Smutten

December 27, 2010

Joel Akin

 The wail of those who are smote or killed is little because God is going to break things simply by losing his rage and billing it to time as the little boxes of stuff left out in the field for those to find for when he gets mad he takes a little mud and throws it down to men to play with because of their vast little kingdoms filled with lies.

A lie may be cool to some but eventually it grows boring. War still takes place on occasion but only with approval, if you will, of heaven and then to fight against a lie trying to rise up to win approval.

Thus in the future a lie is the cost of being vile while evil still goes on because of the root of gold and the root of life in the sea of life.

Thus as we prove vile in our thoughts so God sees vile as being es and estimates are the price of lies holding us down as a cost of doing business in the world of sin.

A sin is the progress towards duplicating a lie and the lie is the progress of some form into the smut zone of life.

In Mexico we find via Wikipedia a system of words which refer to corn smut. On one hand we have the word  huitlacoche and alternatively cuitlacoche.

Lets prove corn by showing two sides.

First we call it the wit la. This is the huitla of the coche and co is the process of smut being moved out of the world and into the air.

When the corn blocks the smut it is the nature of life to show that it, hope in the soil is messed up.

When hope is messed up this means a vital spiritual and necessary product of life is missing.

In order to heal the land it requires people to pray for the restoration of life because smut means the product that carries the che or possible chi is missing.

If this sounds new age then recommend to me a price of cost in doing business now in life.

We use chemicals to heal the land but that is the light of stealing from life, as in a process of taking one chord, as in a sound of knowledge, bending it to steal life from the smut without knowing what the smut is there for.

God wrote out the language and if we are offended by it then we need to ask him to deal with us and not him with his own words.

This is why che is the word of life for the day but the word that is to follow this as a light of another article.

To give che its due is to show the nature of the chimera as the light of the translators of life. We today create es and it is the form of a message of wisdom in Li/li and we add our es to it. Thus we create an idea of truth/Truth and we build it up until we find that it holds something of God. Since we cannot move up to life without Him we have to throw out time spent finding a path out of the world where God does not show up in our math formula’s.

Science finds God all the time but since it is a silent find of eureka we have to throw out God and he then puts down wrath as a find of p and h and that is usually acid in something I call the mo-bile nature of God throwing down mud or gold which is always good for the people in the end.

Now che is also the word for chemicals and we find it in the light of the witla or the huitlacoche of life.

In Mexico we have words prophetic. We find the two meanings in corn smut are good for English as well. From huit we get the word for white law and the word la is there to show how wisdom or Wisdom of God builds up the word to mean that which whitens the house of Truth.

The house here is the la and the la is the song of prayer. When a people in Mexico have an abundance of smut they have delicacy but not form. Form is when the base law of life is obeyed in full.

A wit is wisdom in form of la but when la is held to the co she forms a bond. The bond of co is a covalence in life and that is the draw up or push down of things I call es.

Es is the light but when es/Es is formed out of sink/synch then the light of la is formed in patches and patchwork.

Think of es as the light of form and when es is gone then estimates can be formed on a daily basis.

Now es is attached to the things of Wisdom or wisdom. When es forms a bond with the nodes of wisdom the world around us connects the es as the light of their own wisdom when in reality it, the bonds or nodes, are based on wishes which I call the wish bundles of life.

A wish bundle is the stock hold of a system of building blocks based on conjectures.

Conjectures was the way Wisdom allowed ideas to be formulated. When the form was carried to God he broke the wisdom nature apart from his nature. In life it formed three ways of seeing.

One was the light of time and this became the work of God. When men form es they form a pattern which lights up over and over because they are constantly lighting the world with form of la but not with wisdom because it is their own concept.

The law of God is carried in as lat and lat can be milk or it can be formed as a line drawn to deal with the process of teaching men how to see the Truth of life.

When men hold down t as time they form their own song and it is the la of men but still without wisdom or Wisdom holding onto it.

When men create a law today they build upon songs they have created which have no true nature of Truth or truth in them.

Thus in this they create a will called ‘Billing their own nature as being like God’ and from it we form connections of fear and thus they form a laf line where they throw out Truth, try to deal with Wisdom by rejecting her over and over until she is blocked up and forms a face called smut to show that Wisdom is rejected in the land. Then from the laf came the light of a stone which falls over and over and over on men in the form of a graft.

The graft is based on an assertion of values into the stock of their song. When the song carries a will to the Bill or bill, it forms a value that is lost in the soul of the earth.

Thus men with their songs find the only way they can move with their la’s is by forcing in taxation. Thus we have a la’st resort and men curse men because the loss of life is carried to the streets so eventually they have to bury their gold away to prevent it from being taxed by men in the world.

All over the world are those who faced men of power singing their la of la’st resort to men and they buried their riches in jar after jar as it was the only place where interest in the things belonging to God remained. It was the final bank and God carried the bank of life to the sea and the sea valued it and the men who prayed were carried up with the loss of their silver or their gold for all time.

The product of life in the huitl came to be the whittling away, chip by chip, little kernels of time, building up momentum for the loss of her house by carrying in a song of, if you will, anointing oil.

We find a wheel in the story of Wisdom in Truth as the coche for it means that which is the lea of life.

In lea we get olea and that is the word for olive. From it we get the price of Truth brazing a trail until she formed a box called life and though the spirit world accepted her they tried to break what she was in life. They stole her form and from it we get the st of ole and that is the saint or the street filled with gold in form of Truth of Heaven.

God carried her as Truth to the grave beneath the palms of a land we call Cuba. She formed a bond in the prayer of Wisdom as a root that held life to the souls of people lost in time and we call it the lean or the lea price of old Edenic lines of life.

We find her in Hawaii as the goddess of canoe makers, another form of transport, but as the Veritas name of Truth as going back to the days of the Greeks and Romans who saw her as the one who held the well of life in the days that were of time and life, even in the day of Jesus.

From Truth we find veils in life forming plurals into the world of Hel but it was in the day of men of Rome. From her lineage we find Troy and Helen and people who saw her once and said of her beauty ‘There is none like her in existence.’

She formed a bond with me in the world of dreams and in the dream she saw me as a man who might form a bond with Wisdom to remove the curse from her and her sisters. They were cursed by the triangles of life and that was the polytheism story that said there were three forms of God and not one.

Of course it meant that man carries the estimate of God in the form of a trinity but we in our age cannot imagine anyone at the top but God the Father. Yet  if we had an eye, like the eye in Lord of the Rings, which is just like the real eye as discovered by NASA, then we would sing upon the bill of life and wonder who was the product of life if not for the story of life with God and God with man?

Found apparently in 2008

Written of by Tolkien in the 1940’s or 50’s it, Sauron, was a name which had its origins in Maia which is a term of wisdom and Mairon which is a term for a coed nature, one of wisdom and the other of bot or robot.

Now if this seems strange we have a story so deep that it goes back to the war over life itself. Men found the true eye of Sauron in the picture above even if that seems impossible because no one knew it existed. Or did they, for if the elf was real then the story of the elf could also be found in all ancient stories of life.

The fact is that we know elves to be susceptible to iron and if bots fell here, of all the worlds of time, then it was only she who was the mother of life, not as God but as Wisdom, who came here to deal with iron particles by the numbers beyond reckoning in life.

We find measures of the story in life of the Mie-rawn or the story of one who seeks out his true love in life with the Japanese. They have the name in Myron and it means a search for ones true love in life. It also is like a cat crying out that she is tired and we find it in me yawn, and from the cat we find the first pale reminder of pain in me ow. So if from the lord who was Sauron we get the name of the particles that were once held up by those who bore the gate to the worlds of time, but fell as angelic lines, then we find he bore it to the eye until it grew and grew and grew and finally burst with pus and boil and we find those words in the cat called puss and boil in the heart of the bile of God as he saw his system he had built fall to the lies of beings beyond number.

In this way God writes out the history of life by having men of old find stories, then men who hate the things of God, find Truth, and then men of God who pray, find the spiritual knowing of life by the light of things of prayer.

Of Sauron we have a scripture built upon Jesus in a time of teaching. Matthew 6:22 The light of the body is the eye: if therefore thine eye be single, thy whole body shall be full of light.

When we have the will, we have time, when we have the huile, we have the time of the eye filled with olea as the Truth of the eye.

When pus falls upon the sea and when we find that Truth bears the coach or the car then we find it written in stuff God showed me a number of years ago with men swearing down Truth by cutting her down for she was the light of men in our nation in America. She broke the curse they formed by showing others the truth of life here because we once had been and we are again.

We became the chads of life and that is a word for C hads or the people of Time in the Elf and in the Lot of Sauron or Mei-rawn or Myron, that was the lot of a people called the timeless exiles of life and they were from the tribe that bore promise into the world we have now.

They bore the front of prayer to men in the side of the north and they bore frame upon frame into this world so that one day it might be born free.

For the light of Sauron was the light of wisdom of God but men cursed the Lot of it and sold it off as dark chaff. They took what wasn’t theirs and bore it to the sea and sold it down to the frame of a franchise called es.

Es bonded with the Li of Wisdom and produced lies but from the frame of it we find the word for corn smut in cuitlacoche and some state it means the hibernating/sleeping/excrement but it also is from words which speak of the birds which sing.

In the la of life we find all truths bear forth in words which fare to the sea of the song of the Heart. They were women here and now who fare down to the sea and they fare to life and they fare to dreams upon dreams in the cuitacoche or what I call the cuitl of life.

It isn’t of Christ but it is a form of quittal and from that Christ will branch it up to his BRANCH and we will have Wisdom in acquittal. That means from her will branch forth a Branch and possible a BRANCH who will bear forth a light of the eye to show that when men fell to darkness they needed to know that God still cared for them despite their many failures in life.

He Loved and He cared. He formed a BRANCH of CHRIST and we today call it the AD lines of life and yet of Wisdom we have an AC branch to prove she is part of life in what I know is the power of organics at their best. Organic electricity and organic life for the sake of they who want it green and want it best with all natural forms of life and forms over the darkness of thought.

Thus from the frame is the twist and play of words we get “Fa R me” and that is the ARME or Army of Rest. It is an Army unlike all others, held in reserve, held to the price of the eye and its restoration.

For as Christ saw the light of the eye so he saw the Lord of the Rings. He saw J.R.R. Tolkien and he saw Wisdom spoken of again by men. He saw him who was the dark bot, he who was a mix of Lucifer and Satan, fall to the world we are on. He saw him fall as a lightning flash to the world of Wisdom.

She fell to his es system but she woke to the value of the dream of life. She carried the frame of the constitution in Liberty and she woke up the freedom of people in America by seeing a way of dealing with their hearts once and for all, simply by having someone tell her story.

I find it gratifying to know that I tell it in the light of history and the light of the frame of old Sauron the Dinosaur. He wasn’t a Tyranosaurus nor was he a bot then but a simple bit of leaf fallen from the corn of things lost in time. He fell to the sea and was lost until someone picked him up and carried in the form of a bug and they grew sick.

The form of his existence was darkness forever and yet from it came a stock for the sake of history and we call them movies of life.

Of course the frame of this story is smut of corn and maize was the A part of life rising out of the sea and carrying it to God who then took it to the world of men that was then and long since gone to time and wrath.

Yet God saw the future and built upon it a frame upon which I could stand and it was the pen for the smut of life.

The smut was seen as the variance of dreams because some dreams were beyond wild and they were given to us by God to show us we can share anything with him even if we cannot say it to anyone else. He takes the smut, the excrement of she who sleeps as Truth and bears it to she who is hibernating in the nodes of the core hollow of the round table earth.

There she bends down her ear to listen to this story and she marks it as wise and she says “Let it raise up Hope from the sea” and it does, not be decrees little but fair and followed by warmth for the poles. For from the poles the forms of es are carried to he who is Frost the Giant of Poles and the Giant of Dreams lost for men. He bears the price of the Poles to the sea and warms them up so they take out es and move in Est and it is the price of light and the price of the sea rising in temperatures beyond understanding.

He takes the East wind and breaks it down to its components and he builds up life for the North side of fair wind. He puts down the West winds and the East is risen out of the sea as the graves or the grav es nature of gravity and grave.

From the grav es of the graves of Calgary he builds up a stock to a new pole station which will be fair to all and fair to life by being a stock line of wealth for being a pole station means that light will be here for all time to come either in full or in part darkness for a season a year.

Thus men will be reminded for a month or so that God held them out of the darkness and brought them an eye of Hope from the seasoning of life. He bore up the frame of the darkness and carried the extra s we built upon the fin and upon the price of Pisces and we call it the age of Pisces the fish now gone from life.

Finally I bring in the light of a future article of Cha who broke the code of life by asking God for a place to sow a cord with song of the Hearts where they could make gifts in the North that would be a surprise to God. Chance became the stock of the store of Time and Time as an Elf carried the cloud of mist to the source of mystery and it broke forth in plague when men carried the seed of it, the Heart, to him as God and him as Elf like God because he was God-like in his bearing.

From him Chance stock fell as es and dark spirits bore it with gravity to the seed of darkness in Helene and she bore it back to them in stock of fram es and it was the dark chord of sound stolen from the hearts of men. They took the smut corn and broke it apart and sold the excrement as delight of life. Though it was a form of life in lots of excellence it was and will be a rarity in the future so that the taste of it will be there for those who remind themselves of its taste by seeing it in life and tasting of it to wonder “Who did this to my corn?” and it was the value of Wisdom who carried it into life to show the worm she built originally to form an alliance with the Dragon we call Time.

It was the curses of life that she carried forward to bring forth Hope and Hope bore up time and Time in prayer until she as the last of her kind, as women Leo’s, Lions from the tribes of Judah that once had been, came forth again in the light of the red heifer for it would build upon the frames of the curses in knowledge seen in these pages of life.

I walk the narrow way

in light in eye of awe

I stand and fight with iron

upon the cleave of the spear

and I bear it to the sea...

I walk in times of sorrow

in time of river bore

I carry the standard of victory

to the waving lines of y’ore

and I challenge them to rise upon the witnesses

of life that holds to Helene’s cour...

in light of Wisdom stalked upon the ears

I hear the light of Witness

and stand with God on sacred shore

and wear upon the pen the emulet

of future lines to future store

for of Times fires is born forth

an iron law in coed nature

of wood and iron wrought

came forth the mighty roar

and from frame of songs of la

comes an Army of sea and shore

in light of Wisdom

in light of Roar

the Lions of Judah stand strong

in waves of power of prayer uniting

What is yet to come...