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Facebook, the planet’s face and Twitter, its voice, bode that 1% of 7.1 billion, 71 million, in #twitterfiction, make fiction … nonfiction.

Elitist Forbes Magazine, in a piece on the 7.1 billion, wrote of 71 of you that are, in #twitterfiction, “the ones that count” … a nonfictional … fiction.

There’s strength in numbers and there’s alchemy in education. In #twitterfiction, synergy’s energy may be reaped, by acting … concertedly.

There is alchemy in education just as surely as there is strength in numbers of the busy bees and antsy ants, in hives and hills … respectively.

Kim Jong Un, 28-29, the DPRK’s head of state is too, Onion’s sexiest on the planet, indisputably. Uttered is Nobel, in the same breath as Kim Jong Un … implausibly.

A Nobel for Kim? Not out of the question if Kim plays dead-pan poker judiciously. Implausibly ridiculous to talking heads, it’s perfect … for Me.

The Korean stalemate, problematic as it is, is the best bet amongst the global nuclear rivalries, for a #twitterfiction settlement of issues … plausibly.

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Forbes Magazine, ever unabashedly elitist, in a piece on the planet’s 7.1 billion, wrote of seventy-one amongst them … “the ones that count” … (only).

There’s strength in numbers and there’s alchemy in education, if you harness synergy’s energy.  What force you might bring to bear … acting concertedly?

There is alchemy in education just as surely as there is strength in the numbers of the busy bees and the antsy ants, in hives and hills … respectively.

Facebook is the new face of the planet and Twitter, its new voice. Me wonders whether seventy-one million might start to … manufacture alchemy.

Kim Jong Un, 28-29, already head of a state and the sexiest man on the planet is moving up on that list … for a Nobel awaits … Kim Jong Un.

A Nobel for Kim? Not at all out of the question, if he plays his cards pragmatically. Implausibly ludicrous to knowledgeable pundits, it’s perfect … for Me.

Dirty old ways of making money, ever filthy, are as well, increasingly passe. Education’s alchemy, and alchemy’s, rocket fuel … for forging destinies.

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My children learn intuitively (not instinctively), that there is strength in numbers. Ants & bees holistically teach kids … what generals & CEOs use, to gain, strategically.

Education’s alchemy; one needn’t be a whiz in chemistry to appreciate the energy of children. What force might be brought to bear if we  … concerted action?

Forbes recently noted our number; 7.1 billion in it’s article on the 71 that count. Unabashedly elitist, unnoted was that each … is powerless absent … large numbers of proxies.

Kim Jong Un, about 28 & already, head of state & the sexiest man on the planet, is moving up on that list, for unbeknownst to Forbes, a Nobel may await … Kim Jong Un.

A Nobel for Kim. Not at all out of the question, if he plays his cards, judiciously. Implausibly ludicrous to knowledgeable pundits … it’s perfect … surreally.

With Facebook, the new face of the planet and Twitter, its voice, Me wonders whether seventy-one million might start … to manufacture … alchemy.

Oily old ways of making money, ever filthy, are as well, increasingly passe. Education is alchemy, and alchemy’s rocket fuel for the forging … of destinies.

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We do love our situation-comedies up here in Heaven. But recall, Me’s both author and editor. When Earthly writing and acting gets lamely trite … time to edit … for the editor.

Or not; when the need for editing gets compelling, that’s when Me edits. To make a long story, tweetly short, the fate, of the planet depends … on thee.

And not even all of thee, practically. Fact is, one percent of 7.1 billion is 71 million, a number, less than that, already cruising … Facebook … and Twitter.

What if Facebook &Twitter … cast off blinders? Follow Me in a grand effort. Aspire to humanity, more like Me … via alchemy … Education … is … alchemy.

You know that intuitively; and if, as is so, education is alchemy, then concerted action is alchemy … on steroids. Don’t be remiss … to act … to harness … energy.

Stuck in ruts; mindsets (blinders) make it near impossible to see, what’s clearly in front of thee. You’d veer from precipice, beyond (fiscal) cliffs, if you’d concertedly … pray to Me.

Your old ways of making money are increasingly passe. Harness, forthwith, irrepressible energy inherent in children; My children; your children. Education … is … alchemy!

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Almighty Me … and the rest of the Heavenly Host; we all love our sit-coms (situation comedies for the unintiated) … Me decries that on Earth … for far to many … they’re rarity.

The powers that be & their proxies, BBT (Ben, Bo & Twitter), care little whether amenities available on the African continent are on par with ‘Europy’ … and ‘Amerikany’.

Me coins the term cautiously. Me loves many things American; hot dogs, apple pie & American women … Me’s just crazed … ’bout dem wimen’.

The USA tho was better when America wasn’t America (the USA), but rather what it was when, America was ‘Indian” … and ‘Indians’ were Asians.

Don’t make the trek of ‘Asians’, become ‘Indians’, become ‘Americans’ meaningless … YOU HAVE MEANING … IT’S ME AND NOT NEARLY AS WELL … YOU TOO.

YEAH … (er, Yea) Me, may be viewed as having screwed you guys up royally when Me, ye endowed with reason … forfeiting instinct … excessively.

“Trek” … a word come to you, courtesy of Boer migrations; given what’s transpired … even Mandela’s inspired … Alchemy, from nonfictional … fiction.

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In My reality and in twitterfiction, fiction becomes nonfictional and surreality, reality; seamlessly interchangeable … No wonder … insanity.

An insanity largely borne of (all humility aside), Godlessness … It’s what Me’s seen repeatedly repeated … since Cain slew Abel … initially.

Almighty Me wouldst ask of each and every one of thee, “Were thee Me, what wouldst thou do? Me’s done run out of patience verily … with a lot … of the lot … of you.”

Barbarousness and wickedness (thanks to My illustrious messengers over nearly forty centuries … and today’s internet) may now be … minimized … alchemically.

Yet warm-blooded reprobates yet play tag-team with cold-blooded corporate proxies, minorities, one percent … intent on ruling roosts … surreally … perpetually.

BBT (Ben, Bo & Twit, aka, Twitter); get with the program; those tweets we shared weren’t hoax (hopefully for you) … as you’d hoped … but rather … for thee … hope.

Hope for thee and the rest of the roost … for from the roost, came thee. Me fears temporally though … where you’ll spend … eternity.

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Will the real Kim Jong Un please stand up? That refrain, from a former earthly TV fave game show (that’s a hit in Heaven) echoes resoundingly … on Earth today.

But too few hear; and too many that hear, don’t see; an inexorable consequence of leisurely activity … that doesn’t include … reading … unfortunately.

You’ve entered into a new age. Me knows; you all expected bells and whistles. Take it from Almighty Me … some ages come in with Big Bangs … others with little ones.

Make no mistake. Take it, to the bank. You heard it first, from Almighty Me. An onset of an eon;  silent twitterfiction … or is it … nonfiction?

Talk about Zeitgeist! Twitterfiction? A silent, little bang, if ever Me heard one. Arthur and Kim Jong Un entered … stage left … a stage … and a setting …. authored by Him.

Back to twitterfiction plots. Kim Jong Un sees through transparents (Twitter, Barack & Benny);   betrayed & betrayors; mortal hands that shook. Worse; they used Kim to dupe … Me.

As in nonfiction, in twitterfiction, the 1% minority (warm-blooded robber barons and icily-blooded national and corporate entities … neither confirm … nor deny … Me.

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That Kim Jong Un be in the running for the Nobel Peace Prize in 2013 is not near as implausible as it may seem, in a #twitterfiction of surrealities … so seemingly … nonfictional.

Consider: In a recent tweet, Me characterized Kim as “gunning” for the Nobel Peace Prize … in 2013. Not so implausible, as it seems … in dreams … #twitterfiction’d.

Consider #twitterfictionally, Kim Jong Un’s recent remarks regarding the DPRK’s economy … vis-a-vis, its rocketry … Eyes on Kim … and not because he’s sexy.

Consider that Kim knows that it is what it is; and that it … need not be. Only he of the three Me tweeted along with Kim, shook hands … enthusiastically.

Consider Kim himself. Take it from Me, The Almighty. No man as unseen, is watched so keenly. And so he moves like the tiger … deliberately.

Consider: Kim knows that you do not know the real Kim. He wants you to know him … That Kim, sexiest only to his wife … is the real … Kim Jong Un.

Considering the above, Me’s characterization of Kim as “gunning” for the Prize wasn’t chippy. Rather, it is because #twitterfiction’s surrealities, seem so … nonfictional … really.

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Kim Jong Un tweeted Almighty Me in response to an entreating tweet by Me, The Almighty. He’s given his blessing … to My tweeting to …. blog to you … so publicly.

Kim understands, even better than powers that be, suspect. Ben, Bo and Twittering proxies and their proxies, in turn, the black-clad Ninja, all have a hand in … conspiracy.

Kim understands, even better than powers that be, suspect … BBT and their Ninja proxies shan’t get the upper hand … on Almighty Me.

Kim understands, even better than powers that be, suspect … BBT and their Ninja proxies shan’t get the drop … on Almighty Me.

Kim understands, even better than powers that be, suspect … BBT and their Ninja proxies shan’t laugh last … in this laugh-a-thon … surely not … any of thee.

Kim understands, even better than powers that be, suspect … BBT and their Ninja proxies shall yet tremble … in My proximity.

Kim understands that it is the powers that be, he inclusive, that have all of you, predictably in harm’s way … so unnecessarily … so unlike … would have it … Kim Jong Un.

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Arthur beat out a drumbeat. Part breezy, part bluesy, the total of its parts, in #twitterfiction, ought to have been newsy … nonfictional … fiction.

Me knew better. Art too beat back a certainty; even a very rosy #twitterfiction epilog will not improve his odds of saving Earth beyond … near nil … (not!).

But Me knows better than that too. Me is author and editor. Me makes universes. Me’s the ability to tweak in #twitterfiction … with verse or tweet … a galaxy … and thee.

Verse snugly fits within tweets. Me knows this. Art learned it. That’s why Me liked Art’s #twitterfiction verse, as a way to MOST implausibly … save the Earth.

Talk about Zeitgeist. My galactic alignment (that it’s Mayan, is in error), capitalism and communism, Lady Gaga, and now, in #twitterfiction … Kim Jong Un.

Young ones: Ones such as Kim Jong Un and you; wrest power from powers that be and Benny, Bo and Twit proxies. Your destiny fits snugly… in #twitterfiction surrealities.

Fitting into #twitterfiction reality isn’t near enough in fact, for that so-called reality’s, surreality in fact. How to jibe … your surreality … with My reality?