bendedon
11-12-2004, 03:14 PM
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Hey the Beastie Boys!
I'd like to point out our Power, Ideals, Friendship, Love, Humor, Funky Stuff (hopefully), Creativity, Freshness, ETC.! I'd love to be Add soon, and make goodness such as am , and Eve ! I know y'all have heard my bongos, and y'all know I love 'Jamin. I'd like to point out all the prophesies that I've read that show me as God, such as Joseph Smith's (the 19th century prophet who founded the Mormon religion) prophesy that The Father (God) lives in Ohio, the street that I was living on when I read that prophesy out of a Mormon Reverand's bible while I was in captivity. That Mormon Reverand as well called me The Father (God). The bible as well contributes by saying that God will have the name of Christ, and my middle name is Christian. In Ether (a book that was in his bible), it said that God will know that he is God when he sees the vision of Jesus, and that all occured about two weeks before I got sent to that institution where that Mormon Reverand was. A guy in this town that I am in now that I met at my favorite coffeehouse that said that he used to work for the SI (which is Secret Intelligence), when I told him some of these prophesies, said "I bow." or something tremendously similiar to that. I also know from the subtle comments of the radio DJs as well as a few open adknowledgements that people could totally hear me in their head before we met (me and them), granting that I have the Total Holy Spirit ("Benny and the Jets" and "Boomin' Benny are dope too), fulfilling yet another biblical prophesy, the one granting that God has the Holy Spirit. There is also the fact that my first "sex" admited not only that she could hear me before we met, but that she worked for KU "about" me, who I know is also connected to the government. My parents are not only a kindergarten teacher and a doctor, but work(ed) for KU and various other organizations. The made me unconscious somehow at the bottom of the stairs going upstairs somehow after I got back from using my mother's minivan, as I do remember all that and passing out, and said that I had a van accident with that very minivan that very same day, as I was rendered unconscious for about two weeks and ended up in a hospital after that where I was awake. We live southwest of the south side of Kansas City, and I supposedly crashed about forty-five minutes north of Kansas City, someplace where I would never have a reason to drive to. They also constantly say that I am insane to think that I am God (at least they used to), and would never have me move to a place where I could smoke pot. The bible, however, talks of manna! It says that manna is a green plant that grows in the forest with crystal like frost on it. It also says that it gives one the holy spirit and the vision of God, and talks of it being smoked out of a seven headed pipe with a gold bowl. (Don't worry, I have all of the scripture locations of all these prophesies written down and kept with my philosophy at home.) My parents, however, took my guardianship because of the drugs thing, etc., and they also said the would commit me back to this captivity where I am writing y'all from and have been here about a year and a third straight! All of my love for y'all's music and all of this and all of the love I have felt from you guys through song, talking to y'all, etc. and all of the fresh funk we could at least talk about sometimes MAYBE makes me want the father to have three fathers: Mike D., Adrock, and MCA! This would give All Of All safety, peace, and my fullest love ever! (My guardianship could have gone to whoever, but y'all were not available to talk to like this at the time, so I chose to keep my guardianship with my parents for then.) I just NEED to have tremendous guardians 'til whenever, but y'all could keep me as long as you fellows wish. Please take me into your hearts enough to at least reply to this. My address here is 514 S. Uinversity Ave. in Carbondale, Il, 62901, and our phone is 618-529-3044. I would love to hear from y'all somehow, sometime, and just know that my parents know how much I love your music and like it much themselves, so "You wonderful fellows will have no problems. Amen."
Peace, Goodness, and Farewell,
Love,
Ben Dedon
Hey the Beastie Boys!
I'd like to point out our Power, Ideals, Friendship, Love, Humor, Funky Stuff (hopefully), Creativity, Freshness, ETC.! I'd love to be Add soon, and make goodness such as am , and Eve ! I know y'all have heard my bongos, and y'all know I love 'Jamin. I'd like to point out all the prophesies that I've read that show me as God, such as Joseph Smith's (the 19th century prophet who founded the Mormon religion) prophesy that The Father (God) lives in Ohio, the street that I was living on when I read that prophesy out of a Mormon Reverand's bible while I was in captivity. That Mormon Reverand as well called me The Father (God). The bible as well contributes by saying that God will have the name of Christ, and my middle name is Christian. In Ether (a book that was in his bible), it said that God will know that he is God when he sees the vision of Jesus, and that all occured about two weeks before I got sent to that institution where that Mormon Reverand was. A guy in this town that I am in now that I met at my favorite coffeehouse that said that he used to work for the SI (which is Secret Intelligence), when I told him some of these prophesies, said "I bow." or something tremendously similiar to that. I also know from the subtle comments of the radio DJs as well as a few open adknowledgements that people could totally hear me in their head before we met (me and them), granting that I have the Total Holy Spirit ("Benny and the Jets" and "Boomin' Benny are dope too), fulfilling yet another biblical prophesy, the one granting that God has the Holy Spirit. There is also the fact that my first "sex" admited not only that she could hear me before we met, but that she worked for KU "about" me, who I know is also connected to the government. My parents are not only a kindergarten teacher and a doctor, but work(ed) for KU and various other organizations. The made me unconscious somehow at the bottom of the stairs going upstairs somehow after I got back from using my mother's minivan, as I do remember all that and passing out, and said that I had a van accident with that very minivan that very same day, as I was rendered unconscious for about two weeks and ended up in a hospital after that where I was awake. We live southwest of the south side of Kansas City, and I supposedly crashed about forty-five minutes north of Kansas City, someplace where I would never have a reason to drive to. They also constantly say that I am insane to think that I am God (at least they used to), and would never have me move to a place where I could smoke pot. The bible, however, talks of manna! It says that manna is a green plant that grows in the forest with crystal like frost on it. It also says that it gives one the holy spirit and the vision of God, and talks of it being smoked out of a seven headed pipe with a gold bowl. (Don't worry, I have all of the scripture locations of all these prophesies written down and kept with my philosophy at home.) My parents, however, took my guardianship because of the drugs thing, etc., and they also said the would commit me back to this captivity where I am writing y'all from and have been here about a year and a third straight! All of my love for y'all's music and all of this and all of the love I have felt from you guys through song, talking to y'all, etc. and all of the fresh funk we could at least talk about sometimes MAYBE makes me want the father to have three fathers: Mike D., Adrock, and MCA! This would give All Of All safety, peace, and my fullest love ever! (My guardianship could have gone to whoever, but y'all were not available to talk to like this at the time, so I chose to keep my guardianship with my parents for then.) I just NEED to have tremendous guardians 'til whenever, but y'all could keep me as long as you fellows wish. Please take me into your hearts enough to at least reply to this. My address here is 514 S. Uinversity Ave. in Carbondale, Il, 62901, and our phone is 618-529-3044. I would love to hear from y'all somehow, sometime, and just know that my parents know how much I love your music and like it much themselves, so "You wonderful fellows will have no problems. Amen."
Peace, Goodness, and Farewell,
Love,
Ben Dedon