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I Am Jesus Christ SuperStar

Hello, people….we are living in crucial times. Our technology as Einstein feared is surpassing our human interaction. Nowhere is this more important, more critical, than with music. Years of autotune, electronic dance music,  sampling,  rap and an industry that feeds us cookie cutter music and personalities, etc., has severed a spiritual bond between man and heaven and I believe we are on the precipice of becoming the robot with the artificial intelligence we have been trying to create. I also believe what Dan Akroyd  (Blues Brothers 2000) said. He said ” turn your backs and you snuff out the fragile candle of Blues, R&B and Soul. When those flames expire, the light of the world is extinguished because the music which has moved mankind for decades will wither and die from abandonment and neglect “. What the elite fear most is a truly independent and intelligent artist. Let’s give them what they fear. Join me in this epic battle between good and evil. Join the revolution. I know that I am able to help lift humanity and help carry us through these times, which are about to be upon us. Help me help us all.  Click the link to go to my Patreon page.

Is It My Ego Or Is It Yours

If Jesus came to earth and said ” I am the greatest man to ever walk the face of this earth””….would that be ego? I find that most often when we speak of ego…we are talking about someone else’s ego but really it is our ego and we don’t know it? What I mean is this: If I say ” I am the greatest man to ever walk the face of this earth”….many will be offended and say that I am arrogant and crazy etc but in reality it is they who are arrogant and crazy. Honestly…how arrogant and crazy is it that I cannot be what and who I say I am? It is they who have the ego because like Jesus or any spiritually evolved individual ..I may be speaking my simple truth. Without ego. Their ego tells them that my ego is speaking but in reality….it is their ego that cannot accept my statement because ego is competitive, petty and jealous? Oh…the ways of wisdom. When a person begins to evolve….they are beaten down by the very forces of nature and the universe itself (trials and tribulations) until the person cannot even raise their head without consciously acknowledging that they have indeed been beaten into submission and their own smallness and even nothingness is truly and completely understood. In this way the ego is subjugated to compassion, righteousness and the spiritual path. – The King The Master Logo

Witnessing papal history changes with digital age

In 2013 the people watch the screens on their devices rather than watching the “live” event? This is real deep. The top photo is from 2005 and the bottom photo is 2013. The pope stuff I could care less about but the people watching a screen instead of what’s real is like a horror movie? Like one of those flicks where the whole town is in a trance….under some spell or something. Machines taking over is what I honestly see. Yep…these pictures reveal that something is terribly wrong. If you’re wondering why I said that read the article I wrote on Technology here:

Witnessing papal history changes with digital age – PhotoBlog.

Long Live The King!

BlibgxBlingxlogo  James 1:12  Blessed is the man who remains steadfast under trial, for when he has stood the test he will receive the crown of life, which God has promised to those who love him.

Revelations 3:21 The one who conquers, I will grant him to sit with me on my throne, as I also conquered and sat down with my Father on his throne.

Revelations 21:5 And  he that sat upon the throne said, Behold, I make all things new.

I Used To Be You

Just because you are dumber than dirt does that means I have to be? Just because you praise celebrities, politicians and dead figures of old do I have to? Why are you so dumb that you cannot comprehend that like Einstein said ” its not that he was so smart it is because you are so stupid “. I know this to be a fact. I know that I am greater the Einstein. Sometimes I don’t feel like being nice and I want to tell you to kiss my ass. Sometimes I just sit and observe posts in Facebook etc and I am horrified by what I see and what I see is not what you see. If I say I see retards you will get angry because I’m talking about you. If I say I see robots you will get mad because I’m talking about you. You can laugh, dismiss or ridicule etc whatever I say but I cannot be other than what I am. I am the greatest man to ever walk the face of this earth. I don’t know how I’m still alive… only God knows. I am too great for this robot world. You cannot contain me with your group think… your television mentality, your miseducated non mind. You are dumber than dirt and I want you know. You exist in a state of non reality. You have no depth. You are not real. I know that the words you are not real hasn’t the proper meaning to you because your attention span is not long enough to grasp the horror this statement contains . I know you will never comprehend the reality I see. Try not to be angry and try to understand where I am coming from. I love you and I must speak this truth. The tears flow because I know the truth about you. I know because I used to be you. – The King

Innocence and Arrogance

When I was growing up I truly had the innocence of a child. Now I don’t mean that I was an angel ( quite contrary)… I mean I believed in God and I believed that anything was possible. I never searched (physically) for a spiritual master (a person who has evolved beyond common man ie Jesus, Buddha etc) but I always believed they were out there somewhere. I don’t ever recall thinking about Jesus (in name) . I always thought about God and he couldn’t have a name or label. I was indifferent to church and religion period… instinctively. I was skeptical of my educational system… instinctively…. even in kindergarten. This is absolute truth. I’ve said it a million times…. I knew my educators could never teach me what I wanted to know. How could they teach me to be great? I honest to God knew that I was great in kindergarten and I say this with the same emotion and conviction as I say I had a chicken sandwich. Now please do not take this as arrogance because the jist of this article is about confusing arrogance with simple truth and it’s dire consequences. My innocence is what allowed me to achieve greatness and this is the whole of this teaching. That innocence is not what people think it is and the arrogance that so offends them only offends them because they are ashamed of their own inefficiencies. They are afraid that their pretenses are exposed.They are afraid that they may have to face themselves at the abyss. It is a psychological defensive maneuver. It is the systems way of shutting down before it “explodes”… before it ” implodes”…before it shuts down permanently. It is irony personified and it is comically tragic like the grown man who is prevented from grabbing the chest of gold by a spider web that blocks the doorway.Yes…it is a mentally and spiritually suicidal ego trip. Your inability to respond to the situation with innocence effectively prevents all chances of valuable exchange and all chances of receiving the gifts of wisdom from a master or the gifts of life from a God. I know there are many charlatans out there but you do not have to be stupid. Do you think you are able to discern a true spiritual master from a charlatan? Do you not trust yourself? No you do not. Do you not trust God? No… you do not. I said I have never searched for a master but I also never thought that I had too. Not because I was a master at the time but because I innocently awaited their teaching. I never even thought of them as masters…they could have been angels, spirit guides, a janitor, hooker or whatever but I knew if I followed the path faithfully they would appear somewhere… someday. Here is a gem of wisdom: One of the major keys to understanding spiritual truths and therefore being able to move forward like a conqueror and not sideways like a crab is the ability to never even consider labels or names etc. (this is extremely difficult and it is a tremendous help/gift if one is equipped from birth with the spirit of a rebel to resist societal programming.) Example… Jesus is a name…. but it could have been swimming pool or Marques. It is irrelevant to the discipline and the disciple. Muslim, Hindu, Christian…. yada yada…. all labels…. all irrelevant. I knew that a master would appear whenever I was ready. I believed a master was always there even though I hadn’t met one. This innocence always made my interactions with people come from the place where I would always think… “you never know who you are entertaining.” This attitude paid off many times. I have never met a living master but I have met them through their words and I have met many people on many levels who have taught me many things on many levels. The attitude of ” you may be entertaining angels” is indeed the way we should all meet and greet. I refused to let petty jealousy or ego tripping get in the way of my search for God in reality and not in the abstract. If someone would have walked up to me and said they were God… I wouldn’t have been put off…. I would have been hoping it was true. I would have listened with my innocence…my innocent ears. I would have listened with my innocent intuition which could never fail. I would have looked with my innocent eyes and I would have honored with my innocent curiosity and my innocent intellectual and spiritual yearning. So….go figure… noone has ever walked up to me and said they were God but people have walked up to me and said that I was God. Once a one legged man hopped over to me while I was sitting at a water fountain soaking up the sun…I must have closed my eyes because before I knew it he had hopped over to me, kissed me on the forehead and said “you are the son of God.Once… an astrologer (whose mother shook hands with Adolph Hitler) fell down before me weeping and kissing my feet. I need not make up stories people…. I am The King. Those who are able to read my writings with innocence are blessed indeed.

The Healing of The Paralyzed Man pt. 4

One thing I didn’t mention in pt.3 was that the communication I had while going over the paralyzed mans name was a communication from another plane…another dimension. What I wrote in my journal but not in my post was ” my first communication with superiors”. Now I supposed it was God who “spoke ” to me but only because “God” is what I know. What I am absolutely certain of is the fact that someone or something from someplace other than earth….gave me “direction”….to uncover the secrets of the paralyzed mans name. Someone or something…allowed me for the first time on that particular level to “witness” their reality……I was allowed to communicate with a higher being without a doubt. I call it God but I cannot be sure? It could have been an angel? It could have been an alien? I call it God because that is all I know. All of my life…I have been “communicating” with something higher. All of my life I have been communicated to…by..something higher…higher than man. I fully understood at the moment….with absolute clarity…that I was in contact with a higher being.So….I began work on the paralyzed man. I would face him towards the sun each morning….I began applying special oils to specific areas at specific times (astrological times). Basically what I was doing was increasing certain energies and reducing others. I was giving him new birth dates for each procedure. Birth dates that were beneficial to the desired end…which was healing him. Now these oils were beautiful. Beautiful on so many levels. I used to take a bottle of these oils and scan a persons body and diagnose them on the spot. I got so good I could have someone close their eyes and tell me the color they saw and immediately give them a diagnosis. I was combining all my tools and skills and I became very very good. So good that I knew that I could revolutionize the healing arts. Now the paralyzed man and I had a problem and that was communication. So I began to take his hand and put my dice in his palm…then I would turn his wrist and let the dice fall on the table…( he had a little table on his wheelchair like babies have on their “high chairs). I recorded meticulously every turn of the dice. Then I would go home and study it. This is the way my second breakthrough came. One night I realized that he was indeed communicating with me through my dice. I communicated with a paralyzed man…a man who could not speak my language…using the science of astrology. The healing picked up then because his soul began to tell me what he needed.

The Healing of The Paralyzed Man pt.3

I began to get him out of bed and put him in the wheelchair every morning and then back into bed at night. In between I studied. The first breakthrough was dramatic to say the least. I had been at my desk all night studying his birthchart and his numerical analysis but I couldn’t “pick up on anything”…then I rearranged his name into whatever words my intuition and intelligence could form (out of the letters in his name) (lexigramming) because I knew that “our story” is hidden in our name. Here I will quote directly from my journal: ” I got 31 words from his name…about to begin #32 and realized this is the number of communication…I look at word #31 and it says “ready”…word #28 says “read”. I felt understanding…I feel like I’m about to find the answer…I feel “zeal” which is word number 30…I’m spiraling…I must study these words,therein lies the answer. 8 pm: #22 says “belt”…22 is “submission and Caution”… word #23 is “all”… word#16 is “delete”….I shall delete all from the word delete to the word all. The Answer Appears! Bladder burns,please release,trade now,learn later. There could be a piece of metal in his head…..asbestos! He needs to be bald and “release” oil applied to the scalp and a violet over blue oil for the bladder applied to the solar plexus.The next morning I asked her if her husband ever had asbestos poisoning. She was blown away. She said he got asbestos poisoning which led to a blood clot in his head and while he was in the hospital…doctors removed part of his brain without even asking her.Obviously my ” knowing” about the asbestos got around town in record speed. My dice said that what I was doing had ” entered the mass consciousness.” From my journal: ” he had a blood clot in his head and they operated on him….removing the higher mind….which man does not use anyway. He has his logical,analytical…his lower mind. Therefore there is a way to “reprogram” him.” I wondered if I could create or bring back his higher mind…..I wondered if I could repair his brain.

The Healing of The Paralyzed Man : pt. 2

The next day the old lady came back again…as I’d hoped.I had thought about her and her husband all night.I had also come to realize…finally…what my entire life had been leading up to.The strange circumstances in which my abode came to be,the odd fact that this old lady came to me….a foreigner…a “blacK man”,….all of my initiations (masons,shriners,army etc.),all of the sciences and arts (astrology,numerology,healing,tarot etc.),all of my trials and tribulations came full circle and I knew what I was…and …what I was…at that moment in time…supposed to do.Yes…I had been “prepared” (psychically,intellectually,spiritually) to heal that man.So…I told the old lady that she didn’t have to climb those stairs anymore when she needed me.I ran a string from her kitchen window to mine and attached a bell.I told her to just pull on the string and I will come up.I was in a foreign land and I couldn’t speak the language so I was lucky that the old lady spoke english.Her husband did not.I got all the information I needed from her.I got his birth information so I could cast his birthchart and a numerical analysis.I can say that at that time…excited cannot do justice to what I felt…knowing I was about to begin a journey through another mans mind…knowing that I was living the story of Jesus Christ.I remember experiencing a sublime joy and profound gratitude.God was finally moving and I could see it.I could touch it.This glorious transcendental opportunity to learn…oh…dear God.When I first got out of the army fate put me next door to a professional astrologer.The first time he introduced me to my birthchart I saw the symbols and lines etc and I immediately…”recognized the language”….like a long lost friend.I felt gratitude then also but this…this was off the charts.The paralyzed mans wife told me that her husband told her to sell everything and give it to me.I asked her why he said that? She said “he said he sees a silver cord coming from heaven connected to the top of your head and he knows that you are going to heal him”. I told her she didn’t have to sell anything…just buy some special oils….

The Healing of The Paralyzed Man : pt.1

I was living in Europe. I had basically taken (literally) a house. I had no money. I had nothing but a broken heart due to losing the woman I loved. In this grief stricken state of mind the only thing I could do to keep my mind off of her was study. So study I did. I refused to get a job and since I had no money…I had to steal. I stole mostly books from the book store. I lived off of the land. I refused to get a job because I knew that what I wanted to learn could not be learned while maintaining a job. I begin to master the occult…metaphysics,magic,healing,astrology,numerology,tarot and on and on. One day I understood that soon the planets would align in a way which would permit a Jesus consciousness to manifest if one was aware of the right moment and had passed the proper initiations…..done all the proper disciplines…if they were prepared they could claim the birthright of Jesus. I was well prepared….from birth actually. So…..the moment came when pluto squared the moon in aquarius….I was on the roof with my sword and other occult items. At the precise moment I claimed the birthright of Jesus. As I came down from the roof I threw my astrological dice and they “said” Pluto Leo 1….” The Power of Self Expression”. There was a great flood the next day. A great flood. Now…after these events….an old lady knocked on my door one day and asked could I help her get her husband out of bed and into his wheelchair. She said that he just recently came home from the hospital. She said that it was time for his therapy. I said of course I’ll help you. She was a very old lady and the first thing I noticed was the long flight of stairs she had to climb to get back to her house. As I entered the room…I saw a nurse slap the old man in the head. I was shocked yet I didn’t say anything. I helped the old man out of bed and put him in his wheelchair and then I left. That night I kept seeing the image of that nurse slapping that old man in the head and it began to eat at me. The next morning the old lady knocked on my door again. I said of course I will help you. This time when I got there I decided to take my time and actually see what was going on with this man. He was paralyzed from the neck down. I thought ” this is a heavy situation here…old lady with and old man that’s paralyzed. This old lady is catching hell”. I could see the genuine love for her husband radiating from her entire being and it was both sad and inspiring at the same time. By the time I got back to my place…I had already made up my mind that I was going to heal that man.

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