”How are you today??..” some Spanish girls asked, very hot.. Well, I looked at the sorry company, of guys aiming for money, and the girls, pretending interested to be bought.. and when girl pretended something, she followed it, it could become her whole life, if some white knight didn’t catch up, like the Don Quijote Riddaren av den Sorgliga Skepnaden, whose sole life purpose was to throw himself in whereever there was danger, to slay dragons of evil nature, and do the bidding of God, no matter if he got hit in the face once, or was murdered on the way.. As Zen master Blyth said: salvation?? That is up to God to save us..
‘sex death birth gimmic’ Jack thought, as he began to shake, Satan Sin and Death present at the same time close to him.. as he stood there speaking with them, he knew, that the only thing they afterwards would speak about was his right leg shaking slightly, the neurological damage control disease was only afflicting one leg still here in Japan Tokyo, and not the other, but people didn’t pay attention.. They claimed he was afraid, or nervous, or a coward, though everything he had done proved the opposite.. They claimed he ‘didn’t have faith in them’, and demanded blind faith to just go ‘into that sun up there where you can sleep, then you can come down to breath some air and drink some water.. no apartment you need, nor money, food or anything.. we know that.. and we expect this blind belief in this demand on ours.. ‘ then they planned to try to steal his paradise, and just like Izzy Young said;
‘when I die, people will say: IZZY .. what a nice guy he was.. but when I’m alive and well but approaching death because of old age.. no one comes around any longer.. these days, everybody for themselves.. YOU KNOOOOWWW..’
Yhea, that was like true.. The Zen disease was just this, to disregard ties of relationship, neighbourly needs that is, since you can’t love without giving.. But these days ‘everybody for themselves’.. They demanded you to have blind faith, so they in their collective mass psychosis then could steal your paradise, and as you laid there in your white coffin ‘just for you, like John Lennon with kitchen knife through the heart, you want us to beat less!! How about we beating your brains out??’ then we will have a party on your grave, and feel hot afterwards.. You were so big, so now when you are dead, we can get back to our perversions..
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So the Zen disease was manifesting itself in a general paranoia, which claimed you were paranoid, just you looked at the coins you got back from the cashier, didn’t matter you looked at them just because you had happened to buy something for exactly 666 yen, and interesting enough Saturnus was suddenly the coin you looked at in your hand..
People just HAD to make you love them, and never confirm anything, and then, as the woman had gotten her fortune through your big fame, suddenly one day she had a birthday and the day after decided to throw herself off a cliff straight down into the fire of hell..
‘now I got fame from you, and ..’ and there she stood, ‘and since there is a rope binding me and you you will also be dragged after me.. HA HA HA my beautiful stupid husband..’ and she threw herself straight off the cliff there she went.. and ‘buy honey..’ you screamed jokingly, pulling her up with your strength, she flying over your head and landing on a stone almost beating her brains out.. ‘that was funny.. ha ha ha.. you thought really I was not stronger than Nigger-Arnold-Schwartzernigger.. typical disbelief.. only the impression of things you count.. likt what I have in my BIP account, or how many numbers the songs I sing get rated officially, or my social account ‘how many followers’.. but you knowing different, you still can’t believe.. you believe in the devil honey, and that is d’evil, al malu, the sick bastard, and that is why you make the male that loves you sick, and then you stamp on his human face forever, getting into hell.. luckily enough you were tied to me, and the domionion given by God is stronger than the lust of feeling.. and so I saved you this time since I am so strong..’
So it then was proven that everything really in social life was about the women, or associated with kvinnofrågan, as Strindberg called it, the question about the women..
Perverting the woman, was perverting the earth, and now the whole earth had become corrupted because of the Jewish tribe, which aimed only at two things;
Manipulate power by posturing with ‘big beautiful bill demon crazy’ , and that was just postering, really behind, was pluto crazy ruling, and only the numbers on the BIP account ever mattered to them.. And women became crazy and began competing with each other about whom could most quickly and most ‘succesfully’ throw themselves into the fire, and down there they became a whore to satan , spreading corrupted death all around them.. It was a shit house and that was why it was having been designated to such a place name..
The shit house..
But, we had a new trend, we were the most famous on the planet, more even than Taylor Swift, our lover and big admirer, but it did not show up in the songs I sing numbers, neither could it be seen on our social account, and of course, since everybody was paranoid skizzos together in a mass psychosis projecting upon us that WE were THEIR disease, which we had joked about a long time, before Allah Almighty forbid the Al Malamatia Saifi Master Jack Kerouac to call himself ‘paranoid skizzo’ , going along with their stupid disease, and in the words of Oscar Wilde, many times quoted by Izzy Young for us ‘cause each man kills the thing he loves’ and everybody was now waiting for us to die, assassinated in some bush as we did not have money for rent, and as a skeleton looking not having eaten for a month, ‘and I hope he died thirsty’ then of course there was also 0 on our BIP account.. The new trend though, was for artists whom would get cancelled publishing their song, to instead turn to our Baise Moi Recording Label Studios, where we could just write our name as performer and writer, and then billions could listen to it, and it would always only get about only 1,200 hits, and then the number would fall back under 1000..
And thus, no woman could love us, because their hearts were love less.. ‘you can’t love without giving’, they were in pain, screaming, burning, next month we would not be able to afford a double room, and the demand began coming ‘why don’t you buy new clothes, you will look good in them’, if we can’t afford rent and food, we were wondering, and knew the girl knew this, why she wrote such a provocative message.. turned out she was jealous, and now when she had earned a fortune just on our name, she wanted to oppress us with the same.. you know the same old story about Mammon getting on top of you which they always get possessed by in the end..
The jew devils had lied about this too, just like ISISrael had said for 30 years already ‘Iran is just days away from an atom bomb..’ and never happened.. or the Green movement, had said for 50 years ‘in 10 years the earth will be unlivable.. water will rise and drown everybody.. do something (..) (which meant to give them money)..’
And it never happened.. and IF it happened, ‘let us wipe out Iran’ they screeched ‘finally our prophetical vision happened!!’, and that was the point, if what they projected actually happened, they wanted to wipe me out, as well as my home country Iran, and etc etc etc. Proof of that I was NOT what they projected all the time, lied in the fact that it never happened.. I didn’t grow old, I looked 17 as I was 27, and now earth quakes had in Japan arisen due to me going into Itaqaf, and being disappointed with them .. not the emperor and my wife Aiko and her mother, mind you, but with the general insight that here too people just wanted to kill the thing they loved, being possessed by the idea to separate the front of the shield from the back of the shield and biting the hand that held it, total loser strategy.. And then they wanted ME to be the loser.. Just like ISISrael now screeched about Iran having the atom bomb ‘so let us wipe it out Uncle Sam’ looking over their shoulder, but there came my friend Putin, and Xi, and everybody could reach forgiveness, so RocketMan had also ordered his nation to support Palestine and end Tell a Vive’s oppression with an atom bomb coming from a direction they could not guess.. ‘and then it was not Iran in the end..’ we would laugh later, seeing Tell A Vive puverised by an atomic blast from the other side of the planet..
Then I would feel better.. And the black magical trance would lose some of its hold over the women, which would make our relationship more easy.. And I would then be more happy..
Ernestus von Renteln had told me:
‘we very powerful lodge, society in the society.. we killed Mozart..’
They killed me.. I was thinking sitting there listening to the cultivated Baron, ‘I will not go THERE again.. that’s for certain..’
And then he said ‘you do not really want them..’ alluding to the women.. But, letting his words sink in, I realized there was something in them, but something satanical, something all too rational.. yes, the women were sick, but were not it the mission of the strong to help the weak?? ‘do not save me!’ would not be a cry accepted.. the women had strongly urged me to save them, a light in our hearts had been flamed, and thus I just kept on going, just like Izzy dared to write to me in his letter..
And then I was there again, back with the Spanish women..
‘what to do..’ I thought as they stood there wet vagina in the air, and all of them sort of coming on me at the same time as the guys stood there envious behind, grunting.. ‘only right leg shaking is it lion or tiger..’ it was a quiz.. The light suddenly was there having solved the issue temporally.. But they laughed hot and turned on and we stood there smiling..
‘awww.. today happy.. mostly cloudy.. dark clouds.. people are like that I said..’ and the criticism worked , always worked, the women were agreeing with me.. some guy said ‘but have you seen him when he laughs??’
‘doesn’t matter’ the women were defending me ‘he is SOO funny..’
The guys were looking, noticing the women had manged to reach me, which was in the extrapolated mode intrapolating to wanting to reach orgasm with me, and became insanely jealous..
‘is it the tiger with the stripes.. GOOOODDHWHW BUUUUYYYY..’
They didn’t even try to hide that ‘by’ as in ‘by leave’ for example, in their mouths was pronounces ‘buuuuy’ like in ‘shee buy ahh’
As I walked into the temple grounds, where I usually spoke with the Samuraij Master, I stopped under the bell, balancing on one foot I felt the weight of chance desires from people, the attention made it almost impossible to move freely, since every perfect move, would at once be praised to the skies, like it was a miracle (which maybe it was, thinking about the tense attention on even my little finger moving), and every move that could not be perfectly understood, would at once be hackled to death, my death in the end was the thought then.. I knew it would gradually heal my neurological damage.. The good thing about it though, was that it saved time, so things happened so much faster.. But the nature of the woman, always demanding more, was spurring on, despite that SHE was the horse.. ‘faster faster faster expoling into space’.. like Merlin in the beginning of the Exhorsist, after he has found the satanical Baal statue in the archeological grounds being dugged out, are having creepy signs.. a pack of horses on the run are almost about to kill him, he has to PULL BACK in last second.. such things are dangerous.. Therefore the first 4 guided Khalifas all died with a knife in their back, some in praying positions.. When you prayed you were not allowed to look over your shoulder except if Allah made you do so, or the tiger in you.. And that was faith.. You had been chosen by God to ruling position, and you were prepared to die on it, you feared death yes, but you were enjoying life so much and to such an extent that this enjoyment of the dominion of God was more important than not taking risks and being relaxed was as we shall see, then the most important aspect..
As I stood there looking at the ever green tree, displayed under an archade of ringing bells, making the decision of being even more brave, challenging myself, and letting the decision turn into a future happening by the Zikhr, my sakki was suddenly arousen, but to a very low degree.. My gaze at once fell on a rat that was charging at me from a hole, when my gaze met him, he had come half ways from his hole towards me.. The animals even in Japan were like funny.. Cockroaches were sneaking trying to get into your bag, but as you saw them, they at once confessed their fault, and looked silly..
This was also the case with this rat.. As I stamped my feet, he did not get disappointed at his failure, like some cunning greedy rats in other countries, but with the speed of the same velocity, turned the other direction and ran straight back into his hole..
Some 2 minutes later as I still stood there letting the Zikhr click in properly, again my sakki was awaken.. My gaze again went down and there was that same rat, charging at me again!.. Stamping my feet the same thing happened..
I laughed heartily at the funny scene when at once it was echoed by some women watching me from distance..
3 minutes later I walked out of that part of the temple, and standing under the bell again, balancing, I turned on one leg into the other direction.. Then walking backwards I knew there was a ledge.. Trusting myself, I turned around exactly before that little ledge, and then walked towards the other bell at the entrance..
Standing myself under it, I did the same thing, and balancing on one leg turning around the other direction, and then making 360 degrees, I discovered a photographer and kneeled down to take pictures of me..
‘observe the observer observed’ I walked towards him loving this thinking, and just 30 centimeters from his body I turned into the other direction, and looking at the police in their hut, I made a gesture of power appreciation, a Sieg Heil movement and walked to buy some juice for the night..
Coming round the corner two young women were loving me, showing it in their laughing, when suddenly I felt something in my right nostril..
Knowing it would be a catastrophy if it was a bogy, and afraid it would stick out and spoil the meeting, and that it would be A BIG THING, if it WAS and THEY SAW IT, I just bowed my head at both of them closely, and as they passed to forth a napkin..
Trying both nostrils I found nothing.. It was still white.. But still felt little itching..
Well, the catastrophy was a fete compli.. Could do nothing about it.. That I had thought it was something wrong was enough.. To be relaxed the most important quality out among people for a Khalifa.. And that I AT ONCE had proven them wrong in their supposition that it was something wrong, THAT DID NOT EITHER MATTER.. what mattered for the public was just THE IMPRESSION, that something COULD BE WRONG..
And so I realised this should be the end times.. The times of the tiger having the advantage of the lion..
‘the one whom breaks ties of relationship Allah breaks with’ Rasul Allah had said, and ‘do not say master but say ‘father or ami, or ‘ something familiar.. well, that was lion talk, and those times had proven to be a pathetic fallacy these days.. when everything had been over taken by a number, and the whole world could watch their neighbour starve to death in front of their very eyes, and still claiming they loved the person.. Now was the time of the Sign-Wars Confusius had spoken about, the return of the master, and when the compassion had ended, only Allah’s face would shine forth..
‘you said I had a bogy in my nose but it was nothing..’ maybe God would say, ‘and I controlled it, and still you broke my verses to pieces just because of your paranoid projection.. how you feel now when the world is nothing turned to dust and only my face remains??.. Where are all your money you gathered now.. gone with the wind by the break of day I guess..’ or something similar..
The Green Movement namely had the logic of Ernestus whom had been in Illuminati grade of high freemasonry: ‘logic tells us that we should wipe out humanity, .. then we can save the earth..’ yhea, any one with a brain could see that people had generally gone totally insane.. but this was not the issue.. The question was about RELIGION..
You see, Allah had created Adham and humanity as his Khalifa on earth, the other things were mirroring the mind of man, everything depends upon the mind, God’s mind, no mind.. Thus, it was not permitted to wipe out humanity (how now that could be done without the earth perishing in wars, contradictory to logic actually), but that we believed in Master of Doomsday, that was God, and God was love.. therefore we believed that ‘all things had an end’ and did not try to pervert ourselves, imitating some woman, by instead of growing up towards the sky like a healthy tree until we die, folded and thereby tried to form a circle.. Ouroboros was almost circular, imitating enlightenment, but just as perverted..
And Absurdistan from which Jack now was exiled as a political prisoner hunted all over the world, was like that fake spider which an Iranian snake could fold from its tail, and holding the tail in the air letting the spider dangle from the tail, a bird of joy flying in the air, faster faster faster, and as not to explode into space, it might make a bad move, and maybe disregard it sounded wrong, and dive towards that spider, and the snake seeing it coming just opening its eyes more and more (first it opens its eyes like a vampire, ready to strike, it is a preparation for the jaw that it will open soon soon soon sooner..) and suddenly the bird, instead of catching the spider, get the snake attack, fast as hell writhing with its body up towards its victim , and poisoning it with words of flattery, soon swallows it whole, and that was the end of the story of that bird.. Heart is writing in pain thinking about it..
You have to have patience, and exhort each other in truth, and exhort each other in patience..