7 to 11 neutrino Joules is a Perfect Knowino | Pine Cone

What is a Joule? An Explanation

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What does it mean if a whole group of people focus on balancing the three aspects of something 1. another 2. and Joules, for example, except this group revealing they are in, but are out of something 1. another 2. and have no idea what Joules have to do with anything. If anyone has achieved balancing something 1. another 2. and attains 7 to 11 Joules of Knowino perfection, this group_absence of any Knowino at all is just, not a healthy place to keep pretending “I’m in but I’m out”, even if any fear money monkey Joules business is worth fan-base faking it.

In Creation groups, that focus on balancing Love, Light, Peace Jewels or anything they don’t, actually have anything to do with yet, helps us understand one important twisty Knowino? Love, Light, Peace can’t be present yet, otherwise(not wise) Creation, merely tells us what we, never achieve, but we wanna; that’s all? ONENESS isn’t Like this Uh Oh “No” for sure it ain’t, but Painting over Creation’s infamous fakery, which tells us another thing is for sure: Creation has no idea what Love, Light, Peace have to do with anything either, just like a whole group of people focused on balancing 7 to 11 neutrino Joules to a perfect Victorian Colon Boil on a *uck’s hairy pinched-nerve Creation Quack 1. Duality Hate 2, soggy-bottom Joule Quacker.

Something 1, Another 2, and Royal-evil power to Joule-infinity has been bubbling up to a festering boil on my tiny hole in hairy Creation, and I think it has something to do with another talking about the, very thing no one Knows anything about, as if everything unknown is for sale, like peddlers used to put, all their old fish on a feeble cart, and try to sell what rot has nothing to do with Love for a real large fine Fish, any Love Light Peace desperate Poison-mind Whore-cart smelly-more.

Picture a Victorian pinched-nerve Royal-colon boiling to bust a guttural-death Creation Giant soggy bottom Quacker, how perfect they hold their head, hands, posture, Jaw, and lies, all just right in case someone may see who they, really are hiding, even, and especially from totally judging themselves/projected, as unbalanced as any Portal-festering whole bunches of Duck itch grapes of Jealous-rage Pout-whining Wrath poppers about to blow at any, and every Love(something) 1. Light(Another) 2. Peace(Joule) balancing act on the high strung BOING Going 737 Sprung tight trapeze from Up the Colon Reptilian Colonialism_midnight Dragon-feeding sacri-suffice one-a-day vitamin-vampirism feast ism ism ism ism iser iser iser iser 90% awe goner Yum Yum Yummers?

Now I ask any Creation focus group how to sell ‘help’ to hide this much denial? Isn’t it possible that no one knows anything about Love, Light, and Peace if that’s, all we talk about; seems more like balance-sing-sing Something 1. Another unknown 2. and Creations rotting 7 to 11 neutrino Joules Perfect Know-nothing hack attack act act act Quacking up Boil suckers early mournings? What do old smelly fish, and Victorians have, most in common if it ain’t all the shiny scales choking on Creation, and calling it Duck itch performance anxiety gone Faker-group focus ‘no help at all’ infinite Joules, as the exponent “In but I’m out” viral?

So here we sit, broken hearted Co-creations, paid with our life to fake it, and only parted… “I feel something” or another unknown on-going boinging 737 unconscious Knowino Joules right out of this picture, and it sure would be a well-deserved break for us, all to experience one day without anyone teaching, preaching, and faking anything no part of Creation can, ever know anything about, what keeps us here, ever so denied/above reproach, it seems to me?

I don’t know which is worse, pointing fingers out to keep our focus on Creation-expletives, or using all “You” messages without any “I message origins” where everything in Creation unconscious ‘unknown’ comes from. When we Fish-sales writers tell others to control our thoughts, while everything in Co-creation comes from ‘unseen thoughts’, now isn’t that pretty smelly enough to, not eat a boil Quaker’s snot Knowino nuttin honey? If I, never know what’s in my unconscious, and I have no control over Joules I, never know about, then how the Hell can we trust anyone selling smelly Love, Light Boils, and *uck itch soggy bottom Quackers?

If there’s another thing we here know nothing about, ever so obviously is that the, only thing of value a soggy Quacker has to share is ‘themselves’, and if we don’t in ‘any’ Boil-relationship, there is no ‘real’ relationship to pretend, if we also, never acknowledge what another Duck itch self-discloses, so there is, no possible treasure left on Pirate-island Earth-gossip double-assassin, ever so Duality old fish peddling full of _’pointing out its, and that’s’, but not me oh no, not one Joule Knowino on a shiny Pope’s Queen-colon scale of fear money monkey Joules business, worth Group-faking it Plus.

Today is a good example of self-disclosure, and it’s like, always be willing to check the compass, and change course to avoid avoiding vulnerable giving of oneself, instead of expletive pontificating boring Boil-puss, all over other Victorian pinched-nerve fan-hiding Groupies. I see how we are! Joules(whatever that means) seem better than pretending Love(Whatever that means), but trying to control my unconscious, when YES; that means I can’t, ever know what I don’t know to change it up, is a lot like the Creation Law of attraction when so far I wouldn’t trade one Kind Intuition(like this one) for all the intellectual barbarism of Creation genocide, Gender-lovers, obviously know Nothing slow-boil frog-remains our best Boil sucker-fish tag China-link to rot Love Light Peace right-on unconscious Faker’s-wrongo to the Blackmail Hostage Power-over Nothing, really…

Let’s see what I mean, or what I hear me saying(in the Light House Moth-ship wreck compass absence of Love Light Peace here?):

If we focus, directly on what we know nothing about, it reveals how bad we need it; that’s all?

Using the word “You” all the time, always has it’s compliment, pointing out with fishy shame/blame Patsy-angry Ex-lax Smooth-talking Chocolate-candy Codependent-expletive soothers?

It’s funny, but I think I’m saying we would be better off focusing on Joules, as if we Know nothing about Joules and, maybe, just maybe Love Light Peace would get a chance to enter our Unconscious-emptying our mind-control emptying our Holy Grail Cup uncontrolled heart enough?

Pine Cone may be the cabin boy checking his brassy shiny compass warning us about, never heading straight toward any Light House beacons in addiction for what ails us the most, sort of like a Controlled Opposition “Moth to the Law of attraction Unconscious-fail twin flameout?”

Pine Cone self-discloses with vulnerability, without “Hillbilly-deliverance You-bullity”, and also hears what’s, not said but intimated from Intuition far above, and away from any normal gossip fear of Creation Intellectual Spiritual Coward up the Bobby-colon ISIS mercenary Victorian Pope’s Aroused-demon Valentine-tell Family Triangulation Barbarism?

We are all Karmic-conipinikin Wonders, so anyone is safe without two ears to hear and, without single eye vision, because it’s impossible to change the nature of Creation directly, until we discover the Individual-sovereign Pineal Portal crack in the Cosmic-egg, where there are no chickens clucking jerk-heads in their, own Creation-plucking coward-ammonia Denial-mounds?

I had loads of fun Belly-laughing my joules off, listening to you, but saying what I think I mean, and repeating back what I hear me saying is more fun than a barrel of fake Love Light Peace fear money monkey Joules business lancing any slow boil enormous-itch Creation-planet soggy Quacker observing the observed, served old rot fish sold Puke-hot?

This is, more like, really getting off, than remaining self-censored self-centered stuck ‘in, but I’m out’, afraid when all the boils pop off in SHTF ISIS Nile-river Creation Knowino-unconscious *uck-itch Shallow-water sun tan Denial-puss?

If I was a Creation cling-on envy green, I would Victorian-colon myself, so tea-party tapestry Black-diamond stiffs, that everyone would pity me for all my pinched nerve endings funny monkey Jewel-business Ghosts coming at me like the Gout attack of all ‘check my compass’ Karma hack attacks, already welded to the same Light House rudder ship-wreck Queen Ann Dragon-viral Unconscious-lace; Safety in Numb Numbers; cross my fingers hope to Focbofus-group ship-wrecked “Moth to the Law of attraction Twin flame-out” Mortal-dead already?