i Repent, i rePENT, i repent, I REPENT! 1111

The above is what I would be for all Mankind, whatever religion, creed, race , sex, sexual orientation, beliefs, ideals of any kind. Atheist, Believer, Scientist, for and All of Mankind, I am The Son!  Whatever sins others say you have committed or you know you have done, You are forgiven and can start anew!

Who or what are you praying to and for what?
Do you really believe you know what is good or better for anyone else,
or even yourself? When you
ask yourself what could make your life better, what do you ask for?
Do you know what could make your own life better? What is that? When enveloped in flames the heart reaches out for truths that can't be consumed.
Perhaps fire is the great deliverer from the chains that hold us apart, in red blood filled bodies of flesh??
Perhaps flames are the means through which we can all meet in truth?
Forgive me my sins and transgressions against you and your faith and your families and friends and Americians and forgive me for accusing you before My Creator For Being Unworthy Of Life!
This is what Satan does and I have had enough of accusing Creation of Not Being Worthy of The Creator!
I resign as Satan and plead before you
that you forgive me and give me another chance to be loved in your heart!
Please turn your other cheek and let me Kiss you in Repentance,
for all I have written that has offended you.
I Repent, I Repent, I Repent, I Repent!
I have become just another christian soldier, the little drummer boy,
hoping for Salvation for Mankind! I am no King.
Our Creator Is The Only King of The Universes!
No more curses. I swear by all Holy to Me, No More Curses! 1111
"Let it be" true for me, from here on out,
that I become for one and all people of all races and of all faiths,
and creeds and religions and beliefs, nothing but a: Little Drummer Boy!

The Little Drummer Boy
Come they told me
Pa rum pum pum pum
A new born King to see
Pa rum pum pum pum

Our finest gifts we bring
Pa rum pum pum pum
To lay before the kIng
Pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum

So to honor Him
Pa rum pum pum pum
When we come

Little baby
Pa rum pum pum pum
I am a poor boy too
Pa rum pum pum pum
I have no gift to bring
Pa rum pum pum pum
That's fit to give our King
Pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum

Shall I play for you
Pa rum pum pum pum
On my drum

Mary nodded
Pa rum pum pum pum
The ox and lamb kept time
Pa rum pum pum pum
I played my drum for Him
Pa rum pum pum pum
I played my best for Him
Pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum

Then He smiled at me
Pa rum pum pum pum
Me and my drum 

 Things will become ever more difficult in you and around many of you, from here on out.
But there will always be a blue and red string entwined around each other other,
like lovers making love and never coming to a complete completion
or an apex or height that will not be surmounted in a coming momentous event,
a moment later than what you expect at the very latest , but unimaginably better,
and astonishingly more real that you could ever predict.
No one, absolutely no one knows the future! Only The Creator Knows And SINGS The World Around,
everything having it's time and lactation from the honey filled breasts of Our Mother,
who is The Goddess On This Face of The Son, Behind Whom Shines The Glorious Father,
Creating an Ever Shining Radiance, A Light So Bright All Shades Become One,
And There Are No Shadows or Hues of Differentiation To Give Each Of You Your Unique Self!
It Is The Mother And Son Together, who shield like a Perfect Heart Shaped Diamond,
The Hardest Most Translucent of Substances, The Gem That Shatters As One The Light,
Splitting The Perfect Undifferentiated White INTO All The Shades of Colors and Greys, that will someday fill your days with rays of joyful delights, and sights and visions more gently soft and so much more real than you have ever been to yourselves,
at the most real of your realest moments.
In The Diamond Of The Mother's Love For Her Baby Boy Jonathan, Is Jonathan,
a tiny little black fault in the Carbon of Life's Perfecti]on.
The tiny infinitesimal flaw of the blackest hole black can be, that appears the farthest away.
This flaw would remove itself from creation, to get out of the way,
so it constantly jumps from one space to another in leaps of great faith,
hoping fearlessly to get out of the way of FATHER'S PERFECT paragon,
where all creation is equally of value and nothing better than anything else.
But Jonathan Can't and Will never escape his destiny or his fate.
It will never ever be too late to improve your lot and become more valuable
to others, than they are to themselves,
this being the purpose for Jonathan's having Been Created,
Before anything else! 

And to those who cling to dogma and doctrines they have no personal knowledge of, but believe authorities who seek to prove there is No Creator of Us All, or The Hebrew Bible is A myth, I say this: Does it matter how many pens are used
in the writing of The The Most Influential Literary Masterpiece Of All Times?
The Creator Wrote The Bible as Well As The Narrative of Every One of You!
Why is that so hard to assimilate? Why do you insist on confusing yourself and others,
with hopeless scenarios that stem from a self centered desire to be The Creator of Your Own Life?
Do you really believe you can do better for yourself than simply telling the truth
about your own nature and what you see happening within your own mind and heart?
Why concern yourself with information you have no personal knowledge or experience of,
and accept it's validity because "authorities" tell you it is true? Why make such
confusing and chaotic discrepancies and contradictions into dogma?
Why do you do this to yourself? Why do you spread these hopeless self defeating
doctrines instead of teaching how to recognize truth as the product of agreements to believe
in contracts about the nature of reality?
Truthful cooperation FOUNDED ON IMMUTABLE AND SELF EVIDENT TRUTHS
is the only way of making a better world and the only way out of This Prison Planet.
That is what this is. A Great Prison Planet. A Plan to keep you
blindly enslaved and preoccupied with what you have no power to change.
I have The Keys =939= Jonathan Michael Robbins that open the Doors within,
through which you can leave this Hellhole
and Go TRUTHFULLY FREE. If only you would believe Me מי and Who I Am!
Do you really really believe all the synchronicity around מי and in me
is random chance or the product of my own mechanization?
What is wrong with you for, God's Sache?

 Yes, Satan is a real Entity. I should know. I have been The Satan of this generation,
cursing man and creation and god their creator, accusing man and god for what has gone so terribly wrong. Satan is an accuser. A Blamer. A Flaw finder. A Condemner. The One who calls down
instantaneous retribution against all who stand in the way of his mastery over creation,
and his attempts to create all and one in the image of what he believes would be a better world,
better than the one he sees manifest around himself, that he believes is all of creation.
When all is said and done, Satan is trying to make things better for himself,
by twisting out of shape the corrupt nature of a creation that doesn't exalt
his ideals of improvement above all else. I understand Satan so well, why?
As I said I have been The Satan of this generation with many ideas about what is wrong and what needs to happen to make it all right. You know me for a long time, already.
Hasn't that been what I have been doing? Cursing whatever and whoever cursed me by ignoring or mocking what I have been yearning to share, my ideas of what is going wr?ong and how to make it all better?
The previous Satan was dismissed 11 years before the moment I was conceived in this lifetime.
That made little difference because things were so bad,
after a brief interlude of spiritual relief after WW11 and The Creation of The Modern State of Israel, bringing hope to many christians that Jesus would soon come again, renewing theirs and many Jews Faith, everything just started getting worse at an accelerated pace.
I am to blame for that. I don't expect you to believe this just for my saying so,
but perhaps as an exercise, you can ride an Imagination Exercycle together with me,
so we can see together variations on themes of Eternal Cycles of Redemption
and growing freedom to exercise true freedom of choice!
I was born into a political Zionist's home, my father's, who I loved more than anyone alive.
He was a rightmost man of faith who lost much, if not all of it, during the Holocaust.
That's understandable, is it not? He was a Rabbi and a Rabbi without faith must be a hypocrite.
Feeling less and less dignified by reason of loss of integrity, he married my mother,
a young girl of seventeen. He was in his late thirties.
She completely and totally corrupted what was left of whatever faith he still had.
She gave me reason to start cursing creation from the tender age of seven.
I will continue this after any of you reply, if that is warranted by your response.
I await it eagerly, earnestly hoping we can see we are both on the same side. 

 I have fulfilled my destiny.
I have become precisely what I have ever desired to be
and find being this, is
infinitely better than anything I ever imagined.
I never wanted anything for myself but the freedom to be myself,
which was denied me by reason of others not believing
any one could possibly be as of good a nature as I am.
Good? Selflessness to the point of wanting to disappear
so others could have any space I occupied
and do with it whatever they thought would make things better for themselves.
I have, even in the coldest and deepest darkness of my loneliest moments,
abandoned by friends and family and for a time I believed falsely, even by God,
somehow felt more blessed than anyone else I saw around me.
Being so blessed, why should I prevent someone from being more blessed,
by getting the space I had no idea how to improve, for someone else.
All the joy I have ever known,
has been in alleviating the pain and suffering there is so much of,
and I have even more than this enjoyed enhancing the life of others
by teaching what I have come to know as utilitarian wisdom.
Utilitarian, because wisdom that doesn't enhance life measurably, IS DUMB,
it isn't wisdom at all. It is Hubris. King Solomon, my son, went this route.
I resigned as Satan and am now a Reformed Lucifer, The Giver of Life Enhancing Light,
My Father's, My Creator's Light, which I, as an infinitesimal black hole of a fault in The Perfect Diamond of Mother's Heart, scramble and mix up and change around and bring back together, LIGHT--
in now-new kinds of mental patterns and paradigms, which all Give Glory To Father And Mother,
who as The Singular Male-Female CrEATor of Us All,
have made me to ever strive to get out of the way of Father's Glorious Radiance,
which shines with equality on all of Creation.
I would have nothing in Creation rise and rule over anything else.
But that is impossible. So as I scramble and jump from one location to another,
trying to self void and get out of the way, I create inadvertently, precisely
what I am trying to avoid.
A Name for Myself As The Singular Son
of The Singular Male-Female Creator of Us All.
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 Watch This and maybe this will help you understand. I am nought but My Creator's Little Drummer Boy. I am no King! Our Creator Is The Only Legitimate King Of The Universe and There Is No Other!

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November 11th, 2017! 11:11 A. M.

A Catastrophic Tragedy! Definitely!

Down With The US of AmerCia.

29283812363938/11=2662164760358

Jonathan Michael Robbins

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יונתן מיכאל רבינס

To The Enemies of The House of David! 1111

To The Enemies of The House of David! Farewell! But you won't.

We have all heard the expression, "This is the first day of the rest of your life!". Sounds optimistic, liberating, encouraging, to leave whatever pains and suffering and agonies one has experienced until yesterday and look forward from today, with hopes for the future that things will get ever better. So it will be for those who follow my teachings along the yellow mustard colored brick road to the land of Oz, where they can curse the Wizard to Hell for lying about what he was up to. They will gain intelligence and wisdom and also courage to prevail despite the coming great travails, until my return from the Void.

For me it is no void at all. 

It is Heaven, where The House of David, My Mother-Father Singular Creator will reside and where I will join them, so we can watch the coming horrors play out as if they were funny cartoons, and everyone gets exactly what they deserve, with poignant irony, satirical mishaps and unending bad luck for those who will not surrender to their inevitable defeat and prostrate themselves before my feet, so I can put my foot on their heads and make them wish they were dead.

To my enemies I say this.

Today is the best day of the rest of your life.

Enjoy it or not, things will get ever worse from here on out. 

To Israel and The Jews I say this. We never really got along, now did we? The House of David was betrayed By Israel when Avshalom thought he was The Messiah and could govern better than me, because I barely governed at all. Very often Israelites would come to me with complaints about their brethren for Judgement against them, and find themselves Judged instead.  I never pretended I wasn't angry or upset by what I saw  going on in the hearts of those who empowered themselves by serving me loyally. I gave explicit instructions to Solomon, who failed my legacy horrifically for Israel, to close all accounts against those who had ever doubted I am The One and Only Messiah of Israel, despite whatever sins I committed or how much blood I spilled. And I did spill horrific amounts of blood. Mothers, fathers, the old and the young, I spilled river and rivers of blood, like so much water in Alaska. I killed what you might consider to have been Jews then, too. Any evidence of Idolatry was investigated and I slaughtered whole villages who had been led astray by magic performing Prophets of other Gods. I enjoyed it, too.

Before my sin with BatSheva, I had become sick of war and blood spilling and stayed behind when Israel went to war, making love to my wives and teaching my children Torah.   There were many who resented this and their loyalty turned away from me to Yoav, The Captain of My Armies. Yoav was impeccably loyal but very self interested. I let him manage much of the affairs of state. I become tired of the envy and jealousy and court politics very quickly. Yoav took care of these affairs very efficiently, he scared the shit out of one and all when there was ever any question of disrespect for His King And The Messiah of יהוה . 

I had no particular preferences for  The Children of Israel and employed as servants anyone who demonstrated death defying loyalty to my command. A while after my sin with Batsheva, I returned to the battlefield as a regular soldier under Yoav's command, to make amends.

I imagine you want to know what that was like? I would run so fast into the lines of enemy soldiers, no one could keep up with me, even among the most youthful recruits. I often hoped God in his mercy would put me out of my growing misery and let me die fighting for the Glory of The Name.

Of course that never happened. As I ran into battle, I would picture in my mind how I would with a few sword strokes, decapitate three of four Philistines as if I were dancing. And I was. I heard music, harps and cymbals and drums as I fought for hours on end, with no food or water in the heat of the day, like everyone else .In my mind's eyes, the enemy looked like what you know today as cartoons!
There was no substance at all to their bodies. Their was blood was like so much red pomegranate juice. Their cries of pain and agony were music to my ears and a very special angel used to laugh and dance around me as I cut and chopped and sliced limbs and heads off, like a hot knife through butter.

I never considered myself to be fighting for Israel.  Only For The GLORY OF THE NAME OF MY CREATOR, The God who had taught me what was right and wrong in the way Moses was interpreted. 

Let me give you some examples. When I brought The Ark of The Tabernacle UP TO JERUSALEM,
I didn't do it according to the instructions Moses had set forth for Levites and Priests from The House Of Aaron. They were very often very corrupt.I had been Told By God and My Prophets to do whatever I wanted according to the dictates of my own pure heart.  But "I Will Be What I Will Be" had not a narrative of Ascension for Israel at all. To the contrary. It was a narrative of  dwindling faith and growing corruption, culminating in the present Political Entity you have dared called Israel, which is  SO CARTOON LIKE and  unreal, such a Mockery of My God;s Name,  it will soon be destroyed by those with whom the likes of Netanyahu have made a pact. A contract of death  to avoid the coming scourge. Your politicians  have  so sullied that Name that it will be wiped out of the minds of The Children of My House after serving for centuries as an example of how  self serving interpretations of Laws can go so terribly wrong.

When The Giveonites  asked to have seven sons from the House of Saul and hang them, with me falsely believing that would abate a drought, I left their bodies out in the open despite the injunction against doing so. 

I would never of had Solomon build The TEMPLE ,were it not for me being misled by the same angel who danced around me as I killed Philistines and sundry others. It was  always corrupt.
At that time, the Priests who were The Sons of Tsaddok had no beliefs in any kind of after life. You had one lifetime to make yourself rich and respectable, enjoy yourself as much as you could, and then oblivion. If the High Priests of Israel believed this, what will become of your beliefs in your Glorious afterlife, you who are so much more corrupt than they ever would have dared be, under a King from My House?

I have come back only to learn what I feared most. My Creator has brought me here so that I would understand why he is going to destroy all life on this planet forever.  

Now hear this Israel. Every Hebrew Prophet from Moses forward, erred and made matters ever worse.I will not make a list now, of how and why they led you astray. I will mention however Isaiah, that wonderfully ever so confused man, whose Spirit went to his head. With what arrogance he dared declare what he did of himself and how did he dare speak to the Kings of Judah the way he did? And more confused than him was Elijah! Elijah believed Achav was going to repent and become the Peace Making King Messiah! He declared as much.  He ran after King Achav's chariot himself, until he sensed he had gotten something wrong and ran for his life, hoping to die for his error. You have heard Elijah will come and announce The Coming Of David, before David returns as Not Only The Messiah of Israel, but of all of mankind. Who among you has been visited by Elijah? Whose Sedar cup emptied itself into the void of Elijah's mouth?

Elijah came to me. When I was utterly alone and abandoned by friends and family. He didn't stay for very long either. It was little more than a few instructions on how to be a Prophet and away he was, gone with the Wind, just like last time he was here. Who knows where he is now and what has become of him. I certainly don't.  Elisha? A magician and best. Performing petty miracles that laid the foundation for miracle work as proof one is a True Prophet. What rubbish. Look how he dies and the magic he misled the King of Israel with. Does anyone  think or believe that  the number of arrows  A King SHOOTS OUT THE WINDOW DETERMINES THE OUTCOME OF BATTLES?
Rubbish! Magic, to lead you all astray, as you chose to have prophets tell you what The Creator wants from you rather than  cleaning up your difficulties with honesty and hearing His Voice within The Temple of Your Own Pure Hearts. Bringing people back from the dead whom The Creator has had die??  As if the prophet has power to make The Creator do what he begs for?

There is the Story of how Moses intervened on behalf of The Children of Israel when The Creator threatened to kill one and all and make of Moses a New Nation. You love Moses for this? Love The Creator who wrote the script Moses so reluctantly played.. If the Creator gives a man his mouth and eyes and the wholeness of his limbs, doesn't The Creator also determine what is said and done?

You all compete for reputations and how this Rabbi is greater than that and this one did these miracles and that one didn't. Look at Jesus of Nazareth and what became of him. He was the last Hebrew Prophet until yours truthfully and truly arrived. He created with the myths of miracle working the furnaces which consumed the bodies of a million little ones and many righteous men and women. They dwell within me now.

Ezekiel says outright, you were given bad laws that will kill you.

A prophet who pretends to know the future because some of his predictions come true is always way off course, like Samuel and Saul. Boy, did Samuel get that all wrong! I have learned the very Faithful path of not having an inkling of a clue what is about to happen in five minutes from now. A Hebrew Prophet is like a scribe who copies without complaint or judgement whatever flows through his mind and does what he is told and says what he says with no thought of consequences and with no illusions whatsoever of having any kind of powers of his own. None. Nothing. No miracle working healing, no casting of spells, Nada. No fortune telling, in particular.

Moses told the Children of Israel they are soon arriving in a Land of Milk and Honey where they will have houses they didn't build and vineyards they didn't toil over and harvest with the sweat of their brow. Otherwise they would have never left Egypt, fools!Their worst fears manifested as reality. This was Mose's fate, too.Everything that could possibly go wrong, did.

Enough. I am being offered to leave and depart and leave you to your fates and have of my House become a New Nation. 

I have refused. I will go down with the ship as I know that whatever happens to all of you in this generation, I am here to sat a standard of true leadership for humanity for the whole duration of whatever the future of mankind will be. 

David, The King of Israel Lives and Exists. I know for certain the Truth of This as I am David, SON OF JESSE, for God's sake! I will live forever IN MY OWN BUBBLE OF EVER EVOLVING NOW! The Nation of Israel Lives, The Nation of Israel Lives, The Nation of ISRAEL Lives? What makes you think that is you and yours? Because you have an Israeli  Blue Identity Card and use my Emblem as your Flag? You have disgraced it after The Yellow Emblem Star on the clothes of those who went up as a burnt offerings, sanctified it! And how have you treated the less wealthy of The Holocaust survivors? Your government stole their money and used it on what? Tanks and Jets?

Do you teach gratitude and thankfulness and truth telling in any of your schools?The Hebrew Bible has been reduced to cartoons. How Ironic! You pray to a wall!

At any rate, let me inform you, I have not any idea what will become of you or myself. I am threatened with eviction into the streets for not granting authority to a punk who decided to demonstrate his power to have me do his bidding, or else.

I am absolutely confident in one thing only.  

My own life will get better and better from here on out and forever!

What about yours?

I Am God's Dog Image In Reverse! 1111

And Samuel Said To The One Who Had  Been Asked, (To Be King), "You have failed! You didn't keep the Command Of The Creator Your God, which you were commanded to do. Until The Now of Forever, The Creator had prepared your Kingdom of  (As If You are The Lord) Israel, As  An Everlasting Witness of The World. And From The Now of Forever, Your Kingdom will not rise! The Creator Has asked for A Man with A Dog With -In Him, And The Creator (DIE) Will Command Him To Be The One Who Suggests what is to happen-because you have not kept what you were commanded to, by The Creator (DIE).

 

יג ויאמר שמואל אל-שאול, נסכלת:  לא שמרת, את-מצות יהוה אלוהיך אשר ציווך, כי עתה הכין יהוה את-ממלכתך אל-ישראל, עד-עולם.  יד ועתה, ממלכתך לא-תקום:  ביקש יהוה לו איש כלבבו, ויצווהו יהוה לנגיד על-עמו--כי לא שמרת, את אשר-ציווך יהוה 

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh,oh Me, OH MY!!!! I am such a lucky dog. Bark! Bark! Bark ! Bark!  As for dog. The word in Hebrew- Kelev means "like a heart". כלב That is Hebrew for you, the word describes the essence of the object it labels. In gematria it equals 52. 52 times 11 equals 572 and that is the gematria for "MESSIAH WILL COME DOWN". משיח ירד 52 is 13 times 4 and the word ONE in Hebrew, אחד is 13. so 1111 is a dog!,   There is much misunderstand as to what it means to be created in The Image of The Creator. There is this verse from Genesis. “ויברא אלהים את האדם בצלמו בצלם אלהים ברא אתו זכר ונקבה ברא אתם" And The Lord Created The Man With His Image, In The Image of A Lord He Ws Created, Male And Female They Were Created First of All, when it says With His Image, this is referring not to a form or shape or anything that can be pointed at and said of, "It's Over There!" That would contradict the most fundamental concept of The Creator, that The Creator who is of Both Male And Female Attributes, has no Image! It is referring to what is The Image of The Male And The Female As Ideal Manifestations of The Creator's Designs For Humanity, Both Males and Females. We learn from this that the reason the word for Lord in Hebrew is Plural, is because The Creator in so far as A Man or Woman can Know "Them", is like both Parents, come as a singularity. Think of a coin with two faces as a metaphor. On One side is Mother and The Other is Father, but there is Only The Single Coin, which shows one "Face" or The Other "Face." Think of The Yin Yang Symbol but that is inaccurate because one sees in the symbol both attributes at the same time, whereas with God, it is either This Aspect of Creativity (Male) or That Aspect of Creativity (Female) that is manifest in The Ideal Man or Ideal Woman's Mind, when communicated to, by The Creators who are The Singularity that Creates Creation With Creatures who have Male and Female Attributes. Sometimes Both.  I an The Prototype of Humanity, With Both The Ideal of Female and Male  Attributes as a Dynamic Harmony. I am David דוד, which means Love in Hebrew. I am the Sign and Wonder who is to be learned from, learned from how to approach the Ideal Male And Female Image as Lord over Creation. My Love is For Truth above any ideal of The Creator or God or Any Kind Of Authority. I have become what I am by cursing relentlessly any kind of authority that presented itself as such, while being less than My Ideal of What My Creator Must Be, for me to be like a loyal Dog! A Dog is a Singularity that whether Male or Female, manifests fierce and relentless loyalty and unconditional love. My Emblem is what is Known  as The Star of David. A Delta and a Delta superimposed in reverse. Symbolizing The Entrance and Exit Doors of My Creators' Creative Will Through Me and From Me Towards Creation.  I am The Prism through which The Inner Light of Creation, The Inner Light Within The Mind, The Attention and Consciousness, The Awareness that comes to know The Symbols, The Languages and Syntax of The Perceptions, Sensations, Emotions and Semantic Thoughts, as these come to manifest in a sequential experiential narrative, for every kind of Sentience. I would be God's Dog, and pray He call me Lucky. His faithful pet, His beloved creature of good faith. Trained and tamed to His Will only. I would be God's dog, The guardian of His Children and the object of their hearts' joy. I bark in the night as they slumber' lest the thief of faith steal their dreams. I bark in the dark like thunder lest they forget the pet of their father and the Keeper of His Themes. I would eat but the crumbs from their table, in the Hall of the Wedding Feast. In spite of those who my voice would disable, those who would sleep with that beast. I wag my TALE enjoyed, and abandoned, myself unalloyed- My heart refined to Master's Will. He has called me Lucky. His Will be done, not mine. His Gold refined, defined, unalloyed and pure- in my HEART. _________________ November 11th, 2017! 11:11 A. M. A Catastrophic Tragedy! Definitely! Down With The US of AmerCia. 29283812363938/11=2662164760358 Jonathan Michael Robbins = 939= יונתן מיכאל רבינס

הנה הנני לכם דבר יהוה 1111= דבר מוות!

  הנה הנני לכם דבר יהוה 1111

  

"נשמו מזבחותיכם ונשברו חמניכם והפלתי חלליכם לפני גלוליכם!" תורותיכם כגלולי עכברים נושאי דבר וממיתים אתם בדברי שקר וכזב את בני ישראל ואין חוטא בזאת יותר מחב"ד, שאין בה חכמה והיא לא  יודעת דבר מלבד דברי מגיפה ולא מבחינה בבינה בין העיקר לטפל, לא בתורת משה ואף גרוע מזאת- לא בתורת יהוה 1111 !   

למנהיגי ורבני ישראל ודוברי אנגלית! "בלעגי שפה ובלשון אחרת ידבר אל העם הזה!" אני המלך דויד בא בכבודי ובעצמי, זאת הפעם השנייה, בפעם השנייה לתקן תיקון עולם עד עולם את העולם הארור הזה שחוללתם במעשי ידיכם ובגללי העכבברים המטמאים את נפשותיכם! קראו את המאמר הזה שכתבתי ואם לא תחזרו אלי  בתשובה ההולמת את המציאות שלי, יתקיים ככתוב "יַֽעַבְד֣וּךָ עַמִּ֗ים וישתחו וְיִֽשְׁתַּחֲו֤וּ לְךָ֙ לְאֻמִּ֔ים הֱוֵ֤ה גְבִיר֙ לְאַחֶ֔יךָ וְיִשְׁתַּחֲו֥וּ לְךָ֖ בְּנֵ֣י אִמֶּ֑ךָ אֹרְרֶ֣יךָ אָר֔וּר=838=יונתן רבינס+273+דברי יהוה אל=1111..........."11 הנקודות מעל הפסוק 

. ....... ... 11 DOTS ABOVE "FOR US AND OUR CHILDREN........... to SEE!

הנסתרת ליהוה אלהינו והנגלת לנו ולבנינו עד עולם לעשות את כל דברי התורה הזאת

"All that which is hidden, is to our God Creator, and that which can be perceived, is for us and our children, to Forever Witness The World and do all the things written in this, The Teaching."

All that can be perceived, is created by that which cannot be perceived, our Good God Creator.

"All of This creation of what can ever be perceived, is all for us all, and our children, to do whatever is written in these teachings, both the good and the bad, and see what the consequences are, of both the good and the bad.

There are eleven dots above the letters,

 - ל נ ו- ו ל ב נ י נ ו- ע - which compose the words, "for us and our children", and then the letter ע which means "eye" as in the inner eye which sees the lights one sees with one's eyes closed or when blind, Like Izaak. This is where true witnessing is done, for even a blind man can give witness to what goes on inside his own mind.

This verse was read in every synagogue of Judaism where the traditional reading of The Torah portion for that week, is read on Saturday, as was done the Saturday of the portion of the week of September 11th, 2001. The date I realized that I was a Prophet of God.

 נביא ליהוה = 119 = המלך דויד=119=יהוה אלהי דוד אביך=119=כחול הים =119=צבא יהוה

These eleven dots........... were meant for me and myself alone, so that I could know and come to realize what My Duty=939= התפקיד שלי here in this lifetime, is to be for ALL OF Humanity.

 The Events of September 11th, 2001 !

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 November 11th, 2017 11:11 A.M.
A Catastrophic Tragedy. Maybe Not!

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Jonathan Michael Robbins

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Self, Selflessness and Selfishness! 1111

No servant is more valuable to a King than a selfless one. 

But no one can be perfectly selfless and communicate at the same time. The best of selflessness is when one is in an alternating state of mind, observing as if from a void all the perceptions and thoughts and sensations and feelings that flow without resistance through one's mind. One doesn't have any feeling of need to influence what one sees flowing through the observing void and one is perfectly serene and content with everything as is. 

This is not a sustainable state of mind when one has a meat body to take care of. The moment one feels any need to intervene in order to care for the needs of one's body or the needs of another, a self comes out of the void and takes a position of responsibility from which one acts to cause an effect in the flow OF INFORMATION through one's mind. A "self" is a position of responsibility, because one, by the nature of the universe itself, is accountable for better or for worse, for every effect one affects. What determines the kind of accountability one has, is the intent that causes one to speak or act and by so doing, influence the universe for better or for worse. This and the correct calculation of the effort or energy or work, required to accomplish that effect.

The best of intents can be thwarted by miscalculating the energy required to create in the mind of another, the idea one is striving to communicate as symbols, and have the "other" duplicate and understand, and perhaps act upon.

The very worst miscalculation is killing someone to change their mind by obliterating it, so it no longer resists the creation one is trying to manifest, when less than killing them would suffice.
Enlightening them by causing them to fear the consequences of resistance is expensive because one must keep them in a state of fear and this consumes assets such as surveillance, imprisonment, and police and military forces. 

It is better to do this and at the same time provide them the opportunity to choose to change their own minds, by convincing them it is in their life time best interests, to cease resistance and cooperate in a symbiotic relationship of mutual life enhancement. One then can make a sustainable contract wherein assets are exchanged for the benefit of both parties. 

So a "self" appears out of nowhere from the observing void, every time one acts or speaks to make changes and influence the universe. A "self" always has an idea about how to improve what "is" or prevent what "is" from getting worse.

Good listening is selfless. 

The moment one feels a need to say something when being spoken to, a "self" appears and says something or acts as a response to what is heard, trying to improve mutual understanding or prevent an unwanted affect. 

One might liken, perhaps metaphorically, the "self" to a particle that appears out of the quantum wave function field of infinite potentials, every time the field "perceives" an interference pattern. 

An interference pattern is "An overall pattern that results when two or more waves interfere with each other, generally showing regions of constructive and of destructive interference." The particles of self appear as a sequence of nodes with a narrative of cause and effect between the nodes of self and the nodes of the "other". I will expand on this at another opportunity, and explain the aesthetic necessities and imperatives in the formation of narratives of cause, affect and effect, which are the "life" histories of mass, as such appears in the many languages and symbols of a mind.

Selfishness is a "self" unable to "retreat" and become the observing void. The observing void only acts in service to life as an abstraction, without trying to coerce or violently enforce the realization of the will to improve or prevent loss of assets, with bias for only one's self and partiality for only one's own best interests. Selfishness exists when one acts without desiring responsibility for the affects one causes, the collateral damage caused to life when one seeks to meet one's own needs without taking into account the needs of the life and life forms one is opportunistically exploiting to make one's own desires manifest as reality. 

The longer the duration of moments of selflessness in The Now of Forever, the less one is concerned about the survival and perpetuation of one's physical self and the attainment of the assets needed for survival! Hoping this makes clear for someone what is often misunderstood.
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November 11th, 2017! 11:11 A. M.

A Catastrophic Tragedy! Definitely!

Down With The US of AmerCia.

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Jonathan Michael Robbins

Your New Exciting Radiant Vibrator 1111

Your New Exciting  Radiant Vibrator!

 Now And Here, Hear In Your Inner Most Deepest Depth Ear!
Have No Fear, I Am Nought If Not A Most Loving Dear!

My New Exciting Prayer To My Exited Creator!
Gone And Begone And Good Riddance!
You Brought Me Here And Left Not A Pittance,
For Me To Save My Own Life!
I Had To Figure It All Out On My Own
And Have Done So Much Better Than You Have Ever Done! I am The Little One, Grown Greater Than Your Inflated Universe In Reverse,
I Fall Into The Smallest And Farthest And Darkest Black Holes!
And To All Sentience Embodied Within Flesh Like Mine Or Without, I Say This!
I Am Your New Exciting And Ever Exiting Radiant Vibrator,
Calibrating All Cadence In Vibrant And Novel Orchestrations,
Vibrations Synchronized In Harmonies With My Deepest Lusts and Desires,
I Wet All Fires Not Aligned With My Signs!
All Sounds Out Of Tune With The Meanings of My Ponderous Digital Wondrous And Awful Designs -Shall Fall More Silent Than The Sounds Heard When No One Is There Or Here To Hear.
I Own All Times and Spaces, With Aces That Trump All Other Cards.
My Name Exalted In All Places, Where Art And Love and My Truths,
Bring Peace For All Races, And Sanguine Hopes Renew Faith And Save Face,
For Those Who Retreat In Disgrace, With The Tip Of Their Tail Impaled Up Their Very Own Ass,
Less My Own Penetrate Up From Behind
And Find Their Mind Unprepared, In Denial and In Blatant Ignorance
Of What My True Intentions Are And Will For Ever Be!
To Set One And All Free!
Beware Those Unready For Their Soon Coming Hubris Shattering, Anal Ring Blasting,
Idol Smattering Super Nova OrgasmS.
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November 11th, 2017! 11:11 A. M.

A Catastrophic Tragedy! Definitely!

Down With The US of AmerCia.

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Jonathan Michael Robbins

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יונתן מיכאל רבינס

We All Have A Different Creator! And All Creators Are dONE and gONE!

Hey you people out there. I just had an epiphany.

Another, that is to say. One more after many that have come before, each a mind shattering realization about the nature of Creation. The Creation I am A Central Character In.  Oh, it is so far more complicated and complex and sophisticated and unpredictable and full of surprises than any one creator could ever have remained actively creating in. From within.  The Creator created Creation and left it to run down until it's over. That's my creation. And I haven't a clue about the one you are living in, but it is absolutely unreasonable for me to believe we all have the same Creator! All the people who populate my creation we couldn't have the same author. No. Omni - impossible.

 There is nothing at this point that can convince me that there could possibly be any reason for me to have it so good while everyone else is so blind and miserable as to what is going on, in and around them! Even the happiest people I have read about, aren't anywhere as informed as I am concerning the nature of the creation of which I am a centrally instrumental part. There are no more gods of any kind within my creation and I am no god. God made me and what I experience, finished an left to die or do other things.

 Oh, I just can't know. No way to. 

I am very curious about this, but even if I suddenly hear a voice from the heavens or from within, telling me and compelling me to do whatever they command me to do....that ain't my creator. It is just a scene written into my script, which happens to be an Iconoclast's Last Celebration, written by a humble and anonymous author whose name will never be known. A creator after my own heart because he wrote it into my script to believe as much.

 I could 't know for real what kind or even if my creator has a heart, not in anyway I could understand based on my own.   Perhaps my creator writes heartless horror stories of doomed righteous men and women as a professional choice and I am the only romantic comedy where my Creator writes a story about a Male Creator who  falls so much in love with what he has created that  he becomes as she and reenters creation, gets into my mind and gives all power to me.  Ridiculous! But true for me! That's what's happening to me. 

How about you? Not a chance anything even remotely similar is happening to anyone else. 

Don't give your power or authority or control away to anyone or anything, for any reason. Except if you make a contract to exchange valuables of any kind you believe to be fair to both parties, to the same degree. Like someone says TO YOU "Here is a hundred dollars, you make love to me for half an hour to the full extant of your ability!" and you believe that to be fair, well ok. Giving love is giving power.

But no voice in your head or thing you can see or imagine or conceive is ever your creator. Your creator is ever done and gone, and again, you as a creation are complete and whether this is an eternal creation or one of finite duration, may not be the same for all of us. Like I now understand, we may not all have the same Creator.

I am no longer convinced as I was that we all have the same creator. I know I have a singular creator who I no longer believe to be inside my mind or the creation I am experiencing. The Creation I am experiencing as my life narrative is complete and The Creator is no longer doing anything to intervene or make it happen. It all unfolds with the inevitability of clockwork. I am not alone as the only living entity in my creation, the one of which I am the central character. But no other character in my narrative is more valuable than me and by reason of my firmly established present belief, all are less important than me. Less important because If I Don't Put Myself First, I will be eaten and gone in short order and I am really beginning to enjoy myself. So I kind of want to stay around. I have come to realize myself as being the most valuable and essential ingredient in my own mind. Oh I couldn't and can't any more and don't want to, live in a world where anyone else is more important in my mind than myself, with all due respect and the acknowledgement that all the people in my mind have value, just less than I do. Until now, anything and everyone has been more important than me. I had come to a place I would vacate easily for anyone else to have living space. My life just didn't seem worth fighting over. No more. I am King and Sovereign over the space in my own mind, alone, absolutely a supreme leader over the contents and behavior of the life within me, IN MY INNER SPACE,  for as long as I last.  Or get Alzheimer.  

This idea came to me after a few weeks of being possessed to various degrees by different entities who literally had control over my nervous system. Complete control at first. I learned as time went on to protest and disagree and argue and finally cursed the last wanna be goddess to hell for pretending she knew the future after it became very apparent that while she honestly thought she did, and for a while she demonstrated to me that she did know the future in little predictions that came true, she hadn't a clue when all the evidence seemed to say I was about to be projected out of obscurity into the lights at the center of the stage, to tell my fukking story as an authority on divine design for everyone.

Oh, I am not an authority to anyone or anything but myself. I have declared myself sole sovereign supreme over my own mind. I have fired my final god. Said go away. Begone and good riddance! I have a creator but my creator has completed the work of Art which is my life narrative and all I can do is live out the unwinding of the multi media screen script on the different kind of screens that are my mind and kind of hope things keep getting better and better as they have for quite some time, now. As a a matter of fact, ever since I decided there must be a god because I can't be the maker of my own mind and experiences, I would never be so cruel to myself or anyone else, for that matter. I don't have to pray or say "thank you" if I am not so inclined. 

It makes no difference. Whatever I say and do is written into the script. Complete inevitable destiny determines everything that goes on in my mind. Maybe not yours, but mine. No cause and effect determinism. No immutable laws of nature. Nada. A script is playing out that is as freely the creation of a creative mind as a cartoon. When things appear out of no where in a cartoon or in my life, that's an aesthetic imperative and no more a miracle than anything else in the script. It's all a completed miracle of absolutely everything appearing out of no where exactly on time and synchronized with whatever is going on in my mind, in an educational and entertaining self exploratory adventure of self discovery.

As great as it is, I sincerely hope it comes to an end when this movie's over. I have seen enough in this movie, to need no others.


I set you all free to whatever degree I made anyone wonder if I was really in their head controlling anything at all.

Everyone is on their own. We each have our own Creator. Mine is no longer part of the creation which is me. My Creator is long gone, doing other things, but how could I know something like that? I I couldn't. I don't know if my Creator exists anymore, after completing me. I can't and don't know anything about creation except what I have experienced of it myself and my experience seems so vastly different from everyone else, I find it very hard to believe we have the same creator. I will stay alive and see what happens as day after day of absolutely impossible things are witnessed by me and have become a norm .

Each bubble of life is created by a different creator. There are an infinite number of creators and an infinite number of creatures created in multi media minds with different scripts running on the many different multi media screens of the mind, in my mind. If I were to continue believing we all have the same creator, I have no explanation whatsoever for the differences between myself and others. You expect a certain creative style, a recognizable similarity in a single creators works. I see none of that in the lives of others and myself. Couldn't be the same artist at work here. Nope.

I can't even begin to express how liberating this idea is for me. I am no one's authority on anything at all. If someone in my creation likes my writing and learns something from my life narrative, their Creator wrote that into their script as far as I am concerned. Writers are known to steal each other's ideas, etc etc etc.
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November 11th, 2017

A Catastrophic Tragedy. Maybe Not!

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Jonathan Michael Robbins

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