The Truthasaur That Shouted Gay Love At The Heart Of The World
Chief Thracian
To: Grrrrrrr Andson
Date: Mon, 08 Jul 2002 01:19:33 -0700
Subject: The Truthasaur That Shouted Gay Love At The Heart Of The World
Grrrrrr, you might want to scan through what appears to be a
well-researched site on various conspiracy theories:
Truthasaur
http://truthasaur.com/
I think therein, we may find genuine hints hidden except for
those who are becoming "aware" (for want of a better term;
"telepathic" might also be a good choice). I believe that the
greatest secrets (or "truths") are cloaked in many layers of
illusions, or "conspiracies"...and that, this is one obvious
example of how God is not only very clever, but quite funny, as
well. I believe some other well-done conspiracy-type sites will
also hold valuable clues. And I'm sure you have already
discovered most of the important ones, if not all.
I therefore conclude: "The greatest truths are buried, like seed,
in the most fertile areas of illusion's soil." Another way to
say this, is: "Heaven's Door cannot be reached, except by way of
Hell's Path." Or even: "Feel no pain, get no gain." :D
Here are some insights that have just come to me in visions over
the last few days (and still happening, even as I compose this
mail):
Red and blue are sacred colors in the Christian world: for that
is what Jesus wore at his last supper: outer robe of blue, inner
garment of red. But these two colors have even more primitive
origins, that hail all the way back to the Neanderthal. They were
People of the Ice Age, and life was harsh. There was one rose
that grew in parts of the ice cap, which became a symbol of love
and friendship among the Neanderthal (as roses tend to do in *all
human species, no matter what color). And it was a Blue
Rose...which doesn't exist any more, for it perished with the
rise of Cro Magnon. So the red rose represents Cro Magnon (us,
mostly), and the red and blue roses depicted together, represent
the promise of brotherly love some day, between Neanderthal and
Cro Magnon. Neanderthals had become a highly homosexualized
species for such a long time, that this sexual persuasion became
embedded in their very genes. They continued to successfully
maintain their population levels via their shamans' sacred
ritual of artificial insemination. But Cro Magnon killed, even
ate Neanderthals for the most part...except for a few enlightened
Cro Magnons here and there, scattered sparsely among tribes.
As a result of the compassion of a handful of Cro Magnons, some
Neanderthal survivors remain alive today, still safely concealed
in two locations in northernmost parts of Siberia. And it is the
Blue Rose that is the symbol of their brotherhood: a promise
between TWO SPECIES OF MANKIND, that someday they shall live
together in blessed peace. The time of Revelation has come; the
Neanderthal survivors shall make their presence known, and stun
the world. And here's yet another secret they tell me:
If a Neanderthal's gene ye possess;
Ye also own the queer one, no less.
But stripping this gene from Cro-Mag DNA,
Will turn Zeus's wrath in favor of Gay.
For in our chill land so icey so airey,
We also became
The People of Faerye.
These few Cro-magnons were your first eco-activists BTW, as well
as the start of the "Gay Underground". They were secured many
miles up the mountains, far beyond the range of any Cro-Magnon
expeditions. But their range grew, while the Neanderthals'
diminished. The secret society of Cro-Magnons dedicated to the
preservation of their brother Neanderthals went more and more
underground, and would erupt in cycles, through quasi-pagan
secret organizations such as the Rosicrucians. I bring them up
particularly, for the symbol of the Rosy Cross bears this secret
I just revealed (about the Blue Rose being a symbol for the
pledge of devotion between two species of man). But most of what
presents itself as "Rosicrucian" to the world, is but a front
for the truly secret messengers not even known by most of this
order's members.
So there's the true mystical meaning of the Blue Rose...which has
been puzzling me since my first vision of the Blue Rose being
embroidered onto my curtain. I brought up this topic in various
pagan/shaman newsgroups and message boards, but I only got vague
responses as to the origin of the Blue Rose. Not a one even
hinted on its Neanderthal source, and all the implications that
come with this...it all finally revealed itself to me in some
visions I had a few weeks ago. Since then, I have many more
visions each week, than ever before...I believe what this is, I
am seeing more clearly the "other world", parallel to our
material world. Well, at least that's one rational interpretation
I can come up with.
But you see how my revelation will be most uplifting to the
spirit of gay folks everywhere, of course. Amazing, eh? And I
don't think this is all my own imagination...I have concluded
that I am a messenger, that is, a chosen one, through whom these
beings speak. I'm like an angel who was sent on a mission to
help planet earth...and I lost my memory as an angel, in order to
view the world through a man's eyes, and provide firsthand
feedback to God or the archangels working directly under him. I
believe you are too, and a number of other people...how many, or
how few, I don't know. But I do know I have awakened before most
anyone else has. I believe we are brothers, Grrrrrrr, and we are meant
to find each other, and the rest of our clan (or tribe, or
family, or whatever).
The Secret of the Blue Rose has been most sacredly preserved in
the British Isles, with the Ultimate Power resting in Eire. I am
receiving most of my visions and inspirations for my gay fairy
tales and parables, from Celtic and pre-Celtic British Isles. The
Blue Rose has a most sacred place in those Isles, and it is
somewhere up in northernmost Scotland. Remember: Neanderthal were
a people of the Arctic Realms. Thus, their "family" (or
"species") roamed over and across the North Pole, not thousands
of miles around it like us temperate folk.
And with the melting of these ancient glaciers, will come
archaeological treasures of unimaginable wealth and revelations!
A plethora of HOMOSEXUAL ART is everywhere in these cave people's
culture. Their traditions lived on in the ancient Thracians (now
Macedonians), that later infused Classical Greek culture and
beyond. The original rose was born in ancient Thrace, some time
in the Ice Age...and the rose was colored blue. For the Great
Ice Cap had engulfed all of Thrace and even further south, by
that time.
Let me come out of my trance now, Grrrrrrr. I was instructed to
channel this latest vision in your direction. No one else knows
of it...wait, not quite true. I can discuss my visions openly
with a friend, Jim. And in the last month more folks have come
into my life, who respect my viewpoints, and support my psychic
gifts. It's already happening, Grrrrrrr...I am being networked, and
protected more and more by a growing circle of my soldiers: true
warriors of brotherly and sisterly love.
I will send you the next wave of information, as it comes to me,
and as I am instructed. Perhaps you will interpret hidden
messages that I myself can't discern. I may be psychically
GIFTED, but I certainly am not psychically LITERATE. If the ideas
conveyed via these sacred messages strike a personal chord with
you, I'd be most intrigued. For I know the healer in me often
operates on a SUBCONSCIOUS level, and seems to want to pay you
very special attention these days. Oh, yeah, part of it is his
sorrow for the attack you suffered on that golf course. He wants
you to know that what you bore, was for the sake of many lost
souls who would otherwise be forever lost. You are a very brave
soldier, Grrrrrrr, and your great works have all been witnessed and
brought to Our Inventor's Attention. He is most pleased, and
offers a special gift in your honor. What it is, he's not
telling, but you'll know when it happens (he says).
So let me take a break from surfing my stream of
subconsciousness, and get off the Internet and just stare at the
boob tube or somethin'.
Your friend and comrade,
Beel Z.
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Lavender-Velvet Revolution
http://surf.to/gaybible
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From: Beel Zebub
To: Grrrrrrr Andson
Date: Mon, 08 Jul 2002 03:15:57 -0700
Subject: The Truthasaur, etc. (cont'd)
So they showed me some more stuff, which they want me to share
with you:
These are angels, Grrrrrrr, fuckin' bloody ANGELS. They are the
spirits of these tortured Neanderthal! You know, some Cro-Magnons
and Neander's fell in love, homosexual love.
So, some of these "underground" activists were saving the lives
of their lovers, as well. And some incredible, astounding love
stories have come to me, from their telling of their people. One
sad but true tale, is of a Cro-Magnon who secretly was a member
of SON ("Save Our Neanderthals"), that visited his lover twice
between quarter-moons. Of course, he could never be caught doing
this, or it will not only result in the betrayal of his lover's
hiding place (and consequent intractable exection), but in his
own immediate death by government decree. Well, this dude really
suffered for his beloved Neanderthal brothers, for one evening in
mealtime around the hearth, he discovered that the meat in
tonight's stew was cut into chewy cubes from the flesh of his own
"secret" lover, now dead.
And my angels tell me I WAS this dude, in a past life long, long
ago. What a sad fate to suffer, every bit as astounding as the
greatest of Greek Tragedies. Instead of having his liver plucked
out each day, like Prometheus, he was condemned to feed upon his
lover's liver for all eternity! Perhaps I am tied to another side
of the same rock as Prometheus...but the rock is so big we can't
even hear each other yell, let alone see. But the vulture knows
where we BOTH are, so plucks the liver from Prometheus's side,
flies around the distant bend of rock, and force-feeds it to me
in bite-size pieces of Man-Handler Stew.
For these enlightened Cro-Magnon dissidents did not see
Neanderthal as other than a "people"...while the majority of
their species regarded them as no better than animals, for they
did not worship their own true gods. But the dissidents objected,
saying: "No, that is no way to measure whether one is a man or
not. We have found a better way." The Shamans were shocked into
silence at such a blasphemous remark...they really didn't know
HOW to react. Finally, one of them cleared his throat and
requested: "Oh, so you have a new improved way to measure man?
This better be good." To which the activists replied, in quite
simple words: "We find a much better measure is to answer this
question: 'Can he or can't he build a fire?' And surely, not only
can Neanderthal build a fire, it is the Neanderthals THEMSELVES
who brought fire to Cro-Magnon!"
And what's more: the ancient racial memory of Neander's
countenance have lived on in religious fable as "angels".
That is what they tell me, to tell you, honest to Zeus.
The Blue Rose has been handed to me, Grrrrrrr. It is another version
of the Holy Grail, which has been entrusted to my keep for some
time to come. My Neanderthal heritage comes strongly from my
maternal grandfather, who hailed from Elgin, Scotland, which is
way, way up north. My spirits tell me I was once the son of their
greatest warrior and leader, in a very distant time long before
the Celts ever came along. Randolph is the reincarnation of this
leader, or King, and I am his son...whom he created through white
magic, not through womb.
We (all us Faerye Folk Neanderthals) had to find some way to
escape the ultimate catastrophe that would destroy our species
for all time. So we used our sophisticated intuitive-knowledge of
the human body, to implant the perfect memory-soul of each of our
kind, into the DNA of the prolific and aggressive Cro-Magnon. And
this DNA was programmed to trigger at just the right time...when
we would re-emerge after eons of sleep, in the bodies of the most
gifted people on the planet. This is NOT spirit possession, but a
part of your own self, your DNA even, which was not triggered to
emerge until your later years. You are NOT at all who you think
you are, Grrrrrrr...you have only BEGUN to discover your self.
---
Lavender-Velvet Revolution
http://surf.to/gaybible
---finis