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the Color of Understanding?

Clever, clover? Cyan?  I don't even want to send this to you.  it's a little scary.

Yesterday it dawned on me that the letter "l" as "light" reveals a number of other interesting combinations, colored light, from green to orange or blue to red.  There's a cute one in girl, "gee, I red light?" and in that single word you can see a kind of gradient game, where the red light turns to green hopefully as understanding spreads from the end of time to the whole--from "really?" to greenI are El.  I've seen this sort of game in other places... I'd love to hear if any "gradient words' come to mind for you, and what you see in them, this is the only one I've found.  A few weeks ago when I first described what the "colors of fire" mean to me, to you, I left out the color green (because fire's not green!)  which you might obviously connect to "life" and I tie to specific things like the links between biology and evolution and the plan, or the path, to Heaven.  Things I've still shared, like the relationship between DNA and soul searching, storage of large amounts of data.  Maybe even links in our history, things like seeing the development of hominids tied to the Matrix and the Mary Magdeline, in Neanderthal and Cromagnon

Like nearly all the light, this seems to work everywhere; what do you see?  You know, aside from very clear proof of Creation, and that we are without doubt "at" the unsealing of Creation.

A long time ago I wrote a post connecting our alternative energy drive, to a microcosm that maybe would link to the words "Light of Osiris," parallels between wind and hydrodynamic power to harnessing gravity--linked by the story of Don Quixote.   I thought it clever, and the Pope only a few days later said "Jesus Christ is helping us, still;" and that made me smile, you know--after he decided that "God was not magic" in heart of my story about might and magic.  That's green light to me too--and more than anything, for you all to hear, the real green light is you not wanting to go to a place that you should liken to roughing it in the outback forever--not wanting to go there is the way to get there.   The light of Osiris is a promise for infinite power, one that comes from listening to me... you can see the fuel of our son clearly in the word Deuteronomyoh... my... Adam.

Yesterday, as this was shown to me, I had a little break down; that happens some times, I get very anxious when I see things I don't like.  I started looking for green light words, and the very first one I read was "glare."  Green light to "reason,"  and I think I probably screamed shut it down, in my best Dark City impression.  From "girl" it's not hard to see that this whole message encoded in our language revolves around me specifically and my story--and I didn't spend enough time telling you the story of the multiple sets of police and paramedics that used their red glare lights to not only imply but act out the inevitability that I am in hell.  It's a difficult story to tell, because they didn't do much; but truth be told--to me--simply the fear induced by the implication, the kind of mentality that would allow that to happen--that's Hell too.  Still the air, this thing you are helping; it did a good job of make believe, to leave out actual pain would be... something I am not doing anymore.  I've seen quite a bit of it here, and not just from the Plague of Lice, from many people--it appears that they do not believe that inducing fear is torturous... and now look at me.  

It comes as no surprise to me that words like "go-d luck" and "our light" would connect to the lights of green and orange, that last one a color that defines Deucalion, nor did it take me long to decipher "Olsen" with something that made me a little bit happier; I know none of you think that our world is a game, but it's not how you are acting--and you should really connect the idea of "not a game" to the truth, to the Trinity in NES, because it's there to tell you about Nine Inch Nails in the nicest way possible.   To help us all understand that we a cross to bear, we a gift and a burden at the same time, one to ensure that Tenebris does not succeed.  So understand me when I tell you it is not a game, you are Chosen.  Hocus Pocus, see "you" are "us" telling Ha and Pa that magic turned the life giving Solo-man, into Solomon--and understand that "only Adam" knows that the change wrought by turning an "a" and an "o" has something to do with maveth (listen).  As an aside Taylor sings some interesting things every once in awhile, in Nothing Left to Lose she says words "ever since the day we died" as a phrase I understand to be related to a possible exit from reality--something that I do not believe we have ever seen, and that this place is telling us that fairly clearly.  I don't think she's right, I don't think we've had experience, I think we being prepared not to make that kind of mistake. 

In "Just Tonight" she implies with artistic subtlety--much like I do in my videos--a hidden message that perhaps she thinks this is something like the 21st revolution of this attempt.  I don't think she's right, but I would love to hear from her or anyone else that has any first hand knowledge of this not being the absolute first time Jesus Christ has ever spoken to anyone in the flesh.  It's the kind of thing that might be helpful.  The Latin meaning of SOL, and the Adamic meaning "So El..."  reinforces my belief that this place has been designed, our entire solar system in virtual reality, that our star does not actually exist and never has.  So El.  The game like map that brings us to Mars, and our lack of experience with interplanetary travel and colonization leads me to believe that the clever designer would like that to be obvious, for it to be obvious that the Chosen, would not (or want) try to break into reality in a place where it would be more dangerous than a jungle.

I look at the world around me and I think I might be in a little bit of trouble Table row, frame of reference, I owe you some blue light... which means you aren't getting it right now.  It's hard to believe that we could be in a place where the intricate Creator of it would tell us that things like Apple Computers and Holodecks were a "bad idea."  That's really what Heaven means to me, a place where we can make games and scenarios that are a little bit less real, maybe safer, and hopefully both more fun and functional at the same time using these technologies that we are clearly seeing are tied to the brick and mortar of the idea of Heaven.   Just from Holodecks, and Jabba the Hutt you can see that the blue light of Clark Kent actually comes from you, from NASDAQ and from art.

So I get a little scared, when I see the thing that really means "all the world to me" being chastised or frowned upon, not just by the words I am reading, but by all of you.  More important than a great new Playstation, this color of light brings us to an end of things like hunger, and sickness, and ageing--and if you read about Osiris, you'll see... this story is really why we know near-immortality comes from the "w-ork" at the end of the word maveth.   So when I see the "blue light of CK" as "block" and then in my charity search for a "bl" word that goes all the way to "us," to you all, and the only thing that shines there is "blasphemous" it makes me wonder, a little bit, if you all think that our society will continue on it's path of discovering and loving and using technology--or you think this is the end?  Look at "bloat," the blue light of "here" of our @; look at black, and see you are on the verge of permanent midnight.

His greens and blues are all wrong, they're almost perfectly backwards, so are yours--and maybe we should see this "reflection" of ourselves as a key.  It's time to change.  I imagine that the shades of blue are cleverly more uplifting, maybe you'll see more happiness in "cyan" and "teal."

My hammer is still set at pre-crime, end hunger, and heal the sick.  


Adam Marshall Dobrin < see why "adam now"

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