"That's not me! That's not me!"

[Jod Da'ath]

Hahaha. Shut up. Yes it is.

So now, let's be honest. A show of hands please. How many people at
one time or another have wished that they were never born. Honesty is
the best policy. And the fact that you will certainly die is as true
as the fact that you were certainly born. The 'spirit' of every mind
is a world of its own. Every 'spirit' is going to Edmonton. Not every
'soul' is going to Winnipeg.

So really death is not a threat when one realizes that it happens and
it is justice.

But that is the problem with those that protest isn't it? Those that
try to extend their lives. You are innocent. I do not understand. You
are going to heaven to be a great King or Queen with servants and
feasts and riches. Your every word obeyed!... Who could resist? why do
you tarry? have you ever bought yourself a present? Suicide.

So again, as I have said where there are two, the truth exists. Thus
between the Self and the Ego, two things, the truth exists. Between
these two, you know you are not innocent. You know that you have taken
actions, made plans, lied to sway opinion based on the power of
position. You know you are a victim of your own intentions. That is
why you resist Me.

Do you not remember? It is all here on the net to remind you. Remember
how I said this is the work of my own creation? I will share it with
you if you allow my family to be free from attack? Protect the family.
Remember how I begged and pleaded. How I surrendered? Asked for mercy?
Said take this cup from Me? Do you remember the effect it had on you?
Did you smell blood? Did you not plan, conspire and attack? Did you
not gain? I learned that one from none other than the great Hulk
Hogan!

Yeah well, if you remember (if you don't open the deja time capsual
and see for yourself), I said I was "half-time". A prediction. The
game has two halves. Did you not celebrate when the great evil Tim was
ripped from his family and exciled into a life of running? But that
was only the first half of the game! And now we are on the field for
the second half. The difference? Don't you know? The score after both
halves played is the final one. It does not change. It is recorded in
history for all time. Are you on the losing team? taht will be
remembered to... only this is a 'like' not an is. Life is not a game.
Life's loses are deadly, torturous... painful.

Hey isn't that the guy that fucked over Jesus! And where am I not?

Half time? That was just to make you let down your guard, lose your
momentum and make you indolent, over confident and get a little too
fancy to show off for the crowd... and thus, increasing the
opportunity of error. I learned that one from the time I went to the
track in Edmonton with Dale and her friends.

Dale's friends had a horse racing that day. I made a bet on a race
that if I had won would have paid for the day's food and drinks with
enough to party the night away. The horse came round and in a tight
race, right on the money, those stallions hit the line and wham! I
jumped up and shouted to the whole gallery, rooting and yelling at the
major strike of gold... unfortunately, the race had another lap to go.
And my horses ended up walking shovelling up the shit from the rest of
the pack.

So did anyone see what happened today with the weather? Well, it is
only for those that watch the magician. You see my apartment is like
an easy bake oven and the heat of the last few days has made it near
impossible to get comfortable. And the forecast for yesterday was 36
with humidex. The peak. From there it would remian clear and hot then
drop until Thursday 18 and rain. Checking the weather station you
would have seen that, even that morning, satellite radar showed that
there were no clouds in the area....

My mom should a little mercy and allowed me to stay over last night in
the air conditioning. A chance for my body core to cool off. And,
strangely enough, this morning, the heat held within my body released,
my Body significantly cooler, condensation... I was out having a
coffee with Mom when, from the west (water) clouds came rolling in and
cooled the area... just like what was happening inside of Me.

Now why do you think I need a girlfriend? And whose benefit is it that
I have one? If you think this is some kind of a trick how easy has it
been to get me one? And certainly, if I tried, I could get one on my
own. What do I want? I already had that and you took it in exchange
for your soul. I mean a part of that deal is that you get what you
desire isn't it? And did you not get that? And was it not from me? And
did I not help?

I mean line up old posts with Cranbrook. I did not talk about my wife
until, of course her double life created internal changes in her that
she simply could not hide. Did I not help you to win her mind and to
keep her? Did I not ensure, through various devilish devices, making
all your lies and accusations as real as possible, that you got your
deal?

And did you not take it? I dare say this is not like TV. too many
movies I think. Poisioned your mind of what is real and who you are. i
do not need a signature or even a single drop of blood. And like the
manager in the movie 1408, I did everything to tell you not to, but
you did... afterall, you are the one! the one sent to banish God! The
great and mighty Messiah, prophesied through all these ages. We have
been waiting for you great Lord and Master!

When your conscience kicked in and you got scared then told people
that I was threatening you did I not obliege? And when I was accused
of being a theft did I not act guilty? When you took away my rights or
trial by judge by instigating a false diagnosis.. did I not act the
part? Did I not make lemon ade from the lemons and crazy from the
mental illness?

Can you take the golden from the sun? In the Tao Te Ching, I think, I
hope, it says that you can not take the work from the one who does the
work. You can not take noblity from the noble. You can not take the
credit for an action... although others may take it from you, it is
yours. What is, is. It is the fact that you fear this can be
accomplished that you fight and wrangle.

Like all the work i did for that girl two yeasr ago. I did the work. I
moved her in. I set up the furniture. I protected her rest. I looked
after the cat. I made the coffee in the morning. And then the
magicians came along and changed the context of what I was doing.
Then, thus hallucianting, I was removed. And for a while, the illusion
stuck. I knew somethign was wrong when I walked past the three when
they stood outside of the Q-Room, and she blurted out "What is he
doing here. Why are you waving at him."... of course the wave was one
of pride and ego, a rubbing my nose in someone else's pee.

And now, after the second half of the game, the score final. She sees.
In the second half of the game suddenly she was not safe. Had no time
to heal. The cat became problem. The bathrooms were not up to the
Princess standard. She lost her job because no one protected her rest.
She was forced to move again with likely as much help as before... and
again.

But for that time... oh that time... PARTY!!!... fortunately, that is
a small example and in time, no harm done. Certainly not the kind of
activity that deserves death... and yet, there was a death of sorts
was their not? And let me ask you, Mr. Nothing is Forever, I can take
it... can she go back? Can she make amends? And what is the
'intention' behind making amends? Thus, I say forgiveness is a game of
ego. There is no forgiveness.

It is better not to do anything that may require forgiveness.

Is that not the Way?

Cheers!
jen