Soon, uh, manana, it will be 111 days to the end of the year! Escuche estudiantes! Ignore the ‘illusion’ at your own peril. Resistance to illusory, but majority rules of action will leave you in a puddle of blood by the luchador ringside. The definition of a fool is one who ignores the illusion.
Oye amigos! Did you know that when I wear my tightest leotards I look just like the abrahamic god? Ya know, te sabes… the one who tells you that you are committing a ‘sin’ if you live with out him! Don’t blame me… me hago solo (I get lonely). I thought it un buen idea to use guilt and deception, while speaking in unclear symbols to manipulate the cattle, uh I mean, the audiences subconscious. That joto Xavier, el cree que my created ‘God’ is just a Godform. I just want him to shut his mouth! He’s in front of my audience.
8 sets of 135 degrees create the octagon of the fighting ring (or symbol of control). Numero interesante! What’s 135, or 1+3+5? It’s 9. Me gusta nueve…9! It represents the fall of your spirit into my world.
When added to my número favorito, 11, we have lots of fun.
O.K., I want you to multiply 111,111,111 x 111,111,111. What did you get?
You got all numbers 12345678987654321. Si, that’s how you conjure up all 3 dimensional creations. Don’t be a puss… now, add these up, you know, 12345678987654321. What u get? Was it 81? Oh, I forgot, uh what is 9×9? is it 81? Si, su subconscious knew that! But does it know that 81 can be expressed as 8+1 which is 9?! Si, it did. But your conscious mind did not. But wait, hay mas. Oye, te gusta 99 (9×9)? I do. Por qué? Entonces, 99 is 9,11 times… or 911!!!!!! My leotards are getting tighter around the crotch every moment!
Too many of you jotos know my tricks, so don’t expect tomorrow to be a big blow out. Recuerdo, manana, tomorrow, 9/11 is 111 days to the end of the year. I had some big fireworks planned for Syria. Aye aye aye, this delay in my timing removes my inertia y power because the astrological alignments y numerological nuances don’t match my intent. Perhaps a more complex thoughtform has determined my ‘usefulness’ has expired. No way. Soy luchador!