A Man to Understand

I had a good time at karaoke last night. I sang "What Child Is This?" to bring in a little Christmas cheer. A man walked in the joint with the swagger, physique, and nose of a boxer. It was not just any boxer. It was that of a RIO Champ. I guessed that he was Columbian. He sat a ways down from me and moved three times until he was right next to me. We talked a little about his flat tire the day before that took three hours to get a tow truck out to fix. I imagine that his frustration was still palpable in his blood stream. He then offered me a ride home and I agreed. I let my favorite server, Louis, know that I was going with him. This man was named Marro, and he told me that he was Mexican and he coached soccer and that he was NOT a Columbian fighter. I do not give up on my theory. We had a little time alone and now I pick up that he was assessing me for my true dreams. He finds my weight above my muscle mass "sweet," and was heinously intelligent so he picked up on the fact that I am intrinsicly linked to gravity. Gravity is my rage on all society and I must accept its tremendous effects for beings to survive, reproduce and grow things on this planet. In this time and space, my lifting of objects and workouts are all at least 100 times greater than when other beings do in Earth vicinity. If I try to catch up on the difference, people view it and then exert tremendous satanism on me and the object and it returns to INFINITY for this divinity. I am weight and I must lift the weight. Marro trains with VERY heavy weights thus he lifted me with ease. I was quite impressed. It is funny when the military seeps into everything and you understand the intelligence, arrogance, affluence, and athletics of true FEDERALI. We worked perfectly for an hour and that was all that we could do. He asked me to call at 1 pm. and I did, but the huge wave of negativity around me had already blocked off the lines. I just walk away, but the assessment stays. I just happened to see a UFC special on Saturday, a day before I met him, about these two huge fights this week. The current UFC Champ is from RIO. I NEVER watch that stuff because I don't have that type of cable. This was on Fox 9. Underneath it all, I believe that he is a bit of a starman and he is searching for these street kids he can bring in the gym in RIO and help them attain their dreams WHILE he is still training, and attaining his. I would call it a STARMAN CADET ACADEMY. It all just fit so well with my viewing of Intrastellular. The theories discussed in it were things that I was voicing about 13 years ago. I proposed that the 5th Force was love. Relativity exists on Earth, but not in star colony. They are a dream, but not a remembrence. Death is a realm maker. Imagination, to the degree of manifestation, is first an ARIAN SOCIETY CREATOR, and then a world projector on all society. Intelligence follows with the evolution of time in mind linked to creativity and punctuated equilibrium. This man from last night can understand all that I write here. World Latino male is creating and evolving even faster than my gorilla colony at The Como Zoo. Maybe they know the reality of a cage from youth and a world journey since death. No apprehension, only lack of ignorance and frustrated sexuality. Boxers, at that level, are impotent. He was potent and free, even respecting my needs for safety and society. Now he can munch on that morsel and be his own papa for the time being. Maybe the best thing that ever happened to him was that flat tire. Thank you Louis!