El Ankh.
Le Ankh.
LL Ankh.
Ee. Ankh.
El Frog.
LL Frog.
Eh. Flog.
Leffffffffff Rog.
fredag 25. mai 2012
onsdag 21. mars 2012
Hvis Johannes er same.
De andre to alternativene er en indier med skyldsføleser etter Egypt, eller bulgarer på jakt etter Pistis Sophia.
Da er hans forbindelse til mayaene forståelig, hvis han var en del av en nedlegging av Egypt.
En slave, eller en konge.
Dessuten kan ha befunnet seg i Israel med studering av de skriftene fordi han visste at Ra var en del av hans egen tradisjon, og forsto at de kun studerte indisk søppel.
Han hadde medfølese med dem og ble drept av den grunnen.
Ingen grunn til noe stort oppstyr.
Derimot gir Johannes som same et annet grunnlag for de apokryfe skriftene.
Kun en same kunne påstå at han var Pronoia og minnet om Pleroma.
Da er hans forbindelse til mayaene forståelig, hvis han var en del av en nedlegging av Egypt.
En slave, eller en konge.
Dessuten kan ha befunnet seg i Israel med studering av de skriftene fordi han visste at Ra var en del av hans egen tradisjon, og forsto at de kun studerte indisk søppel.
Han hadde medfølese med dem og ble drept av den grunnen.
Ingen grunn til noe stort oppstyr.
Derimot gir Johannes som same et annet grunnlag for de apokryfe skriftene.
Kun en same kunne påstå at han var Pronoia og minnet om Pleroma.
fredag 16. mars 2012
De.
Har Jesus' hemmelige navn.
De har Thomas' kode for å skrive hans evangelium.
Og de har det moro med å bruke Salome fallosen som en skjult gåte i alle norske kalendre.
Men jeg tenkte jeg like godt kunne gi den siste hemmeligheten, ettersom jeg ikke kommer til å benytte den.
Det dreier seg om tallet 8.
Brett arket på langs, i 3 deler.
Lag en liten flik på to motstående sider.
Dermed får du et 8 sidet ark.
Skriv på langs, men med 3 forskjellige avsitt.
Da har du en mulighet til å komme deg gjennom hele Salomefortellingen, i en bulgarsk mening, med greske duster med på laget, pent plassert der de hører hjemme.
Jeg.
Er slegga.
Dvs en avklart betydning av Oslo navnet som en fastsettelse av indisk plassering av hvite hos rødhudene. Den fjerde delen av Thomas' Reise Til India bruker ordene battles for us.
Og dermed fordi Zoe plasserer seg på indieren som et esel, i kobling til Pistis Sophia.
Dermed er jeg antagelig brukt i forbindelse med den 5te delen av Thomas I India.
Moren min var den 4de.
Astri var allerede brukt som den døde Tvilling Thomas i forhold til del 3.
Spørsmålet må være hvorfor spillet har fortsatt.
Det ble avslørt da Astri døde.
Dvs en avklart betydning av Oslo navnet som en fastsettelse av indisk plassering av hvite hos rødhudene. Den fjerde delen av Thomas' Reise Til India bruker ordene battles for us.
Og dermed fordi Zoe plasserer seg på indieren som et esel, i kobling til Pistis Sophia.
Dermed er jeg antagelig brukt i forbindelse med den 5te delen av Thomas I India.
Moren min var den 4de.
Astri var allerede brukt som den døde Tvilling Thomas i forhold til del 3.
Spørsmålet må være hvorfor spillet har fortsatt.
Det ble avslørt da Astri døde.
fredag 24. februar 2012
Ha ha ha ha ha!
ON THE DEATH OF THE PATRIARCH JOHN BAR-MA DANi'
He was created Maphrian A.D. 1232, and Patriarch in 1252
and he died in 1263.,
BY GREGORY BAR-HEBR^US.
O Angel of Death, why hast thou smitten me with
such sorrow as this,
And hast pitilessly rewarded me with such evil as this.
The sun of time, the luminary, the prop of the Church,
The head of the soul, the soul of the spirit, the right 120
spirit,
The fruit of the heart, the life of life, the light of the
pupil of the eye,
The holy of holies, the pure in feelings, the new spirit,
Hast thou taken away from us; and our lament is one
of mourning.
Thou hast cast our crown to earth, thou hast overturned
our exalted horn.
125 Under thy protection it became springtime for us throughout
the year.
And even winter took upon itself the attribute of summer.
In the time of December as in the time of January
We possessed a rose without any hateful thing and
grapes on the vine.
No man among us ever drew nigh to the fig-tree
130 Without seeing it to be full of fruit, yea, richly dowered
therewith.
garden was like unto the Garden of Eden,
And, behold, without our father, it is like unto the
bottommost hell.
O father of truth, let all life perish except thy life,
And if I forget thee, let this my beloved right hand
forget me.
135 Through thy removal, behold, the Church hath become
filled with grief,
And through the want of the perfection which belongeth
to thee it hath become a defective thing.
That which belonged to thyself alone hath become a
strange form,
And to thee alone hath come the manhood of our Lord.
Tell me, O our father, where thy blessed habitation is,
HO And how the eye which hath become infirm can see
thee.
Though there fall to me the fiercest path of fire,
Yet I will travel on the top thereof, even though it blaze
with flame.
The pure soul which was in thy body hath become
perfect,
And it hath straightway become mingled with the phalanxes
of the Watchers and of the spiritually wise;
Above the fiery coals among the wheels set 145
thy footstep.
If thou couldst permit me to see the divine Shechinah,
The eye of the soul which though now it were bashful,
Yet at the sight of thy shadow would it become luminous.
This despised form would be unworthy to
see thee,
Therefore hath thy Lord made for thee a house in the 150
heavens,
hi all the world my soul hath become a wretched and
apostate thing,
And thyself alone in all the world wast its friend.
Why didst thou leave it in despair and solitude.
Why didst thou not take it with thee as a handmaiden
or as a servant?
Since it never at any time spared itself in service, 155
Why didst thou leave it in tears behind thee like a
rejected thing?
From the time when it came into being it never heard
the voice of weeping,
But through thy departure it hath become skilled in the
arts of grief
What one who mourneth for a lover or for a mistress,
Payeth heed to the voice of him that draweth nigh 160
with speech of consolation?
Though thinking to give comfort to others like the
tragedian.
Its own habitation is far removed from consolation.
In the dreams of the night when rational soul is
empty,
It becometh painted with shapes of vanity in thy form,
165 For thou knowest that that which was sweet hath become
most bitter.
And what ill luck hath come upon the soul that was
thine handmaiden, O mistress!
From the time when became certain to thee the intention
of departure
It became empty and destitute of both knowledge and
understanding.
In the treasury of the mind blazing fire halh been piled up,
170 Which overcometh with fierce flame and burning the
Babylonish woman.
With the dew of life of thine anorelic shadow
Unless thou sprinkle her behold she will be burnt up
like the Chaldean woman.
Her liver hath become to her a well—like the Israelitish
woman
And in it is preserved the unquenchable fire of thy love.
175 In two mighty fire-temples it hath become a dweller.
And within a very little it had worshipped the fire:
like a Persian.
In the heart and liver, which are the houses of life,
the fire kindleth.
And into them entereth the Magian prophetess to prophesy.
Inasmuch as her body is enfeebled and her mind
wandereth,
180 If she erreth in her speech let her not be blamed.
My heart hath no peace and quietness, and my mind
getteth no rest,
And without thy likeness there will never remain perception
in my brain.
leep by day and by night is washed with tears,
And for this reason a sleepless eye hath come to me.
If an unwatchful eye hath ever been seen, 185
It would fix itself to see thee; and if did not no
man would see it sunk in slumber.
For at thy gate soul standeth like a beggar,
Asking a vision of thyself in a dream and not a cake.
He was created Maphrian A.D. 1232, and Patriarch in 1252
and he died in 1263.,
BY GREGORY BAR-HEBR^US.
O Angel of Death, why hast thou smitten me with
such sorrow as this,
And hast pitilessly rewarded me with such evil as this.
The sun of time, the luminary, the prop of the Church,
The head of the soul, the soul of the spirit, the right 120
spirit,
The fruit of the heart, the life of life, the light of the
pupil of the eye,
The holy of holies, the pure in feelings, the new spirit,
Hast thou taken away from us; and our lament is one
of mourning.
Thou hast cast our crown to earth, thou hast overturned
our exalted horn.
125 Under thy protection it became springtime for us throughout
the year.
And even winter took upon itself the attribute of summer.
In the time of December as in the time of January
We possessed a rose without any hateful thing and
grapes on the vine.
No man among us ever drew nigh to the fig-tree
130 Without seeing it to be full of fruit, yea, richly dowered
therewith.
garden was like unto the Garden of Eden,
And, behold, without our father, it is like unto the
bottommost hell.
O father of truth, let all life perish except thy life,
And if I forget thee, let this my beloved right hand
forget me.
135 Through thy removal, behold, the Church hath become
filled with grief,
And through the want of the perfection which belongeth
to thee it hath become a defective thing.
That which belonged to thyself alone hath become a
strange form,
And to thee alone hath come the manhood of our Lord.
Tell me, O our father, where thy blessed habitation is,
HO And how the eye which hath become infirm can see
thee.
Though there fall to me the fiercest path of fire,
Yet I will travel on the top thereof, even though it blaze
with flame.
The pure soul which was in thy body hath become
perfect,
And it hath straightway become mingled with the phalanxes
of the Watchers and of the spiritually wise;
Above the fiery coals among the wheels set 145
thy footstep.
If thou couldst permit me to see the divine Shechinah,
The eye of the soul which though now it were bashful,
Yet at the sight of thy shadow would it become luminous.
This despised form would be unworthy to
see thee,
Therefore hath thy Lord made for thee a house in the 150
heavens,
hi all the world my soul hath become a wretched and
apostate thing,
And thyself alone in all the world wast its friend.
Why didst thou leave it in despair and solitude.
Why didst thou not take it with thee as a handmaiden
or as a servant?
Since it never at any time spared itself in service, 155
Why didst thou leave it in tears behind thee like a
rejected thing?
From the time when it came into being it never heard
the voice of weeping,
But through thy departure it hath become skilled in the
arts of grief
What one who mourneth for a lover or for a mistress,
Payeth heed to the voice of him that draweth nigh 160
with speech of consolation?
Though thinking to give comfort to others like the
tragedian.
Its own habitation is far removed from consolation.
In the dreams of the night when rational soul is
empty,
It becometh painted with shapes of vanity in thy form,
165 For thou knowest that that which was sweet hath become
most bitter.
And what ill luck hath come upon the soul that was
thine handmaiden, O mistress!
From the time when became certain to thee the intention
of departure
It became empty and destitute of both knowledge and
understanding.
In the treasury of the mind blazing fire halh been piled up,
170 Which overcometh with fierce flame and burning the
Babylonish woman.
With the dew of life of thine anorelic shadow
Unless thou sprinkle her behold she will be burnt up
like the Chaldean woman.
Her liver hath become to her a well—like the Israelitish
woman
And in it is preserved the unquenchable fire of thy love.
175 In two mighty fire-temples it hath become a dweller.
And within a very little it had worshipped the fire:
like a Persian.
In the heart and liver, which are the houses of life,
the fire kindleth.
And into them entereth the Magian prophetess to prophesy.
Inasmuch as her body is enfeebled and her mind
wandereth,
180 If she erreth in her speech let her not be blamed.
My heart hath no peace and quietness, and my mind
getteth no rest,
And without thy likeness there will never remain perception
in my brain.
leep by day and by night is washed with tears,
And for this reason a sleepless eye hath come to me.
If an unwatchful eye hath ever been seen, 185
It would fix itself to see thee; and if did not no
man would see it sunk in slumber.
For at thy gate soul standeth like a beggar,
Asking a vision of thyself in a dream and not a cake.
lørdag 18. februar 2012
mandag 30. januar 2012
Eller Jeg Vil Ikke Spise Min Mann.
Det er en eldgammel historie.
Men det kan tenkes at en bulgarsk kvinne kom på den setningen.
En koloss ble reist.
Og historien utviklet seg fra det ståstedet.
Det er uvesentlig om en sofist bestemte at Molok skulle brukes til å angripe Egypt.
Om fallosen i Hellas kan være en hyllest av det samme fenomen, men dermed kan det dreie seg om mennesker som en gang var egyptere, i samkvem med indiere.
Aztekerenes Uitzilopochtli bygger delvis på det samme traumet, med hans kapring av en rød mor via sin mors mage, og mord på sine brødre, og søster, som ønsket hans død. Om fallosen er hos aztekerne tungen, Fienden er tennene.
Poenget er mulig å finne hos vikingene.
Intevjuet med idiotkvinnen Vavtrudne som innrømmer villig vekk at hun har spist det meste av mennesklige lemmer. Dermed kanskje nordmenn styrt av italienere, eller sofister.
Men det er uvesentlig om en sofist virkelig var hos Heimarmeneene.
Det dreier seg om et bolverk for at hun ikke skal behøve å se seg selv som den egyptiske kvinnen.
Grunnen til at romerne drepte Kleopatra.
Jeg skjønte sofistens virkelighet da jeg kom fram til ordet Henneselv.
Og Hamselv.
Det finnes i skriftet Pistis Sophia og Gigantens Bok.
Det betyr at en bulgarer skrev minst ett av de to bøkene.
Og belyser at i en truet situasjon, f.eks da hun inrømmer visse vanskeligheter med den 13 sfære i Pistis Sophia, blir hun nødt til å avsløre seg med en kobling av sin mann til Om fallosen.
Men det kan tenkes at en bulgarsk kvinne kom på den setningen.
En koloss ble reist.
Og historien utviklet seg fra det ståstedet.
Det er uvesentlig om en sofist bestemte at Molok skulle brukes til å angripe Egypt.
Om fallosen i Hellas kan være en hyllest av det samme fenomen, men dermed kan det dreie seg om mennesker som en gang var egyptere, i samkvem med indiere.
Aztekerenes Uitzilopochtli bygger delvis på det samme traumet, med hans kapring av en rød mor via sin mors mage, og mord på sine brødre, og søster, som ønsket hans død. Om fallosen er hos aztekerne tungen, Fienden er tennene.
Poenget er mulig å finne hos vikingene.
Intevjuet med idiotkvinnen Vavtrudne som innrømmer villig vekk at hun har spist det meste av mennesklige lemmer. Dermed kanskje nordmenn styrt av italienere, eller sofister.
Men det er uvesentlig om en sofist virkelig var hos Heimarmeneene.
Det dreier seg om et bolverk for at hun ikke skal behøve å se seg selv som den egyptiske kvinnen.
Grunnen til at romerne drepte Kleopatra.
Jeg skjønte sofistens virkelighet da jeg kom fram til ordet Henneselv.
Og Hamselv.
Det finnes i skriftet Pistis Sophia og Gigantens Bok.
Det betyr at en bulgarer skrev minst ett av de to bøkene.
Og belyser at i en truet situasjon, f.eks da hun inrømmer visse vanskeligheter med den 13 sfære i Pistis Sophia, blir hun nødt til å avsløre seg med en kobling av sin mann til Om fallosen.
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