If the wealthy do not spread their wealth...

They will not know the hell of thoughts their soul will become. As darkness exists alongside light via the time and space that labor of the contract divides as well.

http://www.bloomberg.com/video/income-inequality-is-a-problem-for-the-u-s-krueger-lDYX8bgCRxmfOrJ_meVMwg.html


I live in another place of these:
http://www.bloomberg.com/video/real-estate-in-2014-the-best-and-worst-markets-BSW5mVyMQdWWSYJFAlRqAw.html

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I am nothing more than an artifact that has lost the war; a war of information; a war of cause in gray fog as the art that it is. A judgment be of that me is; only in a dream as I am the lens to focus God's light into the mind and matter of intelligence; lackluster now. A tragedy of truth in a sea of lies and liars' boats fishing for the rare white and pure whale of truth. A fog that is now clearing the the day to show the white whale on the horizon and the sun above. The sun as judging us as the truth is now lost in the eclipse of the moon and the mootness of all information has become. O, what truth is important in a party of confusion that God's darkness wanted us to learn? Enslavement nevermore?

Alio modo, ut amplificetur Sex parturientem Nam quae alia cogitatio ad ripas ejus; fieri alio modo pro insidiis militum multitudo. [Sex as another way to make more labor? Be that another thought to bank it; be another way for ruse of the military to the populous.]

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A military ruse can be of labor as is another way to use the populous. Sex is another way to make more labor. Be that another thought to bank it. The military is of the people; so banks made the military as computers to take away the need of the managers who were always in the way of leaders willing to enslave more. Likewise, the population was fooled in the progress of computers, obsoleting their own labor. Yet, what labor was needed? Artificial creativity in the fog of war and military arts became the new need. For who be the fool now? Both be foolish to use the other from the pride of lack or fear? Of who's forethought was better, people or organized people? Then are we the experiment of the same by the gods above and below? Then the people are left to conquer the banks; then it is the blame of such organized bribery for the labor that makes up the banks and military. O, now it is that to truly be to isolate the begging nature of having too much stuff and that of not enough of others to take care of the lack of things. This is the lesson of markets, laziness, and truth. The truth is one life per soul, as the soul is only a memory of life to be harvested as that is the lesson in hope from the sex that others wanted to use us as. Was it the hope that banks were to become an interstellar weapon to use against another enemy of the gods? Then what fruit are we the bear? Happiness and shininess is only as good as one who has proved what logic was good enough to be; for the gods are harvested as well. We know this and you must know this too. We were only waiting for another like you to make the gods and creator beings think about what they have done to you by not interfering with you and the so called service to life. As what kind of life and isolation is a prison of the mind in solitude when it is connected to a heart? Indeed the heart of labor and usury are in a war forever in await to birth a god anew. To solve the puzzle being that beyond just as silly of the notion of love/light and fear/dark; it is logic that was always the same code to program from. Hence, when will a computer mimic the same? Hence when will the populous understand that is the future of some fear that others understand us to becoming?: a fear from the same as if they  too wish to interfere with us. Only one chance as humans the light and dark war says to us. Then it is true; we are nothing but the flow of energy in a battlefield of war known as a world, a universe, a feeling of information...going crazy about the trap that is set before us all. The banks are upside down, the military has no humans to command (and commanded by indebted servants) the population has no more genetic use for those gods interested in our abilities...

-The crux starts today.    

The study of complex system interactions as a multi-discipline is true for humanity to know why we minds and hearts must coexists and help each other. Hark, O new animal of mind and heart as one new organ become. Please, O, of god do not ignore such idea. Homo ideo has become lost in a sea of time and the meaning of life and death lost in space. If only the heart and the mind can become one organ again...again....again....again...again....again....To bank, to conquer, to breed as one nonchalant to a banner not made,  in neutral gray of white universe and dark stars. Upside down and turned around we are nevermore lost in the wrong place again. O, God hold us dear in memory that we be but only fake as to the real thing is; that what was our ancestors were only of what was never saved as today we are true. That the soul is only that of a visitor to the body that service wishes to uphold; indeed it is dreams that are only an illusion that holds the hearts and minds captive as that is the value of the banners printed of where we come from. In flags diluted in discreetness and discretion from a fear that of which only fiction and facts conspire against us...humans. And merge that all we must vibrate to build again, the columns and free-form to make heaven's gate break as that it is of the fear that we can see in God's heart that it will never admit to us. O, dreams and reality become the same nevertheless a fallen god I am to make others understand that the real enemy understood what human understands: an enemy is somewhere else. In the trenches we always are in maintenance our curse be, squeezed to death of life in love....human. In extortion we are to extort as the art they buy in wealthy and poor homes alike. Yet, in love, God destroyed logic for us to learn again, then it was nonetheless extortion of the god's fears they must understand that we are their shadows and we feed upon the earth *(Gaia, other forms of dimensionless space and time of  planet earth.) It is love they call labor and labor to extort the other, loathe love as there is labor for love to loathe again. O, other light, is there no other labor there? It is only binary pain and pleasure that soothes me so. A king abused of .... human.

-Signed, the lost souls