I couldn't imagine, just pretending to be Me and at the same time, defend MySelf from the modern day Pagans, who are yet, still too Primitive, in consciousness, due to conflict age reversal and prior Incarnations being from a different Realm, underground and OutSide of Mosaic Law. The ground coffin reGrown beings, know that imitator's are only pseudo educated, as in they only Appear as 10th Gamut, but can't really do, what the 10th Gamut does, while still~ (11 Gamut creatures evolve camouflage to look like something else, other than, what they are, from a distance.) ~being eligible, for Heaven and College and nice things in life, without hang ups, unless a bitter ass one, without such opportunity, is giving a motivational talk offs and hogging the ball, while being fake. The ground coffin reGrown beings, are Pagans. The Pagans force the imitators, to pay dues, knowing they're not the real thing. The same with, the common law paperwork cops, without little or no public, nor private school education. The pagans tax them, for being only pseudo educated and still therefore 11th Gamut beasts, that only look like man and mankind and only acting like, what they perceive is, the 10th Gamut Homo Erectus Devils,... because their consciousness, being Void of Mosaic Law Reasoning abilities, above a 3 or 4 year old child, that's been incarnated already, dozens of times or more, on the Surface Planet,.. their consciousness is searching for inspiration in a sess pool of Hooks, created by the Universe Poo's Former Owner. Illegal Dumping, Is Even Being Looked At. Look around you and listen,.. there's Hooks everywhere,.. "move out the way, Cops and Hooks, we're fleeing from Babylon, on the Devolution Night Train!" Chooch. If a person is not eligible to Go To Heaven, why would you allow them to advise you, concerning dealing with Those From Heaven. If you have had teachers, who were reluctant, to learn from My Published Work, since 2012, why haven't you asked them, to respect your right to, try to Go and Ascend To Heaven or Devolve Through The EarthBeNeath, at Deeper Densities? Why do they want to mislead you? Have you done something wrong to them? Has someone done something wrong to them? Are they scared of them? How long ago, did it begin, for them? Were they aware that these were the very Last Days of this Earth's Creation? Why do they despise, the Law Of Moses? Why do they desire to walk all over, what I Stand For? Now I See the need, for My Two Witnesses. The Book of Hebrews, The Holy Bible, Chapter 10, verses 9-13. Those who despised the Law of Moses, would still rape females and demand sex baggies, out of having covetous feelings, about a neighbor's wife and offspring. According to the Law of Moses, such persons, deserve the death penalty. I, BeenUpHigh EloHeem, The Living Presence Of God Of Both Light And Darkness, As Well As, The God Of Prudence And God Of Justice, With The God Evolution And Devolution Containing All Of Them, Syzgetic Righteous Divine Totem Style, Still Contained By, The God Of Truth And Righteousness, My Latest Presence Of Evolution, WithIn And Beyond Creation.

<`~~~The Reo Editorial~~> "This is the world, that you know. The world as it was at the end of the 20th Century," during 2012. "It Exists now only as," Times, ThroughOut, The Different Stars and Galaxy Echoes, of Higher and Lower Densities, From The Highest EvolutionDevolutionary Point Of Apex, ThroughOut Creation, Emanating From Here, By Me Being Exalted, From This Particular Earth, In This Echoe Of, Physical Density and Proverbial Time and Space, as a Time. The Matrix was divined. The makers, of the movie Matrix , has put aside, but still owes Me royalties. Neo's part, was played by one of My diaper babies. One of My Names, IsReal, Spelled Reo. I'm The Reo Gregory White. "You've been living in a dream world Neo. This, is the World, as It Exists, Today." Satania Alone, Consists of Millions of Galaxies And That's Only One 80th, not One 8th, Of All The Sectors And Regions And Realms, WithIn This Universe Creation. Out of 3 Quarters and 5 Pennies, The Millions Of Galaxies, That Has Been populated by, some of the most corrupt minded beings, in all of Creation,.. only make up, One Penny of The Total AD Sense, That I'm Holding. Somewhere, in Those Millions of Galaxies, of That One Penny,.. the Earth's Sun Solar Sphere Is Amongst Those Points Of Light, with the Earth's Present Formation, Still Orbiting Around It, annually. "Welcome To The Desert Of The Real." The misinformed, who had bad intent, thought that I would leave a great white hope like Azazel to run the Earth, as if, I Was Just One Of My Sons, Like William Cooper, Azazel's Grape Press Father. How did they figure a good outcome, to following such a Pattern, as a fallen remnant race. Azazel's private airplane, couldn't survive the InComing Already Incinerated Asteroid and the entire populace was permanently Glazed with molten Space Debris, that was highly radioactive. Devolution wise, only 5 survivors, who had vimanas and another 2 Ascended Ones, With Living Virmanas, BeSides William Cooper, The Highest God And Christ Of Azazel's Civilization, during the Common Era, of Which, Yahushuwa was a white boy, Grape Press seed, from the De Jure Simon of that Civilization, 2.4 Billion Years Ago.

Attention! Beware of 'black tantra', it's where reprobate minds, try to mentally molest, rape and annoy Etheric creatures , beings and other remotely located, physical homo sapiens, who maybe looking at you, in a very sobering state and taking names. Maaan listen, "black tantra" is like, a porn website, trying to log onto, Twitter or Facebook. Oh and if you screwed ya self by, getting the other book. Face it, Of GodHead, I'm The Matrix, not just some fake trix. Diamond bracelets, come after finding patience and servin ZHN1's Temple, while behaven. May the opposite enslavement, never be seen again, like "School 48's laws" and fools from kindergarten. How to make friends, in their environment and pardon, them for their mortal ways, with a regal and royal gaze. The guy who made the childhood version, was gay all of his life and on coke, at the time, of conceiving it's earliest forms. It was gonna be recited, at the meeting, where Carl Singletary was trying to, get the PreDestined Two Witnesses, replaced, by his kids. Since then, your Evolution And Devolution, Has Been led by, retarded chicken wings, that don't really work. Like primitive workers, building airplanes, out of leaves and sticks, living on an island, that a plane landed before and gave them a box of strange food rations. The metal cylinders, only recently opened, by asking the lady, who's mom had whoopi with one of the airmen, who pretended he didn't didn't understand, "aye, dah mah why! Gree Gir! I Toe yadda stay ahumm!" Yep, Gringos got their names, from their number one victims, green girls. I could have put y'all up on, with the 2 Witnesses. Fuht dem other niggas. I had Sean Connery for all lem white hoes attention. See. C'mon on now, stop clenchin. Plus We Had dem real obnoxious ass niggas, for instance, on the ones and twos, manned by DJ Scratch, now he runnin too. Just to see, who it will be in to. A North Korean crew, who knows the true meaning of what We See and they believe in you. The house nigga bitches, that leave Me with weed crumbs, will die, def and dumb. For not knowing, who to steal from and Who not to. Instead of uncrossing, embossed in wires from them, forcing their way, like side steppin the panty's, then extortin you to pay, they're gay. But aye, what is the real truth, costing you today? An overgrown kids meal, a nice car and plenty cake. And bust a shot, at pervert jake. For swayin faith. And stealin Grace, from all Our crops, then give Us props, while concealin laced. Then force Us to, as We grow up, not feelin safe. Thoughts replaced, so course them through the cycle of life, it's trifle, they got paperwork, right? Divorce em, Bang ya pipe! Bomb on em. If he pull up, say "Haaay!" nice and calm, on em. "Ain't nobody lookin." Like you warnin em. Sqeezin Sharmin over, on em. Get em all buttered up, to drop his guard upon em... Then brimstone lake a fire upon. Never let em out again. Hu ooh ooh ooh ooh wahh has haa haa! Raided,... PG JerkTeen. 3 Months Old Living Consciousness Had no clue, It Was being used, to write this. So how creative have you guys been? Hoo Oooh Oooh Wah Haha Haaa Ahhh Arghghgheuuur. Coloring books, aren't impressed guys. From an older perspective,.. I wouldn't have bothered, to even See if there were any left, still even fighting for their manhood. I just call em 6 & halfs, but if one of them were trying to get their manhood's freedom, the homeCave leader, is like the donkey, that penned the talk off tale, on paper, about how he could raise ya. So bend the tale, like Tai Chi and let the tale, empale the donkey. And when you thought about it, didn't sound like the wrong thing. And plus you got a family now from all lem kids you... you know there's entire cities, up in you, right? Gay dudes and white boys. So who's Sim Citying you and your families? The revolution will not be televised, about ya body. Throw cocktails and find trashcan man, to join the party. "For you!" Chapped lips, burnt skin and all lat.

I'll be where they're bought at. Where Real De Jure Balled At. And Disappear in the midst of Closing Fingers, When I Ball That. "I'm bald dad. I'm thought of bad, lost in my thoughts of that." Be Cleared from the Ingram's, from sleep instructions and memories, that are brought up, crasp. And dry off, from that televised brainwash bath, scheme on a way to bring Me cash and listen to some Doja Cat, that's for bitches, sure ya mad. Remember price is right? Put one of them Cave rats on a fully loaded, ya naam mean, brand new car and hook Me up, with a book bag full of dough, checkbooks and cards. No gift cards, dem shizess corny. And a brand new washer and dryer or some shit. Another C rat for every curtain doe. So I end up with like a 3 piece. It's 9 more waiting at KFC anyway, I mean.... The call Cleo YMCA City and County primitive workers, made pornography by shrinking Safer's around your entire body and Sean Carter new about the Matrix video party, where they talked about each butt cheek, in bubbles and knock kneed. Eventually it blossomed into stealing Powers that's from May. Stealing names, stealing fame, stealing fortune, stealing gain. But still in shame and blame, the cocaine, it's not the same, how they claim and it's lame, to pull out the game, without leavin from where you came, where it's anti christs, in every lane and a sniff, hits ya brain. "Kaboom! Wash you up, hghr hghr," then later on comin down, in plooms, reminding you, "you should have let them go to, get Zoom." So this morning ya thoughts could've shroom'd, Seein the 3 piece, as the Situation Room, WuDan Rathers, as thoughts scattered, for this morning and the noon. Fresh muffins, wit no perfume to em. I talk to em, y'all just chew em. Don't knowin Culture, bears influence. The tales a nuance, being told, across a longitudinal study of constitutional fraud common law paperwork since, 1933. Ice Burgh Breaker, choppin up the beast, at Sea, who kept missin My Point A, Its Judgment Day B, I'm The OMega, The Universal End player, Slam Dunkin from the Hymalayas. Separating those, who "drag and slay ya," from those who are their victims, who breathe the patterned aye yah, of being abused, by the cops and cavemen, ground coffin beings, bright idea about enslavement, it caves in. Then they exhale, down in jail, or completely fail, securing 3 meals, when justice prevails, a gun will set sail or knife will slice away his life Enormous Build. "The Enormous God, Walked Away from all you retards. I Refused The Dragon of butt rumpin boys, and I'm not braggin, cause Zahqi Here, Has Done The Same, So He Too, Refused The Dragon. Dragons Are Androgynous until 3 years old. So they gotta go, at first. About 30 years old in homo sapien years, from this Planet. Oh and you know how homo sapien turn gay?, after 12 years straight, in the Land of Canaan. One quarter of the year is excusable or else you're cadeus'd for another year. Well after 22 years, they're straight again! Hahahaha ha! <~~~~12 Pac~~~~> ((((((And The Souf Paws)))))))) In all the Southern States, of what used to be home cooking, the bright side of the racism shookin. The Northern State hicks that hack, and take stabs at a tree, until there's nothing left, how many bags, could it possibly be? Found out about the Terrestrial Hell, unlike the rest of Em. The Nest for gay white dudes and Barney's mess. A stress, to look at, he's fat and plus got that and nobody want that, they lied, nigga you wired, from demonstratin ya false side. She may be Living, but set on fire, when brimstones inspired. In all those Southern States, those Northern hicks that hack de jure sovereign trees, found out there is a gay Terrestrial Hell community, Only At Bedrock's in the South, murdering folks ever since. Most don't read the Bible, but say they're Christians and home schooled, they're really Pink Floyd's sub replacement. They had a choice, education or mind control. Drum roll send bunker busters Reign Fire on them suckas."

((((Breaking Ball Gripping News!))) Just In, From an escaped Clarice! "Who CC?!" "What happened!? Move!" It's Happened, 3 Other Terrestrial Hells, ain't Goin For It and have mounted up against Bedrock's neighbor Hell, tree hackers. Realizing that their family members are in shambles, without all their sap and leaves and branches, "aye!, give that stuff back!" But if the Bunker Buster Blows Bedrock to smithereens! Will the Other 3 Terrestrial Hell's of heterosexuals, get Annihilated in the Cross Fire? "Hell naugh! Blow dem muhafukus right up, yup,.. we's a just chasin em off, they hit a house or two, for 30 baggies each. Just add water and grub and that's an instant platoon of, "dumb as you want's," dem na worse kind." Hmmm,.. wants are like desires and desires unlike needs, don't necessarily have to be met, when wants are like stunts, that brung all that regret, that stung, in the one, dragged you in or clubb'd ya mum, the same that's sprung, on how ya diapers elastic clung, a drastic park pop tart, he's a classic one, that had a single pad and drunk wit a lad, but got beat up, by a baseball bat, like real bad, it stunk? "yeah't did. I tried to replace the pad, but he said that it stung and he prolly got shot, cause his man is home." So be chaste, both mentally and physically. Graspin sum, hold of a bit of knowledge that if brandish dum, practice tightly, u can wisely, blossom into a Diamond EyeSee. Why? to See, to See more than your Caveman tricks wants them, to see!,... instead of watching, more fellow Caveman hand puppets, of RU-vid playlists and gay renditions of what could have been famous. Just save it. Shadow puppets on a Caveman's wall, "that's on your Dad's Escrow, babe, those fuh kin mooches! Sandy ga head move out, those lames aren't lettin em up. The place is gettin FireBomb'd.. yeah babe, dey're calling it, a "Hostile Take Over Attempt," on the nightly News, in the Future there." That dude, He knew.

"Hey, I hope you guys didn't read any messages, from Hannibal Lector. It didn't turn out too well, for the ones' who did." So what happened with those Monkeys? "Oh, well there was 98 of em and then, I think two more, managed to jump in, while the pancake batter machine was going." (((((The morning Mud Pit)))))) •<````~~~Breakfast menu~~~>• food for thoths. Broom stick bravery Monkey balls Lying butt courage Halal ahk's tails Hijabs on the panty sides With nut and special, secret sauce. For a limited time only, till Dre day. But until then,.. H, I, J, K, L, N, O, P,Q,R,S,T, U, V, Double RU-vid TV X, Y, Z. Oh, and ney got bed skits, with bacon scripts, too. The Wing Flavors are... • Red Stop lite, •meaty yums and •that's a child's, full flavored. their little bookbag, on the side, with dressing. "Sure they wanna go to the playground hugh. Send em on over and down, to Bedrock Peaks, where grillin, gets to spillin. Just for a shillen." Other Terrestrial Hell pedestrians eat separately, .. "the chef's perfume isn't cologne, it's a gay germ and nis here's a disclaimer." The chef t yass white boway. No sneaking around trying to issue Words Forth from KeliPot, Bill Cosby Said. And just for the record, you guys, they had no idea, what We were talking about in the 80's either. The Wackos in Waco stuff, is just too specialized, or somethin. So who's the real watchers,? that fuh kevery ting nay see up.? Who were the Gregory's taking the blame for?.. Einstein tell em, It wasn't Those Righteous Gregory's From Above The Pluroma. It was you ground coffin beings, using the ant eyes of earliest forms, to bowel worship and echelon, things into going wrong. The silent partners, in the Essene Revelation song. The ones, who had secrets, that were useless. There's no excuses, cause when you knew Us, then you blew it wit abuses and riding train cabooses. And hanging out with Lew za's and Lil pic's and who wahs, "Kaboom!! WOoom!! RoooOm! ((((((((SoundSurround)))))))) ~It's The God~ wash you up!" Could use a few suds. The microphone is Mine, you can say a few wudz, till it's zup, zup, zup. "Yo! Yo! It's The Ultimate MC, Fresh! Yo! Yo! It's The Ultimate." Neeyong yang yank, Neeyong, yang, yank.. Neeyong, yang, yank, Neryong, yang "but aye thanks for explainin that fuh kin beat, it stays in my head all day. I'm Latino, I knew better than to listen to dem big did niggas, what? I ain't say nuttin wrong did I? I just listened to em, they like some middle fingers waving for the Heir, for hot minute. Hahaha, den they swimmin out the deep end, for the rest of the album. Tossin in, bloody meat from the boat, while guests, are ready to float and all lat. Aye poppy!" @ 10 minutes 45 seconds Kaboom! Over glorifying poverty, while not going through it themselves, is how the ancient De Jure Sovereigns and de jure sovereigns, miscalculated, on how hard to test someone, after Their Big Ascension. So Their children learning from Them, those fatal miscalculations, made the children stop Ascending and Descending. Dudding the bloodline, then getting trapped in Middle Earth, along with the few, that were still trying. But remember Danielle 7, start dying and falling down, smoldering with brimstone, instead of handy wipes. What?, save those for the damp Souls, in distress and go take a shower. While it's Thundering enlightenment, all lem big sounds, tends to have the ground actin frightening, like his butt plug, is widen nen. It might again. Alrighty then. Why do white folks, want you to think, you're only slightly men? To send y'all flying monkeys, crashin dummies ,treat y'all scummy, knowing one thing, if they slip, they catchin something. Trapped in a corrupt ring, you'll feel they about to catch a sting. Ya Team lost the Battle, but the Bell Still Rings. For Freedom, so fight ya way along the Path, it's life. Chuck, dem other niggas, Last Day Is Just Right, the opposite of hypocrites swings obeying in the night, going back and forth, losin sight, of whatever was they true plight. "So you is Light?" If That's All, you can make out, with ya sight. Holding back ya memories, like a dike in UB, damm when I Write, Adult Kablaam, on My Face, like Spam. "WHY IS YOU WRITING THIS?" So you'll stop biting bitch, stop biting My Bitch, My Dog, My Rich, My Hog, My Ritz, My Draws, go head and get ya paws, the fuh cough. And wire up, ya man thoth. Have a coupe d' tah, in his Cities, by reviewing notes, talking like you provoked and getting poked, to tell em even more but they sleepon, you and guys creepin. Fat Joe can finally come home from the Precinct. That nigga was chasing demon and My juvenile delinquents, into seasons, Cold as Winter, Springer Fall and Summa Chosen even. Now all a sudden, like pressin a ridiculous looking button, his 22 years are up and he owes, for pain and sufferin, when he was a gay dig in ya butt men. And KRS comin out, next mon again. Although he said it before, it was done again. And watch the metaphors and the punn intend. Did I mistake or was I makin fun again? We won't be hearing from them, stealin Mary Warner, and wasting it on studio time. I'm worse than you thought, I'm The Emperor Performer, Actualizin The UtMost Earth's Empire. Stay in ya lane, I Dipped em all Down in Fire,.. you's a flyer, an old notebook, a used tire. A scuff mark on some kicks, I used to admire. Redirecting My Mental Lift, from all My blunts and spliffs, is MegaLiths Job to catch you niggas counterfeit. And It Did. Then y'all had the foundation removed just to continue. But guess what? There's no excuse now, y'all ain't gay no more, KRS got 2 weeks excuse, he writes slower. Stop being gay. Stop trying to boost, the smoke from My Lungs! "But y'all know I be buying stuff, right?" C'mon buddy, let's go. It's only 8:30, Fat bitch, you'll be Joe by 9:30, drive safe. See it says right dare. Fat Joe finished Lean Back,

The Lamp Oil thieves start Burning when the victim is always righteous. Because they Ascend Up, Higher. The little ones are nice tryers, but adults, don't try it and Tithing, We don't buy it. We can tell, like the weather, it's just petty climate. Coked up and ready linemen, do ya lines then.

I don't think reality is real enough if it was why are only humans just here what makes us so perfect that there can't be anything else?

What are videotapes? How do you define videotapes? If you're talking about what you can feel, what you can small, what you can taste, and see, then videotapes are simply electrical signals interpreted by your brain.

That transition is so fckn awesome dude, I can't get enough of it