The plight of man, and his heretics of angles, or shall I say angels

EPL- INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL

"IT" is by any and all regard, a pure gesture of arrogance, dare I say from the past generation, an era of man. That these masons, who both created, and yet, simultaneously create, that figure none as black jack 21, summoned forth, from the hall of that frequency of human imagination, which then occupies a generations thus. If I had not Albert Pike, on reflection, and Fredrick Wilhelm Nietzsche not behind, me, with full fulfillment now in the after, to finally understand (as they peer over bother shoulder thus) that man is entirely limited in his scope. For man does not see, that as a teenager may have inclinations, and thus a priori, the idea, and thus the natural talent, and further thus, the god given commerce, in a set medium, or sphere of complete thought (in it's full competence), in the forms of frequency to specify the personality type. We see that this teen, though he may falsely assert, and at time pull the better part of the wool over most eyes (as in the young Bill Gates, now to employ a team of what he could not get right in the first? yet with all those incomplete force powers standing behind you, did you know how to insert principle into the machine?).

 For those of you who trust to understand, you have finely and finally arrived at the annex of your thought process, to which abundance, and abode will be ever cast, at least upon this here thrown or sphere of thought, for there are 6 in all, which lead to 2 more, and back around to fully comprehend the full frequency meaning of those messengers 5, which mark all men, who esteem to know, for they lead to a secret 1, and thus and illustrious 2, then still further back around, for a full repeat, until it be well in your head, physically speaking, mind and soul, never to barter with again.

  These derelicts for there past, but as they seem to be in love with the angles found within the spheres of principle, and the bending of, who could they miss the test all along, and sink into Pikes sadness, and Nietzsche's madness (Nietzsche for this very reason was that separatist, or lonely to be frank). Do all not yet know the the elitist from all kinds, play with the thoughts of man, that they rule over their own, as they rule over those incompetents of our time, as to put them on meds and in a proper place, where their full energy can be harnessed, is a mild reflection.
 When, those prove that they know the angles contained, will not further serve turn coat, or rather free thinker type embarrassment, they will then not suffer the Christs endowment fund, or a firm crown and cross treatment, no,surely they will, by all regard, be hither to given the key to shambala, and thus the colors, sex parades and Majesty...then to ensue murder, mayhem and distrust, further still madness corruption and aloneness, and to one up, you may be sitting on Queen Elizabeth's thrown, to ruled by fear to be of any good, even to her own merry.
 Oh there seems to be a merry, down in the dregs of the best of us, to bad this type does not produce fortitude of the sustaining kind.
 The Masons rule by this apron of measurable distinction, placed at the very joint of phallus none the less? As to measure a man, or to teach a man measure, could this alchemy be blessed by god, or Faustian yet, the Jewish god. Did WWII not fully disclose the obviousness of this illustrious marriage, did not the Coke and Pepsi and even still, bipartisanship come into it's full swing hither aft? Oh to miss the punch in, only the gods should laugh at such a plight and they should, for humanity then rests upon their collective shoulders, and a further burden still, one god must awaken the lot of these clergy 13, when all see themselves under the glory of god, as they follow in strict accordance to these illusions set forth such as Taxes, Military, Politics, World Economy, Sex (the best rue of all, to create a separation of the man, then to barter this too, an age old conniption). But the best yet, is that no one is alive to read this, as to late, when in the not so distant future, when you aim to resurrect the deity, the frequency, the last string, you will be missing the next, as you do me?


SM
The plight of man, and his heretics of angles, or shall I say angels