Yennora: home of a futuristic chosen people with the height of Gammorah, located to the West of Sydney. Our word is one of love, blessing both the planet and all other peoples on Earth. I invite you all to adopt our spirit in the name of the future which we bless not only by fostering the veracity of the tragic in the most loving way but also through being environmentally responsible. The reserved and efficient use of natural resources, recycling, sustainable land management and the reduction of pollution can together guarantee a tolerable distant future for mankind. If such steps aren’t taken on an effective scale countless millions will perish and the lives of our distant descendants will be harsh and unproductive.
On the topic of sex, Yennorans don’t preach chastity or otherwise denounce the sexual life but we do discourage gay relations. Sodomy itself is not the danger but rather the homosexual relationship and its affects which bear a destructive force upon important constituent elements of a strong and healthy community, the ways of gay men and women being too great a descent into perversion to adequately integrate.
Finally, here is a brief and veracious statement about God that expresses the Yennoran perspective on the matter, a river of pure water through which speaks the height of man’s spirituality:
[size=95]God dwelleth within all peoples and the animals too. There the flame of life burns brightly and angels often sing the Song of Yes and Amen. And God’s chosen peoples are often like mountains for mountains are the pastures of great prophets. And he loves all peoples by relinquishing his virtues as required. Thus are constituted the various aspects of God and the ascendant angelic host. And his dearest virtue is veracity, for God loves most of all to be above noontide and free of the corruption of the lie of millennia according to which deserts are harbored with good conscience.[/size]
This is by no means a complete statement about God but the observant reader will gather for themselves a much improved picture of the futuristic chosen people of Yennora.
Finally, here is a brief and veracious statement about God that expresses the Yennoran perspective on the matter, a river of pure water through which speaks the height of man’s spirituality:
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Finally, here is a brief and veracious statement about God that expresses the Yennoran perspective on the matter to the extent that we speak in terms of God, something we are well-inclined to do from time to time. A river of pure water through which speaks the height of man’s spirituality:
Behold, your shattered fools who wander in the deserts of the soul, seeking for water through what is not. There is nothing in Yennora but distraction from the waters of the soul within. I seek the purity of the Anchorite not in the sands of hardship and oblivion without, but in it’s purity within. I never lose sight of the self in the Eolian plains within… my footsteps are lost not amongst the sands but the flowing of new plants where my mind’s gaze cast about introspectively within.
I am the thunder within the storm of your darkest nightmares, shining light unto a started mind.
I am the calm of the center of the storm,
I am the rage of the holy whirlwind, come to cast destruction upon a deceptive outlook.
I am the destroyer and the renewer, the grave and the flourishing.
I am here now to preach the message of life,
I am here now to kill the blasphemy of Yennora.
What do you wish to find in those isolated grasslands? Yourself? You are already you! What do you seek in this seclusion, a new conclusion to your incontestable delusions? Who would benefit in traveling with a madman unworthy of approaching his own divinity? You think you’ll have anymore right to stand before God in Yennora than where your feet now stand? Is this spot any more divine than any other? Did God spend more time creating it’s elements than any other?
Yennora is a myth, it is a myth contrive to cover up your own deceit. Throw it down, throw it away. Tear up and gash this obstruction to the spirit. Let the waves engulf it like sinful Atlantis, and be brave enough to rise up above the waves, and take the outstretched hand the Lord of God, Jesus Christ, is offering you. Accept Jesus into your heart, and don’t be so hard on those who like to take it in the ass- did not Jesus himself say turn the other cheek? Your butt has two. Just remember not to masturbate, cause Jesus isn’t into that, but lay off the gay folk.
Embrace the Holy Spirit within, don’t set out in search of it. It’s never within your grasp, it IS your grasp. It is how you know yourself, and know another. Only upon this self recognition can you ever hope to become a pilgrim, embracing every step of the road well traveled in sincerity and contemplation.
Regarding our perspective in relation to sexuality, in order to satisfy the order of angelic Providence under which the American peoples live the futuristic chosen people of Yennora shall henceforth turn a blind eye to homosexual relationships as far as we reside on US soil.
Christian Overman: The futuristic chosen people of Yennora may be the stuff of legend but I assure you that our numbers are sufficient to constitute a host before Yahweh. We are the pinnacle of man and our Word shares a corresponding height, eclipsed only by the ubermensche who has yet to thrive and might never do so. Your insistence that we are nought is both disheartening and suspicious.
When a group of people claim they are the best, the chosen the future etc, they tend to be a danger to the humans that they claim they embrace, love and wish to show a better way to. Join us and we will show you the way… yea, no thanks that ways reeks of historical tragedy. Bigotry never ever works to the best. Tie that in with religious zeal and you have horrors that no one ever believes will happen but, they do. Sorry , but I would rather remain as I am then become part of another arrogant religious pack of zealots. I don’t have to stick my hand in a bear trap to know that it can cut my hand off with the slightest push. I do wish you much peace and happiness.
The ubermensch was always within you damn herd of heretics, your so far gone you don’t even comprehend the meaning of the word heretic.
I am the bona fide teacher of the goal of existence, for in my spirit I have driven the deepest roots. The overman isn’t above the stars, but deep down into the earth. You’ll know his spirit by the overflowing of his waters of live, quenching the deserts men roam in. He is a sustainer of life and the good, not a divider and a segregation. Animal husbandry doesn’t lead to a caste system, it leads to a good Shepherd who loves all his sheep, for that is his virtue to love each for it’s own existence. Yennora is a herd, and I am it’s shepherd… but I warn you, you continue on this road to folly, of gluttony to prophecy and will to delusion, and you will perish as all animal stock inevitably must, as the main course on a meal, and with your skins draping men much superior to you.
Learn to live a lifestyle much more base and yet fulfilling… only this will keep the butcher’s blade away, as you’ll neither grow spiritually fat and decadent, and he’ll spend more time nurturing you and bonding with you. It’s obvious your only capable of being a sheep, but I encourage you to be a better sheep, the boldest one, to dream of better dreams, and to begin to make one’s existence matter to friends.
You stand in the shadows of the self, thinking the shade your in is your qualities, and you speak the truths of your vision, assuming the eclipse before you is buy a hindrance, and the truth lays beyond it, waiting only to be expressed. Know the Eclipse is thy self, and your dreams of a other realm beyond is pure foolishness and heresy. Begone with this foolish belief. I AM THE SUPERMAN OF FAIRFIELD, I HAVE COME TO SPEAK THE TRUTH OF THE SELF… EMBRACE THE BEST WITHIN YOU! DONT’ BE MISLEAD BY CHARLATANS AND VAGABONS, AND STOP TOUCHING YOURSELF, COME INTO THE GLORY OF OUR LORD, JESUS CHRIST OF NAZARETH, AND REPENT OF YOUR SINS! [-o< [-o<
Oh i just peed my pants out of fear and repentance… :-" :-" =D> =D> Nope not really, Fooled Ya… sorry but really why the drama??? I would love to meet one zealot that is calm happy and just plain old chilled out. You all get your panties too wound up, chill out. Gods don’t even think that they are that important in our lives. if they did they would be down here nagging at us themselves not having peons doing it for them. Your gods are hobbies nothing more , so chill out and enjoy being alive for the time you have.
No , no its what is Joy with out sadness, its; what is tragedy without …? Oh heck i can’t think of the opposite of tragedy right now , not enough coffee in me I suppose. tragedy is the destruction of something we care for. so what is the opposite of that in one word??? I hate brain farts
See, the destruction of something you care for isn’t counterbalanced by the creation of something you care for, as it’s not something you care for yet. The promise of something you already care for is it’s opposite, and it’s the central aspect to the Noah/Job/Abrahamic/Mosaic yearning for that promised ‘‘insert here’’. I both cases, they witnessed the destruction of their world, and in three cases the yearning was a central aspect… the yearning for what was promised. Only in Job was it not promised, but he got it in the end anyway. The inverse is the case for Jonas, who got nothing for not playing along, but was dragged to it… but it was to fulfill a messianic function to advance society, not destroy it, therefor he got no reward. In the reward spectrum, Jonas’ opposite would be Judas, who got a reward for destruction but lost the messianic inspiration, and unlike Jonas who though he had better things to do and was swallowed, Judas realized nothing was more important and died due to his shame. Jonas grew, Judas rotted.
It’s a hurrian song, oldest full song still in existence, from Ugarit. It was the civilization immediately north of Isreali, it’s where El comes from. This is technically the oldest church song in existence. It’s pretty fucking badassed. Makes pussies like Pezer look retarded for giving up on it, they didn’t realize how bad assed it all could be.
Excuse me now, I must go and get this emu ready for supper. It keeps running around, I think it knows what is about to happen. May you knife chip and shatter birdy bird.
After hearing this song, and seeing how bad assed it is, I am now officially a christian again. You will find me in my closet whipping myself for my sins and wearing one of those whatchamacallit nail belts (I do come from an Opus Dei tradition).
I thought true Christians refrained from cursing ? Badass and pussy are not very christiany now are they? That poor Emu what did it ever do to you??? Although I hear they are pretty tasty.
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