Vladimir Putin

The handwriting on the wall incident Daniel records became a vulgar^{(OED adj.3)} asseveration of English use. It is defined in the Apple available OED:

"the writing is on the wall (also North American the handwriting is on the wall); there are clear signs that something unpleasant or unwelcome is going to happen: the writing was on the wall for the old system. [with biblical allusion to Dan. 5:5, 25-8]"

But, what a simple statement of the obvious events. Now, the question is: Did a spirit phenomena autonomous hand appear out of thin air with some kind of crayon and write in some kind of gibberish a syllabic phrase that fits with rhyme; Eey-ney Me-ney My-ney Moe, or fee, fie, foh, and fum? Of course not! I will now serve you a dish from My cupboard of knowledge.

The idiot son holding Babylon understood from his soul he had done a badness against Heaven. What he did with his understanding was host a feast after smearing fat (an oil) on his palace wall. What he smeared, using syllabic gibberish, was his sentence against the badness doer that the ghost made him aware of. The son in all likelihood used characters from the early Mesopotamian people's stele markers that sat in irrelevant neglect in his day. (The Mesopotamian Riddle by Hammer is a great read, as well as Ancestral Voices by Norman — if you can find it. The reader is welcome to learn the name of the language, the peoples, and their place in human time by reading these texts. A trip to the British Museum will grant the same knowledge if you read the museum exhibit inscriptions, or buy the right souvenir book; thence read that.) It was his dramatic touch mocking the founding Ggods of the region. (My slavery is what ensures Heaven is not mocked with humanities present extinction. All of you did as the idiot son did after sinning against your spirit. Had you not engineered grizzly grisly, even physically impossible tortures with present human anatomy, I would be in the place of dealing with you people differently. That opportunity was stolen from Me. Pay the fines suggested in this letter Putin and you have new options for saving some, not all, humans. I already saved humanity from extinction.)

The idiot son smeared this clear grease on the walls. The evening festivities rolled with the usual drug addled haze with alcohol and of course some kind of eating food off genitals had to be going on or why in the eff was the wife not present for the banquet? Servants passed by the wall smear with censers. (Most likely these were laced with some intoxicants that produced particulate filled smoke.) As the night wore on the grease picked up the particulates. The foreign characters were becoming visible. Then the drama played out. Daniel was the bold actor that uttered some sounds, issued an interpretation, and Darius saved Daniel's life. (As if Daniel would have been allowed to keep his life once issued those robes.) Now, had the son been willing to fess-up, Darius could have been fought with a different outcome for Babylon. Darius was not a peach. What Darius was was a good adversary to deal with that mocking son who demanded that destruction. As a king that son's word had to be made true.

Now My very obvious means of saving humanity from extinction is a function of having a womb and the ability of human females to deliver children alone. Once everyone was exterminated I would sail to Norway; enter an abandoned sperm bank; and proceed to impregnate myself having sex with an artificial inseminating dildo that I placed chosen sperm into. I might repeat this process several times so there were many children growing up forming families over years from My offspring. From a grand child several generations removed I might be just right as a spouse. But, populating even another bunch of humanity 1.0 is a done deal. It can even be done very rapidly with all the sperm banks with every female getting some sperm even if the males are nasty, and bad fuckers, she need not ever be touched by one. These people, because they all came from My sacrifice in obedience, would face severe penalties for what I deemed were crimes. This goes with, "I brought you into this world, I Am taking you out!"

Doing that kind of breeding, let alone raising a fatherless child, is just a profane concept, in My opinion. So, to even consider how that was a means of saving humanity under My concept of Righteousness took a great deal of work on the part of God Almighty. I will now dive into that offer that is open to you great sir.

This offer for you to be author of saving some people as opposed to total extermination is a function of My participation in tasting, owning, using, and participating in the perfect commercial produce of this world. This is the significance of Heaven running on a Ba'al. This had, and has no ability to happen anywhere on the American continents. You will provide Me that $3,000,000.00, a Russian diplomatic passport (or arrange with Macron for Me to be a French citizen) provide Me a permanent residence in Paris, France, appropriate to My education, morals, and high standard of expectations regarding consumables as well as an expense account that covers the cost of every item I purchase. You have until March 31, 2026, to make this provision. Only I Am the pallet, consumer, experiencer Heaven has to judge perfection. Not only that, only those that Heaven can keep alive being perfecters of their products survive. Little different than Mercedes collision testing protocols, I Am the human that burns though merchant wears assessing perfection. You are just spending money buying the crashed car, by comparison, spending on Me. And for that, others have some safety. I need access to raw materials — the head waters of consumerism — for this, meaning, diplomacy will be necessary. No person need change a thing. Americans still do not survive this. Some Japanese, yes. Some Russians, yes. Some French, yes. European and African assortment, yes. No Indians or Pakistanis make the cut. All I will be doing is making assessments of what is perfect about what these people produced with what they used to make shit I; eat, wear, sleep on, sit on, play, clean with, groom with and so no. You can anticipate $14,000.00 a month for My consumables and travel. I will use that $3,000,000.00 to finance some off-the-books activities that satisfy My own choice of ownership, things that are just not, nor could be, perfect, but I appreciate consumption all the same.

Could that handwriting on the wall have transpired another way? Yes. But, the poltergeist explanation is total and complete rubbish. The interaction that made that handwriting a reality of Biblical record is fact.