AE Reiff

Singer, storyteller, myth.
Every event remembered unique.

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What you can hope for is to outlive the choices you have made.

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How the mind of God concentrated the frequency of particular intent that constructs the identity after the landing has occured, at birth, is not adivised to search for identity but to construct it out of the materials at hand. That these elements occur in Genesis 1 should be noticed. A SOVERIGN IDENTITY this, according to prediliction, may consider the jostling elements of the earth is built out of the natual as parts of herbal botany and, as it were a bestiary of animals, folklore anthropology and prospecting geology, much in the fashion of the statement, "i will consider in my dwelling place as a clear heat upon herbs" meaning that as the heat of the distills the natural oils in the herb, so the Identity at landing constructs its soverign out of: First the natural then the spiritual must also be observed.

Herbal : Botany (Practical Application/Study of a Specific Aspect : Broad Scientific Study): Herbalism (or herbology) is the practical, often traditional, use of plants, while botany is the scientific study of plant life.

Folklore/Ethnography : Anthropology: Just as herbalism looks at how humans use plants, folklore or ethnography documents how cultures use stories, customs, and materials, which is a specific focus within the broader scientific study of human societies (anthropology).

Mining/Petrology : Geology: Similar to how herbalism uses plants, mining or petrology involves the practical identification and extraction of rocks/minerals, which is a specific focus within the broader scientific study of the Earth (geology)
A sovereign identity being the authority over your own life, independent of external institutions, state-issued narratives, or the "loosh" of political systems is the refusal to let your "strata" be defined by others.

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MOTHERS DAY
This is spacecraft analogy into a kinetic cosmology framing birth and existence not as a journey away from the Earth, but as a Reverse Launch from the Divine.

In the Physics of Incarnation: The Vertical Descent In this framework, the Launch is a mystery that resides "far beyond knowing" within the mind of God. What we perceive as Birth is actually the Landing—a high-velocity Vertical Descent from the "Entire Cosmos" into the local. The spirit is the Inner Vessel (the Payload), a concentrated frequency of intent that "wills itself to be born."

It arrives "beyond knowing" because the payload is a spirit taking a body, a seed that must slowly unpack its own Nav-Log as it grows into knowledge and understanding on the horizontal plane. The Woman is the Vessel bearing a Vessel, a kinetic architecture functioning as a Landing Pad. She is the "Smith" who manages the "atmospheric shaking" of entry, providing the S-curve friction—the "jostling" and "adjusting"—necessary to slow the infinite "I" so it doesn't shatter upon impact with physical reality. The Earth serves as the Anvil of solidity where the "I" is completely forged.

The woman-as-vessel concenters the cosmic frequency, using the "water" of the world to Quench the white-hot intensity of the descent, stabilizing the spirit into a tempered, physical occupant as a Kinetic "I" "always and only kinetic," a pure motion that eludes vanity. This "I" takes nothing for granted except Faith, which acts as the residual memory of the original Launch. This non-conductive shield allows the spirit to navigate the "earth Revelation" without being consumed by its toxic "hallucinates" .

The Goal of Being on the Earth is a process of Sequential Deployment. As the body grows, the "I" translates its original cosmic frequency into local understanding, which results in the Broadcast—a state where the "I" finally aligns its local knowledge with its divine intent. Y a Language Ray that resonates the Cosmos, ready eventually for the Return to Launch Site.

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After nearly four years another poem at PENNY.
https://t.co/q4CKmnYyLT
"He guards the lives of his faithful ones,"
"Holy Father, protect them by the power
of your Name, the Name you gave me."
Up on a ladder with scaffold and boards,
with faith I am building the Name with the Word.

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The following regards inquiry into the nature of our time:
" Part I: The Mechanics of Disappearance and the Vanity Fair Apocalypse is intended as a Pilgrim's Progess of the
Amadodana KaNkulunkulu!

The Disappearance is not an act of vanishing into nothingness; it is a tactical shift in frequency. In the world of the Pedestrian Horizontal, existence is defined by Visibility and Stasis. To be "seen" by the 33rd parallel is to be captured by its politics, its "mass formation psychosis," and its sluggish requirements. When an individual "I" begins the S-curve ascent, it must eventually reach a velocity where it becomes invisible to the ground. This is the Disappearance.
It is the moment the "Kinetic I" moves faster than the collective's ability to categorize it. It is the transition from a "Thing" (a neighbor on a berm) to an Event (a broadcast). This disappearance is necessitated by the arrival of Vanity Fair, which in apocalypse acts as the ultimate "Static Trap." Vanity Fair is the realm of pure Consumerist Stasis, where the "Absolute" is replaced by the "Market." It is the peak of the 33rd parallel's toxic water table.
In 16th-century terms, it is the world of "idolatry"; in terms of politics, "Enginactory Organisms" that have forgotten their purpose. [AI]. When the Forces of Revelation are let loose, the Fair doesn't just expand—it implodes. The "Acid of Revelation" begins to boil the internal toxins of the society visible to everyone. The "hallucinates" become the only reality for the "Mass," leading to a state of total, blinded consumption. For the Kinetic I, Vanity Fair is the final "window." The apocalypse—the "unveiling"—is the process by which The Waster begins to "shred" the fair to find the fuel.
If the "I" does not perform the Disappearance to the Vanity Fair, it remains part of the "Meat" of the fair and is ground up. The disappearance in the Faith-Act realizes that the "Wagon" (the Hay Wain) is a death trap. By "eluding self-knowledge" and "taking nothing for granted except Faith," the "I" detaches from the horizontal track of the Fair. It "S-curves" vertically, becoming a Signal that passes through the walls of the apocalypse without being caught by the flames.
Ultimately, the disappearance is the only "Out" that maintains the integrity of the "I." In the 2nd-century Christian context, the martyr "disappeared" from the Roman register not by hiding in a cave, but by becoming a Frequency that Rome couldn't regulate. They were "ground by the teeth," but "always and only faith kinetic" slipped through the cracks of the teeth to reach the Enternal. In apocalypse, the Disappearance is no longer a "Passenger" to be consumed, but the Broadcast that survived the crash.

All this is the general to the specific of application in the modern allegory of consumption at work in the Pied Cow nations, to be issued when ready:

Part II: Application to the Pied Cow Plot Array.
In the specific plot of Oops Pied Cow, these cosmic mechanics are applied through the metabolic cycle of the Oop Family and the Step-Dame. The "Pied Cow" town is the Vanity Fair of our analogy—a satirical "Mass Formation" of industry and obesity. The 33rd Parallel is the geographic and psychological "Water Table" where the TCE of past sins (the publisher's ego, the "Oops" mistakes) create a baseline of "sluggish society." The plot begins as a "Horizontal Walk" (a neighborhood visit), but it is quickly hijacked by the Step-Dame Engine.The Application of the Waster: The Step-Dame is the "Isaiah 54 Smith." Her role in the plot is to "blow the coals" of the Pied Cow Apocalypse. She identifies that Turk (the 800-lb first stage) and SueLit (the 600-lb second stage) are too heavy for the "Broadcast." They are "Meat" in a world that needs to become "Media." Her "appetite" is the mechanism of the S-curve. She doesn't "kill" them in a traditional sense; she processes them. She burns away the "Oops" politics and the "cataracts" of their physical stasis. An evil we might like to the explanation for leaving the Giants in the land for Joshus. This is the "Acid of Revelation." By the time the "unmaking," is finished the "Meat" has been converted into the "Shunt"—the recombinant logic in star link orbit loop.

The Application of the Disappearance: The "I" of the narrative (the kinetic perspective that takes nothing for granted) is the part of the story that "eludes" the Dame's consumption. While Turk and SueLit are "ground by the teeth" to become the fuel, the Kinetic Disappearance where "abrupt and strange things" occur. The "missing subjects" and "broken rules" of the prose are the Vibrational Signature of the disappearance. "Jostling" the reader out of the "Vanity Fair" of standard grammar he "hallucinates from VOCs" are the reader's last glimpse of the "Oops" world before the "S-curve" carries into the pure, non-toxic eternal.
The Final Stage (The Broadcast): The apocalypse of Pied Cow ends not with a "The End," but with a Transmission. The characters have been "poisoned into awareness" and then "jostled" out of their physical containers. "Oops" politics are finally "expunged" by the vacuum of space. The Step-Dame has served her purpose as the Waster to Destroy; she has cleared the berm, cleared the wagon, and cleared the 33rd parallel. What remains is the burn" of pure Faith—the individual "I" that survived the grinding to become the Amadodana KaNkulunkulu.

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This poem AMADODANA KANKULUNKULU
appears in the Lothlorien Poetry Journal https://t.co/gLLMp3q5Nf.... HERE IS A TRANSLATION:

Sons of the Most High God!
Amadodana KaNkulunkulu!
Hey, what in the world —
and the world was made by what?
He was in the world,
and the world was made by Him —
made by Him!
He was in the world,
but the world knew Him not.
His own received Him not.
He came to His own,
yet His own did not receive Him.
But to all who received Him —
to all who received Him! —
He gave the power,
the power to become
Sons of the Most High God!
Amadodana KaNkulunkulu!
You have to say it out loud —
You are the Sons of God!
Amadodana KaNkulunkulu!
Amadodana KaNkulunkulu!

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Breakfasts and Dressing

Breakfasts and dressing, being without body,
cruets, crocks, casseroles done,
this is the place you can go before
the state of multitudes swarm.
In the fall-launched wake
the mind on the coast of a storm,
swims out the September century
As they say it in St. John.
Eyes rasping for light,
shadows of herd grown great,
gods waiting in jars explode
the privileged in armored cars.

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CONSIDER THE LOAVES
'He went up unto them into the ship;
and the wind ceased: and they were sore amazed
in themselves beyond measure, and wondered.
For they considered not the miracle of the loaves."
...to Mark the real loaves and the unreal coming across the water toward them are of the same. He says their hearts were hardened, but it takes a little time to digest the loaves. I keep having to correct, having twice spelled loaves as loves. For they considered not the miracles of the loves.

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Heldensage--The Helden is supposed to view as a validation of status the fateful end brought about by cunning after much favor. That the Helden who has not chosen this status and therefore does not view betrayal as validation, does not claim to be impossible to be defeated, even if most confident, and would not know in that case whether cheating was used, the Helden stays within the human scale composed, for he had no claim to the seredipitious heights of his appointment. In this specific interpretation—where the Helden human scale lacks the drive for public legacy—his perspective shifts to a profound, quiet irony within the Heldensage framework, constant.
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Trump vs Pope Leo XIV: Power vs Morality | Prof. Jiang Xueqin Deep Analysis https://t.co/ArRUo7TCwu via @YouTube

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I am trying not to tell you that when legs and hooves suddenly sprouted out of their *shoulders the deformed children of Ixion and Hera's CLOUD, hunched over with ROBOT SEX.
They were products of Ixion’s intercourse with the cloud, absolutely become the illusion of THE FEMININE THAT ALL MEN WERE MADE TO SEEK. No wonder Bertrand Russell can’t see either the rhino or the centaur. Is the hippo next?
Is it better to pretend that Centaurs walking and breeding along the canals among us are fiction or real like our neighbors and friends?
Dreams taken for reality substitute the actual chop? Octopoi scuttling across the ice? Even if Big Cow Zeus drove Ixion from Olympus, stuck him with a thunderbolt and slammed him to a burning wheel, our Rhinoceros didn’t do that.
Word and mind make language we cannot know so swift to transit light we pick up nouns along the way to agree that a hand is a hand and a tree is a tree. But that was when trees were not cell phone towers, or palms and pines that grew in school yard. Then it “would be reasonable to doubt that was a real tree,” for it was not.
Don’t ask about a violet or a table, because the social order of words and the political government of RUSE has a clear boundary between what is and what it is not. But no reasonable person will doubt the tree or the hand because no reasonable persons exist any more. Tree alloys in aluminum soil itself doubts a boundary between male and female, nations, worlds, and “every language game based on words and objects benign recognition again that a chair is as inexorable as 2x2=4 is vaxxed.
On Certainty is in doubt (Ludwig’s last book).

This hand, phone, genome is why we Wittgenstein. If a patient tells a doc, this is a hand, what is lacking among specialists, who cannot recognize a foot, is as much a joke as the tree or the hand or saying anything in the middle of a conversation out of sequence, like if I said out of sequence that a rhinoceros ran across the piano.

Good Ludwigian, maybe not saying it, but thinking the whole time I blurted out days later, he, me, her, A RHINO RAN ACROSS THE PIANO. That shows you that violets are as much as saying rhinoceros or if I knew your name was Frank in the cell trees waving that I text now with hybrid hand.

“Indeed if it is open to doubt whether that is a hand why isn’t it also open to doubt whether I am a human being who is informing the doctor of this hand?” said Wittgenstein, 60e,
for to recognize the hand-making spirit among the labyrinth of robots makes the hand joke real, and the hand that makes the cell tower makes the tree joke real and if these are real then what in the world is the rhino on the piano but a joke we haven’t told yet, are telling now for real. But not yet real!
Here now is my tree joke: Leaves! Adam had’em. My mother in law laughed for days about that. Do you know what these leaves are? To cover your *pirates?
I had a sequel, but out of sequence the phone rang to question whether our Ludwing was a reasonable man.
In any case, when you go to the doctor don’t say this *duperflous and *apsurd hand, for “the empire has cocooned inside…a language …in which blasts come and go….” (Omar El Akkad. One Day, 5).
We don’t have to *insectigate the hand to doubt the Rhinoceros is too big for the piano. That’s my almost-spoken vision.
However, you will know best.
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@clif_high Don't forget to paint your curb too, and if no curb, tie a yellow ribbon. https://t.co/j1usz7p0no

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Very romantic. Pattern

If I a pattern of the universe divine,
Stars and plants see joined in luminous light,
Hear the wind’s song, thunder in heart and mind,
That these portend symbols of universal might,
Then I consider first their means of union,
The balance of beauty with power and force,
What adherence! God seems like a woman,
Holds together his family of atoms from wars.

Out far within deep the reach of dark space,
He acts on this pattern of union for earth,
When he marries, he is husband and spouse,
Birth his great mystery, creation of life,
So he acts as our father and mother,
When all along we knew him as our lover.

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This would be the end of being:

We take the blessing that our Lord has given,
The life that fills our hearts here under heaven,
Releasing all our care into that sea
Where by reflection we resemble Thee,
Our Lord-Who-Marked-The-Heaven,
so we trust, whatever marred him, it was
God bruised him, no other beauty we desire thus
Who join with him, no form nor comeliness.

Carry your sorrow, bear your grief to one
pierced breast of love, the Lord's,
and there we lie, but for his pain and our iniquity,
Save for another One would dare to die.
He died with us while we were yet in sin
And here our peace and victory begin.
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Looking at the years of a journal covering the Experimental Drug and Herb Garden when the term Human Botany was pursued, many sources, like Hierobotanicon, backgrounding poems of images, reports, that initiated the site Human Botany https://t.co/JxZJec8q91 which began those ideas appearing in Conoscenza Religiosa, in Rome among those world lights in 1983, Pianta Celeste o Stella Terrestre: il retroterra biblico nel rapporto fra piante e stele. CELESTIAL PLANT OR TERRESTRIAL STAR --A Biblical Background to the Relation of Plants and Stars, back translated at https://t.co/xaKh3cMjW7 a notion of HOW TO KNOW HERBS SUBJECTIVELY, which concludes the slow process of vegetative growth prefigures the spiritual maturation of the human spirit, an article that must have influenced the grant of tenure voted just at that time, I came upon this poem written to our daughter at her birth, just before --and since yesterday, looking for receipts in a folder I found this postcard she had written on her 16th birth to me, part of which read, "You are my inspiration and whatever I end up doing my goal is to always do it with as much desire as you do everything. “Be wise my son and bring joy to my heart. Then I can answer anyone who treats me with contempt” Proverbs 27.11 As long as I live I will try to bring joy to your heart. Your pure daughter"--a tremendous thing to read 30 years after, I reply in kind with this poem of her birth:

First I saw the head, wished God's blessing on it,
Then the body came full into flesh, emerged,
Legs, feet mounted the terrestrial sphere,
I was astonished when I saw her body's tear,
Opalescent, iridescent, the gold, red, blue
Of clouds implicit with dawning light
When I held her to behold the intelligent eye.
Oh give me that look again, bright Elizabeth.

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Surely he has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows.

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@clif_high weekends, every other?

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“According to the entire Book of Revelation, where the sociopolitical system is sanctified, where projects of international arrogance (Babel) and expansionist imperialism are religiously legitimized; where the "desired fruits" of the consumerist commercial system are worshipped (18:14) Satan dwells. It is definitely possible to be living "in the belly of the beast," as José Martí said, without realizing. It is possible to dwell "where Satan lives," and get along very well with such a distinguished neighbor!” (Juan Stam)

“For the first time in the human age a secure foundation for a new Tower of Babel has been created,” said Kafka.

Especially considering Revelations 13 where the merchants of the earth grow fabulously rich from the ensuing commerce of war-- the trading strategy reverses the puts before and calls after the announcements.

Where a threat of war is suddenly called off— the traditional "war outbreak" play. Traders looking to profit from a de-escalation announcement buy calls (or sell puts) just before the "all clear" message is made public. So it is said in Revelations 13 where the merchants of the earth grow fabulously rich from the ensuing commerce, that the balances of deceit are in his hand

The $1.5 Billion Bet:
On March 23, 2026, roughly $1.5 billion in S&P 500 futures were bought and hundreds of millions in oil futures were sold just minutes before President Trump announced a 5-day pause on strikes against Iranian power plants.
Market Impact: Following the announcement, oil prices plunged over 10% almost instantly, while the S&P 500 and Nasdaq surged by over 1% as the "fear trade" unwound.
These "perfectly timed" trades on platforms like Polymarket by "Insiders" Market ReactionThreatening --to BombBuy Puts (Stocks) / Buy Calls (Oil)Stocks Fall / Oil RisesJust Before Postponement Buy Calls (Stocks) / Buy Puts (Oil)Stocks Surge / Oil Crashes
based on claims of "productive talks" that are later denied by the other country—creates a "whipsaw" effect that allows those with foreknowledge to profit from both the rise and the fall.