Entry Submitted by Heisenberg at 7:23 PM EDT on June 21, 2020
Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name. Your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Halleluiah – Prayer of Our Father
Promise me, Son, not to do the things I've done
Walk away from trouble if you can
Now it won't mean you're weak if you turn the other cheek
I hope you're old enough to understand
Son, you don't have to fight to be a man
I promised you, Dad, not to do the things you've done
I walk away from trouble when I can
Now please don't think I'm weak, I didn't turn the other cheek
And Papa, I should hope you understand
Sometimes you gotta fight when you're a man – Coward of the County
And he said, "Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I know I wouldn't be there to help ya along
So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the name that helped to make you strong” – A Boy Named Sue
And that brings us to tonight’s word: FATHER FIGURE
Stand up! Rise and be counted all ye DILFs of the land. For all you do for the children of the garden, step forth and let the present beings of the universe recognize you. Come forward patriots of the land and be seen all who fight the fight for the children. All ye who stand against a goliath of an invisible enemy strong with the luxury of millennia to fortify their strongholds. The gift of time to prepare for the inevitable attack from heaven. Entrenched in thousands of miles of deep underground military bases. Dug in the wash rinse repeat of a luciferian indoctrination of the sheeples minds and hearts. You. You are the ones who heard the battle call to awaken the masses. To chisel away the at the fear. The one true weapon the enemy wields. One meme at a time.
So rise. Be counted. And take a bow if your humility allows such an egotistical act. The universe will not take offense. I know many of you are cut from the same humble cloth. You kinda gotta be in this spiritual war. A shot of humble with a chaser of humility. There’s no place for ego here. Ego leads to the dark side. Ego is the devils infiltrator. It’s WWG1WGA world and I’m just a WWG1WGA girl. The devil says do as thou wilt. No consequences. No limits. Someone hide the kids. The sheeple are fodder for your fleshly pleasures. Nothing more. Nothing less. In their world, the nazi tell us in advance what they do to us. Is it our faults we are too asleep to read between the lines? In their cult minds… yes. That’s where you fathers come in. You good cops. You good soldiers. You good actors. You good superhero vigilantes. You good light bearers who got woke to the rigged game long ago. You who now know it’s all for the women and children. Not for the glory. Glory is a toppled statue of Juan De Onate. Glory is weapon that doesn’t quite fit into the patriots hand. Glory is for those who are ego driven. Glory of self has no place in our second civil war. Don’t get me wrong… the victory will be glorious. But for humanity. All of humanity. All the children. All the sleeple. It will be glory for all… and not only a select few.
I can’t stop thinking about this father. His mocking portrayal of Hitler still shocks. Think for a bit about where the 3rd reich was going. Adolf and co. had America in their sights. All his friends were already living here. Henry Ford, can I crash on your couch? Sure, Goebbels. My concentration camp is your concentration camp. If the US didn’t defeat Hitler in Germany, we would be standing right now knee deep in sauerkraut. Smack dab in occupied Germany. Expand the brand. And those statues of Grant, Washington and Lincoln would have been down decades ago. Robert E. Lee would still be riding high.
So think about it. If Saint Chaplin didn’t portray Adolf as a power hungry buffoon, we could be fighting not a hidden enemy but one in plain sight. No they live special glasses to see the reality of big brother. A swastika on every corner. Bratwurst in every pot. The blond leading the blind. Can you imagine for a second we could be fighting an entirely different kind of war this fathers day? Imagine overthrowing big brother in 1984. Much bloodier. No 2nd amendment. Adolf would have seen to that decades ago. I would think the Galactics would be much more involved. Much.
But it the 4th reich was not meant to be. Adolf was forced to go underground. America slipped out of his greasy schnitzel covered hands. All his big plans for brown boys running thru the streets of Dallas and Denver and San Diego and New York evaporated into thin air. You think he was pissed? You think he kicked the dog? Yea he still lived, still escaped the Nuremberg noose (great band name) but those implosions of his dreams of grandeur must have hurt. His face plastered throughout the world? Ouch. But one man. One clown. Shifted the entire landscape of the world. All because he changed the perception of the illusion in the eyes of the people. Still think it’s a coincidence Chaplin and Adolf were born 2 days apart? Still think the spirit does not work in mysterious ways? You know… Saint Charlie once said Hitler was the greatest performer of all time. I beg to differ, sir….
The Great Dictator…
As goes America, so goes the world. One could almost say, Chaplin single handedly stopped the Hitler brand from encompassing the entire world. Swastikas in Mexico. Antifa in Canada. Brown boys in Japan. The entire world would be under the umbrella of fascism. Yes of course the US army had something to do with it. I know. I mean no offense. But it’s interesting the ripples one pebble can make in the pond. Be like water. Did this one actor make a difference? Tip the scales of the universe? Now we all know, Hitler was a clown. A puppet with a hidden Svengali pulling his strings. It’s how they work. And how do you defeat a clown? Send in a clown. And whoa, mama… what a clown he was.
And let’s not forget to raise a glass to all the new fathers out there. Anyone name their kid Q yet? They say the babies coming out now are star seeds or something. Very special children being born right now. Makes sense right? Such a pivotal time in Humans existence. To be born under a Schuman resonance moon. Think of it. This new generation of children will be the least molested and eaten children on earth at any given point in time in our history. I’m looking at you Jimmy Kimmel. Shut it down, Liz Lemon. But it begs the question, what about the babies born now in the dark side of no mans land? Take Anderson for a sec.
We’ve all seen the family portraits in his mothers boudoir. How will that little baby be raised? Will there be an homage to mother and her alter over the bed? Fair question. Is it already too late? That’s too bad. Just look at that precious. Just look at those eyes. I can’t tell if those eyes are saying… Help me… please help. You know what they do to babies this side of no mans land? You don’t wanna know what they do to kids over here. I tried to run but my little baby legs are like jello. Didn’t get far. Atrophy. Do you know what the average survival rate of a baby in the illuminati is? I don’t know, but it ain’t good. They say it’s better if you got blue blood in you. Daddy Anderson… do I have blue blood in me? Whew. That was close.
On the other hand, those eyes are looking straight into my soul. Are those eyes telling this little baby is the anti-christ? And if I knew what’s best for me I would bow down right now and pledge eternal obedience to Satan? Is that it? I don’t know. I just can’t look at those eyes anymore. But if that kid is indeed the anti-christ, Anderson… you must be very proud. Kids going places. Happy Father’s Day.
Uhhh, humanity’s water just broke. Got the hospital bag? Here comes the RV. And fathers, as we hold humanity’s hand, try to remember our breathing exercises 4 sec. in. 4 sec out. 4 times. This is not the time to wonder if baby humanity is going to look like me or the mailman. As we drive to the hospital, I’m thinking of those without earthly child. Do not despair. For today we are all fathers. Fathers of a new country. A brand new world. The internet connects the digital soldier to the politician to the farmer to the teacher to the policeman to the vigilante to the C list actor from California to new York. Thank you nazi. Thank you for the internet. Best Father’s Day gift ever.
Now, instead of a few founding fathers in Pennsylvania, we have millions of digital fathers across the world. And that makes us the new founding fathers of this brave new world. Anyone who is within earshot of this word is now a father to our great country. We are the new fathers responsible for babys upbringing. Quite the honor. Quite the power. But also a great responsibility. Aren’t you glad they are clearing out those confederate statues? To make way for brand new ones? A bronze statue of a digital warrior sipping a chai latte at starbucks iphone in hand? Bronze statue of an unlikely bartender tending a safe place for others to be heard? Making way for the clown with the Guinness in one hand and a pencil in the other? Making way for the last president. Making way for the gold letter of the alphabet. Clearing a path for the talking heads. Those antifa guys and gals were doing us a favor clearing out the bronze weeds.
Pop quiz hotshot. Lets say Adolf did happen to make it all the way to Amerika. Saint Chaplin was never born. Bronze Adolfs in the town square. Let’s say the American patriots revolted against the 4th reich and prevailed. Would we allow Hitler to remain high above us looking down with a fascist stare we walked to the park? All in the name of “history”? For the sake of the past? What about all these current traitors destined for the Gitmo gallows? Again great band name. Things that make you go hmmmm.
I think the nazi went a little too far removing statues of Washington, Lincoln and Grant, but that’s ok. They’re just getting a little payback for that nascar confederate thing. It happens. Besides, look on the bright side. The brass balls on those statues weren’t nearly big enough. A mistake we won’t make again. You can bet the CIA farm on that.
Happy Father’s Day. To all the psudo quasi father figures in all our digital lives. Teaching us how to be men and women we need to be. Encouraging us to reach for the brass ring. Living by example we can conquer our fear. Lighting our way with an ultraviolet light of love. Helping us understand that understanding is a weapon. That there is always time for a crudely placed joke. Brrrrumski. That there’s no one on earth you need to impress. Only the angels above. Only our Galactic visitors above. Cause if we can’t be the shining examples of humanity, who will be? The guy who just ate a baby? The douche who duct taped a child on national television? No… the evil in this world has the scales of humanity so disproportionate, the new founding fathers of this world must go above and beyond the call of duty. And someday… one day soon… maybe 9 months in the future… maybe next father’s day… each one of us will walk into the town square… pat ourselves on the back… and tell ourselves… I helped make that.
And that’s the word
Heisenberg
The One I Love
How Soon Is Now?
Daddys gone
Fall On Me
My Own Version of You
Independence Day (Live in Houston, 1978)
Father Figure
Love Is Bigger Than Anything In Its Way
Ship of Fools (Live at Red Rocks Amphitheatre, Morrison, CO 7/8/78)
The Man
I know the score like the back of my hand
Them other boys, I don't give a damn
They kiss on the ring, I carry the crown
Nothing can break, nothing can break me down
Don't need no advice, I got a plan
I know the direction, the lay of the land
I know the score like the back of my hand
Them other boys, I don't give a damn
I'm the man, come round
No-no-nothing can break, no-nothing can break me down
I'm the man, come round and
No-no-nothing can break, you can't break me down
I got gas in the tank
I got money in the bank
I got news for you baby, you're looking at the man
I got skin in the game
I got a household name
I got news for you baby, you're looking at the man
When it comes to Friday, I always earn
Don't try to teach me, I got nothing to learn
'Cause baby I'm gifted
You see what I mean?
USDA certified lean
I'm the man, come round
No-no-nothing can break, you can't break me down
I got gas in the tank
I got money in the bank
I got news for you baby, you're looking at the man
I got skin in the game
I don't feel no pain
I got news for you baby, you're looking at the man
Who's the man? Who's the man?
I'm the man, I'm the man
Who's the man with the plan?
I'm the man
Who's the man? Who's the man?
I'm the man, I'm the man
Who's the man with the plan?
I'm the man
I'm the man
I'm the man
I got gas in the tank
I got money in the bank
I got news for you baby, you're looking at the man
I got skin in the game
Headed to the hall of fame
I got news for you baby, you're looking at the man
Right hand to God
First in command
My testimony, when I take the stand
Who's the man? Who's the man?
I'm the man, I'm the man
Who's the man with the plan?
I'm the man
Who's the man? Who's the man?
I'm the man, I'm the man
Who's the man with the plan?
I'm the man
I don't give a damn
I'm the man
______________________________________________________
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______________________________________________________
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Dinar Chronicles is not a registered investment adviser, broker dealer, banker or currency dealer and as such, no information on the website should be construed as investment advice. We do not support, represent or guarantee the completeness, truthfulness, accuracy, or reliability of any content or communications posted on this site. Information posted on this site may or may not be fictitious. We do not intend to and are not providing financial, legal, tax, political or any other advice to readers of this website.
Copyright © 2020 Dinar Chronicles
Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name. Your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Halleluiah – Prayer of Our Father
Promise me, Son, not to do the things I've done
Walk away from trouble if you can
Now it won't mean you're weak if you turn the other cheek
I hope you're old enough to understand
Son, you don't have to fight to be a man
I promised you, Dad, not to do the things you've done
I walk away from trouble when I can
Now please don't think I'm weak, I didn't turn the other cheek
And Papa, I should hope you understand
Sometimes you gotta fight when you're a man – Coward of the County
And he said, "Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I know I wouldn't be there to help ya along
So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the name that helped to make you strong” – A Boy Named Sue
And that brings us to tonight’s word: FATHER FIGURE
Stand up! Rise and be counted all ye DILFs of the land. For all you do for the children of the garden, step forth and let the present beings of the universe recognize you. Come forward patriots of the land and be seen all who fight the fight for the children. All ye who stand against a goliath of an invisible enemy strong with the luxury of millennia to fortify their strongholds. The gift of time to prepare for the inevitable attack from heaven. Entrenched in thousands of miles of deep underground military bases. Dug in the wash rinse repeat of a luciferian indoctrination of the sheeples minds and hearts. You. You are the ones who heard the battle call to awaken the masses. To chisel away the at the fear. The one true weapon the enemy wields. One meme at a time.
So rise. Be counted. And take a bow if your humility allows such an egotistical act. The universe will not take offense. I know many of you are cut from the same humble cloth. You kinda gotta be in this spiritual war. A shot of humble with a chaser of humility. There’s no place for ego here. Ego leads to the dark side. Ego is the devils infiltrator. It’s WWG1WGA world and I’m just a WWG1WGA girl. The devil says do as thou wilt. No consequences. No limits. Someone hide the kids. The sheeple are fodder for your fleshly pleasures. Nothing more. Nothing less. In their world, the nazi tell us in advance what they do to us. Is it our faults we are too asleep to read between the lines? In their cult minds… yes. That’s where you fathers come in. You good cops. You good soldiers. You good actors. You good superhero vigilantes. You good light bearers who got woke to the rigged game long ago. You who now know it’s all for the women and children. Not for the glory. Glory is a toppled statue of Juan De Onate. Glory is weapon that doesn’t quite fit into the patriots hand. Glory is for those who are ego driven. Glory of self has no place in our second civil war. Don’t get me wrong… the victory will be glorious. But for humanity. All of humanity. All the children. All the sleeple. It will be glory for all… and not only a select few.
I can’t stop thinking about this father. His mocking portrayal of Hitler still shocks. Think for a bit about where the 3rd reich was going. Adolf and co. had America in their sights. All his friends were already living here. Henry Ford, can I crash on your couch? Sure, Goebbels. My concentration camp is your concentration camp. If the US didn’t defeat Hitler in Germany, we would be standing right now knee deep in sauerkraut. Smack dab in occupied Germany. Expand the brand. And those statues of Grant, Washington and Lincoln would have been down decades ago. Robert E. Lee would still be riding high.
So think about it. If Saint Chaplin didn’t portray Adolf as a power hungry buffoon, we could be fighting not a hidden enemy but one in plain sight. No they live special glasses to see the reality of big brother. A swastika on every corner. Bratwurst in every pot. The blond leading the blind. Can you imagine for a second we could be fighting an entirely different kind of war this fathers day? Imagine overthrowing big brother in 1984. Much bloodier. No 2nd amendment. Adolf would have seen to that decades ago. I would think the Galactics would be much more involved. Much.
But it the 4th reich was not meant to be. Adolf was forced to go underground. America slipped out of his greasy schnitzel covered hands. All his big plans for brown boys running thru the streets of Dallas and Denver and San Diego and New York evaporated into thin air. You think he was pissed? You think he kicked the dog? Yea he still lived, still escaped the Nuremberg noose (great band name) but those implosions of his dreams of grandeur must have hurt. His face plastered throughout the world? Ouch. But one man. One clown. Shifted the entire landscape of the world. All because he changed the perception of the illusion in the eyes of the people. Still think it’s a coincidence Chaplin and Adolf were born 2 days apart? Still think the spirit does not work in mysterious ways? You know… Saint Charlie once said Hitler was the greatest performer of all time. I beg to differ, sir….
The Great Dictator…
As goes America, so goes the world. One could almost say, Chaplin single handedly stopped the Hitler brand from encompassing the entire world. Swastikas in Mexico. Antifa in Canada. Brown boys in Japan. The entire world would be under the umbrella of fascism. Yes of course the US army had something to do with it. I know. I mean no offense. But it’s interesting the ripples one pebble can make in the pond. Be like water. Did this one actor make a difference? Tip the scales of the universe? Now we all know, Hitler was a clown. A puppet with a hidden Svengali pulling his strings. It’s how they work. And how do you defeat a clown? Send in a clown. And whoa, mama… what a clown he was.
And let’s not forget to raise a glass to all the new fathers out there. Anyone name their kid Q yet? They say the babies coming out now are star seeds or something. Very special children being born right now. Makes sense right? Such a pivotal time in Humans existence. To be born under a Schuman resonance moon. Think of it. This new generation of children will be the least molested and eaten children on earth at any given point in time in our history. I’m looking at you Jimmy Kimmel. Shut it down, Liz Lemon. But it begs the question, what about the babies born now in the dark side of no mans land? Take Anderson for a sec.
We’ve all seen the family portraits in his mothers boudoir. How will that little baby be raised? Will there be an homage to mother and her alter over the bed? Fair question. Is it already too late? That’s too bad. Just look at that precious. Just look at those eyes. I can’t tell if those eyes are saying… Help me… please help. You know what they do to babies this side of no mans land? You don’t wanna know what they do to kids over here. I tried to run but my little baby legs are like jello. Didn’t get far. Atrophy. Do you know what the average survival rate of a baby in the illuminati is? I don’t know, but it ain’t good. They say it’s better if you got blue blood in you. Daddy Anderson… do I have blue blood in me? Whew. That was close.
On the other hand, those eyes are looking straight into my soul. Are those eyes telling this little baby is the anti-christ? And if I knew what’s best for me I would bow down right now and pledge eternal obedience to Satan? Is that it? I don’t know. I just can’t look at those eyes anymore. But if that kid is indeed the anti-christ, Anderson… you must be very proud. Kids going places. Happy Father’s Day.
Uhhh, humanity’s water just broke. Got the hospital bag? Here comes the RV. And fathers, as we hold humanity’s hand, try to remember our breathing exercises 4 sec. in. 4 sec out. 4 times. This is not the time to wonder if baby humanity is going to look like me or the mailman. As we drive to the hospital, I’m thinking of those without earthly child. Do not despair. For today we are all fathers. Fathers of a new country. A brand new world. The internet connects the digital soldier to the politician to the farmer to the teacher to the policeman to the vigilante to the C list actor from California to new York. Thank you nazi. Thank you for the internet. Best Father’s Day gift ever.
Now, instead of a few founding fathers in Pennsylvania, we have millions of digital fathers across the world. And that makes us the new founding fathers of this brave new world. Anyone who is within earshot of this word is now a father to our great country. We are the new fathers responsible for babys upbringing. Quite the honor. Quite the power. But also a great responsibility. Aren’t you glad they are clearing out those confederate statues? To make way for brand new ones? A bronze statue of a digital warrior sipping a chai latte at starbucks iphone in hand? Bronze statue of an unlikely bartender tending a safe place for others to be heard? Making way for the clown with the Guinness in one hand and a pencil in the other? Making way for the last president. Making way for the gold letter of the alphabet. Clearing a path for the talking heads. Those antifa guys and gals were doing us a favor clearing out the bronze weeds.
Pop quiz hotshot. Lets say Adolf did happen to make it all the way to Amerika. Saint Chaplin was never born. Bronze Adolfs in the town square. Let’s say the American patriots revolted against the 4th reich and prevailed. Would we allow Hitler to remain high above us looking down with a fascist stare we walked to the park? All in the name of “history”? For the sake of the past? What about all these current traitors destined for the Gitmo gallows? Again great band name. Things that make you go hmmmm.
I think the nazi went a little too far removing statues of Washington, Lincoln and Grant, but that’s ok. They’re just getting a little payback for that nascar confederate thing. It happens. Besides, look on the bright side. The brass balls on those statues weren’t nearly big enough. A mistake we won’t make again. You can bet the CIA farm on that.
Happy Father’s Day. To all the psudo quasi father figures in all our digital lives. Teaching us how to be men and women we need to be. Encouraging us to reach for the brass ring. Living by example we can conquer our fear. Lighting our way with an ultraviolet light of love. Helping us understand that understanding is a weapon. That there is always time for a crudely placed joke. Brrrrumski. That there’s no one on earth you need to impress. Only the angels above. Only our Galactic visitors above. Cause if we can’t be the shining examples of humanity, who will be? The guy who just ate a baby? The douche who duct taped a child on national television? No… the evil in this world has the scales of humanity so disproportionate, the new founding fathers of this world must go above and beyond the call of duty. And someday… one day soon… maybe 9 months in the future… maybe next father’s day… each one of us will walk into the town square… pat ourselves on the back… and tell ourselves… I helped make that.
And that’s the word
Heisenberg
The One I Love
How Soon Is Now?
Daddys gone
Fall On Me
My Own Version of You
Independence Day (Live in Houston, 1978)
Father Figure
Love Is Bigger Than Anything In Its Way
Ship of Fools (Live at Red Rocks Amphitheatre, Morrison, CO 7/8/78)
The Man
I know the score like the back of my hand
Them other boys, I don't give a damn
They kiss on the ring, I carry the crown
Nothing can break, nothing can break me down
Don't need no advice, I got a plan
I know the direction, the lay of the land
I know the score like the back of my hand
Them other boys, I don't give a damn
I'm the man, come round
No-no-nothing can break, no-nothing can break me down
I'm the man, come round and
No-no-nothing can break, you can't break me down
I got gas in the tank
I got money in the bank
I got news for you baby, you're looking at the man
I got skin in the game
I got a household name
I got news for you baby, you're looking at the man
When it comes to Friday, I always earn
Don't try to teach me, I got nothing to learn
'Cause baby I'm gifted
You see what I mean?
USDA certified lean
I'm the man, come round
No-no-nothing can break, you can't break me down
I got gas in the tank
I got money in the bank
I got news for you baby, you're looking at the man
I got skin in the game
I don't feel no pain
I got news for you baby, you're looking at the man
Who's the man? Who's the man?
I'm the man, I'm the man
Who's the man with the plan?
I'm the man
Who's the man? Who's the man?
I'm the man, I'm the man
Who's the man with the plan?
I'm the man
I'm the man
I'm the man
I got gas in the tank
I got money in the bank
I got news for you baby, you're looking at the man
I got skin in the game
Headed to the hall of fame
I got news for you baby, you're looking at the man
Right hand to God
First in command
My testimony, when I take the stand
Who's the man? Who's the man?
I'm the man, I'm the man
Who's the man with the plan?
I'm the man
Who's the man? Who's the man?
I'm the man, I'm the man
Who's the man with the plan?
I'm the man
I don't give a damn
I'm the man
______________________________________________________
If you wish to contact the author of any reader submitted guest post, you can give us an email at UniversalOm432Hz@gmail.com and we'll forward your request to the author.
______________________________________________________
All articles, videos, and images posted on Dinar Chronicles were submitted by readers and/or handpicked by the site itself for informational and/or entertainment purposes.
Dinar Chronicles is not a registered investment adviser, broker dealer, banker or currency dealer and as such, no information on the website should be construed as investment advice. We do not support, represent or guarantee the completeness, truthfulness, accuracy, or reliability of any content or communications posted on this site. Information posted on this site may or may not be fictitious. We do not intend to and are not providing financial, legal, tax, political or any other advice to readers of this website.
Copyright © 2020 Dinar Chronicles
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