Enter—the transitive nightfall
of diamonds.
?There are crop circles dancing
in a wave on Neptune,
with corn rows gleaming from
the man on Mars.
Tail feathers toss toward a
flute near Venus.
Fly me like a rainbow
to the nearest star.
Sirius B
has nothing for me.
Anunnaki women want
to dig my scene.
Don’t take me seriously;
I’m bluffing like a rookie
with a pair of queens.
Moon Unit lands with a
Zappa on Pluto.
Yoda on Saturn
plays steel guitar.
Moses rides in on a
doggone quasar.
Captain Trips sleeps
by a medicine jar.
Sirius B has
something for me.
Hot Nibiru babes try
to make my dream.
Don’t greet me furiously.
I’ll drop you like a comet
heading to the east.
Exit—the transitive nightfall
of diamonds.

Extraterrestrial humans have traveled through a warp,
Galactic gate to this world wanting to engage with us.
They sought treaties with our United Diplomatic Corp.
'Mayan descendants coming from Nibiru', wrote the press.

'On 5000 BC, that earth map had big continents.
During the time Of Moses, strange Mycenaeans appeared
Having an alphabet for hieroglyphic documents,
While an alien space from Atlantis, for sure, disappeared.'

'Thutmose had a place of the ear for Amun unique god.
For 2000 years, human societies have been like tides
In revolutions of states continuing to maraud.'
'Our telepathic thoughts keep all your historic asides.'

'That Atlantic civilization described by Plato
Disappeared in water together with its continent.
The Aegean islands formed by Santorin volcano
Have been subject to that historical change consequent.'

'Some underground bases with space gates to other planets
In Egypt, Siberia, Germany, China and States
Can be built by us.''This is not foretold by our prophets.'
'The strands of DNA are the same, thus we can be mates.'

'Anunnaki are described on Sumerian tablets.
They crossed the asteroid belt having shipped to reach us.
The Earth slave labourers looked like being chained black rabbits.
Human rights can be assailed.There is nothing to discuss.'

'The origins of the Illyrians remained unclear.
Unlike Dorians, they disappeared into Slavic zones.'
'It's all hooked up with the Illuminati, and it's clear
That with this pass, Nibiru cracks its planetary stones.'

'There's too many of you here, when you are teleported.'
'This unseen infrared planet is ours, though you see us.'
'Vatican knows this, and to keep the secrets they ordered.'
'You need knowledge to survive.''This thing we do not discuss.'

'We belong to this dual-binary solar system.
In the Oort Cloud, there is a large low-mass aborted star
Making our planet orbits be elliptical. Listen
To the interplanetary plasma that breaks so far! '

'Odd records around these times of comets and disasters
Lead to the disintegration of civilization.
This old world sows confusion due to our last massacres.
Many birds, animals and people die from starvation.'

'We're not those lizards, or those giants from your Vedic myth.
We represent the Federation of Living Planets.'
'For us, to celebrate Life with Peace means a Holy gift.
You are near our thermonuclear reactor blankets.'

'Your refusal leads to intergalactic incidents.
Our friends traveled through a spatial wormhole to be with us.
Does the Six Day War support 'elongated' imminence? '
'In front of St Thomas Aquinas we stop to discuss.'

Poem by Marieta Maglas

Surrealistic lover meet me at the danger zone
In space ships where we simulate
As you shape shift, I stay fascinated
A reptilian, an arcturian, pleiadian
The vega, a lyra, light years away

Supersonic lover kiss me at the signal house
In cellular automaton advance my grid of DNA
As we diffuse in megastructures, callibrate my power
A sirian, grays, draconian,anunnaki
The human, indigo, crystal, the rainbow

Take me to the fantasy, at the star line of illusion
Where my body glows and your DNA burrows
Take me and show me the laser in the magic cosmic
Open my heart, inject your poison,kiss my toes as you do
Disconnect my body and spirit to another dimension

Distort the optic nerve so that the reality seems normal
Transverse the solar bodies and celestial systems
Fight the hypotonic regression to recall the delusions
Climb the mountain as the peaceful dwellers wear googles
Awaiting for a UFO float and disappear from the bare land

Hot as the sand's
breath upon my back
The eyes of the Anunnaki
like a duststorm
welcomes me back

There is an inference
. . . a deference
. . . and a resistence
to their age

There's a shadow of energy tingling
against the skin of my bones
They are dreams that didn't stand but stumbled , fell ,
faded
. . . and now they are gone

There the sun's constant echo in the canyons of desires

But all I hear are the wails of Ululation of the outliers

Sand , Sand , Sand
Crushed into dust
Buries the ashes
turns truth to rust

Mashelem

She was sent by god
In the age of the Neanderthal
She was frozen on anunnaki spacecraft
In mine soul she was unthawed!!!

This one should ruffle a few feathers...
(think of it as a rant of righteous indignation)


   you'll have to pardon my pragmatism but the Bible teaches about two kinds of people, sinners and sinners who are saved.

   God never "said" I Love you and if you believe that Jesus was the son of God, died, rose again and through Him we have eternal life then the rest is up for conjecture.

i believe we are all poor examples of the gospel

                          prove me wrong

               "pride cometh before the fall"

   Yeah there's those who walk a tighter rope but the rest of us just hope the net doesn't break when we lose balance and collapse from the weight of our own worlds.

  Ever pondered the thought that Lucifer never asked to be here either?

   Speaking of, how bout those Fallen huh
    
   ✵ Irin We-Qadishin
                                                     ­         {YHWH}

   ✵ Anunnaki
                                                        ­        {Anu}

   ✵ Devas
                                                           ­  {Brahma}

   ✵ Greek/Roman "mythology"
                                                     ­         {Chaos}

   ✵Tuatha Danann
                                                          ­     {Danu}

   ✵ Fankuang Tzu
                                                             ­   {Tien}

  Lemme know once you see the connection.

And since we're on the subject of our humble beginnings...

It was a literal 6 days, how do i know?

"Adam was 120 years old when he begat Seth"

And don't even get me started on the flood.

If you cannot believe the first book then the next 65 are just bedtime stories.

     Here's one, how long have we been here?

                5783 years (give or take)

                             Want proof?

Read the Bible again, only focusing on chronologies,
Matthew 1:17 is a good start, you can pick your version, even king james had to rely on the Masoretic text.

(you'll have to read some of the Apocrypha to fill in the 400 year gap between testaments

How 'bout a stroll around the lake?
ya know, the place where Hell goes
(as if it wasn't bad enough)
  Now thump on that and bite your tongue if an interpreter isn't present.

See there's only 3 kinds of sin:
(why were we born into it?...epigenetics)

- The unforgivable.

-  The breaking of the 2 commandments.    
(Which Christ was so kind enough to reduce from 10)

- and the ones man has laid at humanities unwashed feet.

*here's just one example

"You shall not make gashes in your flesh for the dead, or incise any marks on yourselves.”

(It was ritual bloodletting)
Yeah but thats old testament right?

   By the way did you know the word tattoo wasn't introduced into the Bible until 1914 AD.

Which leads me to this.

   "He saith unto them, Moses because of the hardness of your hearts suffered you to put away your wives: but from the beginning it was not so."

Read it again, did you notice?
That's a dangerous precedent.

   And stop with the "trials of Job" first world Christian privilege problems already.

Now if preachers preach and teachers teach then why are they still standing in the pulpit?

   And for all those propagating prosperity.
                      you have your reward.

   Now you can see a few of the reasons why i choose not to proselytise, why would i drag someone into a burning building?

  For all the newbies to the fold, if you have any questions, ask God, because nobody here seems to agree.

  And im gonna save myself the trouble of having to reply to any of those who's shadows have betrayed them.

you are angered.

but not with me.

go seek your peace.

And cast your stones elsewhere.

After revoking themselves from the transposed swords that slightly decreased in size, they uncrossed them to size it to the historical size that actually conserved them. They were the existing Xiphos that began to be delineated over sixty centimeters, which figured from what separated them before turning through the nearby heights of the Thuellai. After separating both when detaching themselves from the ribs of the Xiphos, they thus penetrated the light of the Empyrean, cutting the bastions of the dreamlike attire that had them articulated, nailing each of the Xiphos in the calcaneus as Vernarth executed before entering in the fight of the site of Gaugamela with the Falangists. In this way, they both took the Xiphos and synchronously pierced the crossed swords in each calcaneal bone of each foot, but across so as not to incite the Gods of Olympus, to hold the Angels and the God of the Seventh Heaven. They were left with the iron-bronze on their feet with a short encysted difference, and with the spears that the hoplites mainly before adopted with Vernarth in the charge of the Phalanx that was towards the shadow of a famous change of climate control that was splendid of the dying Kassotide, making these swords more invulnerable and deleterious.

Seventh Necropolis of Messolonghi
Parapsychological  Ellipsis

Vernarth came as if they had just come out of the Kassotide escarpment, resembling the imitations of repetitive interference on the assessment of re-invading Xerxes in what personifies him. Alexander the Great had already expedition this sea of the Hellespont and this time he would do it together with his egregious Commander Vernarth. What they had to reach together were the dominated geographical limits and their experiences, even what the conquest of Heles meant due to his resurrection from mythology or submitology, perhaps inquiring this as if it had not existed, or if it had been more preponderant when leaving his image as a hagiography that received a concussion and that pain never lets him overcome being on guard towards the front of the wind that hurts the autobiographies, of whom if he knows how to read the degree of the works with his maximum oratory, metaphorizing and adjusting in revolting voices alembicated of Messolonghi Seventh Cemetery.

The vapors of evil followed the converted spaces of other bodies that regained life, here the ears were clipped with songs from Hades, which from Messolonghi came to constitute before the fight with the revived war spirits of Dario III. Before reaching Skalá they felt impassive nascent airs that were emanated from the underworld, from where the tribulation would constitute unhappy chambers that revealed the bodies of the Achaemenids who woke up bilocadly in Patmos, they were transhumed from the aldehyde vapors that made them breathe themselves and supposedly insightful. The visions of this cemetery were made vacant to receive the casts that would fall after the fight on the heights of Skalá, where the weak and daring would be condemned before the natural graves that would reconvert them into precious ornaments of the Kassotide Trench from Delphi, to revive them in the stench that is greater than that of the corruptible human being.
The Seventh Cemetery would be the genesis of the global warming concept of the modern world grafted onto the atmospheric leitmotif of the Kassotides. The Anunnaki will rebuild the bones of those who no longer had them, and of the shattered bodies that were advancing in those who would occupy the void of the Messolonghi necropolis with dust from rubble from other bones covered with Cinnabar decanted with the Antiphon, and with the airs of trial where all the prescriptions lyricized a general funeral apostille that authorized an eternal dimension, which swirled through the dry nails of some who did not overcome the fear of existing, knowing that they would risk a thousand years without the universe that made them the son of a father from Andromeda, where enemies and friends would decree the global changes that would originate from the first-century b. C., the first consigne of the meetings that would alert the efficacy of containing a ****** and constant abyss of supernatural power, further away than that of a God who leaves behind the atonements that sustained him in the immediate ideology from the Seventh Heaven to the Seventh Cemetery of Messolonghi that tried to intercede between syntagmas that came from the shady fifth of the Helleniká Necropolis. The weaknesses that actually had to be imposed were increasing, and everything that could be solved becomes a disturbing renter of Drestnia, who would intervene with the enlightened when coming from Kalidona. Many stayed in the circles of abstention derived from the first Messolonghi Cemetery, from where Drestnia was alienated to get rid of attachments to mortuary remains, which every hundred centuries were physically and psychically absent from all the astral storms of Andromeda.

The climatic changes began to take shape in the whole world from the paralysis of the office of the Oracles of Delphi in 391 b.C. Since the moat of the Kassotides began to vary its alchemical tributary, after centuries in the bars of the bastions of the feminine brotherhood of Pythias and Sybilla's, everything was detached towards the physics of the globe with incessant rectangular impulses that emanated cylindrical emanations that radiated from Messolonghi, cleaning itself of the implanted grafts that were intended to replace the ex-karst nature of the Dodecanese, in the aerodynamics from which the impatient eyes look. The seventh necropolis was dissipating from three hundred cylindrical hectares, which would finally bequeath to the Archon who would define waiting for the de-demonization of the colossal shadows, after the few minutes of existence that were subtracted.

Drop dead, shove it up your flaming-gay, red **** Timothy F. Leary
as I am a conscript to the cancerous Lloyd Pye's intervention theory
Burn in hell Albert **** wart Gore my pitch fork'll stop your itchin'
As I'm versed in Earth's emanations as written by Zecharia Sitchin
Come here woman, I want money, pour a drink, stop your *******'!
Take a right before my bedroom as that'll lead you into the kitchen
The end times are upon us as the Apocalypse is certainly nearing as
there's proof authenticating Anunnaki human genetical engineering,
as the citizens must be routinely robbed just as sheep need shearing

The time has come, Oh Precious Ones! Luminary shall now delve,
Abyss of truth what can we prove, I shall ask Majestic 12.
Brahmarandrha, off Earth I swim, through the Sun's abode.
Drama enchanted, 5D granted as Ray rewrites source-code.

Vital mediums, nor less tedium, with fools who fool to swell,
Nature's Prana, Sayonara I know these dudes so well!
Haven't I said with fear and dread that She accustoms threat,
Didn't I say all night and day I work with Architect?

And Ra you know, does as He's told!.. 'processed my application,
Elementary, stamped my passport 'Alien Hybridisation'
Okay, I mean Emeralds an order, She bequeaths your Sun,
My covenant and Christoss mission, for you and everyone.

My Seven Sisters, how we miss yeah!.. it's way holistic severed,
Anubis bliss, oh what have you missed! Sunsoaked corridors the weather.
In Ma'at I balance Pleiadian alliance, Messier 45,
Light from Atlas, cosmic bypass, Stars flood Akashik eyes.

Do take note with antidote, Pleiades swims above all light,
Lies from Shaman tried to reign in, from the other side.
Thoth & Enki, Anunnaki, hybrid light collectives.
You should saunter cos now I warn yer, Thoth and I are feeling festive.

Plus, here on Earth I take wide berth from those who instruct Roman,
Into my dreams is ******* obscene, and a language you do Trojan.
Shouldn't you know this, working cold-case, a Minder on your side,
Truism grace, less keeping-face, a truth you cannot hide.

Now please concede, Epsilon phi, and Beta golden shards,
I sent a message to Pleiades Kings, they've returned with Kingship Arcs.
15:15:15 Rod Code, Magenta Sands now Order,
We arrive soon with less contrite, more pastels, once more I warn yer.

Zeta-tech, Military Greys, I'm saying it's all Truman!
Nuked our cloister, even through choice 'yer never really human.
Dove Grids, Phoenix, Solomon scenics left & right vice-versa,
Pleiades believe that there doth seeds, blue light that tries to curse Her.

I've channeled well and you may tell, certain telemetry,
Early warning your next morning with J.W.S.T.
With love I write, didn't James' wife tell Unconditional Love!
And how she plays in every day, Love's most anything above.

Omicron-Draconian-Rigelian wormholes closing,
Luciferian Covenants are now ******* imploding!
Don't you open can of worms! You'll find no flight tonight
Peruvian 7D gateways, my Love to 'Alien Love Bite'.

Third eye lights most every night, transceivers Alcyone,
My Atlas family are far-light-beings, who'll eat your macaroni.
My Gods, more Goddess, my beyond Love, I've never found such partner.
Those wings unfurled, now many worlds! I'm humbled as your gardner.

I'm off to remote view systems, off t'Southern Pinwheel,
Centaurus scent, I saw they sent a message scalar fields.
Fallen Angelics and all your Clerics, I invite thee ont' front row,
And if you can, bring watering can for how your garden grows.

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