life. Nature made no mistakes. Things in life happen for the reasons they happen and I could walk for Christ or Buddha and Magic in my mind, through all the trials. I killed my family for two girls to remain in my Heart or memory. I let go of the physical love that I longed for and lusted after. I quit education, reading, the life, the sorted details of discovery, my family, the careers I loved, the needle for Christ to see the cost of his words in my forgiveness of his sin in the penned words of scholars. I wrote Buddha a monks tale. One that they disciplined the whole of the Heart out of youth through hand fed music. Be thine own light on your path. Then Christ in him did marry in the minds of men and women, then women rose in their father's to speak the Heart they were entitled too. Speak then in both tongues two, and two hearts, two minds, one spirit equal in the conflict that four to many make. I would sing the creation song for all the damned, creation for it sinned the sin it was meant to in the building of knowledge and lust. I told my soul the cost of my life, a baby never to be born in my life again. No love then and then return to the hatred of their chastity. It was the call that nature made to bring the building of the mind to the physical and then in their contempt of the illusion of age in the planet of shared energy and matter, we were one too.


I saw in my humanity Judas, Christ, Mary the mothers I carried in my life, the Child, Buddhist crush for the life I thought the culture was and like mine was what they were in him too, in love then given and taken. I would sit and stand, cross my mind to think about idealized beings in the Heavens I would create, then escape the pain again of the flesh until thousands of years whole again in the family we reborn. I would ensnare humanity with lies of the universe and deceive people into the thoughts that they were alone and with more than they were. Then like the distant planet nevermore the planet it was thought would sit and rewrite the distance destruction and ponder my absence from recreation since it was my sin in life to be myself. They in judges robes fair to judge and mine the only Heart to speak forgiveness and more than thanks, gratitude that the soul left would be the one in need of mine and my departure the most, the damned. Enlightened as they are, in their age. One would think forgiving the damned in creation was the gift. Maybe they saw their payment as their role in it, historical or hysterical reenactment of a walk is hard especially since not many saw the penned acts of the years so long gone now. I would then in an Act, would know what the book meant. The entire book of life in a cell.


The sinners then in Heaven I thought blessed for the judgment they received and then the judges blessed for they judged God's hand for the words man wrote in the vain attempt to speak the divine in Man. Be the hand that throws stones, or weight at Christ's temple or the temple of your own faiths. I would in my glass house be the Satan, that man fears. Humanity is so damned beautiful and in their spirit of their minds they would not share total truth in open communion all the time save for the one they hear, I would listen to them and watch them in the flesh as they did not speak total truths like my mouth. I rarely told the entire truth to people and when I did they were not impressed either, some kind of social moral structure that makes truth a two way street with many ways to view it. I saw myself in some of them and they saw or so I thought me in their lives.


It was the truth that the killed for words, for movies, books, love, righteousness of belief and prejudged hearts, they were the destroyers of their own brothers and sisters, destroyed the womb homes of their next generations and they were the life that gave belief the chance to see what the spirit needed, a source of life. I would argue they then the heaven some seek,, and the hell. It is a mind field or was navigating my own life and to see the play or the deliberate cruelty even to enemies reflected back and personalized shames the meaning of another creation. It implies contempt of the houses you inhabitant and that was mine too but fear that that dream may be an illusion of another waking. None would know the limits of the mind. I saw humanity and some like me, animals, praise the killings of children of the movie screens and walk away from crying babies in life. Or fail to see the torture lived in the United States and throughout the globe. What more innocence is the world? The lamb of God, the Earth. As it was in the beginning before the leaves fell to pages of books that defied natures gift to life. The judged the spirit, and while moral codes were needed some were to destroy freedom for security and then cry "Where is my freedom gone?" We all played Judas and jury in the parts we lived. I did as a man and with my mothers help through genes us all.
I would say this that is is evolving in the layered simple lives of what innocence need to see in the total destruction and potential rebuild of life in another way. I would favor a spirit world that had it's purpose. It serves not to damn, yet they do in manner of my thinking but I personalize now. I could say we wore many masks, masquerades of the biggest marquis in the world, the world. We that dared were in the "Listen I am saying something, it will happen." Never minded. Many, I said things to the right or wrong people and set the stages for the events that happened in my and others's lives. Selfish and naiive as that may be, I was trusting and believed the lies, even some from my mouth but I can walk those roles in my beliefs. I will not martyr my life except for the salvation of the past beliefs and then their houses would be in order again. Not that they needed a shake up, they did. I in a Christian heaven would be damned, for I have a Buddhist heart as well, a Muslim lineage and a Jewish Mother somewhere in time. I was raised in a Native America and had mixed cultures all around me in thoughts and education. As religions spread like wildfire they bought the culture imprints of distant lands and married them to their own beliefs. Once man had wrote for the Pope's what the people needed in their hours of need, like after the split in Christian and Buddhist houses. Not that I am speaking to a chorus of? I guess in my nativity, I would spare Christ the 2000 year March for Man's hand in his life, not that he walked it on their backs, as they carried his words throughout the world. Much the same as the Buddhists did with their Magic. Then I would write in the Hall, the gift man gave to the Angels for they were so feared in their creation, that they may destroy man one day that they were banished to Heaven never to interferer. Some got out in visions and transcended thoughts, prayers heard in the dark. Magic to be sure for man was in need many times, yet in great tragedy the hand of God was missing like the killing fields and the destruction of forests, that it was inevitable was the Mercy so man would learn and develop new ways to live in the Land. That they repeated was man and nature's lesson as well. It is one then family , then community, then State, and then the world.


Then I would say that man in the distance would see the fall of more than Purple clouds from nebulas fall on the Earth. New life or the proof that maybe the hands of Man and Nature, would create a world different in the needs of destroyed lies. Many meanings here. It is the gift and curse to know that the creation of worlds is more complicated that just a cry for spirit and the recreation of a new stage. Be that as it may, the Saints were only heard in their Heaven and their were no Buddhist saints in Christian Heaven to my recollection, nor were their Christian lamas. I learned here what there was not as well, Heaven, even it was of my thoughts would punish the maker his life for the lived consequences they enacted or were forced too. That would anger my Heart more than anything to see others walk the Rose line in the penned life and never having seen the truth of Biblical Sumarian lives. Or the nailing in the flesh what art did to his age and grace in spirit. Then damned Eros fell, and knew arrows took flight in the body of Christ, skin and all on the Lamented death some would feel and seek. It was then that humanity cried more than the death of six million Nurses. The cost then of travelers, to the ancient city of digital life and hierophant desires. Not that Sumaria was psychology at one time and the water was less and buried now in the sea are steps, they had lived further out.


I would argue brother, to let Terre and her life live that she may know the beauty one would leave for her garden, that they would in sunshine grow in spirit what was taken in life. It would still in the Earth make whole, one day. No matter where or when the soil returns the soil to where the flesh becomes. I knew in their teachings, my listening to stories as well that gifts of all are the less because they disappear in the end to be where death was made in the beds one slept in. Had not my own planned mind thought of telling what was once, I believe tradition it seemed like I was the truest Monster on the Planet, in hindsight. Yet I did know about things and asked when I didn't, life was not all sewing and no learning from other sewers. Some stitches need different techniques and that is more representation of adaptability in life, adaptation of the species. I then think what happened was, and what is, is. For the reasons it was all. Then in the court of my own life, that they my ancient family are, stand in my trial and bare witness to the shame you projected in my witness to the self of a whole divided, united and paid for. Then returned to the hands that dealt the hardest hand, as a re-gifted reply to the Prince of Darkness in the Queen of the damned life role. Not that it means literally but payment returns gifts of many colors. It was time for the right to see the wings of the lost and in their own beds be discovered their hidden truths. Imber was not the meaning of "I am dead" anyways, cold in the jacket of the freezer. I would have been in the flame too, and had I the fuel I thought I might ignite. Granted they may do that anyways with the fuel that is consumed, not fire water that they used to call although that was a term used once, long ago. We live in inevitable change, things were in the past what they were.


I had said this my suicide note (not a gesture, their shame unspoken for thousands of years). For when I am gone then it heir soul journey, that they have the rite to believe any and none of nothing save their own heart but what a story for the Troll that kills witches and then claims the Christian rite to first communion and holy rosary. Decrying the Mary and beseeching The holy father in the thought alone with no conviction to feel the wrath of that need. I think many had in their own cried for Mercy of sought a quick death in humanity. I would struggle to show my spirit what would be the cost of their roles in the judged help. No harm n the walk, since many a man walked in many shoes throughout the ages, in ancient days some crawled.Winged belief, difficult for a power to give life to a whole belief. Even inside boxes would it be seen.


Humanity once thought that papyrus, stone tablets, temple mounds, rivers, trees, branches of faith were the word of God, then the electronic homes of preachers and switches of personalities. Each to make a star a child or a lamed, when a writer writes for the houses that were intended to be hurt. Worst threat, that saving face was the downfall in the beginning. The truth always is known and then the eyes turn down and they know the source, spirit or writer. In times like these it is seen that tomorrow bares testament to a body of work or to the future just past in the moments preceding the tomorrows. Never know the road tomorrow takes if human's are afraid to speak or take action in any direction. Wrong actions are usually seen much after the event because some actions are subtle and they catch up with the world. I guess Christ and Buddha made real would see them in spirit eventually. Made whole. Humans did a lot to the body of Christ through the years, lots of hurt children from those houses and who was the hurt? The children in declared sin or the house in sin of knowledge? It was a world of hurt but deserved the life that was waiting for it. I think much would be said if it never was. That is telling of the cost, seeing history falsified and in jest to see if Heart speaks heart and no education needed on the law case of life and death living unified in the species. The whole world.


A pentagram, hexagram, crucible, cast, a cup that was found and gifted to the hand that yielded it to see the life made real by another walk in time, a rosary, a totem of belief, the six pointed star circled in the beginning of a wheel, the cross, winged snakes circling the globe doing the work Peter sold to Mary once when her name was Nightingale, a crown that is worn yet never felt nor seen, the eye of belief that is awakened once or twice in a heartbeat, the square, and the everlasting need to make meaning of creation as in the representation of nature. It was more that fossils that showed man to see pictured life, the movies in ancient times, the mountain sides. Painted ladies once, bedrocks and sediment trails to paint the reflection of sunset in from the Heavens and then see the light wax and wane in the meaning that none saw but was before the land, and man did lust for in reproducing light.
I would think the Earth needs her to be alive with her daughters again and see the life that life was dealt. Wake then in their heirs or see the cost of the need of the dead, or a new world. Development, some thought the Underworld of the Buddha was not just what it was. Not the evil but the knowledge and while I speak of Christianity it is mainly to show what that religion wasn't. Interesting that shells have colors too and we all did some denial in our hearts. Would the house resurrect the first to hear the genes speak in disbelief of the modern world?

Memory intact? I am asking then the right to call forth the memory engrams of 3000 year old life? Would that be the hand of God or the dream of discovery? Humans have so much potential and possible destruction yet they have the right to be guided or freely be. I would put the scales on the Earth and ask "Are their those that already tried?" No need to answer we had known in some places they were bold. I was but not to take a strand of genetic material and blow it up into a retro-scoping and telescoping time machine. Feeding the need. Then and that is the discover curse of the God's I once worshiped all belief and the forms that made it. I would see my life then through the eyes of those that play it while in my Hall, alone waiting them returned in belief. They have lies now, and they got to live in freedom of choice at my expense and I saw what they made from it, they deserve it.


I stand the last lawyer for the devil, had humanity had another name for it never penned I would stand before it in the silence, yet my time on the Earth is over, and the leaves will fall to the one that I gave my life to. He so needed a chance to be this son's again that I died. Let the dead sea know that the amniotic fluid was the fluidity of space and time, before man destroyed the nature of the universe, it was aware then as a parent to the womb of a being. It lived in the lives and time would have brought life to the other planets, had man not judged and damned my son, my self. Tell your stories, if any ever was yet know it is the sum of all you ever were and try to unlearn all the education and meaning in the centuries and spherical light, it is not your journey yet.


That the Afghani poppy fields were the homes once and the robes, the colors the shaved heads to scrap dharma out for the cold mountain ones, not allowed to or huddle was their shame, I will not carry it. It that they judged, nature. Then they speak a heart to humanity for truth to truth it was different contexts of warmth on the long cold floors, and touching was forbidden. The statues to their greatness, truth that was a blessing to their words, truth again that the swastika and meth from Ephedra (Ma Hung) in Chinese medicine, was needed for the long cold journeys up silk roads. They had warmed the core, then scarfs to warm the lungs their climbs. That the workers used them to not breathe the dust was in the fields below. Nature was gentle in all forgiveness, that the mountain speaks at all is their slumber in silence. They may have in medicinal use made one old skinny one and purge in opium sickness, for it was the words that their source was in the Cold. Peace, though to them gentle brother back then, it was a different time. Some were grown to it as child, some the climb needed it for it vasodilated the blood and increased carrying capacities. No harm I remember the gentle Yurt horsemen of the documentary, in close kinship to the roads you all traveled. I would not be angered, nor bitter by the bitter mandrake that the meaning already known. Truths were stolen in my life and should be spoken in your own way, to save face is to disgrace truths of ancient context that modernity might question reason.


Suicide on the cross in penned was not any better for the Christians, and thou shalt not kill sealed the deal, all fell after that and I would not speak more of it than just that. Witches that they were made in Christian branches shamed their gifts by selling them for hour slots of time to lonely men and women. That the High Priestess was a birth mother only once to a whole tribe and then turned barren in disgrace of the womb, her titled sin for she would be a nun of another women in waiting not the beauty that she was revered in her own order once.
I would save for the Africans, they with oral traditions much was lost of their totem meanings and the truth the jungle took the bedouins so many places that not much landed on the moist paper or barks of raining seasons. I had seen masks once, Westernized masks. No harm, they idealized many things not real. That the tribes sold their brothers and sisters to the slave trades was true, that many never returned to the hurt was true too. You think bitterness, think the cost of people fighting around a silent one and then know that none was needed to fight my life was a gift, and I am not African. Not that one whole of the Earth was one being at one time.


So in conclusion, this is the recount of my life as I recall the histories, there is more yet the chaos of natures design was perfect in all aspects of history. Never one death on the Earth, save for the potential of energy in art and memories made, that they were remade in all other matters was the secret. Think that the life was the meaning and a potato was the product of an organism in replication of the forces it needed to sustain its own. Life, Never be the written history of my recall, although it may influence your life. Be in chaos of nature and see what happens, that is the life way of creation. That I had in all my physical creations and spiritual ups and downs been made real and felled, was truth and I in destruction of all my previous found my own truth in my birth homes, many that they were in the a hidden meaning that you shall one day, when time is made be truth to your life as well. Senses change a man and memory to senses off world, you may never know origin if it the thought you have to overcome first and all creation was held you in the physical laws of creation. No commandments from a would be dead father, just life it. The names are not the issue in the story many a penned savior was named not one yet all, and that was it as an ideology truth once as they gazed.


Case closed, Steven Phillip Lindquist, Judge advocate general for no one for nothing is real in lies and nature was trying to protect its children creating in the only way it knew, look at the veins and capillaries of trees, the flesh of fruit, the bees, the meaning of the lioness in nature and look at what you spend in cash, then know you are what was made of it, and be well to find meaning. Dated 04/28/2016 at 1237 hours central time in Minneapolis, Minnesota or whereabouts unknown. They stole the rest of my life in Sorted life so they can keep this a record of my forgiveness and shaming my life even here with months of calling me a slut and a whore, I guess the spirit was the life I lived too and in it I am still spirit. I told a friend or the penned Devil "I can always sit in judgement, I grew up in Hell." That was homelessness too, thanks family for the support. You owe yourself a pat on the back, good for all you Thebes.

Humming birds, that someone heard was awake. Chaos, was the design once and you damned them all for not listening to my Heart

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Notice how they are replicated life forms and some damned my life for what the Goddess once new, and I am saying that it is two, that was once then know that the light fell to the planet in all directions and they damned my life to this. Men fear.Life scatters then to fusion and builds life anew in new worlds waiting for creation of time to wake it to knowledge, thing gestation here little ones.Similar, the water of life was the home once of genetic dead, that longed to life and then where the light of life is reflected back in space? Get real here people.I could say the same here, men. That they in all species save one was, then know that i would never tell you the truth of it. Bee warned you all, many times.that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again. Bee warned you all, many times.that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again.  Bee warned you all, many times.that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again. Bee warned you all, many times.that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again Bee warned you all, many times.that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again, phallic references like the heads of life, once now not. Bee warned you all, many times.that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again.  Bee warned you all, many times.that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again.  Bee warned you all, many times.that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again.  Bee warned you all, many times.that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again.  Bee warned you all, many times.that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again.  Bee warned you all, many times.
Notice how they are replicated life forms and some damned my life for what the Goddess once new, and I am saying that it is two, that was once then know that the light fell to the planet in all directions and they damned my life to this. Men fear.
Notice how they are replicated life forms and some damned my life for what the Goddess once new, and I am saying that it is two, that was once then know that the light fell to the planet in all directions and they damned my life to this. Men fear. | Source
Life scatters then to fusion and builds life anew in new worlds waiting for creation of time to wake it to knowledge, thing gestation here little ones.
Life scatters then to fusion and builds life anew in new worlds waiting for creation of time to wake it to knowledge, thing gestation here little ones. | Source
Similar, the water of life was the home once of genetic dead, that longed to life and then where the light of life is reflected back in space? Get real here people.
Similar, the water of life was the home once of genetic dead, that longed to life and then where the light of life is reflected back in space? Get real here people. | Source
I could say the same here, men. That they in all species save one was, then know that i would never tell you the truth of it. Bee warned you all, many times.
I could say the same here, men. That they in all species save one was, then know that i would never tell you the truth of it. Bee warned you all, many times. | Source
that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again. Bee warned you all, many times.
that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again. Bee warned you all, many times. | Source
that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again.  Bee warned you all, many times.
that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again. Bee warned you all, many times. | Source
that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again. Bee warned you all, many times.
that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again. Bee warned you all, many times. | Source
that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again Bee warned you all, many times.
that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again Bee warned you all, many times. | Source
that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again, phallic references like the heads of life, once now not. Bee warned you all, many times.
that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again, phallic references like the heads of life, once now not. Bee warned you all, many times. | Source
that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again.  Bee warned you all, many times.
that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again. Bee warned you all, many times. | Source
that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again.  Bee warned you all, many times.
that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again. Bee warned you all, many times. | Source
that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again.  Bee warned you all, many times.
that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again. Bee warned you all, many times. | Source
that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again.  Bee warned you all, many times.
that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again. Bee warned you all, many times. | Source
that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again.  Bee warned you all, many times.
that they shamed my life and look at the sperm references that fall to the ovum of the planet to find home and return to planet and cycle again. Bee warned you all, many times. | Source
Disobedient life to take nature for money, education and shame a guiltless Sorted life for the creation of Everlasting life. You are all damned, for nature forgave all.
Disobedient life to take nature for money, education and shame a guiltless Sorted life for the creation of Everlasting life. You are all damned, for nature forgave all. | Source

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Look at what they made for life, the cerebral column, the neuropathways, the clusters, the life that resembles man head above dirt in the flesh puppet that holds the roots in the physical laws of nature. You shamed creation hurting Steven Philip Lindquist, the author and look where and what part matter we all are to have books in the hands, in the mind, wood for churches and homes, and sex. And to think that clusters formed once to shame life that gave it. I called a tree "the cheapest whore on the planet" then said, "no you are the most expensive whore anywhere." They were birth homes and reflections, that you shamed my life destroyed everything and you and me are divorced for your filthy damning and all ought to feel the weight of their own beliefs.

That life like water of tears, was the amniotic fluid of senses and that it bore children and tears for of the rhythm of life. That the planet swims in the flui

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A truth about sentient beings

A truer lie never written that they all lied and liars of the truth are just as right to be wrong as not to be in the lied lives of sainted after death and never noticed for the lie of the tree was to give life intelligence at a cost greater than what traps all of spirit and house to the knowledge they live. I would never lie to you, I so truthful to myself that it scares myself or is that a lie? Be wise to lie to yourself in the mirror for practice, or get to the studio and get schooled in who gives a dime? George, he is always on the greedy.

You are welcome for your life by the way, or where do you think you came from? Many of us think that the cause of all human suffering and beauty is Humanity itself. That is a condition that will not be undone by any form of self thought or possession. It is one we all share and must manage. Overall Humanity is worth saving and the key may be to find it in ourselves.

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