Shalom. Peace be with you. Peace from heaven.
It is a very basic and fundamental assumption among Christian theologians that Christians are not real, you know? A Christian is what's known as a black swan-a rare occurence that might happen but a few times in Creation and what that is is a king. Jesus was one of those black swans. Well, the fact of the matter is that Christians are real and that I am one of them. My Name is Tommy Adams and I am a king! In fact, I am Omega - the last! While all the angles and saints of heaven sang for joy at the moment of my birth here in America as they do every year on my birthday at 3:20p.m. on 16 May, they also stood in terrible, terrible, fear and awe of me as newborn infant. This is sigmificant in that the holy ones do not fear the devil, they fear The Almighty only. This newborn did not have to beg permission to enter the presence of The Creator of the universe or His son, Jesus. God isn't Donald Trump or the Pope, you know? A devil was not this newborn; such does not have that previledge. This newborn was a saint - Saint Tommy the Divine, The Omega - and he is black and that's why. Wojtyla did not completely impress this individual and that means trouble.
The son of John Joseph Adams of British Guyana and Ms. Pauline Lauriano who was valedictorian of Perote High School class of 1953 both of whom are now deceased, I was born in Brooklyn, New York on 16 May, 1961 at Kings County Hospital at 3:20p.m. in the afternoon. An "A+" student at least through the first five years of my schooling here in Brooklyn, first at P.S. 167 through grade two, then at Unity Catholic through grade five, I then attended the Robert F. Kennedy Incentive program head mastered by Brother Adrian Fannon, O.S.F.. As there had already been a tremendous breach that I wasn't even aware of in life, I have sometimes been caused to fail courses in school also. This happened because to my young mind, all I ever really was was a believer, but then the kings of heaven here revealed to me only a few years ago that what one of those is is a Christian. They could have at least let me know I was a Christian.
My mother, who was kind of wacky, showed me a cross with a white man on it when I was five years old and told me "This is God." Being but a child I believed it but with the later qualification that He must be the only white man in creation as smart as me. Conjuring and usurple of Holy Christian Law over beautiful, virgin, Israelite women, is what my mother did, and likely on someone's urging, which is illegal under the Summa Theologica of Saint Thomas Aquinas. You can be burned at the stake for that. Under the Summa also, only a black man can own the planet - that's my right, not any white man's. Indeed, the Churches's own doctrine of original sin proves that the universe is ruled by a black man and so, too, the earth. A Jew by heritage, I am an original Hebrew and related to both the Royal houses of Egypt and Ethiopia and am heir to both thrones. I also possess the throne of The Prophet and bear Joseph's Techicolor dream coat. Jesus, Mary, Peter, Paul, Matthew, Mark, Luke, John the Baptist, Haillie Salassie, Pharaoh Amenohtep I, the patriarchs, Moses, Aaron, Samuel, all the Jews were my cousins. Many of my own relative's innocent blood was shed to start the Church of Christ on earth including mine.
The first black, male, captain of a white athletic team in world and American history at Saint Francis Prep, Fresh Meadows, New York, I am a critically acclaimed author, the world's greatest track and field athlete pound-per-pound, bearer two gold medals in athletic competition in track, one silver, and eighty-five bronze, two varsity letters in track and field at an N.C.A.A. division I, Ivy League college (Cornell University), 122 credits in chemical engineering from Cornell, 16 credits in electrical engineering from The City College of New York, and 4 credits in biology from Tompkins Cortland Community College in Ithaca, New York, and am the discoverer of two connections between science and religion, one of which Sir Isaac Newton nearly discovered 500 years ago, and the solutions to both the unified field and split beam problems of physics, and am a subject of biography in Who's Who in the World 2014 and Who's Who in America 2015.
In half a human lifetime, I solved every problem the world ever had, crushed world war III forever, shifted the religious right in America toward Israel and the Jews, and saved the Churches of Jesus for future generations of children single-handedly. This is something no saint has ever been able to accomplish. I haven't fornicated or done drugs in thirty-three years and I am under no vow as any priest or anything. It's because people conjured a planet that wasn't theirs so there was no money either to even be noticed as a king or to afford a bride. Christian virgins cost money, you know? The bride price for virgins in Israel is the planet in my case as I am black and fine, so, if one walks, what do I have? My $45,000.00, hand-crafted, cashmere, Prada suits, and $23,000.00, hand-crafted, aligator, Louie Vouiton shoes and $70,000.00 bottles of wine cost good money that I'm willing to pay, so, why wouldn't I be willing to pay for my wife? You don't understand the way of kings at all. Love isn't free. No way, no how. You have to pay those women's fathers for them, and it is the law that the Israelite fathers not sell their daughters into prostitution for it causes the land to fill with wickedness.
A thing you must remember about actual believing black Christians is that they are potentially celestials who existed in heaven and were created by God to serve him there before the foundation of the world. They are potentially angels or gods. You must never interfere in the relationship of black Christian men and women who have the potential to fall very, very deeply in love with one another because when you do you get all kinds of strange things happening in the natural world. Celestials have I.Q.'s higher than the internal temperatures of the universe's hottest stars, super-reactive muscle that can move them around a track faster than the older methods of timing could even catch, and when they love God the way they are supposed to, they can take over the universe. I, for instance, chose not to sin, even though I might have, so now possess the throne of governor of the universe. I control all celestial, tectonic, and atmospheric forces on all worlds, as well as ocean currents, crop cycles, pestilences, and plagues. I used to be known as "Eniac Nine," - a five year old black kid from Brooklyn that sounded like a Harvard professor. People remember me for that there; though I still can't figure out why, I once got smacked in the head by my maternal granny because of that.
My paternal great grandfather was a magistrate in British Guyana in the 1800's and my father's father wanted to study law at Oxford, but died before he got the chance. My maternal great grandfather was the largest dairy farmer in Bullock, County, Alabama just around the turn of the century and had chests of gold coins in his cellar. My uncle, Julian Adams, was C.F.O. of Ivy Hill publishing for many years before he died and his wife, who is white, is from London, England, and my father, John Joseph, died a very wealthy man himself. My brother Robin Carlton Adams is a graduate of Brooklyn college and whose wife is Japanese is the founder Willifest, a major media festival that's held out in Williamsburg every year and is Lord of all knucleheads. My brother John - crowned prince of the world's most annoying people - is a song-writer who's tune "Nighttime," appears on one of Walter Beasley's albums. My brother Vincent Adams is also a critically acclaimed author who has appeared on Broadway as a performer in STOMP and on Good Morning America to taut his publication and is a graduate of Baruch College. My sister, Wendy, is one of the most beautiful and voluptuous houris ever born in New York City as is my niece, Teresa, her daughter. They tend to keep a low profile which I don't like. My cousin Tracy attended Cornell with me in the 80's and went on from there for a masters degree from University of Michigan. Her brother Julian graduated from Brooklyn College and has a masters degree in biology from U.C. Berkley. Cousin Steven was a seamen recruit and attended the U.S. Naval Academy for a short while then went on for a degree in illustration and design from the School of Visual Arts here in New York. On my mother's side, four cousins play in the N.F.L., one of which is Marshal Faulk, the hall of famer, two have Ph.D.'s, one is an architect, another is a pilot, and yet another was president of a bank in California. On my mother's side, my uncle Marvin Joe Faulk served in all three branches of the U.S. military-probably the most unusual soldier in American history. My family includes east Indians of which I am a distant mix, Mexicans, a Greek, a few Hispanics and perhaps some others. It is an international clan on both sides.
All the following are black people in case you wonder. My former girl friend, whom I almost married, Mrs. Sherelle Beckham of Virginia, is a graduate or Wharton as are two other friends of mine from my Cornell years whom I speak with every now and then. Mark Brantley, my former roommate from Cornell, is a lawyer and the chairman of New York City's municipal credit union today. Gilbert Cole, my closest friend from those years, was editor of the law review at Northwestern and is the nation's foremost expert on bankruptcy law and is now a professor of law at Standford University. Lowel Gibbs, was on the track team at Cornell for a short while and is the son of professor Gibbs of Stanford University, one of the great anthropologists in America. The son of the man who started Famous Amos cookies was an associate in those years. Craig Ogborn is a successful commodities broker here in New York. The daughter of the man who started Jerry's Den here in New York City was there at that time. Michael Duvert, who's father was president of American Airlines, was a partner in my sound company from those years "Club 131." Jeffrey Holland, whose father is a legend on Wall Street, was playing football at Cornell my freshman year there. Doctor Manning Marable, whose superb exposition on the life of Malcolm X just won a Pulitzer a couple of years ago, was a regular speaker at my dorm and Julian Bond and Louis Farakahn gave talks on an occassion. Doctor May Jemison, the natiion's first black female astronaut, and Toni Morrison were on campus somewhere at the time also but I didn't see them. My three boyhood friends David Bowen, Jeffrey Thomas, and Robert Johnson all wound up men of distinction. Dave graduated from Williams College and went on for an M.B.A. at Standford University. He was a vice president of Goldman Sachs for a while. Jeff Thomas went on to Officers Candidate School and became a captain in the U.S. Air Force. He now lives and works in the D.C. area. And Robert Johnson attended M.I.T. but would later graduate from Brooklyn Poly (now NYU poly) with a degree in technical writing. Roslyn Sullivan nee Roos, a friend of mine from high school, is probably the first black, female, captain of a white athletic team in U.S. and world history. People at the Prep probably thought we would both attend Harvard and get married because she is, very, very beautiful and a perfect match for me, but she went to Harvard and I went to Cornell which was probably conjuring because it's Harvard exactly that I wanted to attend in reality. A Christian can attend no other school. These misdirections are the work of them down below who don't know what the hell they're doing. Don't bring heaven down. These people are heaven, so, don't ever bring them down. They are predestined from birth to inherit glory and not shame and everything from appearance to early grade reports say so. That's the Calvinistic doctrine of predestination which is from above the earth, not from the depths of hell below. The lovely are destined to succeed and not fail, okay. Stop bringing heaven down. Do your damned job.
As for foreigners at Cornell that I knew, the grandson of the Shah of Iran, Shaigon, was an associate of mine while there. The cousin of my chemistry professor of freshman year was a Nobel Laureate. The grandfather of my friend Jim Draddy has a gymnasium named after him at Manhattan College here in New York City and his brother Vince is one of the great half milers in American school boy history. Doctor Carl Sagan was a professor at Cornell at the time. My associate Harold Robinson III comes from one of the oldest families in San Francisco history and my friend Casey Moulton lived right next door to Nino Cerutti the fashion designer up in Maine. Robert William Diaz, a Puerto Rican whom I visited at home a few times, is likely the first hispanic captain of an Ivy League athletic team in U.S. and world history. My own close buddy, whom I speak with a lot, an Italian, is Alan Rolli and He is a corporation executive somewhere out in New Jersey now.
A former Roman Catholic, I am currently beginning the process of joining the Ethiopian Orthodox Christian community as it obviously didn't go well under Rome without a black Pope in charge at the time. A black Christian man is a king, so, can bow to no one but Jesus. You do not put one under anybody on earth ever because that's exactly what a king is, but my people, the Israelites are evil and they try to play me all the time. But I am smarter also than them! Only Jesus, who is obviously black like I am, is as bright. A future Ethiopian Orthodox Christian Aposotolic Messianic Jewish mystic, faith healer, and preacher of the gospel, I believe in altars of fire, slaughtered animals, bread-of-the-presence, the golden lamp stand, the holy of holies, prayer shawls, Yarmulkas, and Urim and Thummim for all Christians regardless of nationality because I believe it makes for a deeper and more meaningful Christian worship experience among them who really do love God and Jesus like I do. My great hope is to become a Christian theologian and doctor of divinity and to start the Catholic Church of Israel, a non-denominational, sacramental Church, with the difference that no one but original Jews, who are black, can run it. I envision my Church as being open seven days a week, to begin and end services with some veneration or remembrance of the Holy Virgin Mary - who is the pillar of fire that leads the Israelites and their friends through the desert of sinai, especially the litany of Mary, to say all services in Hebrew, and to promote the acceptance of the Jewish calendar as the international standard as opposed to the Julian. Know that too many gentile sinners make eyes at our women who are the world's loveliest and special and will move heaven and earth to do harm to the kings of Israel, one of whom was not only one of the world's most exotically beautiful and multi-talented souls and the very flower of Israel, an equal of Jesus Christ in holiness, completely taking for granted and totally forgetting that it was the blood of the most innocent of our ancestors like that very man, black men, even the Lord's Himself, that was shed to promote holiness. Well, where was it? Did you see it anywhere? Well, now you do again. The original Jews aren't white people. Study history. They're Egyptians. And in any case there have been both black and white Jews for more than six thousand years and black and white Christians for more than two thousand years. It doesn't matter. What mattered was whether you were a Christian - a lover of God and neighbor because you can't back one or the other but both. That's what the gospel said.
While I have been killed many, many, many times now here in this rather evil place and been the victim of every major kind of felony known to law enforcement in America from robbery to sexual molestation to libel to slander to defamation to everything, as you can see I am still very much alive. This is what conjuring causes and why you must remove the one basic error that generates all the rest: You must bring the wealth of planet earth to the king. That's all it took to make all this happen out here.
While my death here in the City was horrifying, terrifying, disgusting, and totally humiliating for Brooklyn, the City, and the nation, note that it did prove several things: (1) That Jesus Christ is indeed the son of God, (2) that miracles are real, (3) that there is such a thing as the Holy Spirit, and (4) that the only God that can perform miracles is Yahweh, the Great I AM, the one the Jews call The Most High. That's the point. When and if you need some kind of miracle, it's an advantage to be a Christian so that you can call upon the Most High in the Name of Jesus, whose Hebrew Name is Y'shua, to get it. You will also find that the spirits of the saints are powerful weapons that can be used against any enemy of God like the devil: Peter, Paul, Mary, Joseph, Mathias, James, Andrew,any of the twelve original apostles of the Lamb can keep your enemies at bay anywhere on earth because those are the Names of gods now. Calling upon Saint Peter alone can destroy Satan. Who needs Jesus. Call the angel of the Lord.
So, what this leaves the world and America is the very real truth that miracles are real, and this will be particularly important in America, a land of dreams and of dreamers, one of which Dr. Martin Luther King was.
Be aware that the Creator of the universe and His son, Jesus, consider me the greatest man they ever knew. As such, I must surely be the greatest saint in the history of Christendom: greater than Francis of Assisi, Benedict, Wojtyla, Jerome, Gregory the great, Ambrose, Aquinas, Origen, Agustine, Gonzaga, Loyola, Peter, Paul, John the Baptist, David, Solomon, Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, Moses, Elijah, Elisha, greater than any Jew. This is kind of a problem for Europeans and is a very emotional issue for them. Their kings did not really get it just right and it hurts, but so it goes. If you go forward ten thousand years, you will see why I am the one God would call great. I, Tom Adams, brought what was left of the Law back and saved the kings. From a Jewish person's point of view before Tom Adams - a Christian - there was no God; before Tom Adams, there was no Law, and that certainly is a Christian at all. As a matter of fact, no one but a Jew could possibly understand the cross. You have to be a scrupulous, unhypocritical, but sensitive teacher of the Law to understand the cross. But what it boils down to is that Jesus, whoa, was one tough Jew. I have never seen one that tough ever. We the Jews respect Jesus, but anyone else we do not necessarily respect. That one there is a hard man. I guess the point here is you must be willing to have people crush you, that's humility. The kings understand that and are totally non-violent. They're Christians. They say shalom, there are not a lot of them and are very strong men and enormously hard from a human point of view and you killed one which makes absolutely no sense at all. The Creator of the universe must resist pride. It never was a good thing in the sight of Tom Adams who has does not like it much. It doesn't do anything but cause stupid fights about stuff that amounts basically to nothing at all, certainly not enough to kill a man or remove a marvelous heritage from an entire family of basically decent people that belonged to no one else in human history. The gospels is a light that simply shines on how to apply the Law - with the love and compassion of a father who understands that his kids are going to make mistakes, even a whole lot of them. God is a family man. Also, understand that to know a person you must have a conversation with him and a conversation is both give and take. What a great thing to have The Creator talk to us and our ancestors the way He did. Ever have a real conversation with anybody in your entire life? What is it that a person tells you in a conversation that says anything about who they are and what they are all about? It's their feelings. In reality, I probably never have had a real one with a person other than The Creator my entire life. No one asks any questions around here. A good conversation is almost all questions back and forth for hours. That's to really know a person intimately well but also, to share feelings and emotions is to be close to a person; that's what's best between close friends. But it was the sublime mystery of the words of the law, why they said what they did that fascinated me about the king. Why did He say that? My response was to simply understand that God is great, so, these must be great ways, especially those of his closest friends, his sons, Jesus and Tommy, who are Christians, a type of Jew that is the nobility in Israel. They are stillness mostly being eternal forgiveness for sin. They are the sky-they are divine. They let people be themselves because they are not people. Let mortals be mortals and gods be gods. The ways of gods are not ways of men. They are collegians. It's enough simply to understand this. Shalom!
Out of Africa come kings and in America one was born - right here in Brooklyn, and that's one for America.
Behold, I am the Omega - Saint Tommy the Divine a.k.a. The King of Salem a.k.a. The Ancient of Days, the Holy One of Israel, King of the original Jews, and Zues, the earth shaker, bearer of cloud and rain, King of the gods and Lord of the Amazons - the End. Heaven and earth shall pass away, but my words shall never pass away!
Shalom and peace be with you!
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