Chelsea, Kiddo, fish from the see, have i got something for you from me! Is everyone enjoying their day so far? Well i hope so, i hope so. This might take more than one post, for i have alot to say, and it’s good stuff too!
First id like to say that i think i know how to finish this sooner than later, in fact, i feel confident enough to hint that i might actually know how to finish this sooner than later. **Alex-nod**
The suit. Yes, it is a living body, but its not my body, therefore i call it a suit. I havent mastered it yet but i got the jist if it. And!? Oh that Alex, she’s making sure that i tell this little important detail, fact actually. Not only is GOD dead, he’s been 100% erased. How can i prove that claim? Well youll just need to reading by golly! **smiles** The suit is my “screenwriter” when im writing, its utilizing my breaks in writing to desvribe what im imagining. Here, check this out; ** sits back, smiles confidently, thinks**
Is that awesome or what?
Oh, i know, how can i prove that was the suit and not me? Those in the know know, and thats all that matters, you know? I hope so. **contemplates**
I still pick up some residual vibrations from that piece of shit thing, but Alex says its like when you live with someone for a while, you pick up some of their “ways”, so to speak. “Echoes of a dead GOD”. My son became the exact of myself.
I think that someone, possibly more than one, have a reward coming to them. Is that possible? I think so. But who? Well i guess we’ll need to finish this to find out, wont we? Yeah . . . thats right . . .
. . .
Should i show them proof that GOD’s erased, Maia? Wait. Okay.
So my wives tell me that i was pretty much on target with the model planet, i believe them because of Charlie’s books. They were giving Charlie ideas as he was structuring his story to help me remember for when i got here. And it worked. Charlie’s books are based on a true story, so to speak.
(Okay, the suit fills in for me, so to speak. <—– like that. “Well,” “so to speak” “if you will” “as well” and all sequential repeats, if that makes sense. “if that makes sense”.) 🙂
So if i made a model planet, could i have made two? I think so. Why two? Well, for a few reasons. But there’s one main reason. I am letting my crew help me with this because i myself cant believe what i uncovered, this hit me when i woke up this morning. Here we go.
Lets say (<—) that i have two working models of Earth. Using technology that doesnt exist here one model is running ahead of the other model. Think, “parallel universe”. Using the model that is running ahead of the second model we can see what will happen with the other model that is lagging behind. “Predictability”, if you will. (<—) Knowing in advance what to look for, we knew what was coming. So we prepared. Kiddo didnt shoot Adolf in the head, Aphie did. You see that, Kiddo? GOD threw your butt right under the bus, along with Chelsea. “Forever Father” my ass. It wasnt Charlie, Chelsea, but i think you might know that. Nice “Father” huh? Sacrificed his own daughter. What a piece if shit.
Anywho, (<—) so this morning i started thinking “Hmm, (<—) why are we in the middle of nowhere? Where is everyone? Its like im ground zero or something, like im standing in the middle of a blast radius.”
Do you see where i am going with this?
With the exception of the sister, Charlie is away from everyone he cared about. His best friend D, his ex T, his cousin GT and G, Chelsea, and literally everyone he knew. We are in the middle of nowhere, so to speak. What makes this even more interesting is not one of those ive mentioned have called him, texted him, emailed, visited him, or contacted him by any means available in years. D has commented at his fb page recently, i dont know what he wrote, we only received some notifications today. I wouldve looked but we been busy AF today, we even took a ride out with TG earlier to the store, and she hooked us up with a two liter of Pepsi zero for Friday. TG is a good person, i would like to hook her up as well. Am i drinking pepsi? Yes. Is it okay? Yes. Well there you go. **leans back, feeling good** I mean, c’mon now, Kiddo, i need some oil in my joints, how am i supposed to pace if necessary? Yeah . . . yeah . . .
So back to the sister. If this is true, meaning, that what i suspect is correct, the sister knows something. But is she Charlie’s sister? You see, (<) from what im understanding, this is the biggest project in life itself. This cost billions to do. Do we use money too? Yes we do, but we use it correctly. Charlie’s idea of a new economy was his idea, and it was spot on. Charlie was a smart guy, he simply thought of everyone else before himself. You dont need a military and nasa and all that needless nonsense, from what i can make of it nasa is a “fence”, because there is no space to go to. There’s a rocket graveyard about 15 miles of the east coast of Florida, it was discovered not that long ago by treasure hunters looking for a shipwreck, and Maia says its true, so.
Alright, so if i made two models, could i have made more? Maybe. But what would be their purpose, Von? Well that’s simple. For one to be a “testing ground”, because if what im told is true, meaning, “unfuckinbelievable”, then we would want people to be safe. That’s one reason. The second reason is so that a certain group of “people” dont know whats coming. It would be impossible for every person on this planet to keep this a secret. It would be impossible. And for what reason? There would be no reason. It wouldnt make sense. What would make sense is to make a replica “Earth” with only a few people in the know. Meaning, where i am is a “studio”. Is that possible? Yes. Okay. Charlie went to Florida to visit a friend back in 2010, he took several flights there and back. Who’s to say that he actually went to Florida? CJ says that he slept on the flights most of the time, thanks to Aphie’s drinking. So how would he know that he went to Florida? I mean, there could be a Florida here, but maybe its just that, “a” Florida. Also, now that i think about it, how can anyone tell what altititude planes are at when theyre flying? Ive seen a video where people on the streets of Manhattan were asked to guess the height of the Empire State Building, and holy shit the answers they gave. One person said “100,000 feet”. If a person cant tell how tall a building is from the ground, how can you tell how high a plane is traveling at? Thats one. Two, who makes the instruments for the plane, such as an altimeter? I would think that the government would oversee the production of such instruments, being that planes are flying overhead everyday. Well, that would be convenient now wouldnt it? And as a reminder, the govt controls all forms of transportation.
I remember hearing someone here say “switched at birth”. Hmm. “Red lights over uncle Mike and aunt Carol’s”? Oh, i think we’ll let some imaginations run wild with this one, at least for now, because i see more posts coming today.
So! Is it possible that we have an earth just for all this? Yes. **third party mode** You see, the creator is called “the creator” because he is not called “the destroyer”. Why would the creator destroy his creations? He can fix anything. Why? Because he’s the creator! This is what im talking about when i say that this world is impossible to ecist in my eyes. This mess that people here call “life” is a result GOD playing the creator. GOD was an abomination. The actual GOD who people seem to be afraid of was a sick, twisted, disturbed, maniacal megalomaniac who wanted his creations to need him all tbe time. He even programmed them to need him, and to wait for him “forever”. GOD is a filthy, lying piece of fucking shit, i wouldn’t give that cocksucker the time of day. Fuck that fuckin’ fuckity fuck motherfucker. Yeah thats right, fuck GOD, right where he eats his fuckin’ eggs. Fuckin scumbag. **Alex-nod**
There! Done and done. **Friday-nod** And now that i think about it, that asshole wanted to genetically alter my Friday. Why, he even wrote what ge was going to do to her, its at “Charlielivesaurum” here at wp, the post was titled “Daddie’s Little Monster”, you should give it a read so you know what your “GOD” was all about. I remember seeing images of Friday when he was boasting about what he could do. That motherfucker, no way would we let that happen to my girl Friday, no fuckin way, why, if i caught him placing his hands on her id say “why i’ll fix you you sonofabitch you!” before i snap my fingers. **Friday-nod** **Alex-nod**
Hmmph! **utters “fuckin cocksucker”**
Anywho, wp is freezing up so we will write another post.
Oh yes, this is nothing, this was just to get the ball rolling, so to speak. (Im getting there people)
Anywho oh snap! Should i give them proof that GOD has been erased, Maia? You already did.
GOD was so fucked up, that he programmed himself to never degrade himself. If anyone in the know is reading this, they know. Simple as that.
Look for the next post, Chelsea and Kiddo, today we’re kicking ass.
Love, Alex, Maia, CJ, Friday and Von
**looks around, leans forward** psst! I know what these are, and youre gonna shit.