Anonymous ID: 585ed2 Sept. 27, 2018, 11:49 p.m. No.3227742   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>7804 >>7849 >>7862

CLOCKFAGS, ATTENTION ON DECK

 

the more i read the original Q posts regarding "HRC detained, not arrested yet" etc "Jon Podesta detained, not arrested" etc etc, those posts that seemed EVER SO DIRE to us anons who were there in the moment….

 

the more im beginning to think those posts were not meant for 2017, but rather, 2018.

 

WHAT BIGGER FUCKING BLOW TO THE MID TERMS, WOULD HILLARY FUCKING CLINTON AND PODESTA & CO, THE WHOLE FUCKING CABAL, BEING FOUND GUILTY AND INVESTIGATED, ETC, i.e. the FULL TRUTH COMING INTO VIEW

 

DARK->LIGHT

 

so, i ask clockfags, give us Qclocks (with mirrors) of those OG Q posts with the clinton arrests, etc.

 

what dates line up with & mirror those posts? i would do it, but im on a shit old computer with a fucky battery, and tbh, its a fucking bitch to use, but it beats fonefagging, and i fucking LOVE all of you, ALL OF YOU, WORLD WIDE, EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU.

 

BLESS YOU ALL

 

LITERAL SALT OF THE EARTH

 

Vincit Omnia Veritass

Amor Vincit Omnia

Cras Es Noster

Deus Vult!!!

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Anonymous ID: 585ed2 Sept. 28, 2018, 12:01 a.m. No.3227851   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>7909

>>3227804

there are a few ways to interpret the translation

 

"Tomorrow you are ours" sure, that one works.

 

i prefer it this way, as a statement from "Man" (i.e "Totality Infinitely Personified") to "Tomorrow" (whatever that even means, because There Is Only "Now")

 

TOMORROW, YOU ARE OURS.

 

WORLD WIDE

 

WHERE WE GO

ONE

WE GO

ALL

 

(i.e. 1=All, i.e. "All is One")

 

i.e. When OUR COLLECTIVE HIVE MIND is ALIGNED WITH TRUTH, THAT IS LOVE, THAT IS ORDER, THAT IS LIGHT.

 

LITERALLY NOTHING CAN STOP US FROM ACHIEVING what i refer to as

 

"THE GREATEST POSSIBLE OUTCOME WITHIN THE INFINITE ETERNAL"

 

Bless

 

Vincit Omnia Veritas

Amor Vincit Omnia

Cras Es Noster

Deus Vult

Anonymous ID: 585ed2 Sept. 28, 2018, 12:11 a.m. No.3227925   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>8072

>>3227862

 

im just hype aF cause we're coming up on the 1st anniversary of this most wonderful journey

 

>>3227804

 

MAGICK,(basically, the miraculous) especially when one understands CHAOS/ORDER, TRUTH, SELFLESSNESS, is real.

We are miraculous beings.

We are simply, Being.

Moses is said to have asked God his name.

God is said to have replied "ehyeh asher ehyeh" (I Am That I Am).

I AM THAT I AM

(c o n d e n s e d) : Being

 

Simply, Being.

MEME MAGICK is not a joke. it is real.

 

"Kek" is the "primordial chaos" working in our favor, because "Where We Go (One) We Go (All)"

 

(I) Am

(We) Are

(You) Are

Truth, Light, Order, rising from (primordial)darkness.

"Kek"/"Primordial Chaos"/"Ein Sof"

 

Is essentially something akin to the infinite quantum field, where literally Everything, and

Anything exist, literally Every (all of the) time, literally Everywhere, and Anywhere.

 

with one exception

 

this "existence" is in a realm/form of Pure* Possibility, Probability, Potentiality. This is why the symbols for "primordial chaos" (tohu wa bohu) are things such as "water" and darkness.

 

The "darkness" (primordial chaos) holds EVERY SINGLE POSSIBLE AND PROBABLE (infinitely)

potential within The Infinite Eternal,

 

(We) are the Light.

(All) is the Light.

(You) are the Light.

(Order) is the Light.

 

The first spark within the infinite expanse of "darkness" is what we call "True Love"

which we will define as: "Peaceful Acceptance of All Possibilities"

 

For literally anything within infinity to actually manifest and Be (in the way we are experiecing this shared reality), this must be the first state of Being.

 

Infinite Pure Potential (primordial chaos) is the ground of Being, Being is the ground of Love, Love is the ground of (Us).

This is (You)

This is (We)

This is (Us)

This is (All)

 

Bless<3

Anonymous ID: 585ed2 Sept. 28, 2018, 12:21 a.m. No.3228025   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>8080 >>8087

>>3227909

because the concept of poetry doesn't/couldn't exist in Latin…….

 

i feel like im talking to Abrina Fuckromavic or some faggot here thats getting all offended because a 21st century chaote is shitting on their sacred art form.

 

if youre just an autist well versed in Latin, bless you.

 

im just a lowly man of humble stature with a loose but wide knowledge base who has the best of intentions.

Anonymous ID: 585ed2 Sept. 28, 2018, 12:30 a.m. No.3228087   🗄️.is 🔗kun

>>3227909

>>3227983

>>3228025

 

all bantz aside, i appreciate your knowledge

 

Vincit Omnia Veritas

Amor Vincit Omnia

FUTURUM EST NOSTRUM

DEUS FUCKING VULT

 

bantz back in play tho,

 

"DEUS FUCKING VULT"

 

the "fucking" inbetween the "DEUS" and "VULT"

 

is that going to interfere with my co-opting of latin in my magick?

 

Thanks, Professor.

Bless<3

Anonymous ID: 585ed2 Sept. 28, 2018, 12:34 a.m. No.3228111   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>8125 >>8135 >>8149

>>3228080

 

Blessings To/From The Most High

 

Enjoy some Symbols anon,

Feel the Radiance.

Catch that Vibe.

 

At its least, its just

a coffee table with relics, but

Somewhere along the line

It could be defined as a shrine

Or an altar designed to reflect the all permeating divine.

But if you're not into ritual,

let's call it "performance art"

to soothe the soul.

An Ever Evolving, Live Action, Collaborative Collage

Totems collected from the co-operative collective,

intuitively arranged, Re-Introducing Chaos to The* Greatest Cause.

With Little lit candlewicks singing: "Let There Be Light"

through Smoke and Mirror Special Effects

imitating the first words of G-d.

 

—-

 

what is the mundane?

more of the same,

the day to day?

Is this not all we have?

earth, rock, dirt and grass?

fire, water, streams of conscious energy?

the inward pull of gravity?

earth, rock, dirt and grass

allow the question to be asked

what is the mundane?

that gnawing in your veins.

iron, blood and oxygen

coalesce to reminisce on times when

all was just

star dust.

 

what is the miraculous?

if not more of the same

this day this day

children play in grass and dirt

spinning with the Earth,

some distance in an omniverse.

Distant far off galaxies,

delicate sweet gravity.

All of Us

Being

Miraculous.

 

Has not the Kingdome come?

Are not all things One?

Have we all grown so blind, deaf, and dumb?

 

The Ordered Chaos of it All

The sound a tree makes in a silent forest as it falls.

The wind beneath the eagle's wings,

The math behind the music when she softly sings.

An infinite vibration of quantum strings,

an old hymnal's sunday morning.

Is this not all a single lovely harmony?

 

Does Heaven not surround you?

mountain haze and morning dew.

sunrises in the rearview.

acquantaince and companionship

short springtime roadtrips.

How is

all of this

anything short of pure bliss?

 

so what of work, and hurt, and toil,

Are we more than wet, organized soil?

would you say there is a soul?

would you say you have control?

 

And what of precious time?

Where is yours, and when is mine?

How

is any of this allowed

to be so?

and what would it mean to truly know?

 

Can we really say

anything is mundane

when All of Us

Are

Miraculous?