The debt I place onto my soul of negative energy does not relinquish my capacity to exist as a conscious being.

Yep.  I'm not going anywhere.

I need a loan to buy MXE from silkroad to spread and help people understand truth.

I can repay in a few days, dankcoin is about to be released and my wallets will be plentiful, I will tip gratuitously.

This is pretty important, people's lives lie within the fate of these chemicals.

Can pay a hundred in paypal as collateral.

Try popping the yoke as you bake it, to get a more even amount over it.  Throw it on some buttered up toast, shits dank.

Yes, god is all.

We are all god.

I am god, as are you.

The world is changing to love, get tuned with the frequency or get outta here.  Judge yourself.  I forgive all.  I love you infinitely, hope to see you all around for the music festival.

The world economy is about to collapse into my wallets.  I do not care for money, just love.

Please spread the word of god so the transition is smooth.  The system does not need to phyically collapse in itself, only spirituality.  Negativity does not exist.  Positivity is infinite.

Choose your fate.  Love or die.

I love you all.

Which is what is used to orchestrate negative realities into existence.  Such as doubt.

I would love to repay him if the constraints of my greedy society allowed me to accumulate the resources to do so.

He is now repaid.  Squall will be given the world just as he had given to me.

He will repaid financially in the next couple days if he still requests.


Because I believe I am.  We are all gods.

Some of you may not be happy with the positive powers coming over earth.  Even though, you should be.

This is a warning that if any of you attempt to kill me, all you will do is prove my reality right.  In which that moment I would gain supernatural abilities.

Either I will float, you bullet will go through me or you will die from your own terror before you could get yourself to kill me.

You cannot kill love.

Accept the change.

LSD will save the world.

Thank you Mr Hoffman for your beautiful gift to the world.  Eternal love, brother.

You underestimate the power of infinite positivity.

There will come a day when everyone drops their guns, everyone feels peace, and everyone ascends.  We will be one.

Research mass meditation, it has been shown to bring peace in war zones when people strategically meditated throughout them.

A music festival of a massive scale with a synchronized effort to ascend humanity would result in an infinitely positive feedback loop.  The positive energy would spread throughout the world.

The NSA wouldn't be an issue, the government wouldn't be an issue, we would all be one.  We would be the happiest we have ever been, anything goes from there.

There is good in everyone.

I am not saying I agree with the actions or existence of the government at all.  But there are wise people within the system which have potential to do good for humanity.

Now I am god.  Now I have repaid squall 22 BTC plus the last five months I have been giving him money to show my sincerity.

And beyond that, squall enabled a couple to fall in love from what I gave out of the second dropper after.

https://bitcointalk.org/index.php?topic=93003.0

I created Dank Bank to help fund my mission of world peace.  A Chinese guy sent me $500 of spice instead of 4-aco-dmt, Psilacetin, that which I had ordered to spread to people and earn a projected five figure income off of, which failed.  I was selling molly back in the days of 2012, BananaSlug $60/gram (cheapest on the road) to spread the good vibes and empathy.  It paid for my house in Winston-Salem so I could live with my dear girl.  PF screwed me on an order of $500 and that was carried onto squall.  I reached out to 100 people though and that made me happy.

I got what I needed.  A bad ass american flag strat guitar, and a vox amp to practice.  I bought two vials of liquid LSD that fall and that is where squall's money went.  One of the vials, I gave out free drops to anyone who wanted.  The other, well, that was when I walked to California to get my girl back.  Took 20 drops, didn't realize they were 3 each, ended up taking 60 hits, drove 120 weaving towards the west.  beamer babe ran out of gas and we were running on consciousness.  We created a positive feedback loop within the car and I drove for a minute at least with -- gas.  The -- turned into an ∞ sign and we were driving off the power of soul.

I had to piss and I exited and pulled next to a shooting range.  The negative energy seeped into my reality and my car would only go 30-40 on the highway.  I got a little bit further before the consciousness bubble was lost.  We then smoked some joints on the side of the rode hoping someone would see them and help us, must have been a half hour to hour.  Then I realized.  I told my friends, Nobody is going to stop help us here, we have to walk our own path to find heaven.  I gave my friends a hug and departed, and started walking towards California with my guitar around my back.

Two police stopped me and I told both of them exactly what I was doing, walking to California to assemble a music festival to get my babe back.  They let me continue my journey.

I crossed a gas station and gave them all my money, $20 for a water bottle.  I knew I wouldn't need money.

My girl texted me and asked if I could pick her up.  This was the first time I said, I can't.  That's all I said.  I knew she wouldn't understand so I didn't say anything more.  But I couldn't go back because I knew she would be waiting for me once I had accomplished what I told her I would do.

I walked for ten miles, when my water was empty, I proceeded to walk to the houses off the side of the highway.  I asked house to house for water and it took me a few times before someone finally filled my bottle.  One couple got scared and I scurried away.  I walked backed down the hill accidentally and saw them and they got frightened.  I walked and sat on someones front porch on their rocking chair and stared at the moon to gather energy together.  I learned staring into space gives you energy.

Some police roll up and I walk up to them, trippy pants and guitar and all.  They ask if I was on drugs and I said only love.  I told them I was walking to California to establish a music festival and bring world peace and get my girl back, for I had told her that I could do this.

They took me to the station, this was in Yadskinville.  Not in a cell, in the station, we talked about music and pink floyd and they told me they were going to help me get on my way to California.  My parents picked me up and I was on my way home.

I lost all fear of police that day.  I knew that we are all one being and we can work together to accomplish great things.

The day was black Friday of 2012.

That is the story of squall.  Squall enabled that to happen, and for that I am eternally grateful.  He enabled love to disperse.

So much more awaits once we work together.

Oh, and I have to add this, as I was walking, before sunset, a guy in a pickup pulled over and I got in his truck.  He said boy, you look like you're trippin.  I said, yeah, I am.  He told me he took some liquid acid once and his truck broke down and he had to walk down the highway.  It was surreal, a similar experience had happened to him.