A House Waits for the price of a bin of insight to life

When the House fills up it will pint or pinnt with life in the n or double n of life.

September 1-10, 2010

Joel Akin

Job 17:13 If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.

A beginning is the place where God puts down a foot and says “Take it up and up and up and up until the house is given in full” and then when the house is given in full hold on until God takes all things up to his house in heaven where it will be given back in fullness simply by decree of being Gods house.

It is the nature of life that moves into the plea of life for the sake of the rapture and the rapture is when God moves up to his place and takes on a course of life that is riches of life moving into the sea and carrying up a block of time to melt the sea wards down to nothing. This will break the course of the lochs and take the sea down to the people below and they will pick up the course of the lochs and bring up the people so they can see the truth.

In the final leaf it will show that God held the final leaf up and up and up until the way of life is given to men and they take it up to life so the way to life is made upwardly mobile.

2nd

A long time ago when man was born he held up the scales of life and told those who were to come that if they wanted life they had to move in synchronicity with him and his house.

Man held the boundary of time and shut the door on those who were to come except for an exception of one creature, the dog.

When the dog knew it he held the door open and called forth his house because the house of the dog knew everyone out there and they wanted everyone who had ever been a friend to be held up to life.

It was the dog who held the door despite the fact that no one then knew it or even knew it was a dog that held up the gates of time or the gates of men or even the gates that held back time from oblivion itself.

Thus when the dog held up me he spat me down into a chute for those it disliked because I was one of the few who had a wish and the wishes were for those the dog could not hold up to its god or loves in life.

Thus I came to be in the world we call men of the day who hold value to life through something we call science. It is the nature of the time of men that God held down the dog spirits from rising simply because the Time that had fulfilled that wish was a dog trap built to raise up anything and everything in all the known cosmos of time. Thus the dog opened up a door of fear and it came forth with the fare needed to throw me down to the bottom where I had no one to help me should I succeed in doing something out of the ordinary in life.

Thus in the poundary of life I held onto the bars of the cage and whimpered for I was getting old and ugly and people wanted healthy. No one came by to pick me up and no one saw me as anything but a mutt held to the bin of old things that were the cage after cage into which I was moved.

It was the poundary of nature where I fell and it was the place of the dogs who had fallen also for once long ago people had held the old dogs here who had no one to love them. It was said if you let them go they often joined into packs and thus from it, the dogs of life, came a game we call the house of poker. Of course you don’t find the dogs listed but that was because then the dogs made the game up of how many people they had given to the dogs and it meant the Ace or the King or the Queen or even the Jack and then after a time the game grew boring because no one out there held up life in the sea of games and people said that they only existed in mythos of life.

Thus I came to be a price of ripples in the upper nature of the pond or poundary and I gave up a price to those who held the power to cast down a mood called Time and it was “Get out of the way for I’m coming up out of the throat of those who once despised me in life” and those who knew it will shake and will bend and will toe and will hold down a line so deep it will hold up man as the shake of the pen or the pen that shook and it will mean that God took me in to find me a home.

3rd

The price of the flap at the end of the tag is the base of much problems in our world because they hold the price of bins and that is the tag of sickness meant to be held up to the spirit world so it can bear in a price of life or death to the man at the end of the box of troubles.

It is the nature of the flap which is why today we call them tags and we call them things which hang on despite our wish the blemishes would vanish into the sea of flesh and it would be the perfect sort of flesh pleasing to those we call opposites and thus they would see us as something worth having.

The problem is that the tags hang on and multiply and they seem to fold in and out like flesh and they hold on despite the wish they would vanish into the fen of life.

Now why worry over the flap or the little bit of skin at the end? The answer is sickness and pain and sorrow and suffering. It is a problem of our house in a big way as mom and dad and sis and myself have faced either cancer or polyps or pre-cancerous nature in the esophagus in my case and it is based on skin undergoing war.

It is the nature of the skin which is the nature of things God holds up to the price of war. When the war is over a flap then the flap can be held to healing simply by bursting the barriers of life and healing those things which offend over and over and over and over again. They are flaps and tags of the world that holds us as men hostage and they are spirits of dogs.

Why speak of this? I have a mom who suffers with personal issues that are tagging out in a way that is unbelievable and I found out that is is an issue on her side of the family in the women. Yet if the house of women is suffering like her then it is the nature of a peril and the peril is that it is held up to the spirit world by what I call a spirit codial or if you will a coral polyp and that is calcium which tends to break under the PH of acid such as the vinegar of the body.

Thus when the body PH’s itself normally, as it should, the form of polyps breaks down and molds itself into shapes that shatter the cords that bind and those cords are made to be long and shapeless in form in order to bunch and to form things that are like cancer.

The answer is from the sea and I call it the coral of the brain and it is made to be a bit of oddity in thought given to me by God several years ago to aid those who might want help in life and it is the growth of the coral which would take a year or two and then to take it to the pill, like calcium or even like coral with calcium, but in the sense of the brain coral.

People out there know it is normal to the taste and usually tasteless and bunched up in a way that is designed by heaven to aid those who have bunched up tags inside which refer to either inside the frame and if so they break natures cords and that isn’t good for the frame, or into the outside frame but bunched up in a way that is held to the flap or tag that we try to rid ourselves of.

4th-clouds were held back and thus I include the one which is a repeat of yesterday.

5th-Clouds repeated again which means no new imput was received. I think there are those who see things happening and hold onto a day of clouds because of something that is beyond ability to receive or even grasp. Perhaps men of power who take the images and hide the day by refusing to release them or allow them to be seen by others.

6th

If the elephant is the flap of ears it was the flap of skin which burned often to the light of men pairing it with the knife. The knife came to be the price of paring down the ear so the man could climb up it and this formed a flap or ring in which the man tied a cord he would climb and thus formed the ear of life that carried the man up the ladder to the font that held his sole.

It is the nature of life that carries the box of men who held time once and they held the flap or hole in the ear to be the like of a stone have dropped it down and it went to the tongue of women or to the ear or to the nature of the neck until the slimmed down side of life came to be the front of a stack of fonts which were made up or made down.

Thus in the price of life it came to be the fonts that held life for the sake of the font of ele or LE or the LEE side of existence and that came to be the side aside from the rampaging elephant who did hate to be bothered by the buzz or the batter of thunder.

Thus in time the dog held the back of the heel and it bruised with time and thus when Satan, as the first dog out of the batch of men fell he fell as a dog called Fonts Leg and it was the leg of a dog called the LE Font and it was the little font of lords of fonts for then people owned fonts as a price of legend of their house being wealthy.

In our time fonts belong to those who trademark things but in time the trademarks fell to men who called them LE or ELEFonts and they were the little things that made a huge difference in life in the common frame of Rome or Roman men who lost their toes in the story written of iron as told by Daniel. They were the Times of New men and those came to be New Men of Rome and it held up the light of the dog as being men who were simple fonts doing what fonts do and that is leave their mark all over the world.

In those days men tried to bring plants overseas so the rulers of their day might carry them afar to men like Romans who wanted to taste the exotic nature of things that once were.

Thus in the day when Pompei exploded there were things buried there which held the light of crystals used to shield men and plants from the harsh side of existence and they were crystals seen in stories found with men or the shields of alabaster but ones which were clear inside so the shield on them in refraction turned down instead of lost in shade and shadow.

These crystals held up life to the men of Rome who held the pineapple among their acquisitions. People of today say that Rome may have held Europe by the pin of Britain but never to the scent of the apple called pine for but that is the fen of our day that doesn’t allow men time to figure out how to hold or preserve. Instead we throw out the preservers and throw out the preservation agents and tell people “It cannot be done” and people walk away and think ‘How could it have been done?” for if the storms of the horn were then a problem and they were then men walked with the plants on their backs until they reached Rome itself.

However it would be a journey of carriage as important things of time and that would be the pineapple spoken of as faint lines to the North or to the South or to the far reaches of the world of men who held up the apple of Hawaii as the fare of old lines of men reaching for the juice or the stock that was beyond fare in riches of life.

Some say that eventually one would find they broke codes to hold onto things with fire night and day and eventually succeeded in carrying it far enough to make light of the fare or fair nights of Pompeii where such things may once have grown before a volcano delivered a crush to the fruit of yon gods.

 Yet if I speak of the pineapple here one might wonder why if we speak of it and clouds at the same breath.

The answer is the light shone into a cloud by the bin of knowledge that is there for men to find that is already discovered. We in our age read it and then we take the witnesses and throw them out and ask “What of our day?” and we look for more then just an old garbage destined book to prove to us that the pineapple did or did not make it to Rome.

For if the breath of God held the light to the elves then in those days there was simple and qualified witnesses who could carry the gospel to the far reaches of life based on life of the creature.

If they who were elves lost it, life, in a world called middle earth, then here, of all places in life, we were the middlings of existence who tried to exterminate those who were elvish in nature. They were held up to towers to exterminate over and over and over across the breath and breadth of the world and men tracked them down based on a rumor and if men would do that to kill off people who were Christians, then who would not track down a pineapple if it were worth a kings ransom in those days?

The fact is that men of today have lost it. They no longer reason out things and they no longer know how to reason and that is the spirit of the world in which we live. It is the spirit that is the world groaning down below as a monster of men waiting for this age to rise up to God for denial and they hold up me as a faint man who prays through in a way that is a legend.

Yet if I pray in a way that is legend then it is the nature of the writer who proves his worth by simply saying that the rapture is the price of men rising up to God and saying “Enough” and they mean it and take on the reigns of Gods house in the sense of refusing to release the altar of God until the alterations are given in full to the world at large.

7th

If the rapture is to happen then the Lord must first descend with a shout and then the orange label we call time will shatter like glass. The crystal nature of life we live in will end and we will find that being a crystal creature wasn’t so fun after all because it meant being in pain in ways the body adjusts to without a label from a doctor or a label from an LE Font.

The fact is we are labeled glass from the nature of dust and that is particles of dust that inhabit us of glass from the nature of our seed which is the see of d or the see of life in the chord of d.

Revelation 15:2 And I saw as it were a sea of glass mingled with fire: and them that had gotten the victory over the beast, and over his image, and over his mark, and over the number of his name, stand on the sea of glass, having the harps of God.

If we who are standers of victory on glass can say that we stand in victory then here is the victory of life over the beast who held us down so we would see only the shadow of spirits holding us down so the beast might see what he is in life as a dog himself.

Psalms 1:5 Therefore the ungodly shall not stand in the judgment, nor sinners in the congregation of the righteous.

The fact is that before the Lord God are those who are the liars of life now. They hold down the pin and pinnt of life in a way that is the sight of life for God for he knows that one day those who pray through will shine as a light that no one of the liars can hold down forever.

Thus out of the pineapples of life shines a light that will share its methods of life with the world to show that men of old were smart and might have lifted life out of the bin, as it were, for the sake of the future to see they were far from dumb or stupid.

8th

The biggest fare of all is the lot of life in the glass of men who see ‘through darkly’ not as one at a mirror or window but as one trapped inside of glass itself and caught in a sea of time so small that one day is like a tree bearing a root to the focus of light.

Thus a tree bears fruit in five years or less and in ten years grows tall and stalwart and true to bearing up a vast supply of fruit for the sake of the growth of the root which is given ample time to multiply itself below the lay of the land.

Each year I help prune an apple tree belonging to my sister. She calls me and together we prune it though last year I took over and did it myself as I was feeling well enough to do it alone.

This summer sis told me she took off hundreds of apples as the tree was loaded and despite her efforts the tree bore fruit to near the breaking point. It isn’t a huge tree but it grows despite the severe pruning that I give it each fall.

If we in our day prune and prune and prune then eventually the pruning reaches an apex in the sixth year of life of pruning.

Thus if this is the fifth year of pruning then there is one more year to prune according to the scripture so we can bring in the fruit.

Leviticus 25:3 Six years thou shalt sow thy field, and six years thou shalt prune thy vineyard, and gather in the fruit thereof;

Why wait to prune? The answer is time to heal. The healing of a man who is going into time of a sixth year is pruned again and again and again until he is brought to a level of time that is born to fruit again and again.

However there comes a time when we must allow growth to happen even if the tree gets a little shaggy and spendrift in appearance. Thus if we prune without end eventually the tree holds its course to death and to the grave because we never gave it a chance to grow in all directions at once and thus in the seventh year: Leviticus 25:4 But in the seventh year shall be a sabbath of rest unto the land, a sabbath for the LORD: thou shalt neither sow thy field, nor prune thy vineyard.

In the 7th year the sabbath of the land gives rest. When we have rest we have R and R and this is why men of old who held up war had to rest because eventually they fought without understanding and this lead them to an early grave.

Men who fight and fight and fight, as do those of us who are Christians born into the war, hold onto liberty by resting inside and resting on the bed more and more and more often.

Thus to tell men of God to fight on and on and on isn’t the will of God or the will of life but to rest with your neighbor and to rest with those who fight with you by letting God bring them to an early grave. The fact is this is the will of God that all men rest only those who fight with lies do so by losing value in the world by lying and lying and lying until they provoke men of reason to break sabbaths and try to bring in life to the fire.

So when it comes to the fire provoked by lies then God rests his hands and allows those who fight with fire to proceed because the spirit world does not rest its hands of fighting no matter what God might wish to do.

9th

Above Antartica was a line that must be more then a hundred miles wide. It is a line that appeared on the 9th of September around 7pm in the evening MST.

I have prayed over this and have seen other lines appear and in this case it holds a pin to the land. When God holds me up in prayer he carries in a pin to mark where I have seen and where I have prayed through. When I pray through I hold up a price of life that is seen and held and binned into the sea by way of things that are blooped.

Of course it was a short story I watched just after four with William Shatner and it was regarding a story of a loud sound that came from this region. Men recorded it and called it the bloop for the loudness of it. They thought it might be a creature like the whale but found the sound to be louder then normal and louder even then what whales produce as it was heard more then 3000 miles around the world.

So why mark this on the map with a line if not to prove that God can find mysteries that need looking into himself? For if there is a sound that men find which is nowhere near knowing about then it is a true mystery of life.

Thus in the line that follows is the region shown on the map of the bloop.

Now if this is the price of the bloop then it is the nature of sound made by men during an exercise of war in 1997 or a sound made by a creature mating once in a blue moon or the price of a line of God making a sound like ‘Hmmm’ to see if men were listening.

Of course the sound is there for those who which to search it out as a mystery of their own.

The price of life goes on an on and on including new things for the sake of the future. In our story of the preparation for removal from glass the beast held us down with his shadow as that is how weak we men really were in life. We held God to the value of accomplishing everything only the story of time is that the beast took us down to a bin we fell so hard we had to bear the price of making a distinct impression.

The impression held a print and it held a lie but not of liars but of lies of having fallen into the stone and left there a stock of lines of falling and failing and faltering in a day of lies.

Thus by the time this story is told it will be the greatest mystery of life and men will say “It makes sense only its weird” and it will be but at the end of the day God will make a second impression of a house for me to find out there in the city and it will bear repeating that it was there to begin with only not in the way of sin or bins of time but in impressions that fell there by chance into the cracks of time and it was a house so far out that it held all the things I could imagine.

10th

Once there was a beast who held men hostage. He stood upon the perfect line of knowledge having been prepared for the mark by those who went before him. He was a beast that held life to the stock of all heaven until there were none who knew who or what he was.

Then the perfect mark came to be the man of God who held up the beast in thought and said ‘Try this’ and it held the reptiles to the mark of the rear rattle and it held men to the park bench in alcoholism and they fell to the sea because of men of God who held them down in spirit of old lines of standing and waiting for God to move.

After all there once was a God or god who fell to men and he was named Sinful particles of men.

He fell to the sea and the sea broke open and it, the sea cracked down to a world of failures. They tried to hold on and all fell to the shortness of life so that by the time God had breached the sea with his thought man had fallen and fallen and fallen into the leaf of mold of a thought that held life.

God made it so and it held men up to the particles of life until the entire world fell and lost its cord to the sea that once lead up to heaven.

Thus the spirit world lived in an excited state of agitation because they were falling into the cracks made for them by God. He held up life for the sake of the future and in the bidst or midst of life below grew up incredible lines of knowledge that one day would rise to cover the sea. The world below fell and fell and fell until it hit bottom where it ceased because the bottom was lit by a star we call the Sol Star of Life. It was held by bins of insight as to what was going on only in the final key there were those who said, and they knew it to be true, that God had the final answer to life held close to his heart.

That final answer came to be the price I paid God to be the Bill or BILL or simple bill. I was the price of the BILL and it came to be the price of CHRIST and it came to be the value of a call to life out of the bin of HOPE and it came to be a price of life to all of mankind who wanted to fit in a church here and there so that on occasion it would light up the entire world. That was the price of a pew and the price of oil of anointing that would light up the world in the future with technology held close to the bin for the sake of the Holy Oil of God which he would patent and hide in plain sight because men saw it and held it up as worthless when it was the price of Japan holding onto men in the light of new ideas.