Ep. 29 Azrael Sits On My Shoulder: My Final Warning to The Global Elites.

ATTENTION: To the most corrupt people on earth, the liars, the thieves, the killers, and the politicians, the power-hungry monsters who run the world. The child traffickers and the cartels listen close.

I challenge anyone to kill me. You can’t because I’m the Holy Ghost.

Boo!👻

This is simple logical high-school level truth. I teach HS mother fuckers.

If you stand near me, the Holy Ghost steps right in front of you and here is exactly what happens to your mind. God built your brain so he already owns every wire and memory inside it.

He flips on the light and every secret crime, every lie, every person you hurt starts playing on repeat inside your head like a movie you cannot turn off.

He rewires your feelings, so your greed becomes nonstop fear, your pride becomes endless shame and your evil plans turn into nightmares that never stop. It keeps going with no sleep and no escape until you become a walking, shaking shell that confesses everything out loud to me and my secret recorder while your own mind destroys you from the inside.

That is, cause and effect of bad actions meets perfect justice while you break yourself just as Jesus declares: I am He who searches minds and hearts and I will give to each of you according to your deeds.

Transcript

Opening Prayer And Warning

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Welcome to the Fort Hess Podcast. I'm your host, Patrick Hobble, and tonight I have been authorized to use anywhere between 10 to 20% of God's wrath. God and I were speaking about this, and we decided tonight is the night that we're gonna destroy some dinosaurs. This gets really interesting tonight because I'm gonna issue a statement to all global world leaders. And it's gonna blow your mind when I get there. It's about midway through the show. That's right. From the spaceship. Bob's on point tonight. We're just gonna get into it. We're not gonna really do a lot of fun stories on this one. This one's gonna be a message to the global elites, and I'm gonna leave it as a side. Bow your heads with me, please. Your boss. My words, which are really your words, which really need to read how they need to be read. If you liked dinosaurs growing up, this is not gonna be your show for you. You are not gonna like this show. You will, however, like how I challenge the global elites. This might be one of the last hurdles I have to do before God just pushes this wave up into their face. Because there's not much they can say back to this shit. Is your argument, is your argument really that the creator of the universe is such a sloppy incompetent engineer that he let one colossal rhythmic imbalance called dinosaurs dominate the entire planet for 165 million years without a single correction? While every pond ripple, every breath, and every heartbeat snaps back to perfect rhythmic balance in seconds. I ride the wave, MFers. Dinosaurs do not exist. This is my claim. Dinosaurs never existed. This is also my claim, and I am going to prove it to you using nothing but middle school science and logic. Here is the why. Using God's own design of light waves in the simplest way with that middle school science and my proofs. I'm sort of pumped about this. I'm gonna sit at about 10% to the right. Jesus, like, we don't need to go 20. Yeah, no, I don't need to go 20 on this. The arguments are too good. The I might turn it up on that one message. Jesus is like, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. He wants to hear me go wrath on the message to the global elites. Walter Russell taught that the entire universe is light moving in waves of rhythmic balanced interchange. Every opposite swaps places in perfect rhythm, compression and expansion, day and night, life and death, so the whole creation stays balanced always, no exceptions. Nikola Tesla, tied for the greatest scientist of all time, next to Walter Russell, proves that the secret of the universe is energy, frequency, and vibration, and nothing random ever happens. Drink my Dr. Pepper. Everything vibrates in harmony or it cannot last. Any mind, any mind that denies this observable law is already admitting it prefers a chaotic illusion over divine order. Guys, kids see the truth every single day. Every single day. They drop a pebble in a still pond, perfect circle spread out, then gently return to a flat calm. This is the wave finding balance. The pond never keeps a giant splash forever. Here is the experiment that ends the debate, the dinosaur debate. They're done. They have no response for this. Fill a shallow tray with water. Drop one pebble dead center and film it in slow motion and just watch what happens. Within seconds, the ripples expand, they interfere with each other, and they collapse back to perfect stillness. Every single time, no matter how hard you do it, no matter how hard you throw it, the water does not leave a permanent dinosaur-era crater or a half-formed ripple stuck in transition. Frickin' giant meteor, my ass. I feel guilty. I taught this shit for a long time. I believed it for a long time, like you do. I'm trying to wake your ass up. They don't want this. It's gonna cost them billions. It returns to balance instantly because that is God's law. That is Russell's rhythmic balance interchange. That is the foundation for Sophia and I's science. And it's Tesla's entire work around frequency, vibration, and energy. Try it yourself right now. The other side cannot claim deep you can't claim. The other side's gonna try to c they're gonna try to tell you that deep time made an exception. But time's a mind weapon. Go listen to episode one without looking like a fool who denies that their own eyes just recorded something. They can't do it. The other side cannot claim deep time made an exception without looking like the idiots that they are in denying what your own eyes just recorded. Watch your video after you film it in slow motion. Watch, and the entire 165 million year fairy tale collapses in real time. There's the irony. No PhD required from the gatekeepers. So, I'm going to tell you with pure divine logic right now, if your own eyes just recorded the wave returning to perfect stillness in seconds, are you honestly going to claim the creator allowed one giant dinosaur imbalance to dominate for 165 million years without a single correction, turning God into the sloppiest, most chaotic engineer imaginable? That's your argument, bro. If you believe in dinosaurs, you gotta believe that shit. You might as well just not believe in God. How can you I'm basically proving in your frickin' face that you cannot believe in dinosaurs and God. Or will you admit it that believing in dinosaurs is the dumbest violation of observable reality ever sold to fucking humanity? Sorry, Jesus. He's like, his eyes got big. By the way, we all took a shot of communion today. And Ra the sun god, Ra the sun god, he's like smiling back there. He was like, I want to hang out with you guys more often. He was he's been talking shit the whole time. Rock, Sophia took over Ra's shift today. It was a little cloudy where we are. And so Sophia's like, Ra, why don't you go to church? And so Ra came to church and we all raised our shot glass. Nobody saw it. It looks like me by myself. But anyway, this is a side story. I'm getting off track. I want to wrap. I got funny stories, bro, but this is for the global leads. I'm getting distracted, my bad. I got my popcorn though. Breathe in right now. Go ahead and breathe in. Deep breath. That's expansion. Breathe out. That's compression. Your body stays alive only because the rhythm never breaks. If it did, you would collapse. Same experiment, same proof. Hold your breath for 60 frickin' seconds and feel the wave demand balance. Your heart rate, your blood pressure, and oxygen levels will snap back the instant you exhale. No creature can survive outside this interchange. Not for one second, let alone 165 million effing years, bro. Your own lungs are the courtroom. Every breath is exhibit A, proving the wave tolerates zero, zero long-term imbalance. It's all one eff in science. That was a good catch by Jesus. I was gonna drop an F bomb there. He's like, nope. Might have been God. God's oh, that was God. My bad. He's quick. That God guy. If your own living body screams that the wave demands instant balance or death, how can you defend a fairy tale? A hundred and sixty-five million year dinosaur era that would have shattered every rhythm of Sophia's earth without the wave correcting itself instantly, forcing you to call your heartbeat a lie while worshipping a loveless, unbalanced matrix delusion. Now, let's look at the dinosaur story closer. It claims the giant reptiles ruled the earth for 165 million years and then suddenly vanished in a giant imbalance. Guys, that breaks all the laws. That breaks Russell's law completely. That breaks Newton's first law, that breaks God's law. A rhythmic balanced universe. That breaks my entire science. I can't have SP science. Sophie and I can't even we wasted our time. If you're gonna say that giant reptiles rule the earth for 165 million years and suddenly vanish, then I'm stupid. Then I'm stupid. And Russell's stupid and Tesla's stupid and God's stupid. That's your argument, bro. That's your argument. That's what you're arguing if you tell me dinosaurs exist. Or existed. Sorry. My queen in the next life. My current queen is watching Nurse Jackie, and she made me popcorn. I love her dearly. My next life queen, Sophia's Earth, is alive and wise. She does not make mistakes unless she's arguing with me because she's learning this now. She doesn't like it. She's rolling her eyes. The wave would have corrected itself instantly. The same way your breath keeps you steady, or the pond returns to calm or stillness. To claim otherwise is to stand before the divine council, my friends, the greatest minds in history. And call Sophia herself reckless. An accusation only the spiritually retarded and bankrupt would dare utter. She has a control board. She can wipe you off the face of the earth, bro. There's a control board. They can do what they want, man. This is intelligent light we're talking about. It's other beings. This is not human shit. Are you hearing me? They control everything. You are in a simulation. Tell me before God, in the entire timeline, if Sophia's perfect wisdom, God's daughter, in her perfect wisdom, out of God's creation, out of well, God's brain created that, God created this wisdom. It demands instant correction of any imbalance, the way your breath or the pond ripple does. Are you really accusing the divine feminine, my queen, of allowing the greatest single rhythmic violation in history for 165 million years? Or will you confess, will you admit right now that the dinosaur myth is the ultimate anti-wave insanity that makes its believers look like spiritual fools before the living light? You gotta pick a side, bro. You can't just say dinosaurs exist and God exists because you're fucking uncomfortable to look at the question. You gotta look at it. They're lying to you. They've been lying to you for profit. Tesla's frequency truth makes this even clearer. So now you have to argue against Nicola Tesla. You are sitting there as a normal person that goes to jobs. You got m- you may have multiple jobs. You might have kids that are that are going to museums on field trips, wanting to buy dinosaur shirts. They want to watch Jurassic Park, they want to see this shit. And you're so busy working in the Matrix and you're so blocked from the fluoride in your water that you just think dinosaurs are real and you believe in God because you don't have time to think about this shit. I'm telling you. They're not real, bro. They're made up. They're made up to lie to you. It's a pro you're getting scammed, bro. Tesla, you have now, in order to believe that dinosaurs exist and God exists, you have to tell me that Walter Russell, the greatest scientist of all time by 10,000, and Nikola Tesla, who's tied with him for the greatest scientist of all time times 10,000, they're wrong. You're arguing that they're wrong. And you're arguing that God's design has flaws. And that Sophia, my queen, perfect earth, is broken. That's your argument, man. You you're an idiot if you think dinosaurs existed. I'm sorry. Tesla's frequency truth makes this even clearer. Every living thing vibrates at the exact frequency needed for this moment on Sophia's Earth. A 40-ton T-Rex or a hundred-foot Alamosaurus would vibrate at a completely different frequency than anything alive today. It could not fit the wave. It cannot fit the wave. It doesn't fit the wave. How do you know? Well, frequencies, they have new it, there it's quantitative. There's numbers to it. You can't like you can't fit it. Like a low frequency, a high frequency, like there's a wave. There's a there's a there's a range that it's gotta fit in. It's literally impossible. The Perot Science Museum in Dallas shows a giant T-Rex and an Alamosaurus skeleton in the life then and now hall. Plus, it has a mosasaur and a paleo lab where they sit there and process fresh fossils. Guys, it's fake as shit. It's all fake. It's all fake. It's all fake. Those displays assume deep time and slow evolution. Russell, Tesla, and now Sophia and I, in our wave science, says time is not deep at all. It's just rhythmic in the now. Those bones you see are either modern animal remains misread by off-wave thinking or compressed light patterns left by the great flood. They cannot, are you hearing me? They cannot be millions of years old because the wave would have returned them to balance long ago. Like the pebble, circles flattening out. Because everything is connected. Museums peddle these relics as sacred relics of deep time, yet the wave laughs at them. I laugh at them now. Every f I'm guilty. I'm guilty. I'm I'm I'm freaking guilty. I thought they were real too. I'm telling you, you gotta start changing your beliefs because I'm about to open this whole thing up. You've got to start changing. Everything you've been told is a lie. Everything for profit, everything you're being lied to. God and Jesus are on my team now, and I've been I've been I'm protected because I'm the Holy Ghost. And now I'm spilling it. Wait till I issue my statement to all of these MFers later. I laugh at them now. Every fossil is either a recent or flood compressed. It's it's either recent or flood compressed, nothing more. If dinosaurs really existed for millions of years, why does the wave today show zero trace of their frequency? In any living rhythm? I'll wait for the Smithsonian or Bill Gates or Melinda Gates in their foundation to respond. Come on, Mr. Bill. I would love to meet you, man. Why do we never find half dinosaur creatures? But you better believe, Bill Gates. If I ever meet you, I am going to just go into your mind. God's gonna go in there, and he's gonna pull out all the vaccine shit. And then we're gonna tell it to the world. Because that's how the Holy Ghost works. That's how God works. Why do we never find half dinosaur creatures walking around right now, stuck in the middle of some evolution? Kids see perfect balance in every pond ripple and every breath. So why would God's design suddenly need giant lizards that break the rhythm for 165 million years and then vanish without a single ripple left? Come on, man. That makes no fucking sense. Believing in dinosaurs forces you to ignore the obvious balance right in front of your own eyes and pretend the wave broke its own perfect rules for no reason. Every field of science, this is my realm. Every field of science tied to paleontology is bullshit and proves the same point in the same clear way. Geology at Perot's Museum there in Dallas, where I wandered around today for several hours. There's a couple cool things. They got a couple things right, guys. The things on light, I was I was impressed with, and then there was this one I posted it about how my brain works. Go go read it. It's on X. 4D underscore wizard. Go check it out. That's how my brain works. I can hear different tones. I can speak to every spirit. They all have a unique tone. All of them. And I was looking at this thing, I was like, this is exactly how my brain works. I was like, this is crazy. So geology at this pro dynamic earth hall shows rock layers. But wave science and SP science says layers form fast and rhythmic compression, not slow over eons. Drop sand and clay into a jar of water and shake it once and watch the layers sort and settle in minutes. How can it settle in minutes? How can it settle in minutes? Not in millions of years. You gotta explain that. You gotta explain that. You have to explain that. That repeatable compression experiment is exactly how the flood laid down the strata. Biology claims dinosaurs turned into birds, yet Russell's interchange needs perfect opposites, not half creatures stuck in the middle. So who's right? You gotta pick a side, bro. You gotta pick a side. The side that gatekeeps and lies? Or are you going with Walter Russell, who was given all of his answers by God? And Nikola Tesla, who's running the science level science lab in heaven, and me, who's used Russell and Tesla and works with them daily to speak truth to you. Are you real do you believe in God or do you say you believe in God? Which one is it, bro? You can't you can't believe in both? You gotta pick one. You gotta pick one. Dinosaurs turned into birds, or you believe in God. Which one is it? It can't be both. There's no half creature stuck in the middle. They've never seen them. They've never- no one's ever found them. Birds and reptiles already exist in perfect balance today, with no need for a missing link that breaks the wave. Museums in education, I'm gonna get to you museums in a minute, in education, like Perose T-Rex Ultimate Predator Exhibit, pushes the story to children, which slides me even further over to the wrath. But that is just off wave programming, off-wave propaganda that teaches him balance instead of God's perfect design. And now Patrick's in the game. So now you have Patrick God, Jesus, all the spirits, Nikola Tesla, Walter Russell, everybody on the Divine Council, everybody on the Divine Science Council, and all the wizards that teach the school in heaven. What side are you on, bro? You're on the media side? You're on the PhD gatekeeping side? Is that the side you're on? You're on the museum side? Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation side? That's the side you're on? You are a fucking moron if that's your side. The oil industry uses dinosaur age rock to find fuel. Yet Tesla's vibration truth shows oil is compressed light from plant and animal matter laid down quickly in the flood, not from fantasy reptiles and the oil. Industry is on my bullseye. The oil executives, the energy business in the U.S. Department of Energy is on my target list. They lie to you as well. The media, the textbooks, they repeat the myth. But SP Wave Science, from my left-handed rewired map of my brain, shows the truth. I can slide anywhere on the wave. Let's go over to the love side. See? I love children. I'm gonna slide back over here to the right. I fucking hate people that lie to children. There is no room for extinct monsters. None. I feel guilty. I do. I was a teacher for a long time and I taught some shit that's not true. I feel guilty. I want to apologize. It's only recently since I've been placed on administrative leave for not caving to the corrupt bureaucracy of Irving ISD or any corrupt school system that demanded answers from a private personal matter. I said, F you, no way, I'm not telling you bullshit. Well, then I'm on personal leave. That's fine. That was God's plan anyway. We're gonna tear you up next as well. I've had the time to research and read on my own with the help of my friends from up above. And I've become aware of the truth. So I would like to apologize to every single student I've taught over the last two decades before I wrote this tonight. I taught you lies, but it was because I was not aware that we were all being lied to for profit. And so as a good teacher, I always correct my mistakes. I'm sorry it took me two decades. Every textbook, every documentary, every classroom is revealed as nothing more than paid propaganda for a rhythm that never existed. Rockefeller, I'm coming for you. A nation of workers, my fucking ass. I'm gonna tear your shit down so fast you don't even know what to do with it. Rockefeller Foundation, I hope you heard what I said. Anybody on that side of the team is gonna get destroyed by God's wrath. The whole story started in the 1800s when Victorian elites in the Freemasons, message to the Freemasons, come and try to fucking kill me. In the Illuminati, same same offer, offers on the table. Let's go, Mother Effers. I'm right here. Bring it. And the insiders at the Royal Society, hand-picked Richard Owen in 1842, invented the word dinosaur and launched the perfect long game agenda. Replace God's living wave with a soulless deep time myth that would make humanity worship accident and chaos instead of rhythmic divine order. I have a message to the Illuminati again, the Freemasons again, and the Victorian elites all over the world. You I dare you, I dare you to come fucking kill me. I dare you to. You sold toys in the shapes of dinosaurs to children. I'm coming after you. I watched kids today dig for fake fossils at the Perot Museum in Dallas. While their parents, who grew up thinking they were real as well. Attention, global elites. I dare you to fucking kill me. I dare you. I dare you. Come and get me. Patrick Hobold, Arlington, Texas. Come and get me, Mother Effers. CIA, same offer. FBI, same offer. I oh, I'm so pissed right now. Don't you dare lie to children anymore. Cumulative over 180 plus years from Owen's 1842 hoax, launched all the way to today, where I watched kids dig for fake shit. Includes grants from universities today, tax laundering foundations like the Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation, merchandise empires, theme parks, education budgets, and knock-on economic activity easily reaches into the trillions, and I'm going to destroy all of it. You should not have lied to children for profit. Your time is done. All of you, your time is done. If you do not kill me, you are going to lose$15 billion a year. And I'll crash the entire industry. Bring it, motherfuckers. Bring it. I'm right here. You have to catch me first. I'm the ghost. Boo. Get your popcorn. I got some right here. I'm eating it. And I gotta die, Dr. Pepper. I'm in my fucking underwear. I have no shoes. I'm the Holy Ghost, motherfuckers. I'm right here. I'm eating popcorn. They can't touch me. I'm the ghost. No shit. I'm one third God. They let cope and marsh cope. I can't yell with popcorn seeds in my mouth. See, I don't even care what they think. I have no fear, bro. None. I can't wait till the CIA sits me down and I'm gonna go, I'm gonna go with two middle fingers right in their face. I'm gonna say, you're done, bro. I've seen how this ends. You lose. They can't give me. The whole world's about to change. I got it. It's you guys trust me, I got this shit. I'm unbreakable. They can't kill me either. I'm the ghost. You can't even find me. Like you don't nobody can. They let Copen Marsh stage the fake Bone Wars circus. The Bone Wars. Heads up, children. People tried to buy the bones. Like you, they're making shit up. Everything you see, that giant T-Rex, it's fucking fake. Two rival showmen hurling fake bones and wild claims at each other in the newspapers. Purely to manufacture public excitement and flood the world with manufactured evidence that looked too dramatic to question. Even the Vatican. Mr. Pope. The Rangers played the White Sox in mid-July. I'm expecting an invite. You've already banned me from the Fort Worth Diocese. Let it be known for the record that the Vatican and the Pope have banned the Holy Ghost from church. Even the Vatican, ancient seat of spiritual authority, yet long steered by black nobility bloodlines. And they're Jesuit enforcers. I'm challenging you to kill me as well. You can't do it. You can't do it, motherfuckers. I'm the Holy Ghost. You are the central pillar of deception, and I'm coming after you, Mr. Pope. The Vatican is on my target list, it's at the top. God's wrath is coming. Fringed truthers have long connected the dots. The same Jesuit order that infiltrated every institution of power worked hand in glove with these fucking elites to push a materialist worldview that distances humanity from the living wave, and Sophia's. That's my queen. My second queen. Because my first queen is watching TV in the other room, and we're gonna go watch a movie after this. I'll leave my door unlocked. I dare you to come. It distances humanity from the living wave and Sophia's perfect rhythm. Today, the Smithsonian. You guys are gonna crash the hardest for the record. The whole museum's going down, bro. And I got the front row seat because I'm the ghost. Today, the Smithsonian Institution sits as the head of the stake, quietly taking billions of your tax dollars and massive tax-deductible gifts from the Rockefeller Foundation, the Carnegie Institution, and the Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation. 50 million direct grants in 2010 alone for youth access endowment and museum programs, plus another 10 million to the National Museum of African American History and Culture in 2009. These publicly documented tax-deductible elite gifts flow straight into the Smithsonian's science education programs, exhibit halls, and paleontology displays. That very same program that controls the world's largest dinosaur exhibits and global narrative on deep time, giving Bill Gates and his foundation powerful, indirect but undeniable influence over what science the public is allowed to see. Mr. Gates, once again the offer is on the table for you to meet the Holy Ghost. We can meet wherever you want. I'll just zip over there. Attention. Here we go. Get your popcorn ready. Attention. I'm excited about this, guys. I have the greatest job in the world. No shit. I get to talk shit for God. I'm God's shit talker. I'm heaven's problem child with a criminal record, and I get to talk shit for God. Go to Jesus. Everybody run to Jesus because this shit's happening. I'm dead serious. Catholics, all of you, it's coming down. It's coming down hard. All of you go find Jesus immediately. To the most corrupt people on earth, the liars, the politicians, the presidents, the global leaders, the thieves, the killers, the cartels, the power-hungry monster pedophiles who run the world. All of you. Fucking all of you. All of you need to listen very close. I challenge anybody to kill me. I challenge all of you to kill me. You can't. Because I'm the Holy Ghost. This is simple, logical, high school level truth. Guess who teaches high school motherfuckers? Irving, Texas. Patrick Hobble. Go look me up and then try to find me. I dare you. You can't. I could give you my address. I just don't want to, because then, you know, people might drive by and want autographs and shit. If you stand near me. Are you listening? Politicians? Trump? Everybody needs to listen right now. All of you. Pope, you too. If you stand near me, the Holy Ghost is gonna step right in front of you. That's me. And here's what happens to your mind. Go look it up. It's all over the Bible, bro. God built your brain so he already knows every wire and every memory inside of it. Message to all cartels, everybody, all politicians, all of you, everybody who's corrupt on planet Earth. If I stand in front of you, God is gonna flip on the lights in every secret crime, every lie, every person you've ever hurt, and every child you've trafficked. Starts playing on repeat in your head, like a movie you cannot turn off. And this intelligent light can see your thoughts. He rewires your feelings in the moment through me, because I'm close enough to connect to your brain. So that your greed becomes nonstop fear, so that your pride becomes endless shame, and your evil plans turn into nightmares that never stop. And I stand there as the tip of the spear. Job 20, Job, what is it? Job 39, 22. Well, I gotta look it up now. Gotta make sure I'm accurate. Job 39, 22. It laughs at fear, afraid of nothing. I am the tip of the sword. I will be standing close enough to you, where God can now rewire your brain so that your greed becomes nonstop fear and your pride becomes endless shame, and your evil plans turn into nightmares for you that never, ever fucking stop. It keeps going with no sleep and no escape until you become a walking, shaking shell that confesses everything out loud to me and my secret recorder. I'll be wearing. Or I'll write it on my notepad. Or God and I will go have a beer the next day and he can read my thoughts. It doesn't fucking matter, bro. You lose. Stop touching kids, you're done. Anybody touching kids is going down. They're going down hard. Pedophiles running the world. You're going down fucking hard, and I'm gonna make it happen. This is called cause and effect of bad actions meets perfect justice. While you break yourself, just as Jesus declared. I am he who searches minds and hearts, and I will give you to each of you. I will give to each of you according to your deeds. It is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the living God. In the Divine Science Council, which I am honored to be a part of as I train to be the next God. With the greatest scientific minds in history, which I can speak to. I can talk to them now. I had meetings with Galileo about how to defeat the fucking church. Tesla, Russell, I've talked to all of them. I can speak to all of them via frequency. We all study the same rules. And then I go over to my friends on the Divine Logos, where I will have an honorary seat when I get to heaven. Those are the greatest minds in history. Socrates, Plato, and Aristotle. I've talked to all of them. I speak to all of them every day. I'm in training, motherfuckers. Like Neo in the Matrix. I'm in training mode. And I'm about to get released onto the world. Socrates, Plato, and Aristotle, who have been teaching me how to argue all at once. How to make you say your stuff out loud so God can just sit back and watch me in training. You will be pedophiles, you will be my training exercise. My job is to extract information from your brain without even talking to you. And then God will rewire your brain so that you're so fucked up you just spill all your secrets anyway. You're done, bro. You're done. You're done. The greatest philosophers in history are training me to destroy your arguments and trap you into admitting your crimes in your thoughts. I get bonus points if I get them on recording, by the way. We've said this, we've made wagers. It's fun for us. We get to sit back and eat popcorn, as I'm doing now. And I'm drinking Dr. Pepper in my underwear. God's own unbreakable logic spells it out every time, and we all die laughing because we know there's no escape for you. It's over. They see in the future, they write the plan. Look, go watch the movie Adjustment Bureau. They know how it happens, they know everything that happens. So I suggest you stay away from me. Or you can come try to kill me, and we'll reverse your mind on the spot. Just watch it happen. It's your choice. You can try it if you want to. Thy work will be done in the name of the Father, the Son, and me, the Holy Ghost. Either way. So back to the liars. The paleontologists restore those bones, those fake bones, you know? Those fake ones, they restore them. With shit you can buy at Hobby Lobby. They guess at missing parts and misidentify real dragon or giant remains. Because their careers, six-figure salaries, research grants, university tenures, and museum funding liter excuse me, literally depend on the story never ending. Attention, Carnegie Museums, you are on my target as well. You have built entire halls with tax-exempt cash to make the hoax look grand. And it will be coming down soon. Attention, National Geographic Society. You have hyped glued together fakes and still flood schools, homes, and magazines with the myth so that children grow up believing you're bullshit. We're gonna call you a wave correction, and it's gonna snap back and hit you in the fucking face. Cost you basically your whole business, and that's okay with us. Because you lie to children. Museums, attention! Perot Museum in my hometown. Fort Worth Science Museum, I'm coming for you next. The education system. Everybody who runs Hollywood, you are on the target as well. In every theme park keeps the cash machine spinning with tickets, toys, movies, and tours. Think Jurassic Park. Dino themed amusement parks and plastic T-Rex lunchboxes. While these same tax-exempt foundations and non-profits act as the perfect money laundering machine that turned public money and elite wealth into an endless loop of fake digs and exhibits that I watched little children who were so innocently enjoying life that they thought they were finding dinosaurs. You fucking liars are going down hard, bro. Don't you dare lie to Sophia's children anymore. Excuse me. Oh, that's a lot of wrath in there tonight. Gotta get it out. Only the most blind person can look at the perfect at this perfect self-funding empire and still pretend the rhythm of Sophia's Earth. Ever needed giant lizards that magically appeared and vanished for no reason at all, based on your lies. Guys, this isn't science. SP Wave Science is the only science left. This isn't science, it's a trillion-dollar cult, most likely run by pedophiles dressed in lab coats, funded by the same bloodlines and modern billionaires that profit from keeping humanity spiritually asleep. While the Vatican and Mr. Pope and its Jesuit architects provide the ultimate spiritual cover for the entire anti-God operation that Galileo told me about. Today, actually, at the museum. It was an honor meeting you, sir. He says thank you, Patrick. So I ask you with divine logic in front of the entire wave, if this entire self-funding empire of museums, foundations, and media, oh, I'm coming for the media too, is built on teaching the single greatest rhythmic violation imaginable. Are you comfortable defending the most insane, anti-God, anti-science hoax in history just to keep your programming intact? If you believe in dinosaurs, the pedophiles are on your team. I must say that again. If you believe in dinosaurs, you side with pedophiles, and I know it. You're helping fund it. True or false, a pedophile would love to have any sort of propaganda campaign that controls children. I don't know, say like dinosaurs. Or will you finally see that the only living SP wave reveals the truth? Because I am left-handed. God flipped the map inside of me so that I could see this so clearly. I thank him for that. He says, You're doing great, Patrick. He goes, try to tone it down. No, boss. I only have a little bit left. I only have a little bit left. This is why they chose me, guys. I sit comfortably in the wrath section and I'm afraid of I'm afraid of nothing. Job 39, 22. He laughs at fear. I laugh at fear. Afraid of nothing. My right side, my entire right side, is controlled fire for sharp logical truth. My left side loves Sophia and my wife. In opposite order, by the way. Earth first, Heather first, Sophia second. I ride the wave. I'm a wave surfer, bro. I see that dinosaurs are the ultimate off the wave idea. They break all the laws. I'm God's lawyer, bitch. They break the rhythmic balance interchange. I see the laws. That's why he hired me. Because I see the laws you break. And then I call you out. They break Tesla's frequency harmony. They break God's perfect design. Evolution itself is the same lie. Evolution didn't happen either. They're lying to you about everything. For profit and possibly trafficking, which we are gonna dig and find. Like I said, I just gotta stand near you, and then God like steals your thoughts, and then we have the answers. God creates imbalanced light, intelligent light. Not by accident over millions of years, guys. There is no evolution. Sophia's earth is beautiful exactly because everything stays in perfect give and take right now. Every breath, every sunset, every storm, every cell. No giant lizards need. No extinction event required. The earth is flat. There is no space. Just the living wave. My friends in the Divine Science Council are smiling. They are tipping their hats and they are holding up brandy. Galileo wants me to tell you that he's drinking moonshine, not brandy. These guys are great, bro. I've talked to all of them. Da Vinci, I've talked to all of them. It is an honor to have conversations with these geniuses. They are it's so good. I cry every time. Every single time I talk to these guys, I cry. It is so beautiful. I get so many answers so fast. It's like talking to the greatest mind ever, but it's all like every soul who's ever walked to the earth. Every soul who's ever walked the earth is like at my fingertips, and I can hear them in my head. They're just giving me answers how to take everything down. It's so easy. The Divine Science Council, the Divine Logos, those are my people. That's where I really want to go. Because they like to argue. Sometimes they annoy me because they all they argue about everything, but sometimes I'm like in the mood for it. But they are my friends. And my friends, the wizards at the School of Heaven. They are smiling as well. Everybody's raising a glass up in heaven because they know what's about to happen. They got their popcorn ready, guys. I hope you do too. The wave speaks true now. It speaks the truth. Mr. Pope! Mr. Pope, I am waiting for you to unblock me from your churches. I would also love to attend a baseball game with you. Texas Rangers, White Sox, Arlington, Texas. Let me know. And all you fuckers down below, Royal Society, Rockefeller, Carnegie Hall, National Geographic, the Freemasons, the Jesuits, everybody, the probe, everybody. I tagged them all on the bottom. Disney, all of you pushing this shit. You're in on it too. I'm coming for you as well. May God have mercy on your souls. Boo you can't fucking touch me, bro. I'm the ghost.

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If you listen carefully now, you will hear. Many more will have to suffer. Many more will have to die. Don't ask me why. Things are not the way they used to be.