John

To my truth-seeking End-times Love. Wish you were here on this first date. I don't get out much, so this might seem long, but it's kinda how my mind works -- I'd like to know how your mind works.

I'm a simple guy. The willing companionship of an intelligent, attractive, mentally, physically and spiritually healthy woman, motivates me more than fortune or fame.

Women, a wonderful mystery to me, here, a statement made by a woman about women: "Woman's virtue is man's greatest invention.", by Cornelia Otis Spencer, Paris, 1990. Other than this quote, don't know what else she's notable for, however in our changing world, this may no longer apply, if it ever did, huh?

Do you enjoy learning, reading history, geography, science, philosophy, religion, creating, brainstorming, exploring the universe with your mind, physical, mental and spiritual health and well-being, cultivating life as the Creator intended?


Scene I:

Loves to learn. Eat good -- without your health, nothing else really matters. Physical fitness -- long walks, jogging, swimming. I can learn from anyone, will listen to anyone, but will not suffer fools. "Cast not your pearls before swine lest they be trampled underfoot."

Each time I imagine my better half I see that you are intelligent, attractive from head to toe, and no matter your age, because you're smarter, wiser and have more experience and insight than I do, then you'll be the boss, and I will consider myself very fortunate. You're my muse and inspiration.

You are, in no particular order, smart, attractive, clean, healthy, w/ height & weight proportional. You possess that certain je ne sais quoi that would make us a very attractive couple.

You are and will continue to be a free spirit, continually learning, doing what you want with your life and time, writing your own story
-- herstory as opposed to history -- with you as The Heroine. You may have traveled and experienced far more of the world than I have. Tell me all about it, the good the bad and the ugly. I want to share your vision of the future -- where the world is headed--I'm all ears, hanging on your every word, gesture and expression. We will share our ideas about history, the Bible, The Creator, spirit, consciousness and everything else--a whole lot. Surround me with your wifely notions and make your life what you will with my full support. You're all women to me -- the definition of woman.

Some modern women will say, "Oh no, I don't clean, cook or do windows." That's fine. I enjoy a clean house and I like to eat so I know how to do both. However if you can't, don't or won't cook in the kitchen, you'll want to be sure that you are cooking twice as tough in the bedroom. You can have your own bedroom.

We see eye-to-eye on far more things than those things about which we disagree because we both backup w/ facts, reason and intuition -- we know the value of all these. We, men and women, are here to learn from one another and to take care of each other. When I look into your eyes and you open your mouth to speak, I'm under your spell. You never misuse or abuse your power over me and you don't let it go to your head. I'm so taken by you, whatever you want to do is alright by me. Truth and love are all that matter. We are all dreamers in The Creator's Dream. So, what's a typical day for you like?

I avoid being judgemental -- I'm basically a live and let live fellow.
Now, I'm no Denzel Washington, Brad Pitt or Henry Golding, but I do alright, as I hope you'll agree upon viewing my photo -- place it alongside a similar picture of you...Ooh, ooh!...what an attractive couple! Our thoughts harmonize, as we enter into, one another with our eyes.

I've mentioned health more than once. You are responsble for your own health, not the doctor. Seems obvious enough. Doctors make money off of sick people -- it's not in their best financial interest that you be well regardless of their bedside manner. For the most part, would you rather be a "health care professional" or a comedian? Being overly dependent on your "health care professional" is unhealthy.

There are always exceptions, but if a person hasn't arrived at the conclusions and opinions that they hold onto, based on facts, reason and intuition (in other words, they've been programmed and indoctrinated)-- then facts, reason and intuition won't convince them otherwise. You, however -- you have nurtured vision and discernment, knowing that attitude is altitude.


Scene II:

I click away fast, as if recoiling, when I see the dewy, fuzzy, frosty "glamor shots" photos -- way too glamorous for me. You don't believe that a pound of face cake and accessories makes you more attractive. Overly feminine -- no... athletic, rough-and-tumble-- yes. Kinda lookin' for "the girl next door"...with big dreams. Truth is all that matters and beauty should be deeper than the skin. Dream of retiring on a small ranch or farm in the provinces?

I have a bad habit of interrupting others when they're speaking. What do you do that annoys others?

As a child I overheard my parents and their married friends agree that, "The man chases the woman -- until she catches him." In the context of such dynamics, I hope there's some chance that when you see my photo by then I won't need your eyes -- I'll already have your mind and heart -- if my words don't interest you my face probably won't either.

My babies' momma (ex-wife, long since out of the picture), was my first and only true love. "Strangled by the wishes of pater. Hoping for the arms of mater. Get to meet her sooner or later." We met in college. Up until that point, I'd never ever wanted/needed anything or anyone so severely in my entire life. From/out of some level of my tortured mind/soul, I once even thought about carving her name into my flesh . (You will be engraved in my heart). As the story goes, she became pregnant, asked me to marry her, I did not want to see her with anyone else and the rest is history. Love bloomed like a flower till the petals fell. However, I have no tatoos and neither do you, not even a little tweety bird on your ankle.

I made all the "manly" mistakes with my ex and when she kicked me to the curb, it was with the declaration -- "Some woman is going to get a really good man!" and other memorable words like, "I love you, but I'm not, in-love, with you." She knew that I had learned from my mistakes. Hold on now, she wasn't perfect (you know the type) and there's plenty of back story here. To say that we just grew apart really just side-steps personal commitment and responsibility. Your greatest gifts in life are hardly going to be perfect.

Everyone wants to fit in but I can't go along (with consensus reality) just to get along. Part of becoming a mature adult is coming to the realization that all along everyone has been lying to you, either intentionally or inadvertently. It comes in the form of consensus reality.

Everyone has been lying to you -- mostly unintended, just passing along lies passed along to them, but a great many bold-faced breathe-taking lies float around with the unintended. In any event you could be consumed by events whether from an intended lie or sincere advice, "reality" doesn't match with what's said and believed and events and consequences play out just the same.

I've been left speechless on two separate occasions with guys my own age, similar backgrounds. We were talking about our experiences in life in general. At one point in the conversation I was taken by surprise when they asked with all sincerity, "What good is the truth?" At that remark/question, if my jaw could drop to the floor it would have. I can't escape the belief that truth is valuable in itself.

Remember the words of Morpheus in the movie The Matrix: "It is the 'world' that has been pulled over your eyes to blind you from the truth."

So, it's love at first, second or third sight and then off to the races. Let's see now, was it the roller coaster ride or the submarine cruise or the sky diving that really cemented our relationship (it won't be the casino
/club)? All these shared adrenaline amassing dates fueling a head-over-heels romance. Of course there's always a few hiccups along the way, like when you spent all night on the phone talking to your ex -- he just needed someone to talk to, or when you caught me looking at that girl who looked like "holy smokes in jeans" -- just admiring God's handiwork. Shouldn't we be able to like, admire and love whom we please, just resolving to never exchange any body fluids? I will never cheat on you!


Scene III:

Cultures across the globe are different with many similarities within a given culture. However, each individual family is in fact a mini-, micro-, nano-culture, whose details and dynamics, due to the personalities involved, is unique in all the world. Is your family a cardboard cut-out of some other?

A fellow I grew up with (our fathers were buddies who both had stellar careers in the Navy), used to manage a hotel in Guam. He made a good income. He was married to a Filipina. She sent what she could to family to show she was their for them. Primarily for this reason, the couple divorced. There should be few surprises, circumstances that we haven't, or couldn't, or didn't anticipate as we cruise into the sunset aboard the good ship 🚢Permanent Union. You are writing your own story with you as Heroine. I'm just saying.

On a more serious and darker note: You're full grown, and I don't need to, nor am I qualified to preach to you on or about anything (any more than I already have -- please accept my apologies). But, can we talk? I mean really talk? If so, I'll try to be brief. Another has said it better than I ever could, so, allow and pardon me for taking the liberty to plagiarize:

"Have ye not heard" -- before recorded history, the world has been run by hidden dynasties of politics, education, economics and religion. Pretenders to the Throne! Nowadays add in a killer medical system and lying media (I hate liers). And that at the top, many Christian churches have been infiltrated by practitioners of mysticism, magik spells, enchantments, man-made numerology and other esoteric and occult practices. All this to the extent that this entire latest genetically engineered flu global health scare (for the most part, would you rather be a "newscaster/journalist" or a comedian?) "plandemic", "scamdemic", is one giant world-wide occult ritual induction into transhumanism, from start to finish, divided into four mini-rituals, ritual mask-wearing, ritual hand-washing, ritual "social distancing", and ritual lockdowns. For the most part, would you rather be a religious leader or a comedian?

There's only time here to talk about one of these. Masking has traditionally played a very important role in occult rituals. The word "occult" simply means "hidden". In Revelations 17:5, Babylon is called "Mystery, Babylon". The word "Babylon" means "confusion". What does the word "mystery" mean? Check any good dictionary and we find "musterion", from a derivative of muo (to shut the mouth); a secret or "mystery" (through the idea of silence imposed by initiation into religious rites). The word "mystery" in the Bible has to do with shutting the mouth as one under a secret initiation. The Spirit of Deception has engulfed the world.


!!!THE IDEA/ACTION OF WEARING A MASK OVER ONE'S MOUTH IS A TOKEN/SYMBOL/ACT OF SUBMISSION...A GESTURE OF YOUR WILLINGNESS TO BE SUBJECT TO OTHERS WHO ARE NOT YOUR CHOSEN OTHERS WHO ARE NOT YOUR CHOSEN SOVEREIGN!!!

According to the Encyclopedia Brittanica, (E.B.), mask-wearing is: A form of disguise or concealment usually worn over or in front of the face to hide the identity of a person and by its own features to ESTABLISH ANOTHER BEING". (emphasis added) Encyclopedia Brittanica? Can't think of a more secular reference.

Wear a mask and transform yourself from one role into another, from individual sovereign under The Creator to occult collective subject, slave of the AC spirit. The hierarchy set in place by The Creator is reversed.

Your direct commission is to share the Word to as many others as possible in the course of your adult lifetime. But the entire point of occult ritual mask-wearing is to hammer home to your subconscious -- until it becomes completely true in your daily life -- the idea that things are no longer the same, and will never be the same again. Masks hasten the suppression of ego to help facilitate the death of the old identity before the identification with, and manifestion of, a new identity. It's an initiation into a new order. But it's also a transformation of the self into a new position in that new order.

Mouth masked, the person you used to be, a mouthpiece of and for The Creator God on this earth -- no longer -- in almost no time at all (a matter of months) you've been symbolically demoted to obedient subject, serf and slave, as represented by the wearing of the mask. Believe it or not!

The mask visually and psychologically signals your consent to this new arrangement. You're signaling ("virtue signaling", displaying your "social accountability rating") your consent to accept a new and very different position in a new global order. Instead of being a sovereign representative you agree to become a willing subject, not in service to The Creator but symbolically saying to the ritualists, "I admit my words no longer have any purpose or relevance in this life. My sole purpose now is obedience to your words and commands." Alchemically created, a new you, in a new role, under new rulers. An occult ritual alchemical transformational programming, the mask on your face, you now "reborn", unwitting faithful servant, initiated into the new order.

You don't need to realize it -- in occult magic, the victim doesn't have to be knowledgeable of the meaning of what he or she is being told to do -- the performance of the ritual itself is all that matters.

In the end, the mask becomes part of the very identity of those who wear it. The occult transition becomes complete. The "new you" is born from the ritual, psychologically one with the character he/she is helping to create. Like an automaton, without your own will, you have become subservient to that of the personage of the mask.

Mandatory gagging is a direct in/on/over your face order (from on high) that we be silent and allow ourselves to be initiated/ushered by unelected occultists into some new ungodly order (nuo).

Again and again, E.B.: "...Ancient peoples understood well the power of the mask. Evidence of mask-wearing in prehistoric societies shows that masks may have been intended to transform the wearer magically."

"...The mask has been revered as a sacred object of power, a living thing that either has its own persona or represents the persona of another being. It enables the wearer magically to bring to life, and even become, the persona or spirit being represented by the mask."

The Overclass (the class that is over all the other classes) seeks to make us their willing slaves in their new order through ritualistic psychological programming, initiating you into their new order, not as a sovereign representative on earth to the Most High God, but to your new position as a dependent slave in their "Mystery, Babylon"-- translates to "silent confusion". Become not a shedder lest ye be shed!...no test no case no jabs no transhuman half-human cyborgs... "You don't need no other body!" Whether classical (forced) or neoslavery (voluntary), slavery remains the most lucrative endeavor ever.


More? Still?:

Following our imaginations, words are little baskets we use to deliver our ideas, thoughts and feelings to the outside world -- literally transforming it. The notion of writing something (like a profile on a match-making website), that you might read it, that the woman of my dreams could thus be found, is irresistable. Paraphrasing -- "...let no words I speak return to me void (unfulfilled)...". These powerful words inspire and compel one to move toward ones higher self!

Ecclesiastes..."There's nothing new under the sun." However, if you will allow -- "There's nothing new under the sun except the history that we don't know." If you want to change the world, change the way you look at it -- it's as easy as learning something new and meaningful.

The world moves for love -- it kneels before it in awe, so I'm on christianfilipina and I've never seen so many charming women in one place in so short a time! If I were blind-folded and threw a dart at pictures pinned to the wall, I could not lose. Have I wandered into a dream? When I estimate the quality, character and value of those precious ones from whom I've "Received Winks", I am absolutely made humble. The Garden of Eden may have been located closer to the PI than previously assumed.

And then suddenly, YOU pop up on the radar -- and stay there -- right smack dab in the center of the screen.

🛳 !!!All engines -- STOP!!!
!!Drop the anchor!!
!Await further instructions!🛳

Some good things must come to an end, like browsing photos of sweet eye candy -- but I can't get enough of YOU! YOU have made me aware, of a whole new level of gorgeous, previously unknown to me.

Baby, I like your smile. You've heard it all before -- but not from me -- no one wants you the same way. Look at yourself, on this earth like somebody regular. Can't fool me --I know who you are! You fell from the stars, and I want you in my arms.

You are wise beyond your years. Eternity is right here, an eye-blink away, beyond time, and you are as old as the stars, and I thank The Creator God each day for fashioning woman from man, manifesting then refining the miraculous into you, here, now, adding meaning and purpose to my earthly existence. This, now, validated and verified throughout the Milky Way Galaxy: Earth women are exceptional and among them YOU most notably. The enduring and conscious element in me that knows experience has centered you at its core. Just let me adore you.

Be completely honest with yourself -- would I catch your eye in the supermarket, do I possess that certain je ne sais quoi you look for, will you enjoy (tolerate, put up with) waking up to my face in the morning now and as time goes by (you can have your own bedroom), and listening to me go on like this most days -- I'll live past 100 and you'll be really, really old by then -- if not, please drop me like a hot potato?

So, you know you're going to be asked, "Uh, girl, from my lips to The Creator God's ears, why/how, in the world, could you/did you, ever fall for this guy in the first place/anyway?". You can always just say, "Well, you know, I read all this stuff he wrote on his profile on the internet, and he seemed like he was a little funny, might be kinda smart, kinda old but not too bad looking, so, well...Girl, I don't knoowwwah!".

Good things may come to those who wait, but not for those who wait too late.