#eternity devils back for another ass whooping

[cherryvanillacokee]

NEW CHAINSAW MAN HORSEMEN JUST DROPPED

[writing-good-vibes]

charles lee ray and carrie white friendship headcanons: into the woods

with credit to @adordedmarigold for this idea, chucky and carrie need weird kid bonding time. some suspension of disbelief is needed because there's no way carrie's mom is letting her run free with the baddest and saddest kid in town.

on the occasions when chucky can convince carrie to cut class with him, they go to the woods on the edge of town

carrie is a little (a lot) freaked out at first

she doesnt want them to get lost

or murdered

but chucky coaxes her in and promises he knows his way around

because he's an asshole, he will tease her about being so creeped out

*cue rodrick heffley's devil worshipper woods story*

will pray on her fears

"did you hear that?"

"hear what?"

then he fucking screams in her ear or something

and does his stupid cackle when she jumps out her skin

until she uses her powers to fucking whoop his ass with a tree branch

watch him find a cool stick to carry around with him

can and will find some poor animal carcass to prod at

he is very, very interested in it

whilst carrie turns her back and tries not to throw up

he actually knows a lot about the decomposition of animals and can tell how long its been there

and can point out all the different parts and the signs of decay

"hey look at this, caz, there are already maggots in the abdominal cavity"

"chucky, if i look i'm going to be sick"

carrie better be ready because chucky can and will tell her about every single piece of flora they encounter

he knows so much about flowers and plants in general

all their properties and characteristics

(and flower symbolism !!)

carrie actually really enjoys listening to him talk about it

she remembers her (and his) favourites for future reference

chucky is in his element

(and he tries not to show it but he's v happy that carrie is willing to listen to him go on and on)

carrie picks the most common flowers to make flower crowns and daisy chains with

she makes a crown for herself first and then starts on a second one

chucky catches on "im not wearing that"

"oh don't be like that, it's fun!"

he (un)reluctantly let's her balance it on his head

just imagine these two losers walking around in the woods with matching flower crowns and chucky with his cool stick and carrie making sure her skirt doesn't catch on any of the brambles

when they decide to head home chucky either hangs his flower crown on a tree branch or (more morbidly) puts it on an animal carcass, if they have found one that day

they climb trees !!

chucky goes into Big Brother mode to teach carrie

but she actually ends up being better than him

(which he is eternally mad about because no way could a girl be better than him at something)

they sit up in the high branches and talk about all this personal shit that they can't talk about at school

(like how sometimes he gets along with his dad but other times he gets hit so hard his vision blurs)

(and how she hates it in the cupboard and the first few times she cried so much she lost her voice)

then afterwards they pretend like they didn't just bare their souls to one another

one day he gets too cocky with his climbing skills and falls

but then he doesn't hit the ground

carrie catches him with her powers

and he's dangling there like a fish on a hook

the shock of catching him almost makes her drop him again

when he is safely back in solid ground they are both just like wtf ??

lowkey makes then realise that carries powers go beyond just tripping bullies in the lunch room

they've both treated her abilities as pretty destructive but actually ?? they just saved chucky's ass

chucky is a fucking liability

"hey carrie look at the wasp nest, dare me to throw a rock at it?"

"please do not do that"

"i cant believe you're making me do this lol"

cut to them both running away as fast as possible from a swarm of angry wasps

chucky is a good Brother and takes carrie to get ice cream sometimes

she has never even had ice cream before so the whole thing is an experience

"i can pick any flavor?"

"sure, any flavor you want"

then he watches in something close to horror as she gets cookie dough ice cream (sensible) with every single topping possible (insane)

chucky is boring and gets plain vanilla becuase it is reliable

they sit together and eat and chucky had a crisis

because goddamn, does he actually like Being Nice to carrie ??

[keeroo92]

Truce

Hi, guys! This was my contribution to the INVICTUS zine. Thanks again for having me, it was such a pleasure to work amongst such talented people. Enjoy!

Word count - 1,627

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---Vergil---

The shattered remains of the Qlipoth stood vigil as the two brothers circled each other on the already brutalized terrain. Their heavy breath fogged the chilly air of the Underworld, not a breeze to be found. Splashes of his kin’s blood stained his normally immaculate vest; his own was almost invisible on Dante’s crimson leather.

Vergil smirked. He’d drawn more blood.

My victory approaches.

Yet the thought lacked the satisfaction he expected. It didn’t make sense, defeating Dante was his goal for years, it was what drove him to split himself. Where was the sense of achievement? The glory? What changed?

Irrelevant. He tightened his grip on the Yamato and growled, setting his stance in preparation for a lunge. Dante followed suit, dropping into a low crouch and holding his blade defensively. No matter; he’d target lower. Perhaps a feint?

Ha darted forward and despite his adjustments, steel struck steel as Dante blocked. The flesh of his arms trembled from the reverberations. Icy crystal met stormy depths as their eyes locked and for a single heartbeat Vergil wondered what his life would look like if not for that one terrible night.

He blinked and the strange thought dissipated. Now wasn’t the time to get nostalgic, what was wrong with him? With barely a thought, he flashed away to regain his bearings.

But Dante didn’t relent. A streak of red and a familiar battle cry warned him just in time as the legendary devil hunter attacked with a flaming series of punches that would’ve shattered his ribs. Another perilous thought pierced his mental barricade as he guarded his core and dodged what he could.

What happened to us, brother?

A flash of cold steel; Vergil stepped to the side as Rebellion crashed down, forcing his attention back to the current moment. He raised Yamato and targeted Dante’s exposed rib cage.

A clang rattled up his arms as Dante blocked his calculated blow with his gauntlet. He pushed against it, using the red-clad man’s resistance to propel him a safe distance before he had a chance to retaliate.

You will never understand what I have endured. How could you?

The roads they walked were too different. Dante’s smooth and unblemished. Vergil’s, cratered and treacherous at every turn. Perhaps once they had a chance to walk the same path, but no longer.

If only it were that simple.

---Dante---

Damnit Vergil, I’m so sick of this!

Dante glared at his twin and sighed. He was so tired, all he wanted was a nap but stupid Vergil wouldn’t stop trying to kill him. It was nuts, didn’t he realize they’d never actually be able to kill each other?

Not with our heritage...

At this point, he attacked out of habit alone, lunging forward to strike at Vergil’s red-splattered chest. He knew the hit wasn’t going to land; it rarely did. His brother was too clever to fall for such a simple move and as expected, by the time he reached his target a slim blade blocked his way.

“Too slow, little brother,” Vergil taunted, darting to the side to aim a slice at Dante’s throat.

But what has trying to kill me ever gotten you?

The man in red ducked, dodging the blow with barely an inch to spare. Familiar spite and anger tinted his brother’s eyes, the same look as when he tried to pull the jerk to safety on the Temen-Ni-Gru. The same stubborn pride that kept him from accepting his twin’s hand. The same arrogance as when he chose to fall deeper into the Demon Realm instead of coming home at last.

When will it be enough? Just get over yourself!

Red leather danced out of the Yamato’s path as it searched for his flesh. It whistled through empty air, Vergil’s annoyed snarl echoing a beat later.

Dante spun on his heel and switched gears, pulling out his latest acquisition, nunchucks imbued with the power of Cerberus. He couldn’t resist letting out a few stylistic whoops as he flung the icy end right at Vergil’s knees.

A sharp hiss slipped through his brother’s clenched teeth as the blow landed. Once, they would’ve laughed over Dante finally managing to hit him. 

Will we ever get back to that?

In a single fluid motion, the legendary devil hunter switched weapons once more to one of his favorites. Rebellion hummed in his grip as he swung it with a mighty grunt at the same kneecap. 

Is it even worth trying to? 

Sparks flew from where the brothers’ blades met, their minds battling as fiercely as their bodies. Red and blue leather rose and fell with every strained breath, sweat dripping from matching brows to mix with the blood soaking into the dirt. Neither would back down, not with the stubbornness they shared.

“Ready to admit defeat?” Vergil spat.

Dante barked a laugh, his eyes hazy with fatigue. “Heh, never… got ya right where I want you.”

The younger man blinked and his brother vanished, as if he never existed at all. Dante lowered his guard, turning in circles with confusion plain in his eyes. Vergil was fast, there was no ignoring that, but to vanish entirely? That was a new trick.

“We playing hide and seek now, or what?”

His panting breath hitched as a cacophonous ringing erupted nearby. Thin lines of sharp steel flashed to and fro in a dance of death on all sides. Dante cursed and lowered the walls within his mind, letting demonic power flood his senses as thick armor blossomed across his body. Ash tainted his tongue but he barely noticed as he felt an answering surge of power.

Shit! He’s right behind me!

He tried to react, but it was too late. A scorchingly hot hand latched onto his shoulder and held him still. A heartbeat later, the all-too-familiar caress of metal sliced through his body as Vergil drove the Yamato home, embedding the family heirloom deep in his side. Copper overwhelmed the ashen taste in his mouth and Dante spat, a thick gob of crimson to join all the rest. No matter how many times he got his sorry ass stabbed, it never got any less painful. 

But he wasn’t considered the best in the biz for nothing. His lips split into a feral grin, teeth stained red as he drew his oldest friends and angled them through his own shoulders as the Yamato vacated his body, already angling for the next jab.

This is gonna suck…

Dante tensed and squeezed both triggers. Ebony and Ivory sang in his grip, bullet after bullet aimed through his body at his brother. Agony rippled across his skin as his scapula and ribs shattered and a howl parted his lips.

Vergil’s barely audible gasp marked his success, his hand falling from Dante’s shredded shoulder. The pain was unimaginable, but he shoved it aside. First things first. 

Dante turned to find his twin on his knees, riddled with holes. His vest darkened as the man in blue took a wheezing breath, glaring promises of death at his brother. Pained gasps forced unnatural pauses in his words, and with each breath his icy eyes flashed with rage.

“I should've expected such... foolishness from you. You never needed... to learn tactics, after all. Not with the life you’ve lived.”

Oh, he cannot be serious.

“What, you think I had it easy just cuz I didn’t end up like you? Do you have any idea how many people, how many friends I’ve seen die?” he snapped back. The wounds in his chest itched already, healing every second he stayed in demon form. He couldn’t hold it much longer, just long enough to keep himself alive.

Vergil scoffed, a derisive sneer twisting his lips. “You weren’t left behind.”

You fucking dumbass.

Dante growled, the urge to strangle Vergil a powerful temptation. But maybe there was another choice. 

He shuffled his feet in the bloodstained dirt, fingers twitching by his weapons in case Vergil made a move. This was a terrible idea, he knew it. He was just going to get stabbed again.

But he had to try.

Someone’s gotta go first. For Nero.

“Yeah, I was! She hid me in the damned closet and ran off to look for you,” he cried. “She never left you behind, Vergil. You’re the one that left us, asshat.”

The moment stretched into eternity. Emotions tugged at Vergil’s expression, none fully revealed but if you knew what to look for… A twitch of the cheek, a tiny furrow in the brow. The smallest of signals, but enough. 

Damnit, this is weird. What do I do now?

He didn’t have a clue. All he knew was that he was tired of fighting, tired of bleeding and really tired of getting stabbed. Enough was enough, and Vergil sure as shit wasn’t going to spontaneously not want to murder him anymore. It was up to him.

Leather rustled as Dante stepped closer, holding a hand out to his brother despite the jangling warnings screaming at him to attack, finish him off while he had the advantage. He might never have a better chance. 

Yeah, for Nero.

Instead of striking Vergil down, Dante spoke. “How about we take a break? You can kill me later.”

Vergil’s conflicted gaze darted to his own, a triumphant curl to his lips. “Are you finally surrendering?”

“You wish, jackass. Consider it a truce.”

Hesitation colored those blue eyes so like his. Suspicion and hope mixed into guarded acceptance as a trembling hand extended to grasp its twin. A heave later, and the two Sons of Sparda stood eye to eye. 

“This isn’t over,” Vergil growled, carefully sheathing the Yamato. 

Dante rolled his eyes and snorted. “I know.”

But maybe someday it will be.

[desdemonafictional]

The Devil and The Deep Blue Sea (pt. 1)

A follow up to @chokopoppo‘s JTHM fanfic “The October People”

Johnny/Edgar/Jimmy, because I’m a romantic bastard who’s horny for ot3 content

pt 2

When the starlight calliope plays its black-eyed lullaby, Edgar thinks he can hear the echo of another life flashing and fading with each note. The lights of the merry-go-round flash their cotton candy colors deep inside the bell-cap above him, a note striking each light to life. He is sitting on the back of a fantastical beast sculpted in fiberglass, a screaming mare that ends with the tail of a fish curled heavily in the middle of a thrash. 

He is watching the black abyss above the carnival swirl with fog. The machinery sleeps beneath him, dreaming of lights in its bell-cap. In the stillness, he feels more than sees Nny watching him from the yellow grass.

“Little bird, little bird,” the ringmaster whisper-calls, a countermelody to the delicate whirling of the calliope. “Where will you go when the winter has taken your home?”

Edgar looks down at him. Under his hand, the post of the merry-go-round is cold and smooth, twisted like a golden rope. He doesn’t know the song. He doesn’t know if it’s even a real song. Maybe you spend this long listening to the calliope and you start to breathe it like air.

Johnny Sea glides along the autumn ground, one slow step after another, his hands folded behind his back. “Your bones are in the cookpot, your grave is in the leaves…”

The tips of his black glove light on the railing as he leans up, the delicate bones of his skull glowing in the eternal light, beneath his skin. He lifts a hand, reaching up for Edgar, cloth and bone, the fingers curled with longing.

“Come down to me, little bird,” Nny sings, in his voice like the dry rasp of leaves, “Make your home in my eaves.”

 .

The first dawn that Edgar passed with the carnival passed in a daze, a dreamlike scattering of memories. He swears he remembers Nny laying him down against stiff silk, gentle but pitiless fingers, a chaise or a coffin; he remembers laughter, whooping with delight as other voices, farther away, cawed like crows.

There’s a room for him here, among the tents of the October People, pitched all along the far end of the fair grounds. It is all blue and blackening silver and glows with broken pearls, with the reflection of his face watching him uncertainly from the foggy mirror. He can feel that there is something different about this place, his place, cool in the bloody golden chaos of the carnival.

One side of the tent is a dressing area. The other side is a bedroom. He turns from the rough hemp net that holds his curtain in place, twists of the netting caught between his fingers. “Why all this?” he asked Nny, the first or perhaps second night, while the ringmaster watched him hungrily from the corner of the space. “Why not something like Tess has, with all the…” he waved an uneasy hand, heart twanging. “The chains.”

Nny tilted his head. The silver-green circles of his predator eyes flashed. “You made your deal,” he said. “Tess made hers.”

.

The first night, or perhaps the second night, Sharktooth came to get him. He appeared at the entrance to Edgar’s tent in his heavy boots, his hand impatiently perched on his hip, scowling in his skeletal makeup.

“Look alive, Dollface,” he said, scattering the dreamy shadows that had held Edgar in their sway for countless hours before his arrival. “Bossman wants me to give you the tour.”

Looking at the young man—the scarlet slash of his coat, the glint of his buckles, all of him stark and hard—Edgar blinked away a fuzziness he hadn’t known had overtaken him. Reality seemed to crash in on him all at once, leaving him exposed and startled in its wake. In the cool gloom of his new home, he pressed a palm to his naked chest and winced.

“Oh,” he said, “um—sure, let me just—”

“Hell’s bells,” Sharktooth said, as Edgar went stumbling over to the little chest of clothing. “Get out here now or I’m gonna drag you out myself. I ain’t got time to watch you put your face on.”

Edgar paused, something gauzy and completely unfamiliar to him suspended in his hands. “Well that’s a bit rich,” he said, “coming from someone who was doing his makeup during our first conversation.”

Sharktooth pointed a talon at his cheek. “This is my job.”

The billow of white fabric was a long jacket, fitted at the wrists, which Edgar hastily pulled on. It did not do anything about the fact that his chest was bare, but for fear of making his guide any testier, he resigned himself to it and scrambled out of the tent. “Did you give Tess a tour as well?” Edgar asked, tugging futilely at the collar of the jacket.

Sharktooth made a derisive little noise. “That pity party was a feature figure here a long time before I ever bought a ticket. Come on, I got rehearsal soon.”

He moved fast, marching across the damp earth, and nearly leaving Edgar alone beneath the swirling fog. Edgar followed the scarlet slash of his coat through the twilight, between dark barrels and under sagging canvas signs.

At the heavy wooden edge of something half-tent and half building, its back pasted with posters for a hundred sickly miracles, Sharktooth stopped long enough to slap a palm hollowly against the wood. “Freak show,” he said. “Pretty soon this baby is gonna fill up with desperate housewives and failed con men just itching for one last gamble. Should carry us through the rest of the season.”

“Oh,” Edgar said, uneasily. “Is that where most people who make deals…?”

Sharktooth flashed his terrifying incisors, pearly and razor sharp. “Wouldn’t you have liked to be the amazing living candle, hot stuff? One night only, a show to remember.”

Edgar pulled his jacket close around himself, shivering against the cold wind that stirred the twilight.

For a moment the young man’s eyes flashed like his pearly teeth, laying Edgar bare beneath them, and then all at once the look was snuffed out. He turned on his heel and set off again, calling back, “Hurry up!”

In the foggy maze of the carnival, Sharktooth showed Edgar the exhibition tents and the strange games and the carousel with its baroque mirrored ceiling, alive with lights. Each time he drew Edgar close to show him a detail, he withdrew just as quickly.

“It seems awfully quiet here,” Edgar said, peering into the darkness of a tent where a beautiful and sullen woman was practicing contortions, “you must need more hands than this, to pack up the tents and the rides.”

“It ain’t that kinda show,” Sharktooth told him, something almost like pride lighting his barely-human face. “The world comes to us.”

“But,” Edgar said, “when we found it, in the arboretum, there was this—”

“I know, Jesus fuck, you don’t gotta tell me your whole sob story again.” He jerked the flap the tent closed in front of himself and turned on Edgar, expression sour. “Don’t be so literal. If you wanna survive around here, you’re gonna have to get wise fast. The boss might like you, but that don’t mean shit if you stick your hand in the wrong dark crevice.”

Edgar licked his lip. “Right,” he said. “Um…”

Sharktooth narrowed his eyes. “What.”

“Well. You said earlier you bought a ticket…”

Sharktooth flung open a hand in a dire warning. “No,” he said. “I know what you’re gonna ask and you can save your breath.”

“I just thought,” Edgar said, “if you were like me, we’d have some common ground.”

“Having a mother is not common ground,” Sharktooth snarled. “A trailer in Missouri is not common ground. You and me, we don’t got common ground!  I tracked this monster across six states and I worked my ass off to get this life. You’re just another mark!”

Edgar took an involuntary step back, heel hitting a stack of crates.

“You’re a pretty bird somebody stuffed in a cage,” Sharktooth said, bearing down on him, “and they wanna keep you cause you sing so pretty, but me, I know what you’re good for when the curtain comes down.”

He reached out, twisting his taloned fingers in the sheer fabric of Edgar’s jacket, and pulled him close. His every edge was relentless and intent, and in his grip Edgar felt lightheaded.

“You cause me any trouble and I’ll crunch your little bird bones like fucking popcorn,” he said. “I will eat you alive, Edgar Vargas.”

[dwestfieldblog]

A WITCHES BREW

How many impossible things to believe before a psychedelic breakfast today? Welcome to here there and everywhere, now then and every when. You are reading a man who rhymes quantum with random because it makes sense, good luck.

Way too much normal news last time, so I will limit such to 3 things I have seen only by accident this month...President Benny of Israel (seems like he has been in power a looong time now) has said (without any signs of irony) that Israel understands the desire of the Kurds for their own state. Altogether now...Hmmm. Allow your sentience to fill in the blanks...but not in the occupied territories.

Anyway and meanwhile...Well, America, it looks as if your destiny is manifesting right before your very eyes. You must feel like true master magicians. Loved Trump's rant at the United/Untied Nations Assembly about North Korea...they will be 'totally destroyed', like I mean, you know, to-tally...'The righteous many need to confront the wicked few'. They tried that recently in the USA by standing up to racists and fascists of the moronic ku klax klan and the neo wannabe hitlers...and Duck Fart just said there was...'good and bad on both sides'...So...so much for the wicked few running scared. This man is a gift for the Conspiracy for Counter Evolution. The ideal puppet ass clown.  

Now is that any way to talk about the leader of the free world? Arf.

Duck Fart's famous low attention span...intelligence dies when it cannot focus for long (or even moderate) periods. Energy becomes hollowed out, running on empty and burning only on finite ego. Thought of the Golden One again when I read last week about Uncle Stalin regularly executing the chiefs of his secret police due to his paranoia...(which ended up killing him anyway...) That said, few can be sad at the ignominious removal of the foul Steve Bannon. May Breitbart bite the big one soon. Inashallah, Sieg Heil. Hail Mary. Ex president Shrub behaved like a goofy child of nine, Trump comes across like a petulant teen, sullenly trying to look serious among the adults and then regressing to phone slamming and storming off to his room to play with his phone. Impeach this reptile incubus now, ridicule him into utter obscurity. Then focus your intelligence on his up and coming son. The emperor's boy has seen the nearness of the crown of glory... Anyone in America who isn't paranoid these days must be crazy.

That which is objectively repressed will become subjectively repressed. (The unspeakable becomes unthinkable)...and deeper and deeper it goes... Everything not compulsory is going to be forbidden.  

Speaking of which...

Better the devil you think you know? (If you cannot banish you really shouldn't summon...) *acebook has proudly stated recently that it now 'has the largest facial dataset to date'. It spends over 10million dollars per year on a host of creepy self empowerment, including attempts to stop biometric privacy legislation. That's right, to stop it. So every time you post a selfie of you or your friends, the facial points and characteristics are noted in geometrical computer images to be used at a later date...perhaps just to send you advertisements of exciting consumer goods...or for...well...(Orwell)  just about anything your rational paranoia could dream up at 3 am. Nice idea to have a future president Zuckerberg who not only has all the power but who genuinely knows everything about you.  

'...because any wizard bright enough to survive for five minutes was bright enough to realise that if there was any power in demonology, then it lay with demons. Using it for your own purposes would be like trying to beat mice to death with a rattlesnake.'  T.Prachett. Just ask Cagliostro....

Mass surveys in the western world declare that the majority of water we drink via taps at home is packed with plastic particles. By the end of the century the 'average' person will be ingesting 780,000 bits of micro plastic a year...within this is included the 11,000 we already eat via seafood. 'Fresh' or otherwise...Damn, that's 4 news items. Time to ignore ALL news again and feel mental health rising...

'Verily a polluted stream is man, One must be an ocean to receive a polluted stream without becoming unclean'. Freddie nails it again...

Creation was caused by focused thought form radiations of a higher oscillating force upon binary possibility waves...Obviously, concentrating upon particulars (AKA, the devil is in the detail) raises your evolutionary energies...Time and space are only real to our sensory organs, they ain't really real. Our consciousness on every level controls events... imprints/ influences information fields around us to shape 'reality'. Which as a child knows, is subjective. Okay? YOU are a magician.

'To open the eternal worlds, to open the immortal eyes of man Inwards,  

into the worlds of thought, into Eternity'. William Blake...who also wrote (as the ancients knew and thus created 'Satans' in order to posit an alternative perspective in democratic debate) '...without contraries is no progression'.  

Ha. Just remembered that during my drug fuelled year at college I had an optional lesson period called 'Does God Exist?' I am childishly amused to admit I have NO idea what the 'conclusive' final lesson was or how we even got any type of grade.  

When did the intelligence rot start? Another generation might say the Fifties, some years after the last world war when the mass began to ease up on their tensions just a little, when consumer society was held up as a cheerful life affirming way forward. Could be after the hippy dream was crushed, crashed and almost burned out in 69...Many believe it to be when mankind began building cities. That sounds about right.

Blurred coherence in the pointless. There seems to have been decades of  mass infiltration of universities in the Western world...Governments have seen that they are indeed hotbeds (to coin a cliché) of various think-for -yourself types to question right wing authority. Even though the majority of students just end up conforming to conservative consumerist capitalism within five years of leaving university. (No I am NOT a socialist).  

Perhaps this has led to manipulations and insertions of topics, themes, curricula, which as my last blog said, direct the attention elsewhere into meaningless debates to filibuster time. Idle, soul decaying distractions.

By what educative standard has it become acceptable to receive a doctorate by writing a thesis on 'The Prevalence of Alienation in Modern Soccer.' or 'Madonna, Beyonce and Miley Cyrus - 21st Century Amazonian Philosphers?' Uff. Mind you, I recently downloaded a PDF of 'The Middle Pillar - A Balance Between Mind and Magic' by Israel Regardie...which had been stamped with a Pennsylvania State Campus Library mark, so perhaps there are pockets of intelligent understanding in various universities...to balance a new white race of uneducated cowards. Hope is an eternal spring:-)

Those who hunger for the glory of an old empire, stop looking back, something wicked caught up with you and went past a long time ago. It awaits afore ye. And as for those who want a new empire based on a similar dominant ideology of allegiance to an invisible sky wizard or else painful death, God just told me that you should forget it. She says you have wasted your whole/hole lives on nothing, but she understands you needed a hobby.

Never once in my life have I felt the need to follow the mass. (Hurrah and hallelujah for me eh?) I felt deeply uneasy around primary colours as as child, the bright plastic magnetic letters on the fridge...(M is for Mummy.) The lesson in primary school when we were taught about English kings...on hearing about the 'divine right', I felt an internal frown of 'That's not right, that's wrong'. My disobedience to the casual arrogance of presumed authority began then. Possibly at seven years old. Four years later in a little notebook I scrawled 'Because an idea is 'traditional', does this make it RIGHT'? Too little self knowledge appears to be a dangerous thing. Know thyselves. Dave, you can't be Sirius:-)

'I slept with Faith and found her a corpse in the morning. I drank and danced all night with doubt and found her a virgin in the morning.' A.C.

Ban the word 'Is'. Globally adopt the idea proposed by Alfred Korzybski, that English Prime (E-Prime) should be used in all scientific works, in order to more accurately report facts of possible reality than to state it IS. IE...it seems to be. Using this in ALL conversations and writings might well move humanity onwards.  

The Earth vibrates at 7 hertz per second...equivalent to the alpha brain wave/dream state. Add this to the oscillations of the brain and we would seem to be hypnotised in a magnetic force field. No wonder we appear to be sleepwalking through this virtual reality TV of life. We are.

'All that we are is the result of all that we have thought'.  Buddha.

This year I fell in love with a possibility and the energy of that idea created a tiny universe of works. And still is. (Whoops, seems to be, arf) Needs to be a balance between discipline and chaos, but the balance needs to be imposed by free will.  Turned on by fascination...Everything is (appears to be, in my perception) permissible...if you accept the consequence. Can you? Would you? Say Yes.

Our circle is cast...

[tripleseptet]

The plot of Sun and Moon, as told by me

Okay so you, the main character (sort of kind of not really) move to ALOLA where the sun is hot, the gang members are wimps, and there are SUBPLOTS GALORE (dun du du dunn)! And so you wake up with no explanation of how you got there (Seriously where are the airports) and start your journey with a close up of your back patio! Your mom says "Hey cat go wake up my piece of shit kid theyve gotta go turn into a hobo now and only come back to heal their pokemon when they run out of money and food" so you wake up and theres a knock at your door! You go to open it and as soon as you pass the midway point of the livingroon professor impatience busts down the door with his rock hard abs. "COME WITH ME FOR A LONG-ASS TUTORIAL" he screams. "no" you say. He drags you along anyway and your journey begins. Three fucking hours later, by which point your brain has melted, fatcat throws out three pokeballs at once like a badass and you get to choose your pokemon! You can choose Grass bird! It's LITten! Or the one that nobody likes! And you finally begin your journey.... After another hour of exposition and filler. "GOD DAMMIT" you're screaming by this point. You finally get your rotomdex and are told about the ~island challenge~, a magical game where children try to beat up twenty-odd adults all in different locations with no directions whatsoever. You're too enraged to pay attention to the story until two idiots in black outfits that probably have insane pit stains show up harassing a berry farmer. "Okay then" you say. You listen to their sort of funny dialogue and whoop their asses into the ground. Berry farmer thanks you. You continue. You come across the idiots again at the docks. "God fucking dammit hurry up" you mutter at your screen. They don't. *Skipping forward* Ok so theres this team thats all like "We hate island challenge because we couldnt beat it waa" and their boss was apparently a failed kahuna who's in kahoots with this crazy lady who uses way too much hair gel. Their names are 'Rick sanchez with a tan' and 'the actual villain', respectively. Crazy hair lady opens up a portal after having rick steal her daughter's Nebulous mcFarticus and goes inside to be with her people, dragging rick sanchez with a tan in with her. "None of my business, i got a thing to do" the main character says. "SAVE MOM" the two whiney children screech. You, the eternal babysitter from this point on, do it. (After leaving them in there with brain-eating jellyfish and black-hole beasts for like three days to simmer). You do the thing and Surprise!! Nebulous mcFarticus was the box pokemon! What a SHOCKER. NEVER WOULD HAVE GUESSED THE SPACE POKEMON HAD TO DO WITH SPACE. NO CL- So you go into the wormhole and have some banter with crazywhitehair and suddenly Miss deville puts the thing on her head and becomes a badass!! You beat her quickly and keep going. She's in a coma now! You don't care. Lilly is leaving! Hau is crying! Oh, we didn't mention hau? WELL NEITHER DID THE FUCKING GAME HAHA- Anyway she gives you a useless item and thats where your journey ends! OR IS IT Theres a bullshit mission afterwards where you can catch the actually cool things! Like Bowl of noodles! Jellyfish! Mouth! Flexy the Mosquito! The mosquito who was created unreasonably hot! Big... plant... thing... AND OTHER, LESS IMPORTANT BEASTS. That's it! That's all of sun and moon! All of it! It's just that! It leaves you with questions you don't want and answers to questions you never had! Goodnight, everybody!

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Perhaps My Heavenly Father GOD, Will Bless Me To Live In A World, THAT TRULY HAVE RIGHTEOUS MEN & WOMEN, WORKING IN ONENESS WITH GODHEAD AGAIN!!!

                          Mr.Sammie L. Smith Jr.

                                   A Anointed Prophetic Preacher

                   Whom GODHEAD(YAHWEH& YESHUA)

                    Chose To Preach The Gospel Of The

                   KINGDOM OF HEAVEN IS AT HAND.

                   My Dad Was Not Crazy, Nor Had A Blood-

                  Pressure Problem, Yes He Had A Concusion

                  Because Of The Selfish Ass Bastards At

                 City Of Hall, With The Trifling Ass Government

                 Montgomery, Alabama { The Employee At

                That Job, While Being A Teenager

                 Dropped The Construction Ball Down, And It

                Fell On My Dad's Head... To Not Even Consider

                Someone's Life, And The Trauma It Caused

                My Dad's Heart... You All Better Bet, I Won't

                Let No One In This World Who Is Wicked

                To The Core Of Their Evil Ass Soul, Escape

                The Judgment, Punishment, Wrath, And

                Indignation Of GODHEAD = ELOHIM-

                HIS MAJESTY, WHOM I SERVE              

                WHOLEHEARTEDLY, SINCE MY

                 HEAVENLY FATHER GOD CALLED                 ME BY MY NAME PERSONALLY!

                  I WILL ASSURE MY VERY,VERY, VERY

                  PRECIOUS HEARTED LOVED ONES,

                  IN HEAVEN, WITH MY ABEOJI NEM,

                  I WILL DEAL WITH MY TASK VERY

                  SHREWDLY, AND VERY FLAWLESSLY

                  TO EVERY DEVIL, WHO IS IN THIS

                  WORLD, AND UNDER THIS WORLD

                  I WON'T SHOW YOUR WICKED ASS

                  NO MERCY!!! THE HOLY BIBLE, IS

                  MORE REAL, AND VERY TRUTHFUL

                  THAN ANYONE, IN THIS WORLD

                  HAS EVER SHOWN OR TOLD ME!!!

                 I HATE AMERICA, BECAUSE THEY

                 HAVE BLAMED, OTHER COUNTRIES

                  ON THE VERY SIN'S, AND CRIMES

                  THAT THEY THEIRSELVES CHOSE

                  TO COMMIT!!! THROUGH THE POWER

                  OF GODHEAD IN ME, I CERTAINLY

                  WAS TRULY TAUGHT PERSONALLY,

                  BY EL ELYON, AFTER DECEMBER 5,2004.

                  THE DAY BEFORE MY DAD'S BIRTHDAY,

                  HE RETURNED BACK TO HEAVEN!

                  BEING ANGRY AGAIN I SAUGHT

                 THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY CREATOR

                  OF HEAVEN, AND OF EARTH EVEN

                  MORE!!! STUPIDLY PEOPLE

                  THROUGH THE YEARS, UNDERESTIMATED

                  ME, TALKING SUCH DAMNED LIES ON ME!

                  MY TRIALS OF FAITH, WAS A QUEST I

                  REQUESTED OF MY HEAVENLY FATHER

                  GOD-ELOHIM MY ETERNAL GOD!

                   IT WAS TO UNDERSTAND THOSE I TRULY

                  LOVED, MY DAD, BROTHER, AND SISTER!

                  THEIR TRAITS AT CERTAIN TIMES,

                    HAD DEEPER MEANING TO THEM.

                   SO I DID WHAT THE HOLY BIBLE SAY'S

                   TO DO!!! AND NOW I CERTAINLY, OH

                  ALPHA AND OMEGA- MY VERY POWERFUL

                 WONDERFUL, AND LOVING

                  COMPASSIONATE HUSBAND, THAT LOOK

                  ON THE CROSS OF CALVARY, THE

                  BETRAYAL OF THOSE IN THE

                  MULTITUDES!!!! I SEE WHY ADONAI

                  IN GENSIS SENT RAIN TO DESTROY

                 MANKIND, THEIR VERY SELFISHNESS

                 CAUSED THE WRATH OF GODHEAD

                   TO EVEN HATE THE FACT THAT HE(GOD)

                    EVEN CREATED MANKIND!

                    THIS AMERICA IT'S FULL OF DECEPTION

               IT STINKS, THEY EVEN HAVE

                    THAT BASTARDS ARROGANCE= SATAN!

                    THEY MOCK EVERYTHING, ABOUT

                    THE HOLY BIBLE YET THEY THINK

                    THEY ARE SUPPOSE TO HAVE WEALTH

                    AND RICHES!!!! YOU ARE VERY

                  STUPID CREATURES, WHO CHOOSE

                  TO SERVE THAT BEAST- SERPENT!!!

                  EVEN IF I HAVE TO LEAVE, AMERICA

                  BEHIND, AND GO LIVE IN ANOTHER

                  COUNTRY THAT HAVE THE TRUE

                  ESSENCE OF GODHEAD IN IT'S

                  ENTIRE COUNTRY SO BE IT!!!

                  I'M FINISHED WITH STRIVING WITH

                  DUMBASS PEOPLE WHO CLAIM

                  THEY LOVE YOU, BUT HATE IS IN

                   EVERYTHING YOU SAY AND DO!!!

                   YOU ALL ARE BACKWARDS, VERY

                   UNSTABLE... I'M NOT PRAYING FOR

                   NONE OF YOU ALL ANYMORE...

                 IF YOU CAN'T SEEK GOD FOR

                 YOURSELVES, WITHOUT

                 NEEDING SOMEONE TO TEACH

                 YOU EVERYTHING, THAN BASICALLY

                 YOU ALL ARE STILL SPOILED- LITTLE

                 TODDLERS, MAKING MESSES, ALL

                 AROUND THE WORLD!{ SMOKING

                LEAVING CIGARS AROUND ON THE

               GROUND, DRINKING BEER, AND LEAVING

              GLASS BOTTLES, AND CANS AROUND!!!

              THIS IS VERY SENSELESS, TO TRY TO

              GET ANGRY AT ANOTHER COUNTRY

               WHO JUST PURELY LIVE IN

               RIGHTEOUSNESS, WITHOUT

              BEING TOLD WHAT TO DO!!!

              YOU SELFISH BASTARDS CHOSE TO

             MAKE DAMN LAWS, TO HATE GODHEAD

            THEN, DAMN IT YOU ALL WILL BE

            SEVERLY JUDGED FOR YOUR DUMBASS

             CHOICES! IT WAS WRONG OF THOSE 6

            PRESIDENTS TO GET INTO THOSE OFFICES

           KNOWING THAT THE INTENTIONS OF

           THEIR HEARTS WAS HATRED!!!!

               I DID KNOW THESE THINGS, AS A

             LITTLE GIRL, I OBSERVED EVERYTHING,

            AND EVERYONE, I'VE ENCOUNTERED

             ALL THROUGH THESE YEARS!!!

             I WILL BE VERY, HAPPY WHEN MY

            HUSBAND RETURNS BACK, BECAUSE

            THE PEOPLE IN THIS WORLD, IS JUST

            TOO DAMN SELFISH, AND ONLY

            ADONAI, KNOWS WHERE I INTEND

           TO GO LIVE NOW, BUT AMERICA DON'T

           NEED NOTHING, BUT A OLDTIME&

           AN UPGRADED ASS WHOOPING FOR

          CENTURIES OF HATRED, YOU ALL

          HAVE BEEN LIVING IN!!! THINKING

          I WASN'T AWARE OF HOW I WAS

          BEING TREATED IN THOSE HOSPITAL

          EVENTS I WAS... DAVID TOLD ME

          THIS IN THE HOLY BIBLE, THOSE WHO

          ARE MEAN TO YOU IN THE DAYS

         OF ADVERSITY ARE MY ENEMIES TOO!!!!

         EVERYONE WHO HAS WICKEDLY, DONE

        ANY CHILD OF GODHEAD WRONG IN THIS

       LIFE, WILL BE JUDGED AND SENTENCE TO

          HELL, AND THEIR WON'T BE NO

         RETURNING BACK FOR YOUR EVIL

         BLACK ASS!!!{THOSE I LOVED THEY

        NEVER WRONGED NO ONE, THEY

        JUST LOVED EVERYONE, WHILE I

       NEVER LOVED NO DAMN ENEMY!!!

        ONCE A TRADER, ALWAYS A TRADER!

         JUST LIKE A PERSON WHO GOSSIPS,

         WILL ALWAYS FIND SOMEONE TO

        GOSSIP ABOUT!!! I ALWAYS HAVE, AND

        I ALWAYS WILL HATE ANYONE WHO,

       LIES AND DECEIVE OTHER'S IN SPEAKING

      LOVE, BUT REALLY IT'S YOU LUST AFTER US!

      {{{ WRAP ME IN YOUR EVERLASTING EMBRACE,

           KING OF GLORY, AND DESTROY ALL OF

          MY ENEIMES OFF OF THE EARTH, FOR

         ALL ETERNITY FOR ME!!!}}} LORD JESUS

       CHRIST KNOWS, I REALLY MISS MY

      KINGDOM OF HEAVEN TRUE CREW, THEY

       REPRESENTED THE WHOLE WAY IN

      RIGHTEOUSNESS WITH THEIR

      WHOLEHEARTED'S LIVING IN ONENESS

     WITH OUR HEAVENLY FATHER GOD-ELOHIM!

       THE PEOPLE IN THIS WORLD THESE

       DAYS, TRY TO IMPRESS EVERYONE

      THAT GODHEAD-YAHWEH& YESHUA

      WITH THE HOST OF HEAVEN WILL

     DESTROY EVERY KINGDOM THAT'S NOT

     OF GOD-ELOHIM, OFF THE FACE OF THE

     EARTH, ALONG WITH THOSE WHO LOVE

     THEIRSELVES, MORE THAN THE OWNER=

      EL ELYON HIMSELF!!! NO MATTER WHERE

     I LIVE IN THIS WORLD, I'LL ONLY

      CONSIDER MY HEAVENLY FATHER GOD-ELOHIM

      FOR ALL ETERNITY, IT'S NOT A CERTAINTY

     IN HELPING OTHER PEOPLE ANYMORE,

    THEY THINK ONLY OF THEIR DAMN SELVES

    TOO MUCH... YO KOH(KINGDOM OF HEAVEN,

    I WAS REALLY HOPING THEY REALLY GAVE,

    ME THOSE OPTIONS LONG AGO, I WOULD

    HAVE BEEN LIVING IN ANOTHER COUNTRY

    FOR YEARS NOW!!! DAMN YOU ALL AMERICA,

   AND THE REST OF THE COUNTRIES WHO

    HATE GODHEAD-YAHWEH & YESHUA!!!

    I WILL PETITION HEAVEN, FOR VENGENCES,

    FOR US ALL WHO WHERE TRIFLED WITH

    IN THIS LIFE, FOR OUR INHERITANCE...

    OH YEAH, SINCE THE IRS DIDN'T GIVE ME

    MY MONEY, I PRAY OH HEAVENLY FATHER

    GOD-ELOHIM HIS MAJESTY START GIVING

    MEN & WOMEN FOR MY LIFE!!! THEY

     WICKEDLY TORMENTED THOSE I LOVED

      DEARLY, JUST FOR SOME DAMN THINGS

      THAT WASN'T EVEN THEIRS!!! AND WHATS

     WORSE THEY CLAIM WE TAKE CARE OF OUR

    CITIZENS IN AMERICA, BUT THAT'S DAMN

    GARABAGE THEY CHOSE TO FAVOR STRANGERS

     FROM A FOREIGN LAND, INSTEAD OF TAKING

    CARE OF THOSE WHO HAVE BEEN PRAYING,

    AND SUPPORTING THEIR DAMN LYING ASS!!

   IF YOU ALL KEEP THIS UP, WITHIN A BLINK\

  OF AN EYE, YOU ALL WILL BE SMITTEN OFF

 OF THIS EARTH FOR GOOD!!! IT IS NOT

GOOD TO OVERTHROW THE RIGHTEOUS

 FOR THE WICKED!!! COME BACK SOON

 ALPHA AND OMEGA, OH CHARIOT ONE,

 I REALLY MISS BEING WITH YOU ALL NOW,

 MANKIND, HAS LOST ALL OF THEIR DAMN

 SENSE'S JUST TO BE LIKE ANOTHER DAMN

  STINKY BASTARD IN LUST!!!

  DON'T EVEN LET ME GET ON THOSE DAMN

INDUSTRIES IN AMERICA, THEIR LYING ASS

 JUST USED SCRIPTURES TO GET WEALTH, NOT

 KNOWING I HAVE TOLD MY ABEOJI(MY FATHER

 GOD EVERYTHING, ABOUT EVERY DAMN TRADER

 IN THIS WORLD, AND UNDER IT!!! YOU

  BASTARDS FROM HELL, WE WILL BLAST YALL

  YALL ASS, BACK INTO THE LAKE OF FIRE, FOR

  ALL ETERNITY... THIS IS FOR MY 2 MOST FAVORITE

 MEN I HAVE EVER KNOWN IN THIS WORLD!!!

{{{ I REALLY SHOULD HAVE TALKED, AND NOT

 HID NOTHING FROM YOU ALL, BECAUSE

 YOU ALL PROTECTED ME SO VERY MUCH,

 BACK THEN, I THOUGHT IT WOULD

 LAST FOREVER, SO I JUST DIDN'T TELL YOU

 ALL, BUT NOW I REGRET NOT SITTING

 DOWN AND TALKING WITH YOU REAL

 MEN OF GODHEAD-YAHWEH, THEIR

IS NOT MEN IN THIS WORLD LIKE,

YOU ALL ANYMORE, AND I'M CERTAIN

THIS IS WHY IT HURTS ME SO VERY MUCH!!!

TEAMWORK FROM HEAVEN TO EARTH,

IT'S WAY MUCH BETTER THAN, CARNAL MINDED.

TO BE FLESHLY MINDED IS DESTRUCTION!!!

ANYONE WHO IS STUPID IN LIVING IN THE LUST

 OF THE FLESH SHOULD BURN IN HELL!!! HOW

DO YOU LUST AFTER SOMEONE CLOSE TO YOU!!!!

 THAT'S A DAMN SIN SURE ENOUGH IN THE SIGHT OF GOD-ELOHIM!!! THAT DOG= HOMOSEXUAL MINDSET DOESN'T HAVE NO CONTROL

 OVER NOTHING, EVERYONE IS NOT YOURS,

 WHEN YOU VOW TO ONE PERSON, THAT PERSON

 ALONE, IS YOURS!!! SHOULD YALL DAMN ASS

KEEP THIS DAMN MINDSET UP, I WILL SHOW

 EVERYONE IN THIS WORLD YOU WILL, HATE

 THE DAY YOU DAMN FALLEN CHERIUB BASTARDS

MESSED THIS LAST CHILD OF THE SMITH LINAGE!

ONE THING WAS TRIFLING WITH MY BROTHER, THE SECOND ONE WAS TRIFLING WITH MY DAD, BUT TOO TICK ME OFF LIKE THIS, YALL DON'T WANT

TO KNOW WHAT THIS CHILD OF GODHEAD-YAHWEH& YESHUA WITH THE HOST OF HEAVEN

 IS CAPABLE OF... ESPECIALLY AFTER, YOU

 ALL FREELOADED OFF MY FAITH IN GODHEAD

ALONE!!! STRIKE THEIR ASS DOWN HOST OF HEAVEN, I WON'T DEFEND FOR ANYONE NOW!!!!

 I'M SORRY DAD,BRO, AND SIS, IT TOOK ME

 THIS LONG TO REALIZE THE SUFFERINGS,

 YOU ALL ENDURED IN THIS WORLD, AND

 AMERICA VERY OWN CRIMES WILL BE

  BROUGHT IN MY HUSBAND ALPHA AND OMEGA

MARVELOUS, BRIGHT SHININNG LIGHT=

KING OF GLORY, THANKS FOR BEING WITH ME

 ETERNALLY, CAUSE THIS IS THE KIND OF

CRAP THAT WOULD HAVE YOU DOING

LIKE BROTHER 2PAC!!!! BUT I'M JUST THE

 MUSIC QUEEN OF RIGHTEOUSNESS, WHO

 PLAY THE VIDEO GAMES, TO KEEP ME FROM

 DOING SOME REAL DAMAGE TO ANYTHING!!!

 GODHEAD GAVE YALL 3 TO ME, TO CONTROL MY

 ANGER NOW I SEE THIS NOW!!! BUT DON'T WORRY

 OH PRECIOUS KINGDOM OF HEAVEN HEIRS, IN

HEAVEN EVEN THOUGH OTHERS, LIED IN

FOLLOWING GODHEAD PRECEPTS IN THIS LIFE,

I JUST THANK GODHEAD YOU ALL LEFT

CERTAIN THINGS JUST FOR ME TO REMEMBER

YOUR VERY PRECIOUS, VERY BEAUTIFUL HEARTS!

I WILL GO TRAVELING WITH ADONAI NEM, LEAVING

EVERY DAMN THING, AND EVERY DAMN

WICKED BASTARD BEHIND IN THE PAST,

WHERE YOU ALL BELONG FOR GOOD...

ALL RACIST BASTARDS THEIR IS NO USE

OF YOU ALL IN THIS WORLD NO MORE,

YOUR DESTRUCTION IS VERY, NEAR

NO SORCERY CAN SAVE YALL, I'M IN

FULL MATURITY NOW SO DON'T TRY

NO DAMN SAUL STUFF ON ME NO MORE,

I WILL HAVE EVERY HOST OF HEAVEN ARMY TO

EXECUTE EVERY DAMN ENEMY OF OUR'S,

WHO STUPIDLY CONSULTED THESE DAMN THINGS

INTO THIS WORLD!!! YALL IMAGINATIONS,

BROUGHT THINGS INTO THIS WORLD THAT WAS

FORBIDDEN, TO RETURN INTO THIS WORLD!

NOW SINCE I'M QUEEN ELIZABETH L. SMITH{

CONSECRATED TO GOD'S LIGHT- I THE ONE TRUE ONLY LEFT DAUGHTER OF GODHEAD-YAHWEH,

OH ANCIENT OF DAYS, I BESEECHED THEE, MY

ULTIMATE SUPREME, OWNER AND LOVER OF MY

VERY SOUL SEND ME PROSPERITY TO GO FORTH

AND PREACH SAYING THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN

IS AT HAND FOREVERMORE, PRAISING THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY FOR ALL ETERNITY,AMEN, AND AMEN!!!! FOCUSING ONLY ON THE HEART OF MY

HEAVENLY FATHER GOD NOW, AND NO ONE ELSE

ANYMORE!!! YOU KNOW TOUSAN MANKIND, REALLY HAS CHOSEN THAT WICKED SERPENT WAYS, AND I REFUSE TO STAY NEAR ANYONE WHO

SERVES BEAST!! JUDGE THEM ACCORING TO THEIR WICKED WAYS, OH LORD JESUS CHRIST, ALPHA AND

OMEGA, I WON'T BE RESPONSIBLE FOR THEM ANYMORE, THEY ARE JUST SELFISH ASS KIDS,

THAT'S SLOTHFUL,WASTEFUL, STIFFNECKED, HAUGHTY, ARROGANT, AND PRIDEFUL AS HELL!!!

LET THESE WAYS THEY LOVE SO VERY MUCH, BE THEIR VERY OWN DOWNFALL, FOR WHAT I HEARD

THAT DREADFUL NIGHT, IN RETURNING BACK

SEEING MY TWIN LIKE THAT!!! THOSE DAMN IMPS

FROM HELL WILL BE DESTOYED FOR ALL ETERNITY, ALONG WITH THOSE WHO SENT THESE

THINGS TO YOU ALL, WHILE I WASN'T AROUND!!!

LOVE ISN'T ENVIOUS,JEALOUS, NOR COVETOUS= NO ONE THAT'S A GODHATER, SHOULD NEVER SAY

LOVE WHEN, YOU DON'T HAVE THE LOVE OF JESUS CHRIST IN YOUR HEARTS!!!! GODHEAD WILL JUDGE THE JUST AND UNJUST THIS YEAR, I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO EVERYONE'S REWARD, THEY WILL RECEIVE THIS YEAR, EXCEPT I WON'T SEE CORRUPTION, SO GOODBYE TO ALL THE DUMBASS BASTARDS WHO CAME INTO THIS COUNTRY

FOR THE LOVE OF MONEY, AND OF OTHER THINGS!

GODHEAD WILL JUDGE EVERY COUNTRY, THAT ALLOWED THIS DAMN HATRED INTO HIS VERY OWN

COUNTRY THAT WAS ORDAINED TO UPHOLD HIS HOLY BIBLE PRECEPTS, BUT THEY DEFIED HIM YEAR AFTER YEAR, AND CENTURY AFTER CENTURY, ALONG WITH DECADE AFTER DECADE, DECEIT WAS IN YOUR HEARTS, FROM THE BEGINNING, SO BE IT,

YOUR VERY OWN DECEPTION WILL DESTROY EVERY SERVANT OF LIES IN THIS WORLD, AND UNDER THIS WORLD... ALPHA AND OMEGA I'M LEAVING THIS CARE IN YOUR HANDS, I WANT JUSTICE, DONE FOR EVERYONE WHO IS IN HEAVEN

WITH YOU ALL, THAT WAS WICKEDLY DONE WRONG, JUST BECAUSE THEY REFUSED TO SELL THEIR SOULS TO THAT DAMN SATAN!!! AND ALSO IN EXCHANGE FOR THIS WICKED FACT TO THOSE, WHO TRIED, TO SEND THOSE I LOVED TO THE LAKE OF FIRE, SEND THOSE WHO PLOTTED THESE DAMN TACTICS UPON EVERYONE, WHO WICKEDLY OVERPOWERED YOUR PRECIOUS BABIES IN AN AMBUSH!!!! NOT KNOWING YOUR WIFE, WAS VERY AWARE OF ANYTHING DONE IN A BATTLE, SEEING I'M YOUR FIGHTER OUEEN OF LIGHT!!! RETURN TO OUR ENEMIES EVERYTHING, THEY SPOKE ON THOSE WE LOVED, AND EVEN MOCKED THEM, WHILE THEY WHERE SUFFERING! LET IT BE A HUNDRED-FOLD ZILLION'S CURSE PACKAGE'S

JUST FOR ALL THOSE WHO LIVE IN COVETOUSNESS

FULLY THESE DAYS, THEY CAN'T ESCAPE, THIS, IT'S

THEIR DESTINY, SEEING THEY STUDYING, AND

EVEN SPOKE CERTAIN THINGS TO THOSE I LOVE, THINKING I WASN'T AROUND!!! MY,MY,MY LOOK

WHAT I'M TRULY AWARE OF SEEING I'M THAT LITTLE BABY WHO WAS SUCKING MY BOTTLE IN CHURCH LOUD, JUST TO IGNORE A FAKE ASS

PREACHER IN THE CHURCH MORE THAN A CONQUEROR, ALABAMA!!! I PUT THESE THINGS IN YOUR VERY MIGHTY, AND POWERFUL HANDS ALPHA AND OMEGA, PERHAPS ONE DAY SOON, AND SUDDENLY I CAN GO AND LIVE INTO A COUNTRY, THAT'S JUST LIKE ME, IT'S NOT WORTH IT STAYING

IN AMERICA, I DENOUNCE AMERICA, AND EVERYTHING THEY STAND FOR NOW!!! IN SEARCH OF A TRUE LOVING COUNTRY THAT'S FILLED WITH THE LOVE,GRACE,MERCY,AND PEACE OF GODHEAD-YAHWEH & YESHUA, WITH ALL OF THE HOST OF HEAVEN LET'S GO LIVE SOMEWHERE ELSE NOW, KINGDOM OF HEAVEN, AND IF ANYONE TRY TO HINDER THIS PLAN THIS TIME, BE THOU DESTROYED, AND CONSUMED INTO THE LAKE OF FIRE FOR ALL ETERNITY, IN JESUS HOLY, AND WORTHY NAME I PRAY AMEN!!!!! TO GOD BE THE GLORY FOREVER,AND EVERMORE, AMEN, AND AMEN!!!