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1700808/20130808a) “O Lord, increase my astonishment at Thee!” (Baha’u’llah, The Seven Valleys, p. 33) August 8, 2013

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04:29 BST (British Summer Time).
Istijlal, 8th (Kamal) Kamal, 170 BE
Majesty, Perfection of Perfection
Thursday, 8th August 2013 AD
 

Guess what time my digital clock said, this morning? 04:16. Pretty amazing, eh? Here’s the text from Genesis, “And Cain went out from the presence of the LORD, and dwelt in the land of Nod, on the east of Eden.     (King James Bible, Genesis). But what does it mean? No idea. Watch this space.

So, the Muslim Holy Day of Eid al Fitr 1434 AH starts to unfold.

Watching “Thunderbirds” episode 25, “The Cham Cham”, a Fanderson version of “Experiment No IV” by Kate Bush, but less sinister, affecting military aircraft guidance systems rather than brainwashing whole generations of people. Just one way in which to put the sheeple into a “strange sleep”.

“We verily,” He Himself has testified, “have not fallen short of Our duty to exhort men, and to deliver that whereunto I was bidden by God, the Almighty, the All-Praised. Had they hearkened unto Me, they would have beheld the earth another earth.” And again: “Is there any excuse left for anyone in this Revelation? No, by God, the Lord of the Mighty Throne! My signs have encompassed the earth, and My power enveloped all mankind, and yet the people are wrapped in a strange sleep!”    (Shoghi Effendi, The Promised Day is Come, p. 6)

Reminds me of “633 Squadron”, which I saw at the Odeon cinema in Romford, Essex in about 1966, starring Cliff Robertson if memory serves, with quite memorable music:- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XWXQUhBsUVM

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1700807/20130807a) Lunging August 7, 2013

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06:22 BST (British Summer Time).
‘Idal, 7th (Kalimat) Kamal, 170 BE
Justice, Words of Perfection
Wednesday, 7th August 2013 AD

I was thinking of whether or not, traveling on Sunday would be worth the risk to my mental health or not. Then, I thought of the idea of not taking the whole trip seriously, and attending in the same spirit as “lunging at The Pope, just to see what would happen.” Ref:- “Part Troll” by Bill Bailey. To maintain such levity in the realm of such gravity would take a fair bit of defiance, but with NHS lobotomising tablets aplenty, I should be able to make myself sufficiently comfortable and numb, as to render me safe behind an air-bag, if a crash became inevitable. I think therefore, in summary, that “Defying Gravity” is the policy and attitude to get by. To take nothing and nobody seriously. Easier said than done.

IF I DO travel on Sunday, and someone apart from Commander Ed Straker lunges at ME with a mouthful of angry green bile, I’ll probably just smile or laugh, so I don’t imagine THAT will work as intended. If, as in a dream that I had, Commander Straker with his peroxided hair promised to “fix my satellite”, THAT in comparison will be a very welcome development. Here’s a link to 1972 SHADO:- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rB1k02yh43A

I think that in the coming week, avoiding eye contact, avoiding conversations, and burying myself in books such as “Advent of Divine Justice” will be the order of the day to avoid trouble, storms, and getting spat at by camels or alpacas with mouthfuls of green bile. Ref:- “Evan Almighty” starring John Goodman and Steve Carrell. Reference Genesis Chapter 4 verse 16:- “And Cain went out from the presence of the LORD, and dwelt in the land of Nod, on the east of Eden.”     (King James Bible, Genesis) Or if it is not 04:16, but 04:06, then we have, “4:6 “And the LORD said unto Cain, Why art thou wroth? and why is thy countenance fallen?”     (King James Bible, Genesis). After all, who was it who said that they were not able?

I’m completely flummoxed, banjaxed and discombobulated by all my endorsements on Linked In. Some of them are really quite fantastic and describe a me from a different planet, such as

I mean just think about it, ME and Entrepreneurship? Really!

I think that after Sunday’s trip, if i DO meet an alpacas with mouths full of bile, I’ll just go back to my room and play some music. If an alpaca were to follow me back to my room and try spitting bile there, THAT would be “inappropriate”, though I can’t put my finger on WHY it would be inappropriate. Perhaps alpacas shouldn’t be encouraged to come indoors. I must research “Petroushka” the story put to music by Stravinsky. I wonder what the chances are of Petroushka and Babooshka getting together? Not probable, methinks. Babooshka, a “graceful ballerina?” Nah! But of course “graceful ballerina” has a reference elsewhere, in this by Avril Laverne:- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SoKEn0aVB98 ! Reminds me of Facebook pranks in 2007. Lots of unresolved mysteries and unanswered questions. Reminds of Commander Straker telling me of singing in Birmingham, like canaries perhaps?

“I was in Java!” (Ref:- Bill Bailey!).

Do alpacas make you smile, Pete? “Oh Yes!” as the 10th Doctor would say!