Foreword

Special warning to a patient reader: dear reader, texts you are going to read in this thread contain some Words Matrixes embedded within with good intention rather than with bad one. The English of the texts contains some grammatical and spelling errors, which are intentional, unintentional and ineffable.

This Fairy Tale writing is conditioned by a conflict which some forum members had, have and probably will have with the user Joesus. The Fairy Tale will be written gradually and I do hope it will be very interesting for any reader respecting good humor and chats about cabbages and kings.

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Once upon a time there has been a fraternity of people bound together by secrets and knowledge beyond comprehension of convenient people. Few of the freemasons knew the true power of the secrets and knowledge they been preserving, accumulating and analysing for centuries, but most of them were strongly believing in sacred mission of the fraternity on the Earth.

Our story will go beyond conventional stories told here and there about the fraternity and will go deep into a fairy tale remaining untold from the beginning of the times; it will go into a story unknown even to the masons themselves. The story we are going to tell will disclose some secret background of such religions as Christianity, Islam, Buddhism and even Judaism (and many other interesting religions and believes).

So, once upon a time two freemasons: an old one and a young one have been traveling in a far faraway country in pursuit of an ancient book the fraternity been looking for for many centuries.

I am assuming this is supposed to have embedded commands in the text so as to do some form of subliminal messaging?

No, Max: Word Matrix. Word Matrixes are the thing of the future. Subliminal mesaging is child's play in comparison.

Like keys of knowledge where the brotherhood of light stand behind certain energies to enhance them within the vibrational constructs of the manifest.
The only difference is the Brotherhood doesn't use energy with a vengeance.
It's the same reason prayer works. The intrinsic value of certain energy is in the alignment with first principle or God, or whatever name you want to put on it.

The theme is here.
"God has a plan"

LMAO!!! Get a job man!!!

This is my job.

Religious force is not the product of the individual's personal prerogatives but rather the outworking of that sublime partnership of man and the everlasting source of all wisdom. Thus do the words and acts of true and undefiled religion become compellingly authoritative for all enlightened mortals.

Although the establishment of the fact of belief is not equivalent to establishing the fact of that which is believed, nevertheless, the evolutionary progression of simple life to the status of personality does demonstrate the fact of the existence of the potential of personality to start with. And in the time universes,
potential is always supreme over the actual. In the evolving cosmos the potential is what is to be, and what is to be is the unfolding of the purposive mandates of Deity.

A problem comes about when deluded individuals mistake their misconceptions for the authoritative word. Much harm has come from that source. Hence the importance of testing all ideas with rational faculty.

That is the nature of True religion, that each has a relationship with God and the support of that is in having that relationship. Then it doesn't matter what you say because people draw to themselves exactly what they need in order to test their own ideas and find for themselves what outlasts the changing belief.

Rationality evolves from a level of personal propriety to encompass a greater morality. Everything serves.

Do you have links to any studies conducted on this?

I do not have answer on this question. The concept was first introduced on this forum possibly in vain attempt to help some gentlemen more effectively protect things which I love and respect, and was not presented anywhere else. It absolutely a non-scientific concept. It never was introduced to academic community nowhere.

One can consider the Words Matrix term as an ontological joke.

Hope you are not taking the concept so seriously Code?

Ah ic, I thought this was about the Neuro-Linguistic Programming concept of Embedded Commands, prehaps they are similar?

This is only one way to do embedded commands, thankfully this method is rather obvious once your aware of it. Reference Source: http://tcwebpros.org/node/53

Thank you for the link, but in my jokish definition the WMs differs a lot from the Embedded Commands.
WM deals only with a set of words (and/or letters) not commands.
But I want to withstand from discussion of the WMs concepts in future, esp in this topic.

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Their journey eventually lead them to a small hotel in mountains which was one of the destination points of their projected quest. They been following rumors that somewhere nearby there is a private house near a small lake with interesting collection of old books. The house owner was an old man with sparking eyes who with great interest invited them to drink a cup of tea to talk about cabbages and kings.

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Y: What do we know about Mr. H, William?
O: Absolutely nothing Robert, we just know that he has a big collection of something old and that in his previous conversation with one of our brothers he talked about things one could not read from anywhere else but the book we are looking for. We also suppose that some of his knowledge spring from his collection. We need to locate the source.
Y: Yes indeed it is of gross importance to locate the source. Hope nobody re-printed the book.
O: We reliably know that it was not done yet.
Y: How do you know that?
O: You are too young to know that. All comes with time.
Y: Again that phrase.
O: Be patient.
Y: Yeeessss maaaaster.
O: Please behave.
Y: I am sorry.
O: Let us walk to the lake.

But I am.

Which is?...

Being what I appear to be, to you.

Really?! It is very kind of you.
Well, let us follow the story I am going to write.
Hope it will be interesting.

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The house they been approaching to was a nice and a wonderful lovely cozy place near a small emerald lake. Robert knocked the door and a wise lady Abigail enchanted them by a cozy smile so rare in our contemporary world.
l.A: How may I help you gentlemen? Do you want to see Mr. Hovai? Come in please.
R: Thank you madam.
W: Yes, we heard about Mr. Hovai's books collection from our fellow Dr. Brooks.
l.A: Aa yes Dr. Brooks, such a wonderful gentlemen, gentlemen are quite rare here, it is a country they do not grow in.
W: Oh, hope one day things will change.
l.A: Hope so, hope so, Sir. Things here are so unkempt that only God can comb them up.
R: (with whisper) Comb them up?
W: (responds back) Very interesting.
l.A: Mr. Hovai, you have quests, friends of Dr. Brooks, look for an interesting books I guess.
R: (continues with whisper) What?
W: Thank you Madam.
H: Nice to see you gentlemen. How Dr. Brooks is doing up there? Hope is well.
W: He asked to transfer his greetings Mr. Hovai.
H: Oh thank you, have a sit gentlemen please. Oh thank you for your visit cards, hardly I can find mine. Just Mr. Almi Hovai, please refer informal Almi. And feel yourself here like in your home please.
l.A: Any cup of tea gentlemen?
W: Yes please. Thank you.

lol, Enki you are a F**KING riot buddy!!

Enki.... YOU are a fairy tale!

Why is everyone pissed @ this joesus clown? Another crack pot is he, lol.... there seem to me to have been many roaming these threads over the years!!!

Who knows..I'm not pissed at him. Must be a genetic thing.

The light that shines bright! Letting the rays potentially open new vistas!

hahahaha..... why is there a thread dedicated to you and what you do/did/done? I'm kinda jealous now, I want one too, lol!

I'm sure if we were to get into it, there would be complaints to the effect that it is off Topic.
But that is the essence of how that thread got started.

You want your own threat? Hijack threads, spread blabbery all over the place and say something really brilliant every now and then you'll get your whish!

Make sure you don't reply to direct questions either, remember Zens the word...

Or at least be a bit cryptic.

these videos may be of interest...

the-secrets-of-alchemy

Really?!

Cute avatar Trip. Some change in style and life philosophy?

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Mr. Hovai took his enormous cup of tea, sipped and with charming smile turned to William and Robert:
H: Where are you staying gentlemen?
W: In the low-town hotel. By the way I always wanted to ask, why the place is called low-town?
l.A: Nobody remembers, another cup of tea Sir?
W: Oh, with great pleasure madam.
R: Dr. Brooks told us that you have a huge library.
H: Yes indeed. Any desire to research it?
W: Oh actually we are here due to Dr. Brooks' recommendations.
H: I suggest you to move to my house; library research is so time absorbing besides you will make a good company. You know it such a sad place all around. One feels himself like a lamp in darkness.
R: With great pleasure Mr. Hovai, it is very kind of you (Robert raped out the words).
W: Thank you for inviting us. We will join you this evening with great pleasure.
The meeting passed in warm recollections about adventures of Dr. Brooks and our travelers returned to low-town to take care about luggage in the hotel.

lA: It was such a nice idea Almi to invite them.
H: Nice gentlemen, looks like they look for something.
lA: Hmmm. Do you want some cakes?
H: No, thank you I should meet today with Mr. Izli in the forest camp.
lA: Really?!
H: Yes, he has interesting news and some new books.
lA: Do not forget the hat Almi.
H: Do not worry my dear Abigail. I will be right back.

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Next day evening when William have drawn himself into the catalog cards of the enormous library of Mr. Hovai, and lady Abigail was cooking on kitchen, Mr. Hovai and Robert started interesting conversation while trying to play chess near cozy fireplace in the small library hall.

R: Am I playing chess well Mr. Hovai?
H: I asked you to call me Almi Robert.
R: I am sorry Almi, Sir, am I playing chess well?
H: Quite well for a young freemason.
R: What! (Robert uttered a crazy cry)
H: Oh, I am sorry, I thought it is not a great secret.
R: (abysmally perplexing)
H: I thought that those days of total secrecy have gone.
R: I, I ...
H: Do you like to attend Shakespearean plays Robert?
R: Not so often.
H: If you did, then you could develop some artistic manners and not get trapped by unexpected verbal configurations. (A wide charming smile shined on round face of Almi)
R: But.
H: No, it is not hypocrisy. Just theater Robert.
R: Check!
H: How far have you proceeded in the Order?
R: Check!
H: Should I ask William about that first?
R: Your move Sir.
H: Robert.
R: Sir.
H: Check!
R: Nice move Sir. May I add some wood to the fireplace.
H: Yes please.
R: I see things on the board are getting complicated.
H: Eschemat Robert.
R: Why on old French?
H: An old habit.
R: You have been living in France before?
H: I have been in many places. Btw I have interesting books on freemasonry, do you want to have a look? Otherwise we can turn TV on.
R: What kind books?
H: Books, diaries, plates.
R: Diaries?
H: Let me see where it was. Ah, here a one, for example.
R: Jesus! (Robert cried so loudly that lady Abigail harried to the small library from the kitchen)
H: Jesus, Joesus, what is the difference, just one letter ... ? (Comented Almy)
l.A: What happened young boy?
R: Eeeeee.
l.A: Ah.( She noted diary in Robert's hands, frowned and looked at Almi)
H: Dear Abigail can we have some cups of tea with cakes. (The same charming smile shined again)
l.A.: Of course gentlemen. Dear Robert Almi likes to be enigmatic.
R: William. (Robert whispered the word and looked at Almi with great horror)
H: Call him, he is upstairs?
R: No thank you.
H: Just turn the pages, a nice calligraphy.
R: Ragon. (Robert uttered with trembling lips)

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William was reshuffling books indexes for more than two hours while Robert was starting to understand that there are many things that even wisest sages have never dreamed in their finest dreams.

Almi showed him quite many other interesting books, and the quite interesting was the one located on the shelf 24, line 48, section 74/85, but Robert could not master to get is as the ladder being available in the library of Almi was too short. Almi told that the tall one was broken and that he awaits a carpenter for crafting a new one.

The next day Robert asked William to discard all the projects as they needed to talk. They decided to walk around the small lake 'to enjoy nature'. An hilarious smile marked the face of lady Abigail after hearing that phrase.

I wonder nobody likes my story or it is too bad to comment? Though I have not yet reached to the spice of the story, but I think I am progressing onward with quite funny mode, is not it?

Its difficult to follow your story, your motives and your sentiment Enki. But we love to read the posts!

You mean you love to read the posts....

Thank you Trojan. Somebody reads it. It is evolving gradually. It is a nice and funny storry. I will try gradually to make it more interesting.

More than yours G.I. Joe, more than yours...

obviously