An Announcement From the CIA and Mossad

Freedom said:
Your dishonesty in this matter obviously reflects on everything that you've written!!!!
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If I have spoken dishonestly then bear witness of the dishonesty. I was speaking right from my heart. My aim wasn't to create a foundation for a linguistically perfect systematic theology. I attempted to express how I felt in the present. Sorry I disappointed you.
 
Eugene Shubert, again, in the 17th paragraph of the "Who Am I?" thread that came from the "High Ranking Revelation" sub-section of the "Midheaven" section of your website at http "colon" //www "dot" everythingimportant "dot" org/SDA, that "Read-Only" quoted in Post #26 from "ARCED", you said the following:

"I was on the road and in the backseat of a beautiful red convertible. I was unable to see the driver. My attention was mostly preoccupied with how dazzling white the seat I was sitting on was. I also knew that there was a white horse with me in the backseat. I was on the left side. He was sitting on the right."

Eugene Shubert, was the red convertible very large, or was the white horse very small????
 
Freedom said:
Eugene Shubert, was the red convertible very large, or was the white horse very small????
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That question was answered on page 2 of the thread you referenced. I can add this detail. Basically, I only knew that the horse was there but I was unable to turn my head to see him. And when I exerted a greater effort to see how a horse could possibly fit in the backseat, the splendor of that dream was momentarily interrupted and just briefly I found myself in the backseat of an ordinary VW bug that had high-back bucket seats. And I still couldn't see over the front seats to see who was up front and I still couldn't look fully to my right. At that moment I didn't think that the white, shining horse was still there to my right. I could only see how little space there was behind the passenger's high-back bucket seat.

It's curious to me that Steve Starman had a truly inspired dream that was momentarily interrupted as mine was (I suspect that he too was looking to understand what God didn't want to reveal) but I never discussed this similarity in details with him.
 
Freedom said:
Eugene Shubert, again, in the 17th paragraph of the "Who Am I?" thread that came from the "High Ranking Revelation" sub-section of the "Midheaven" section of your website at http "colon" //www "dot" everythingimportant "dot" org/SDA, that "Read-Only" quoted in Post #26 from "ARCED", you said the following:

"I was on the road and in the backseat of a beautiful red convertible. I was unable to see the driver. My attention was mostly preoccupied with how dazzling white the seat I was sitting on was. I also knew that there was a white horse with me in the backseat. I was on the left side. He was sitting on the right."

Eugene Shubert, was the red convertible very large, or was the white horse very small????
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Eugene Shubert said:
That question was answered on page 2 of the thread you referenced. I can add this detail. Basically, I only knew that the horse was there but I was unable to turn my head to see him. And when I exerted a greater effort to see how a horse could possibly fit in the backseat, the splendor of that dream was momentarily interrupted and just briefly I found myself in the backseat of an ordinary VW bug that had high-back bucket seats. And I still couldn't see over the front seats to see who was up front and I still couldn't look fully to my right. At that moment I didn't think that the white, shining horse was still there to my right. I could only see how little space there was behind the passenger's high-back bucket seat.
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Eugene Shubert, why didn't you mention all those details in your first description of the dream as copied again below??:

"I was on the road and in the backseat of a beautiful red convertible. I was unable to see the driver. My attention was mostly preoccupied with how dazzling white the seat I was sitting on was. I also knew that there was a white horse with me in the backseat. I was on the left side. He was sitting on the right. We soon pulled off the road into a gas station as if we needed to ask directions to make sure we were going in the right direction. Pastor C, who enjoys discussion and was riding up front, got out to talk with the attendant of the station. I was waiting a long time. My attention then shifted to an adjacent lot where a horse was standing in tall grass. I particularly noticed how the grass hid the horse’s 4 legs so that they couldn’t be seen. The next thing I knew, the horse was in a corral and I was petting him and telling him what a beautiful horse he was. I had never seen such a beautiful animal. I was truly dumbstruck by the beauty of this beast. I couldn’t understand the attraction; I don’t even have an ordinary interest in horses or pets. Then I heard Pastor C insult the attendant for saying something stupid. The horse was then right in front of me and was quickly transforming into an angel. I wanted to know what an angel looks like so I was watching intently. The angel was angry. He quickly concealed his face before I could discern what an angelic face looks like. He then began to speak. As he spoke the appearance of the angel began to morph in a new way. It felt as if God was appearing to me from right behind the angel or was speaking directly through him: “The purpose of an argument is....” I reacted with a woe in my mind that is indescribable. The bolt of the theophany subsided; I was listening to the instruction that I was receiving. “The purpose of an argument is....” but each word that followed was so rich in meaning that I had to go word by word in a lengthy pause to soak up the deep and awesome meaning that each of these words had. I could understand each word separately but not in the sentence. I tried to understand what the angel was saying but I couldn’t think fast enough to follow along. I gave up on trying to understand all but the first sentence. In my struggle to understand what all the words meant collectively in just the first sentence I woke up trying to remember all the words."
 
I think I said enough about dreams. Here is what I authoritatively affirm about science:

The Quintessence of Axiomatized Special Relativity Theory
David Hilbert's Philosophy of Physics
Climategate: The Great Global Warming Swindle
The Geophysical End of the World
The Quintessential Language of Science
What Is the Quintessence of All Physical Law?

Nutrition & Behavior Dangers of Aspartame & MSG:

[video=youtube;Y0kvaulUIfc]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y0kvaulUIfc[/video]

Vaccine Damage, Fraudulent Vaccine Science & Mandatory Vaccine Trials
State Sanctioned Psychotropic Drugging
The Madness of Christian Leaders Endorsing the use of Zidovudine
Monsanto is Evil

Dangers of Statin Drugs & How They Are Damaging the Brain:

[video=youtube;CZk4lEsU140]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CZk4lEsU140[/video]

The Water Fluoridation Controversy
Sugar: The Bitter Truth
What If Cannabis Cured Cancer?
Sanford's Genomic Degeneration Theorem
The Theory of Devolution
An Irrefutable Definition of Science
 
Holy crap that is some funny stuff. It's like something the Onion would makeup.
 
origin said:
Holy crap that is some funny stuff. It's like something the Onion would makeup.
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Thanks for the compliment. The Onion has some true genius stuff, like their look back at The Wizard Of Oz:

[video=youtube;SImPXjcC2TM]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SImPXjcC2TM[/video]
 
Freedom said:
Eugene Shubert, again, in the 17th paragraph of the "Who Am I?" thread that came from the "High Ranking Revelation" sub-section of the "Midheaven" section of your website at http "colon" //www "dot" everythingimportant "dot" org/SDA, that "Read-Only" quoted in Post #26 from "ARCED", you said the following:

"I was on the road and in the backseat of a beautiful red convertible. I was unable to see the driver. My attention was mostly preoccupied with how dazzling white the seat I was sitting on was. I also knew that there was a white horse with me in the backseat. I was on the left side. He was sitting on the right."

Eugene Shubert, was the red convertible very large, or was the white horse very small????
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Eugene Shubert said:
That question was answered on page 2 of the thread you referenced. I can add this detail. Basically, I only knew that the horse was there but I was unable to turn my head to see him. And when I exerted a greater effort to see how a horse could possibly fit in the backseat, the splendor of that dream was momentarily interrupted and just briefly I found myself in the backseat of an ordinary VW bug that had high-back bucket seats. And I still couldn't see over the front seats to see who was up front and I still couldn't look fully to my right. At that moment I didn't think that the white, shining horse was still there to my right. I could only see how little space there was behind the passenger's high-back bucket seat.
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Freedom said:
Eugene Shubert, why didn't you mention all those details in your first description of the dream as copied again below??:

"I was on the road and in the backseat of a beautiful red convertible. I was unable to see the driver. My attention was mostly preoccupied with how dazzling white the seat I was sitting on was. I also knew that there was a white horse with me in the backseat. I was on the left side. He was sitting on the right. We soon pulled off the road into a gas station as if we needed to ask directions to make sure we were going in the right direction. Pastor C, who enjoys discussion and was riding up front, got out to talk with the attendant of the station. I was waiting a long time. My attention then shifted to an adjacent lot where a horse was standing in tall grass. I particularly noticed how the grass hid the horse’s 4 legs so that they couldn’t be seen. The next thing I knew, the horse was in a corral and I was petting him and telling him what a beautiful horse he was. I had never seen such a beautiful animal. I was truly dumbstruck by the beauty of this beast. I couldn’t understand the attraction; I don’t even have an ordinary interest in horses or pets. Then I heard Pastor C insult the attendant for saying something stupid. The horse was then right in front of me and was quickly transforming into an angel. I wanted to know what an angel looks like so I was watching intently. The angel was angry. He quickly concealed his face before I could discern what an angelic face looks like. He then began to speak. As he spoke the appearance of the angel began to morph in a new way. It felt as if God was appearing to me from right behind the angel or was speaking directly through him: “The purpose of an argument is....” I reacted with a woe in my mind that is indescribable. The bolt of the theophany subsided; I was listening to the instruction that I was receiving. “The purpose of an argument is....” but each word that followed was so rich in meaning that I had to go word by word in a lengthy pause to soak up the deep and awesome meaning that each of these words had. I could understand each word separately but not in the sentence. I tried to understand what the angel was saying but I couldn’t think fast enough to follow along. I gave up on trying to understand all but the first sentence. In my struggle to understand what all the words meant collectively in just the first sentence I woke up trying to remember all the words."
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Eugene Shubert said:
When you share the plot of a pertinent movie that you’ve seen, do you include the discontinuities called commercials?
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Eugene Shubert, you said the following in your first description of the dream as shown above:

"It felt as if God was appearing to me from right behind the angel or was speaking directly through him:"

Eugene Shubert, since you claimed in your first description of the dream above that it came from an "angel" and "God", why would anything be unimportant??
 
Freedom said:
Eugene Shubert, you said the following in your first description of the dream as shown above:

"It felt as if God was appearing to me from right behind the angel or was speaking directly through him:"

Eugene Shubert, since you claimed in your first description of the dream above that it came from an "angel" and "God", why would anything be unimportant??
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Did I say that my dream was unimportant? I used to have a reoccurring unpleasant dream and the last iteration of it turning out to be fairly important. It gave me a terrific insight on Revelation 5. And others have been edified by my sharing that insight. Like the Apostle Paul, I regard communicating profound revelation that should edify others as the most important Spiritual gift. Why should anyone believe and be edified by my account of merely dreaming of being overwhelmed by the power and presence of God?
 
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