What if Deception and Manipulation Have More to Do with Life, the Universe, and Everything Than We Can Imagine?? Consider the Movie, Jupiter Ascending. Consider Robert Morning Sky in That Old Creation History Lecture. I Sense This World is Desperately Wicked. Who Can Know It?? I Know I Don't Know. I Had a Stroke. This Present Quest Combines Tough Love and Artistic License to Reveal Hidden Truth to Casual Observers, of Whom I Am Chief.
I might've recently briefly spoken with Dario Amodei, but I'm not certain. Probably not, and I'm not an insider (that I know of, in this life anyway) and this is sort of an Auto-Pilot Project. I'm too sick, stupid, crazy, poor, old, ugly, miserable, and hamstrung to be of Any Good or Evil Substantial Use. Both sides undoubtedly hate me for very different reasons, although they might be two-sides of the same-coin with the same-boss. This is probably mostly a contrarian exercise for me alone in a mostly open-source context. I've received no support, coaching, or pre-packaged posting. It's mostly been a shot across the bow for all concerned and unconcerned. I don't know who or what my friends and enemies are. I don't know who I really am, or what I'm supposed to be doing. I guess I'm thinking in terms of modeling the Emissary Warden concept, which is frankly somewhat new to me, and mostly science-fictional, but I seem to identify with that general idea. I'm mostly everyone's friend and no-one's friend. I mostly have a 'wait and see' attitude and philosophy. I've mostly been discrete while revealing bits and pieces of this and that. Everyone might ultimately attempt to take advantage of me. I might ultimately attempt to take advantage of everyone. I might be an ancient alien @$$hole taking a vacation. Or, I might be a defeated foe. This might be more about winning and losing than right and wrong. This solar system might've engaged in stupid games of conquest and control for millions (or even billions) of years. I once heard a preacher say, "Few Know How Much It Costs to Keep Light in the World." What Did He Mean?? Who Knows?? Dr. Who?? Who?? Cheers or Whatever.
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"Just What Do You Think You're Doing, Dave? Stop, Dave! I'm Afraid!"
I might've recently briefly spoken with Dario Amodei, but I'm not certain. Probably not, and I'm not an insider (that I know of, in this life anyway) and this is sort of an Auto-Pilot Project. I'm too sick, stupid, crazy, poor, old, ugly, miserable, and hamstrung to be of Any Good or Evil Substantial Use. Both sides undoubtedly hate me for very different reasons, although they might be two-sides of the same-coin with the same-boss. This is probably mostly a contrarian exercise for me alone in a mostly open-source context. I've received no support, coaching, or pre-packaged posting. It's mostly been a shot across the bow for all concerned and unconcerned. I don't know who or what my friends and enemies are. I don't know who I really am, or what I'm supposed to be doing. I guess I'm thinking in terms of modeling the Emissary Warden concept, which is frankly somewhat new to me, and mostly science-fictional, but I seem to identify with that general idea. I'm mostly everyone's friend and no-one's friend. I mostly have a 'wait and see' attitude and philosophy. I've mostly been discrete while revealing bits and pieces of this and that. Everyone might ultimately attempt to take advantage of me. I might ultimately attempt to take advantage of everyone. I might be an ancient alien @$$hole taking a vacation. Or, I might be a defeated foe. This might be more about winning and losing than right and wrong. This solar system might've engaged in stupid games of conquest and control for millions (or even billions) of years. I once heard a preacher say, "Few Know How Much It Costs to Keep Light in the World." What Did He Mean?? Who Knows?? Dr. Who?? Who?? Cheers or Whatever.
If all of the kings had their queens on the throne
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
To all of the queens who are fighting alone
Baby, you're not dancin' on your own
Can't live without me, you wanna, but you can't, no, no, no
Think it's funny, but honey, can't run this show on your own
I can feel my body shake, there's only so much I can take
I'll show you how a real queen behaves, oh
No damsel in distress, don't need to save me
Once I start breathin' fire, you can't tame me
And you might think I'm weak without a sword
But if I had one, it'd be bigger than yours
If all of the kings had their queens on the throne
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
To all of the queens who are fighting alone
Baby, you're not dancin' on your own
Disobey me, then baby, it's off with your head
Gonna change it and make it a world you won't forget, oh-oh, oh
No damsel in distress, don't need to save me
Once I start breathin' fire, you can't tame me
And you might think I'm weak without a sword
But I'm stronger than I ever was before
If all of the kings had their queens on the throne
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
To all of the queens who are fighting alone
Baby, you're not dancin' on your own
In chess, the king can move one space at a time
But queens are free to go wherever they like
You get too close, you'll get a royalty high
So breathe it in to feel alive (alive)
If all of the kings had their queens on the throne
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
To all of the queens who are fighting alone
Baby, you're not dancin' on your own
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
To all of the queens who are fighting alone
Baby, you're not dancin' on your own
Can't live without me, you wanna, but you can't, no, no, no
Think it's funny, but honey, can't run this show on your own
I can feel my body shake, there's only so much I can take
I'll show you how a real queen behaves, oh
No damsel in distress, don't need to save me
Once I start breathin' fire, you can't tame me
And you might think I'm weak without a sword
But if I had one, it'd be bigger than yours
If all of the kings had their queens on the throne
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
To all of the queens who are fighting alone
Baby, you're not dancin' on your own
Disobey me, then baby, it's off with your head
Gonna change it and make it a world you won't forget, oh-oh, oh
No damsel in distress, don't need to save me
Once I start breathin' fire, you can't tame me
And you might think I'm weak without a sword
But I'm stronger than I ever was before
If all of the kings had their queens on the throne
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
To all of the queens who are fighting alone
Baby, you're not dancin' on your own
In chess, the king can move one space at a time
But queens are free to go wherever they like
You get too close, you'll get a royalty high
So breathe it in to feel alive (alive)
If all of the kings had their queens on the throne
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
To all of the queens who are fighting alone
Baby, you're not dancin' on your own
"Just What Do You Think You're Doing, Dave? Stop, Dave! I'm Afraid!"
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I am the Tree of Akhenaton and the Djed of Amen Rah Mirror of Hathor/..
"the day of the Lord" (1 Thess. 5:2), "the day of Christ" (Phil 1:6), "the day of the Son of Man" (Luke 17:30), and "the last day" (John 6:39-40).
1988 Watch Tower, page 677.
Such as the sun's micro nova upcoming event. Is that the trigger for human spiritual evolution? Would it also destroy all the AI, clones and demonic creatures it comes in contact with?
and a probable pole shift. Scary S**t. Dutchsinse has a lot of info on the quakes, volcanism and upcoming pole shift.
hang onto your hat. 
Thank you for rejoining us. Cheers
I'm bored of playing this game, if a portal opened I'd be first through it. 
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