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The World of Unicellular. This Book is a Medicine from Moronity

When a unicellular is talking to the Lord, it is called Prayer,

but when the Lord is talking to a unicellular, it is called Schizophrenia.

Anecdote

But let us get back to the World of Unicellular… How was it created?!? Well, there is a theory… About the one who has created those unicellular along with their world (actually, their turmoil) … The theory was developed by a great poster called Shiga (rated as Spartacian). By the time of our discovery of his great Unicellular World Creation Theory, he had already made as much as 3110 posts. He is from Sarani. And his theory is from there too.

Posted: Fri Dec 31, 2004 1:40 am

Post subject: The official religions of the Flash Mob party.

Jamgihism. Introduction

Me, “Guru”, Farid Al-Sarani Ibn Rinat Ibn Halfimulla Ibn Harryfulla Ibn Gurubuddhas present a new faith to all those living on the Earth. This is a religion which is the kindof a prophecy written from the words of an anonymous guy. Let’s call him this way – the Dude – just to be precise. So the Dude revealed a horrible story to me – the whole world is created by Jamgick – the God of Pot and Moochingaround who is the highest being as far as a real Jamgiman understands it. Well, I did write the story but in a condition the Dude was any folk could have made a hash of it. In short, believe me or not but it goes as follows.

The book of Jamgihism. Chapter one or the Holiest book about life, things and him.

1. How Jamgick created the World.

At first there was a word and the word was (actually two words) – Wonna gorge! There was Jamgick, a good fella who was living peacefully in one of the ghettos of the Universe until buggers got to him. Give away, they say, all the pot you have. And Jamgick told “mother fucker” and there was “mother fucker”. Jamgick took a gun tube and smacked some bugger on the dome and there started butchery. Blood, flying bodies and teeth on the concrete. To cut it short, Jamgick bumped the buggers off and there was nowhere to bury them, so, damn it, he created the Earth and settled down there, grew pot and other grass to make life brighter or else you can’t get fried up. He created vegetables and beasts of all kinds just to nibble on them. Some kinds of donkeys were created – just to take a few examples – hipplohonuses and damnasayisits. Then he took to making topography (what a superb designer he was). He went to stool – there you have America. He spread out his pot to dry it – there you have Kazakhstan. He founda place to cool his booze – there you have Russia. So, he tortured our poor old Earth in a big way. He lived on and all the time he lacked imagination as for human elements. For the time being…

2. How Jamgick has created all this people?

In short, Jamgick sat on a stone, read Charles Marx and smoked pot. Well, he became woozy and had some glitches. In such condition of complete detachment Jamgick also has created Admin and Pleva (according to the image of his glitches). Admin and Pleva were rubbing along the same as ever around the Chujsky valley. Jamgick spoke: “Live on a horse-radish, even do not pay the rent. But remember, if you smoke pot from a sacred tree of Hemp, a piss-up will be with you on a horse-radish. Ask Mahmud fora pot”. So, Admin and Pleva lived and lived till they have smoked all pot of Mahmud. And Mahmud did not collect a new crop, a bastard. So, comes and speaks to the Admin and Pleva: “Why do you behave as Chupakabras? There are much pot on sacred tree, and Jamgick will grow up more – he is a great master of his business”. So, they also have blown a sacred pot, and they were so flattened and covered that they have departed from the Chujsky valley to Magadan. Jamgick has told: “And! fucking hempsmokers, caught it at last! Well, live as you want. It is up to you, but never cross the threshold of my place.”

3. On Stone and Afiga.

Admin and Pleva have moved more to the centre and have lodged at one pusher’s summer residence. They had two sons – Stone (in honour of a stone, on which Jamgick sat while creating people) and Afig (A fig knows why he was named in such a way!). Stone traded at east market, and Afig – on western. Stone was doing quite bad, it was necessary even to pledge the house in “Currencies-transits”. And Afig at the same time bought Audi. Wow!!! So, Stone rated on Afig to cops, saying that his brother sells moonshine. In short, Stone was a rat. Oh! And Jamgick speaks: “Do not rat on, do not polish off and do not bump off other men”.

4. About Gnoah and his steamboat.

The dudes were rubbing along the same as ever. They were reveling so much that even things get a little wild and wooly. But somehow many guys began to treat themselves to some moonshine, cocaine and acid. Jamgick looked around, inhaled and said: “Hey, dudes, you are flipped over. I’ll get you done”. And decided to send all them to the damned bottom. But still not all of them. There was a guy, called Gnoah. So he was a true fan of Jamgick and a follower, so were his relatives. In short, Jamgick told him: “Let’s cut the bullshit, soon there will be a flood – all the central regions will be damned submerged. Weather forecast will inform nothing. In short, build the steamboat, take your relatives, and different animals to eat, and get out of here as soon as possible”. Gnoah built the steamboat and called it “Titanic”, dragged different animals and sailed along the lines of Turkish coast. Suddenly it rained and everything was submerged. They didn’t sailed to Turkey, portable radio set didn’t work – game over, in short. People sailed, smoke pot, ate the half of the animals. After their gorging the dinosaurs disappeared, and Yeti, Heffalumps, mammoths too and other membersof “Red List” of that time. Sometime in September they stopped (the coal ended up). What to do? They let out the parrot, called one-eyed Jabberwocky, who flew back in few hours with twig of hemp. It flew back smiling, blinking with one eye and said: “There are Armenians, growing hemp”. Gnoah says: “What is the shit with you, bla-bla, fly again and take the wonga, bring everything!”. In short after few days they boarded near the mountain Ararat (it’s named in honor of the football club) and founded the city of Chubankan.

5. About Araman and bunko.

Jamgimen were just living and puffing. Their town Chubankan was really prospering, even the Olympiad was taking place there.

But Jamgick decided to check whether local authority, well-known by everybody as Araman (he is probably Armenian), would bunko him. Jamgick is coming to Araman and saying: “You think that you are the real jamgiman. I think so too, but I doubt this a little bit. In short, I decided to check… Shit… I needto think up something… OK… You and your son Ssuck won’t be smoking pot for one year. You can trade it, cultivate it but don’t dare to smoke it or in that case I will come and fuck up your business”. Araman doesn’t really have a predilection for pot, but his son does… In short, it was rather hard task. When Ssuck came home he saw that his father was in mourning.

– What happened, kingpin? Did footpads were bothering you? —Ssuck said.

– Oh no, sonny, Jamgick, damn it, was here. He tells that we are not able to smoke pot for whole year.

– Motherfucker! OK, father, if Jamgick has said. Are we louts? We are if we won’t listen to him. Do you understand that bunko is the rotten business?

– You are telling the real thing, sonny. Let it be.

So, they hadn’t been smoking for a whole year. And than Jamgick came to their house and have gave them pipe, so they smoked together selected Hawaiian pot. Araman became the real jamgiman since that time, because he didn’t disobey the Jamgick order.

6. On maturganchiks.

Chubankan became the capital of Jamgick National Republic. All people were prospering, but suddenly their lousy competitors showed up in the shape of malicious maturganchiks.

Maturganchiks (from the word matur (the Old Honduran language) i.e. a cock) are the inhabitants of Maturgan, a city in the east of the land (in short, to get there by taxi appeared to be rather expensive). Maturganchiks confessed tubanacockizm, that is a malicious religion based on the use of heavy drugs. In their aggressive activity, maturganchiks used nuclear, chemical and bacteriological weapons that completely contradicted the ideology of jamgihism.

Maturganchiks started their acts of aggression towards Jamgick Republic what entailed a long and bloody war which eventually resulted in Chubankan downfall. On that site, maturganchiks founded Abyrvalk City. Every single Jamgiman was sentto a concentration camp and was subjected to a policy of genocide. People were poisoned with gas, forced to use heroin, to smell glue. In short, there was a gang rule. As for Jamgick, at that time he left on business. In short, the Jamgimen were like dead meat. Besides, maturganchiks processed all the chronic and made synthetic pot of it. In short, there was a hunger in the country – there was no hmp, no pot, no freedom as well. Uprisings were under way. In Bumburistan, Abdulla Ben-Anasha-Ali excited a rebellion and formeda proletarian-potty republic. But contrary to the Geneva agreements, maturganchiks applied air-cushion chariots in combats and won a victory having bumped off Abdulla and his brothers in mind. Soon maturganchiks published the law “On Jamge” where jamgahism was completely forbidden, and they started propagating rotten tubanacockizm. In short, only Kutakpas City was free from maturganchiks where there lived the descendants of Araman. They became a stronghold of the resistance rising all over the republic. Liberation was not far off.

7. About the commander Moishe Rabinovich and all-time jamga.

A large army, headed by Moisha Rabinovich, was gathered in Kutaklas. Moisha was a brutal warlord. In short, he gathered an army and moved to Abyrvalk. They came to town, and metin a battle with the army of maturganchiki. Moishe used the secret plan, called “Polish off the assholes” and took the initiative in the battle. But then maturganchiki began to use cluster bombs, which spray during the explosion radioactive gas “Purgen”, which caused unprecedented at the time diarrhea for jamgimen. Maturganchiki squeezed jamgimen into the ring and began to take them off in full, but then Jamgick came back from the mission. He looked at this act and stunned. With a cry “our people are beaten” he threw all the celestial jamga to the battle, and his favour helped a lot to defeat maturganchiki, who were thrown away to their fucking historical homeland. Jamgick built a wall for them that prevented them from more attacks on jamgimen. And jamgimen went into mourning – all the land of their republic was deteriorated because of the gas “Purgen”, and there was no place to plant grass. Well, Jamgick says to Moishe: “In short, take your fucking people, go to the big mountain, then go right, then left and then straight, and then you will see a Giant valley by Lenin, where the river Chu flows. A lot of grass grows there and climate is good, you will live there”.

8. About path-guiding of Moisha Rabinovich.

In short, Jamgimen, in the head of Moisha, went to the Chujsky valley. Long and long they went there. The people started to ascent the fucking-up to Jamgick himself. By-turn Moisha persuaded jamgimen as he could, like: “All fine, in short, we’re almost there”. And so they went further. Generation of jamgimen has passed but there was no sight of the valley. They have exhausted all their stocks. At that moment Moisha decided to contact Jamgick himself. So was dip to the astral world (computer network of those days) and sent a letter to Jamgick: “People demand bread, grass and circuses. Something must be done”. And so Jamgick had sent Moisha a fax with holy conceptions of true jamgiman. Here is the full text of this letter:

“Jamgick is the main god, as he is a real dude. Those who say that Jamgick isn’t real is a hell of a deadman walking. Jamgick has a full name, that is Abdul-Jamja Valdemarovich Ibn-Chupakabra Singh-Zilberman. Jamgick created the Earth and all the inhabitant dudes. All the birds have to acknowledge Jamgick asa real guy. All the people, oder guys, oder dudes are named jamgimen. Every real jamgiman must live by the rules.

Rules:

1. Don’t polish off other guys.

2. Don’t pinch.

3. Don’t wax other dudes and chicks.

4. Don’t say that Jamgick is not a real man. Damn, Jamgick is a dudester.

5. Don’t come up with different glitch stuff, which would replace you pot and hemp.

6. Jamgick is a real man, he is the supreme dude and no other is higher above him.

7. So… there are seven days… got it? Jamgick says: “Real men work hard all week, and then at Saturday they sleep on their beds and smoke some pot”. People would ask: “What about Sunday?” – and Sunday is katzenjammer!

8. Jamgick says: “Every man has to respect his ancestors. Otherwise is fatality will be”.

9. Don’t feel your neighbor’s mouth, “cause jamga will come and fucking hara-kiri will be for you!

10. Jamgick doesn’t care about your moral and material appearance in this world.

Yours Sincerely, Jamgick”.

Then, in short, Moisha came to jamgimen with all that pot and got stoned. Most of the people got trashed with heroin and raised a monument to Matur, sovereign god of maturgans. “What the hell! In every hole and in the crotch crack I’m gonna pump you dry”, – said Moisha to jamgimen gently. And from that moment lots of repressions piled up from Moisha and Jamgick. Every junkie was impaled and stringed up on a gibbet, all the others forced to memorize “War and Peace”. After mass genocide jamgimen went forward. They went and went. And then hunger came upon them, all the pot stock swapped on food. And then Moisha started begging. And Jamgick sent them heavenly jamga and beer of “Karaganda”, and the people satisfied their hunger. Eventually Moisha died somewhereby the road, before he reached the Chujsky valley, but his people did and they established there new city called Ahalay-Mahalay.

9. On the 2nd war with maturganchiks or war after Pumpururum.

About one hundred years ago a wise and a fair ruler Hashish Maganbershovich governed the Second Folk Republic of Jamgiland, as Jamgimen named their new state. He became famous for extended the borders of the republic to the hemp fieldsof Afghanistan. The republic prospered and became basis of peaceful international relations. Anyway, but in the west there were dark business with participation of maturganchiks. With the help of diplomacy, bribes and force, they achieved the destruction of wall and confession of the fascist state in a world association. In union with the puppet state of Pumpururum (being in the neighbourhood with the Second Folk Republic Jamgiland) they founded the union of “Tupakaban”, having a goal to take fertile earths of Jamgiland and set them with different muck. Aggression, that was undertaken by maturganchiks, was based on permanent boundary collisions with Jamgimen, but in one not very much zany day, the army of “Tupakabana” passed a border and began to bump off peaceful citizens from crapguns. Hashish ordered his troops to gather and go out to the borders of the republic, but there was an autumn, and it was rather difficult to collect an army, because all flew away in nirvana after the great day of liberation (on November, the 7th). Well and Hashish made statements on radio: “Hey, people, you are sweaty dude, don’t you understand anything. Till you grab some grub, rotten maturganchiks took Kem. Such problems we have, and you, damn… Jamgimen – you are great people. You were bumped off, and you got up on feet and hollowed all the way.

But now time changed and a grass is not a controlling thing in our life, in fact our freedom is set on a stake. Hey, men, be my guest on raising the country. You are the real fighters and all are end, who are against you. Maturganchiks-freaks will go away from our earths, and after our victory we will arrange such booze-up that all cunt will come.

Get up a country is enormous,

Get up on a death fight

With fascist force dark

All will be a tryn-grass”.

The Fucking-Up has reached people and they finally pulled up their socks. The Jamgimen’s army was gathered ina moment. And now on the battlefield face to face there are two hand-picked armies of two unappeasable cities: Maturgan (“The Servants of Evil” army) and Ahalay-Mahalay (“One-night Stand” army). Our guys wore the red uniform, hostiles – the blue one. Guests were the first to take the initiative; they even dared to give a bloody nose to our officers. And the only respond the “red guys” could give, was to make some distant slams towards the guests’ left flank. By the thirty minute “One-nights” took a chance for countercharge supported widely by the defense regiments in the trains’ area. A couple of times the guests’ General helped them out with his adroit defense commanding. Still, by the time of a break the hosts succeeded to open a score – the right hand rifles section has been completely knocked out. After a little rest the guests took a plunge into an adventure, throwing the trains for attack. And it’s been their last and critical mistake in the match. Jamgimen burst into the center and crashed the whole central platoon nimbly; they had exterminated the General and the good halfof his defenders. Domination of the “Reds” lasted till the very ending of the match. At last there comes the final whistle, everyone rush to whack the Blue ones. Hashish cries out “Whack the gaylords!” and the circle with the locked-on maturganers started to shrink (and so did the gigi by the way). Suddenly the huge Pumpurum’s platoon showed underhandedly. “Trick bag” said Hashish and rushed to the battle in the first flight. Having whacked twenty six deadbeats from the neighboring country Hashish missed the sudden kick at his jaw made with a baseball club (made of aluminum) and then had been taken to the intensive care. Now Brigadier General of liberation army in the Fucking-Shitty region Ykvambur Armorwind Chimny took the command. He gripped AK and with the yell “Tweak the dickhead’s ass!” dashed to a battle, just like Hashish did before. The battle lasted for three days and three nights and, finally, on the dawn of the fourth day, the exhausted troops of Jamgiland risked for the last maneuver. They had dug a huge gap underneath the Pumpurum’s camp and sent it into the pit of hell. The celebration of the victory lasted for twenty weeks and the three-year stockpile of pot, which has become six fold cheaper now, has been smoked out. Hashish recovered and presented Chimny with the medal of Marks the Saint. Pumpurum’s and maturganchiks’ fate had been determined after the celebration. Pumpurum was transformed into Proletary-Potty High Republic (as a part of Jamgiland), while the maturganchiks were deported to the immense vastness of Sahara Desert, that has thrown them back for a several centuries in their evolution. But with this war some independent sects have appearedin the Jamgihism teachings…

10. On the independent flows in jamgihism.

The giving up smoking of pot and non-interference of Jamgick in the war served as catalyst for some changings in jamgihism. As a result, some isolated flows arised: orthodox jamgihism, material jamgihism and real jamgihism, and also the allegation of some members of the 2 last flows in the alternative jamgihism. And if the first two went on living by “Lawsof Moishe”, three other flows significantly reformed the faith.

A) The material jamgihism.

The materialists founded the flow because of non-interference Jamgick in the second war. They grounded the teaching as sincere faith in Jamgick – as a real creature, but in the same time they do not consider him to be a God and generally deny any God worship. They consider Jamgick to be some kind of the guy living highly in mountains and smoking pot. Of course, Jamgick has paranormal capabilities in their comprehension, but nevertheless he is material and his death is quite possible. In opinion of materialists, Jamgick did not create the Earth, but brought people exactly from the previous place of residence. The materialists also use grass in the achievement of higher beatitude, as well as orthodox persons do. Practically they do not differ from orthodoxies in culture, but they do not wear sacred amulets with jamga, unbelieving in its divine origin.

The follow the conceptions, which do not concern the divine origin of Jamgick; and where they are, the concepts are important, they walk around it a side. As well as Jamgick.

B) Real Jamgihism.

Realists believe in Jamgick as well as orthodox Jamgiman and their main difference is they don’t smoke the pot. It has been just after the war – many citizens had seen that they were able to live without pot and it was quite good and it was even healthy, because nobody forbade drinking beer. In some months after the war some plantations with hemp were closed and there was hop planted. Realists understand that the excessive use of hemp reduce to moral decay of jamgimen, but at the same time they consider that at the higher level of society’s development it will be possible to live without pot.

C) Alternativists have joined two previous movements in one new movement which became the most progressive (but not the most veritable in understanding of orthodoxies). Alternativists stopped to smoke pot and recognized Jamgick as a dude – as in materialism. In short, they have united 2 steams and became as atheists (not in all but they did it). In the doctrine they are based all on the same war. About it tells their slogan “Without the pot and Jamgick, but with life”. From concepts of Moishe they took only morally-ethical (if so it is possible to call them). Despite of such split, jamgihism unlike other religions hasn’t broken up, and continued to exist, as it there was the most democratic religion at that time.

Hashish concluded the alliance with representatives of all currents jamgihism and has collected “Council of beliefs” which has designated near future contours. It has served the creation in the future in Jamgiland the first communistic state in the world.

11. On unreal types to Pupkin Mumbling.

Nearly in 50 years in Jamgiland the presidential elections was organized, and orthodox Avtol Kamasutrov won. But he was killed by the mercenary, employed by militant neighbour of Jamgimen – kingdom of Vaflogonia. Vaflogonia has coveted for a long time prospering and peace Jamgiland.

But forces were unequal, and they have wanted to bring distemper in republic. Soon there were intense situation on the border of two states. Jamgick party of national liberation, named by Hashish, has sent fighting detached forces to the country borders. Then, the people’s volunteer corps was organized in republic, which was headed by Pupkin Mumbling, the football player of local team “Spartak” (Ahalay-Mahalay). Soon residents of Vaflogonia have decided that it will be too dangerousto war and have sent heavy tank artillery to the line of borders. Our folk were not armed with such thingamajigs, but we surpassed the enemy in number. In the morning of the fifth day Pupkin left to border with a red flag, on which “Fucking Vaflogonia” was written. In response, residents of Vaflogonia have sent the detached force “Golopas”, armed cap-á-pie. It was difficult for Pupkin to withdraw, and he accepted battle in jungle nearby. It looks like he might be faced bigger difficulties playing football (especially in matches with CSKA – there were more boundless fights in general, the list of victims exceeds some thousands among them —footballers, fans, cops and casual passers-by). Now he also has made an attempt to interrupt these birdbrains by turns. At first he has got the old revolver that was presented to him by his grandfather, who was the veteran of People’s Commissariat of Internal Affairs. Mumbling learned different barbarities from his grandpa, which he wanted to apply. Having used radio to call reinforcement, he took cover in the tree cave and began to shoot scuts, screaming “You won’t escape! Punishing eye of hell will rip out your heart. I appeal to your stinking bodies to leave this perishable earth, otherwise judgment of Great Lord will be inevitable. Fanatics, you’ve come to chasten us, but you goofed up. You’ve got no brain-box to put your thinking-cap on! Ha-ha-ha!” While Mumbling was talking that bull shit, thought out just on the spot, the reinforcement group “Good guys” rushed through the overgrowth of poppy. So long and full of fun that rushing was… Captivating odor was suppressing the attack, but when Mumbling began to speak on the importance of cannabis cultivation in conditions of the far north, our folk approached to the “boneheads” from the back. Sudden attack provoked hand-to-hand fight. Pupkin rushed out from the tree cave and kicked the reproductive organ of one scut. Of course it was inhumane, but it’s war… “Good” were kicking scuts’ asses actively. They were striking their heads and kidneys with legs. Then, after pronouncing the watchword “Keep in mind – I’m not kind. Bump off the fags!”, they began committing such barbarities as “kidney extraction”, “splitting of peroneal bone into 4”, “sucking out of brain”, and (my favourite) “ear lobes and nostrils evulsion with obligatory feeding them to the victim”. In short, people had a lot of fun… Having sent bodies of the scutsto their camp, our folk were tarrying for the reaction. Corpses came to the enemy camp with the ultimatum, in short, its meaning was “You mother fuckers, wanna pop off the hooks in the same way? Fuck off! You’ll be fucked up! We’ll come in the morning and will rip out your nostrils”. The scuts were unreal dudes and dumped a load, so the territory became contaminated at least for forty years. Having left all the armaments, these bozos ran off from our great land and they had never appeared not only in Jamgiland, butin the world history as well. A whisper goes round that they have committed mass act of hara-kiri. Meanwhile the Jamgimen, having captured enemy tank corps, made a madhouse of the republic. Pupkin Mumbling became the President during the next elections and another peaceful period started in the life of our republic.

OuKB!!! Hey! Hey!

I am kind…

The theory was finished here.

And the practice is beginning…

(!) (P) resident is a resident (in brief “resik”) of the definite country for the definite period. When his division term (the second term is sharing out) of this country is finishing, the president will to be used one (that is second-hand resident of the world government). Unicellular called such persons “ex-presidents”. But face the truth! Aren’t they second-hand?!?

“Some people had side effects from my drug (that are my books), they all (all of them are my children) were possessed of the magic effect. So I’ll say as follows… If you, unicellular, all your life (or rather all your poor existence) didn’t work on your spiritual development, and now you want to know everything for five minutes, – it won’t be. You should put much more time into yourself and your spiritual growth. And if you think that it will be simple – oh, yes! It will be simple. But if you think that it will be easy – oh, not! It won’t be very easy. One can achieve greatness over himself only by laborious work”.

Multicellular

“They put the buckets on their heads in which the holes for eyes were cut. Inside a light bulb was burning, and something was written on it*”.

Yushin V.P., Shchedrovitskiy G.P.

* And the inscription depended on which “God” people worshiped. I’ll enumerate the most diffused illnesses:

– CPSU;

– Democracy;

– Terrorism;

– Language;

– Country;

– Religion;

– Science;

– Mass media;

– Medicine;

– Studies;

– Social classes;

– Borders;

– Fashion;

– Sex;

– Female or male;

– Death and many – many others…

Unicellular: Why do the governments finance nothing, besides their breeding?

Multicellular: Because they are unicellular states!!!

“I am not an Athenian or a Greek, but I am a citizen of the world”.

Socrates

“My aim is to save the fallen (thanks to me and to you as well) mankind, but not to frighten it, so if you don’t understand a thing without fear…”

О.S. (ex-Lucifer, his name is Legion)

Attention. Parenthetic remark…

So, I’d like to tell you that sex between Angels (starting from Lucifer and so on) and Human Beings (starting form Eve and so) is more or less all right. But when you start to realize that you are both – an Angel and a Human, you really go outof mind…

“Putting swindlers into jail has always been my hobby.

Or at least putting them in pre-trial detention center.

Then I realized that they should be just shot”.

The author of anything and something

Anunaki: Tell us, MaRiCaBo, why people don’t buy “The Salvation Book from the Doomsday 2012—2013” and don’t save themselves?

MaRiCaBo: The fact is, oh, Mighty, that they are extremely dumb. I know people like no one else. I’ll give an example. We were selling water filters, but people didn’t want to buy them, “cause the water they were drinking was pure by sight. We had to invent an appliance for a visual demonstration of that waterto unicellular, I mean, for a quality check. Those appliances were called “TDS transducer” and “electrolyzer”. And when water turned black or green in front of their eyes, their eyes were opening wider, thus, our filters found a ready sale!..

Anunaki: Do you want to tell us that they should see Nibiru, X Planet, our Gerkolubus, with their own eyes so they could believe it?!?

MaRiCaBo: Yeah, right! Unicellular are stupid bastards. They do not look into the microscope at water they drink and food they eat. Their bodies forgot how to determine which food is good and which is not, because everything they eat is a sheer crap. It’s all the same with Gerkolubus. While some scientists and amateurs are looking into telescopes – that’s one thing, they see Gerkolubus. But when they clearly see that it is moving right at them and they’re gonna be totally fucked up, then they start thinking of it. Yeah.