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(*giggling at this jpeg is unavoidable)
Here’s today’s Intel roundup Zimcredibles:
It was whispered to me that the Pentagon went on lockdown this afternoon after Trumpet spoke in Poland.
Then it was suggested to me that the Emergency Broadcast System was tested last night in case of martial law.
The G20 is verbally voting tonight (face-to-face with all the newly elected leaders) on how future geological dynamics will work.
They’ll release the RV after all twenty nations agree and guarantee the new balance of world power, then the money will flow out and flood the global financial system.
The top players in the Trump Administration have already reigned to Special Investigator Mullen, and mass resignations will commence upon Trump’s unheroic return.
The faux Zionist emperor will finally be put to impeachment worthy rest by Muller after the private RV completes, and after the public is allowed to redeem.
It was implied that large military bases had openly fortified their perimeters where ZIM redemption sites were suspected of being housed.
So if you’re me… how should I report all of this to Zimland? With unbridled enthusiasm or tempered expectation?
Oh, and ZIM screen rates continue to escalate, radically. Heading into areas unfathomed by even moi.
In many ways, I feel like I’m having a priapism, which is a prolonged and persistent erection without any sexual stimulation.
Funny? Gross? Obtuse? Yes. Yes. Yes.
But what many don’t know is that such a medical condition is actually very painful.
And there’s pain involved with redeeming your ZIM. Not unlike having a permanent erection then walking around in public.
How so Yo?
Well, we’re going to suddenly be flying around with wild energies that we’ve never had to manage before.
Very Viagra-esque, qui?
Meaning that new levels of pleasures could be painful at first because we simply are physiologically unprepared.
So there’s a weird unknown reaction element post RV.
Plus, we’re also all going to lose the biggest piece of ourselves in order to ascend.
A big part of us dies. A historic part. A learned and familiar part, all be it an illusion nonetheless.
And then it all kinda goes away when we know we’ve been touched by the hand of God–which defines this event bar none (excuse the pun Lord:).
Now treatment for this ZIM priapism is needed immediately to prevent tissue damage that could result in the inability to properly function (aka post exchange dysfunction).
So what does that look like?
Floating back down to earth from such a high to be humble again amongst mere fiscal mortals when overnight we just became quintillion’s in a very real, very secured sovereign trust sense will be hard.
Again, puns here are unavoidable. Forgive me, Lord. I’m shallow.
It’s all God’s surething, but God’s giving us access to the celestial wealth, mansion and kingdom of Yeshua Ben Yosef himself–THE MESSIAH OF MANKIND!
Slow Yo roll.
And while the above statement is dimensionally fantastical and philosophically perverted–it’s also just plain fact and harsh rational truth.
Hence the need for a bizarre last second post that neither supports nor denies the above Intel.
Hopefully this makes you laugh (at some of us) and makes you think at the same time.
‘Cause I feel we are desperately in need of a laugh as this epic feast rolls out in front of our wide eyes that won’t close (that medical condition is called Lagophthalmos btw).
Believe, don’t believe … I really don’t care at this point… but dinner appears to be served. Better napkin up.
God is with us.