The Three Days of Darkness - November 24-26, 2016 A.D.

I initially read that as Fred MacMurray, which of course led to this:

(Sung to the tune of Frozen's "Let It Go.")

 

Again?

 

After the comedy / mockery dies down, and the evidence is examined, that just isn't so.

 

Pull up a chair, it's gonna be a while.

 

Possibly relevant:

 

Someone let me know that you were back so that I could comment. I read through your little diatribe and only have a few questions:

• Why did it take you 2 years to figure out the link between the fires and the prophecy? I figure it's either because you're stupid or you were locked up in a nut house because you're clearly seriously mentally ill.
• Did your asylum have it's own Chief Broom? If so, can I pay him to smother you with a pillow? If not, I'd love the contact info for Nurse Ratched just so you can get back on your meds.
• Why did you pick the Ft. McMurray fire instead of the fire in my pants?
• For a dude that's supposed to be pretty tight with The Lord - which goes back to your original posts - he sure doesn't tell you much. Why do you think he's forsaking you? I think it's because you touch yourself at night.
• Since you are tight with The Lord, can you let him know that I'll have the money for the tax assessment for the St. Helen of the Blessed Shroud Orphanage filed tomorrow after I get back from Lake Wazzapamani tonight?
• You totally fucked up your math about the end of days. Like really, really, REALLY fucked it up - you were off literally by YEARS when counting in days. Are you just that bad at math? Do the calculators in your treatment facility have sharp edges or something?
• I mean I completely understand it, but can you explain exactly why God hates America's Hat? Is it because the Quebecois tried to recreate Heavenly Manna in the form of poutine? Does He hate universal health coverage? If so, who's going to get the dart next?

Finally what Satanic clown orgy did you crawl out of? Also your mom liked my Instagram photos from 2 years ago. Tell her I'll wear those shorts for her anytime she wants.

 

Roast me next, jazz!

 

The only thing missing from that post was this:

 

I can answer you Jazz.

I am the lord, and I have forsaken young Edward for one reason. While it is true that all of humanity are my children, I am pretty sure Edward was adopted. Or, Mrs. God was fucking around on me.

 

I don't think he's ever really gone away I just think he lurks but that's my opinion

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Seems a good place as any to put this here:

 

Please forgive me....

"Dude, there's no difference between a big sin and a little sin. You might as well try to hit it!"

 

Isn't Jesus the result of Mary cheating with God? Talk about a double standard!

 

That was probably nurse Ratchet.

It is a little diatribe to you because you only see it through a limited perspective.

Back here in PA we still have a teaching : "Get the big picture."

Equating two of the four-digit numbers in the prophecy of the Book of Daniel is tricky business, but just like arguments passed to a function in computer programming, things get done.

At times before I even knew of the prophecy of Daniel, I was in pieces, shot, stabbed, and the like, without any parallels regarding the things foretold in its verses.

Today, at least for a few more hours, is an even number in the countdown, and being at 150 days remaining also has its own parallels to the 150 Psalms of the Holy Bible and the 150 "Aves" of the Holy Rosary. It has only been since the Pontificate of John Paul II that a reckoning of more than 150 "Aves" has been made available.

When I began posting about the counting, I was certain of Ascension Sunday, May 8, 2016 A.D. being the exact day foretold in Daniel 12:12, the 1,335th day of blessing; the same certainty for Holy and Maundy Thursday, March 24, 2016 A.D.

But I didn't arrive at the same certainty for the coming 2,300th day of Daniel 8:14, Holy Family Saturday, December 29, 2018 A.D., until later.

I considered it a safe approach to equate the two not withstanding that I could be held accountable.

Factor in recent conflict of being attacked, hi-jacked, and robbed . . . that's a recipe for disaster which can bring one to the brink of despair.

When you ask "two years", it has been more than sixty-two years, and it ain't over yet.

At some juncture after reaching the 1,335th day, I began to see that the nine ranks of angels being moved were in three groups of three; three sets of three days across three years. (like a military maneuver from Heaven's Throne)

There remains only one more of these motions, leaving about another month until I can no longer ascertain any further fulfillment of the four-digit numbers in the prophecy of Daniel.

When I ask myself the question, "what would Jesus do?" or "what would I do?" - such an ordering seems logical.

--- Double Post Merged, Jul 31, 2018, Original Post Date: Jul 31, 2018 ---

That was probably nurse Ratchet.

It is a little diatribe to you because you only see it through a limited perspective.

Back here in PA we still have a teaching : "Get the big picture."

Equating two of the four-digit numbers in the prophecy of the Book of Daniel is tricky business, but just like arguments passed to a function in computer programming, things get done.

At times before I even knew of the prophecy of Daniel, I was in pieces, shot, stabbed, and the like, without any parallels regarding the things foretold in its verses.

Today, at least for a few more hours, is an even number in the countdown, and being at 150 days remaining also has its own parallels to the 150 Psalms of the Holy Bible and the 150 "Aves" of the Holy Rosary. It has only been since the Pontificate of John Paul II that a reckoning of more than 150 "Aves" has been made available.

When I began posting about the counting, I was certain of Ascension Sunday, May 8, 2016 A.D. being the exact day foretold in Daniel 12:12, the 1,335th day of blessing; the same certainty for Holy and Maundy Thursday, March 24, 2016 A.D.

But I didn't arrive at the same certainty for the coming 2,300th day of Daniel 8:14, Holy Family Saturday, December 29, 2018 A.D., until later.

I considered it a safe approach to equate the two not withstanding that I could be held accountable.

Factor in recent conflict of being attacked, hi-jacked, and robbed . . . that's a recipe for disaster which can bring one to the brink of despair.

When you ask "two years", it has been more than sixty-two years, and it ain't over yet.

At some juncture after reaching the 1,335th day, I began to see that the nine ranks of angels being moved were in three groups of three; three sets of three days across three years. (like a military maneuver from Heaven's Throne)

There remains only one more of these motions, leaving about another month until I can no longer ascertain any further fulfillment of the four-digit numbers in the prophecy of Daniel.

When I ask myself the question, "what would Jesus do?" or "what would I do?" - such an ordering seems logical.

 

I strongly suggest that you just go ahead and nail yourself to the cross so that we can get this over with. Don't know how you'll get the second hand nailed, but maybe God herself will do you a solid.