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Posts : 724 Join date : 2011-02-25 Age : 68 Location : Phoenixville, Pennsylvania, USA
| Subject: Century III : #100 Sat Sep 05, 2015 1:27 pm | |
| This is a preface for the memorials of both John Palamar, Jr. and David Palamar in their respective passings to eternal life. These two men are at war with each other. Both have murdered their mother, Mary Popovich Palamar, and their brother, Robert Palamar. Both seek payment for committing such a horrific deed. Neither agree to settle peacefully. They have falsely accused me, assaulted me, kidnapped me, plundered me, put me to death, as have my country and friends. (so has the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania in at least 5/6ths [and worse {the use of "to give you the benefit of the doubt" ((there is no doubt of my innocence)) from Judge Anthony A. Sarcione, Chester County Court of Common Pleas, when such 'benefit' was non-existent}] of total support in such behavior) Their forgiveness is in Christ.III : 100The last one honored amongst the Gauls,Over the enemy man will he be victorious:Force and land in a moment explored,When the envious one will die from an arrow shot.Because in his hell driven snobbery he wants nothing to do with me, the envious one is :David Palamar77 Sailfish Dr.Brigantine, NJ08203e-mail : atomic132@comcast.netcell phone : 1-609-335-1334The last line has also been translated, "when suddenly, the envious one dies from the shot."I saw my brother shot in the alcove of Caesar's Resorts International just off the boardwalk in Atlantic City. The man looked liked the same man who mugged me and Doug Boyer after we attended a Phillies baseball game at the old Connie Mack Stadium c. 1968. He even looked like my saxophonist, Elder Patrick, when I had a quintet at the Valley Forge Hilton. I had seen Elder at various times. Looking back on it though, Elder could be that personage of Daniel, "the chief prince of Meschesh and Tubal". But then again, so could Butchy Cole. Either way, he was shot by filthy, hateful, scumbag islam : there is no such thing as a good muslim. But this is about my brother in quatrain, in pre- and possibly post-mortem.My first visual recollection of David was when I began to breathe again, after being dead for approximately 1,925 years. It was in the place of my being birthed, the third birth for me, first as Elijah, second as John, and now as Edward (with the resurrected St. Judas Iscariot attached to me as a diametrically opposed twin). The place is M-33 in Chester County Prison. At the time of that third birthing, the prison was under construction, at least in terms of how it is now. David stood quietly near me as I struggled to take my new breaths again. There was some afterbirth covering my nostrils which was removed by our next older brother, Robert. It was deep in the night (early morning), c. 3:00 AM, June 25, 1956. This seems to be the time when envy entered David's heart, envious of his brother Robert's good deed, that in 10 years to the day, David would hand me a loaded .22 caliber revolver and tell me to "shoot Bob (Robert)".He seems to have been the person who said, "Here's your king", provoking others on that very morning. After I was laved (in what appears to be M-30) by who would become my mother-in-law (though the way those things work, she basically already was, looking back on things), there was a struggle by others, and the muzzle of a shotgun was put into my mouth. At some point I was mocked about strength and told to breathe out as hard as I could. The challenge placed to me at the time was to stop the exploding shotgun with my breath, much like the depictions of "Superman". The first charge failed, spilling its contents of buckshot into my mouth. But the second exploded with fury, putting a whole into my mouth. After sunrise, I remember at one point being given some food as Dave smirked, and the food fell right out of the bottom of my mouth through my jawbone. The other thing I remember is that I was placed on a low, small table/seat abutting the bubble (the guard's control room) just outside of the bubble. But there was a deliberate effort by placing me inside the bubble near the table to show that there was no protective glass yet in place. (I seem to recall Dave saying at the time, "This is for your thought." and increasingly imagining that there was someone on the inside preparing food.) There also were not eating tables in M-odd at that time. So I was left, then, on the table outside the bubble and my mental voice (as my tongue had been shot) was very memorable. Strangely enough, I was trying (hearing) to get something to eat as I stood there alone (but not totally alone, as my oldest brother, John, Jr., had impregnated our common matron with his seed, and God attached another person to me, a diametrically opposed conjoined twin, even shown to be so by Robert as he carried me through M-odd before the gun shot.)Dave stepped up to the plate once more though, as a near three year old, attempting to carry me into the house on the way home even though our common sire later told me that he insisted upon doing so even though he was told not to by the same. Being a bit heavy, he dropped me on the floor. Reminds me of the time he told me to shoot his older brother, and stab his wife-to-be, or when he stabbed me in my rectum. Getting shot with a shotgun at what would become his long time hometown of Brigantine, NJ was quite a surprise, too. That was when the USA gave in to barbarian power as per another of the quatrains.The Commonwealth of Pennsylvania is so filthy with racketeering that it will be destroyed by Ascension Sunday, May 8, 2016 A.D., the 1,335th day of Daniel 12:12, the Day of the Lord according to Malachi 4:5, Saturday, December 29, 2018 A.D., the 2,300th day of Daniel 8:14.
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| Subject: Re: Century III : #100 Wed Jan 27, 2016 4:51 am | |
| "Why are we here?" says I.
"You would ask that question wouldn't you (I guess you need to ask that)" says Dave.
"I want to go home" says me; "let's wait to see what it's about" says Dave.
As appears bro John with blanket and prison items walking towards us.
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Posts : 724 Join date : 2011-02-25 Age : 68 Location : Phoenixville, Pennsylvania, USA
| Subject: O Jesus, King of All Nations, May Your Reign Be Recognized on Earth! Wed Jan 27, 2016 5:07 am | |
| The whole matter of barbarian power and its continuance, even unto the speech of one such barbarian who misleads millions of people into thinking there is some sort of righteousness in what he calls "the muslim faith".
Muslims are the "people of a foreign god" foretold in Daniel 11.
The foreign god is, moreover, of Satan than a lie because Jesus Christ teaches that Satan is the father of lies.
The "people of a foreign god" are of Satan.
Their basis for continuance is of greed, as Satan, cast down by God, aspires to God's throne.
As God's people, we are not to give into such barbarian power.
When Dave and Chester County Prison (country) gave into that barbarian power, innocent citizens' lives were placed in jeopardy. | |
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Posts : 724 Join date : 2011-02-25 Age : 68 Location : Phoenixville, Pennsylvania, USA
| Subject: Re: Century III : #100 Sat Jun 04, 2016 5:20 am | |
| - Admin wrote:
My first visual recollection of David was when I began to breathe again, after being dead for approximately 1,925 years. It was in the place of my being birthed, the third birth for me, first as Elijah, second as John, and now as Edward. The place is M-33 in Chester County Prison. At the time of that third birthing, the prison was under construction, at least in terms of how it is now. David stood quietly near me as I struggled to take my new breaths again. There was some afterbirth covering my nostrils which was removed by our next older brother, Robert. It was deep in the night (early morning), c. 3:00 AM, June 25, 1956. This seems to be the time when envy entered David's heart, envious of his brother Robert's good deed, that in 10 years to the day, David would hand me a loaded .22 caliber revolver and tell me to "shoot Bob (Robert)".
Besides Satan, himself, had David any help? As late as the autumn of 2011 A.D., an active refusal by all others to amend and correct the matter existed, opting for what has become the fulfillment of Century X:20. But that was meant to be, and has been part of the mass apostasy. And for any relief that David had received until that autumn of 2011 A.D., nearly a year later, on September 12, 2012 A.D., Century IV:95 would be fulfilled, and rebellion would begin anew by both his and my fellow countrymen. One of the things 'hand' delivered to me while I was a victim of this rebellion via violation of State Statute §2903 by the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania against my person, was a "fuck you" while at Chester County Prison (death camp), ca. November, 2012 A.D.This was cited in a pair of phone calls on Friday evening (Saturday eve) October 10, 2014 A.D. initiated by my brother reaching out to me while I was convalescing.
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Posts : 724 Join date : 2011-02-25 Age : 68 Location : Phoenixville, Pennsylvania, USA
| Subject: Sharts Thu Jun 09, 2016 9:21 pm | |
| There was a day on board what seemed like a small port authority sea vessel when I remember seeing a similar type vessel approach the first vessel and I saw our uncle Joe board the vessel on which I was.
I was with most of what I can remember of my family at the time, but I was only about 4 years of age (and this being 4 was the third time of being so for me, ca. 1960 A.D.).
As the second ship pulled close so uncle Joe could join us, a large destroyer was seen to pass further away from both of the smaller craft, but the large ship was still only about 25-40 yards away.
The swells of the sea were large and Dave remarked to me that the army had boats, too.
After our uncle boarded, I remember, and for no particular reason, shooting out sharts from my rectum.
These sharts were a mix of solid and semi-solid feces, and shooting them seemed like fun, like playing with a yo-yo or a frisbee.
The strange thing about it was that I seemed to be centering on targeting David's wife, and some were hitting her rather right in the face.
Dad said, "Stop that."
I said, "No."
(at this point it kind of sounds like Livingston Taylor's "I Got My Pajamas On" when the little boy is told to go to bed; but as of this edit of 10/26/2016 A.D., I see it more of a foreboding of what the Three Days of Darkness might include : the Sun doing sharts).
Then our brother Robert took me out on the small deck and tore my jaw from my face, and at the same time I saw a satanic apparition of the Blessed Trinity.
I have since only recently identified who represented the Son (Anthony A. Sarcione, the resurrected Pontius Pilate), and the Holy Spirit (one "oneagleswings" at Christian Creative Writing forum).
It seems at a later time (ca. 1967) Robert also tore uncle Joe's jaw from his face, too. | |
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| Subject: Re: Century III : #100 Sun Sep 30, 2018 9:18 pm | |
| This man has been like the devil on steroids, a maniac drummer, a terrorist driver, just like the filthy, greedy, hateful, lying, murdering, perjuring, stealing, thieving commonwealth. And did I mention the stalking of the Commonwealth? | |
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