chapter 07

vs. 1: This is the ritual of the guilt offering, it is most holy. EQ.

Now the bloody guilt offering ritual. It is most holy like all bloody rituals. Slaughter the domestic beast, dash blood on the golden, horned alter. Burn all but the tender flesh.

Vs. 6: Only the males in the priestly line may eat of it; it shall be eaten in the sacred precinct: it is most holy. EQ.

So that includes the males, and only the males of the priestly line. In case anyone missed whom the priestly line is, Leviticus, Levite, Aaron. And the bastard children, sons, of Lord Moses.

And if you are still having trouble understanding the original, holy means evil. Depraved. Myopic. Vile. Deceptive. And this unfortunate backwards meaning has held out thousands of years undetected with but a few aware of the paradox.

Guilt offerings are like sin offerings. Same bloody rules.

The priest can keep whatever they like such as the skin, leather. Offerings can also be backed.

If any fucker ain't a Levite and touches the meat of the Priests or if a Priest is unclean.

Vs. 20: But the person who, in a state of uncleanness, eats flesh from the Lord’s sacrifices of well-being, that person shall be cut off from his kin. EQ.

Kill the sucker. Spare the sword, spoil the hoard.

These laws of Moses, let’s be realistic for a sentence, the laws of Moses were written by a bunch of fat bald head lunatics in their palaces, or something of that nature, with intent to plant a mind virus of mute obedience into an evolving animal that they wanted to hold down as a slave culture, the grand joke of Babylon, are made forever.

Unless the laws are found to be lacking and thereupon revoked.

Under the authority of Ehyeh-Asher-Ehyeh. I will be what I will be. I will be a god in the company of gods. A creature of awareness.

The laws of Moses are hereby revoked.


chapter 8

For anyone reading the Bloody Holy Torah for the first time, it may seem fuckin' mad. And painfully tedious.

Well, it is. Mad fucking random rituals by insane primates on a demented power trip. Told over and over. Obey.

So on we plow through it, hoping to expose it for what it is so that we can finally reject it and build a new Babylon. Without tyrants or slaves.

“Son, when you grow up, you will learn that the world is run by mad tyrants. They are the owners. The warlords, the landlords, the drug lords, the media lords, the patent lords, the priests and lawyers. They will bombard you with random rituals and laws and lies that they defend with military might. Anyone caught in contradiction will be cut off from his kin.”

“Cool. Sounds like a nearly impossible game. How many lives do I get.”

“There is no limit.”

Moses dressed his officers, priests, up in their holy clown suits. The seven-day ordination ritual that we’ve been through, at least once, was repeated. Verbatim. Give or take a few words.

Moses oiled the tabernacle. Made it slippery, thus holy.

Slaughtered a domesticated beast and threw blood on his gold alter. Consecration.

Then another slaughter, ordination this time. Which required the blood smearing on Aaron and sons.

Right ear, thumb, big toe.

Some more theater, then oil and blood were smeared over Aaron and his sons. Thus he consecrated Aaron, sons and their dressing gowns.

To make sure everything was holy, the priests had to stay in the orgy tent seven days. Or be slaughter like a ram.

Vs. 35: You shall remain at the entrance of the Tent of Meeting day and night for seven days, keeping the Lord’s charge – that you may not die – for so I have been commanded. EQ.

“Moses, you are a fucking asshole. What is your problem with Aaron that you must torture him and his sons.”

“It’s fun. And he dared to question my authority making a golden calf. Everyone must learn not to question authority. Else they may reach out and take from the tree of life and live forever.”

“Well, I hope we can finally relinquish this depraved game now that it has been our theater of hell for several thousand years.”

“You’re the man. You tell us.”

Moses. The stereotypical inbred bastard most high priest over lord character must die. All holy dictators and priests must die. The evil pricks.

“Can I say that.”


chapter 9

Slaughter, slaughter. I fuck your sons and fuck your daughters. I splash blood all around till blood covers the ground.

More of the same. Aaron and sons, sweating in their holy suits before millions of spectators. Blood splashing. Moses makes a great show for the people.

Vs. 24: Fire came forth from before the Lord and consumed the burnt offering and the fat parts on the alter. And all the people saw, and shouted, and fell on their faces. EQ.

Moses makes a grand horror show. Scares the shit out of everyone and they all bow to the prick, trembling with fear.


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