Catastrophic Geology

There are times in our minds that we feel the anarchy.  It can then express itself for all to see.  The earth quakes and the sea shakes.  I am rage since Waikiki, underneath, like the bottom of the sea.  Look at it geologically.  Find peace where you can, but there is no stopping what is moving full steam ahead.  How many catastrophes will we see before even a postman comes to see me and talk about his dream and the letters that have been coming since 1973?  Politicians can only work on their own souls and become active to a positive and visceral Grand Plan that needs complete adherence.  They have no magical wand to make it better, or do they.  Any magic they have must be used to work for lift God's Army, internationally.  It is actually scientific, and spiritual at the same time.  Politics can take every bit of their and our energy and leave everyone wanting more.  Pelicans call today as I see the reality of reducing their population so that they do not go crazed.  I find things here that do soothe me, but I am starting to look away from the beings that are Earthbound.  Now Mr. West spouts the disease, and the community just talks and continues to stalk my mentia.  I am the ideal target.  I just walk away.  Well, not anymore.  Storms, the sea, volcanoes, and earthquakes will tear apart the continental shelf, and have core magma flowing at the bottom of the sea.  Core warming rips continents apart.  The theory of global warming is nothing, comparatively.  The plates are askew and cannot be returned to a form that has any solidity or consistency.  Soon planes will be too heavy to take off, and if they do, the irregular oblong of the Earth will not let them land.  What happens when the Earth does not exist as we imagine, but there are cities that can access different communities?  It will still be in a plane form, but, at a certain point, the mystical emerges and the realms separate all.  It is separation not segregation.  Like will judge like and the axis will not budge at all.  It is time to find my Chinese geology graduate student who worked with me and earned his PhD from The University of Minnesota.  He and I in a chamber will yield the final solution, geologically.  It is Apocalyptic, but also realm bliss in his eyes.  East will meet West and my second chakra will finally be at ease.  No one will touch me ever again without direct consent from me or a Sikh derivative.  Sir, we now put that degree in line with Hamline, not The U of MN.  Hamline is the one school in The five state area that teaches MANDARIN, not Cantonese.  We will make you a professor, instantly, voted in by my Anthropology graduate student who now has her PhD (Dr. Meister).  She will guide your journey and get your paperwork so that no mental health professional can ever interview you or be alone with you.  You are high royalty and Mandarin is the royal language.