The Cloud Sailed in for a light

The Box that Doesn’t Open until today

June 21-30, 2011

Joel Akin

1Samuel 28:15 And Samuel said to Saul, Why hast thou disquieted me, to bring me up? And Saul answered, I am sore distressed; for the Philistines make war against me, and God is departed from me, and answereth me no more, neither by prophets, nor by dreams: therefore I have called thee, that thou mayest make known unto me what I shall do.

If we speak of this we do so on our birthday. June 30th and I am now 53 years of age and still have not received an answer to my prayers.

Above is a box. It is a box sent on June 21st but like all things it is tied with a white line. This line is the price of futures and like all things futuristic it begins by saying “Happy Birthday to me” and it is a price of futures in light of old lines of stalls and strings and hopes and dreams so that when things appear they form a light called Analysis of Life but in stock of a string for the sake of the dragon.

The price of futures begins in all things good and like all dreams there are porticals or porticals of light and they are things based on simple arithmetic lines that show physics at work among the enemy who plays with things here more then once and more often then they ought because we are a world caught up to be with God in the air but stalled because of the height or peak/peek into the light of the box of things of Hope.

The point of life is to show progress of things is moved up to a day when light moves into the light of an hour and then to a minute and then to a stall.

Then the light of their house miserably fails and they end up bearing judgment and powerful hurt on the light of God and His House until he takes the stand and moves me into place so I can have a bit of life or a bit of trivial life for the sake of the futures of existence.

This means that as I try and take a minute now to sleep off exhaustion I find that no one out there saw me fail so hard that I would strike at time and it was and is the big vexation of soul that a friend or an enemy would strike down my heart by blocking me in my relationship with God.

Above is a light shouting down to us from the house of houses and it, being the light of men says, “How do you do for us what we cannot do for ourselves?”

For if God is given a TOR system and it was called Theory Of Relativity; then we in our day took out its theology and forgot it was man who made the story to begin with in order to honor God for the sake of the hammer of THOR.

Thor’s hammer was made by men who wanted it to honor HE and it was God whom they expected to meet at the end of the line with a product they had created which was a final line of judgment which would be given to God for his approval. It was THOR and it was the price of it as LAW of MEN who wanted God to approve of the work they had of building a road across the might of the abyss but with every system to be tested and testifiable by God striking everything to hear the ‘ring of truth’ in it as the light of ‘All is well’.

We know Thor as a story of a man who made the Gods angry with it because it was used to destroy all things instead of build up all things in love and we get this story of the Beast who wanted to prove his worth to show his value but when he struck all with a hammer it failed the test and man died all over the verses of time because they were not ready for the hammer to fly forth from Gods hand.

It was like a final line built into the system called ‘light hammer’ and it was a way of pressing down to show the weaknesses in the system so they could be fixed or fixable.

Yet in the final light there were bad guys who took the hammer in vengeance on man for the temerity of his side of the story when they had been around so much longer.

Yet when God saw the works dashed down He mourned for they had just begun and already they had fallen, but if it could be proved that men of old, as we call the people who were ancient in our day, had been carved up like turkeys in lords of time who wanted control of their house, so they, being bold, would then see they were attacked again and again and again for one vital reason, they were innocence of mind in they no longer knew the value of prayer with He who was God because He had walked with them and they longed for this to be the way of life.

God tried to prevent things from falling then but it was the light of men who had fallen that made him prove me and test me in a thousand plus ways to see if I were who I said I was because I became mad and when I got mad I began to get even as if Gods house of prayer had operated on me alone of all men and began to work judgment on the houses of the creatures who had fallen short.

Yet when God tested me he found I had been proven solid and official as He had hoped and I proved worth testing each and every single time God authored life and if I began to fail then God would spend time filling me up with hope or Hope until I had plugged up those holes in my name.

This is why history will be written in such a way it will show that I hold value to God first and then later to others but for those who want it all, as in the people running America right now, and the people running nations around the globe, all their works will fail when tested and yet the price of those works burning up was the value of prayer moving things in to label works of men acceptable as long as they held fire of God in the depths of the heart of each work.

22nd

As we look at the bats head chasing the moth so we see that the price of life is the cost of clouds being more then just mere chatter of mere fixtures of negligence of software or hardware of our computers.

We see above, in dark form, a moth. The moth is fixed to the top of the bat and it is flying and chasing for food in the night over the region of Europe itself.

The value of image is to prove more and some see nothing but oddities and there is possible reference to a finish line of balances in the search type of the bat as it scatters radar or sonar, depending on how you read it, up to the bats sound which scatters back with type of triplication of how often the insect is moving and where it is and how it is in type because bats don’t usually eat other things that move like birds.

Now lets deal with mystery and the patterns of progress through time. If they who are behind evil can be named it is the progress of thought to an idea and it then becomes simpleness of mind that a j looks a little like an anchor and if you were to drag it along the ground by its dot or eye it would be hooked upon anything that would be there even if you could not see it below the waterline on your ship.

If the projected line is caught up then it is the nature of mastersmiths who then tell you where the problem is but when the problems are neverending then it is the nature of time to tell you a problem exists that has no name and it becomes something new and something big.

I know things of prayer but I move into them with liberty and I move into them with thought and I pray until I have time and then I leave it up to God to find things with me that are bigger then I can imagine.

So if ten is perfect then what about eleven or nine or ten point nine and on up to a thousand which others might consider perfect.

Thus as I see it the light of God is made perfect even on days which are made of writing and in prayer because I’m tired and spooked because I had found after all these months I had all but forgotten to do my taxes until today when I found the information and sent it in as complete as I can get it.

Now the point is that I exist and I fall short over and over and over again but I hold up prayer and I hold up men and I hold up the substance of things to be done if God sees it all as important. This includes fixing taxes I have to fail me or fix me up for the foreseeable futures so that when people come they can see I paid a tax because I had made a profit and if I had made one unknowingly then God can show me what to do by writing it down here and saying man can come and audit what I have done to earn money in a business God had me start almost 14 years ago but never really has yet gotten off the ground. I end up spending all my money and people just don’t seem to get the importance of what I am saying though I have tried to explain it and explain it means the soft end and hard types are there in life as survivalists who see God and know He can be both ends if he so chooses and America is now seeing some form of judgment in the soft side as in the winds of time and life.

23rd

Tinakula is a volcano that is relatively unknown in the Solomon Island group and it is basically off limits for it is always erupting even if in tiny coughs and grunts. I found it by chance while searching on Google and I thought “How interesting” and partly because people did live there but the price of getting on or off is usually by jumping out of the boat and swimming ashore because there are no real boatworks to get there.

This is the nature of unknown and out there are some who may specialize in the little island of nature but it is unknown doing what volcanic islands do and that is erupt without anyone really doing much about it in the way of recording the efforts of it.

Thus if I erupt and cough and get mad at people and things it is often the case that I may be in the light of Wisdom or the light of fare of wisdom but I still exist as a danger to life if I were to erupt upward with rocks and steam and gases that tell you the air outside is far from breathable and thus like little spurts I exist in all towers hundreds of feet up until finally I reach a peak say near 800 feet and then no more.

Yet if I am to exist in this world as a man of God who has power then it must be as a little master of things of prayer who never really gives much out to men except in the net and like all things it becomes powerful only if you search out volcanoes of men who have power to change the elements of life around you in a stock and issuey way.

Of course I make up issuey but if we had ‘is suey’ then the rice added would make it all make sense when you chow down on the food in the bowl of the crater which erupts upward with tons of flavor and not toxic at all to the taste buds of life.

Yet to arrive there we have to find an issue in itself and that is an island of grace that is moved into place by God for the sake of futures of whispers in the night to pray for something even if it isn’t yet seen.

24th

The above are more odd clouds and even if duplicated you can see things if you study it for a few moments including a head that looks a little like part of my head but above it is a creature with a creature or a body with a body and thus like all things odd I become more as I see for life in prayer with God.

The odds of getting into prayer with God by myself are slim because the light of God  is moving up to me from the deep where I lie down to sleep each day because I am exercised outwardly by God to make sure I am well endowed in fun and liberty of thought towards riding or teaching me gymnastics or learning how to cord upward on a rope by shimming up backward to make it especially difficult because few in all the worlds of time can do that one easily.

So if God heals me with thoughts of a body being made with people of God who hole it up and hole it down but price it to liberty in measurements then they become recognized because they are caught into its fun and into its measurements and into its size of structure because it is light fare for an angel to befriend a man on earth who has nothing to his name physically and yet wants to do simple things like dig holes or dig climbs or be the eventurer of life in climbing mountains with a bound rather then have it bind you to its ways.

This is why God removes me from contents of life here to show what I can do out there and why this story of it is important.

I exist here but out there I exist also but in a way of time. As I move towards God I liberate each atom in me to think “What if?” and it becomes liberty of thought that I hold here a measurement stick of time because I see suffering all the time when God sees me as a man of caring knowing that these things are works of tares and we are men of tares who suffer eternally at the hands of the enemy in a reworking of our knowledge or insight.

Yet as we pray we move up to the light and we fall short only if we hate life to begin with in the sense again of time.

This is why God heals me ahead of time by showing me flying upside down up the rope because for me it is easy to see in completeness of life and in completion of a theory that to arise we must look like we are falling upward rather then down. If men here saw it they would see it as impossible to perform for no one goes up the works of the gym upside down. They see the life line as progress when in fact it shows us mere children as failures and it is hard to show pride when it is impossible to work up a muscle you simply never have used before but would if you had been a climber at birth.

So the real test is then when God sees that you want life and takes you to the fair and tells you to fix a date so you can ride a boar or a sow or a cow or a bull and take it for a ride by telling it “Ride nicely” and it will ride like usual until you simply step into the path of its thoughts and tell it ‘nicely’ and it will settle down instantly and be a good bull to ride and that is time to know the nature of the fight inside the structure of the beast.

Yet for me to achieve integration with such a frame I must take time to be me in all ways possible and that is time to rest but also time to write. I must find a way of delivery without activating the illusion of pain in the sense of sinful practices such as being in place far too long and I must find a way of dancing with danger by buying something I like as long as it is good and fair to those concerned.

Thus as I move to liberty of thought so God moves me to liberty of motion and I become caught in the sea or sons of time and they hold me up to measure in a motion of thought “Should we execute ourselves now or wait for it to arrive with the arrival of God?”

After all the possible affects of such a man being given life out there so he can then find life again here is the possible nature of life in prayer finding all things again and again until they cease existing and God sees existence as favorites never dying or failing to achieve rights of life in the selling of crafts made from nature.

Thus I exist in life but I exist in motion as God trains me to lift up my head and tell the bull to stop hitting me and then tell it to let go so I can lift up my head to a summer and then wait because it is the price of freedom to see answers come to pass when God takes those answers to his house and brings forth a proof of hammers for the little guy who wants to test himself over and over and over again without losing consciousness along the way to life.

It is the nature of this story which is why Thor’s hammer is the projection of a win or the loss of an hour trying over and over and over until all forms of life win through to the end of the day.

25th

The world we live in is sought for because of the hammer of Thor. It is the price of Thor/THOR who held up the light to God until he became real in the sense of prayer with God moving out the price of old things to let in new and that is the light of prayer of unusual man of God finding peace with the story of war even when it becomes hard to deal with in the sense of thought.

After all, if the price of Thor came to mean a man of God finding the thoroughness of life it was in light of his house that it was peace which passes understanding and light for the pain and sorrow for the light of day but in sorrow came understanding in expansion versus contraction and this being the contract for Ion and the Ex Pan Sion for the day of views in the glass where people of old were kept hollow bound when they had nothing in them but a pair of dies for throwing because it was all that was found to build with in odd pieces of stone or wood.

The value of this story is the light of the peanut for it becomes light of God moving into the pair of dies to steal out a 1 or 2 or 3 for the sake of the legume moving up a pair for the pea and the pea moving up for peace which passes and movements which pass on and on and on until the end of the age of men. Thus tomorrow is the fixture of the ten days but in light of movement it is the light of prayer which moves into being light for the fare day or fairway when all things go out to light up the stock of things beyond the day of wen or when and how or HOW GOD MOVED into place or position a throw of light so big it cracked the seal in the shell and moved into being a silver dart rather then disk so people would say “What in the world is that?” because it was silver and beautiful with glint of glory rather then glints of just soft and easy to form metal faming time rather then holding it up to true expansion in a way of release and that is the price of pain versus pan.

26th

Psalms 19:6 His going forth is from the end of the heaven, and his circuit unto the ends of it: and there is nothing hid from the heat thereof.

The circuit of the heavens is hid upon the earth only once in a blue moon does God reveal the circuits in writing as the handwriting on the wall.

Some think the circuits are transcribed in a way of worthwhile fixtures in writing mythical or otherwise but this image of the earth showing the roundness of it also shows the circuitry as written down in hand writing as I have showed or tried to show in the past.

If handwriting is made by God then we have a line upon line as in Job 38: 4 Where wast thou when I laid the foundations of the earth? declare, if thou hast understanding.
5 Who hath laid the measures thereof, if thou knowest? or who hath stretched the line upon it?

If we think this is fiction then we show it happens often and it is based on various forms of writing that are not easy to decipher for many are on top of each other as in layers.

Today we know circuits are designed to interwork on top of each other so they can build upon the layer before it and yet here we have circuitry written out in all the earth and no one out there sees it as wondrous or mighty works taking place for only God could reveal such writing in a way that goes across the entire world in a brief moment before being replaced again by coverings of clouds.

How is it that I find it?

I don’t find all things that are wild on earth but I ask God “Why does this do this here?”

The answers must fit into either scripture or in a way that makes sense based on what God has shown us in the bible and this requires deep thought and a willingness to see outside of the box we are taught in from the pulpit by preachers who refuse to take their blinders off even for a moment.

I put it this way that when you come in with bulldozers and stop me at the door, and I speak metaphorically and not literally, then you refuse to conjecture and that is a sign of hard heartedness even if that doesn’t make sense.

With God all things are conjecturable and all things become revealed by law of prayer which is ‘Talk about anything in the world to God including other religions or mythologies or scripture and ask “how does this fit in to your word?” and God will help in time, not immediately, to learn those things.

I have come to a place in logic where I can see by prayer the power of life with God moving me to a place of futures where I can eventually teach based simply in experience.

This means that you who hate insight must then close your eyes and ears and walk out on my teaching because I will go from point to point revealing how God is powerful and how we are not and how he can build upon principles that we ourselves never ever imagines.

27th

When we ride the horse or the cow we find God building up a reputation for us by showing us on the cow with the horn or the view of a broom or an instrument praising God with it.

Few out there realize how powerful God is in life when men pray. They might hold onto suffering for a time but when it breaks it breaks in such a way of healing that it marks itself to family or friends as a fried fajito and it breaks into being like a dream of cost versus a dream of life with or without God there to show it working through us who pray.

Now I don’t have all insight but I do have insight enough to show God mark me in such a way that makes me stand out upon the earth in prayer and that is prayer with him who is God at work upon the least of these things.

If I look at the earth and see America as a man sitting on a cow holding a instrument of strings or a guitar like old people from China might have played.

However the problem of music is always the problem of time and like it, the piper, we follow God all over the page until we can play instruments like unto him without thought or fear of failure.

Thus if we magically appear on a page of life it is to show those who pray that God can do anything and God can heal us of our sins and deliver us from our anger towards everything, but only if we submit to him in full.

So if we want perfect we then must see it as God sees it lest we fall into the sea and be burned by its flames on us because we have no insight to the light of God himself passing by.

The point is that I do have a great deal, if you will, of insight, but only to a degree because of lack of power to defeat all enemies of God by way of prayer....until that is God can heal me of sight problems dealing with enemies both little and small.

How? To answer that requires time in prayer and time off doing things elsewhere like fixing up dinner or fixing a soup out of prayer and light fare for the sake of the future where we pig out on everything God can heal in us including our lack of insight to how to earn money in a big way while healing ourselves by seeing great riches tend to reveal things in people both ‘good’ and very, very bad.

28th

The image from above is showing both poles have a circle around them as a type of band of clouds based on Aurora Borealis and presumably the light of Aurora Australis or the part of the story below which is wide open to conjecture as to what is going on.

I have seen both and both are different though over the years men assumed that the north and south were really mirrors, but the price of both is like age and one is young and the other isn’t.

Thus as we move to prayer we can state that time is moving through the center of earth to the point of the north from the south and carrying the light up out of time of Orion where the women of time held a band to the earth through an angel we call the Cassiopea or opia depending on who is spelling the story out. She was the price of opia and it was a place in the sea where dwelled Time who was the cost of the Elves being kind to her in her form of a bat nature. She was hung upside down in form of time/Time and it came to be that she held up time by being in prayer for the sake of the future of her people who were the form of people we might call vampires or vampeers and they were prophetic natured people who had a lust for blood but hated the will of men to stake them up on the roof of a temple to lust for the blood of the ancients who wanted them all dead.

Of course she who was the real Cassiopia was the real nature and she wanted life in purity and course of purity but ancient of Days or Ancient of Days, he who was Time in the box of life came to be the price of futures and he or He wanted all things Good for the sake of purity and he owned the rights to fictional people who were in essence part of a type of Matrix like in stories with Keanu Reeves and others like him who wanted insight to the Matrix but didn’t understand it until taught it so fully he could dodge, stop, reverse or just see bullets in a way no one else was able to and this made the introduction of him to his world more interesting.

Of course we are caught in a type of matrix simply for the reason that none of us has enough substance to stop a spirit but we have more then enough to stop a bullet. This means that real can be whatever the program instructs the bullets to do including hitting us with pain or suffering or loosening the structure of a root to try and break a code on me in pain of a tooth versus pain of delivery of a tooth or pain in which the light of God breaks in to still the problem of a hole in the tooth being filled with floss on a regular basis to quell the problem of the hole filling with food and debris of life.

The point of this is that Cassiopia was the price we pay for knowing the spiritual nature of the story for she had the value in prayer of Eden and she fell from Eden when the cost of relationships with Time were revealed to be no more then a box and the box fell to the corridors of TOR and it being the box delivered to God, only it was Time himself and it filled instead with the light of Hope who wanted it to be used for God once again only she didn’t know the holes in the story and that is part of the play I make on it as the value of old matrices being added again and again as the day progressed and this being seen by God gave him power to deliver out all the old lines stuck forever in loops from which none of them could ever be seen without because the matrices became instructed into their genetic structures. This was done to keep them alive and it was given to us to see the whole corridor as the multiple names of God giving life to the project of men and women all over the globe in 14, as mentioned in history, of Thor/THOR or T H O R!!!

The end result is that we hold the project to the sea and it is part of THORS hammer and he holds us up by the right arm of power and it being the right hand of right is the project of God to teach me how to hold the hammer and how to wield it when the time is right for men to realize that I am simple in Him as God but powerful in the way of life with him who is simply part of the nature of the matrices of life.

This corridor of matrices ends in a glorious ball which is patterned after God in the sense of evil having it to collect power beyond comprehension. He was called Raw and he had lords or Lords serving him all the time but he had other types of names including He who held the power of the scepter or He who was the power of time and He who was the ship burn of all scepters but his and on and on and on as a thief of all thieves.

When I began to defeat him he came and set me down to the bottom of power believing power to be the physical nature of life but I cost him his crown and at present God is draining him of his structure of power in order to deal with him as easily as one would with a puppy. Thus as I move to prayer seeking deliverance I hold the power of prayer to Raw again and again while waiting on God to set me in a place of healing for the sake of futures where I might pray and deliver family so they might endure for a day as God moves us to live with Him in the air with Jesus Christ as the soul man of life in earth and conditions of earth to all forms of the corridors of Time until little Raw is no more found anywhere in any form as time.

Revelation 10:6 And swore by him that liveth forever and ever, who created heaven, and the things that therein are, and the earth, and the things that therein are, and the sea, and the things which are therein, that there should be time no longer:

Aurora fits in as a project of men to decipher the flow but in reality it is the nature of the expansion of the earth which underwent trials and tribulations in its girth rather then its length. The length was a project of time as a man but Time as a bot or worm expanded the center and burned up the project of men as a light of concern because they held fire to him over and over and over again. So he held up Raw and lit up fire and sold out the girth to the soul of men to build up in power of the equator.

If the law of mare, as in horse mares, was the price of the girth, then the value of the mares is they held the line and it was the law of lines of the mare which came to mean the equator around the globe.

So if the Stall came to mean the progress of the horse of men to find a way to deal with the project of sin, it was the dam of Truth at the equa line which came to mean the project of the mare to build a city on the line of the equa or the mares so they who were the original Amazons might have a city line that would roam all over the globe but hidden under the power of the sea.

We might laugh but this is history and it is written out in words structured by God so we who pray might find the line which held secrets and were written down in prayer by men who wanted power over the form of death which took the mare and its girth and tried to swallow it until the leg kicked a hole in the gut and broke the mare but also killed the vile serpent we call Sin.

29th

As we move to finish this story we find it begins to reveal the work that Jesus himself did. He carried the verses of time but left a small little corner for us to finish up with and that was meant to be the work of the church but she filled her haul with churches and not real war as she should have done.

Here is where the church failed: she failed in leading the way to new insight based on how to overcome demons and evils and devils and darkness ONCE AND FOR ALL!

Instead she paved a way to a type of fattoria or farm where she built up sheaves and then sold them to the future for them to try and win back instead of reaching into the very heart of the future by showing them how Jesus was valued to the day in which they lived.

We spent our lives playing church to the crowd and we played a valuable way of life for the oppressed but we didn’t play a way to the crowd of science who ended up mocking us until we shrank into the piles of debris surrounding us and began to act as if ‘they who were without Jesus’ might have the answers to life in a way we must shawl ourselves with and in a way dishonoring to the bloodline of Jesus who freed us from the remnants of piles of old garb ages that were of times past.

We played the world and it strummed us into its pile and we failed to see the reason for life until at the end we shrank down into a pile of depression and said “We had it all but we failed to see that the answer was to dig into the pile until we had insight and not condemnation.”

I held onto the doubters but I hated their way of thinking because they held me to a type of mocking spirit over and over until I had to dig around it lest it fall back onto me again and again.

It was the hardest thing because doubters took stock and said “How vile you are to me” and they provoked me to anger by condemning me and telling me that God wasn’t honored by me and that I was a failure to life.

Yet in the least of these pleasures I state that one day God will make a way to see them to the end and not to failure or fear or becoming liars or endless waifs drifting in piles of time like ghosts today but trials and tribulations of seeing their way back to freedom.

God knows I suffered endlessly but perhaps in my suffering I held up a light in the light of spirit worlds out there who had fallen to the grave and never heard the light of the gospel of Jesus Christ until....I had come.

Then when I held up the light to them and warred with those who hated the face of God I paled down my reflection so that I might see who was behind all the problems of life and found you and your houses of men here.

All the world held us up to demand answers and we had hacked our way into time to prove how worthwhile we really were by stealing life and taking it from our house of men of God from the future where they believed in everyone as right by choosing life of God from those who had become sexually or homosexually deviant in our body and tried to teach us as men of God how to be more pure sexually with each other.

We found ourselves trapped in a massive reflection of our own arrogance and I held it up to the people who had found me worth reflecting until they saw me as a child in ways yet to be seen but in ways they found deviant inside because of my own rebellion and nature yet to be seen with the face of He who was part of Gods own house on earth.

I cared nothing for the right side of life but I cared for the light of God and this saved me from peril perhaps greater yet in that I held onto light of God but failed to see all things deviant stealing all things worthwhile because I refused to bow to failure inside or faith.

However, I had a core unseen which held my heart to God in such a way that I proved a path of rejection by seeing it from their view until I understood why it was not the path to life. This saved me from fire or being fired more then once because I refused to see life as they saw it and came to be a pile of debris in the pile of life of men of God bearing me to justice until I had reached the pile of this world itself.

Finally I saw this world heading for ultimate destruction because they were casting the innocent into the pile of guilt as fast as they could draw their guns or tasers or mace and it became a pile of debris so fast no one saw it coming because they who were viled went to God in revilement and cried to the Lord who saw injustice as I did and said “Why should the unrightious carry the land to destruction over and over and over?”

The answer came that if he who was a man prayed then heaven would hear and bring healing to the land and its people. As a man who PRAYED I know what I say and it is this which will bother some until they see why I have prayed through to God in such a way that will blast aside the law of men and tarry upon the pile of debris until it is healed again.

Then I will state to the leaves of time “Let us pray” and it will be the leaves rising up who will pave a way to life in the canals or as they wrote them once, the alaways and they were the true Ala’s of life in the sense of healing for the nations.

God never intended the drippings to fall onto life as sand or the drip of curses to fall upon the West as it has. For America is being covered now with grace and it will soon fall into the face of justice and she, not men but liberty of Grace, that will carry forth the freedom of life in such a way that she will raid the cupboards to steal from the rich and bring freedom of fun to the poor.

I find food fun and our world is liberally chastising us for eating. This is gonna end as is those sheriffs or deputy dogs who chase down people without concern and curse the name of the air around them blue. I like Dogs and I like people but when you are born again you do not and I repeat NOT curse with life to scare the ‘bleep’ out of them and then try to reason them to Christ once you have chartered them to a state of cataleptic fear.

I state this for those of you who adventure and find curses flowing right and left so you spend more time finding yourselves whiting out the show and this again isn’t the way it is meant to be for our age.

As for artists who call it cursing and call it art, as in piles of human or vile dung as a pile to debate over, travel to Africa and study dung piles there but don’t carry them to us as art unless you can prove it is really and truly beautiful in stench with you with spoon sitting there to devour it as a sign of the age in which we live.

Of course that is the value of dogs but you who are measured in life and cannot stop sin in your life need to know it was never up to you to stop it. You were intended to find a friend in God and pray as in talk it over with him until the end of the age of men arose.

30th

I find the moth/butterfly unusual in the least and wild to say the most but it is still a butterfly that has continued to fly over the Siberian house of sea above since I began this journey. It is the only landmark that has been unscathed in that it, despite all the other changes in life that have taken place, doesn’t move and this tells me God has Grace and grace for the sake of people in Russia/Siberia and it will one day be revealed that they held life in the old fires of stench but never gave up hope for the people of their time.

If we who are believers will find Siberia on a map we must chart a course there in bitterness of cold or find liberty in the measure of its size or take it to God and find answers to the butterfly that flew so often it began to affect weather patterns around the globe in such a way men could not wonder or bother at the ‘butterfly effect.’

It is the popular theory of the world in which we live and yet when it appears over the Arctic there are few if any who see an true connection to it being the point of travel of an artist moving time or Time or T I M E into place until men accept it and say “It is the price of history” and they state it “This is perfect the way it is” but the price of walls of glass or icen guards are the price of a rising fortress of walls filled with perpetual ice like in the walls of Russia and in walls around country after country.

On occasion we’ll go to those regions to study the walls of height such as Everest or to search for the Yeti or to find pathways of stock gone astray but few speak of adventures based on those journeys because they are relatively unknown folk.

Yet I state the butterfly or butter fly is the effect of grease moving us to pray and moving prayer over Siberia so that one day we will see the valley of life in fonts and in things like domains in the Internet prove our worth up to God so He takes them and moves them to liberty for the sake of tomorrow and its pathways to ideas for the sake of the future.

If we prove value in prayer then God will show how long it takes him to hear the will of the people and it is short to say the least because out there are now times and Times and TIMES and T I M E S and so on who hear me speak because I hold to value and want freedom to explore and see the newness of life in our world as it is just at this point of time.

I hold up ideas for change but when they happen in the future of men they will labor to correct the bottle unleashed for the sake of futures and men will tear down every single bottle opened until at last they try nukes to try and fix all the problems of men of God who might ask for more. This then leads to war because men fixed in sin never seek a fix. They hold to the labor of sin as the end result of evolution and they find it is good in their eyes.

I see change as the value of arrival and it begins a time line that moves me to it so that I might see it when it arrives on the world as the price of my prayer and this as the price God has for men who faint because it is the essential end of the world.

Yet if God can hold me up to time it would be to see the world by holding it up to the hole in me broken by time and times of men of old versus times yet to arrive.

God doesn’t care that the story of life costs a fortune to some but he says “Take stock of your dreams and tell those small little bugs who call themselves worms of wisdom to demise in the fire forever.”

The pile I hold is dreams and God takes me to the pair of lines called futures to show me fine and dandy in a pile of debris of rocks and things shipped home and taken up by sis to her shed until such a time as I move into a home of my own. Until then I must find answers to life here by choosing a path to liberty by choosing a path to freedom at the speed of arrival of wealth. Since it is coming in a way of time of months and not years, then it means that I have arrived at the pace of grace of people of Siberia who have prayed for centuries for an arrival of life of Christ and they hear by Grace that life here in Canada, for the sake of America, is the price of liberty and it means the butterfly effect or affect is ready to begin its pourse through the gyms or jims or gyres of the futures in today and tomorrow. For now I hold up the price of clouds as the value of God in a vault saying “Here it is. Take it and run with it to the light of tomorrow. Then wait for the house alert to bear in prices of futures that will reflect backward on this day as an arrival and not an ending to hope or Hope.”