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"AND NOW, FRIENDS AND COUNTRYMEN, if the wise and learned philosophers of the elder world, the first observers of nutation and aberration, the discoverers of maddening ether and invisible planets, the inventors of Congreve rockets and Shrapnel shells, should find their hearts disposed to enquire what has America done for the benefit of mankind?

Let our answer be this: America, with the same voice which spoke herself into existence as a nation, proclaimed to mankind the inextinguishable rights of human nature, and the only lawful foundations of government. America, in the assembly of nations, since her admission among them, has invariably, though often fruitlessly, held forth to them the hand of honest friendship, of equal freedom, of generous reciprocity.

She has uniformly spoken among them, though often to heedless and often to disdainful ears, the language of equal liberty, of equal justice, and of equal rights.

She has, in the lapse of nearly half a century, without a single exception, respected the independence of other nations while asserting and maintaining her own.

She has abstained from interference in the concerns of others, even when conflict has been for principles to which she clings, as to the last vital drop that visits the heart.

She has seen that probably for centuries to come, all the contests of that Aceldama the European world, will be contests of inveterate power, and emerging right.

Wherever the standard of freedom and Independence has been or shall be unfurled, there will her heart, her benedictions and her prayers be.

But she goes not abroad, in search of monsters to destroy.

She is the well-wisher to the freedom and independence of all.

She is the champion and vindicator only of her own.

She will commend the general cause by the countenance of her voice, and the benignant sympathy of her example.

She well knows that by once enlisting under other banners than her own, were they even the banners of foreign independence, she would involve herself beyond the power of extrication, in all the wars of interest and intrigue, of individual avarice, envy, and ambition, which assume the colors and usurp the standard of freedom.

The fundamental maxims of her policy would insensibly change from liberty to force.

She might become the dictatress of the world. She would be no longer the ruler of her own spirit.

America’s glory is not dominion, but liberty. Her march is the march of the mind. She has a spear and a shield: but the motto upon her shield is, Freedom, Independence, Peace. This has been her Declaration: this has been, as far as her necessary intercourse with the rest of mankind would permit, her practice."

- John Quincy Adams, 6th President of the United States

Sorry Mr. President the "inextinguishable" rights of human nature have long been doused and another torch has taken its place, the strawman of Guy FauX. Her "necessary intercourse" has been subverted from Virgin power to Whorish Babylon. She is screwed beyond repair. Mr. President your use of Aceldama paints a most RANK picture for America and for all who have fallen into the hands of the time keeper. Clothed in the hour glass of the web of time, sitting on a stone not its own.

Vancouver was were she succumbed at the end of the 2nd American Revolution in 1812. She and Canada, ie the Commonwealth of the Queen, gate "may it never close", like I said she is screwed. Did you know Canada is America's largest oil supplier?

She is now the Matrix field for dough boys, marching in time to the drum of Tophet. Dough boys who crave medals, heroic impulse hijacked. The power of Cain's liberty to walk about is now waiting, bleating in Abel's pen, waiting for a profitic story to come along. Sigh, as it also does for the dough boys.

The real powers of Eretz drive Ozcarion Racer 77 on M3, an in your face of the highest magnitude to the cauldron that once burned here. "Ten Dollar Bill is the Patriot Act" showed so long ago ... "opel lope pole". The Phoenician phonetic clues here would say "Tolling the Tholins amounts to Tares of Tara". You could call it a "road island" but you'd have to have a First Amendment to get it out of your mouth. A mound of hostage dwellers who compete to be the first in line for medals, trinkets and other such "precious" things the Olympian powers drop out of the sky. Tholins, the bobble heads that they are, nod and moo in the land of Nod and Mu, "Seig Heil Victoria!"

The Lord of the Rings fires up another spliff, tokes deeply and blows smoke rings to the ends of the earth. His ensuing daze gives Him the munchies which He answers with a Sandwich while dipping his feet into a nearby garden pool. Another world age comes to a glorious end. The small garden filled with heroic statuary will be sold to the highest bidder. This gambler is merely the sucker left holding the bag before it all turns to dust as it ever does.

Our Lord taking His adieu, will vacation in the sides of the North till His rashithian services are needed again. His first stop in the new revolution is a Mad Hatter's Tea Party and then an afternoon movie. No law abiding citizens will accompany our Lord Father on His new circuit but He will still have his Fox and Butler along. He is afterall every single piece of iron on Eretz (not to mention everyother bb as well in our neck of the Milky Way galaxy) and it all dances to the great Twister in the Sky. Who could follow this act? Here is a recent picture of our Lord Father courtesy of Ryden.



No 4's to see here. None. Zero. Not a one. Maybe if you had 4 in 16 tries, hell even throw in 26 attempts! At this point dear reader if you have followed the links through the ill down hill and still dont get it ...FORE!



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