by Lawrence J. J. Leonard
A long, long time ago, in an orbit, not so far away,
there shined a gas planet, just like a brilliant star,
which we now call Saturn.
This planet and its shapely rings are the basis
for ancient symbols of star worship, god mythology,
and pre-Sumerian symbols that point to advanced technology
that has long since been buried in floods and storms.
Today, we attribute “Satan” to “Saturn“
and all mystical star, crescent, halo, and power
symbologies to the planet’s former glory in the night sky.
Its “power” qualities were symbolized by the
Akkadians, Assyrians, Phoenicians, and later the Egyptians (see also Anunnaki).
These days many corporations have conscripted the “saturn” symbol
and its bull worship past to their branded logos.
Antiquated saturnalia and the Capitoline Hills of the old Roman
empire were the bases of modern Roman religious activities.
Today, there are theories that it is Saturn and its rings
which are sending out radio waves to lull Earthlings
into a state of false reality. NASA does confirm these waves exist.
Listen, if Saturn were shaped like a peanut, we would have deep mystical secret societies with peanuts, and peanut butter, and shells. So, don’t get me started on Spanish peanuts and those filmy red curtains that get stuck in your teeth.
I say: Fight The Power! Let’s warp this whole hoogedy boogedy.
Put on your foil hats if you have them!
Here are some “famous” quotations that seem deep at first,
but like the fake reality that is being foisted upon us,
are really only about peanut butter:
Do not argue with an idiot.
He will drag you down to his level and beat you with his peanut butter sandwich.
I want to die peacefully with a peanut butter and jelly sandwich as I sleep.
Just like my grandfather.
Not screaming and yelling like the passengers in his car.
I asked God for a peanut butter sandwich,
but I know God doesn’t work that way.
So I stole one and later asked for forgiveness.
Sex is not the answer.
Sex is the question.
“Peanut butter and jelly” is the answer.
Going to church doesn’t make you a Christian
any more than standing in a jar of peanut butter makes you a peanut.
We live in a society where pizza gets to your house faster than
it takes you to swallow a spoonful of peanut butter.
Women might be able to fake making a plate of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches,
But men can fake a whole relationship.
The last thing I want to do is bite your peanut butter sandwich.
But it’s still on my list.
Light travels faster than sound.
This is why some people appear bright until you see them spread the peanut butter.
War does not determine who is right – only who is left
making the peanut butter sandwiches.
Love ya! Cheers!
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