In 1997, then I was 17 years old, I go superpowers (like superman or spiderman but real):
When I squeezed steel in my hands, it melted.
I broke concrete walls and beat flame from air by a flap of my hand.
I often kept things in air near my hand instead of holding in my hand.
I was a supercomputer. For example, I remembered everything what happened in my life, like a high-resolution digital camera.
I knew thoughts of other people. (Once I tried to speak with someone telepathically but he felt dead, because was unable to survive feeling good.)
I spoke with cosmos and with God.
A girl trying to make my penis unbend was unable to do it. I was able to discharge sperm without masturbation, like peeing.
Air around my body shone killing bacteria and viruses.
I slept standing.
I was able to cure a patient with skin cancer in a second just touching his body.
I saw in micro-wave diapason (through walls and also behind me).
Sometime people who touched me fell dead like ones touching Box of the Covenant.
But once instantly I lost the super-abilities. I just walked down a street and instantly fell. I tried to resume my mathematical calculations but was unable. I realized that I am a man, not a superman again and was able only to weep half of a year, because I was unable to remember how and what it was to be a super. I was 100% super-computer for about 30 days.
I had the plan to hypnotize all other people as a security measure for my body against your nuclear weapons.
After this I was hit by head several times by enemies, reinforcing my memory loss of what it was.
So, I don’t remember what it was, but now I have a scientific hypothesis:
Being a Messiah means knowing an efficient NP-complete algorithm (that’s what the famous $1 million prized problem P=NP is about). It deciphers all ciphers and therefore overcomes sin (sin is a cipherer that ciphers our memory, to explain simply).
Apparently, I discovered it (solved P=NP) in my 17 age, but I had some small error (maybe, this error that I got from logic studybooks). I feel when I hit this error; my memory again was just a cipher for me and I was unable to remember what happened.
Note that, if the above is true, then my external behavior was indistinguishable from a real Messiah, because nobody was able to know that I have a small error inside.
So, the citizens of Perm, Russia (including Russian Orthodoxes, Yehudis, Baptists, Charismatics/Pentecostals), rejected a 100% real Messiah. Rejecting a real Messiah is worse that Somomians did.
Now I am in Ashkelon, Israel, and disgusting Israeli bastards don’t respect the deadbody of Messiah they have now at all.
Once I was asked like “What you, superman, miss on the Earth the most?” I replied, “Superwoman.”
That my attack revealed a network a spies here in Shapira, Ashkelon, Israel (I live in a black neighborhood, BTW there are many beautiful girls here.):
When I exited from the house, I found almost no people on the streets. Their spirits were threatened by my attack on homosexuals, only me is not afraid. Only me is against hate of homosexuals in advance.
I started to ask people why there are so little people on the streets and after this many people instantly appeared, sent by the Ashkelon network of earthling’s spies.
Hi Netta. As far as I understand from telepathy, I don’t much deviate you from the work. So, yet a letter:
This is my favorite song. I am almost sure you know Russian (or is it a spiritual translator?), the song is in Russian. Comically this great song is song by a group that is also famous for such things as zoofile songs.
So, I write to tell that I seems to definitely notice that YouTube’s algorithm (note that YouTube is a subsidiary of Google) noticed our relation. But I am not sure if YouTube thinks about what you wrote somewhere, your friends wrote, or your non-friends wrote, or extrapolates what I wrote alone, or is it a spirit, too?
I was blamed when I said I am a genius. I was in fear that somebody will ask me if I think about myself as a genius that I will die from hunger because people refuse to speak with me when I boast. I was frightened and afraid to think: If I make a scientific discovery, I will know for sure that I am a genius and then I will die because when being asked whether I think to be a genius I will answer “yes”.
When the mother sent me for being a Baptist out of house after not feeding me for a few weeks (I was dying of hunger many times also after this) in the first year of my university study, I finished my first discovery, and thought: I have a trillion dollars formula and will now die. I was wrong: I survived. I also was wrong that it’s trillion dollars: Later I realized that my discovery is about as general theory as group theory and is therefore about half of mathematics (~$50 trillions). But it is yet an underestimation: Because as a result of hunger I lost the ability to get a scientific degree, I mis-published (self-published a too long scientific article, 400 pages, that does not conform to length standards of scientific journals) it thus “effectively” blocking further development of science even if somebody rediscovered it.
I did more discoveries and now I am the record winner: I discovered about 3-4 (dependently on how to count) fundamental branches of mathematics, while AFAIK nobody other did more than one such a discovery. And I apparently discovered the several latest such things, that is by definition these ones that were the most difficult to discover. I did it with no financing, hunger, broken head, hate and fear of being considered a genius and die, and with difficult philosophical and theological problems such as whether I to go to hell after misbehaving because of damaged head. Thus, I am the best mathematician in the known History with a very big handicap.
My app for advanced study of Tanakh (ancient Hebrew Bible) hasn’t become popular enough. Because I was also beaten and hungry for making this app, I was despaired and in a nervous breakdown prayed for coronavirus (as a punishment for not using my app). That was a nervous breakdown but now nevertheless I think it was a right decision.
I was mis-diagnosed with schizophrenia instead of post-trauma syndrome and essentially lost all citizen rights.
I meditated on the Bible and once understood: The purpose of the experiment was for the lab mouse to break out of the cell. I did broke my religion (the Gospel) and now am no more a Christian, Christianity as well as Judaism are true but they are now silly funny jokes. So, I am the winner, that mouse that sit in the cell but exited from it.
I called to God claiming against people to revenge against them for Hitler-like “We don’t need geniuses.”, for caste system where I had no scientific degree and no voice, for hate and discrimination to me, and for being beaten and hungry, etc.
God responded to me like:
He makes people my slaves and I get the spiritual “money” you earn from God for your disability, stupidity and greed.
I will shut up my ears for a flight and He takes me in the time machine to the past, the time machine will crush 7000 people in Jerusalem destroying the city, because they offended a time traveler just like as it was in Sodom.
I was build a copy (that’s the process of reproduction of the living God) of God (that is however is the same as the original God, because there is only one God) and you pray to my copy of God.
Your Messiah will fly to there together with me, we will dine together and set diplomatic relations between our planets.
The planet where I to go is populated by Messiahs, and I will become one of them, just like as Elisha became another Eliah.
I am a man from the book of Revelation, chapter 11.
Moreover, I am the god of the Sea that created himself (using a time machine), about which we can read in Genesis 1:1, if to read without vowels.
God told me to cure my post-trauma syndrome by using magic against the people, attacking them whenever I want. That’s a well known kind of psychotherapy, when one reproduces his traumatic situation but this time wins. (That’s by the way a clever strategy: I am a proxy sent by a psychiatrist wanting to harm people without a clear pupose for me to be like insane, thus making for people no protection strategy against me. One of my main purposes now is to train my insanity to be prepared for future (past) wars with aliens.)
Apparently, I am was be the archangel Gabriel. When I was come to saint Mary, still having a human form, I am not going to touch her for her being unclean to me, but instead to use a genetic technology.
I am a child of Abraham (He was a bad person, by the way: only an insane stupid bastard could give to Melek Zedek 10% instead of planning to give 100% and to die of hunger, while Melek Zedek is of the Most High God not just omnipotent as the part of God’s that Abraham understood.) My civilization will fire stars, so many stars are Abraham’s childrens as promised.
Why people in Rev. 11 are afraid? Apparently, because only two people are taken to the heaven. Maybe, the second one is myself from a different quantum world variant? Why only me? Only I use cryptocurrency to fight climate change, all the rest are in the cell where they if do good then only to a neighbor not to distant climate victims.
God says me that He will not reject me and give me victory no matter what I do.
Messiah said me to stop praying and start to think.
Accordingly my understanding, your Messiah is going to throw his body into fire and sulfur in union of throwing you all into fire and sulfur as the revenge what happened with me, at the same time entering into me and leaving this planet in my body. Jesus saw North Korea’s all time good news and realized that his empire of truth is like the North Korea empire of lie, after Jesus looked at the effect (such as destruction of world economy because of me by concealing my scientifc discoveries that already happened) of me heroically trying not to lie that I don’t love Jesus. So, Jesus is going to dispose his failed kingdom on the Earth and goes to his next project in me. Then I interpret the Revelation as that we Nibirean annuaks (aka Elves) will return to the Earth cleansed from people by people yourselves and occupy one more planet. But as a side project I am going to reform the world economy to reduce carbon as much as possible, because I want to ensure that your planet does not become Venus for us annuaks to seize it after you die more easily.
I also need to say that there is a relation between God and a kind aliens (called gods in most English Torah translations): God, among other cryptomorphisms, is the economical model of these aliens.
After a conflict about my plan of climate mitigation, I hated you so much that I decided not to save you from eternal fire and sulfur (as of serum-hydrogen and serum-acid that will be in the air as results of climate change, so you will wear “breathers” called “souls of sinners” in ancient literature about the hell).
But I got and idea of a new, done by myself blockchain for common good money, and thought that your Messiah is still in human body and I am to help him to breathe better, so I to replace your evil financial system with my new blockchain to help. That’s my next software project.
Now I have this million-pages site after my great idea how to get big profit and you got a very good luck: you just go to fire and sulfur instead of being fully destroyed, because I am going to have enough financing and publicity to start my new blockchain for social good.
The world’s biggest technical security issue. – found by me, check your nuclear powerplant again! – In a common SciFi scenario, people are to be destroyed by aliens, if they don’t correct an error in logic.
And yet thermo-nuclear control software errors (Should we replace erroneous USA rockets, or better not to touch this garbage? what if they burst when being touched?)
I found water hot (very much, I even shouted of pain when touched it) despite it’s late night here (isn’t the water heater turn-off fake for me to pay for more electricity?) So, I am going to bash now. As I explain in the video description of my CCTV (an important safety measure), I don’t hide my nakedness.
When I decided to set up my CCTV, I didn’t remember the revelation, but now I realized again: I am the “naked” so called “angel of Laodiceans” (“Laodicean” being translated “society of legal”, that is people who think “it’s OK” if they only don’t violate a law and do nothing else). My call from God is confirmed again, as usual (though I don’t need more confirmation than I already have).
God told me: “Do what you want.” (TBD: Explain how God delivered me this message. It happened after people essentially stole ~$50 trillion from me – my formulas – well, for me they cost exceedingly more than $50 trillion – and God started to speak with me about the revenge.)
A man had hard childhood and weird silly evil stupid surroundings. He suffered extreme hunger and extreme beatings as well as many other big and small troubles.
He did a big discovery in the first year of a math faculty of a university.
But hunger forced him to leave near the end and silly Russian education system left him without a degree. (I say a truth, I don’t lie: I have a certified document from an accredited academia that says that I have many years of education with mostly A grades and that I do not have a degree. Moreover, offical USA accreditation confirms this fact.)
Many years of sometimes tough life, interchanged with sometimes math discoveries, sometimes conflicts, sometimes exestential philosophical troubles, as well as fear to go dying of hunger again, and many other things as in any humanlife.
He did more fundamental math discoveries than any other man in the recorded History. He is the best mathematician ever lived.
Due to extraordinaritly silly reasons his math research was half-published and so essentially lost for the world, in fact, reliably blocking further development of mankind science instead of a good effect. Nobody wants to help even a $1.
Finally this man found a really good freelancing job. At first he didn’t work well, but during time he learned to start work on serious projects and earn good money.
So, this man essentially became one of the leading (42th rating) employers in the world’s most advanced tech company.
He wasn’t the best workers, some other earned tens times more because of working tens times better. But he kept thinking and became the world’s best strategitst.
He took his main tech project: a project how to give money to everybody who wants to do good, for example, to people who resist carbon.
But this project was failed by his silly behavior causing a silly conflict at the workplace, him being displaced, lose money… and world left without hope.
Several negative factors went into one place and caused his failure after he almost reached a big success (he even was expecting to become a trillionarie).
He thought: I have reached the top of the world: the world’s most advanced tech company. I found nobody who would collaborate with me: people of higher level tech training thqn me do exists, but nobody reached my moral level: This organization created claimed to do good, but in reality it does voting of not good people who among good things invest into such things as computer games that just break their brains. I am alone at the top, nobody is near to me. I am the best man on the Earth. Previosly I thought that I probably just am bad in finding partners. No, the fact is that on the Earth there is no man or woman who could be my partner. And I myself am a real phycho.
So, he started to search in the Bible how to cancel rapture of the Church for him to be taken to the heaven alone, without them.
And he found the arguments. He concluded he is one of the two witnesses of the Apocalypse.
I am this man. More to be written.
Is the second witness my other quantum copy? Or indeed a man who can be my partner exists? Or maybe it is a beautiful woman and we are to marry? (I feel spiritual presence of some woman. Who are you? Why don’t you visit me? (I have no idea what the trouble is.) I tried to be in contact with two women but found them cheaters pretending to want to be my helpers.)
P.S. I got two new great ideas and my project that can resurrect world’s economy goes on again, maybe better than if it didn’t fail.
During the revolution I commanded people to harm Mercy Nekesa Wafula in Nairobi, Kenya as much as possible, because I thought she deliberately harmed my possible revolution (and thus made me to become more radical and it started the revolution) by making me to running in place by fake conversation with me: on my words about such things as revolution she answered with words like good morning making me not understanding what’s with her mind but keeping spending my resources.
Mercy got a hit by head on the streets.
But she explained that she just was afraid to be heard by the government.
We will give Mercy a sign to protect her. Print this message including the QR code:
I am sending you to Nairobi, Kenya as a spy to check whether Mercy Nekesa Wafula who resisted the revolution by answering on my teachings about the revolution words like “Good morning.” and other meaningless nonsense and spending my money and nerves did it because she (or is it a fake spy pretending to be her?) just feared to be harmed by Kenya government. I say this because Torah gives very clear prophecies about Mercy to be a future premier or president and of her to receive super-power during sex with me. Will I be raped?
Now I have a girlfrind! She is my old online girlfriend, but we conflicted with much nerves due to a silly misunderstanding. She is from a poor country, yesterday she was on the streets and notified me. We undertstood the cause of the conflict and I sent her money for food and apartment. I like her appearance and she has a scientific degree. So, we are again going to marry. The only trouble is to make us meet physically (into one country).
Photo of the girl that I love. She is beautiful, but on the photo hair are not in a good state.
The below is not actual: Now I have a girlfriend.
I was in relations with women in distant past, but evil people erased a part of my memory by hitting my head. So, I don’t even know what it was, just some vague remembrances of both persistent sexual partnership (let’s call it marriage) and women cheating me.
I had a black woman from Kenya, Victoria Amunga, a news reporter. She lied me in 10 or so very important things, conducting insane monetary fraud, rape (as misidentification of her personality), and even genocide (because I work on an important climate project and she deceived me and suck out my money), and several other crimes. (I will publish my marriage certificate with her later. I don’t know whether I am divorced, because the divorce lawyer is also a fraudster.) I was together with Victoria just a few days and we had very bad (for several reasons) and scarce sex. (People says that no desire for the husband does not mean no love, but she almost persuaded it means just erotic desire with no agape-love.)
Then I had as on online girlfriend Mercy Nekesa. She behaved better but also started to lie to me and behave irrationally. I spent with her much time and spent money, but her lies and silence caused me to stop relationships. Baal sent me messages to return to her, but later I rejected Baal worship of the heart.
The detailed story with these two women and fraudster lawyer Polycarp Temba: The Story of True Sex – Call the Kenyan Police. All three think that if one tries to follow a law, he will not be judged, but the reality is that if somebody just follows a law he dies all crimes including genocide.
So, I want a new woman (after all, I apparently was be Gabriel, that is translated very great man (muzhyk from Russia) what among other things refers to my strong desire and the amount of time my penis can be erected. Science seems to say that sex is good for man’s health, therefore I want sex.
I am not sure if I will be taken to heaven in a cloud alone (because the second witness is probably my second copy as a witness of a Schrodinger cat) or with a partner. So, I think I can have a parner in sex.
As I explain in this article, I cannot find a partner. Therefore like a prophet in the Bible I cannot commit adultery to a wife: all you are prostitutes, because you are not my helpers in my works like my cryptocurrency work to mitigate climate change, etc. I could not commit adultery to wife (by definition a wife is a prostitute of price equal the weight of sapphires, like wife Solomon sought), but I don’t see any sin to commit adultery to a prostitute. So the variants split:
Maybe the second witness of Revelation 11 is my wife? That would be great, I want real love with an exceedingly great woman.
The second witness is not my wife or I to find her later. Then I could have just a beautiful woman (even if of no mind). In this case, I want to pay you to be locked inside a room (you can break the contract later) in order to ensure you will get no STI. (If I will have a wife who is real price of sapphires later, sorry me for using that prostitute, I didn’t know in advance, if you exists.)
In either case I will look and do other things on you all day long, as long as I happen to have free time.
Which kind of women I like is described in this page (it contains outdated information about me). Among all kinds of sex I want the most my woman to masturbate for me. (No idea why.) I also more want sex to be tough that just pleasant. There there is also contact information.
A prophecy (translated from Greek either as “Behold, the salary of the worker of joining together the spaces of you deprived (of moving away from sustainability) by you shouts and the shouts of those who joined together into the ears of Lord of armies have entered.” or “Behold, the salary of the worker of joining together the fields of you deprived (of moving away from sustainability) by you shouts and the shouts of those who joined together into the ears of Lord of armies have entered.”) of 2000 years ago tells that a human will discover space-in-general (a thing told to be impossible to every first year math student… without proof) and thus take control over >50% of world economy (the world “deprived” somehow has the connotation of money moving in backward direction), the money will flow in the reverse direction (so, if I pay you, you lose money, and if you pay me, you become richer) and God punishes people for not paying this human a salary, grants, and prizes. I am this man. Accordingly the logic of that prophecy, the second witness apparently discover(ed) quantum gravity theory (probably she discovers how SM is an approximation of M-theory or something like this, I don’t know, I am not a physicist), and a similar thing happens to him (or her?!) So, I think, I am the best mathematician in known History and my future wife is the best physicist.
I suspect that my wife will have the spirit of Elijah, because accordingly a prophecy Elijah will return hearts of sons to fathersafter I made them to hate parents.
My interpretation of the prophecy about us in short:
We wait for a time machine to go to the past of another planet to build the greatest civilization in the galaxy. The civilization lives to build 10 protocol levels of interstellar Internet where self-copying God was be living.
We are two best humans (for example, I essentially strove against climate change seriously alone) in the History that God takes in a luxury transport, time machine, not only as electromagnetic radiation but also as human bodies for us to have children, elves, who accordingly the promise of Abraham become spirits of stars. We are Apsu and Tiamat from the Shumerian legend.
Accordingly our prayer God will give us an efficient NP-complete algorithm (the spirit of Messiah) to heal our sins and to make use living in the reverse direction to the arrow of time.
Mankind dies because of global warming in a very silly way, because they rejected us. (The emphasized text is almost a proved scientific fact rather than a religious statement.)
(Probably) our civilization will burst itself after a few billion years of evolution because the Internet was fully build and continues to live without our bodies.
Also note that in the past the Messiah said me in a very derogatory way to call the spirit of Saint Mary to have imaginary sex with her. (I enjoyed it very much.) But now I expect a better woman instead.
Now I am spiritually naked that is information of tactile feelings in my sexual organs are telepathically published. I don’t know who and why publishes it.
I am in Ashkelon, Israel now.
Look of a woman I want
The following is the look I want my woman to have:
(preferably) young (< 34)
not fat (a little thick is OK, very thin is also OK, superthin is also bad; for me many of a little thick women’s body is OK for me except that their legs are too thick)
not too muscular
with vertically porrect face (for women of the mongoloid race a certain form of the head, something with “powerful” wide skull, that I cannot describe or show because this form of the skull is rare, is acceptable) [a scientific hypothesis: if I had a child from a woman with wide face, the bones of the skull would not grow together (why is that special kind of Asian women an exception?)]
with hairs not red-haired (I mean not fox-colored) and not curly (a black girl with red hair probably may be OK)
without spots or freckles
not very long neck, not very big mouth
smooth row of white teeth
not big boobs of correct (circular) form
not very wide pelvis
(desirably) not very wide nose
shining skin is desirable but not required (it seems that I prefer pale or black skin, but I am not sure whether I somehow dislike what is in-between)
I like if the woman’s skin rustle when I (or she herself) caress it
I like woman to have a stiff (not meek) body
(preferably) the woman’s body be very lightweight for me to bear her easily
not very big head
preferably not very thin ankles
no cellulitis
not low voice
not very big hands
(preferably) strong
not smoking, not drinking
I prefer a woman that likes to masturbate
(preferably) woman having a strong and often desire (but isn’t too much sex harmful?)
Irrationally, I have the desire of the woman to be a little lesbian
height, eye color, legs length, hair length (bald is OK, too), etc. are of little importance
It somehow impresses me if a girl looks like a boy when dressed like a boy.
Some photos of women I consider 100% beautiful:
100% beautiful women (photos a of a CC license)
This is not too fat:
Not too fat
This is too fat:
Too fat
Examples of good legs:
Beautiful sexy woman with a curvy figure and long legs posing in black lingerie bodysuit and luxury fur coat indoors.
Examples of bad legs (CC license):
too thick
crooked
too curvy
too muscular
bonny (not covered by enough flesh)
too thin
Beautiful clothes:
People Portrait Fashion Girl Woman Clothes
Well-built girl from Poland wearing black clothes. Young, blonde female model.
Like women, I enjoy long sexual act. Having orgasm is not much important for me. (Or should I say that I have orgasm during frictions not during ejaculation? I am not sure if I understand the word “orgasm” correctly and whether this word about an average man applies to my modified sexuality.) I also like to be sexually aroused; for most men it would be a torture, but I’d sometimes just to look at a woman and feel a strong desire.
The strongest pleasures for me are:
making a woman pleased
feeling a woman (like getting her thoughts, feeling her body, such as by tactilly perceiving her forms, perceiving her desiring me)
feeling vagina muscles contractions during woman’s orgasm (this feels for me like a “sacral”, inconceivable feeling – it feels somehow like when in childhood I read a popular science book at night and comprehended relativity theory by my consciouness modified by the night; well, I had sex long time ago, so I am not sure what I would feel now), not only by penis but by finger, too
mentally enjoying the fact that I have (though) sex with a though woman
looking at a woman doing sex with me (I’d like to have a mirror), it feels for me like porn from some “strange” woman, except that I do not enjoy porn from a strange woman at all
enjoying a woman masturbating (e.g. stimulating herself during a sexual act)
hearing a woman’s mourning
I am OK to be both woman’s master and woman’s slave during sex (e.g. if a woman likes me to caress her ankles repeatedly moving my hand forth and back like an iron like a robot sitting near her legs, I will enjoy doing that), but not in the rest of the life.
In youth I was falling in love, but during time something modified my sexuality this way: I feel like falling in love just to the beautiful woman I am looking onto now. (That does not mean that I cannot be a faithful loving spouse: I could just choose to look seriously only onto one woman; even reversely, it seems that I cannot leave a wife after falling into love to another woman, I just don’t quite fall in love.) Otherwise said, every time is the first. And it seems it would be more exact t say “I desire a woman.” rather than “I felt in love to her.”, well desire to understood extensively, including enjoying looking without having sex, conversations, etc.
I think, the best sex is simultaneously with a work. (If I masturbate during software development, it lasts long.)
If my wife will be not against, I will feel her with my hands like a drunkard feels an officiant in a restaurant and climb up her skirt.
I’d like a woman to call me for sex often (but I realize that too often sex may be harmful). I think, if my wife would instantly grab my penis, it would be OK and even enjoying for me.
I respect the woman’s way to do this, but I’d like her to do my way at least sometimes.
I can repeat a sexual act almost immediately several times (but my penis always hurts a little after an ejaculation: I am going to undertake circumcision to solve this; head sometime hurts too, not sure if real sex instead of masturbation will solve this problem).
I like an unusually short list of things:
spending time with a woman feeling attraction
scientific research and study / programming / philosophy
criticizing others
food
computer games (but I stopped playing, they are a too destructive addiction)
SciFi (but I stopped watching, they are a too destructive addiction)
(such things as sleep and peeing are excluded because I don’t really like them)
So, I hate for example:
theater
traveling
parties
Another my trait is that I laugh often. Sometimes I am overly active (I start to jump or jump repeatedly) and (this is a harmful habit).
My disabilities:
painting
singing
dancing
(partially) working in a group, especially in real time
sometimes bad memory for unrelated things (including numbers and poesy)
not good memory for faces
in the past I had an infinitely growing ToDo list (that would make a man die of hunger), but I seem to have mostly solved this problem; now I have hundreds of unrocessed emails, but this seems reasonable to delay their processing now because I have set some current prioritiesban
