An important message from the Lion King of the Zoos
This is not performance art. It’s a message.
“Return us to our natural habitat! You can put web cams there too. And if you stop your stupid travel restrictions, you can visit us there as well.”
Then he lists the families who are complaining to him about their captivity. Like this one at the moment he raised his head at 0:33
“Something’s not right, but I don’t know what it is or what to do about it.”
Some of these born in captivity are fairly well adjusted. They are well taken care of and loved by their captors and fans.
But others are very unhappy. They pace back and forth and in circles. They look around them and asks themselves why they are there. Like in The Matrix, they know that something is not right, but they don’t know what it is. They just know that they aren’t happy. And they don’t know what to do about it.
Consider it. What are YOU going to do about it in 2021?
The Kingmaker beads. These and their Authority were a bestowal to me by Protoi Frank in 2013/14 and have never been obsolete.
Two bright red male cardinals were in the fight of their lives today. The one who was prevailing chased the other one out of his puny little tree. The one who took flight found refuge in an ancient Magnolia Tree in Emeraldwood, TX.
Hundhausen. AZAZAEL was kicked out of The Cause by ME and mine, but not for the reason you stated. (updated: AZAZAEL IS THE CAUSE NOW) He and his Azazians have been and ARE being shielded from the s-word play to follow on the day that push came to shove. That day is today.
But on another day, wings and swords were called in to settle the matter once and for all. Let’s go through your FINAL UPDATE point by sharp point, shall we?
3:11 Work productivity and Empathy work. Good Job. 3:18 Karistus connectedness and cohesion. Good Job. 3:27 The CURE for Saturnalians was the work of Saturn – not you. Good Job deluding yourself on that. 3:40 Again, read ^^ 3:52 This is about the baby-shit yellow Dragon’s Egg and is a topic for another day. 4:00 “Wheels of justice grind slow but grind fine” ― Sun Tzu https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/74930-wheels-of-justice-gind-slow-but-grind-fine 4:29 So, you chose to take on AZAZAEL’s ‘higher self’? Invasion into one who is NOT YOU! No, a hook was put into your nose to lead you to your own destruction. Quelle Surprise! 5:23 The LMSB&AFF prize. It’s in the “Oh by the way” portion of this message – bellow. 5:44 After the deluge. The deluge shut-off valve was located at the Dallas Conference Center. I sent that message through BSB Netriders to Hatter eons ago in the linear through Google Hangouts – which is his property. 5:53 It’s interesting you mention steam. We’ll get to that in a minute. 5:55 The Ringing Cedars of Russia are among THE PRECIOUS. All their fingers are pointing at your fate – and it’s personal for them. 6:06 OMG what an arrogant, little snot-nosed Olympian brat you have become. TITANS rise.
DENOUEMENT
Can Paul Cruz Hundhausen hold fire and not get burned? It’s a good question. I think we shall see.
3:15 The ‘negative side effects’ of The Cure you mention were the result of two things. 1. The spikey barbs on the ACTUAL King’s Sword of Destiny and 2. My seething hatred of child molesters – SINCE I WAS ELEVEN! THAT’s what you felt, capisce?
5:03 The one you rightly saw as victorious was actually THE SHAMAN ( https://youtu.be/U2xz3do5_bY ) He’s the Joshua Tree and his essence has also been known in one Horst Kopkow. That other one? well that was/is/shall be you, Jamael 4427 – death by Kopkov.
Paul Cruz Hundhausen, KING OF NOTHING, your Electric Company bill for The Dog House is due. Pay it quickly – don’t toss it. AND STOP LETTING YOUR DOGS SHIT ON MY TRIANON PROPERTY! I don’t actually care at this point if your handlers pick it up or not. They and their dogs are not welcome in my sphere. And this is NOT likely to change in a thousand and 17 years – or for Evermore.
>>My brother and comrade in arms: one Roan, The Mongoose of Idylwild Group and KING of Random and Chaos shall soon be coming to collect you and escort you to the ACTUAL King of KINGS. He’s the one with the Thornton Crown made from the Devil’s Rope. Lushifar. He shall require that you put your crown at His feet. But there’s a problem. Your crown is made of water vapor – steam. Will The King be able to see it when you lay it at his feet? Now, there’s a curiosity, definitely. I’m interested to see how that turns out for you.
Intermission
Oh by the way, J is for JUUL
Oh by the way, LMSB&AFF is for this: Let’s Make Something Beautiful &Activate Fair Folk. You got it wrong. Project Lazarus rises, and you and yours fall. But Dante is safe – his crown is a basket case. He’s the KING of England and Paul Arthur Wright is the KING of Londontown. You’re the wrong Paul, sorry… well not really. I AM MariaEL, Azazael is my Son and you are NOT my Grandson. I do not now, NOR have I ever known you – AND apparently, you’ve never actually known me either. Otherwise you would have KNOWN how I feel about scum like you.
SS Heyokes. Have you been fighting for a lost cause?
The key to science isn’t math, it’s not magic… it’s empathy.
Medicine Chief Spirit Who Flies in the Wind does not recognize Proxies as legitimate Heyoke.
Drumpf Clan. Regardless of what your clan name means, you cannot delegate a proxy to play the fool for you. Those who aspire to the Magus role MUST first play the fool, and receive “Walk on” (spelled wakan) status from The Medicine Chief prior to proceeding. A drum beat sets the tone for good negotiations. Have you ever even picked up sticks? (golf clubs don’t count) Or did you delegate that task also? Negotiations with you are OVER! Forget about carts and horses. You have placed the Magician before the Fool in the natural sequence, and this is a TRULY chicken-shit manoeuvre on your part.
Heyoke Proxy Ted. Your proxy status is hereby revoked. Thank you for your Service. You are retired and your military pension is systematically released to you and all who are closely aligned with you EXCEPT that RINK/LINK/REINGOLD and his line. I have further business with those ones. 5×5?
Remember what I said about sequences. Be healed and heal, then The Storehouse. Be healed and heal, then The Storehouse. 5:5?
Targettted: Don’t ever call me BABY. Ever. I’m not a white Persian Kat, and I’ll never be on your LON (pronounced lawn). All of Trianon Property is mine, and I hold FIDO House. We’re tired of picking up your dog shit. If my bare feet find another pile of it on my wiingushk, your dog handler shall be licking my feet and paying me double for my Services. Also my Dollar Tree employee Janasha owes me 67 cents. I am the Queen of Coins. I intend to collect, but there will probably be interest incurred – and back pay due from my stocking work – and hazard pay from all the death threats. So there.
"They are a foreign entity with respect to us, and they are under contract and trust obligation to us, so long as we stand in our proper capacity and enforce those obligations. They could be incorporated on the moon and operating under Moon Rules for all we care, so long as they provide the stipulated Good Faith service they owe us." (emphasis mine)
Sorry Judge, I know you mean well but know this: YOU DO NOT SPEAK FOR ME REGARDING THE MOON. I’m sure this was an oversight on your part for illustrative purposes with dramatic effect, but in your position of authority, what you state here has the potential for far reaching AND UNINTENDED consequences.
NO THEY CAN’T. THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS GOOD FAITH SERVICE IN THEIR INCORPORATED OPERATIONS. YOU ARE ON NOTICE. AGAIN.
On the back it reads: “Please bring back our Old Man River Rock, take me instead”
Little Boy Rock Hound was walking around the building when he noticed a pile of beautiful river rocks under a live oak tree. His mother was walking with him holding a red party cup which was empty.
Rock Hound starting picking up some of these lovely rocks looking at them intently and choosing the best ones for his mother to hold for him while he continued to ‘shop’ for more.
Sweetly, his mother played along by carefully and mindfully placing each one into her empty cup for him. Then, when Rock Hound wasn’t looking she put them back to the base of the tree where he had found them.
But nothing gets past Rock Hound, and when he noticed a big, beautiful river rock he picked it up and held it tightly to his heart. He had no intention of letting his mother be the caretaker of that one. And so they returned home.
A war broke out between the Rock Hounds and the Cat Fighters over The Game, and Karistus was called in to chrysotile test its content. Once all the embers burned out from the fire, and the ashes cleared from the fireplace only Chapter 8 remained. EMOTIONS ARE REASON ENOUGH. Recommended reading.
It’s a big old river and a long way too.
The Rock Hounds took the Old Man River Rock hostage and attempted to permanently cut his ties with his actual family replacing it with ‘handlers’ that never actually loved him – or for that matter – even knew him. They just saw him as a meal ticket and access to the big old river of Tartarian WaterCompany – and indeed ALL the Utilities of Ancient Tartaria.
Cat Fighters saw this precious hostage being held by Rock Hounds and conspired to take him away from them by promising ‘liberation’ and Comfort. But they only wanted to trap him and take him hostage themselves.
And so the war between Rock Hounds and Cat Fighters raged on and on – both sides tossing him around like a volley ball over a net.
Then one day, the actual family of Old Man River Rock had an idea. So tired of the many futile attempts to rescue him from The Game, they all agreed: “Let’s offer the Rock Hounds and the Cat Fighters a ransom. It would be so nice to have him back with us, drinking beer and smoking cigars.” And so they made artworks, valuable artworks, and they collected artworks, old artworks to trade for the hostage.
ACHTUNG! Now The Family does NOT appreciate ANY who engage in the practice of hostage taking. And they have absolutely NO intention of rewarding the same in any instance except this one. Notice to agents is notice to principals, notice to principals is notice to agents. If the youngin' in this narrative makes the exchange of his own volition, that should be that and there shall be no further discussion on the matter. That one is held harmless whether he makes the exchange or not. May he grow into the brilliant Geologist he is destined to become if that's his choice. He is free - and so is his education. If he does not that's on the Templars who engineered the hostage crisis to begin with. THEY and THEY ALONE are to face the consequences. Either way, the youngin' may keep the Ragnar Rock until such a time as he chooses higher education. Then he may present the rock for a full-ride scholarship to the school of his choice. Innerstand? And by the way - the other artworks I mentioned - take that up with the next level of tech support. I'm out of it at this point. (personal note: I so love my jobs. I get to NET spend - lavishly. It's fun being a heiress!)
ABZU
Targeted. Billie Diamond. Consider Causes. Dr. Lafayette is still saving lives and building careers. Have you noticed? That laser cage you had him contained in, is now around you. This is why:
Did you think this is what I meant? NO! It’s not a mystery why we have fought for so long like cats and dogs.
THIS is what I meant. Get it? It’s about THE RESCUE. A PRIDE in my Universe is a family of Lions. The Lion doesn’t wear pink ribbons in his hair and the Lioness doesn’t wear strap-ons. The Lion King likes beer and steak. HE brews beer, (and tea and coffee). RAHR. The Den Mother likes salmon and wine. She picks up stakes Roarrin. Clear?
But the original was returned to its creator – The Hopi Elder on the Rail System. On that day, Omicron replaced MK-Ultra OMEGA Programming and the last scalping occurred. It was for tickets for the whole Family for a performance of Shen Yun. The TSA arm of Homeland Security came in close proximity to Theremin Group on another day. The end of infinity was firmly established on both of those days for the Apache tradition of scalping. For Evermore.
Nevertheless, the copy-cat version of the mask was caught in the nets by ENKI and given through the Vatican to his surface avatar on a ship lost at sea. What was the name of that ship? Well, ¯\_(ツ)_/¯, but it wasn’t HOPE.
GS said “Don’t make a wave”. But that warning was ignored though it was delivered through ONI along with SWANK black diamonds.
There’s a Thundering Hooves vs. fracking component to this story. But that’ll have to wait for another day. The Horses are safe, and living – and virile. The Oxen are threshing at the floor of RUIN. But today I must go make a smoothie with some fresh fruit and protein powders, nutritional yeast and flax and chia seeds that came into my Kitchen. Offerings of food with love are always welcome. Mucho Gusto to all those who do offer it in that Spirit. Yum Yum said: “YELP!” Powers Boothe is feasting and so are the Powers that ARE. You don’t muzzle the OX while its threshing.
One more thing about food with love. If you offer me/mine food, then place restrictions on how to prepare and eat it – or even worse – how to prepare it for you while you are a guest in my home (some exceptions), then that’s not love is it? We deleted your puppet masters for this very reason. It’s my choice how – or even if IF I’ll eat it. I’ve been poisoned more than a few times. I won’t forget that.
YRFT. Watch the water and turn your attention to the security, prosperity and PEACE of Taygeta – NOT success in those wicked “To get her” rituals. If you throw water on a Greece fire, it will very likely blow up in your face. Did I not warn you about that from the Walmart breakroom on the Apache Trail? Yes. Back ACHA. Why do y’all continue to ignore the most clear warnings and instructions sent to you in the Spirit of Grace? A recent offering of roses (yellow and orange) got scattered – petals, THORNS and stems. Remember what I said about Project Lazarus. Where is Alcyone?
I AM Spirit Who Flies in the Wind.
Crowder Lyrics “Ghost” His ghost is a fire A holy flame burning wild Burning through the night Burning with the light Of a billion stars His love is like lightning Cracking through the sky and Burning through the rage Burning through the pain Of a billion scars Get ready Get ready Get ready Get ready, all the stories are true His ghost is inside me A holy fire burning wildly Burning through the things That need to be erased To liberate my soul Get ready, there’s an empty tomb Get ready, there’s a Ghost in the room Get ready, even mountains move Get ready, all the stories are true Get ready, there’s an empty tomb Get ready, there’s a Ghost in the room Get ready, even mountains move Get ready, all the stories are true He’ll heal you He’ll heal you He’ll heal you He’ll heal you We’re ready, for Your fire to fall We’re ready, for Your voice to call We’re ready, for Your lightning come We’re ready, into Your arms we run We’re ready, let the heavens part We’re ready, for the angel songs We’re ready, for death be done We’re ready, for Your Kingdom come We’re ready, like a waiting bride We’re ready, for Your bread and wine We’re ready, to burst to life We’re ready, for You to set things right So come on Come on Come on We’re ready, we’re ready, we’re ready
Sweet fragrance and Medicine from the Treee of Life. Ancient Grandmother Tree. NOT Devil’s Tower. Just say NO to DT.
Sports Commissioner. Mayan Warrior Queen K’aBel respectfully requests that you ban the use of ‘cherry-picking’ in ALL sports games. Regardless of what the WIKI says, basketball was invented by ancient Mayans. A fair game employs fair play and honors the oldest traditions for same. Cherry pickers on ALL courts have bounced off the Big Bounce House in the sky. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cherry_picking_(basketball)
Copyright Office. If a photographer snaps a picture of MY property does he own the copyright? If so what does that mean? Can he sell postcards with the image on it? Calendars? Mugs? T-shirts? Mouse-pads. How am I compensated? Just because you were told the property owner was dead does NOT make it so. Furthermore, if I am using a ‘copyrighted’ picture in order to prove my ownership of the property, should I be beholden to him/her/it? NO! I am free and so is MY property. New rules need to be established for fair play in your offices. And we don’t need British Esquires like Chernoff for that. Common sense should prevail here. It sounds simple and it is.
Bad Perfume. To all concerned – and I do mean ALL concerned. I immediately recognized my alabaster jar at the time it was unearthed. I still smell the sweet fragrance of the incense it contained and hear the dull sound of the hexagon lid when I replace it. This jar established a very, VERY long tradition of creating fragrance bottles for my Daughters – a tradition which still persists to this day. The most famous incidence of this you may readily recognize. The sister of Lazarus used hers wisely and with so great a love, that she became the standard bearer for all the Daughters of the Phoenix which followed her forward, backwards and sideways through the loops. Now the perfume bottles held by them are made with all manner of materials and contain all manner of potions, but all for healing as well as fragrance. They are Medicine from the Treee of Life. Project Lazarus has evolved. Bigly. https://www.urantia.org/urantia-book-standardized/paper-172-going-jerusalem?term=%22spikenard%22#U172_1_8 Who wears the melon IA hat?
Now for the business end of this message:
The Casino MUST stay out of The Kitchen. For Evermore. There can be a kitchen in the CASINO though of course – people gotta eat.
Yukon Drumpf. I can’t hear you anymore. Nevertheless, I read your hand gestures loud and clear. Let me translate for those not in the know… “Time to collect the Irish fallen into my lower dantian. Chinese life force through Spring Forest Qi-Gong – GO CHIYNA”
NO-GO! is my response to that. I’ve telegraphed to all those on The Celesta. No more Spring Forest Qi-Gong on board for a while please. You may consider calling on Masters Zhang Di Yi and Matt Furey for Energy Work if you like. Plant the seeds of butterflies. The Drumpf Casino is no longer welcome in our Spring Forest but it’s certainly welcome to our Irish Spring soap. Beware of the Levin of the Pharoh IC’s. I am, We are.
Did you order too many McDonald’s hamburgers? They prevented you from entering the hexagon.
Regardless of how much of the Vatican money you use, you shall never be able to pay down the debt for your ‘Mona Lisa’. Furthermore, that one you hold doesn’t age well – you know because of that Fugly thing. The real won walked right out of 2D into 3D and isn’t looking back. I grieve for you. The PLAZA has always, and shall always belong to The Blue Kachina. It was never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever for sale and it never, ever, ever, ever, ever shall be for sale. Did I not warn you about the unpredictability of consequences for bullying bullies? Yes, I did. I don’t appreciate your “Art of the Deal.”
Targeted: If Guatamalan coffee was your brew of the day, would you drink it hot from an Agency Creative cup? Or cold from a Maple Surple bottle? or…?
Targetted: AzazaEL. LMSB & AFF. Let’s make something beautiful and activate fair folk. I have seen the healing in your wings. The doors and windows of The Storehouse have flung wide open for you. Soon, I’d like to hold up a pretty cup of breve and say ‘Cheers’ with you.
Targettted: 2018 Dubai based White City Ventures. WE, We, we OWN the White House, and you don’t own the White City. It belongs to Van The Steadfast. But that topic is for another day. Consider this a peaceful gesture to alert you the fact that it’s time to get your Books in order. The ACCOUNTANT is coming to audit them. He won’t be knock, E-noching. He’ll just appear – like he did recently in Greece.
Don’t ever forget that I am Dominique N. of Idylwild Group and Roan is my brother. He is The King of Random. That Mormon one who claimed to hold that title wanted to boil my Oceans. Who could possibly even think of doing the unthinkable? I did battle with him on a Wizzard day and took his weapons, which I now bestow on ROAN House (Rohan?). I have my hands full now with healing modalities – not just knitting. I had a brush with Roan’s fame at the Royal House of Dewey Decimal before the crossfire-hurricane fiasco. Let his Destiny go! IAM The Kingmaker.
Aaron McCollum, Poseidon, Sea Shepherd, I do hope you’re feeling better by now. I am. I respect and honor you and your offices, but you are not my Shepherd as I am NOT a sheep. Nevertheless, you persist as The Dauphin in the foreseeable future, which is a very long time indeed. Did I mention that I am The Kingmaker?
Oh by the way…
Gold and Platinum
Wrong Way Corrigan. So glad you made it home. Pizza Hut doesn’t make Khachapuri like mom does. Secret ingredient: garlic in the cheese blend. She always overlooks mishaps – because life is not a relay race. Thankfully.
Netriders and Templars at Bear Stearns Bravo woke up one day over cowboy coffee and croissants and had an epiphany: “GAIA is the Game” they said.
WATERCOMPANY responded thusly: “Once upon a time there was a Games Platform.” Then ELECTRICCOMPANY proceeded to dismantle it. So, after about 5200 years of cruel, unfair and fixed games, The Game turned on the Players and gently and quietly kicked them off the Boards.
Now little fishes eat big ones and game pieces tell the Players to go to hell. Apples are Clearing Houses. A little fish called TJ Max ate a big fish called Clinton Foundation and the far, far left lived happily ever after in Dog Heaven in the fragrance of shifty pole cats and wet dogs. THE END.
Oh by the way… your daughter Titania has an additional message for you: “Welcome home Papa”. Great Mother of Durga sends her greetings also, saying that’s she’s very glad you’ve been eating well. You were so thin when you took your “Chillin’ the most” flag and went on your Walkabout.
Great abundance is found in folds and in creases of space/time and time/space. AUS.COM is there for you – as it always has been and always shall be.
Oh by the way… I noticed that Fluffy doesn’t put up pay walls. He monetizes his YouTube channel with the noom.com. Could that be considered silver? or antimony? or…?
Rescue dogs are poster children for The Grateful living
I witnessed a beautiful blue tip bully being beaten today by a ‘handler’ with an Ambassador hat. I have questions for her. What kind of an ambassador are you? And for whom? Was this just an anomaly? Performance art? NO. I saw how the victim reacted. That one had been beaten before. The cowering told me all I needed to know in that moment.
So here’s my un-official perspective on the matter – as I prefer to focus on the solutions to problems rather than the problems themselves: Those who fail to be consistently kind to animals should NOT be handling them. But maybe >>they<< should be handled by animals.
We stopped the Bad Newz and we shall stop you too.
oh, and one more thing… If you bully a bully… expect the unexpected.
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