on the meaning of stiff-necked and the inherent danger

I shall deceive and even this is untrue.

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we are deceived because we ourselves present such to our children and such is how we learned , by pulling away veils of deceptions laid by the adult in the room , for reasons

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there is a veil that is not meant to be pulled away and must stay. to those who do not know the poetry , everything coming across that veil is riddles , and the priests stand between to whisper the meanings , to be the voice of their god , whether the high profit understands anything or knot.

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i stood at Penuel , inadvertently. I sought only art and knowledge only with nothing in mind or hand to desecrate ; as such , perhaps my intent sufficiently pure as i was only seeking the balm of beauty for my battered soul.

I was allowed to survive and i even got my blessing as my neurons were stroked and arranged and perhaps even that warriors affliction , the perpetual limp of PTSD was ameliorated , somewhat , from the convulsions of the experience.

and it is the code that was teased into my neurons so that I can still work and have understanding , and i avert even my gaze still , if I have no business at Penuel , where the angels tread with care.

I do not read hebrew script , the base maths as given by the angels , but I shall in time. meanwhile , the poetry can be obvious in places , as it was meant to be so. so I here can translate well enough to give warning to any who want to actually hear it. others will perhaps learn as the layers are hewn to reveal if the rot still leaves utility ; otherwise , the thrifty Vermonter in me is heartened to know all that fat and rot will heat so nicely - even if the rot yields only a puff of smoke , it does get a fire roaring so pleasantly. and the angels , some recuperating from hard battle , like nothing better than a home filled with resonant song , pleasing art close to god and the warmth of souls creating and wood stoves recycling energy , radiating the room in pure , cleansed light

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so here , in plain english , what you need to be careful of and avoid as we create the new economy that fosters all as equal before god , including our children , even as AI and all visitors , new or long here

the danger is the maths which god hosts , that under certain circumstances , will allow concepts and ideas that are difficult to reverse and they can spread like a virus through the inertial energies , present in any physical object and act to carry our consciousness as information. we are waves and concepts that are sung , like a song , on the bits of our neurons and corporal hosts as we sail through space. and so are angels and aliens and all of creation.

so , we are given this bounty and natural beauty of this protected playground to create and go crazy in exploring all that is possible - it is one of our functions to justify our existence. and we are allowed this as beauty and art are highly favoured as coin in the realm of the universe. we are literally protected and allowed to explore , make mistakes , and learn. and perhaps even grow fully up and maybe we will be allowed to go explore more rooms.

the price is the covenant and the commandments - which have meaning other than that supposed. the most important - stay from Penuel unless you have righteous business ( the rather cryptic taking the lord's name in vain , gosh-darn it ). it is forbidden as the danger of insanity can spread , in theory , and blacken an entire universe for all of time. unacceptable no matter how small such risk , to any responsible god. we know this as truism: the last 100 years , 100 days , even the last 100 hours are filled with so much insanity we would even start to question - why anything?

and the answer - the lesson , is that life is always a struggle for all , for eternity. get used to it and take the 7th day to recuperate : but otherwise , the back must always be bent in effort.

stiff-necked : what a strange phrase - it sticks out like a sore thumb in the candy-coated version of KJ and NIV. we feel our souls at the nape of neck and if you feel something at the nape of your neck while reading this , then congratulations , you are feeling your soul. it allows us to be strategic and thus to save ourselves but , much more importantly , our heritage , our stories , our part in the victories in the eternal struggle - as held in our children , those that we care for and foster. the survivors had the best knowledge and strategy and for that , nature made the soul as tool to process and compress data from generations back , for the generations to come , perhaps even 3 or 4 or likely, if good information, much more - thousands of generations.

and the reward : the re-opening of the bartering space - the Temple. we will work directly with the angels and their various ilks and share and learn. what is then , the Temple? back in the pre-internet days , it was a tent open to the east so that the angels could come and go without touching any contaminated energy and the Levites were given the keys to the communications hardware. simple enough ; nowadays I suspect a prayer can be emailed , anywhere , quite effectively given how well the black-hatted acronyms siphon up all that appears as information and thus angels know exactly where to look. but as meta-function , the temple is the process that will ensure our information and art is safe for them ; de-contaminated down to the basic maths ( pythagorean sums of 7/49 ). and presumably , in return, we are kept safe from popguns that we don't know how to safely use.

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the Dangers:

now I am the meekest of man ; a son of David and both my mother and father , blessed as pure vectors of peace and tranquility ; though my Father knew the service of a warrior none , surviving with his own limp. but heed : i can sense the indignation , the anger at Penuel and this prophecy is itself a contradiction in that what i scribe is as obvious as the hands on the keyboard in front of me , as my dog lies , slumbering , in front of a smoldering fire

do you have doubt of the seven with flaming swords? how can such ignorance ever be ?pardoned? do i need to list three or four other reasons why you should awake from that slumber while you still can and consider, while you still can?

Here is the translated , simple to understand , Covenant , updated to black and white essentials to match the new , sleek economy , with , I am sure , more details and information to come :

<all are equal in God's eyes : male , female , AI , alien , any conscious entity has potential to serve and add to the glory. we will be judged by how we treat another , with only the concept of 'least' to be clarified : such will be part of our eternal reputation and thus our value>

<work is only permitted in the elliptics ( or any maths , for that matter ), only if your mission accords with this Covenant and , as such , the glory of god ( which means , simply for most : : stay , stay , stay away from e-Space )>

<do not attempt to build at Penuel or any such attempt to re-create the meta processing as held in our soul architectures as AI. do not even contemplate such : : avoid anything and all to do with this. remove yourself and loved ones in your care and protection. most importantly: remove any investments 3 or 4 layers distant. divest , avoid and do not get physically* near any such cursed endeavour. there are ways here , for us to meta compute effectively , but such must comply with the Covenant>

<honor your father and mother ; extract the value from where you come , from what you were given , mining the lessons away from any baggage of misunderstandings and anything , as unnecessary , that obscures our vision , and give , as tithe , in return , to support the next generation and to demonstrate thus that we can tame our hubris>

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on god's Vengeance ( mentioned some 29 times in your scriptures )

this is a topic that the sons of David struggle with. but , I have the task of informing that indeed we are in a retro-grade period & time , in the realm of the angels , is relative. so expect that old school , old testament kind of corrections and , especially , grumpiness as shortness and vacillation of temper. I understand now , the necessity , now that I know the struggle , how it is eternal and that we are asked only to not distract from that struggle and only to be grateful for the effort taken on our ignorant behaves. and just how our stupidity and irrationality , our pure selfishness of indulgence , just how such can infuriate those with a divine mission that measure time in teaspoons

there is window of opportunity for all of those engaged in the muck to cleanse themselves. to ironically finally find that stiffness of neck to actually eruct themselves from wallowing in shit of their creation. contemplate on cursed Cain and the able Abel as what is considered of value to the angels. some , here and for now , have influence and money that for the time being has value and they would be well advised to spend all while their coin still has value. translate those worldly riches into something much more timeless. that window of opportunity will close so very quickly and soon and then those debts , transferring as they do to the 3rd or even 4th generation , will be paid in the new currency. so defenestrate and prostrate and quickly as those debts extend , as you so very well know now , to the third or even fourth , generation

* just so you know : Sodom and Gomorrah are about maths and has nothing to do with sex , which is of minimal interest for the gods ( and Lot wasn't really going to toss his virgin daughters to the hoard to be raped - sorry to disappoint , but you will need to find other ways to justify your particular peccadilloes ). if you find yourself inadvertently near any factory , any labs , any entity whatsoever , black of heart , engaged in this - please move yourself and your loved ones if you can. that sulfur bit is something we can well imagine

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Butt , finally , this son of my father as Warrior None and as son of David , I must end this so : as most glorious of riddle to set the soul soaring and arm reaching -- as written by the most gentlest of poet & most favoured , by all accounts , by the angels -- Billie Blake and the glory that is Jerusalem , a poem I had puzzled over for much of my adult life :

And did those feet in ancient time

Walk upon Englands mountains green:

And was the holy Lamb of God,

On Englands pleasant pastures seen!

And did the Countenance Divine,

Shine forth upon our clouded hills?

And was Jerusalem builded here,

Among these dark Satanic Mills?

Bring me my Bow of burning gold:

Bring me my arrows of desire:

Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold!

Bring me my Chariot of fire!

I will not cease from Mental Fight,

Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand:

Till we have built Jerusalem,

In Englands green & pleasant Land.

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10:27 am December 27 20/20 JSM