Fred75 wrote:
Can you post a picture of your [b]Magic Bong[/b] for us?
I've said it many times...
Here!.. I'll say it as simple as it can be done., so you Might be able to get it...
One: At 3-months old, a monk sexually molested me... As a result, I downloaded all he read in his 14 years snooping in Rome's restricted libraries with all his spare time...
35-years researching the data I found in that Rome download from the priest, I still haven't found any truth in it... It all reads like its a peak fagot's party trick, evolved into an easy money making scam... There's absolutely no truth in it... sorry.. but I just haven't found any truth in any of it...
Two: At 16, an accident severed my spinal cord between the shoulders...
Somehow I managed to do the mind required to trigger the goo in my DNA to fill-in the gaps in the severed nerves, and regrow nerve connections in through the goo... Medi-scans show my spinal cord is reattached 15-degrees rotated... I quickly discovered that my spine's new odd rewiring created many new modifications to my Being... It gave me IR & UV vision, heart on-call, adrenals on-call, plus 14 new inner senses.. and much much more... All teachable...
Three: 32-years ago I met the 107-year old native shaman, of the First Nations Peoples, of all central North America... He shared a "soul to soul" with me.. essentially giving me all his knowledge, wisdoms, and abilities...
He was the Canadian Indian fellow that some folks hear about, who walked from Alaska to the northern tip of Peru, and back, in 37-years... Keen Native People see him in me... When he died, at 111, I experienced a tremendous tug at my chest, which nearly pulled me face to the floor... I sensed his presence in my apartment living room, and seized his ghostly remnants, and gently firmly pushed him along the ancient path I found, and released him into the care of the junction dragons that I befriended by giving them sips of my warm salty blood every month for 35 years...
Sometimes one of my pet dragons enters these earthly realms, and touches me and my guests...
Four: In Fall of 1983, a young female "Bigfoot"/"Sasquatch" approached my campsite at 1:30AM, and toyed with my hair,and paralyzed me, and scanned my memories, while I scanned their collective unconscious, where I found 14 sciences we don't have...
Five: I studied the bases and ceilings of every school of thought, every religion, and every science...
Six: I ran an in depth study of the body's 18 major glands, and discovered that all human magic and sorcery is directly associated with the manipulation of those 18 glands... That's my "Bong"...
I think I want to be the equivalent of say, "three acid hits stoned", and in a couple seconds people nearby will comment, "that guy is stoned on three hits of cid"...
I mix the outputs of different series of glands, and I gets different highs, and different layers of thought processing... This natural bio-stuff is a million times better than the bathtub sewage you all snort, swallow, smoke, inject, and shove up yer bums to follow your pet gerbils...
Seven: None of you 6-bil could even begin to grasp any of it...
...and all that is just 1% of what I've got... That's 1% of my "Bong"... Can you see the picture yet?..
This place is TFF! 
by ZiaAries on Mon Mar 24, 2008 1:03 am 
YOU LUV reading what I write. I'm glad to see you pulling your head out of that dark ... place. 
