The Holy Libel

Divinely inspired writings and gatherings from inside of my mind minced with the Holy Internets of now and then.

Introduction to Volume 2 – Temporal Thoughts

      Today is a shadow of yesterday.  Today is going to be a shadow of tomorrow.  Tomorrow will be the shadow of the day after that.  Yesterday is  result of the day before then.  Today is a result of yesterday.  Tomorrow will be the result of today.  All we have is NOW!  The most fleeting of all increments of time.  As soon as you say , “It’s 1 o’clock!,” its 1 and some seconds after by then.  I can write now and it not have always been in the past.

     And now you know! And now is all there is, and will ever be!  The past is gone and the future isn’t here so remember that and live that way.  Make every moment count-stop wasting time now!

 

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Chapter 9

And so it is still going on I guess it never started it was and is and always will be, we just jump in it and take out pieces as we see fit.  It’s always going by , like rushing water a never ending train of thought that just envelopes everything and is everything and tries to make sense of the senseless but I digress.  There it is and then there it isn’t, it is hard to decide what to type and what to delete.  What if the best part is in the backspace?  So easy to edit and go back, there was a time when things didn’t have to be so simple yet they were.  A man once said “give me that piece of pie, I am hungry and I enjoy pie.”  That wasn’t very important but it had to be said, or rather typed.  If you are reading this then you can read and reading is fun.   If you can’t read this than I guess I shouldn’t address you.  If it is read as words in the english language then it may not be so important.  But it might be if translated to the actual meaning behind the words.  The words are here just to mark a space in time, this is not the actual message.  There is a deeper more implicit meaning that it has.  That’s what you are feeling right now.  That shortness of breath and hyperventilation when you’re excited because you understand.  So now on with the words, ha, words are funny and sometimes barren and sometimes oblivious to themselves.  Is that what I mean?  Am I watching a movie or is the movie watching me?  I am going to fly in the direction 

Verse 5

There were two of them, a tall one and a short one.  The tall one is named Jim and the short one Bob.  Not so much that he is short as Jim is tall.  The two begin walking down into a garden filled with all the colors you could think of.  Deep reds, bright blues, sparkling yellows and violet hues.  They continued on until they came to a beautiful palace made of marble.  They went inside and met a man on a throne.  He said, “Welcome, I’m glad you have arrived.  Now what I am giving you has the ability to alter your state of consciousness to any state you desire.  A  completely customizable experience.  You can adjust the onset, duration, effects, and consequences.”  He showed them through a door and down a hall into a lab.  In the lab was an operating table and a blue towel with two microchips laying on them.  The man said “Who’s first?” Jim, the tall one, nodded and said,”I’ll go first.”  He laid down on the operating table and the man gives him a mixture of tiletamine and zolazepam and he is quickly anesthetized.  The man surgically implants the microchip device into Jim’s brain with ease. He is a good surgeon.  Now it’s Bob’s turn.  He hops up on the table and the man goes to work.  After he is finished with both of them he sits them down and shows them the software which they will use to program their chips.  It’s called Somantics and is quite easy to use and adjust to their liking.  So now Bob and Jim are all set up and the man lets them go into his meditation room where it is lined with blue puffy pillow couches that are so comfortable that you forget you’re laying on anything.  Jim sets his Somantics up.  First he chooses the body feel, sets it to warm and tingly.  He wants dopamine and noradrenaline rushes to get his brain into high gear.  Then he sets the psychedelic visuals to bright overlaid patterns of intricate faces and ever-changing lights.  Then the state of mind.  He decides he wants to go deep into himself so he chooses introspection and self exploration.  

The Holy Libel – Act 1 Scene 67

The Holy Libel

Divinely inspired writings and gatherings from inside of my mind minced with the Holy Internets of now and then.

By everyone, for everyone.

Act 1 Scene 67

From 1989 to 2000, Primus steadily became one of the most bizarre bands to gain significant mainstream airplay, headlining Lollapalooza in 1993, appearing on Late Show with David Letterman and Late Night with Conan O’Brien in 1995, and even making an appearance at Woodstock ’94 where they performed their Pork Soda hit “My Name Is Mud” and were pelted with mud of Christ, his historical and bodily existence, and thus above all the human form of Jesus, was altogether mere semblance without any true reality.” Broadly it is taken as the belief that Jesus only seemed to be human, and that his physical body was a phantasm.

The gunner tracks the target visually, until the missile locks onto the target, indicating this with both a flashing light and an audio tone. The gunner then provides target lead and depresses the trigger all the way. This triggers the booster section of the missile, which projects the missile a safe distance away from the operator before the sustainer motor ignites.

The word docetai (illusionists) referring to early groups who denied Jesus’s humanity, first occurred in a 45-page treatment which outlined a film that was filled with “horror and drama”.  Julien Maury and Alexandre Bustillo, the directors of the French horror film Inside, were supposed to write and direct the Hellraiser remake, with Barker backing the pair 100 percent. However, their Barker-supported script was rejected by jealousy due to God rejecting his offering, while accepting Abel’s. Ancient exegetes, such as the Midrash and the Conflict of Adam and Eve with Satan, suggest something even more sinister behind the killing.  They supplement that the motive involved a desire for the most beautiful woman. According to Midrashic tradition, Cain and Abel each had twin sisters whom they were to marry. The Midrash states that Abel’s promised wife, Aclima, was more beautiful.

In 1921, the mother of a deceased child is said to have approached Kimbangu while he was talking to his disciples. He is said to her, “Have faith in Me. I will give you a miracle and you know the truth about me. I will do something great for your daughter and you know see God’s glory”, and resurrected her child from the dead.

I no longer wanted to satisfy myself. I really want to connect with the world and make my music mean something to people.  I tried out that Buckethead guy. I met with him and asked him to work with me, but only if he got rid of the fucking bucket. So I came back a bit later, and he’s wearing this green fucking Martian’s-hat thing! I said, ‘Look, just be yourself.’ He told me his name was Brian, so I said that’s what I’d call him. He says, ‘No one calls me Brian except my mother.’ So I said, ‘Pretend I’m your mum, then!’ I haven’t even got out of the room and I’m already playing fucking mind games with the guy. What happens if one day he’s gone and there’s a note saying, ‘I’ve been beamed up’? Don’t get me wrong, he’s a great player. He plays like a motherfucker.

The church teaches that while Muilu was asleep in bed, she heard somebody talking to her Husband. Approaching the garden, she saw Kimbangu talking to a “divine stranger”, who Kimbangu told her was Jesus Christ.  This is how it all started, and then hell showed up…