An Observation from Saint Thomas the Divine
There are some, perhaps many, that do not accept my claim of having an
I.Q. of 500. On the record it is only 110. I have never believed this,
however. Only the Holy Spirit can tell what it actually is. But there
is a lot of evidence to counter false claims - the ones other than my
own.
First, my mother was a high school valedictorian; as some might know,
intelligence is always transmitted through the mother. Second, I have
been in elite private schools most of my life; while I did fail to
graduate from Cornell University; I did graduate from an elite,
private, Catholic high school with honors. My final grade at Saint
Francis Prep is not correct, however; my true average was much
higher. I did cheat a little in school, but only at writing, never
anything else. God did not allow me to do honest writing until I was
much older because I am an angel or prophet and certain facts would
have come out too soon. I beg everyone's forgiveness for this, but it
was necessary.
My great weakness in life was that I was lazy; I have always gotten
good grades doing nothing more than listening, for this is what I do
best. I have read very few books in my lifetime other than the
gospels. Jesus did this to prove a point about saints and the faith.
In the end, however, it is going to be very hard to prove I am not a
genius; my I.Q. definitely is not 110, but the only way to prove this
is to work as hard as anybody else in it. A dummy can't understand
anything whether he reads or listens, so in a world where some people
can't even graduate from a typical high school doing both to the best
of his ability, let alone an elite one, to think I'm a dummy is
isane. Note the gods then. I am definitely not an average fellow with
128 seperate and distinct awards by 18, with about 110 things missing
by that age. The key question becomes, if God the Father of our Lord
Jesus Christ were 18, what would his resume look like; largely like
mine I dare say. Note a god at every age then. My first grade average
was A+; I was God by then; this is always where He first shows up.
Beware of the devil, for he is the liar that is messing me and
everybody else up around here. Nice guys finish first, not last, has
always been and still is my saying; note a super, super, super, super
genius then of a little boy. The thing is how can a stupid, inept
mother who has never helped or gotten along with the boy much get the
credit here or the dad that's never been around.
Who did or had to teach God the right way to do anything; my parents
didn't have that right, so you definitely don't. I tell you this to
show you the devil's and his peoples' arrogance in my world. Just know
who you are talking to and about here okay, Jim, before you go out
with my woman!
After all this time, either I am a failure or I am Vishnu - the
destroyer of worlds. Take your pick, but know for sure that around
here, I am the man; just ask Jesus. Tell the President, if he wants
to see the Pope, see the actual one please.
By the way, the way to tell whether I was a creep was to see whether I
was not the most charming man on earth - not just beautiful and multi-
talented and funny and holy - but easy to love. The proud are the
creeps; the proud are the problem; I God do not have pride; I speak
with authority this is all, not as other men, I have only purpose and
you can be sure I'm going to fulfill it. I am from above, ye are from
below; I know where I come from and where I am going; and where I go,
ye cannot come! I am the world's greatest psychologist; tell me if any
of this sounds paranoid please. Look, I am scared of nothing and no
one down here, okay; If you want to take me on, come and get me, I'll
be waitng along with all Israel. I am Jew for Jesus - the Holy One of
Israel among you; don't get on my nerves. Put this in your peace
pipes and smoke them. What am I going to be when Jesus gets back if
none this is true. I God do not hide any facts, men that never lie are
not arrogant, who else would the Lord have taken into his confidence!
Now, the problem with crazy people, people that can't or don't deal
with reality or are out of touch with it is that they can't make
perfectly balanced *****sments of what's going on. Sound reasonable?
The trouble is how does one separate the real from the unreal in a
world where dreams now come true because of Tom Adams and who
appreciates this fact. How dumb a little Christian boy was I now? What
could a kid like me have understood about holiness or God or truth in
this world loving Jesus? Keep the Law of Moses.
Most peoples presumption about me is that I am a failure of course;
well, if the actual God of the universe were anything more than the
lord of a not so obscure people who never do right by Him, the most
popular language on earth would be Hebrew, not English, so in a sense
God is a flop in this world. No one ever blesses Him, no one ever
thanks Him; some even have the nerve to curse Him outright, no one
ever thanked or appreciated Him - for His beauty, His devotion, His
amazing talent, or anything else. No one ever wanted Him for a friend;
no one ever loved Him. What limits the gods is what limits men, not
the other way around. What such folk don't know is that the greatest
of winners fail all the time and for reasons such as the above; there
is always a reason; now who is a teacher like I am. You're a winner
yourself only if you know that I God - Tom Adams - am. You're crazy if
you don't believe this statement; these are the nut cases. I wasn't a
failure because I believed most profoundly in both Jesus and myself -
always have and always will. I'd be crazy if I didn't believe in
myself and so would you. I have destroyed the world, this is all. So,
do what you want, but know, there are consequences for not loving me
first and above all. Love and devotion are the only things any person
can apreciate, let alone the gods. The key to eternal life is making
sure that someone that lives forever - the gods - have nothing but
fond memories of you in their lives; memories of a fathers strength,
council, and wisdom or a sister or brothers kind words or of a loving
wife or friend's sweetness and love; A billion eons from now whats to
remind me or Jesus of any of you. This is why to give love to Jesus
was to be immortal, not to recieve it from Him; I've got everybody
beat on that score; you remember me sometime. Just know that I, Tom
Adams - saint am the standard here, not someone else.
Wouldn't it be nice if all of us were actually loved by Jehovah; what
a dream! In reality, however, nothing could be farther from the truth.
Pick an argument with me and I God will win it.
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