Salutations to The Line Deputy

Dear Line Deputy, We have not spoken in such an infinity, I forget the emotional of our divinity. My humor and deep connection to any one entity is dead at this space and time. I guess that it is just time to take out the gout of buddhism and state my own royalty in that nation. I am coming to the knowing that I am the master of that nation, in the every day, and it all came from me anyway, then and now. Psychiatry would say that I am being heinously delsional, but this CHUNG MOO is not punching them in the fuckin face every day and is commencing in my writing anyway. These entities need you to stay away or they will return a GEN that you cannot contain. You would explode and I would never see you again. You make your own poor choices every day, but I wear your ring anyway. I know that it was you, twice who put it in the proper place, at the proper time. If I love you, actually, you will hate me every day. Love is an illusion until their is commitment and proper action on the part of two parties or possibly three. I must do this work, HERE, in the Twin Cities, where all of my classic education took place. I am running into Irish countryside today, and again I say stay away. They are far too powerful as a team. Your mind cannot do the math and meditation simultaneously. Lost not found is all around. Do not accept the gift of a ring. It is a male GEN and you will never write or be free again if you even think of it. My hands are to learn. Maybe there are some entities who can heal me in the mean time while you still choose to be mean. All must be well, for you will trap me in hell. I have let Dalai know who Buddha and Jesus Christ are and how to find Buddha. You would think that a man who so towts his reincarnation cycle would believe that Buddha could be reincarnated here, in this lifetime. I guess he just has no faith, like Jesus Christ. I believe that Buddha and Christ actually overlapped in lifetime and met each other at the age of approximately 30 in New Delhi, India. So many holy cows, so little time. Meeting Once Again, hopegod3