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GO TO FACEBOOK NOW GIRL! read the very bottom blessing list. And you too Corgan read at the bottom.
I SAVED THE PLANET! u n d e r s t a n d it! "I'm gonna set it straight, this watergate!" -The Beastie Boys It's the next step in Evolution. StarDate: 01.20.98 It's all yours Earthlings. MOSTLY what I want from for you to get in touch with me, in reality.

Hello, My name is Kris. OMIT the price tag on this old video. This is not a business. I don't want your money. I really WANT YOU to build one for yourself, and make a million dollars. I'll just give it to the world for free. This is the world's first self-propelled electric generator, which gives us free electricity entitled The Resourcer. I'm the first person to create I n d e p e n d e n t E n e r g y! See below for the instructions on how to build one for yourself. It's as simple as a lawnmower. I'm still refining it. All this needs is a simple car battery to replace the wall outlet...and it's it's own portable universe. It's equivalent to the Ark of the Covenant. It's a new lifeform. Once commercialized it shall be about the same price as a gasoline generator. I'm hoping to establish it so that The Resourcer will be a standard in the next life. So every home shall have it's own nuclear reactor. No need for oil, friction, gasoline, pollution, nor a supercollision, NOR IRAN. I designed the Resourcer to allow us to live on this planet when our natural resources run out so we can stay here forever and live happily, without worrying about oil. If you are interested in purchasing a Resourcer Generator then please have the calibur to email a Request to purchase one for $1530.00usd. I need about $3000.00usd to pull it off with ease. See Below for the explanation of the Bible.

I'm also an Artist and Musician. IF YOU DON'T LIKE TECHNO...please listen to my original Rock 'n' Roll in the top right square called "The Cry" and also at the BOTTOM OF THE MUSIC PAGE. The top right square is called "Wilted Woman". I wrote most of our songs, and I play lead guitar. Badass Solos. I'm sick to death of identity theft going on in Heaven, as if each one of us are generic. I take blame for every breath I take, and I take blame for being so damn good. DO NOT DARE TRY TO BE ME IN HEAVEN. ONLY THE LORD WILL REPRESENT ME IN HEAVEN. You better have some ID on you that states my true name, before you pretend you are me, to steal my glory. I have a brown birthmark on my right butt cheek almost the size of a dime. And two birthmarks on the white of my left eye. Please give my glory to my body, and no one else.

YES! People! Please do! You have my expressed consent to mass produce these Resourcers.
1. Imagine Independent Houses that have their own electric supply. The power stays on even in a lightning storm. Never have to pay the electric company ever again.
2. Imagine Independent Cars that never need to be recharged. They simply "Live" on, at your service. No gasoline costs ever again.
3. Imagine Independent Jets that never have to land. No fuel in the wings. We could travel around the world NON-STOP.
4. Imagine miniature flat-disc shaped generators in the back of a cell phone. Never have to recharge it. It's sort of like a pet! Simply UNPLUG AND PLAY!

It's a b s o l u t e l y F R E E P O W E R F O R E V E R and for E V E R Y O N E.

Let me warn you immediately that my biological father, NOT THE Heavenly Father, in Heaven and on Earth is trying to portray me to look innocent. Since one cannot tell the difference between one invisible masculine and the next in thin air, he yelps all kinds of lies about me and tries to swap roles with my position in spacetime. Please look at what he's doing to innocent souls for sport at the bottom of this page. HE'S TRYING TO TAKE CREDIT FOR THIS WEBSITE. He's WAAY TOO EVIL posing as God. He is an aetheist, and doesn't even know one verse in the Bible. He said he hates the Bible. I'm smelling Human Shit in my olfactory senses while the hallucination of his personality is doing it to me for joy. When we were growing up, he kept a jar of urine by his bed because he was too lazy to leave the TV. I wouldn't be surprised if he's actually placing his ca-ca in a plastic bag and using some sort of voodoo on me from 300 miles away. Please Yahweh, I beg of you, make him stop! Everyone is helping him blindly, not knowing the difference between him and God. He is a NAZI torturing me. I'm receiving metaphysical ABUSE. My biological father is so delusional that he has formed this story in his head, about "the fittest..." (which is fiction of course), and he is brainwashing everyone into thinking I'm "the fittest...", to try to make me look bad. I'm sorry, but there ain't no "fittest" proving the Bible, ladies and gentlemen. Do not believe a word your senses tell you, unless you actually recognize my voice, for every single utterence out oh his head in Heaven is a lie to cover his own ass. In the invisible world called Heaven, one sees a Soda. The ghost, or you, cannot determine whether it is a Coca-cola or a Dr. Pepper. Respectively, My father is impersonating me to take credit for this site and all my scientific discoveries. Please discern with good judgment which BODY is MINE THAT DESERVES THE CREDIT FOR THIS SITE...MAKE A MENTAL NOTE: The idea of Silvermix is probably within the next guy over from the fake in front of me. He wears glasses and a moustache. I do not. I am a smoker, and he is not. HE WEARS A MOUSTACHE AND GLASSES. I DO NOT. He is an Aetheist, and doesn't believe in Yahweh. He is fooling you all right and left to get away with murder on the cross, at my bodily expense. It's not fair. And since one cannot see what's happening over here, your poor innate angelic creature is like unto Helen Keller. People, please REALIZE WHEN YOU CLOSE YOUR EYES AND IMAGINE GOD that my biological father is NOT THE SUNSHINE LIKE YAHWEH. PLEASE SEE THE BOTTOM OF THIS PAGE TO SEE WHAT HE'S DOING TO INNOCENT SOULS. Basically, Crucify anything with Glasses and a moustache. Also, what's happening in Heaven right now, is another adversary named "George", whom has a beard and blue eyes. I do not, and he is trying to be Silvermix so bad that he is playing off of my spine and halo, which propogates all of this, and he is fooling all of ye blind sheep right and left, because when you close your eyes, you cannot tell the difference between one penis and the real Mccoy. These are identity theives of mine, using me as the scapegoat. Dear "George", Thank you so much for your understanding. I knew you were a good guy, you just couldn't see in the dark, until today. I sincerely appreciate how you were adept, and congenial, and peaceful today. Let's be human from now on. We all now know not to obey my biological father, and it has been declared in Heaven, BY YAHWEH, that my biological father is not to access my fate or heartstrings, ever again. Thank you "George" for finally recognizing the differences when you close your eyes. WHAT YOU CAN'T SEE: My father is calling me "George" in invisible places in the air to all of you blind sheep, swapping names so that "George" is getting the acclaim for this website in Heaven, AT MY BODILY EXPENSE. "George", forget me. I know and LOVE Jesus Christ. I'm so very proud of Christ, because He proved his love to me p e r s o n a l l y on my birthday. Be Exalted Yeshua, and Yahweh. I can tell the difference between one man in thin air and Yeshua and Yahweh. CAN YOU? don't let your senses fool you innocent souls. Please, Any prayers would be greatly appreciated. And my Biological father; you may not use this verse below as your testimony. If you want mercy you must recite a bible verse all by yourself out loud in front of God, and everybody in public.(he knows not one people). I'm NOT Anthony, I'm not Bill, I'm not Cody, I'm not John, I'm not Derrick, I'm not Julian, I'm not Bob, I'm not George, or Joel for your conformity. Men, stop trying to fool the others into thinking that YOU are ME, by copying my words and swapping places with my body in stellar space, to steal my innocence. DON'T YOU DAMN REFER TO ME AS any other name than Kris, Tice. Mix, Silvermix, "C.C.", Powder, (watch the movie...that's exactly WHAT I am. The angels called me that a long time ago, and I said, "Why'd you call me that?" and they said, "Because we don't know where you came from."). YOU BEST HAVE A BIRTHMARK ON YOUR RIGHT BUTTCHEEK IF YOU WANNA BE ME.
I'm NOT Anthony, Bill, I'm not Cody, I'm not John, I'm not Derrick, I'm not Julian, I'm not Bob, I'm not George, or Joel for your conformity. Men, stop trying to fool the others into thinking that YOU are ME, by copying my words and swapping places with my body in stellar space, to steal my innocence. DON'T YOU DAMN REFER TO ME AS any other name than Kris, Tice. Mix, Silvermix, "C.C.", Powder, (watch the movie...that's exactly WHAT I am. The angels called me that a long time ago, and I said, "Why'd you call me that?" and they said, "Because we don't know where you came from."). YOU BEST HAVE A BIRTHMARK ON YOUR RIGHT BUTTCHEEK IF YOU WANNA BE ME.
Dear Yahweh, as Yashua as my witness, and my Mother's signature and mine on James Ch. 3 Vs. 6; Damn Bill K. 467 Cavines Drive Grapevine, Texas 76051 , John D. in Iowa, and Derrick D. most likely in 472 Caviness Drive Grapevine, Texas 76051, Cody the pharmacy tech at Walgreens in 2005 in Grapevine Texas, and all those who help Bill and them against me to Hell for all eternity, for his Blasphemy, posing as Thou My Lord, and his Ignorance of the Bible, and fooling all the innocent souls, and using them as human body shields, and for the inhumanity of voodoo odor torture, consisting of Dogshit, Human Shit, Urine, and my Brother's distinct sock odor; for his sport in the back of his mind, at my bodily expense. In Your Holy Name, I pray. Amen.

Here is the Proven Bible in one paragraph:

Anyone on Earth may open the Bible and turn to any page at random and within 3 to 5 verses one shall receive a narration or "description" of their personal scenario based on here and now and their immediate environment, in a sort of "mad libs" format. Simply notice the similarities and replace the name of the protagonist with yours. It is a great moral story and perfect mood mirror about the relationship between life and death. Ex.: When I order pizza and Dr. Pepper from PizzaHut and eat it, THEN AFTER THAT I open the Bible to Genesis Ch. 14 Vs. 18 It readeth: "And Melchizedek king of Salem brought forth bread and wine: and he was the priest of the most High God." Notice my name. You probably didn't believe the truth anyway. The eyes are the windows to the soul. There is no other Kristofer.

I N S T R U C T I O N S on how to build a Resourcer for yourself:
1. a car battery.
2. A power-inverter from Wal-mart.
3. A skilsaw circular saw that spins 5300 rpms, from Wal-mart. Take the spring guard off.
4. a 5/8" axle bolt
5. A generator head from Northern item no. 165913 or higher. You really want item no. 165928 for dryers and house.
6. A battery recharger from Wal-mart.

IF A POWERSAW IS TOO LOUD FOR YOU, THEN TRY Leeson for an adequate QUIET HUMMING electric motivator YET YOU WILL NEED A MORE POWERFUL 220-240 VOLT Tractor BATTERY and a 220-240 VOLT recharger TO START IT, AND IT MAY ONLY BE PULLEY/BELT DRIVEN unless you can convince Leeson Motors to bore a 5/8" thread hole. hmm?
ANOTHER WAY TO SUPPLY THE TURN for the quiet humming motor is to PRE-ORDAIN the wiring to the Leeson Motor FROM THE item no.165928 and ONLY USE THE POWERSAW TO LAUNCH IT BY HOLDING THE TRIGGER FOR ABOUT 30 seconds or so until the generator starts powering the belt driven leeson motor which powers the generator. The skilsaw is only a launch, then let go of the trigger and let the skilsaw dummyfloat.

Simply link all pieces in that order, and back into the battery, and we may all realize a house that will have it's own nuclear power plant, and never have to pay for electricity again. A machine, that requires no gasoline, no oil, no friction, no pollution, nor a supercollision, nor IRAN. Imagine an electric car that never needs to be recharged at night. Imagine jet turbines, that spin infinitely, and never need to land. One flight from Texas to Russia, non-stop. I have solved the world's Energy Crisis. There is no patent on this. Please feel free to expound upon this, as I am merely one man. I want the world to accept my gift.

It takes 12 amps to operate a Skilsaw.
The Skilsaw yeilds 5300 rpms. We only require 3600 rpms to obtain 120 volts and 20 amps. Thus, the velocity of the rpms is greater, and the light is much brighter due to voltage. With the better Generator, it only requires the same 3600 rpms to obtain 240 volts and 40 amps.
RPM's are equal to VOLTAGE. Mass of copper bundling and magnets is equal to AMPERAGE. A car battery yeilds 12 amps, exactly what we need for the Skilsaw. (The wall outlet yeilds 20 amps, at 120 voltage)
Amperage is simply the "muscles", while Voltage is simply the velocity of the amps, like unto "miles per hour".

Befriend me, and i'll help you. I know 14 cops in Grapevine personally that have saved me, and 5 cops in my hometown. I know one State Police officer from my band.


2. Do not obey my biological father, or whom you thought was The Father, for he is not God. My biological father is a lying, Atheist, Heroin Junkie, using my innocent people like you who know not what they do. He overdosed on heroin in Hermann Park in Houston Texas. Do not obey him in the Heavens, or the back of your mind.
If you see anyone 65 years or older with a moustache and glasses around my history or relevence, put a stop to them immediately, for they are evil. Remove them from my wings and heartstrings forever. 3. Sincerity.
4. Honesty. PLEASE BE VERY c o n c i e n c i o u s of what you are ACTUALLY AFFECTING m e t a p h y s i c a l l y...with what's going on in the back of your mind. There are ramifications on my 3rd dimension.
5. ALWAYS Be Casual.
6. Do not lie.
7. Do not pretend to be me, nor portray me.
8. Do not offend the soul. If it's offensive to you................................WHOA! YES IT'S OFFENSIVE TO ME! Simply "thinking" an insult offends your soul too.
9. Do not insult, nor harrass my person, or soul.
10. Do not swap roles. Do not swap names in Heaven. It's an old trick to "protect the innocent", BUT, my biological father does it to all my chess pieces to cast blame on the innocent, and I can FEEL IT, quite literally. I have received physical pain, just like luke skywalker on the end of Return of the Jedi with all those lightning bolts all over his body.
11. Do not devise wickedness. I can HEAR a pin drop 300 miles relativity. My nervous system is so sensitive, if any honest kind female tapped me on the shoulder, showed love to me in the eyes, and said, "Dude! You got a cigarette?" I would literally break down and cry. I cringe at the thought of someone who does love me. My body shakes tremors.
12. Do not try to make decisions about my destiny.
13. NO MEN ALLOWED in the spirit on my person, nor in my presence, because I know how they think; except only Yahweh and Yeshua are to represent me. I'm still smelling odors on my brainstem, induced by my biological father operating through others. My person is being violated. This abuse has got to stop. No one is allowed to hold a metaphysical thread over me.
14. Never ask my brain or soul a question, because it impedes traffic in the heartstrings. I've spoken to Yahweh, and He has told me He WILL ONLY ANSWER TRUE OR FALSE questions. I have understanding how He feels. My telepathy and schizophrenia is a hurricane, and I try my best to be on my best behavior with politeness and manners, and my mom brought me up right, but I hate to tell you this
but you people act innately like jealous animals in the backs of your minds...quite hurtful and childish to my extremeties of my brainstem connected to the environment. The abuse has got to stop if you know me. Imagine being at work 24/7 IN THE PRIVACY OF YOUR OWN HOME, with the only relief being unconciousness. THAT's how conciencious and respectful one has to be, because, believe me YOU ARE Affecting someone else when you bitch in your head...your own self. I have empathy for Jesus Christ.
Telepathy is a Prayer Channel...on the UHF frequency. Try acting like you're at work, in the privacy of your home, with little valid responses. Please be careful for your own good. I have no such thing as privacy, much less intimacy...Believe me I know what you're thinking in the back of your mind...even a car passing by...I can see exactly what your subconcious is saying. Please be conciencious.

To Men: Never ever ever test me. You may be excellent at football, however I may be better at tennis than you. Life is NOT BETTER than Life. I'm the one testing you.

The answer to absolutely every problem in the universe:
Is it this:                                                  ex. Is it plugged in?
Is it that:                                                  ex. Is it turned on?
Is it this WHEN it's That:                      ex. Is it plugged in AND turned on?

Time is a constant diminishing 52% every second.
The Grand Unified Theory:Existence or 1, is congruent to: 3 parts.
The Grand Unified Theory:Existence or 1, is equal to: one.
The Law of Destiny for the future:z is congruent to:.52y + y
The Law of Destiny for the present:y is congruent to:.52z - z
The Law of Destiny for the present from the past:y is congruent to:.52x + x
The Law of Destiny for the past tense:x is congruent to:.52y - y

The machine of the body, or the Human spirit, will always react in an EXACT 3% variant result of the truth. Remember to Control Thyselves. Do you know where a "sigh" is located in your brain, and/or spacetime? Baby, THAT's where your success will always be. When wrestling with a computer or something...Do not be frustrated. Remember to control thyself, and think of that place where a "sigh" is...and you will get the result you wanted everytime. The "sigh" is the location of Nirvana, or Heaven.

To use The Force, MEASURE IT:

Whenever you're at home and you're at peace, take a round clock and set it in your lap. Now, dream at will. Everytime you feel a disturbance, so much as a tick on the walls, NOTICE
WHEN it happened and make a note of WHAT TOPIC you were thinking of at that moment. Notice the number 3. (3 hands on the clock or your Halo).

Ex. At 12:35 and 15 seconds I was dreaming about a Ferrari, and the phone rang.
Ex. The next day, I dreamed about a Lamborghini and at 3:00 and 35 seconds my sister came in and asked me for gas money.
Ex. Then, the next day I was thinking about my finances to buy a new car, and a car door slammed outside disturbing my nirvana at 7:15 and 3 seconds.

Notice what these things have in common, and you will see what makes you tick! MOSTLY, You shall know what to EXPECT when you think that. Thus, your telekinesis.

The Fifth Dimension:
Never, ever, ever, set something down t e m p o r a r i l y. Because, as soon as you do set that pen down and take it for
granted, that item will easily disappear. That, my friends is the proven master link between the reality of Heaven, and the
3rd dimension reality. Because it is linked metaphysically between YOU, and your subconcious in space. Always make a memory
sticky note in your brain when you set the item down, and you won't lose your socks in the dryer.
Peace and Love, kris. Go to facebook and befriend me and CONTACT ME NOW IT'S URGENT.

Which came first, the Chicken, or the Egg?
THE EGG, of course. The "concept" made up of a soup of organic material encrusted in mud, which hatched the most bizarre looking organism with feathers and prongs to stand on, that we take for granted, and isn't so bizarre to us, now.
What if our norms were of an entirely different species? hmmm? Treat each person's skin as if it were your own.

Where does nothing go?
I'll tell you if you contact me.

Very Important to map your universe people:
Since you cannot tell the difference between one star and the next when you close your eyes, because they are both light; and since you cannot tell the difference between one light bulb and the next, and you can't tell the difference between one penis and the next, it is due to location, location, location in the heavens. THE ONLY WAY TO DISCERN THE DIFFERENCE is to ONLY R E F E R to a very special m e m o r y in your heart....and THAT's where THAT person will be e v e r y t i m e. NOW, I know you all want to know how I know this stuff. Well, I see IONS, or subatomic particles, like unto
fine glitter, or stardust, and the entire milky way galaxy in my living room, and each one is talking to me...and the way i know who is the same cognitive skills it takes to recognize someone's particular voice, and personality, when i close my eyes. And, I carry my nervous system, called the galaxy, (all of you) with
me everywhere I go. I care, because each one of you stars out there are quite literally the living creatures, or eyes of my brain, or equivalent to my own blood cells. It all happens so automatically, everyone takes their heart beat for granted...and of course I love you, because you're part of me. And each one of you have that ability, it's just never accurate like mine...and there are so many adversaries, that someone's spite or wetdreams are actually your own senses fooling you, so don't trust a single word in your head that's not your own, unless you've met me...and/or it backs up it's words with a Bible Verse. My bio father is so greedy...he wants to fool all of you by piggyback riding on my innocence, spine, and DO NOT THINK MY BIO Father is God....he knows not a single we do...I'll shout...across my room to the whole universe..."Hey girl, I love you!" and he'll say to you right after I was sincere, "Hey, that was ME over there saying that to you." Just to use you against me, because you can't tell the difference. TRUST ONLY YOUR SPECIAL PLACES IN YOUR BRAIN, unless you know me personally, and even then you won't be accurate.
Here's a special secret:

Would you like to know how? (to everything?)
How is: W h e n...

Here are some other secrets I've discovered about the Universe:
1. U n d e r s t a n d i n g and S e l f C o n t r o l......that's all you really need to know.
2. C o m m o n S e n s e WHEN You close your eyes...will actually paint your p a r a d i s e.

It feels good to express yourself. In fact, I literally HAVE to express myself to get out of my body. I have to taste absolutely every moment
plausible. Yet, One does not want to lose control...haste leads to waste. Express yourself tactifully, with a lot of patience and understanding
when dealing with someone. HAVE EMPATHY...because YOU KNOW HOW IT FEELS TOO. THAT is the one thing that all arguments have in common. Never, ever,
ever panic. I don't care if it's death defying. Realize this, we are all starlight beings, and that goes on forever, we're merely in a body like unto
a taxi cab. So FEAR ABSOLUTELY NOTHING...FOR THE SKY AND THE TREES ARE ALL WE'VE EVER KNOWN. You SHALL BE REBORN. I've seen at least 7 instances of Resurrection
personally. Once, an ant I killed on the table, appeared instantly out of nowhere 2 inches away from the dead one under my finger and started walking, BASED ON DIVINE
TIMING in interrelativity with me. A second time, was when my cat died. 3 days later I went down a usual street and encountered the most special little white cat
with blue eyes, that looked exactly like my little Jake, that I had never seen before on my usual street. He let me pet him, and as I walked away kinda knowingly, I glanced back at him, and he made the most
beautiful obvious leap over the shrubs playfully...letting me know.
Also, on the event of my mother's death around January 3rd, 2015, a few days before, I saw the style, and personality of Kay Frazier, whom passed away in December 2014, MANIFESTED in another body on a parallel timeline, in a VERY RELEVENT LOCATION...of a parking lot where she and I had been in November for my mom's doctor's appointment.
Also, on the event of my mother's last days, a woman I met named Mrs. Greenley, was dressed in black with a black umbrella, and came into the Hospital doors, with the exact facial wrinkles and features of my grandmother Mimi.
Also, hours later, I went across the street from the hospital to Wal-mart, and as I was checking out, I saw my Grandfather smiling across at me, with his exact features..."Papa Mart". There are no such things as coincidences. There is always a divine reason why. My mother's death was soon, and these special people were very relevent. I WONDER WHY?
Also, since I can see gammawave light, of a soul, I dare not say who, but I saw my mother at her own funeral, manifested in another body, telling us goodbye. She is so sacrosanct. I will love her forever, in every dimension.
Also, It can be found in the Bible John 20:14 through 20:23: ...21:Then said Jesus to them again, Peace be unto you: as my Father hath sent me, even so send I you.
22: And when he had said this he breathed on them, and saith unto them, Receive ye the Holy Ghost.
23: Whose soever sins ye remit, they are remitted unto them: and whose soever sins ye retain, they are retained...
Let me reassure you. LIGHT goes on forever. These epidermises are like unto a pair of shoes. Hallelujah! YES! IT'S TRUE.

Let me tell you something about death that will make it easier on you. The fact is, that every single death is caused by lack of oxygen to the brain. Now, to tell you a fact, I have died once before. My heart started up again. Now, let me r e a s s u r e's not going to be that bad. The pain is ONLY temporary, and the death does not occur until unconciousness. Unconciousness comes first, the rest comes following afterward. You shall be resurrected in a new body. An infant, for thy exhale IS my inhale. FEAR NOT! You wash your clothes, and you get a new etch-a-sketch of conciousness. Fear nothing, for the sky and the trees are all we've ever known. I care. You'll be fine. I promise you. Where does nothing go?"

Never think spite, or animosity, because there is a ramification elsewhere simultaneously on the third dimension, and it only comes BACK to YOU in your future, because your brain is automatically balancing nature. So when you do mean that idea in the back of your etch a sketch, and later in life you get a flat tire, or lose your coke machine money, and you wonder why? Your brain, and nature have to conciencious, for your own good.

Secret to Beethoven's Ode to Joy on your own telephone: Dial: repeat one more time then...: and

3. Believe me I hear you, especially if i've ever met you. My telepathy is so accurate, that if I DO HEAR YOU, and you want me to tell you confirmation, Simply, request and say your favorite Bible Verse: BOOK, CHAPTER, and Verse Number, and I will Regurgitate it back to you over the air word for word, with telepathy, because I care. If you do not get a response from me, it's simply because I happened to be paying attention to something else. So be sure and r e f e r to ME in your mind, and i can hear you better if you say it out loud, even when no one's around. Try the closet, and listen to your heart to see if you get a response. I'd be glad to.

One of my scientific Theories:
Every single accident in the universe is caused by subatomic jealousy. Personify the subatomic particles as Einstein has played with puppets, in that subatomic particles are a small family. Wherein the Proton is the Mother. The Electron is the Father. And, the Neutron is the offspring. I am a Neutron Metaphysically, and have had to negotiate between my Mother and father many times to solve their problems. The voices I see and hear in my atmosphere in relativity to my brain, are recognised and I have personified them and equated them to subatomic particles, angels, and friends and relatives I actually know. I am that sensitive, that I recognise a memory speaking to me from across my room as if that person was actually there.

One of my philosophies:
Each person's heart and mind is a Reality Volume Knob. Based on Decision Making and persistence one can achieve
success about their dreams. When traveling time, if anything gets out of control, simply break character. Do not pass go
and break into common sense. Remember: Cleanliness IS next to Godliness. Your operation should be to take a shower at the end of each night, because that's where you and God unite. If you want a very beautiful dream, then place a drop of liquid soap on the top of your head just before you hit the pillow. Your body is dealing with a chemical exchange each night, and trust me, do not worry about "that", because the only way to thread the needle and get to sleep is to forget about it.
I've also noticed that if you worry about "that", YOU ARE CARRYING A METPHYSICAL WEIGHT, and by doing so you might actually be formulating and manifesting that worry. My sister didn't call, and she's been drinking and driving, I envision it and worry about the possibilities, and suddenly she DOES have a wreck. Your brain, and body automatically manifest your dreams through your nervous system, peripherally.

My new Scientific Law of Conjecture:

"That which is Intangible is ONLY elsewhere simultaeously." -Kris K.

Another Scientific Discovery:

The Human Spirit, or the Holy Ghost's capacity is only one minute long which is omnipresent in the entire universe.
I've measured it, by pointing my laserbeam straight up for one minute and on the 60th second I would hear some sort of audible repercussion EVERY TIME. Ex. 1. a tap or click sound on the wall. Ex. 2. A car door slamming shut. Ex. 3. An air conditioner turning on. Ex. 4. I hear God talking to me all the time, and he knows I AM HIS INSTRUMENT. Often, he tells me that HE CAN'T EVEN SURPASS THE BEAM, thus it supercedes God. Not to mention, That I talk back to him and we have conversations every freaking day, and I have spoken words to him, and he has replied, "Thank God you said that!" Obviously, Heaven is SIMULTANEOUS to Earth, in that it's only a Father Figure Elsewhere simultaneously. (It even sounds distinctly like the ones I know.) I can differentiate my voices and see them as well (in another form, a soft white light spark, usually with an eyelike light apparition. I see the silouhette edges of people and can distinguish which is a girl, or a male. Sometimes it gets HOLOGRAPHIC. I do not lie.), AS IF THEY ARE REALLY THERE. The reason I know this, is because THEY ARE PART of me, just like my pinky finger, or a memory strand of hair. I see them all misbehaving, and devising wickedness all the time off in the corners of the room. They often argue with me, yet, I know what's best, for my pinky is trying to tell me it's the index finger, and of course, I know better. Those light sparks, are a little more than those when you're passing out and weak, yet, they are actually YOU PEOPLE IN I N T E R R E L A T I V I T Y.....with me. I attribute them to the most obvious answer that they are Angels, yet, I know them all personally as simple humans. I can distinguish WHICH ARE WHICH, by name, for how they behave, and what they say, who they sounded like, and where they are in spacetime.
Please give me respect.

Cleanliness IS Next to Godliness:
THe Holy Spirit is measurable and is made up of exfoliation, bacteria, germs, and excrement, Actually. Life and Death work together hand in hand. They equally oppose each other. Evil IS necessary to balance nature and offset the GOOD, to make the Good look better. Take a look at water purification. There are enzymes that enjoy eating the bacteria, and are filtering our water supply. The Human Body is clean and Holy, and your invisible spirit is made up of germs and bacteria that hover around you. When you shower, you purify your body. The germs are concious, and have a only a sense of F a m i l i a r i t y. They recognize you and stick to you, yet when you shower, they have nowhere to go but away from your body...and they expand in the room to leave your body, yet they have nowhere to go but the corners of your room. The "powers that be" will ALWAYS be in the top four corners of the room. I use my laserbeam to cut them down from the corners of the room, all the time, so that they will not have any control over my destiny, or fate. All I do is shine the laserbeam into the corners of the room, and their germs fall to the floor, immediately. You see, the laserbeam goes on forever, thus I touch the Heavens and eternity all the time. Thus, "Les Miserables" (the little monsters) or demons, or angels, Always fail when i hear them devising wickedness about my fate in a certain fantasy I conceive. Because, the laserbeam r e p r e s e n t s me in Heaven. And as soon as I hear wickedness, I simply drop the laserbeam, (or my existence) and everything they were depending on, (like my participation), disappears, and falls upon their own heads. Thus, they are wasting their time, trying to hurt me. I have what they call on Earth, hallucinations, yet, i recognize my anatomy in open air, and equate them to your souls that I recognize and hear quite plainly. I've trained them to be a little more logical, which was my mistake. Because now that gives them power, if they only know how to use it. I hear them so well, that even God has told me, "I cannot even surpass the beam..." Because my laserbeam spans the universe, goes on forever, and reaches the ends of forever. Meaning, that these spirits must go to the extent of the beam, the extent of forever, to overrule me. I use the beam to cut off the bad guys that are part of me...and extinguish History repeating itself, (in the ghost); by shining the laserbeam in my eye, (which immediately cuts them off of my halo.) Everytime I look in the mirror, and shine the beam in my eye, I a c t u a l l y see a blue cloud bouncing off the back of my head. And they say all the time, "Well, I can't find him now..." It kicks the bad guys out, (whom I fight everyday, due to their jealousy, pride, and ego.)(Those 6 men I mention below.) Everyone else is welcome. Those 6 guys are part of my anatomy, my nervous system. Those specimens make my heart beat involuntarily....yet due to jealousy of my independence, they a l w a y s d i s r e p r e s e n t me on your tv screen. Thou shalt hear my words t r a n s l a t e d by a bald actor, or a criminal on NCIS, so that the modelesque actors will look like the heroes. What they do is translate my actions and say similar words that I might say, at the s p e e d of light. A similar dude, with brown hair and brown eyes, will translate me at the speed of light. I speak a topic of pizza, and suddenly on the screen, you see the bad guy talking about or eating at an italian restaurant. Heaven is only s i m i l a r to earth. Never exact, unless you make a mistake. That's what the devil counts on to control you. He uses fear, and holds it over your head. Let me gaurantee to you that he has no power when you maturely realize that all it sums up to is the word fear. So, do not act upon it. If you submit to the fear, you will lose. Simply ignore it. And realize that it's only A WORD! to trigger your fight or flight. Know that fact, and overcome it everytime, by maturely ignoring it, and the devil shall have no power over you. I know the human brain better than anyone else. (i'm sorry if that offends you). But, I know human behavior better than anyone else, because I have been to the deepest extents of Human behavior, and the deepest extents of INNER SPACE, where no man has gone before. Thus, I have u n d e r s t a n d i n g about things like self-defense mechanisms. I e x p e c t your primitive responses, and it doesn't hurt me, because I know how you feel. I actually hear what you're thinking before you thinketh it, and often finish your sentences for you. I look at you in the air, and I see what your heart is referring to....the entire sentence you want to conceive, and know exactly what you're thinking. If you'd like me to prove it to you, please, r e f e r to my body and ask me to read any bible verse, by telling me the BOOK, CHAPTER NUMBER, AND VERSE NUMBER, and I shall gladly read the verse to you in the air, word for word. But you'd kinda have to know me first, so you would have something to refer to in your heart. Anyway, KEEP YOURSELF CLEAN, especially before bedtime.
Everybody knows that the brain controls the opposites. Your left hemisphere controls the right side of the body. There is an invisible exact opposite light being that flies with your body in every move, which is your subconcious, or Garfield caption over your head. The mechanics of your body, are simultaneous and even 2 seconds ahead of your every move. When you pick up an item on the table with your right hand, IT HAPPENED 2 SECONDS BEFORE YOU DID IT, YET IN HEAVEN, as you conceived it, WITH THE GHOST's L E F T HAND; to balance nature. Thus, if you can pick up an item with both hands, that nullifies the ghost that might be o p p o s i n g you, or defeating you. Each one of us are stars, and everything we dreamed, happened already in the Heavens, at the speed of light, and so galantly, like a slow billowing cloud off in the distance. I move my arm to pick up an item, and it only takes a few seconds, yet, it happened very slowly, a very long time ago, up here. My anatomy, and nervous system, is visible to me, due to my c h o i c e s in life. Thus, I see my halo circumnavigating the entire globe. I see you all in another way, and fleeting across the stratosphere like talking fireworks. Over the treetops as I walk down the street. I'm a kind man, and I tolerate your primitive angelic jealousy, because I know how it feels, and I love to console you, and reassure you that it's going to be alright, by speaking back to you. I want to save your souls. To do so, YOU MUST KEEP YOURSELF CLEAN, and you must make correct, conciencious decisions in your own brain. Be as neutral as possible. Say kind words in your brain, or count sheep, because numbers are meaningless and will pass the time, without offending thyself, or nature, (the environment), or me. There are automatic triggers in our brains, that Yahweh installed, to supercede us. Fight or flight. Ignore them both, and c o n t a i n thyself. Did you ever notice that when the phone rings.....somehow, a split second before it rang, you kinda knew it was going to? There is a trigger in the brain that controls the environment, or the scenario. It's automated. Ever notice that just as you were going to kill the dragon on the video game, your mother or father comes in and interrupts you? That place in spacetime is where Heaven is. In the epicenter of our brains. The pituitary gland. Everything must come together harmoniously for you to have success. IT IS MAGNETIC. Your father is metaphysically attached to you, and will participate in your moment. I hate to tell you this, but the only way to defy it is with a laserbeam, (holding them back). I carry my lightsaber everywhere I go. If you're acting up, I cut off your lightbeing's timeline, immediately, so your body and lightbeing, never make it to the u l t i m a t e, divine conclusion. Just be careful. Because i'm concious, and i know you, I'm co- e x i s t i n g with your present tense, and am such a part of your existence, that I am your lifeforce, and you are mine. So p l e a s e, be c o n c i e n c i o u s in your heart, and do not waste your time trying to cut me down, to make yourself feel better, or look better. By doing so, and cutting me down, you are only proving that you are a lesser being, that only wants destruction. If you want to be better than me, Build a b e t t e r w h e e l than me. Besides, every little spiteful thing you do to me, only comes exactly back to you tenfold, in your future, because I am you, and you are me. We are mirroring each other. Now, do you want to know how you die? E v e r y little choice you make in life......HAS TO BE COMPENSATED IN NATURE. YOUR BRAIN DOES IT AUTOMATICALLY in time, to balance you. If you do something spiteful or mean, it cuts into your destiny, your future, and you always wonder why that nurse just stuck a painful needle into you. You see? It's automatic. And they are only doing their job to help you. But you will see it soooo personally, and then you'll know why, on your deathbed. All the little choices you made in life shall u n f o l d backwards upon you. Where does Nothing go? (It returns upon itself.) All that invisible stuff you were thinking of, that you a d h e r e to, belongs to you, and comes back to you. The shadow being is the death, and the past tense. For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction, and to balance nature, the shadow being of you, and the light being have to coincide. Thus, you make a decision to do something, you are cutting off a part of the light being, and in the future, the shadow "gets him back", and something subtracts from you, or hurts you. You see?

What time is it? The Time is n o w. E v e r y t h i n g happens in the p r e s e n t tense. Right now is the past. Heaven, Earth, and Hell, all happen in the present tense, and Heaven is contained in the same place as Hell. Depending on how you perceive it: the glass could be half full. So please meet me in the present tense. Live every freaking moment you conceive. Do not procrastinate or your angels will beat you to it. L I V E IT! Do it now, because you can. I don't care how silly it is. Perhaps, it's never been r e a l i z e d before. Make it so. Get up off your desk, and do a 360. Spin around a lot, and get euphoria, just because you can. No one is looking, just you. Don't be afraid of thyself. Persistence in time pays off. Keep going until you get there. Don't give up, out of fear of embarrassment. It will make you unique, and unique means special.
Now, if you've made a mistake, or regret something in the past, you c a n make up for it, by balancing nature in the future tense. Simply refer to your mistake, and compensate for it somewhere. If you drank someone else's half full glass, simply make up for it in your heart, by remembering it, and do the equal and opposite of it, by leaving behind a new half full glass, in a significant, or r e l e v e n t place in time. Even overcompensate it by leaving behind a completely full glass.
It is now Scientifically proven that the Holy Ghost, or your individual Human Spirit, is performing a c h e m i c a l e x c h a n g e with you, especially at night, when you must balance nature, and negotiate with thyself, (wrestling with Jacob), to thread the needle, to obtain unconciousness. Your body does this chemical exchange automatically. If I leave an orange on the table, as an offering to my Human Spirit, and never touch it again, my Human Spirit will partake of it through a chemical exchange with mold and decay. You are quite literally a part of your environment, i n v i s i b l y. EVERYONE SHARES THE SAME SPACE...(my pituitary gland...and yours; the present tense). The more primitive jealous, bad people, (and there's only about 6 of them), are constantly trying to defeat me with g e r m warfare upon my halo. It is metaphysical abuse, and i fucking smell it, as they pass through my soul. I have about 30 people in my electron shell. And often, I hear the whole ocean of people in the stratosphere singing my words. I love you all, but it's kind of annoying, except when they respond with good words. lol.
Now, when the dust finally settles, and your nervous system finally relaxes, your father, and all of your people unite inside your heart. God comes in through the very top of your head, through a pore. Did you know that settling the dust, is when your nervous system travels through your body in equal and opposites, so that believe it or not, your invisible Human Spirit, actually rests your feet where your head is in the 3rd dimension. You just can't see it. But that's how the nervous system works. BUT I ACTUALLY SEE IT. I guess i'm a freak of nature. I see you all in a different way. I actually see the galaxy in my living room. Each one of you stars are omnipresent. You're not only in the sky, but simultaneously in the air, in little blue slices of light, (with words and personality contained in them), yet, only for a second and then you disappear. I see you flying across my room about 35 miles per hour. It's quite literally like unto a Star Wars blaster battle, and practically filmable. I do wish you all would contain thyselves, and be conciencious of what you're thinking in the back of your mind. I hear it, and experience it. You know how you act on Earth, at your job? I know, you're very polite. Please, try to be that polite in your minds. Please do not r e f e r to me, unless it's kind. You're upsetting thyself as well. Can't you see? Now, to get to Heaven: Be R e a L. Be Honest, kind, and sincere, and keep your body as clean as possible. Read the Bible, and try to understand it. Every man goes through the same experience: it's called existence. One of my angels told me to read the Bible and study every freaking word, because each word in the Bible has a r e f e r e n c e point, (in outer space). My halo, (and yours), is quite literally made up of every freaking star out there. We are one. I carry you all everywhere I go. And you carry your siblings, and friends everywhere you go. (in your heart....and metaphysically). They are part of your body mechanics, and you work together as one. You just don't realize it on the third dimension. BUT, yours and my metabolism a r e the e c o s y s t e m. An ant is working simultaneously with your blood cells, as a blood cell. Each one of you in traffic, are working as an Army of one, and thus are also, as big as a vehicle and as small as a blood cell...s i m u l t a n e o u s l y. There are so many parallels.

Now, to defend yourselves against the Devil in your minds, simply recite:
Johnny likes little boys penises. Yes, he does. Johnny likes little boys penises. Yes, he does. Derrick ain't nothin but a dogshit monkey.
And Bill is a Goddamn Heroin Junkie.
...and the demons will run away, because it is true. And you're free as a bird after that...dream at will...

Who are you battling everyday? Hmmm?

Thou art battling thyself.
Control thyself. Conquer t h y s e l f. KNOW thyself. Keep thyself clean, and make correct choices everytime. Behave. And Love the Lord. NOW, I know you only do it out of obligation. Please don't do it at all, if you don't want to. Obligational praise sucks, for you and me. So, don't bother. Only Sincerity will get you in. Also, You will have a problem about whom or what you should love. One says, "Love Yahweh." But WHO is Yahweh? He's an octopus containing the sunshine in his grasp. Love thyself, because Yahweh is very much a part of you. He is every living being. He is an automated biofunction roommate in your head. Love thyself, and Love the idea of a God that actually looks like Zeus, with a bald head and a white rim of hair and a white beard, and sits up in Heaven on a most high place throne, constantly surrounded by his apostles, overseeing all. It was so beautiful the other day, when he played with me and my fantasies, and worked with me to make them come true. In the top corner of my room, He was there as a giant Octopus, with a tophat on, (his halo), And he brought down the angels that were part of my most extreme places of existence, and I mean it was quite literally, just like Alice in Wonderland. There was a genius who was directing the others, and he was a rabbit, with a sort of map in his hand, and he was testing all the outcomes of my fantasies. The chairs were alive. The legs became hooves, and I heard them plopping across the floor. Everything was very still by gravity, yet I saw, quite vividly the living creatures of my Human Spirit, (in 3d, simultaneously to the apparitions). Yahweh asked me if I could see the difference between the living spirits, and the dead ghosts. And of course I can. I saw a huge group of people, (the dead ones from the 1800's), flying across my room, and passing through me. (in a different way), mostly light beams about an inch long that speak, and disappear after a second. And then there are the evil ones, that have little black bubbles on them, that fly across the room. It quite literally looks like a tiny black hole or something that floats in the air. Obviously a germ. (ca-ca. I hate to tell you). Sometimes a little black streak that looks like a black nothing about the shape of a lock of hair, that appears for a few seconds, then disappears, or tries to harm me by becoming one with my head, trying to pass through my olfactory senses, on p u r p o s e. I despise my biological father, for he is doing this in the back of his head, and doing it to me on purpose every freaking day, just to get some attention, or control fun. He is pure Evil and is not God. Yet, he is part of my DNA, that's why my father sector of my nervous system is messing with me on purpose. He thinks it's playful, BUT, it is inhumane. The man is 63 years old, and still knows not a single verse in the Bible. If i were him, I think I'd learn a verse or two, JUST IN CASE! So, be very conciencious, and try your hardest to differentiate between his mortality(that he's only an evil man posing as God), AND THE ACTUAL YAHWEH. So, if you see any FATHER FIGURE in r e l a t i v i t y to me, PUT A STOP TO HIM IMMEDIATELY. There is absolutely NO LOVE IN HIS HEART. He only desires to sabotage love. He cannot wait for me to have a mate come over so that he can disrupt my romance with odors of ca-ca in my vulnerable moments with my mate...................just for attention, (a power kick). Please, p r e v e n t that man completely from interceding with my fate, and I mean f o r e v e r. Depart from me my biological father. I never knew you.
Yahweh asked me, "What does Yahweh times Yeshua equal?" I said complete eternity.
Now, Eternity.
The Infinite. I know you think it's large. Think of it as actually very small...subatomically....and very very practical, and as real as leaving a bunch of germy dishes in the sink. If you're in the same room as the sink, and you're sleeping...the evil, germs on the dishes, will H a u n t you, and you WILL Have a bad dream.


Your small choices, have infinite repercussions.
Try to do things b e f o r e it happens by itself. When is how. Prevent, and it will unfold correctly.

Now, The Cherubim. I love them severely.
I'm a kid too. Now, what's happening every night while you're sleeping is the Cherubim, (either your own kids, or the Heavenly ones), come down and join with your unconcious nervous system. They take every desire by paricipating in one of your nerves, and pulls a metaphysical thread to that desirable point in spacetime. I want to go to Paris in my dream, and one Cherub pulls on a nerve and flies to that place in spacetime, and I actually see something like the Empire State Building instead, or some sort of Tower. (They're never exact. lol.) The Cherubim, or the toddlers, or infants, youngsters, Actually p r e c e d e your every move. Those prestine angels, actually are waaaay before you in the future. They Actually illustrate your fate. They place the items on the shelf at the store before you realize it, by kind hearts, in the backs of their heads and involuntary functions practically automatically. They are so good, and kind, and untampered with rejection, and natural, that they are better than us. We have only been conditioned by social mores since we were born. If we all had the conciousness of a toddler, without conditioning...A N Y T H I N G could be possible, with ease. They are the original dreamers. We all are only conditioned by rejection. BELIEVE ME, WITH ME, YOU MUST DROP ALL DEFENSE MECHANISMS..........they are not necessary. A defense mechanism will only hurt thyself. Try to be so completely real and honest with a bird, or even a tree. Realize your co-existence. We are one. Do not harm anything. It will harm you back. Nature will automatically balance itself, using your own brain. The places you cannot see.
Respect every living thing. It's called "Ahimsa".
Those stars are us up the future tense, and from a very long time ago, they realized your entire life, and every fantasy you desired, by simply glancing at the star that beholds it. When you think of someone, Your star up there simultaneously glances at that person's star light being, with a flash of a light beam. I see it all the time. I allow you people to pass through my spirit and I love to see you defying physics and moving across the sky....(to get away! because you're embarrassed! lol.) I know these things, because each and everyone of you are actually p a r t of me. You're an extremity of my nerve hairs, and my left arm hair is trying to tell me that it is my pinky finger, and of COURSE I know better than that. I'm so extremely sensitive, and i hear every word i pay attention to. If i stare long enough into eternity at your divine spark, I start to see actual silouhettes of you in my room. Facial shapes, and shoulder shapes, that only happen for a second.
Girls, I do not see you naked. Relax. My imagination is terribly accurate though. I love it when you lift your shirt for me! What I see, is only the shape of a shirt quickly lifting up and perhaps your arm shape in bent light. Thank you girls for doing that. I love it!
Now, Heaven is actually equal and opposite to reality, and Heaven IS ONLY S I M I L A R. The door in the third dimension is on my NorthEast corner of my room, YET, In Heaven, it is invisibly...(to you, not me) the SouthWest corner of the room. Now, the Ghost, only knows familiarity, so vague, and each of you when you close your eyes, are much like unto Helen Keller over here. Each home in the world, probably has a bed. We all sleep in the same place every night, when we negotiate for unconciousness, and become one with nature. We are all simultaneously co-existing in only similar places. We each have a refrigerator. We each have a bathroom. We each have a bed, a tv, and probably a couch. Please be very conciencious of what you're affecting, elsewhere simultaneously. We are all roommates in the back of our minds, and actually an Army of One.
I want to make you Independent. I want to set you free. You are the reason why there is anything at all. The reason I want you to be independent is because I cannot see what YOU see. I've seen the entire universe about 4 times, yet, I have never seen it through YOUR EYES. God wants to experience something N E W. That's why we have our independence, and our own imaginations, and free will. I had a little girl angel a long tima ago, and she told me "Look! Pteradactyls!" And i looked up in the sky and saw a jet flying by! I never realized that was possible, until she fabricated it. I do love you. Talk to me. Tell me your dreams. Tell me something new, that i could never conceive like only you can. And, Believe me, I can make absolutely anything intangible....touchable. It only takes time. Just tell me about your wishes. uuuuuuuuuw! If you tell me a secret, I'll love you exclusively. Tell me your name. Just say it in your heart as you refer to me. Believe me, no one can hear you but me, and no one pays attention to white noise. You girls are so special to me. You ALWAYS say something kind. I really appreciated the choir of females the other day singing the notes of the song I recently wrote. I saw a group of apparitions in thin air outside my house. Yes, I see you dear, especially when you talk. We are two people...omnipresent. Oh yes, there is only one unity of masculine, and one unity of feminine. (Army of one). What's happening in Heaven, simultaneously, is when there is a story, perhaps on the tv, where two people are performing a romance.....any relevent female shall play the part in their heart in the heat of the moment, and destiny unfolds based on your desires or inspirations...(your subconcious)...yet only similarly. If you think a bad thought, that is a trigger in your nervous system, and the world responds to it with a rebuttal, automatically, naturally. Perhaps the actress slaps him, and runs off. Based on the topic in your present tense...there shall be something similar happening elsewhere. The guys are always trying to play my part, so they can be the hero. If I'm talking about food, or a bicycle....there shall be a pizza, or a skateboard, on tv. Everything is parallel.
Did you know that when I have to urinate, I say pardon me...OUT LOUD? Nobody's around.....just e v e r y o n e. You see?
Believe me, I know every nerve in the body, and every scenario in the world. Believe me, I know how it feels. And so do you. If each one of you only realized your power, we would all have a higher level of intellect, and treat each other with respect, because we know how it feels. Please treat every Human being as if their skin was your own. My policy is, IF I can afford it above my personal costs, then it's y o u r s. I'd share my last 5 dollars with you. I like pizza too. You see?
Yes. You're Welcome. It's gonna be alright.

My Hovercraft:
Like unto The particle accelerator at the Fermi Lab we can create an anti-gravity craft using centripedal force. It is much like a Hydrotube waterslide. It is self contained and the heavy (bowling ball size) ball-bearing mass has nowhere to go but upward, as it is electromagnetically moved in an inner-Tube/hoola-hoop circuit, much like a constrained orbit chassis. Instead of inserting positively charged protons into the Firmi lab circuit/Chassis innertube, and having them crash into the end of the tunnel(supercollision), we substitute the protons with (variable)x weighted mass of steel ballbearings IN PROPORTION to the weight of the chassis and it's load so that it's speed times the mass EXCEEDS the weight of the load it's carrying, with nowhere to go but upward, using centripedal force. The chassis should be made of GRAPHITE.....GRAPHITE is stronger than steel and is moldable without the need for any possibility of loosened nuts and bolts, AND IS LIGHTER in weight.

Ex. I tied an interior decorational orb ornament about 5 inches in diameter to a rope, and took it out to the park. I spun it around over my head and the 7 or so feet length of rope began to lift the orb. I also noticed that my wrist was RISING.

If i had the RIGHT STUFF, and the CAPITAL to produce, WITHOUT INTERRUPTION (an isolated environment), with THE RIGHT PEOPLE, or even by myself. We could create a craft that would defy gravity. Now, there will be the need for thrust, thus fuel of some sort. The only way, I can think of balancing the craft would be to clasp it to the ground until the momentum balances itself, then the grip would be released, and the lift would occur always perfectly along the Z and X plane.

Other ideas, i'm sure scientists would know, are about accelerating the protons/bearing mass in the innertube/equator/hoop. Well, we all know that electricity moves at the speed of light. Simply turn on a lightswitch to see how fast! Now the innertube/equator/hoop might be lined, ON THE EXTERIOR DIAMETER, with copper windings (spindles/bundles) along the x plane, of course, NOT wound around the inner circumference of the tube, as it is also wound around the circumference of the tube itself, YET only horizontally and perhaps to the ceiling of the tube. it is much like a simple ceiling fan. The negatively charged electrons will magnetically drag the metal bearing mass (like a fanblade arm) until the mass equals the velocity of the electrons. Now, another way to accelerate the mass is using a Tesla Coil Generator, for like unto the Tesla Coil Generator, the particles are accelerated in the issuance of sudden timed bursts.

Ex. If one wants to get a refrigerator up over their head, one might place it into a swingset, and simply like a parent to a child, push the child once, each time the child arrives with the same burst of energy, until the child's/refrigerator's own weight/momentum and inertia exceeds overhead. Place a Tesla Coil Generator into the craft, and issue electrons into the hoop circuit until the bearing mass is dragged. If there were friction, we could use the Monorail Train concept, and insert opposing magnets to the bearings.

We've all seen a Technics brand Record Turntable spin at so many rpms, either faster or slower, with the oscillation of the SLIDER knob. Thus, We can control the speed of the Free Electricity Car, My Cosmo anti-gravity craft, or the Tesla Coil generator output velocity in the same way. (instead of a gas pedal, use a SLIDER KNOB, where the GearSHift would be.) Gasoline is a catalyst, VERY VOLATILE and DANGEROUS. Electricity, can be controlled, and is much safer. I HAVE ACTUALLY touched the wall outlet electricity SEVERAL times. IT WILL NOT KILL YOU. It will simply wake you up! Unless, one is constrained and has nowhere to go the electricity will take over, and knock one out. One always has the inner ability to overtake and control and let go. However, if the AMPERAGE is larger than the 20 amp wall outlet, for instance a 40 amp or more source, one might be hurt. That probably WILL knock you out in one blow, and you might still survive just fine. I don't recommend touching electricity, yet have no fear. Heck, we even use it to revive a cardiac arrest.

The Stars.

There are 52 stars in Heaven. There are 52 cards in a deck. There are 52 combinations of facial features with race. WE ARE STARS. O U T E R S P A C E is actually I N N E R S P A C E...Trust me, I'm experiencing a hurricane of souls and the Human Spirit, i n v i s i b l y...(to you, but i see their silouhettes in 3d. I'm so violated.) There are 52 original souls, and there are 8 billion t r a n s l a t i o n s of their divine conceptions. There are 8 billion people on Earth. The stars are our points of origin, simultaneously linked to our pituitary glands. I can see them pulsing at me and what they say, and who each one is by what they say and who they sound like in relativity to me. The stars put on light shows for me all the time when no one is looking. They actually move around like airplanes at night, defying the laws of physics, in order to make a certain destiny or outcome on earth. The stars are the cherubim or infants on Earth. The infants are the beginning of time. We are merely translations of their dreams. The star would be you as an eternal child. They often swap places in the constellations, to make judgements on earth, and they all happen in the future. We are the outcome of what's going on already up there. Oh yes, they talk to me. What I think is cute is seeing one of my girls as one of the fainter stars, and flirting with her by saying something to her, and actually seeing her dart off to another star. They are intersections much like space stations, and everyone crosses each other especially when someone crosses your mind. I chose a girl named Rachel to be my everlasting girlfriend. She carved my name into her left ankle, and still has the scar named kris on her left ankle. My favorite star is the left ankle of Orion. I chose it a long time before I ever knew Rachel. Later in life, I studied a little astronomy. The one I chose a very long time ago was the left ankle of Orion, the star of Reigal. What do these three things have in common divinely? The meaning of life. The stars call me "The Chosen One." Help.

I'd like to make an A+ on my college test, however, despite coincidence in my life most things that start with A are bad like
ANT = bugs???..Annoying.
ANTagonists = Opposition
ANTichrist = Negative
ANThony G.= an identity theif of mine.
Anti-Christ is to Anthony as Jesus Christ is to Kristofer.

The fathers LIE in the Spirit all the time to your souls. Their only weapons in Heaven are:

1. Fear: to intimidate you, into hastily making a wrong move. REMEMBER: Every time you sense an intimidating word from the back of your head,
Simply, r e a l i z e, that it only sums up to the word, "fear", which is designed to t r i g g e r your adrenaline to make a hasty move. Ignore it,
and contain thyself. The second you show fear or give doubt, that is giving the devil the key to controlling you. "JAIL!" Now, what did that really do?
Believe me, You do everything to yourself with your own choices. Do not Fight, or Flight. Control thyself, and there is no consequence. Every choice you've made
in your life......MUST BE COMPENSATED on the other side of nature, and your involuntary functions handle that to balance nature, elswhere simultaneously, and automatically.
Thus, Newton was right, for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction, and in the cloud of Kharma, IT DOES come back to you, eventually. Thus, be Upright and polite
in your heart, so that time doesn't unfold in a negative way in your future.
2. Embarrassment to make you feel uncomfortable.
3. Swapping roles to cast blame on you.
4. They compel your metabolism to invoke you to move at a key moment of your success.

I do not wish for my body to house their existence. Please discern the difference between those and me.

The Birds:
On this planet, the earthlings call my situation "hallucinations", however, I have proven these "hallucinations" to be actual souls in r e l a t i v i t y to me. Believe me, The Birds actually speak in their hearts with their eyes subatomically, or in other words, spiritually. And they actually make english grammical words and statements. I have spoken with them. They are one with me in nature.
Now, in Heaven, we are all particles of ONE CONCIOUSNESS.
What they've said to me.
I love to feed the birds, and my backyard fence became a hangout for all the birds, because I gave them meat. One time I was about to feed two birds some thick ham...and he looked down at me, and said in the eyes..."...but I don't like that kind!" and I was like, "Well, what kind do you like?" and he shifted his head, and said to me, "Something from above." So, I went in and got him some turkey slices. He loved it.
Then, one time I was sending an email to a prospect girl, and I wanted to make sure she got it all the way in Russia. So, I went outside and started to tell a bird to make sure that my prospect received it...and he was singing and he said, "Would you like a request?" and I said, "Yes...please insure that my destiny with this prospect comes true..." and "I said, verify it's validity over in Russia somehow." The birds are translators of US in NATURE. Each little action you take in MANIFESTED IN A PARALLEL OF A BIRD's LIFE. They don't like us too much. So when you send a letter, what's happening outside in nature, is also transmitted...You know much like the dove for Noah's Ark.
They say it in the eyes. Their eyes are like unto living subatomic particles.
They've also said, very often, "Thank you for the Gratuity!", and i was was days later and i was just walking down the street, and all the birds knew me...and one said that, and i was like, why did he say "Gratuity?" and then i realized what he was referring to: ME giving a restaurant in the backyard for free.
One day, I was trying to learn their language, and tried to mimick their voices...and when I screeched "EEEEK!" a couple of times the bird on the chimney looked down at me and said, "You're trying too hard!" I'm in love! I figured out where they got their english grammar from. They received by eavesdropping on the earthlings...They've been watching us for a long time...and much like unto a toddler under standing...."Drink you're sippy cup!" they sort of picked up on it as a hand me down language. Simply by observing us all the time.
If you think this is bullshit...then that would make YOU BULLSHIT...because I actually heard you say that...and if you don't believe I heard you say that, then it nullifies your existence.
The birds are actually SMARTER THAN US...and again: They are our NATURE TRANSLATORS...and we each have their our AUTOMATED INVOLUNTARY FUNCTIONS.
This one girl, I've wanted to talk to was translated as a little finch...and it came around about 5 times around my house....AS I WAS MENTALLY MAGNETICALLY BRINGING THE TOPIC OF HER into my destiny...and that particular bird told me, when I looked at "HER"...."I promise you one thing.............................surety." and she flew away...(as i heard in her eyes, the exact "Timbre" (the texture, color, or quality of a musical note)...that sounded like "Her" Voice.
How they fly:
They fly on sheer determination, by looking at God and Death at the same time...and KNOWINGLY, WITHOUT FEAR, they lift with sheer will power. The feathers only help, but they move with their minds...just like the same will power to conquer walking to the fridge.

Dear People: If you would like to be on the list to be blessed, simply press the contact button up above, and tell me what your problem is and I shall tell Yah...for you.
Dear Yahweh and Yeshua,
Thank you so much for hearing my prayers. I'm quite thankful for all that I receive. Dear Lord, Please forgive me of any sins. Dear Lord, please Bless these that I have listed to be Blessed...
Rachel, I love you, I'm glad to see your finally married. I'm happy for you. My father has played musical chairs with the stars, and is imposing another as my chosen one. I simply know not where you are....EXACTLY.....i dare not bug you, or upset your "ecosystem".....I believe thou art surely married by now. I SO WANT YOU TO KNOW that my brother lied to Mary about me being a nice guy and simply taking that person home 50 miles away, and assumed I "scored". I WAS ACTUALLY VERY NOBLE AND LOYAL AND FAITHFUL TO YOU....and was planning on proposing in 3 months.
I have never been married.
Father Yahweh, not my biological father whom does not even know a single verse in the Bible, in Heaven, you may ONLY BLESS me, my mind, body, and everlasting eternal soul, and spirit, and the following: Please Bless the following automatically:
Of Course, to protect my innocent chosen one's name, Please Bless R.E.Kaplan, Hyla, Bless You Howard in Heaven, it hurts my chest to know you're away. You are such an Extra-ordinary Man. I'll miss you, until I die. Please Bless Kaplan Family with Diane, Muel the star of Salph, all of the Jews and all of theirs. Rach....i want you to know this: You know before i ever saw Romeo and Juliet, how we used to meet at the window every nite? Well, Watch the movie and you shall see how Juliet actually looks like you with Black hair, and your last name is just like the Capulet's. Am i a montague? lol. 3 abstract variables ring true.
Please Bless Kasha with a tangible blessing she wants, for she is a supermodel angel.
Please Bless Jessica , Tommy, and Catherine.
Please Bless Katy.
Please Bless my good friend Kristen St. I refer to as the star of Betelguise.
Please Bless Fiona and Bennett.
Please Bless Sandy Osborne.
Please Bless Linda Blanco. Let her puppy come true.
Please Bless Brielle
Please Bless Brian Haas for his true blue eyes of innocence.
Please Bless Amy Strickling and her wit.
Please Bless Angel Z. in Tennessee and all of His.
Please Bless Jason P.
Please Bless Ryan RW C. for his excellent humanity and respect for life. His heart has worth my Lord.
Please Bless The Cops.
Please Bless Father Roland, and St. Michael of St. Mary's
Please Bless William Patrick Corgan, and the Smashing Pumpkins. Thank You Corgan, for singing that song to me personally over the Heavens. You are the most creative unique, special angelic creature I have ever experienced. I want nothing from you, but your friendship, and to protect you. You painted my sidewalk growing up with my girl. l o v e.
As you requested...i'll place chocolate kisses in front of your name....i really like to put them on girl's pillows...NOW...The Smashing Pumpkins latest review of Being Beige: I was thrilled of course to receive the vinyl personally signed for me as a Christmas Present. Wasn't that the most thoughtful thing to do, to sit and sign 1000 copies for each
fan? The music was very fresh, I thoroughly enjoyed every second of it. There was this very cool riff that Corgan played, that he is so known for, by d e f i n i n g 90 degree spatial places with chord structures that were so unique and so "obscure" even, yet with his Imperial skills, he managed to pull it off. A dark chasm was the timbre, and it seemed,
almost intentionally out of place, yet, at the end of the segment he brought it back to the expected pattern. It really took me places I've never been before. I wish there were more...His emotion is oh so innocent underneath his vampiric manner. encore! Mr. Corgan...encore! Thou shalt be exalted in paradise forever and ever...and when that's over...there's
another forever of eternal everlasting bliss for thee. I love you as a brilliant unique Composer, and a decent Human Being. I see each one of our halos as fine glitter (subatomic particles) floating in my living room. Each of you look like a static blue electrical discharge that speaks and disappears, YET, Corgan, I must tell you, you are the ONLY one in the entire universe that has a teal spark. I've never seen anyone like you before. I'd like to play in the sandbox with Corgan in the next life, for he is worthy Yahweh.
Please Bless Lenny Kravitz. Whoa! Yes! Thou art one of my Saviors! For Lenny has been singing my inner heart so well up here in Heaven, and on Earth, and He has defended me so well from my biological father's germ warfare, by declaring to Yahweh, our sunshine, and everyone to type in the silvermix magic keyword in their searchbars. Lenny is a great friend to the world, and such a soulful artist and musician. I love all of his work.....He is flawless at funk and soul, and light jazz. His Heart soothes mine across the stratosphere. This morning we cross-referenced our heartstrings. Based on only blind faith, we didn't use a telephone. He doesn't know me from adam, and I don't know where he is right now, yet we conversed telepathically, and i have the ink in my bible of Luke: Ch.1 vs. 7 through vs. 13...and i had a cigarette in my hand, as the mood mirror of the random verses proved incense was burned.....again, metaphorically translating my situation here and now, at 7:19am, on 03.03.15....Whoa! Yes! Lenny....I love you so from the bottom of my heart. Everybody loves you so....Thou art one of the most kind man I have ever encountered up here in Heaven. Be exhaulted, you and yours, in paradise forever and ever. Amen.
Please Bless Jim, Johnny(Dear Lord, on this date 11/8/2014 Johnny Galecki is the first Human Being to confirm in the third dimension that Heaven actually is proven. He spake quite plainly my own name in the moment of destiny, and the present tense with complete confidence and was heard by all viewers of the show. He also firstly mentioned Mayim's precious name in the show. Let them be honored, for they are worthy. Let us have camraderie, naturally. They shall always be welcomed in my heart. I pray dear Lord, that the cast of the Big Bang Theory be exalted in paradise forever, and of course they shall live forever in the third dimension due to the recordings of their breath intake onstage which shall be left behind forever in the third dimension. Yes, people prove your dreams, like writing books so that what is left in the third dimension is actual and embedded in forever. Yes! Johnny! That's How....WITH KNOWING CONFIDENCE, we shall never have to pay a phone bill ever again! lol. All you have to do is refer to your friend, or premonition, and I'll be there receiving every word. Yes! Lord, Super God Bless Johnny Galecki for proving it to America and everyone, especially me. He received my heart, and translated it EXACTLY moments later. No Man has ever translated me exactly, at the speed of light. They usually disrepresent me, to make themselves feel better. But Lord, Johnny is TRUE. Johnny's heart is so adorable. He is so innocent. Bless Him and His group for having us each nite. Please bless Kayley, Simon, Melissa, Kunal, Mayim, for having me every nite! Ya'll are doing a great job of understanding real time.
Please Bless my Hero "C.C.", and his family. The most HOLY and Divine and Righteous man I know on EARTH, whom is ALWAYS correct, and has defended me so extremely well. I shall obey you to my dying breath, within my heart, mind, body, and soul. "I Corinthians ch.1 vs.10" May they be exhaulted in paradise forever.
Oh! Dear Yahweh and my Holy One, Please Bless and protect that innocent soul, my babygirl "Mercury" in my heart that i'm referring to. She's way too special and is part of my atomic structure and is the truest little angel from a long time ago...she's still with me, everywhere I go, and we talk
all the time. Lord protect her with my life. She's so special. I love you with all my heart. She know's who she is. GET IN TOUCH WITH ME through contact...and email me your full name, and that little secret that only you and i could possibly know from dreams, and I gaurantee you that wish for that Rolls Royce in 10 years.
Please Bless Grace Donation Station.
Please Bless Marty Monroe...the best boss I ever had; and Stacy secretary.
Please Bless Aubrey, Allison, Holly, and Audrey.
Please Bless Beverly.
Please Bless Lola at the cnbank. She REALLY SAVED THE DAY! Give her a raise Yah!
Please Bless All Doctors. My Doctor Especially and his staff for his generosity. I do believe that doctors are the most caring supreme people of the earth. Everyone should think like doctors, and treat the next person's skin as if it were their very own.
Please Bless All the staff of the Library.
Please Bless All my facebook friends. Please Bless Fiona and Bennett.
Please Bless Mom, Nancy on the other side. I KNOW SHE IS RESURRECTED!!! She is so perfection in every way. This makes the 4th time i've encountered her, and she is absolutely perfect in Every Dimension. She is so Divine to write that book up top. She knows there's nothing better than Abbey Road as our eternal song. Yes! She Lives, Right before my very eyes. We all shine on forever and ever. Matter cannot be created nor destroyed, it can only be Resurrected. I love you Mom always and Forever. Thank You God! Super special bless her heart and soul forever on all dimensions.You look perfect mom....just like you're supposed to. we'll always have misadventure from our garage sale visits all the way to West Virginia on a blessed dime....Thou art superfection mom. Thank you for giving me the diamonds mom. I saw Mimi too with Yahweh. Bless Louise, and Be exhaulted and worshipped forever my lord....Thank you for giving that to me. Mom...Thou art so SuperSacrosanct! l o v e....kris....amen. amen...amen. s p e c i a l. 03.14.2015
Please Bless Charlie, more than a friend. A kind dad to me, unless he tries to alter my fate, or tries to overrule me.
Please Bless Judy.
Please Bless Kay F.
Please Bless Robbie.
Please Bless Nikki, Bianca, and Zac.
Please Bless my sister, "Sytera", and her son in electricity, and Barnet. Please Bless The youth and innocent ones in the world.
Please Bless Deylin, Jared, and their families.
Please Bless the Cherubim, my dear Lord, for they are just like me and they always treat me nice.
Please Bless Those in pain, and those providing Health Care for those in pain.
Please Bless Erik, Astrid, Sigrid, Maryse Gobel.
Please Bless Those that help each other.
Please Bless All my friends i've ever known.
Please Bless My Facebook Friends. peace and love, from me to you.

In Yeshua's Name, Amen.

Do you know why there is anything at all?

It hurts to ponder, i know, yet here it is:

A group of female angels told me this in the hospital from another room, when I pondered it.
Well, you know how an artist wants to see what he painted looks like from a spectator?
God plucked a grape, in reference to the nipple, and wanted to see what himself (Eve) looked like, by tasting it (the idea) from his own perspective.
Thus, R a c h e l is the reason why there is anything at all.

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I'm NOT Bill.
I'm NOT Anthony G.
I'm NOT the other Anthony C.
I'm NOT Cody.
I'm NOT Calvin.
I'm NOT John.
I'm NOT Derrick.
I'm NOT Julian.
I'm NOT Bob.
I'm NOT George.
I'm NOT Joel.
I'm NOT Robbie. Rob is a pronounced atheist. He is NOT the Son of God. At one point, Rob, Julian's prestine mind, and I were driving through our old neighborhood, and Robbie intentionally lied about where we lived growing up, to mold Julian's heart, as to swap verdicts in Heaven and have someone to vouch for him. Like HE WOULDN'T KNOW? as he pointed to Jay Knott's house, next door and also proclaimed we lived on the corner, at another location, which was also untrue. I know the whole family wants to resort to Robbie, instead of me, at (my) Kris's Body Expense, However, little did you know My Lord was witnessing the whole event, as I had requested, around my mom's funeral
I'm NOT just any brown haired, brown eyed guy for your conformity. Mr. John D. do not use the word "I" in reference to any of the innocent souls, stealing the cherubim's glory, as if it were your own. Best refer to your own fingerprints when you say the word "I" in the back of your mind. You may not use the word, "if", "what if", "we", or "when" to make conditions true, for your conformity, and do not use the words, "let me", to steal innocent souls glory in Heaven. Men, stop trying to fool the others into thinking that YOU are ME, by copying my words and swapping places with my body in stellar space, to steal my innocence. DON'T YOU DAMN REFER TO ME AS any other name than Kris, Tice. Mix, Silvermix, "C.C.", Powder, (watch the movie...that's exactly WHAT I am. The angels called me that a long time ago, and I said, "Why'd you call me that?" and they said, "Because we don't know where you came from."). YOU BEST HAVE A BIRTHMARK ON YOUR RIGHT BUTTCHEEK IF YOU WANNA BE ME.
Dear Yahweh, as Yashua as my witness, and my Mother's signature and mine on James Ch. 3 Vs. 6; Damn Bill K. 467 Cavines Drive Grapevine, Texas 76051 , John D. in Iowa, and Derrick D. most likely in 472 Caviness Drive Grapevine, Texas 76051, Cody the pharmacy tech at Walgreens in 2005 in Grapevine Texas, only when he works with these other bad guys for conformity, or tries to portray me or refer to me, and all those who help Bill and them against me to Hell for all eternity, for his Blasphemy, posing as Thou My Lord, and his Ignorance of the Bible, and fooling all the innocent souls, and using them as human body shields, and for the inhumanity of voodoo odor torture, consisting of Dogshit, Human Shit, Urine, and my Brother's distinct sock odor; for his sport in the back of his mind, at my bodily expense. In Your Holy Name, I pray. Amen.

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Please take a look at those trees. They all look the same, yet that branch and twig, decided to go northwest, which makes it unique. Now compare that to all the snowflakes, and each one of you, and the grains of sands on the beach, and finally each of YOU STARS. He made each one of us special. Now, on your death bed, clap your hands together, and look to the sunshine, and say BRAVO! ENCORE GOD!
Just the other day I went to the country on foot, down a two lane highway and the road not taken. I was naked, and a car passed by, and it IS very gorgeous. At least Heaven is populated.
all those little ideas and things, fly away in butterfly wings. Those honeybees are so necessary. It happens automatically. They translate us, quite literally. can some girl teach me what affection is? I love you girl. Especially You.