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So the Space Aliens said I could speak on their behalf. In fact, they have given me access to the entire database of psychic records partaining to the history of the universe.

Nonthemore, Im gonna keep all that junk to myself. Its none of your business. You already know somewhere sometime anyway.

That's it! It ios a matter of places and times, not faces and people. We no longer care about the various structures of jaw bones and the smell of fresh industrial wax: what we have is the original orgasmic moment of creation!

It is true that I am just pulling random words out of my ass, literally right out of it, that sound and smell nice. I like happy, polite people, who even when they suffer from the hell and death of life, will tell you things are great with one of those messed up phoney smiles that make them look like the pupeteers is twirling his insane mustache with all that long black hair and spidery hands with strings that we should be putting on our guitars instead.

The time of awakening is now.

STOP BEING CONNED BY conSCIOUSNESS

CONSCIOUSNESS is a CON artists SCAM

Let me tell you about love: it hardly exists in this equinox. Its actually a form of attachment. The hippies had it true and we should all be doing eath other freely all the time, just on whim, right when you meet them, you like them, you do them, blam, the karma is out in the open, the situation apprised, the full potential realized, the karma is cleared forever. You see? Those morons, though, they lacked so many vital and essential ingredients. How many of them had to suffer from the fully awake disection of their lobotomized dreams! Just for us to be where we are now, still messing around!

So we looked through the mess of their brains and found a few key ingredients. Something was missing, that much was as obvious as a chicken sticking out someones rump. Now we have it, too, its timing! A matter of timing, a matter of history, a matter of the changing equinoxes and the awakening of the memories we lost 26 thousand effing years ago.

So just hang on. Hold that rope. We're close.