So, now I’ve been talking about gyres for at least 6 months, yet I haven’t seen any theories in the news.
When does the 100th monkey do it’s thing.
If you teach a monkey a new trick, every hundredth monkey will do the same trick.
When I speak, the emotion and the thought go out across the universe. So, somebody should be getting it.
I liked it better when I had direct contact. I could possess a young maiden and give a man a good time and get him new ideas.
They always thought the ideas were there’s, fuckin’ men.
But that’s what I get for being a being who had no body.
I’m still getting used to this body. Why in the blue hell does it leak. Blood is coming out every month, peeing, shitting, and sneezing.
I have no control over this thing.
Oh, well. I’ve had years to manage this body, and I think I got it.
I think, why, oh why did Zues do this shit.
I never had to think before this shit.
I was in the cosmos dancing my life away.
I loved it.
I possessed somebody when it was time for new learning. Then I came back to the cosmos.
Well, there was this one time, I inspired a dance club. I fell in love.
I never should have done that. Now I can.
I never thought it would be like this. When Zeus explained it, I knew what we’re going to change, and I knew we would change into humans, but what the fuck?
I never understood humans, and I never wanted to. I was superior to them in every way.
The level of intellect I possess, my I.Q. is off the charts. I got tested as kid, and it was over 500. Making me the smartest person in the world, hence why no one listens to what I have to say.
They hear it, but fuckin’ hell they don’t fuckin’ listen. If I have to repeat myself again, oh fuck, what am I saying.
I know I’ll have to repeat myself again, it’s kind of my job.
But I do need to vent, and that’s why I write in this journal.
I’m good, sooooooo gooooooood.
I work at being this good.
If anyone knew how much I work at being this good, they’d never believe it.
I forgive everyone of everything so that I can peace in my heart, my mind, and my ever loving soul.
You’d think of want to talk about my life, no dice.
I think about precision in language.
Why be precise?
Why, do want to look look like a moronic fool?
That’s why precise language is needed if one is going to communicate intelligently.
Now I’ve seen the movie where they use precise language and shit to control, however, if fucking being pissed the fick off, is what how you would describe what you’re going through, that’s precise.
That’s how easy it is to bust any movie.
Busting me, that’s difficult, it can and has been done, not for years, but in hopeful.
I love ti learn, how else can I learn unless someone can bust me up.
I’ve been wrong, so wrong, but I learned.
That’s not narcissism. That’s working my ass off my entire life.
Think about this for a moment, this is the universal consciousness channeling through Jim.
What he doesn’t want to say, is that he has spent more than 10 years leading people to God. He doesn’t know how many people, he just shared a post put weekly for years.
Knowing what he was doing as we told him.
We don’t like when something happens to him. We like him. He beat us once.
I really don’t like it when they do that. This Jim again.
When the big u uses you, you don’t have a choice.
Now I have a choice as to whether or not I publish this, since you’re reading this you know what I’ve done.
The Church of Rock 'N' Roll 
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