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Running is an individual sport, but is much better when you have the support of a community. running provides that community in an online forum, but many running groups and clubs are scattered throughout the US. I plan to submit weekly reviews of different running clubs in different cities over the upcoming weeks - I currently have on the schedule Houston (multiple times), Los Angeles, Denver, Kansas City (multiple times), Dallas, San Antonio, Austin, Atlanta (multiple times), Oklahoma City, Tampa, Jacksonville, Orlando, and possibly Louisville. I hope you enjoy!
Club Name: HTB Run Club - Highland Tap and Burger Metro: Denver, CO Meet dates: Wednesdays at 6:30 pm Run date: May 1, 2024 Route distance: 3.1 or 6.2 miles
Last Week's Review: https://www.reddit.com/running/s/Jsa1fNld13
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/mercuriarunning?igsh=MWo5NHU5dzBtY3Axbg==
Strava: https://strava.app.link/6bxq68G1CJb
This was the first time in a while. I'd stayed in Denver, and believe it or not, I don't think I had ever gone on a run in this city. I was only here for a couple of nights, so I decided to check out one of the few Wednesday night run clubs that I could find. This was a run club that is sponsored by a running coaching group called mercuria running, and the perks are pretty great. You get a free dinner by attending the run Club.
I was staying in downtown, so I decided to make the 2 Mile Trek across town to the Highlands area. I was very impressed with the charm of the city and how pretty it is overall. The group meets at Highland Tap and Burger, and I arrived about 5 minutes early. The parking seemed a little tight, as street parking was all that was available.
When I walked up, roughly 20 people were already hanging out on the patio, and I quickly introduced myself to a few few of the runners. A little after 6:30 pm, the main coach and run Club leader gave a quick club overview and mentioned that there was a 3.1 mile route and a 6.2 mile route. I, along with the group I was talking to, decided to do the 3.1 mile route. The group took off, and immediately headed east towards Commons Park. The route is a loop course and consists of 1 and 1/2 mi running through residential areas and 1 and 1/2 mi running through Commons Park. Commons Park is a well-designed and lively Park west of downtown Denver that borders South Platte River. I ran with a local runner for the majority of the latter half of the run. Aside from the aesthetically pleasing Commons park, the end of the Run consists of a massive uphill climb that that is a leg destroyer.
After the run, runners lineup inside of a back room to get the free meal. They had a quinoa, rice, salad, ham, and spaghetti. While it was delicious, I couldn't help but think what an odd combination it was. However, out of all the clubs I've been to, not a single one has provided a free meal, so I'm definitely not complaining. While waiting in line for the food, I introduced myself to a couple new Denver transplants and we got talking about running, the Run Club, Denver, and life in general. Throughout the rest rest of the night, I was able to meet several other regulars and newcomers. Newcomers. Majority of people were young professionals ranging from mid-20s to mid-thirties. Additionally, it seemed the majority of the people were also transplants to Denver, although there were a couple people I meant who were born and raised in the area.
While the perks and route were great, The people of the club were were friendly and open a conversation. It definitely made the experience. I don't know if this was the case to other clubs, but as a newcomer, I felt very welcome and included.

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*Disclaimer - I am very unexperienced with writing like this, however I love this community, so I thought I would give it a try (All feedback is welcome). Thanks to u/ComplexNo8986 for inspiring me to write, and of course u/Sweet_older-Sister and all the other mods and creators of this community for giving me this opportunity* - Sorry if this post is too long, I just really enjoyed this idea
The Rock, a beast of a bygone era, a cavernous brute. Contained within its endless halls are the pinnacle of human strength and prowess, the Dark Angels chapter of the God-Emperor's mighty imperium. Yet festering below the surface of this perceived beauty and grace, lies the endless quest for love and retribution.
In the middle of spiraling wires, circuits and other mechanical necessities for such a monster, stands a single man, his stance and gaze unwavering, just as they had been for countless days, years, even milenia, the count didn't matter, as long as he held his oath.
Now what this oath? it was but a simple gesture that surely shook the cosmo, for this duty was not to some ruinous power, either human or demonic, but to the one thing that many men alike would surely sell their life away for, love.
Just as this 'Noble Knight' had stood on guard for countless life times, so did the one they served, admired, and lived for, both alike in the lack of expression and inability to move from their post. This love is no ordinary matter, as this woman shrouded in automated stasis, an echo of time, was no mere mortal, but the Firstborn of the Imperium, the Lioness of Caliban herself, Elaine El'jonson.
The Squire - Filthy mongrels (He said wiping the blood from his sword, as throughout the centuries the futile excursion of an assassin reach the Lioness's tomb.)
A violent crash shook the chamber
The Squire - What now? (He stated with hints of indignation)
Within moments screams of raider and angels alike would echoe within the corridors. He raised his sword in response, as he had countless time.
Seemingly endless moments until a figure appeared within the threshold, a character of impressive stature, but nothing this 'Knight' wasn't prepared for. stepping forward into the dim light emerged the forgotten and disgraced son, Luther.
Luther - Impressive father (He noted while he scanned the room, as the bodies of undescribale horrors and humans alike scattered the floor, along with their insides, now outsides, yet Luther noticed the stasis pod of his mother remained pristine, almost glistening)
The Squire - You wish to join them? (He said, gritting his teeth with fury)
Luther - No, I only seek to bring mother into her rightful fold (A slight smirk appearing on his face as he uttered this phrase)
The Squire - I have and forever shall stand between my beloved and your ruinous powers (The blood almost bursting from his veins as he spoke)
Luther - So be it (He unsheathed his own blade in response)
Both angels, one a guardian, the other a prodigal son, leapt towards each other, their blades making alluring yet repulsive sounds. A mirade of storming blades and strikes would continue for what felt to both parties, as an eternity. As the battle and the 'Knight' began tire, so did he begin to falter. Before he brought another onslaught upon his once so-called father, Luther steadily paced towards him, the 'Knight' huffing for breath, fell to one knee, clenching the brace of his blade.
Luther - Goodbye 'Father' (Disgusted at the very notion of this mere mortal being his mother's chosen one)
Luther slashed his blade with frightening speed, the 'Knight' unable to react, took the blow, splattering his blood crossing the room. Clutching his wound this noble turned to face his beloved, placing his bloodied hand upon the stasis pod, a final mark of commitment, one forever enshrined in blood and honor.
The Squire - We shall meet again my love (He said with fading breath, collasping to the ground, his eyes closing while his mind feed him the pictures of their home, where their love had blossomed, accepting his fate)
Luther - She will never remember you, I will make sure of that (He spat upon his once father, now nothing more than an obstacle to the Dark Gods)
As his saliva made contact, a shiver ran down Luther's spine, but he thought nothing of it. He began to make his way to the stasis pod. In one last act of defiance, the Squire grabbed the foot of Luther's power armour, but Luther effortlessly kicked it aside, his gaze began to shift to his mother, when the room began convulse, the metal purring, as having being afflicted by a monstrous force, Luther's eyes darted around the room. A hand piercing from the tank grabbed Luther by his helm, holding above the ground, gasping for air as she removed herself from her cage. She threw Luther across the room, and bent down picking up her lover, uponing seeing the blood and his face shining with content, She came to tears. Her eyes raised again to Luther's and upon seeing the blood upon his sword, no doubt her love's, She let out a mighty screech, a roar of countless wasted opportunities never to be fulfilled. Luther dropped to his knees in pain, holding his ears begging her to stop, yet she continued. As Luther cried out, the Squire opened his eyes, seeing his love once more.
The Squire - My lady you've returned to us, to me (his breath shaky due to his injuries)
The Lioness stopped her howl to listen to her chosen guardian, and as his eyes closed once more, she grabbed Luther and snapped his neck, slowly, removing his helm first to make sure she could she the pain enter his eyes and watch as his life left. Cradling her adored, she made her way to meet her sons, with the pray that their could revive her love.
The Squire - I have too far to die so easily my lady (he grasped her hand in reassurance as her tears continued to fall)
The Lioness had returned, but at what time, and what cost?

A lot of times I see the Own vs Rent argument. And it does get mentioned occasionally. But i see an alarming trend that’s not talked about enough for retirement. Further, it’s not talked about ”enough” with respect to inflation.
Inflation. Let’s talk about that. Over the years, numerous revisions have been done on how to calculate it by official government numbers. And it always swings in favor of lowering CPI after each revision.
That aside, let’s use official government figures. You’re a young 18-22 year old considering retirement for the first time. Probably 50 years. Maybe 40, because you’re diligent about planning, after all, you’re researching it the ripe age of 22.
You rewind the clock back to 1975 to try to find the inflation rate you can expect, despite the fact that the U.S. Monetary system has printed the majority of all money in circulation recently.
You think, property taxes. Now this is home and geographic related. Property values have skyrocketed especially upon the coastal cities of Los Angeles, San Diego, San Francisco, Boston, Philadelphia, New York City, etc. Home prices are through the roof (keep in mind, we’re not even discussing inflation of home mortgages themselves. Your grandparents who bought a home in California at 60k is now 1.8 million)
Back to Property taxes, you find a home for 600k, nothing crazy in your city with a good job. You find the best rate with your 780 credit score. You get lucky, and it’s capped at 1% property taxes too.
You pay 6k a year to call that property yours whether it’s owned by the bank or you. Using https://www.usinflationcalculator.com Going back to 1975, that 6k then, is now almost 39k a year.
39k.. a year .. is what you will owe for owning your own home outright factoring in inflation… after numerous revisions to make the official figure better for optics.
That’s not including basic repairs, maintenance, insurance, and utility costs for gas, electricity, water, internet, etc.
We talk about healthcare and cost of living being in retirement.. but I don’t see property taxes relative to inflation mentioned enough.
Some will argue some taxes are most just than others.. (property tax vs sales tax vs income tax)
But just wanted to put this out there for information, and it only gets worse. Crazy high property taxes? 17000 now? That’s 100k a year in retirement. With capped prices.
Just something to consider as you plan for retirement (to the younger crowd)
Can figures be manipulated to look slightly better? Sure. But this is just a rough look at how this will impact your retirement owning a home, which to me is insane. I’m well aware services like police, firefighters, school etc need to be funded. But our tax code is a mess. You get taxed on your income tax when earning income, but invest your money wisely to get capital gains taxed, to have enough money to own a car to get taxed, for a home you can someday own to get property taxed, so you can buy little things that make you happy on sales taxed, and if you’re lucky to save enough to give your children a better life to get hit with inheritance/estate tax.
When planning for retirement, make sure to keep taxes and inflation into account, especially property taxes.
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26M (me) met a beautiful 58F in Las Vegas. We met at the tables and really hit it off. Ended up having dinner with her and drinks afterwards. We are holding hands and kissing . 2am we go back her hotel room showered together and just cuddled in bed. Fast forward the next day she goes back to Canada and I’m going back to Los Angeles. We keep in touch and 3 months later she invited to visit her Vancouver Canada. Had a great 3 days with her where we became intimate with each other. Everything is great for those days we were together . She text me that she doesn’t see a real relationship with me. However she still insists for me to visit her and her to visit me . I’m probably more into her. She’s coming to stay with me next weekend . Should I bring this up or just go with it. She already said it already so I feel maybe I should just do as she says .

Not shared, nor my shade; but something to be weaved; just as the measure of disappointment became it's own solution. But I talked my way through things forbidden, just to find myself blind in bed with those who are dead. Clumsy, but altogether natural of course, because it's consciousness what you refer in the description, yet that's what we don't get a lot about. See your deeds the way you are seen, and then return to a restless place: and the question in-between sheets will be why. Well, I just can't motivate myself to work without hot bitches staring. And that's the truth. Sad but True
— Hearfelt comment for an instagram witch.
Del desprecio a ese descarte, no he visto muchas cosas. Así se pasa una más para las cuentas, y aquí otro más para los versos, por qué aquí no hemos sido vistos. Cuánto más querría uno, que sino lo cuentas ni mucho menos piensas: << lo de este pibe que cosa más horrible>>, haciendo eso lamentable, por qué en decirlo nadie ha mentido. ¡Es horrible! Que cara es entonces la cuenta de lo que le sale a uno vivir sin más complejos; mejor seria cobrarmelo, para así saber que de algo ha valido. Bloqueame.
— Heartfelt comment for a random supermodel-to-be.
The Spirit of Fire
Flames begone, flames in spite: their warmth I felt - so I closed my fist until I could feel the warmth of my blood in my hand. And in dreams Fire came up to me and said: who am I? And I said unto him: you are bound to my bidding, thus your name misery will be. But fire wretched as he was, got closer and asked: and who are you?
And I said unto him that the blood of David ran through my veins, as I was his heir; for the mother of God claim me from death as a son. So Fire tried me, and figured it out.
You are son of woman —said Fire unto me— but as Fire acknowledged the name, I extended my left hand, and took Fire by the neck throwing him into the gound. — You are going to lace yourself to the right hand of the beast, and you'll keep him steady, so I can cleanly take him down. And Fire stayed down, and with his forehead kissing the ground asked unto me —why would the heir of David do so to earthly man?
And I said unto Fire that the beast from the abyss had left no mother for God, so I was to leave none of his body left for his head; as I was going to make it bleed until the end of the end of times.
The Spirit of Earth
Shapeless and without body, but keen within her many numbers, Earth came up to me in dreams, and said: who am I? And posessed in spirit as I was, I said unto her, that God had made her maiden again, and that she shall become the coins that Judas never received, which were to become the due payment of man and women for the body of Christ. Then I extended my right hand, and grabbed Earth by her hair —which descended deep into the abysses of hell— and cut it short so the demons of Lilith would no longer had her gripped by her back.
You are now a woman, and I'm going to rise you from the grounds. You'll lace yourself to the left hand of the beast, and keep it steady so with one shot I can cleanly take him down.
The Spirit of Air
A dream shaped by written words, whispered down for years by the currents of this Montain, and it's requiem witnessed but by a few — the end of dreams. But from where I standed at the peak, I called upon the distant currents that went down, and asked them: who am I?
And Air came unto me as bird, which had thousands of letters for feathers, and in the tongue of dead men answered.
"Somebody who only a few will remember by strange deeds; as the burden on your back, is a past tainted by impossible dreams. You were a lunatic giving new names to folk, and folk never bothered to remember —so your name must be freak, as you died in a forgotten shack some short time ago."
And as Air said these things upon me, I called Misery —as I had dubbed Fire — and told him to get inside my shot. The burden as Air had said, became lesser as i took the shot from my quiver. And I said upon Misery; that he was to set ablaze this arrow, as I was taking down the bird of Britain, and that I would do so, so God would give the deeds of Earth some better names.
The Lord is making a bridge between the empire of strength, and the last empire of men. Now by God's grace, I'm making the tongue of free men, the tongue of Spain. You will be eventually bound to my bidding, and if not me, it will be to the one I'm preceding; for I'm giving you twenty years to attone your wrongdoing. Alas, now because of your wretchedness, my shot on earthly men won't be clean, for his left leg won't stay steady.
Your old name was apathy, now I'm calling you Cisma, which in the tongue of dead men means schism. So now by the will of God lay unto the ground and say the words you've been teached. And as the arrow blazed forward, it's bending motion pierced the veil hiding the secret ladder of men. The bird of Britain catched on Fire, and it's hollering resounded throught the ladders of the mountain until the depths of the abyss. A column of air turned into fire, then violenty erupted from the vowels of the bird, and the wild fire spread as a storm from west to east all throughout the five kingdoms of men away from its own fiery wings, with a gift of misery and a few words to say.
"The name of your woman or the name of your man, will no longer explain their purpose to a man, a woman, or God. Charred words written by thunder will now be the new ladder of men — but until then, darkness upon thee."
The House of Water
I head into the coasts, and the beautiful beaches in-between, to find the stranger who burns images in the skin of men. He is the stranger, and has adopted the body of a monster, and he is one who cannot be understood, so he went on to only go out home in stunts, for the burdens in his heart have become too great to bear. Through terrible pains he has given all he once was for an identity, and as I pick up on his past, i found familiarity in the feelings of his heart. Oh dear friend how we found looking in sadness to ourselves, after doing same but with different means, carrying into our shoulders the loneliness of this world. As you have in-skin the garments of the strange doctrine that I preach — I shall congrate you, for you truly have fought the world entire, for my doctrine is the words of those who shall defeat the world entire.
I may not have your strangeness in-body, but I have it in these words, and in the true feelings of my heart. And I say in admiration that there's no higher form of art, philosophy or religion: than those who perform the highest thing they can give a name about.
Now even within solitude, and at odds with what old dead men call God, I see you and I found strength in you, as I can see you are within me, and in that, you are within everything as it should be - as is meant in everyone who does something that touches the heart of another man. I call this the kingdom of God. Yet blind men and women will wonder how can the kingdom of God possibly be within two outcasts such as you and me.
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Upong giving my regards and waiting for response, I found my way into a bench. It was a warm afternoon, and the wind carried the water of the sea. The bird of Britain came about down from the wind of north, and layed on the bench were I was sitting.
The bird asked: why hast thou become this?
And I said back to bird, scorched he was and nearing death, that it was me someone who was supposed to give names, yet for years I couldn't figure out one for myself. Then on went to being given a name, Alas all the wrong ones. Did Adan gave himself a name? - I asked the bird back. And there was no response from bird. Then I continued.
A man has the essence of his soul retained by what he is seen doing. Yet I did things nobody saw, so my soul wasn't with God but with something just as ancient, and nonetheless unknown by men in its true nature — then Satan as the better known devil, came about and pushed me into a hole. It was my own doing. Yet the things I did, I thought were seen. But nonetheless what I did was without contemplation on a posible return. Just as somebody who prints an image on their own skin. It's permanent. This is the essence of a memory in the soul of the man who's seen by others. But in the familiarity of a man who picked every irreversible decision like the Alien, I find myself feeling sympathy, for the man is still not what he has been seen doing, he shall redeem himself by what he decides to turn himself into.
Is this a way of saying that you want to get yourself a tattoo? Get a new look? - the bird mockingly asked.
And I gave the scorched bird no answer.
Then the bird said unto me: what about your career as a prophet, uh? And the things you said about returning with substance? Do you actually think this is substance?
And i considered what the Bird said, then I negated with a movement of my own head. It is not i answered, but i find the memories of me not making sense unbearable. For those mean the memories of a fool, un pendejo, an insane person, or both. And I will always try to amend what I don't do well. But now I wish for only one thing, and it is to be remembered as someone who makes sense, and who out of that sense, made good upon the world. I don't expect anything in return for what I do now, as it is merely an outlet to keep me sane while I finish editing my work. It's clear I'm too incompetent to be a competent influencer. As for once, I don't care about influencing anyone into what I think; but to perform what I think it's important.
Then every proverbial student is free to take classes so as they see fit, and to interpret such classes as their comprehension gives them grasp of what it's said. In such regard, this is what I offer now, while I make the journey to Madrid. And the bird tilted it's head so as to observe me with his left eye, then after a long impasse, it made a loud and painful caw, and finally flew away. Soon after the bird flew, I looked upon the stars in the nascent night, and confessed to them, that it was the memories of who we were, what often stumps us into wrong beliefs of who we should be, maybe even wasting an entire lifetime retained by that which other people remembered us as being. But we are not the owners of our own names, the place we go, and our destiny. That's the biggest lie the western world of hollywood heros tell you, as in truth is collective agreement what determines what we look like doing and thus the meaning we should comfort to, recalling that names are practical mechanisms to remember the purpose of things, their meaning, and how their motion is described in the world.
But making the task of beating that collective belief, akin to the Nietzschean ideal of the camel turning into the lion, so as to transform it's spirit and become something else. But if it's the golden dragon of all the huamn values which judges you insane, will you be prepared to wrestle with the entire culture so as to have your way?
As I layed my eyes upon each star counting up to the number seventeen, I confessed of being scared of those beliefs, as revisiting the past, became a painful deed — and as I prepared to leave, I uttered one wish on the seventeenth point in the sky.
Lord please grant me strength, the way you have given my friend strenght.
2.
The night deepen, while the sea tide sang its own song of breathing. Some time passed, and then on the stranger showed himself approaching at the distance. I waved my hand at him, and after the instant, he found his way into my bench while I welcomed him with an extended fist which he casually bumped - after the short acknowledgement the dark alien looked at my face in between it's cover of dark, and looking at it undiscernable in its true features, with suspicion asked.
— What is it that you want?
I acknowledged him as a friend, then mentioned my brief research, as I had come to know him as man looking for a job, yet nobody would hire for things mundane due to his appearance. I listened closely to the news, and came to understand that this was a man looking for a second chance.Then I saw the intent behind his doing, and two words came to stick to my own thoughts. The first one was <> and the second one was <>. I was admired.
In analytical psychology I figured this man was the ESFP —the personality archetype related to the performer and the entertainer—, possessed in an abnormal way by the spirit by which a person submits to it's contrary nature, seeking to integrate and find fulfillment through the chase of what's perceived absent. If he was the ESFP then doing the flip by following the radial axis of each Jungian function in the stack towards their opposite resulted in the INTJ. The mastermind. The architect. The genius yet awfully complex individual. That was the elusive spirit he was chasing.
But a spirit and a character that at its most pronounced embodiment in a person, would experience life as an eternal foreigner hiding from the light of other men. Such made sense to me, for I myself was the INTJ, and had at spirit the ESFP. Him. So where as this man chased the spiritual fulfillment of being a complex and deep individual, I chased the fulfillment of becoming simpler, so I could demonstrate with action the deepest desires of my heart. One who was born plentiful in means to be liked, becomes complex, mysterious and uncomprehended, meeting one who will be seen trying to make sense becoming simpler. For Carl Jung portrayed the anima and animus of individuals, as the sense of what its absent, yet deeply cherished an valued. So I said these things to the alien, while he silently listened to me.
— All of that sounds like bullshit to me. -Said the alien after some contemplation .— Sorry but the things you say, don't mean anything to me.
And alas for I expected such response, as if one thing was true about this journey, was that explaining the journey in and of itself would become it's grimmest task. I affirmated what he just said with a slight nod of head.
— These things I say and how they relate to each other, in its excercise are similar to doing stecheometric balance with equations in the head, but simpler I'm afraid. - Then I paused, looked back into the sea, and continued. — That's high school chemistry, but I don't expect everybody to pick up on it, nor like it, nor understand it.
— Now i have called you a friend, and where I came from we dub with this title the people we share destiny with. As far as I'm concerned, we are chasing the same thing, which is the hardest posible thing. We both innately understand that we are not home, as we want our spirit to return to us, and that's not what a lot of people ever honestly try to attempt in a lifetime; as such is anyone's call to feel complete.
— And very few people ever reach true individuality, beyond the name they are imposed at birth.
Then I looked into the black alien, and in-between his foreign facial features, I interpreted something familiar. Disturbance. And I continued.
— We have given ourselves hell as we lived chasing something hard, so we can avoid the same hell later on when we are finally back to our own house. This is a christian precept, altought a rundimentary one. Does that makes sense to you?
And after listening such, the black alien calmly looked at the veil in my face in silence. Trying to discern what my face actually looked like, but the night was dark. Then turned his stare back to the reflection of the moon over the waters, giving some thought to what I just said. I opened up my backpack, and drawed two cans of beer from it. Offered one to him, and he silently refused with a gesture of hand. I popped my can and gave it a sip, while I myself stared at the tides coming in and out of the shore.
— If you wan't a tattoo, we can work that out. But this sounds annoyingly familiar, and my interest is not religious. Are you religious?
I nodded in affirmation, and complemented saying. — But my doctrine is something nobody has heard nor seen. For its aim, is doing as Christ said, in perfect means. Yet its true that the teaching fits you, as it's the teaching of the future man; and there's nothing in common between the current man and the future man, as they may very well be different species. This is the precept of evolution.
The alien seemed surprised.
— These two men don't know each other, for the current man doesn't know where the future man comes from, for he himself doesn't know where he is going. Yet in deep realization of your own artistic concept, I think you might want new ideas to meet with your appearance. So tell me, are you curious about what truly happens to a man after he dies? Do you want to learn how to read someone's mind? Do you want to blast with words of fire the hearts of an amazed crowd?
But the black alien broke his calm contemplation of what I was saying, and slighty disturbed, aggressively rebuked after hearing such.
— But you mentioned 'Christ', so you must be christian. How can a christian even say anything interesting in this current time? Last time I asked, their sayings were dreaded by restriction - so why would anyone condemn themselves to a life of bore? Are you a christian?
And I nodded after the question, in silence. Admittedly, for I knew what the problem was with being what I was, and my new companion was bang on identifying it. Made a pause, then raised my sight to where it met with the sky and the stars in it, and I said back to him.
— I am, but not one of a type you have ever seen, for the Christ that comes, is a Christ of art.
2.
The riptide sang, in its secret dialect of earth and sea. I looked upon the coast, turned an eye blind, and saw the ocean as the scorpio, and the land as the taurus; as it was the struggle between two lovers, never meant to consume each other. Ideal love then - yet not to confuse with this partnership as it was whimsilcally tied by the means in which i arranged my current conversation; for my lady somewhere waited for me. Then i allowed my eyes to rest still.
The alien looked upon me, undiscernable in my intentions, and again figured for himself that my interest towards him wasn’t clear. In suspicion, and after the moment he collected his thoughts asked “In your weird words you dubbed me performer, so what is it exactly that you wan’t from me. To me it seems like you are gathering people for some form of religious clown show. When you forced this meeting upon me, was this a proposal you thought i would find amusement in?”. And after the statement my own stare wandered in my conversation partner. While as he had his say, i returned to my can of beer, and finished it with a long gulp. Tempered in an unwillingness to fall to my new found friend irritation, i said within my own thoughts: “The alien looks easy going, but he is barbed in wit”.
Then i opened the can of beer that the stranger rejected; the loud pop resounded in the relative silence, interrupting for a moment the steady chorus of the sea. Gave it a long sip, and said.
– Theres no proposal in place yet. But im certain of something, and that is that both of us are messed individuals which reached the bottom doing the same thing - but the way my understandment of the human soul goes: two people can act by mere interaction as reactives to each other, creating a new chemical compound after the fact.
– This new psychology is very much like chemistry. But it is not my intention to draw you into something, but to pull myself out of this «something» by doing right on another person and maybe that person reflecting the good back on me. I just need a conversation partner, thats all. And i will do this with you, and with many people more. Presidents included.
The alien reflected on it, and after the hiatus of a long standing position of suspicion he finally gave in, and eased up with a slight smile. A strange smile of relief. But the smile, was all too familiar for me, as i realized the man was a tortured individual: a person in long standing pain. I smiled back the way he did, and continued.
– Our pain has a common name, and is a name that can be written with words unfortunately. It’s the devilish mother of all spiritual ills and its foundation, rests at the concept of a past that wasnt solved. It’s called «inadequeacy», and for people like you and me, understanding one day that such inadecuacy had to be solved by our own means, lead us into an act where our name changed as the changes in our cover up act to solve our inadequacy did.
– We never honored the past or the present in our pursuit, as we desired in passion to find solution to the present, by matching it into the idealization of some future without ever realizing that the old or present essence of ones being would be crushed into non existance by said future.
– Then we found the realization of that new name, only to understand that its demands became a tyranny on the other faces of our soul: as our soul is not something that can be undestood in unity, but something that conceives in the beginning in multiple things which try to give shape to one thing. Theres many people in a village, and our minds, are no exception.
— But happiness is only achieved by those who have their soul entire - or those who are the same person regardless of the context and scenario. And we gave to much to somebody that wasn't us, as our spirit took possession and lead us down.
– This is this the essence by which someone goes to hell, only to do one thing over again, getting an ever lasting pain for all the things that were given up chasing that which was absent. The more someone is forced into being shaped by the thing that was concevied in lust, the more the individual misses the place they used to call home, for that is no longer within ones reach. Does this makes sense to you?
The alien left me with no answer, and as he contemplated the sea, a tear travelled through his strange face.
– In this state of anguish, affliction rarely ever feels company, as the very individual condition that was pursued, became a full suit and persona to be forced upon and wear. Hell, is one lonely place man because we only learn to speak a language, that only makes sense to ourselves. But i think we can find a way out of it. This is why I'm here.
“Look, what you’ve done, it’s not something i can see the way you can see my own doing on me.” The alien replied. “Besides the way in which i canno’t see your face in this night, you seem ordinary — but what you talk and the way you say it, evokes in every word regret. What is it that you’ve done that has you regret like this?”
As the alien finished speaking, I emptied the can of beer, layed my eyes on the irregular grooves that my feet had left on the sand, and then replied back to him, after making a recap of the story i had repeatedly told myself after falling down.
“My story, is the fairy tale of a guy who makes way for the new coming of a new man; a better man for the world, while he casts disarray upon the earth: much to his dismay, at the expense of his own soul as the people who become victims of disasters, were ones who this man deemed unfair; cruel, evil, despicable in past. That was at the beginning."
"Theres a pile of corpses behind that character — even in covid time, people as close as the local priest of the small town he lived in, would break their neck after falling in the shower, as he had the slightest suspicion of their secret deeds. All clean deads for that matter. Untraceable to nothing but sheer randomness. Magic as it seeems. But were this folk truly evil people or even guilty of anything? You may ask - the man never knew it for sure, as he never had faculties such as godly omniscience to actually know it; which has taken a toll on him, as the burden of justice is an unberable one for anything but a god."
"Which leads to another point: spontaneously picturing random numbers in the head, associating them with psychological compounds by angular momentum, and actually being bang on the suspicion. Truth friend, in its stochastic presentation: it's unberable.”
“Consequential of such attempts to rationalize his own story in the eyes of people such as close family, my dude became clinically diagnosed with referenced thinking. Which are fancy words for schizophrenia. Nobody believed the story as it was uttered."
"Yet the consequences are there for everyone to see, altought not visible in their cause and effect by anybody but this guy, which lead him first into regret over ever starting his quest as a reformer; and then repent.”
“Now before he realized of this lets call it «curse», he preached for years over the internet as the disasters started to slowly creep up. He preached in a fashion parallel to Niestzches Zarathustra; Zarathustra meaning a famous philosophical device artificied by the philosopher Niestzche, who’s aim was to portray the best posible man, as something he dubbed the <<Übermensch>> ”.
“Such concept being the seemingly more elegant brand of a humanist ideal for a not so distant future: today - albeit a wrong one, for this guy was not dyonisian himself. The backbone of his framework, is analytical psycholgy becoming a chariot for a true understandment of human nature: and ultimately a facilitator for love within light: not within ignorance; not within darkness. Most philosophers today though would mock anything analytical in it's aim."
"Then on the guy preached and dwelved further into the relative hole of his own doctrine: and became imprisoned by what he didn’t got right at first attempt, making him in the process the character that Nietzsche from the comfort of his own writers seat, never attempted to actually embody within realistic means: eventually figuring out within himself the ultimate Nietzschean aristocrat: a magic pen granted by being capetian by mother: from judah by father."
"But Alas, you have no idea how common suicide is within philosophers after they finish their best work. As language, becomes the ultimate barrier for understandment, and then to ones capacity to feel love. Difference — true saliency in ones individual destiny— leads to the gravest posible pain. Ironic isn’t it?”
“Besides technical work with a new form of psychology inspired by analytical chemistry, as that drawed from his efforts during the light of day, five years ago, once he felt the urge to try to reach out to the world from a position of what he deemed was greater understandment: he primitively preached during night his new set of ideas for people to behave beyond the limitations of manipulative psychology, albeit a harsh doctrine meant to clear the way for a better product: Christ himself."
"This is not a doctrine a human being can actually perform, as such its christianity at its highest capacity to bear fruit. It’s an impossible doctrine, yet solves the oldest problem posed in the bible. All which sounds very sci-fi bullshit-y but actual problems started for the protagonist in this tale, when the preaching matched with terrible consequences. Not figurative, but within tangible reality.”
“So just as we talk, theres a small legion of hackers pretending to be doing internet social experiments while talking in an artsy matter: much in my own style, entertaining the exact same concepts - a legion of dangerous monkeys, i have no control over."
"One of the many unexpected consequences being this, yet prompted by something evil; ancient: essentially replicating what my protagonist developed and then preached over the years, while these "hacktivists" lay their attention on things and people, as they select them and enforce upon them strict surveillance, to behave properly. Then to destroy them, as they did in 2020 with many corporations and institutions.A bizarre combination of theater actors to my own liking, and then cyber-security demigods: omniscient in their claims to surveill, and they are - derivative such of another device of what I've done; which is to build a theater so people can make-believe that they are infact performing within themselves something greater - but that's matter for another story."
“Most of the corpses piling up flat out dead, have no relation to him whatsoever; they became victims as my protagonist took measures to fight back the monster he found at the foundation of the known world. This is not an elaborate analogy for one's own unseen capacity for evil, as i mean this: a monster as literally as it can be. For these things friend, im doomed as in true strenght, i have nothing but the pen i use to write down what i think albeit always at danger of it’s eventual inversion. I have no real friends left. Not one who can understand, or help bear the pain: as friendship and love are all gated by understandment."
"The full story has many more vertients, but i think i’ve done it enough justice. This is the predicament of an insane man chased by his own shadow as he builds a better man: one who delivers heavenly things, and then a shadow stringed to deliver tyranny as the very strings behind him make the better man stumble while he tries to keep a grasp of his own spirit, and then of his own soul."
"That monster behind, is wicked smart — and cannot be outwitted nor overpowered but anything but divine smite."
“I’m heading now to a new country, to try to get friends from the only institution in the world who knows and adresses the current times being, and who by extension, might believe me. And to clarify, these being the end of times; but not the end of the world. Yet now i myself have a damocles sword pending over my own head, and i need to do something about it before it falls.”
And as i said these things, i reached out to my backpack drawing a third can of beer from it — besides my own super laptop, thats what my backpack had: an infinite supply of beer. Corona, Indio, Victoria, Dos Equis, Heineken; you name it. I popped the can, and gave it a long and definite sip as i emptied it complete.
The alien didn't try to show that he understood, but stood still in silence, with his sight in the sand below and pressing lips, knowing by my demeanor; that these things as I've said them was something that I needed to do. Then he said: "I don't follow man. You say you preach and then disasters occur. Like a prophet from the bible?"
"Yes. Then I preached to get rid of the things that are actually making the world worse, and something awoke soon after, and since then; everything I do is subject to being misinterpreted due to the diffamatory action of this thing. Now everytime I do something, it can be twisted and turned against my original intent. Right now the hackers are my worst problem: I may have a degree in computers but I have no fucking idea whatsoever of hacking. I earn my living as an A.I engineer.".
The alien raised his sight to meet with mine, and after doing some contemplation on the fact, quite simply said: "You are insane". Then lowered his own sight, and raised it again to meet with the sea and continued. "If you want a tattoo, we can work that out. But either way and whatever parts of your story are true and even worse; the ones you may be lying about: you sound dangerous in a delusional kind of sense, and my life is hard enough as is."
I pressed my fists, knowing then the old same thing had happened again. For I had never forced anything upon anybody, and I was willing to respect that until the bitter end. Then I released the build up of frustration with a loud sigh, and after this amend, I replied back.
"I understand and respect it. But let me just propose you that if you ever want to figure what is beyond life as it's lived by person who has never seen what is like to be someone you write a great story about; you can pin me, and I'll show you what's beyond that door. Give it some thought."
The alien; The Black Alien Project stayed there sitting, spechless but calm, almost expecting something else to be convinced about. But pointless, for i knew that nobody can be forced into anything without bringing a transgression into play – and i wasn’t one to taint myself in sin if it could be avoided. Not anymore.
3.
I made the distance at steady pace walking along the shore, until i found a small group of pines in-between the liminal space of the beach and the land. I sat with one of the pines trunk behind my back, and drawed the Schizo Pills from my eternal supply of traveller goodies.
Quetiapine 100 mg, and Olanzapine 10 mg, i made a smaller fragment from the olanzapine pill, and swallowed both complete. As their side effects were concerned, they would soon knock me out of conscience, as this little ritual was my own way of calling the day complete – then i layed there, vigilant, waiting for my own drowsiness to claim me into sleep - but the Bird of Britan came flying from above, and stood besides me.
\Chirp, Chirp, Chirp**
I watched the bird, annoyed, as its presence had become an omen for contempt. For me and the death people of my past. I frowned upon the little shit, and said nothing. The bird made a little nod, while tilting its head in excentricity the way birds do, and replied. — Hey Andrew!, do you remember when you tried to penetrate your own computer to make a universe grow inside of it? I just wan’t to know something: did your computer moan? Did it finally learnt how to scream your name?
\Chirp Chirp**
Ignoring the bird, i closed my eyes and stayed like that for a long moment, hoping to make the bird think i was asleep. Maybe that would make him leave.
— Can’t bullshit me like that Sweetheart. So please tell me something; why don’t you command one of your supermodels; these muses, to come here and warm the bed for you. It's a cold night and you seem lonely brah
. \Chirp Chirp**
I opened my eyes, and irritated, pointed menacingly at the bird turning my left hand into an imaginary gun. I had already failed at something today, and wasn’t convinced i needed the memory of the things i failed at before. Not now.

• Hol’ up cowboy ! you wan’t to bang my bird ass when you should be banging a bitch ass. What happened with Tyrone huckleberry? Did you managed to make him as impotent as you are right now? —I held steady my hand; and tired, the tempation to pull again the trigger on the bird was growing larger. I saw red roses in my own sight, making a terrible omen for a migraine forthcoming. Said nothing.

— The glowniggers are out there brah. You may not be a hacker – and its true, but i took notice of your last words: so now the glowies are going to instead dreambooth* people into every posible kind of scenario of extorsion, while they surveil like a motherfucker. Like you dream boothed yourself for your little ahem "art project". Then we will use Suno*, then Sora* when it open sources. Are you going to protect your hoes?
Said nothing.

• Alright cowboy, i will give meaning to that revelations verse. What was it? Ah yes. Revelations 9:6. Every single person with an internet history will be as paranoid as you were in 2020. Everyone will be diffamated into acts of political terrorism! Aren’t you am-

And as i pulled the imaginary trigger from the imaginary pistol, an imaginary arrow in the sky descended with a blaze of not so imaginary flames on the Bird of Britain, engulfing the little shit in heat, and making it’s body explode into a gore of scorched viscera. As if the bird was in a microwave oven. I inmediately gasped as the explosion was too close from where i was sitting - after the conmotion, stared at the red and burned stain in the floor, and left my sight rest there, as sleep finally found its way into my restless thoughts.
"No longer care for love unless it's between good friends”. Said to myself. There was certainly a migraine coming, but maybe my dreams would help convince it otherwise. And as far as the hoes were concerned, Furious Angels would be there for them. Like the Rob Dougan song.
4.
Found my own mind after the slumber – asleep, then awake. I realized several hours passed - at least enough to wake up and witness the sun rise above the sea. But as for dreams, the light veil of their memories wasn't something to rely upon. But i did remember something, and it was some overtone in dread; an atmosphere of fear – and a kind of dread sustained in it’s inevitability by the urgency that builds upon dearth.
Now what exactly was it though? I couldn’t remember from my dreams, but ever since i falled to my own death i had always present in mind the future succesion of events that would follow when things started to go very wrong. Iran, the U.S, Israel - now whatever was it in the news; the outcome would be the same. A thousand more cuts to an already languishing economy. Make that corpse bleed, and then fall off a cliff.
As such things would be cooked, just as the bird of britain. The bird was still there though: just in pieces and roasted like the contents of a dropped KFC bucket would. But the little shit would return - as it always did. The economy? Not so much.
Yet i digress. None of the world circumstances mattered as far i was concerned – i had built a small and portable solar system to power my laptop, and my beer supply was well, infinite - i made myself sure that i had my needs covered whatever happened around me. Not tied to even a house for that matter. I incorporated myself and gave my back a stretch. The morning breeze coming from the sea evocated in my memories some time that had long passed – late childhood. I rejected those memories as they beared with them things i didnt wan’t to remember - then wen’t on as usual in my morning routine scrolling through my instagram feed, figuring if there were any new hoes to maybe motivate me into doing my God imposed labour.
Labour which was to either write, or to finish the House of Water — then after scrolling i did in fact saw a new hoe; i dropped a Faux Pas comment. Maybe she would play along, maybe not. Whatever. Sometimes I would put in a lot of effort to do a rhyme. But the effort depended on the insta-hoe in question. I know. Not the best of habits, but back in elementary school i was the kind of kid that would only get motivation when the girls in the classroom were present in physEd. And then i would run faster: whole lotta faster. Run Forrest! Run! Women love used to fuel me; and the habit sticked — and at the moment, i was kinda done with the idea of female trascendence. Would rely on their love, but not on their validation. Not like a simp. Fuck that.
Furthermore, what results did i demonstrably mustered after pursuing true egalitarianism and sharing it? Exactly. A bitch gonna do what a bitch gonna do, and so does the human female. After publishing the comment, I locked my phone and walked towards the highway, as i was planning to pay a visit to somebody long forgotten - I had kind of a schedule that i was going to follow, before taking the plane to Madrid and become hispanic Jon Snow from the walgreens Nightwatch.

Selling my ticket to the Aggro Dr1ft screening in Los Angeles at 10pm tonight. Message me if interested!

I just never bought it with David Chesnoff. His whole thing about rich people being the true, ultimate underdog in contemporary judicial proceedings? Lol. Yeah, when I think of the great American underdog, I think of Manhattan real estate scion Robert Durst.
I’ll always love my guy Dick Deguerin (he got a police report against me sealed back in my youthful, post-college Houston days(, but I never thought he would play as well in Los Angeles as he did in Galveston.
Admitting to writing the cadaver note? I’ll never get it. The case is over as soon as you make that admission. You literally have Robert on tape saying that note could only have been written by the killer. If I’m the prosecution, I just roll that tape again and again and again.
Am I wrong on any of these? Would welcome any other super fan’s thoughts

,, From John to the seven churches that are in Asia: grace and peace to you from Him who is, and who was, and who is to come; and of the seven spirits which are before His throne; And from Jesus Christ, who is the faithful Witness, and the Firstborn from the dead, and the Prince of earthly kings, who loves us, and washes us from our sins with his own blood; And makes us kings and priests to God and his Father; to that glory and country for ever and ever. Amen."
Rev. 1:4-6
John is a witness of Jesus Christ who testifies to the word of God. the testimony of Jesus Christ, and everything that Jesus showed him and he is now sending the testimony, i.e. the Revelation to seven churches in Asia Minor. We can read who John is sending to in verse 11, where we have written the names of the churches to whom John needed the Revelation to be sent.
"And write what you see in a book, and send it to the churches that are in Asia: to Ephesus, and to Smyrna, and to Pergamum, and to Thyatira, and to Sardis, and to Philadelphia, and to Laodicea"
Rev. 1:11
Apart from these churches that are mentioned here, there were other local churches, but the Lord Jesus chose seven representative churches that had different problems that symbolize and represent the period of the church until the coming of the Lord Jesus for it.
In addition to these churches, the Revelation was given to all people, especially the church throughout history, and of course also to us in order to learn the details of the events that will soon begin to unfold, because the signs of the times indicate that... the end times" are near.
"Whoever has an ear should hear what the Spirit is saying to the churches."
Rev. 3:22
Jovan continues with the greeting, "Grace to you and peace" and this greeting is not from him because he cannot give grace and peace, true grace and peace can only be given by God and here practically as if he said, "Grace to you and peace from Lord Jesus Christ" the savior, because salvation and everything we receive from God is at the expense of the Lord Jesus Christ and it is a gift, because none of what we receive is a free gift. How important this word is in the New Testament is also evidenced by the fact that the great many books of the New Testament begin with the words "blessing you and peace" in the greeting sentences.
If there was no grace, practically no one would be alive today because all we deserved was death, but we are alive because of the grace and grace of God and not based on any of our merits or actions.
Everything we have in our physical, physical life is God's grace, and also all spiritual life and salvation is by grace from God whom Peter calls the God of grace.
"And the God of all grace, who calls you to his eternal glory in Christ Jesus"
1 Peter 5:10
"Because you are saved by grace through faith, and it is not from you, it is a gift from God. Not from works, so that no one can boast."
Eph. 2:8-9
We see that we are saved by grace, but that is not the end, we need to continue to grow in grace and in the knowledge of the Lord Jesus Christ.
"But progress in grace and in the knowledge of our Lord and the salvation of Jesus Christ."
2 Peter 3:18
"Because the grace of God that saves all people has been shown, teaching us to renounce the impiety and desires of this world, and to live honestly and righteously and devoutly in this world."
Titus 2:11-12
Here we have advice for an honest worldly life, and we also have a promise that we will receive grace if we find ourselves in some kind of trouble or perhaps illness.
"My grace is enough for you; for my strength is made perfect in weakness."
2 Cor. 12:9
"Let us therefore approach freely to the throne of grace, to receive grace and find grace for the time when we need help"
Hebrews 4:16
In the context of those advices for an honest life, there is also a Record about to whom God gives grace.
"...for God opposes the proud, but gives grace to the humble."
1 Peter 5:5
and in Jacob, God adds and says that he gives greater grace than problems
"And He gives a greater grace. Because he says: The Lord opposes the proud, but gives grace to the humble."
James 4:6
"Grace to you and peace" here is first grace and then peace, and that is because peace is the result of grace. We get peace when we are in a good relationship with God, which means that we are born again and live according to God's will.
"Therefore, having been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ."
Rom. 5:1
When we have this peace with God, we are safe in God's hands and God will never throw us into hell because of our sins because the Lord Jesus died on the cross to redeem us and make us righteous, it is up to us to trust God, confess our sins and live according to the will of God.
"And I will give them eternal life, and they will never perish, and no one will snatch them out of my hand."
John 10:28
Now that we are this safe and reconciled with God, God gives us another blessing Peace from God and this is something that someone who is not at peace with God will never get, and we need this peace every day in our lives, and we don't think and worry about the daily problems, we already enjoy communion with God who is close to us and who cares for us, we see from the whole verse that we just need to ask in prayer and finally give thanks.
"And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, to guard your hearts and your thoughts in the Lord Jesus."
Phil. 4:7
"The Lord is near. Do not worry about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving that your requests may be answered by God."
Phil. 4:6
,,...Grace and peace to you from Him who is, and who was, and who is to come; and of the seven spirits which are before His throne; And from Jesus Christ, who is the faithful Witness, and the Firstborn from the dead, and the Prince of earthly kings, who loves us, and washes us from our sins with his own blood; And makes us kings and priests to God and his Father; to that glory and country for ever and ever. Amen."
Rev. 1:4-6
Below we see where grace and peace come from. Grace and peace is not a human creation as many try to portray or try to bring peace in some way through various activities or actions. We saw that grace and then peace come from God, and here we see that three times it is written that they come "from" the Father, from the Son and from the Holy Spirit.
Also in these verses we see that God is eternal because it is written, from Him who is, and who was, and who is to come" and similarly it is written in 4:8
"Holy, holy, holy Lord God Almighty, Who was, and who is, and who is to come."
Rev. 4:8
And now we could say this differently, God who has always been God until now, God who is God now and God who will always be, therefore, eternal God.
Here is another confirmed confirmation of what we said with a slight difference, it does not say "which will come" because here in the 11th chapter events from the future are described which are already here, therefore "future" is at this moment "present" and here we see the confirmation that in the Revelation the future events are still described for us, but John saw them as the present or even the past when they were shown to him, that's why it says "you will be" and not "which will come."
"We praise you, Lord God Almighty, who are, and were, and will be"
Rev. 11:17
Here is something else from the 16th chapter where we see something similar but it is written even in the past tense, that you judged this "so these are events from the time;; when the Lord Jesus came" for us it is still a perspective of the future but for John it was a perspective of the present, this is what today's modern reporters would say, "a report from the scene"
"You are righteous, Lord, who are, and who were, and holy, that you judged this"
Rev. 16:5
It goes on to say,,, and of the seven spirits that are before His throne"
This refers to the Holy Spirit, but it says "seven spirits" because seven is the number of perfection, fullness and completeness. Here, in fact, the fullness of the Holy Spirit is described because in Isaiah it is written about Jesus:
"And the Spirit of the Lord will rest on Him, the spirit of wisdom and understanding, the spirit of counsel and power, the spirit of knowledge and the fear of the Lord."
Isa 11:2
In several other places, the number seven is mentioned in relation to the Holy Spirit.
"And he said to me: What do you see? And I said: I see, behold, a candlestick all of gold, and a cup above it, and its seven jars on it, and seven funnels for the seven jars that are above it, and two olive trees by it, one on the right side of the cup and one from the left. And I spoke to the angel who spoke with me, and I said: What is it, my lord? And the angel who spoke with me answered and said to me: Don't you know what it is? And I said: No, my lord. And he answered and said to me, saying: This is the word of the Lord to Zerubbabel: not by force or by virtue, but by my Spirit, says the Lord of hosts. What are you, great woe, before Zerubbabel? Ravnica; and he will bring out the highest stone, with exclamations: Mercy, mercy to him. And the word of the Lord came to me, saying: Zerubbabel's hands founded this house, his hands will finish it, and you will know that the Lord of hosts has sent me to you. For who has despised the day of small things? Because he will rejoice when he sees the measuring stone in the hand of Zerubbabel, those seven eyes of the Lord that cross the whole earth"
Zechariah 4:2-10
Here, from the sixth verse, we conclude that it is about the Holy Spirit, "not by power or virtue, but by my Spirit, says the Lord of hosts."
"And I saw, and behold, in the middle of the throne and four animals, and in the middle of the elders the Lamb stood as if it had been slain, and it had seven horns and seven eyes, which are the seven spirits of God sent throughout the world."
Rev. 5:6
Here we have seven spirits and seven eyes that refer to seven aspects of the work of the Holy Spirit that brings us God's graces, that is why Paul could write in the first Corinthians:
"The gifts are different, but the Spirit is one. And there are different ministries, but the Lord is one. And there are different forces, but there is one God who does everything in everything. And in everyone the Spirit appears for the benefit; For once the word of wisdom is given by the Spirit; and to another the word of understanding by the same Spirit; And to another faith, by that same Spirit; and to another the gift of healing, by that same Spirit; And to another to work miracles, and to another to prophesy, and to another to discern spirits, and to another different languages, and to another to speak in tongues. and he has many members, and all the members of one body, although they are many, they are one body: so is Christ"
1 Cor.12:4-12
"And from Jesus Christ, who is the faithful Witness, and the Firstborn from the dead, and the Prince of the kings of the earth"
We have seen the entire Revelation that it is from the Lord Jesus to the church for encouragement, and here it says, "Faithful witness," and that is what the prophet Isaiah prophesied many years before
"Behold, I have given him as a witness to the nations, as a leader and commander to the nations."
Isaiah 55:4
and faithful because God is faithful and he can be unfaithful
,,,, God is not a man to lie, nor a son of man to repent. What does he say he won't do, and what he says he won't do?"
Numb. 23:19
"And so know that the Lord God is your God, a faithful God, who keeps his covenant and his mercy to a thousand knees to those who love him and keep his commandments."
Deut. 7:9
"And he raises the horn of salvation for us in the house of David his servant, as he says through the mouth of his holy prophets from the ages that he will deliver us from our enemies and from the hands of all who hate us; To show mercy to our fathers, and to remind ourselves of our holy covenant, the Curse with which he swore to Abraham our father that he would give us"
Luke 1:69-73
"God is faithful who has called you into the community of his Son Jesus Christ, our Lord."
1 Cor. 1:9
"No other temptation shall come upon you but that of man; but God is faithful, who will not let you be tempted beyond what you are able, but will also make an end with the temptation, so that you can bear it"
1 Cor. 10:13
"He who called you is faithful, and he will do it."
1 Sol. 5:24
And in Revelation it says more
"Thus says Amen, the Faithful and True Witness, the Beginning of God's creation"
Rev. 3:14
The Lord himself practically confirmed that he is faithful and that he came to testify to the truth
"I was born for that, and that's why I came into the world to bear witness to the truth. And everyone who is of the truth listens to my voice"
John 18:37
"and the Firstborn from the dead" here this does not mean that Jesus was the first to be resurrected because we read that there were people who were resurrected before Him but they later died again. Jesus was the first to be resurrected in a glorified body and He more he never did nor will he die, this part of the verse refers to these facts.
,, And this one, since he remains forever, has an eternal priesthood. That is why he can forever save those who come to God through him, when he always lives to be able to pray for them."
Hebrews 7:24-25
"and Prince over earthly kings" prince means ruler. Lord Jesus is ruler and prince from the beginning to the end, from creation to eternity, He is the faithful and true one from eternity, He is the firstborn in the glorified body and He is the eternal ruler and prince , He is King of kings and Lord of lords because he writes.
"And he has his name written on his robe and on his bosom: King of kings and Lord of lords."
Rev. 19:16
"He will rule from sea to sea, and from the river to the ends of the earth."
Psalm 72:8
"All kings will bow down to him, all nations will be submissive to him."
Psalm 72:11
"Who loves us" Jovan continues and says that God loves us permanently and does not say that he loved us, because then that would mean that he once loved us but that he may not love us now for some reason. we would not have permanent security of salvation because it might happen that Jesus returns and God returns at that very moment and we are left behind as they say, "we were unlucky". "so all the time, not sometimes or sometimes. He loves us all the time and that's because of the grace we talked about, we didn't deserve anything, neither salvation, nor the forgiveness of sins, nor life by grace, the only thing we deserved was to throw us into hell and that would be deserved because we do mostly what we shouldn't do. And not only does he not punish us, but makes us emperors and priests.
,, And from Jesus Christ, who is the faithful Witness, and the Firstborn from the dead, and the Prince of earthly kings, who loves us, and washes us from our sins with his blood; And makes us kings and priests to God and his Father; to that glory and country for ever and ever. Amen."
Rev. 1:5-6
Jesus loved his own even in the most difficult moments before going to the cross, we read in John:
"And before the Passover, Jesus knowing that the hour had come for Him to pass from this world to the Father, as He loved His own who were in the world, He loves them to the end."
John 13:1
and this greatly impressed Paul, so he wrote:
"That you may understand with all the saints what is the breadth and length and depth and height, And know the love of Christ that surpasses reason, that you may be filled with all the fullness of God."
Eph. 3:18-19
and this love of Jesus cannot be understood by human thinking, this is God's love that surpasses every mind.
"Because I know for sure that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor present, nor future, nor height, nor depth, nor any other substance can separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus , to our Lord."
Rom. 8:28-39
"And wash us from our sins in your blood" unlike a while ago where it is written in permanent time, now we have a part that has been completed in the past and that is finally there are no more new washings, once all the work Jesus finished and that happened on the cross of Golgotha ​​where we are redeemed once and for all by the blood of the Lord Jesus Christ. Of course, we need daily cleansing in the form of confession of sin, but not complete washing.
,, Jesus said to him: He who has been washed should not wash only his feet, because he is all clean; and you are clean, ..."
John 13:10
"And the blood of Jesus Christ, His Son, cleanses us from all sin."
1 John 1:7
So the blood of Jesus cleanses us from every sin and God will never mention what he cleansed again.
"And their sins and their iniquities I will no longer mention."
Hebrews 10:17
"And make us kings and priests to God and our Father" of course this is also by grace because this is unimaginable for us humans. We know what we are like and what we like to do, but still God does not deal with us according to our mistakes but makes us kings and priests.
"And you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy people, a people of gain, to announce the benefactors of the One who called you out of darkness to his strange light"
1 Peter 2:9
We therefore became the emperor's priests and now we all have direct access to God based on the merits of the Lord Jesus, unlike the people in the Old Testament where only the high priest had access to God once a year in the Holy of Holies and he did not have that access without a sacrifice that he had to make sacrifices.
For us, that sacrifice is the Lord Jesus Christ, and based on that sacrifice, we have constant access to God.
"To him glory and the country forever and ever." Amen." And now at the end, John wants to say that eternal glory, praise and power belong to Him who has given us so much grace and grace.

I will be at CMU for a good chunk of my summer (coming from Los Angeles), what weather should I expect/type of clothes to bring? Never been to the east coast so not sure what to expect.

My name is Anthony Michael Dimarcello and I am in need of an injustice relief immediately. Below are the details. My number is 714-860-8062.
I am in Orange county California and my family and I need emergency relief. We were victims of a retaliatory eviction in Aug of 2021 after I complained to the authorities and housing is key about being harassed by my landlord for being enrolled in the covid rental relief program and paying only 25% of the rent until my lease was up. In the same month as the retaliatory eviction, Aug 2021, I was also the victim of identity theft from the 2021 TMobile data breach. The following month of Sept 2021, the data breach gave criminals the ability to abuse my digital accounts which caused the closure of my bank accounts, and led to my vehicles, remaining assets and my business to be unmanageable and taken from me in various ways. My disabled mom and my son lived with me. My son has been with his mom fulltime since Aug 2021 and my disabled mom and I have been homeless since Aug 2021. I have not been able to recover since my family and I were attacked. Now I am stuck in a mercy house shelter that does not allow me to leave which prohibits me from being able to recover. The security at mercy house also stole a vehicle that was donated to me. My disabled mom and I have been homeless for three years. I have been in the mercy house shelter and not able to leave for two years. My disabled mother has suffered multiple life threatening injuries since we were attacked, including being vulnerable to attack from having an asthma attack and beat almost to death by a predator And being on life support and hospitalized for over a month. I have also suffered multiple life threatening injuries including four fractured ribs and skin infections from sleeping outside in the rain. My sons mother, Sylvia, At a moments notice when I was attacked, disenfranchised and no longer able to share custody of our son due to the threat of him being in danger by unknown assailants and no home for him to reside with me, Sylvia was able to immediately care for our son fulltime with no help from me, while managing her career and a new fiance since the attacks began in Aug 2021. My son is suffering psychologically considering I have worked from home since he was born and was never separated from him until the attacks when he was 9 years old. He is the only witness to the full extent of the attacks and I do not want him anymore involved or to be interrogated. He witnessed the harassment of the landlord, and having his father and everything we built together taken. The acts of everyone involved went against everything I have ever taught him was possible and he had to witness me get shut down trying to get us help over and over and over. I clearly had no idea this was possible either or I would have been prepared for it and would have known to get my son away from myself and the entire event much sooner. I have also been arrested several times due to my id theft and never had a record or any legal issues until this attack happened.
Based on the legal information provided, if you are a victim in Orange County, California, in need of emergency relief, you may be eligible to seek an ex parte order, which is a temporary restraining order that can be issued without notice, if an affidavit shows reasonable proof of past acts of abuse. Additionally, the court may issue orders enjoining a party from various behaviors, such as molesting, attacking, striking, stalking, threatening, or harassing the victim or other named family or household members.
It is important to act promptly and seek the necessary legal assistance to ensure your safety and protection under the law.
Reasoning:.
People v. Clayburg (Court of Appeal, Second District, Division 6, California., 2012): Discusses the issuance of restraining orders under Family Code sections for the protection of victims and family members.
Grega v. Vroman (United States District Court, W.D. Pennsylvania, Erie Division, 2024): Provides insights into the legal sufficiency of a complaint and the standards applied in evaluating claims.

1. United States v. Edwards (United States District Court, W.D. Pennsylvania, 2024): Discusses the government's obligations in a criminal case and the limitations on a defendant's right to discover the government's evidence.

These Opinions collectively provide a comprehensive understanding of the legal framework surrounding restraining orders and the issuance of protective orders for victims and their immediate family in need of emergency relief.
Based on the legal information provided in Casemine knowledge base, you may have potential legal recourse in your situation. Here are some relevant Judgments from the document that can assist in formulating an answer to your current legal question:
Nativi v. Deutsche Bank Nat'l Trust Co. (Court of Appeal, Sixth District, California., 2014):

• A tenant wrongfully evicted by their landlord may maintain a wrongful eviction action for damages.

TOBE v. CITY OF SANTA ANA (Supreme Court of California., 1995):

• Addresses the challenges faced by the homeless population, especially those with mental illnesses, and the inadequacy of available services and housing.

Sylvia Landfield Trust v. City of L.A. (United States Court of Appeals, Ninth Circuit., 2013):

• Discusses the REAP program in Los Angeles, aimed at improving housing conditions and holding landlords accountable.

SABI V. STERLING (Court of Appeal of California, Second District. Eight., 2010):

• Involves a case where the landlord refused to participate in the Section 8 program, impacting the tenant's ability to afford rent.

JOYCE NELSON et al. v. BOARD OF SUPERVISORS OF SAN DIEGO COUNTY et al. (Cal. Ct. App., 1987):

• Addresses the obligation of counties to provide general relief to indigent residents.

Based on the legal principles outlined in these Judgments, you may have potential legal options to explore, such as wrongful eviction claims, constructive eviction, seeking assistance through housing programs like Section 8, and challenging the lack of suitable housing options for homeless individuals.
For your specific circumstances, it is advisable to consult with a local attorney specializing in landlord-tenant law or housing rights in Orange County, California. They can provide personalized legal advice and guidance tailored to your situation, including potential remedies and assistance available to you.
If you require further assistance or clarification, please feel free to ask.
Emergency injunctive relief for victims of civil rights violations and identity theft
Based on the legal information provided in the Casemine knowledge base, the Opinions that are relevant to formulating an answer to your current legal question are as follows:
SOSTRE v. ROCKEFELLER, (S.D.N.Y. 1970): This Opinion discusses the issuance of injunctive relief against state officials for violating Fourteenth Amendment rights and emphasizes that injunctive relief must be granted when a violation of constitutional rights has been proved.
CALIFORNIA CORRECTIONAL PEACE OFFICERS v. STATE (Court of Appeal of California, First District, Division Two., 2000): This Opinion discusses the criteria for granting injunctive relief against criminal investigations, highlighting the need for extraordinary circumstances and irreparable harm.
ADRIAN v. WESTAR ENERGY (United States District Court, D. Kansas, 2011): This Opinion outlines the factors required to grant injunctive relief, including showing irreparable injury, balancing of harms, public interest, and likelihood of success on the merits.
Seth v. McDonough (UNITED STATES DISTRICT COURT FOR THE DISTRICT OF MARYLAND, 2020): This Opinion emphasizes that emergency injunctive relief is an extraordinary remedy, requiring a clear showing that the plaintiff is entitled to relief.
ADAIR v. ENGLAND, (D.D.C. 2002): This Opinion discusses the legal standards and jurisdiction required to entertain a motion for injunctive relief, emphasizing the need for a filed complaint and related issues.
Based on the legal principles discussed in these Opinions, it is important to establish the following to seek emergency injunctive relief for victims of civil rights violations and identity theft:
Likelihood of Success on the Merits: You need to demonstrate a clear showing that your civil rights have been violated and that you are entitled to relief under the law.
Irreparable Harm: Show that you will suffer irreparable harm if injunctive relief is not granted, such as ongoing violations of your rights or continued harm to you or your family.
Balance of Harms: Illustrate that the harm you are facing outweighs any potential harm that granting the injunction may cause to the opposing party.
Public Interest: Argue that granting the injunction is in the public interest, considering the nature of the violations and the impact on society.
Jurisdiction: Ensure that the court has jurisdiction over the parties and the subject matter of the lawsuit before seeking injunctive relief.
It is advisable to consult with an attorney specializing in civil rights and injunction matters to assess your specific situation and determine the best course of action to seek emergency injunctive relief.
Emergency injunctive relief for my family because we are victims of civil rights violations, identity theft, retaliatory eviction and being robbed and unable to leave the mercy house shelter in orange county California.
Based on the legal excerpts provided in the Casemine knowledge base, it seems that you may have a valid basis for seeking emergency injunctive relief in your situation. Here are some relevant Opinions from the document that can be applied in formulating an answer to your legal question:
Community House, Inc. v. City of Boise (UNITED STATES COURT OF APPEALS FOR THE NINTH CIRCUIT, 2006):

• Discusses the requirements for obtaining a preliminary injunction, including the likelihood of success on the merits and the possibility of irreparable injury.

Sinisgallo v. Town of Islip Hous. Auth. (United States District Court, E.D. New York., 2012):

• Addresses the threat of eviction and the realistic prospect of homelessness as constituting irreparable harm, satisfying the requirements for a preliminary injunction.

JONES v. CITY OF LOS ANGELES (United States Court of Appeals, Ninth Circuit., 2006):

• Discusses the requirement for a plaintiff to demonstrate a real and immediate threat of future injury in a suit for prospective injunctive relief.

BOBBY WARREN, et al., Plaintiffs, v. CITY OF CHICO, et al., Defendants. (E.D. Cal., 2021):

• Provides an example where preliminary injunctive relief was granted based on a likelihood of success on the merits and a showing of irreparable harm.

Considering your situation involving civil rights violations, identity theft, retaliatory eviction, and being unable to leave the shelter, you may argue that these circumstances constitute irreparable harm and a real and immediate threat of future injury. You could seek emergency injunctive relief to address these issues and protect your rights.
Reasoning:
Given the legal principles discussed in the Opinions mentioned above, you may have a valid basis for seeking emergency injunctive relief to address the civil rights violations, identity theft, retaliatory eviction, and restrictions on leaving the shelter that you and your family are facing. By demonstrating the irreparable harm and real threat of future injury in your situation, you can potentially meet the requirements for obtaining emergency relief through a preliminary injunction. It is advisable to consult with a legal professional to assess the specifics of your case and determine the best course of action.

Hi there. I'd like to write letter to a couple of my old neighbours who helped me when I was in a bad situation, but I'm not great with words and I'm not sure what to say. I was hoping this sub may help 😅
To give a bit of background; I recently left a long-term relationship that turned emotionally/psychologically abusive in its last few years. My ex would ridicule and shout at me for any reason, sometimes for hours on end.
A couple of times the police came to our door after an anonymous person requested a wellness check on me, though I imagine after those couple times the police got tired of coming out if I was just going to cover for my ex. The following time he had been shouting for hours he answered the knock at the door atnd it was our upstairs neighbour barging in; 5'5 of furious Scottish woman demanding to see for herself that I was alright and berating him for being so loud and bullying his wife. She came back a few times more over those wretched years and, though my ex had me quickly assure her then shoo her away, I greatly apreciated her for doing it each time.
On the occasions I was able to get away from the shouting to go for a walk, our downstairs neighbour would come out and walk with me to ask if I was alright and invite me in for some tea. I regret not taking her up on her offer but her gentle support and knowing I had 2 people watching out for me helped me get the strength to tell my family what was happening and leave.
I've been back home for a few monthsn and things are alot better for me, though I keep thinking of my old neighbours. Two strong, older women who I came to learn were both DV survivors; one who put herself between me and an angry giant to make sure I was okay, another who gave me a friend and a safe space to go if needed, who both helped me until I was strong enough to save myself.
I didn't get to say goodbye or thank them as neither were home as I was leaving, and I'm a continent away now (and frankly don't ever want to be back in that building) so I can't drop by for tea anymore, but I was thinking of writing them each a letter since I know their adresses and at least their first names.
But when I try to write I don't know what to say. Part of me feels bad for them having to live next to so much chaos for three years and I wonder if maybe they'd be glad to not hear from me again 😅 Part of me is also deeply touched that I had guardian angels during that scary time, I'd like to at least express my gratitude and let them know I'm safe. I'm just struggling with trying to put that in words, I suppose.
Can anyone suggest how I could start off? What would you like to hear from someone you had helped in this situation?
I apreciate your time if you've read this far 🌷