THE AXIL OF EVIS.

On Monday, March 24, 2014, Martin Law <martin.rainbowmaker@gmail.com> wrote:

Huh ? What sort of title is that ?!

Sounds pretty ominous.

For those of us who may still be 'spell bound' by order of the alphabet, and wondering how to turn this thing around, well, i just did.

I mean, considering the amount of all too predictable knee jerk fear talk, about 'a third word war', and given that, 'politically correct' use of words would only make matters worse, i felt a new word order might be more appropriate.

But it is correct to say i'm anything but political and won't mention 'the nude world aura' again. Since we are self evidently in a backward world where everything is downside up and it's only right to speak the appropriate language.

So what is 'the axil of evis' and where is evis to be located? Apart from the fact that it's everywhere, that is, everywhere it goes unchecked, it's most directly traceable to all the nexus points where it's most vehemently proclaimed to be somewhere else.

That should clarify things. You could say, it's a simple case of the cot balling the pettle klack.

Well maybe you couldn't, but i've had a bit of practice. Lest you presume i'm totally lesdyxic or, Earth forbid, of unsound mind solely due to having my own word order. Don't believe a word of it.

After all, unlike the Chinese, we only have twenty six letters to play with, and in any numbers game it's healthy and necessary to shuffle the cards. Otherwise you inevitably fall into the trap of mistaking the word order for the thing itself.

That's a dangerous mistake to make. Millions of people have killed one another already in the previous century alone, provoking such insanity through the misuse of words. The war of words continues to this day. The unseen battle is at its peak as we speak and most are unaware of it, many are unwilling to conceive of it and many still don't care.

In that regard you could say, we're still going through the nong lark sight of the dole. Well you could try. It might help to release your synapses from the death grip of taking language literally. Instead of not being able to even discern the difference between propaganda and impropaganda.

You'd have to be a moron to not know that 'politically correct' is an oxymoron. Like 'military intelligence.' Since when was war intelligent?

But as i've said before,"you don't have to be a rocket scientist." What a relief. That's one less thing to worry about.

If i was to give advice regarding the axil of evis i might indicate that, while it will present itself as being 'out there', always remain vigilant that it doesn't self replicate 'in here.'

Evis lives and thinks quite delusively that it's king. When in fact it's nothing but a parasite that needs a negative response in order to survive, even as a delusion. Otherwise it's nothing but an envious absence.

As for axils, they're a cross between an octopus and a black hole. A whirlpool as opposed to a self regenerating radiance. An implosion when the light bulb blows. Lost, alone in the dark, void of a spark. Proclaiming,"all must come to me," a total lack cloaked in false glamour.

Avoid such a void. Yet shrink not, but radiate in abundance and plenitude exposing emptiness.

In calling for transparency, naked Emperors are fully exposed as see-through leaders, only leading to believe, which is not knowing. Hence magically denounced as examples of incorrect 'spelling.' Two can play that game.

For example, they're obviously aded by invaliens, impostrated by infiltrers, and weep in clolves shothing. Exponentially exposed in a nude world aura (which i said i'd never mention again).

But i rest my case it's heavy and lightness is the only order of the day. The axils are squeaking for want of oil and evis is being eviscerated (look it up).

In the beginning was the word and the word became the virus instrument, though it was sound to begin with and ever remains so as the sacred source of all.

While true 'power' is not control, which is merely repression. The greatest, is everything, which does everything everywhere forever. Being everywhere it has no outside and so can't be named. Names are only words for otherwise indivisible fragments we call 'things' and not to be taken literally or even seriously.

The unimaginable cosmic everything without boundaries is infinite creation/destruction/

recreation, and we are that.

As for the axil of evis, the avil of exis, or even the avis of exil ; May you never be able to pronounce such a thing again !~

PEACE ON TERRA~

~~~ ~~~ ~~~ Makes Rainbows~



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