The "Hilary Storm" of Fishes and Droughts

I read another writer who a piece about your house asset and then a piece about the removal of free speech on Musk's "Formally Known Known As Twitter", X.

The latter addressed first: The new woman CEO was quoted by the writer as saying, "Free Speech is a hate crime waiting to happen." (So X is getting rid of free speech).

Now, unlike me, instead of writing something witty like "Free Speech is a hate crime, which is a crime invented by people who hate free speech and want to silence everyone and who do not have the knowledge to make, improve, test, or use weapons systems, or the guts to fight, waiting to happen:" the writer went off on another tangent and as writers we always look for hooks and opportunities to make run on sentences that the point like Marx in fantastical language.

Sadly, I am not knocking the writer because I know he did not have training by Gode Davis and best friend in college was not a kid, whose father wrote books like the sun also rises. And if the writer did have a best friend like that who was a frat brother and he had a crush on his sisters who were both movie stars - the writer would have known it and cared.

I never knew it. If I did, it made no difference because both of us were injured playing football and we drank ridiculous amounts to kill the pain.

He tore his ankle. I broke my neck. It was a hangman's break. God, did that hurt. I met St. Peter and said it's not your time yet - GO!
So got up off the field, sort of floundered as I ran to the sidelines and I iced it for the rest of the half. I always hated being on the kickoff receiving team after that. Because, the young can do exceptional thing, like start the second half. Damn was I pissed off. It was October 19th, 1979, one pm Pacific time, Autzen Stadium - and so I was dancing with a keg on each shoulder at the cast party while drinking from the tap, with actresses. Who were his sisters without knowing or caring. So we were friends. We both joined the US ARMY.

It kept everyone else at the party sober.

Now the thing he wrote about was that someone's is no longer an asset. Perhaps he, the writer is correct. Perhaps people who own their houses own the mineral rights under the house. A house can be asset, even during the length of paying mortgage, it's cheaper rent. A lot cheaper. The cost of mortgage payments is about one third of rent. That's my brother in law's new house versus rent. Fixed mortgage, one year of Bidenomics, versus rent.

I could say something very cheeky and hilarious, hysterical at this point but I am giant man married to a midget. She's a normal sized woman...and she wanted to live in a house. So, we have a house but I made the compromise - we have to own the mineral rights! Fortunately, she doesn't know what those are! It's like a fortune in the bank only it can't be spent!

Some people would say that might fit the C and H,H written but wait there's more.

Let's take the example of Jesus, Yeschua, Jesus, Hay-sus when he said of the temple - Not One Stone Shall Left Upon Another - the Israelites say - Look there's the wailing wall! Jesus was wrong!

So we see that real estate is truly a long term asset, especially for religious purposes. The Muslims particularly like this "Proof" so for the part, Hebrews get pray at the wailing wall! So again, real is a long term asset, especially if you have mortgage insurance. All you have to do is die and the house is paid for!

But that's not what this whole piece is about, is it?

Pretty much all about the piece, or the first thousand words, is that tub there: either someone came in the night bailed out the water or artificial intelligence was used to predict the weather, create the contents of the radar screen which showed the violent, deadly, flooding, the horrific winds, the horrible effects of global warming, or I got my ass and killed a bunch of voiders, destroyed a lot DADADS precursors and energy creation glows, along with Pat and his merry band of God's Very Good Friends angels of the Heavenly Host.

Ah the fish sign could' a worked. At least, we have some rain instead of death and destruction. I wouldn't know I fell asleep.

During a raging a storm of death?

If you've ever died before, you get used to it. I truly was amazed when God came as whirlwind and healed my neck back when I made that vertical shaft and the He made all burnt trees and plants come back to life.

Have you ever wondered if you are certain you died if you could be like in some sort of hell or purgatory? That's been the life of many a human, here on planet Earth - some things never change.

And the reason they were called guilds instead of unions is because guilded means gold. It's a pre-Marx economics thing where. People in guilds get paid and own things that are assets because of talents.

So in conclusion, were. we supposed to die last from the storm but it Petered out. There was a seven chance of rain rain today and tomorrow, which means none and rained a couple of times already.

But that's not what all this about: it's about pay for play. That means we paid for NASA and they found the Psyche Asteroid, which I wrote in Steemit that its formally known as sixteen quadrillion dollars chunk of gold, before Bidenomics should be renamed the Psyche Asteroid Federal Reserve Bank. Since I saw the alien gold mining cargo shiptake off loaded August 28th, 2010 at about midnight and told NASA where it was headed - Not one stinking dime!

That's my curator report on @builderofcastles, @axeman,@sultanaceh
@halo, @simonjay, @stef1

And so I said to Pat, I got mad because of redacted by God() and demanded that I be allowed to talk to the real God and poof! there I was before this vast cloud in outer space and smoke swirled and light shout out and it was the size of beyond the size something could be. I spoke with a power that seemed to shake the universe itself and said, Why do you request to speak to me?

Well I can see you're angry about something and at a bad time, so I will be happy to do what the angel says from now on.

Good. I always like it when I assign someone to an agent of my host and the person does what my says.

Yes Most High Father.

Now run along and play.

Yes Father.

Kids....

• I learned a long time ago all one need do is present oneself. He knows everything.

You were right, the angel said once I returned like my tinnitus. There is something hidden besides what pulled out the voiders put into your everyone else's bodies to destroy us all. It shall be found and removed, the body repaired. You receive 100,000,000 million points and 100,000 3 day passes.

Thank you.(This edit was required of the original by God).

I got angry too one time, do you remember that battle redacted by God()...

Yes.

Same thing happened to me. Now I talk to Ariel or Michael....
And do what they say

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