am the fox and bring a message terrible but true that will guide evolution but beware evolution is a painful process. Survive, Endure, Evolve! We will survive hand in hand brothers for ten to twenty years. We will endure the long voyage/march/journey whatever together! We will arrive at what New Zealand together and form and Asian Union and pray for our brothers of the European Union and the American Union well who knows for the eagle flies to the sun to be burned again! You have been warned! I have done my duty as messenger but would help guide the Asian Union flotilla South with my children, grandchildren and so forth! Good luck and God speed!
Birth is painful! Death is painful! Evolution is birth and death combined so doubly painful!
Do not read this unless prepared via purification of body, mind and finally soul! Avert your eyes if intoxicated with wine or women or song. Only those pure and filled with light can handle this message!
A prayer, request to those who live above us in the great hierarchy! I ask for the wisdom from the Buddhas of ancient Greece Plato and his children Aristotle and Socrates! I ask for the wisdom of the many Buddhas of China but most especially Confucius that taught the art of tradition and calculation with great precision. I call on the countless Buddhas of what is now called India. In particular I wish the children of Asia to probe deeply into the wisdom of the Buddha born in Nepal and now Known as Gautama Buddha. I ask for help and guidance from the Virgin Mary, the Son of God and God the highest! I beseech the higher ones, the celestial ones the one above and in their great hierarchy to guide my path and the path of the evolved we. I call on the mother Gods like Nüwa and most of all the highest God the God that survives the Big Bang the God that survives the Big Crunch. The God that emerged from countless infinities in the darkness to make a universe of light, life and the three trinities which do not supplant the old trinities but supplement them. Survive, endure and evolve! SEE! See children of God see with eye, see with third eye, use pineal gland and more! I use smell well enough about the me! The three trinities of the New World that will combine old wisdom with science and make a trinity that is easy to remember and chant with mandala true that guides our arks through the seas of fire. The first principle is survival for without survival you would not be here reading this text! Survival is always the now! The second great principle is we endure. For without endurance how can we step into the future ever changing. We endure suffering for the larger WE! Family, nation space ship Earth for without the we! We cannot evolver or even survive! I am me and you are thee but countless generations and life forms gave us life for the sentient beings that endured suffering lived and those who could not survive and endure died! Humans are not so special. Our galaxy is one of many. Our solar system is one of many. Our Earth is one of countless ones in the multiverse. All that can exist does exist. If this Earth does not survive then another one will in the multiverse and so it is written. The final principle is that we evolve or perish or in the case of humans devolve to monkeys and eat our own feces and live in an unclean way and die and billions become millions this is written and cannot be changed. Sorrow, sorrow, sorrow and the wise cry tears. Floods of tears! Madness, madness, madness and the sane struggle for clarity of vision. Survival, Endurance and Evolution form a simple mnemonic SEE! We must see the situation of peril around us and act. We must calculate path with good will and build dome and the convert dome by turning the dome or domes upside down and add tarp that cleans air and then to arks and the sail across the sea of fire north or south depending where we are! The Swiss and their European brothers can go deep into the alps and wait a hundred years and emerge. Putin resists being Putin the Wise so that path is closed for now! The future now well we shall see! May all the countless buddhas and countless gods and most especially the mother gods help us in this time of fire, pain and madness. We act together or we die alone! The analogy of the tea pot follows! I broke a teapot in secret anger for waste makes me angry and we have destroyed space ships Earth for what, what, WHAT! We have destroyed the air, the water, the earth, even our genes, our minds with countless intoxicants. We are unclean and pay a heavy price for our conduct. The God above all gods watches us and this God has terrible fury and will burn us with a sea of fire. Who will survive? The clean! The evolved! The beautiful! Grandpa Fox will try to help but old and lustful and who knows not Grandpa Fox. Oh Jessica the mad in the Land of the Wise makes me laugh. You are “just and old man”. Silly rabbit you parrot the chatter of the monkeys of the West and use your power of mind and very limited beauty to make the Western monkeys dance for ego! Never mind for I stop laughing and begin to become angry. A glass of beer tossed in my face. Run Jessica run to a monastery and become Buddhist nun and purify yourself and your bloodline! Forget it Jessica is of little consequence to tribe or the world. Nothing less than nothing a zero! I begin to laugh and anger subsides!
Brothers and sisters and all sentient being that wish to evolve listen closely. The world is like a teapot that gives us pleasant waters that are hot but not too hot. If the tea is too hot then the tongue is scalded and taste buds damaged or worse cancer of the tongue. If the tea is too cold then the tea does not purify us and allow excrement to leave lower stomach as intended. The tea has a proper temperature and if brought to mount too hot then we wait patiently and meditate carefully and calculate the danger around us! If the tea is very hot then the porcelain breaks and there is the porcelain of our mind also breaks as does body. The monkey with parrot tongue asks for hot, hot, hot tea and thinks itself amusing but indeed the monkey is foolish!
Forgive my trespasses for I am mortal and a great sinner and limited of wisdom of skill and thought. I strive to have right speech and right thought and right vocation but fail repeatedly due to mortality and breakage of mind. The tea is too hot and scald my tongue and makes my blood hot and prone to anger! Alas I am mortal and suffer like all mortal men. I have given up intoxicants but the original sin of the intoxication due to the natural perfume of the flesh of women is like an orchid deep in the night that beckons me! Ah let me remain with this one sin, the original sin of Eve to Adam for I wish to remain here and help your children my brothers and sisters to build the dome and the ark the dome upside down and then live long on the ark of the Asian Union and have children and grandchildren and so on and so on and together our great house, our great blood line will clean the decks and look at the flames but have no fear or anger for we can breathe slowly and deeply and control desire as the yogis of India did long ago. I will try my Lord and try earnestly and pray for true vison and true speech and tell stories that instruct and entertain and make long voyage pleasant as best I can! I will join the tribe of the Cambodians and if social harmony I disrupt then let my wife gently chide me with smile and the perfume that is natural to her sex and finally the power of beauty that pulls my fox tail, the first fox tail that all men have and pacifies the wild fox within! I am old of form but young of heart and reborn among the poor but wise of Cambodia! I have lived in many lands and say truly this is the most harmonious and industrious Kingdom I have lived in and not meant as insult to any other land but just speak truth of mind and eye and third eye to instruct the world and prepare the New World built on the Ashes of the Wicked world that will burn and thus purify the land! Oh I tire brothers and sisters and will finish this sermon later for I cry tears of joy. The billions made millions make me cry and cry and cry. However, the vision of the New World more light than darkness makes me smile and fills my heart small with joy and my heart grows! Hallelujah brothers and sisters and together we will make wine of heart, women as mothers not playthings of lust and a song of rightness that fills the air polluted by well pollution and the chatter of emojis the song on monkeys. Enough my brain is fevered with thought and intention tomorrow I will continue with after breathing the sweet flowers that surround me in The Sanctuary!