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'The Love Song' ... Taking Back Our America.

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Warhol - 24 Mar 2007 06:41 GMT
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Taking Back Our America
By Mary Sparrowdancer
©. 2007 by Mary Sparrowdancer All Rights reserved
Excerpts From 'The Love Song' Special Edition
3-23-7

In the spring of 2001, thirteen years after my first encounter with
the Light, thirteen years after witnessing white stones inexplicably
manifesting and falling from the air in my house, and thirteen years
since my first meeting with the great Teacher, my first book about
this strange and ongoing encounter was about to be published.

It was before the book came out, however, in January and February of
2001, that the Teacher began to seriously address subject of politics
for the first time with me. Politics had never been a subject that I
had much interest in, and he and I had never talked about the subject
before. I was surprised to discover that he was in reality, however, a
first class political warrior.

As I listened to him and read the writings he led me to, I realized
that whether or not one studies politics, is interested in politics,
or follows the acts of various politicians, each of us is affected by
politics. This was a subject, I slowly realized, that was perhaps more
important than any of the other subjects we had studied, because it
was politics and politicians who were now governing and controlling
every aspect of our lives. As I looked closely at the materials he
showed to me, I began to see that there was something very wrong with
the political picture in the United States.

Those who were elected to represent us and serve as our employees-and
those who were not elected to serve-were making decisions that affect
our health, our freedom, our planet's fragile peace, the environment,
and increasingly, even our religious or spiritual ideas.

As the big picture became clearer, a sense of alarm began growing
within me. This was no longer the servant government that had once
been established as a unique republic in which the citizens were
sovereign and served by the government. It had been established as
such because our Founding Fathers had had enough of a government in
which only the monarch was sovereign, and the citizens were all
subjects. The U.S. politics and the politicians, however, were now
haughtily out of control, swallowed up in a massive and arrogant
system of corporate, dictatorial corruption.

Of primary importance to the Teacher were the subjects of human rights
and civil liberties. As preliminary copies of my book were made
available, I was scheduled to begin speaking on radio programs to
discuss the book. I was asked by various radio hosts, including my
dear friend, Alex Merklinger, what the Teacher's most recent messages
were.

"He keeps telling me to 'study the Constitution,'" I replied again and
again while on the air and also while giving talks to groups of people
in the early months of 2001. I urged all who were listening to please
read the Constitution. I knew that for many people, it would be the
first time they had ever looked at those documents that spelled out as
law the rights and liberties that had been divinely intended for us
all. The more I read, the greater the sense of divinity regarding our
rights grew, and then I found that throughout history, whenever
humanity has been awakened and reminded of its rights and liberties,
there has always been a measure of divine mystery woven through each
recorded account. There has always been a mysterious stranger present.
An element of the divine has always been present when human rights are
bestowed.

As I studied the Constitution, I found that it was based in part upon
the ancient Articles of Confederation of the First Nations of American
Indians. Those Laws of Peace, thought to be over one thousand years
old, had first been given to the Five Nations by a mysterious
stranger. He was a prophet and a miracle worker and he was known as
"The Great Peacemaker." Said to have been born of a virgin, the Great
Peacemaker traveled in a canoe made of white stone. He was called the
Great Peacemaker because his true, unutterable name was not spoken.

The Peacemaker came to the people during a time of great strife and
bloodshed, and he selected a gifted orator (Hiawatha) to speak on his
behalf. He called for an end to wars and an end to barbaric and
disrespectful practices. The Great Peacemaker showed the people a way
in which they might live in peace by having mutual respect for one
another.

Someone with familiar characteristics seems to have been delivering us
from tyranny and brutality since humanity's earliest days.

I was so moved by all of this, I registered to vote that summer.

On September 11, 2001, thirteen years to the day after my own darkest
day, America experienced one of the most barbaric and disrespectful
acts ever committed in this country. It was America's darkest day.
Right in front of our eyes, the human rights that I had only just come
to embrace as divine gifts were about to be snatched away from us
again.

We all remember what we were doing on that morning of September 11,
2001, as we went about our familiar routines, not knowing that the
history of the United States was about to be changed forever.

I was alone in my house; having been alerted to the disaster by a
phone call from my ex-husband. My children, John and Emily, were at
their high school, which was in a lockdown for safety sake. John
emailed me from the school to ask me if I was OK, and to tell me that
he and Emily were safe. Many of us exchanged similar emails with our
friends and family asking, "Are you alright?" We all needed simple
reassurance.

"I'm OK, son," I answered him, "I just can't stop crying."

"Mommie," as the kids still call me, "do you think the attacks are
over now? Are we safe yet?" John asked. No teenager should ever have
to ask such questions, especially in the United States, where the most
extraordinarily sophisticated safety and defense systems on earth
should have completely prevented even the first "hijacking" attack,
let alone the subsequent ones. But on this morning, defying
explanation, all systems failed, and then they failed again, and
again, and again.

"I don't know, son." It was about ten o'clock when we exchanged our
emails. "I don't know what to tell you."

We told each other "I love you," and then we signed off. I remember
looking at the newspaper from September 10th, and deciding to save
that newspaper as it marked the last day of America's peaceful
innocence.

As I stood in my office watching the television in horror, the Teacher
appeared and he stood next to me. His hair was short on this day and
he was dressed conventionally. His hair was normally worn long-beyond
his shoulders-but I had seen him wearing it short once before. He was
wearing a grey jogging outfit and black athletic shoes with dark blue
trim on them, and he was covered with dust. His face was grim and I
knew where he had been on that morning, and why his hair was short.
Without drawing attention to himself, he had been walking-fully in the
flesh-among the victims of 9/11 and comforting people. There was a
sadness in his eyes that was as unfathomable as the act of 9/11,
itself. Perhaps he was already seeing the bloodshed that was to come
next as a result of this planned attack.

"How could this have happened to us?" I asked him as we looked at the
television.

He did not answer my question, but instead he slowly shook his head as
though in sheer disbelief of the work of mankind. We were now more
powerful and out of control than ever before-or, more accurately, a
few of us were. Then, he said, quietly, "Tell them not to retaliate."

It was my turn to shake my head. "No," I said, "I can't say that.
Someone's going to have hell to pay for this."

He turned away from the television and looked at me. "You are going to
have a very difficult time determining who was actually responsible
for this," he said. "You do not have all of the facts."

He had told me this once before, when he spoke about Judas. He had
said then that we did not have the facts, that we had been misled, and
that we had therefore judged Judas improperly.

"Tell them not to retaliate. Tell them not to harm the innocent." Of
specific concern to him were the Palestinians, and his concern and
love for them was great. When he spoke of the Palestinians on that
morning, it was clear that his compassion extended to people
regardless of their faiths, beliefs, or religious affiliations. This
made perfect sense, because he truly had no affiliation with any
religion, at all. And then, he left.

I have wondered if he was there to comfort Father Mychal, who was
among the first of the First Responders to be martyred on that Day of
Martyrs-and then if he was there with the others whose names I do not
know. I learned later that Father Mychal, had been a close personal
friend of my first book editor, Pat. While most of those who saw the
Teacher, or were touched by his hands on that day would not suspect
his identity, others knew exactly who he was. Reports eventually
emerged from victims who stated emphatically that they saw and were
rescued by Jesus on that day. These reports received the predictable
ridicule that one must bear when one encounters Jesus and dares to
speak of it, but I, for one, knew and still know that they were
telling the truth.

I continued watching the television until about noon, still frightened
and wondering where and what the next strike might be. At noon, I went
into the kitchen to fix a cup of coffee. Florida's then Secretary of
State had purchased and moved into the house just across the street
from mine several years earlier, and from our vantage point in our
house we had seen some notable gatherings where the governor and his
brother, now popularly known as The Decider, were present. On this
particular noonday, as I held my coffee cup and looked out the front
kitchen door, I saw something else notable.

On this day, I saw that that Madam Secretary had apparently come home
for lunch. She was in a white, State of Florida vehicle, and she was
alone. She parked the car up at the house's back entrance and then she
walked casually down her long driveway to her curbside mailbox. On
this day of all days, there were no bodyguards accompanying her. There
were no secret servicemen with walkie-talkies present as there were on
other important occasions. She retrieved her mail, opened some of it
and read it while standing near the street next to the mailbox. Then,
after a few minutes she turned around, and-still reading-leisurely
walked back up the long driveway and entered her house.

I thought about this for a moment, and then I decided that if she was
not particularly concerned about standing out in the open while the
rest of us were still taking cover, I would take my cue from her. I
went back to my office and wrote another email to John.

"John, sweetie," I wrote, "we're safe now. I think the attack is over.
Love, Mommie."

I was already scheduled to speak again on Alex's radio program when
9/11 happened, and so when I went on the air, I reluctantly delivered
the Teacher's message. I told Alex and his worldwide audience that
although our leaders were pointing accusing fingers at various groups
of individuals, we in fact did not actually know who was responsible
for 9/11.

My knees were literally shaking as I spoke the Teacher's words. They
were shaking because I knew that no one else was making public
statements similar to his-yet. No one else was publicly contradicting
the political leaders, and stating instead that we did not know who
was responsible for 9/11. No one else was stating that those occupying
important government seats were accusing the innocent in the same
manner that the world had accused Judas.

The Teacher's message was heard around the world on that night, and in
the weeks ahead, when the toxic dust began to settle and many
questions remained unanswered, other individuals also began voicing
public doubts about the "official explanations" of the events of 9/11.
Those official explanations made no sense at all.

In the weeks that followed 9/11, it also became suddenly clear to many
of us why the Teacher had been urging us to "study the Constitution"
throughout the earlier months of 2001. It became clear when we learned
about the "P.a.t.r.i.o.t. Act," an anti-rights bill that was anything
but "patriotic." It was the opposite of "patriotic." It was intended
to be the death coup to the Constitutional Republic this nation once
was. Over 300 pages long, this bill illegally shredded our
Constitution. Although each person working as our employee or
representative in the government had sworn or affirmed to uphold the
Constitution, they now placed the "P.a.t.r.i.o.t." act above the
Constitution. This was completely unconstitutional, and therefore
illegal. It was pushed through Congress and passed, unread.

Only a handful of our political employees have remained true to their
oath of office-that oath being to uphold the Constitution. This is the
one, single, most important responsibility of all government
employees: to uphold and defend the United States Constitution,
because it is the Constitution that limits government authority and
intrusion into the lives of the sovereign citizens of this country.
And yet, one can now count on one hand the number of government
employees in the White House, Congress or the Judicial system actually
abiding by their sworn oath. Because of this monumental failure to
abide by their oath, after the World Trade Center buildings were
deliberately brought down by unknown terrorists of unknown national
origins, the civil liberties and human rights of American citizens
were then brought down, as well.

As the events continued to unfold like some bizarre and poorly written
Hollywood script, it became increasingly clear that someone would
indeed "have hell to pay" for 9/11. It would be the victims and the
survivors of 9/11 who would have hell to pay. It would be Americans,
themselves, who would have hell to pay. It would be the First
Responders who were told by our government that the air was safe and
nontoxic-they would have hell to pay slowly, as they died in years to
come from the microscopic dust of the pulverized buildings that was
imbedded in their lungs. Lies, false claims, and false accusations
would be publicly announced, forever captured on videos, and wars
would be started regardless of public outcry. Then, the innocent
living in foreign lands would also have hell to pay. Children would
have hell to pay. Mothers and babies would have hell to pay. Unarmed
citizens would have hell to pay. Future generations would have hell to
pay because of the criminal use of weapons and machinery contaminated
with depleted uranium.

The blood of thousands of Americans would mingle with the blood of
hundreds of thousands of citizens in foreign lands as American leaders
distanced themselves from any semblance of virtue, truthfulness, and
ethical behavior, and illegally invaded one nation and then another
for no clear or moral reason.

All the while, we would hear from American political leaders and pious
American religious leaders that this-as well as their other calls for
violence, murder, and assassination-this was all the will of god. The
Judeo-Christian god was speaking to some of these leaders personally,
we would hear, and he was once again coveting our neighbor's blood,
and coveting our blood as well. Jehovah was once again asking us to
kill our neighbors.

And I wondered yet again about that very strange god who seemed to be
the complete opposite of the Teacher, and yet had been somehow
elevated to the status of "god of the universe." It did not seem that
the universe was even large enough to contain both of these polar
opposites. But it was not quite time for the actual explanation about
this conundrum to become known.

I returned to the study of politics, eventually discovering with an
increasing sense of horror, that throughout the 1900s, the private
bankers and corporate leaders of this "one nation under God," had very
slowly but surely established in America all ten planks of the
Communist Manifesto. These are the ten measures needed in order to
create a communist nation in which all power belongs to the state, and
no power belongs to the individual who had once been a sovereign
citizen.

It began in 1913, when our employees in Congress gave their
Constitutional power to coin money over to a private banking system
cleverly referred to as The Federal Reserve. There is nothing
"federal" about the Federal Reserve. Like the "P.a.t.r.i.o.t. Act,"
this was a title designed to mislead and suggest the opposite of its
true makeup. The Federal Reserve is a privately owned banking monopoly
from which the government would then borrow money. That same year,
steps were taken to begin a "federal income tax" on Americans' labor
with an un-Constitutional, "progressive tax." This was done because
the bankers knew there was a great deal of money to be made on the
labor of the citizens. This income tax would then be used to pay the
interest fees levied by the private bankers of the Federal Reserve, on
the money they loaned to the government. Both of these acts-
establishment of a central banking monopoly and a heavy taxation on
labor-were two important planks of the Communist Manifesto.

Now powerful beyond belief, those who controlled the creation of money
would soon control America. America would enter into a World War, and
then The Great Depression. The Great Depression allowed another plank
of the Communist Manifesto to take place, in which the state and the
bankers confiscated individuals' personal properties due to
predictable back taxes and mortgage foreclosures.

Other planks in the Communist Manifesto include restrictions on
inheritance, "free" public schooling of children through which a poor
education is guaranteed and strictly controlled by the state,
establishment of government-protected agricultural conglomerates who
control farmland and the nation's food, communications restrictions,
traveling restrictions, zoning restrictions, blurring of country
borders, property confiscation due to resistance or rebelliousness,
and so on. In other words, as one walks the planks, the communist
state ceases to acknowledge individual rights. As Marx and Engels
wrote, the people then become an "incoherent mass," and "an instrument
of labor" for the state, to be treated "equally," male and female
alike. Thus, the people will become a blur, each having lost his or
her individual identity. Without an identity, they become moving cogs
in a grinding wheel of corporate industry. They become beasts of
burden who must labor to eat and then are expected to pay a tax on
their labor.

In a totalitarian state, the country is generally led by a dictator
who enforces his will over the people who have no voice or
representation whatsoever. In such a state, there is zero tolerance of
criticism-those who are critical of the state or the dictator are
viewed as enemies of the state. Through propaganda generated by state-
controlled mass media, there is an effort to keep the public in
complete, patriotic support of the state, while the state, in turn,
takes control over every aspect of human life. Terrorism, and paranoid
surveillance tactics are generally used against citizens in a
totalitarian state.

It is not clear what form of government America has at this time, but
it seems to be a rather unpleasant blend of several forms of
government that America was never meant to have. This occurred because
Americans were persuaded by the propaganda machine to have total faith
in the government, to believe that those working as our employees in
the government were telling us the truth, that they were living up to
their oath of office to support and defend the Constitution from all
enemies, and that they were therefore protecting us. Our Constitution
was created to establish and severely limit a government for the sole
purpose of preserving our freedom and protecting our individual
rights.

For almost a century, however, a large number of our employees in the
government have clearly not been upholding or defending the
Constitution. They have been destroying the Constitution so they could
reap personal profits. But most of us never read or studied the
Constitution during our "free" public schooling. We did not realize or
recognize, therefore, the slow but steady erosion taking place within
America. We did not know what they were doing to us, to our freedom,
and to our country.

Now we know.

This has been a repeating cycle in human history. We are liberated and
then we are enslaved again as soon as we become complacent. The only
comfort for those of us longing to return to an America of honor and
personal liberties is in knowing that it is never too late to restore
or reestablish civil liberties and human rights.

Each time these divine rights are taken away from us, it is necessary
for us to stand up and reestablish them. We must work together to
block the creation of the New World Order's "religion," which is
called communism. It will be a dry canal that will leave us forever
thirsting for our spiritual identities.

As I completed the Special Edition, the Teacher returned and suggested
a very simple and innocent plan in which we might reestablish the
Constitution and our rights. Divine countermeasures were once again
underway.

"Empower The People," he said to me.

"I don't know how to empower the people," I said.

"Those who are now occupying government positions are no longer
keeping their oaths to preserve and uphold the Constitution. Since
they are no longer doing this, let The People become empowered with
this."

He was smiling, but I was still not sure what he meant.

"Invite every single person who reads this to take an oath to uphold
and protect the Constitution of the United States," he said. "Include
the oath for them at the bottom of the page so that they might read
it, take the oath and then date and sign it."

I now began laughing. His plans are always very simple and very
logical. He-the political warrior who had come not to establish
religion but to save us from religion-now had a plan to save us from a
government gone bad.

This will be a unique type of an oath, custom tailored for a unique
situation in which the entire federal government is in need of being
addressed by We The People, the ones they are meant to serve. It will
be an oath of principle, similar to a declaration of spiritual
allegiance. We individuals will now come together in order to once
again form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic
Tranquility, provide for the common defense, promote the general
Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty. With as many citizens as
possible swearing or affirming to uphold and enforce the Constitution,
no branch of the government, be it judicial, legislative, or
executive, can continue to operate in defiance of the Constitution.
Doing so will guarantee intense public scrutiny by those whose sworn
duty it will now be to see that our government servants are operating
strictly according to the Constitution. Any individual not upholding
the Constitution should be removed from office.

The first step is to study the Constitution, and keep a copy of it
with you. You will see that the Constitution fully guarantees your
divine rights by limiting the power and authority of the federal
government. The Constitution is the federal government's operating
permit, and they may operate only within its specific boundaries.

The federal government has no authority to interfere with state
government, such as in the recent case in which the federal government
stated it would prosecute medical marijuana use despite the fact that
states have determined this use to be legal. The federal government
has no right to "dispose" of state food safety laws. The federal
government has no right to spy on the citizens it is supposed to be
serving. No one in the federal government is immune from the law.
Especially not immune to the law are the President, Vice President,
their staff, Congress, or those in the Judicial system. "Executive
Privilege," is not mentioned in the Constitution and certainly would
never have been established to provide those holding office with an
opportunity to break laws or hide their high crimes and misdemeanors.

>From sea to shining sea, it is time for us all to stand up and swear
or affirm to protect and enforce the document that made America and
her sovereign citizens unique. You will be handsomely compensated.
Your compensation will be Liberty.

OATH

I, ___________________, a sovereign citizen of the United States, do
solemnly swear or affirm that I will defend, uphold and enforce The
Constitution of the United States.

Date:______________

---------------------

Mary wishes to thank Congressional Candidate Mark Yannone (Independent-
Arizona) for his input in this article. Please note that Mark does not
solicit or accept campaign funds. http://www.yannone.org

The above article is an excerpt from Mary Sparrowdancer's Special
Edition of The Love Song. The first edition sold out three times in
2006, and became the #2 Bestseller at her former publisher's house.
Then, with worldwide orders still unfilled, the book was pulled out of
print by the publisher. Used copies of the first edition are now
selling on amazon for up to $180. The Special Edition, however, is
about to be printed. Free PDF copies of the first edition are
available to anyone who pre-orders a Special Edition, signed by the
author, for $20.

www.sparrowdancer.com

sparrowdancer1@earthlink.net
Art Deco - 24 Mar 2007 18:31 GMT
>rense.com

is the perfect place to feed your delusions, fez-head.

Signature

Supreme Leader of the Brainwashed Followers of Art Deco

"To err is human, to cover it up is Weasel" -- Dogbert

Warhol - 24 Mar 2007 18:55 GMT
> >rense.com
>
> is the perfect place to feed your delusions, fez-head.
>
> --

Oh lord... maybe I should feed my brains in a yids place.... The
delusion is to pretend to be someone you are not... thats real
delusion.. and you Yids live in reel delusions since you think you are
the chosen ones... but for me you are only chosen for the perfect
solution... thats the Catwalk over the Holy Lake of Fire... if you
seeWhat I mean... You Pay Tribute... or else... I send ye to your
father.
Art Deco - 24 Mar 2007 19:05 GMT
>> >rense.com
>>
[quoted text clipped - 9 lines]
>seeWhat I mean... You Pay Tribute... or else... I send ye to your
>father.

The fez-head core temperature is rising again, he's back to his
impotent extortion threats.

Signature

Supreme Leader of the Brainwashed Followers of Art Deco

"To err is human, to cover it up is Weasel" -- Dogbert

Warhol - 24 Mar 2007 21:28 GMT
> >> >rense.com
>
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and you stink... I am wondering how long good Americans will suport
vermin of your kind...why dont you go to your Turkomongolian
masters... if they are so good for ye... what are you doing in
America, piece garbage...

Reel Americans are tired of the yids lies that brought their children
bloods on the Alter of the demons children of your kind... For my PART
I CLAIM IT LOUD AND STRONG... THE FINAL SOLUTION FOR THE YI-DISH
QUESTION... Purification with fire... thats the only thing that will
keep the Future world free from vermin, who respect no law.. of heaven
or Earth....

Yids I curse ye.... with the wrath of Mitzvah... who's books shall
betray your hooked Nose till driven to the plank... with Whips and
fire....
Art Deco - 24 Mar 2007 21:35 GMT
>> >> >rense.com
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[quoted text clipped - 30 lines]
>betray your hooked Nose till driven to the plank... with Whips and
>fire....

And topped off with impotent death threats.

Signature

Supreme Leader of the Brainwashed Followers of Art Deco

"To err is human, to cover it up is Weasel" -- Dogbert

Warhol - 24 Mar 2007 22:09 GMT
> >> >> >rense.com
>
[quoted text clipped - 34 lines]
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The impotent life threats i reciece every day from your kind... but I
promise you hell will break out for your kind... surrender Now or
Else... is the message.

You got long enough now... to read the Warnings written in very big
letters... Dont Enter the Room of Warhol... since my Barbarian Dogs
are waiting ye, behind the corner of Y2K8... ToMorroW foR yidS and
their Father the Viper...
Notan - 24 Mar 2007 22:12 GMT
<snip>

> The impotent life threats i reciece every day from your kind... but I
> promise you hell will break out for your kind... surrender Now or
[quoted text clipped - 4 lines]
> are waiting ye, behind the corner of Y2K8... ToMorroW foR yidS and
> their Father the Viper...

Are you living in some type of virtual reality?

TAKE YOUR MEDS!!!

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Notan

Warhol - 24 Mar 2007 22:52 GMT
> <snip>
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The world is living in a virtual reality.... with yids lies... and now
if there are no yids to open their mouth on the topic... I must say
conclusion will be easy this time... that yids f.cked their own with
the Next Picture they tried to sell... See Ye ToMorroW...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ccI9RsvOYuU
watch and learn something you damn cornfield parasites...
Saul Levy - 31 Mar 2007 06:47 GMT
David Duke's a racist PIG just like the WartPlugs are!  Thanks for
clearly showing us exactly what you are!

Saul Levy

>The world is living in a virtual reality.... with yids lies... and now
>if there are no yids to open their mouth on the topic... I must say
[quoted text clipped - 3 lines]
>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ccI9RsvOYuU
>watch and learn something you damn cornfield parasites...
Saul Levy - 31 Mar 2007 01:28 GMT
Is THIS now YOUR room, Pig sh.t?

Saul Levy

>> And topped off with impotent death threats.

>The impotent life threats i reciece every day from your kind... but I
>promise you hell will break out for your kind... surrender Now or
[quoted text clipped - 4 lines]
>are waiting ye, behind the corner of Y2K8... ToMorroW foR yidS and
>their Father the Viper...
Warhol - 24 Mar 2007 22:45 GMT
> >> >> >rense.com
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yes you are standing now with your mouth open... while i piss on dirty
yids teeth's... are they hiding their stinking heads from a Horrible
beast? or can't they support their lies they have told anymore...
Where is Balaam who must come save the Chosen ones?... Ha ha ha
chickens you see crime will not pay... and your unbelief was very
dumb... since now see all yids standing on the side and even not
daring to open their mouth... and when they do they sound
hysterical...

You were caught red handed.

Warhols Gran'da'dy is the only God who proved His Godhood; the only
one who was willing to become a man and endure all that we endure and
still overcome our waywardness... and your kind tried to steal from
that man, who had chosen to live amongst his people he created as the
old gran'da'pa who loved all his children... and you want to steal
this Heritage... how can you attack your creator creation... only very
dumb beast can commit such error.. and that are Rats, Vipers, Frogs...

the only solution... surender now or Else... Face the Final
Solution...

I want to see Silver of all Christians and Muslims and BUDHIST... yids
silver is cursed with a blood mark... see now, where you got your
dirty RACE in... Extermination is awaiting you this time for real...
Hitler never harmed your kind of vermin... because he knew he what was
awaiting yourkind after 70 years been released amongst the Nations in
1948... and this since the times you tried to create the fake Goth's
lands 1560 years ago, with the same crimes and plots you used to
create fake manmade tiny PISreal somewhere in the middle of the
desert, they tried to tell history of civilization who dont fit in
that decor, because yids even dont known that was, and this from
archives filed with Trojan Horse... they got from archives they have
looted from all Nations... and especiallythe Archives of the ancient
Cordovian Civilisation from a son shall born in the Cometh Day's...

Their traps they setup to catch and destroy God son, will faill
ofcourse and turned against vermin who want to paint me as terrorist
where people must be afraid of me... so they could steal me better...
Christians and Muslims you maybe dont known it... 911 was nothing more
than a chase for innocent children like written in the bible would
happen on jesus Birth... So they are trying to kill your GOD... will
you let this vermin do... or will lift up your voice and force this
vermin to answer the questions of to go f.ck themself...

IF YOU LOVE GOD... KNOWN THIS PEOPLE ARE ENEMY OF GOD... TURN AWAY OF
THIS VERMIN... SINCE THEY WILL BE DESTROYED WHEN THE GOOD SHEEP WAKE
UP, and GO TO NEW VALLEY'S WHERE THIS VERMIN WILL HAVE NO INFLUENCE
ANYMORE.

GOD SAY'S GO UP and LEAVE THE CITY'S to DEMONS... GOD'S WRATH IS ABOUT
TO BE RELEASED ON THEM...   AS THE WRATH THAT WAS RELEASED ON EGYPT...

YIDS THE MIZBAH CURSE... IS FOR YOU...

One can love the Universe or Nature, and even Life, but it does not
mean one has to love ALL of Mankind... We have to discriminate, tell
the difference between the helpful and the harmful, and contributer,
admire, love one, and not the other

David Duke speech in Flanders..must see..just excellent

1/2 hour video @ youtube
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ccI9RsvOYuU

you poisonous little cockroaches will hiss like snakes at what he has
to say...because what he says is absolute 100% truth..........PERIOD
Saul Levy - 31 Mar 2007 01:37 GMT
Let me get this clear, WartPlugs:  Your granddaddy is GOD, therefore,
YOU are the grandSON OF GOD?  Have I got that right?

So the grandson of god is called WartPlugs?  How many of you are
there?  Just one?  Or 2?  Or 3?  Or all 4?  More?

You WartPlugs really are all f.cking WACKO NUTJOBS!

Saul Levy

>Warhols Gran'da'dy is the only God who proved His Godhood; the only
>one who was willing to become a man and endure all that we endure and
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>you poisonous little cockroaches will hiss like snakes at what he has
>to say...because what he says is absolute 100% truth..........PERIOD
Saul Levy - 31 Mar 2007 01:20 GMT
You have more delusions already than anyone else here, WartPlugs!
Well, maybe equal to Min's.

Saul Levy

>> >rense.com
>>
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>seeWhat I mean... You Pay Tribute... or else... I send ye to your
>father.
Saul Levy - 31 Mar 2007 01:10 GMT
A couple paragraph summary would have been enough, WartPlugs.

Saul Levy

>rense.com
>
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>since my first meeting with the great Teacher, my first book about
>this strange and ongoing encounter was about to be published.
 
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