The Illuminati Li Channeling

[the Draç (李)]

This is a channeling from my 3loodline...

Wishes galore and four score. Put on the brakes. Love conquers all and it defeats the purpose. The Asiatic Negro at its' best. Home schooled and then went to college in someone's basement. The thought process that decrees power over presence. The Principality Lung. The Ancient 3ear. The Draconian God, and the Winter Warrior.

3ruce Lee... Kung Fu tactics. How do you shoot a jumpshot? By looking down the barrel of a gun. A soft disguise in the middle of a wave. The crowd I mean. Typical sell out... not you, no need to fret. Time to accelerate, here we go.

Understanding that time is like fine wine. To shine and uphold all truths to find the truth. The Ancestor that demands justice, to bring the 3arth towards peace. The true "Illuminated." Time rests with the stop watch. On your mark, get set, go. Flowing like a river, and sting like a bee. Riddles that shred the dust off your boots. "Not welcome." On to the next.

How do you hold up?

By amplifying sound, speaking in tongues, and healing the crowds.

Crowd surfing at its' finest. Too deep for deep blue sea. Even though as it oxidizes, from 3lue to blood, as in red. The inheritance that calls on when to wonder. To look to the Heavens and express true love. No doubt in my mind that you can anoint someone's calling. Love does conquer all. Get the picture? Riddles, riddles... and Daoism. Fresh start as you wake up and take your fill. The journey is long but is rewarding. Trust in the Ancients. Your life depends on it. Now it's flowing, see what I mean?

Yes!

Howdy, how do you correct? Time does put it to the test, right? It's like a count down. I held on it too long, but it didn't explode. Hot Potatoe. Crisp like fall, and cold like winter. Fresh to death like spring, and the hot ass summer. The Summer Triangle. Altair at its' finest. Trust in the process, there's always time to move on.

To release all fears. Stay clear of the Pleiadian Deer. That was a joke. I have nothing to sell. I let them pass by. It hurts to amount to what turns from clay to dust. Trust in the 3lohim.