Everyone is going to have to pick a side. If you side with Teresa, my social worker, you will never be part of my new white male nation. Fox news you are guilty of hypocrisy and we will crush you and begin a FOXY news nation. We will not cover cats or their feces. We will not put the birds with the bees. Jews will never change so we will have them wear the same old sweater 2 sizes too big for all interviews.
I have a sense of humor, but we are going to crush you all intellectually. You are all brutality. I now vent and say Teresa, if ducks were drowning you in Lake Minnetonka, I would go to Talbots and buy a red and black silk scarf.
I am in so much pain right now, but I keep moving. There was no trial for me and they made it 7 months instead of six. I will communicate my pain and agony to those who think like Dick Cheney. Have a nice life FEMALE DOG. Insane Clown Posse can communicate my feelings best.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Cheney on the Net
I just watched the Today show interview of Dick Cheney. People are going to be surprised to see what a really good man he turns out to be. W. will soon be seen as very strong and independant. The buses in Muncie, IN, and around the world still run because he protected them federally. He has keen insight that you are all not aware of. He is now an elder statesman, and Cheney can now teach spiritual kindergaden to those lost male satanists out there. He in privy to the most private thoughts in your head and he keeps his mouth shut.
Last night I went to Hooters and I met two members of MS 13. I was there at the right time and I told them to know when to run away. I let them know about my assosiate Wink who runs the Crypts in South Minneapolis. I told them to stay away from black gangs here because they are too strong. I told them it was best to go back to Southern California. I suggested that they use this man for the insurgent work because his brain damage made his telepathy unreadable.
I talked to Wink months back about assembling a team to go in to Tiajuana (all black) to work as a marine offshoot there. They would be charged with taking out latino witches telepathically. They would stay in a barracks by San Diego. 8 are required and a guide.
Barre, I need you today. He is the scribe of the Somali muslim community. Censor the daughters for yesterday. Somali women went crazy at the mall yesterday. Mogadishu is upon you. I performed my counter to theirs and they are not looking so lovely today. The FBI will never aid you. Suicide bombing needs to stay male. Somali women need to remain covered. These young women have become hyper sexual with the wrong people. No honor killing here in the USA. Somali men please stay at back. Keep your daughters locked in a cell in the basement if you want to stay in the US for now. These ladies are about to have all the elder and older males deported for sexual abuse. Allah has spoken to you and you know it too.
Last night I went to Hooters and I met two members of MS 13. I was there at the right time and I told them to know when to run away. I let them know about my assosiate Wink who runs the Crypts in South Minneapolis. I told them to stay away from black gangs here because they are too strong. I told them it was best to go back to Southern California. I suggested that they use this man for the insurgent work because his brain damage made his telepathy unreadable.
I talked to Wink months back about assembling a team to go in to Tiajuana (all black) to work as a marine offshoot there. They would be charged with taking out latino witches telepathically. They would stay in a barracks by San Diego. 8 are required and a guide.
Barre, I need you today. He is the scribe of the Somali muslim community. Censor the daughters for yesterday. Somali women went crazy at the mall yesterday. Mogadishu is upon you. I performed my counter to theirs and they are not looking so lovely today. The FBI will never aid you. Suicide bombing needs to stay male. Somali women need to remain covered. These young women have become hyper sexual with the wrong people. No honor killing here in the USA. Somali men please stay at back. Keep your daughters locked in a cell in the basement if you want to stay in the US for now. These ladies are about to have all the elder and older males deported for sexual abuse. Allah has spoken to you and you know it too.
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Vipassna
Kalapas are what buddha discovered. Cal sci confirmed the electron theory of impermanance.
My electrons stay solid in the electron cloud. You may all disappear any day. Ask my Vipassna class from Racine, WI, if I can disappear with the discipline of my mind. This can only happen in community, and I will not bond covalently until I am with my master.
Follow me to Mall of America University and see what we can see.
My electrons stay solid in the electron cloud. You may all disappear any day. Ask my Vipassna class from Racine, WI, if I can disappear with the discipline of my mind. This can only happen in community, and I will not bond covalently until I am with my master.
Follow me to Mall of America University and see what we can see.
Monday, August 29, 2011
Being in Vicinity
I am one who studies the down low shows of society. These are people who have actually waisted their talents and abilities to disturb or destroy God in material realm form. These are my nemese, because disrupt the normal Darwinian processes in societal hierarchy. These people are not for me.
When I am in your vicinity, I pick up on your telepathy. I also speak and gesture in an empathic manner that happens naturally. It can get a little trippy. I listen hear and guide through my own pie hole, and I let the poison of insanity and physical malady drip away. I am a goddess of transmutation and I am the head of warlockery today.
Keep your teeth in your mouths. The scene will bend and change from egrets circling around to body parts on the ground. Nature pulses with chi and feels my new energy. I will bring an actual surface to the sun. I have only just begun. Your anatomy won't be yours much longer. After this week, you should all confess that I am so much stronger. I teach and make a steely sword of my pain. In the not so distant future you will all be completely insane.
Knock, knock. The devil is at my back. You will all soon bring on a heart attack.
When I am in your vicinity, I pick up on your telepathy. I also speak and gesture in an empathic manner that happens naturally. It can get a little trippy. I listen hear and guide through my own pie hole, and I let the poison of insanity and physical malady drip away. I am a goddess of transmutation and I am the head of warlockery today.
Keep your teeth in your mouths. The scene will bend and change from egrets circling around to body parts on the ground. Nature pulses with chi and feels my new energy. I will bring an actual surface to the sun. I have only just begun. Your anatomy won't be yours much longer. After this week, you should all confess that I am so much stronger. I teach and make a steely sword of my pain. In the not so distant future you will all be completely insane.
Knock, knock. The devil is at my back. You will all soon bring on a heart attack.
Four
I am going to a golf tournament in Eden Prairie, MN, today. I am looking forward to being in the sunshine and observing the people there.
I contact the Star Tribune newspaper yesterday and I let them know that I was displeased with Stephen Hawking for taking a black hole theory that I channeled in a conversation with my ex-fiance (a Whooster Polytechnical Institute grad) in the bath tub. I also channelled differential equations calculus that I had never taken. I am tired of backing away and letting these, essentially, academic and intellectual terrorists feed off of me.
The Star Tribune is a company that I briefly worked for delivering papers in my 20's. My great aunt Jenn, my namesake, worked in classifieds and obituaries after the war. She lived in St. Louis Park at the time.
I am praying that this company is respectful with my letter. They should just be proud that someone in this community has such an amazing scientific discovery. I do fear, though, that they will just label me crazy and throw my letter in the round file and mess with my social worker and the court system to get me committed again. Star Tribune, that is slander and abuse. I deserve my intellectual respect and freedom. I let you know not to publish that letter, so please respect my wishes. Woodward and Bernstein have a thing or two to say about what was happening in Indiana Jail around me.
Things are changing. I am becoming sensitive and I have shed a tear or two of late. I look to Minneapolis Police Department to begin a coup against the FBI. You are all better and stronger than the unit in town here. It is time to rise up, assert your authority, and get the professional respect you deserve.
I contact the Star Tribune newspaper yesterday and I let them know that I was displeased with Stephen Hawking for taking a black hole theory that I channeled in a conversation with my ex-fiance (a Whooster Polytechnical Institute grad) in the bath tub. I also channelled differential equations calculus that I had never taken. I am tired of backing away and letting these, essentially, academic and intellectual terrorists feed off of me.
The Star Tribune is a company that I briefly worked for delivering papers in my 20's. My great aunt Jenn, my namesake, worked in classifieds and obituaries after the war. She lived in St. Louis Park at the time.
I am praying that this company is respectful with my letter. They should just be proud that someone in this community has such an amazing scientific discovery. I do fear, though, that they will just label me crazy and throw my letter in the round file and mess with my social worker and the court system to get me committed again. Star Tribune, that is slander and abuse. I deserve my intellectual respect and freedom. I let you know not to publish that letter, so please respect my wishes. Woodward and Bernstein have a thing or two to say about what was happening in Indiana Jail around me.
Things are changing. I am becoming sensitive and I have shed a tear or two of late. I look to Minneapolis Police Department to begin a coup against the FBI. You are all better and stronger than the unit in town here. It is time to rise up, assert your authority, and get the professional respect you deserve.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Being on TV
There is a desire in those around me to be on TV. It is completely evil because it outweighs everything else. Yesterday I checked out WCCO news at the fair. I was on the screne for a blip of time. It sounds funny, but the tv is like a black hole. People just stare it for hours doing ritualism in their mind. Black holes, and tv are communication between universes for me. The barely formed E.T.'s sit on the other side awaiting true connection and orders to procede.
In Muncie I challenged the sun to stay in the sky, in this universe, by seaching out and marking three zones of darkness. They were points of unfathomable evil linked to witchcraft. I also stopped a fourth from forming. They were all houses, a witchcraft triad linked to the Japanese. The fourth was a burned out fraternity that I journeyed to its basement all by myself.
This situation was affecting law enforcement chain's sanity, and ultimately, their reputation. They were the Galactic Federation and we needed to keep Lord Darth Vader in charge to prevent a rip in the time space continuum.
I am looking for my storm troopers out there so that we can be almighty. This little Leah has switched sides and is ready for law enforcement to reign.
I am in so much pain every day. The work I do everyday keeps these potals open so full on warlockary does not take over that community. If we can no longer trust our environmental visual points of data, we will behave badly and will degrade into werewolfary. Our bodies will change and our teeth will shift. It will make eating almost impossible.
Welcome to Sunday. I am the media cop, and I will stay on patrol. My work will create a visual time machine that will make work in other realms possible. Stay away Dr. Who. I am the entity who can create what you see. Just keep me safe from warlockary for now so that I can complete the destruction of a new, mystical, black hole by Jupiter. Lucifer himself is the architect and he wishes to eat us all alive for eternity.
In Muncie I challenged the sun to stay in the sky, in this universe, by seaching out and marking three zones of darkness. They were points of unfathomable evil linked to witchcraft. I also stopped a fourth from forming. They were all houses, a witchcraft triad linked to the Japanese. The fourth was a burned out fraternity that I journeyed to its basement all by myself.
This situation was affecting law enforcement chain's sanity, and ultimately, their reputation. They were the Galactic Federation and we needed to keep Lord Darth Vader in charge to prevent a rip in the time space continuum.
I am looking for my storm troopers out there so that we can be almighty. This little Leah has switched sides and is ready for law enforcement to reign.
I am in so much pain every day. The work I do everyday keeps these potals open so full on warlockary does not take over that community. If we can no longer trust our environmental visual points of data, we will behave badly and will degrade into werewolfary. Our bodies will change and our teeth will shift. It will make eating almost impossible.
Welcome to Sunday. I am the media cop, and I will stay on patrol. My work will create a visual time machine that will make work in other realms possible. Stay away Dr. Who. I am the entity who can create what you see. Just keep me safe from warlockary for now so that I can complete the destruction of a new, mystical, black hole by Jupiter. Lucifer himself is the architect and he wishes to eat us all alive for eternity.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
I'm going to the MN Fair
I need everyone to kind of stand at bay. Do not touch me or get in my way. Nathan (Marion County Jail "therapist"), please do not come through black males. They have curly hair too. You will lose all of your notoriety. Being in vicinity is dangerous so please watch you step.
I am a little nervous to be around a crowd like this. I am not agoraphobic or antisocial, I am carrying a lot of heat from all nations.
My brain is kind of blank today. I do have some intrepidation for what lies beneath in all of you.
Attorneys, you can approach, but only if you are white male.
Cows, sows, horses, and rabbits, please do not be afraid. I am here to comfort you.
I am a little nervous to be around a crowd like this. I am not agoraphobic or antisocial, I am carrying a lot of heat from all nations.
My brain is kind of blank today. I do have some intrepidation for what lies beneath in all of you.
Attorneys, you can approach, but only if you are white male.
Cows, sows, horses, and rabbits, please do not be afraid. I am here to comfort you.
Friday, August 26, 2011
What Weather Can Do
This week brings us a hurricane without an eye. This is the product of black magic witchcraft. It is not natural.
In my life I have to deal with the abnormal storms psychically, physically, and socially. I have storm fatigue. Things have gotten so strong that I am dealing with keeping an even mind. I am being attacked very strong right now.
I am thinking about the Tuscon shooter. They keep putting on tv that he mentally ill. They don't normally keep restating all this stuff. He is sane telepathically and they need to try him that way. He knew he would end up in prison. He is ready. The meds just make him sleepy and concerned about weight gain. He should have the right, in jail and prison if he wants to. Just shackle him for court.
There is a new tango that we are going to see. Satanists are rising up against witchcraft. It is going to get very bloody. Ladies, you are all put on alert. Law enforcement will not protect you. You are all addicts of mystical tortures on beings you see as innocent. You ladies have no innocence. Gabriel, I put you back in the telepathic crosshairs. This shooter has every right to hunt you for eternity. Maybe Sarah Palin will help. You telepathically went after her daughter and grandson when they were down there. Will from sweet sweet Alaska will help on this gig. JC stay away.
Court systems be on alert. Extended times of silence signal massive telepathy in a court room. If not interrupted, it can start fires.
In my life I have to deal with the abnormal storms psychically, physically, and socially. I have storm fatigue. Things have gotten so strong that I am dealing with keeping an even mind. I am being attacked very strong right now.
I am thinking about the Tuscon shooter. They keep putting on tv that he mentally ill. They don't normally keep restating all this stuff. He is sane telepathically and they need to try him that way. He knew he would end up in prison. He is ready. The meds just make him sleepy and concerned about weight gain. He should have the right, in jail and prison if he wants to. Just shackle him for court.
There is a new tango that we are going to see. Satanists are rising up against witchcraft. It is going to get very bloody. Ladies, you are all put on alert. Law enforcement will not protect you. You are all addicts of mystical tortures on beings you see as innocent. You ladies have no innocence. Gabriel, I put you back in the telepathic crosshairs. This shooter has every right to hunt you for eternity. Maybe Sarah Palin will help. You telepathically went after her daughter and grandson when they were down there. Will from sweet sweet Alaska will help on this gig. JC stay away.
Court systems be on alert. Extended times of silence signal massive telepathy in a court room. If not interrupted, it can start fires.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Speaking Publically
No Kabbalah will work on me. I present people's hypocrasy, semi privately. I have been working the areas of downtown Minneapolis and The Mall of America. I have inspiration in public spaces, and I answer that muse. I consciously verbalize the flow and it bursts into a new star everytime. This practice is scarey and risky because people are trained to keep me from having any verbal freedom and verbal fun. I am breaking the mold and creating a new path away from the cave theologians have put me in for years, and ultimately for my entire existance.
Entertain this option. Jesus Christ actually laughed on the cross because he was high on spiritual LSD and heroine. The grand plan only gives God's chosen only the amount of pain and public humiliation that they can handle. It is not suffering that was asked of Jesus. It was the dramatic appearance of a heavenly realm and he was asked to APPEAR humble. Jesus is not humble. Just like all of you, he is arrogant, and being a showman, he is egotistical. I miss my JC. He meant a lot to me, but he attacked my dignity, consistently.
Entertain this option. Jesus Christ actually laughed on the cross because he was high on spiritual LSD and heroine. The grand plan only gives God's chosen only the amount of pain and public humiliation that they can handle. It is not suffering that was asked of Jesus. It was the dramatic appearance of a heavenly realm and he was asked to APPEAR humble. Jesus is not humble. Just like all of you, he is arrogant, and being a showman, he is egotistical. I miss my JC. He meant a lot to me, but he attacked my dignity, consistently.
Worthy of Praise
I have been working at an exponential pace to shatter the illusions and myths of past, present, and future. I am reaching an emotional place in my journey where I cannot hold in these experiences anymore and I am sharing them with people in my life and vicinity. Trends have been pretty stagnant in the last few years, but people are beginning to peer out of their peepholes and reach a telepathical hand to know me.
In today I am trying to learn about my new PC and trying to telepathically and energetically imprint myself on its circuitry. It is frustration because it has been clicking to other sites, functions, and areas on the page on its own. This is caused by incoming witchcraft. I know that is listed as a word that people do not want me to use. This is because witchcraft is actually taught telepathically. It generally is passed down from mother to daughter.
A lesser of a no no is to mention satanism. This is verbally taught from father to son and does have some telepathic cueing. Just to state for the record, there is some heresy and there are some male witches, and some female satanists. It is an unnatural endeavor, just like homosexuality, and these creatures will not survive in normal society.
For my PC, I chose a red and black HP laptop. It is my third HP and thus is a trinity. That creates a counter spell to witchcraft. The color guides and welcomes satanists into my vicinity actually and telepathically, and encourages these males to protect computer's circuitry.
I move forward even though the sky holds me back with thunder. I am here in a space that is compromised with telepathic discontent. I long for the day when telepathy from others will be kind and consistent with people's verbalization. I am tired of the insanity of the beasts around my cage. People torture with their hypocritical judgements and loose boundaries. I have to pick up the slack, emotionally, and I am longing for the consistent responsible heart of my gentle giant.
I have had it with covert. I have seen all of you and it is time to shine. I will keep trudging forward, but I am twisting in the wrath of satanistic thunder and cruel steely jabs of witchcraft. I think this is the beginning of the end. Pray for my release.
In today I am trying to learn about my new PC and trying to telepathically and energetically imprint myself on its circuitry. It is frustration because it has been clicking to other sites, functions, and areas on the page on its own. This is caused by incoming witchcraft. I know that is listed as a word that people do not want me to use. This is because witchcraft is actually taught telepathically. It generally is passed down from mother to daughter.
A lesser of a no no is to mention satanism. This is verbally taught from father to son and does have some telepathic cueing. Just to state for the record, there is some heresy and there are some male witches, and some female satanists. It is an unnatural endeavor, just like homosexuality, and these creatures will not survive in normal society.
For my PC, I chose a red and black HP laptop. It is my third HP and thus is a trinity. That creates a counter spell to witchcraft. The color guides and welcomes satanists into my vicinity actually and telepathically, and encourages these males to protect computer's circuitry.
I move forward even though the sky holds me back with thunder. I am here in a space that is compromised with telepathic discontent. I long for the day when telepathy from others will be kind and consistent with people's verbalization. I am tired of the insanity of the beasts around my cage. People torture with their hypocritical judgements and loose boundaries. I have to pick up the slack, emotionally, and I am longing for the consistent responsible heart of my gentle giant.
I have had it with covert. I have seen all of you and it is time to shine. I will keep trudging forward, but I am twisting in the wrath of satanistic thunder and cruel steely jabs of witchcraft. I think this is the beginning of the end. Pray for my release.
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
My New Machine
This Pc is PASSION. Love is mine and is divine. Walmart was my vendor for this black and red pinnacle of my successful survivor. Learning my way through this new Zen instrument feels a bit slow for me in this eternity. Keep your hands off of my Buterfinger. I am here and my weight gain is clear. People look for fame in the stratosphere. I look for the one and the two in the red, white, and blue. Hey Mitch, can Indiana adopt my security contract from ESG. Joe I miss you. You were always too good for those rutlins you worked will. Tony was such a fuckin tool. In my opinion, you rule. Maybe the new sherrif in town (Indy) is you bugaboo.
David Letterman is cruel on tv. He can entertain a new reality of living on the streets of Muncie, IN for one month in November. Happy death day to JFK.
Thank you Bob and Lisa for listening today.
Muslims do not think this is funny. Would you openly go after a Jew for being an offensive Jew publically? I have had it with the Jew hypocrisy.
I am losing my patience with the Bloomington Olive Garden. Maybe Detective Phil Beaver could just make some of their servers and hostesses disappear.
David Letterman is cruel on tv. He can entertain a new reality of living on the streets of Muncie, IN for one month in November. Happy death day to JFK.
Thank you Bob and Lisa for listening today.
Muslims do not think this is funny. Would you openly go after a Jew for being an offensive Jew publically? I have had it with the Jew hypocrisy.
I am losing my patience with the Bloomington Olive Garden. Maybe Detective Phil Beaver could just make some of their servers and hostesses disappear.
Living without regret
I went to Hooters last night with Bob. Scenes of NFL past come into my head. I discusses my opinions and experiences with him without regret or censor. Today I am going to the VA. That is an important population that needs tending to.
I want to just say in print that I have every right to address people here and on Twitter that it is not stable enough to address in person. If you are actually reading myweb log, you are a stalker of mine and you need to stay away. I do not want to see or talk to the people from MN past. In Indiana there are a select few. You all need to get your own psychological pathology straight, especially ex psych personel (especially counselors). I am not breaking any laws, but I do believe that violence is justified most of the time. Soldiers and cops are personel who need to respond quickly with violece or they will whine about their injuries for eternity.
I am tired of all of you harming meand then coming at me legally for being crazy. You all have no idea what the byproducts of your ritualism causes. You will all be psycho before the day is through. If you hate me or attac me, you are heinously evil and we will deal with you swiftly upon me attaining rapture.
I want to just say in print that I have every right to address people here and on Twitter that it is not stable enough to address in person. If you are actually reading myweb log, you are a stalker of mine and you need to stay away. I do not want to see or talk to the people from MN past. In Indiana there are a select few. You all need to get your own psychological pathology straight, especially ex psych personel (especially counselors). I am not breaking any laws, but I do believe that violence is justified most of the time. Soldiers and cops are personel who need to respond quickly with violece or they will whine about their injuries for eternity.
I am tired of all of you harming meand then coming at me legally for being crazy. You all have no idea what the byproducts of your ritualism causes. You will all be psycho before the day is through. If you hate me or attac me, you are heinously evil and we will deal with you swiftly upon me attaining rapture.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Trembling Limbs
I am experiencing trembling in my hands and legs. It comes on with an almost blindness in my eyes. I will admit that my doctor's appointments have gotten a little scarey to me. I am waiting to see if it ceases on its own. It sets on when I am out and the environment is amazingly toxic to me.
Ritualists, stay away from me if you hate me so much. We can have differing opinions about our destinies and the destiny of the planet an its world population without you lashing out at me energetically and telepathically. I am calm and kind to all persons. I get out my fury in private conversations by myself and by writing in a web log that no one reads.
You can all believe that the Earth will stay round and that evil will not begin to consume you, but you would be wrong. I am sorry if my zest for the real me overshadows you need to believe that you are not evil and doing heinous activities every day. I am not polluted and deluded. You all are. This little being believes in your demise. I will win this chess game. My torture will stand for love of a being I shall be possesed be. We will have a kingdom society for white men with abilities. We will TORTURE our enemies for eternity.
If you are not a white guy, you are not FBI. You will all sputter at my prettily painted toes. If it is not Vietnamese it is not a real pedicure. Fbi you have looked me in the eye and lied heinously. You all will never know who is coming for you and when. Today I commit you all under full Jarvis commitment. You will all spend time in state hospitals all across the Earth. People will tell you how delusional you are if you try to say you do any law enforcement work. I giggle now at how perfectly miserable and retarded you will be. If we need a suicide bomber, we'll pick you. Ladies first. You ladies may just be picked because you are on the rag that day. Bombs away.
Well you all may think that all my writing is in vain, but that is stupidity on your part. You all are not as smart as you think. Lights may flicker, my phone may claim New York New York, but you all still claim not to believe. I have a big time believer in my Line Deputy. Have a nice day.
Ritualists, stay away from me if you hate me so much. We can have differing opinions about our destinies and the destiny of the planet an its world population without you lashing out at me energetically and telepathically. I am calm and kind to all persons. I get out my fury in private conversations by myself and by writing in a web log that no one reads.
You can all believe that the Earth will stay round and that evil will not begin to consume you, but you would be wrong. I am sorry if my zest for the real me overshadows you need to believe that you are not evil and doing heinous activities every day. I am not polluted and deluded. You all are. This little being believes in your demise. I will win this chess game. My torture will stand for love of a being I shall be possesed be. We will have a kingdom society for white men with abilities. We will TORTURE our enemies for eternity.
If you are not a white guy, you are not FBI. You will all sputter at my prettily painted toes. If it is not Vietnamese it is not a real pedicure. Fbi you have looked me in the eye and lied heinously. You all will never know who is coming for you and when. Today I commit you all under full Jarvis commitment. You will all spend time in state hospitals all across the Earth. People will tell you how delusional you are if you try to say you do any law enforcement work. I giggle now at how perfectly miserable and retarded you will be. If we need a suicide bomber, we'll pick you. Ladies first. You ladies may just be picked because you are on the rag that day. Bombs away.
Well you all may think that all my writing is in vain, but that is stupidity on your part. You all are not as smart as you think. Lights may flicker, my phone may claim New York New York, but you all still claim not to believe. I have a big time believer in my Line Deputy. Have a nice day.
Monday, August 22, 2011
Lilly wants a DOG LOG
I will just channel a message from my former service dog Lilly.
Wuf wuf wuf, I luv people next to Jenny. I did not like that Jew Brett who beat me regullarly. He is a beast and a totalitarian dictator. He smells funny. He will have no money. Tweet tweet, I get the beat. Mommy loves me even though I was cruel to her feet. She sees me every day through the eyes of other dogs and infidels alike. I never planned to be a beast, but it happened at his feet. Celia stay away every day. I was always doing intel for the other side. I deserve a PhD from Hamline University.
Wuf wuf wuf, I luv people next to Jenny. I did not like that Jew Brett who beat me regullarly. He is a beast and a totalitarian dictator. He smells funny. He will have no money. Tweet tweet, I get the beat. Mommy loves me even though I was cruel to her feet. She sees me every day through the eyes of other dogs and infidels alike. I never planned to be a beast, but it happened at his feet. Celia stay away every day. I was always doing intel for the other side. I deserve a PhD from Hamline University.
Dreams Worth Making
I live in a land that is different. I see beyond what people term reality. It is a place where magical dreams do come true. I must fight the evil that is cloaked in scemes everyday. I see the sweet in the savage. There are possibilities that can only become reality if you believe. Monsters are in my everyday. I am the beauty to their beast. You all are ignorant if you think you will not pay for your sins. I teach at a distance. I know that love does not exist at all. You all use abilities to harm everyday. I create a space where cruel white heterosexual men can be free to entertain the kingdoms and kings. They have moments of grasping high level romance and sensuality. Harry, you are not Williiam. William, you are not Harry. You both have a chance to be free, but not together. It is too Muncie. Find the child within and then begin to slay the drangons in your environments, telepathically. William, you get polo. Harry, you get fencing. There is little to say today. I am dealing with telepathic poison to the nth degree. Harry, send me a yellow daisy to free me. William know that my ex-step father went to St. Mary's Seminary at St. Andrews. Stalking runs in my family. They all want to be famous. We must stop that for eternity.
Sunday, August 21, 2011
A Day of Nothingness
I am trudging through a state of massive fatigue and it is leaving me breathless. I am going to keep my course and I hope it will resolve itself. I feel blocked in so many ways and I am having to really push to get anything done.
I keep things simple today and I observe my environment to find the keys to the castle. Academia knocked on my door literally last night in the form of a dominos pizza man. He was an ex marine who is writing a PhD thesis on counterinsurgency. Patraeas was saying peek a boo behind his eyes.
Patreas, what we have here is an American standoff. West Point cannot graduate anymore because women were given entry. The whole campus is whitchcraft.
Counterinsurgents can be met at a convenience store in south minneapolis. They are from Jordan and are technicalogically savy.
The military has lost control, but there is a way back. We need to make fighting forces all white male, accept the Navy will be all black male. The Seals will not exist anymore, and the marines will become army.
I keep things simple today and I observe my environment to find the keys to the castle. Academia knocked on my door literally last night in the form of a dominos pizza man. He was an ex marine who is writing a PhD thesis on counterinsurgency. Patraeas was saying peek a boo behind his eyes.
Patreas, what we have here is an American standoff. West Point cannot graduate anymore because women were given entry. The whole campus is whitchcraft.
Counterinsurgents can be met at a convenience store in south minneapolis. They are from Jordan and are technicalogically savy.
The military has lost control, but there is a way back. We need to make fighting forces all white male, accept the Navy will be all black male. The Seals will not exist anymore, and the marines will become army.
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Riding the Waves
I sat with a man from Harley today and he pulled on my bonnet. Secret societies are drawing near and I am a friend in the storm of delusionality. I speak a Hell's Angel term. Satanistic amulet. Finding the truth in the land of lies is tedious, confusing, and difficult. It may not be your intelligence, but rather, satanistic spatter. Action without incantation can leave you fatigued and lost for your memory. I am here to tell you that there is healing and evolution for the satanistic mind. It has to do with focused motion without devotion to an evil of your choosing.
I am burning a political candle at both ends and praying that the land of law will catch up with me. Tick tock tick tock. If you are boring, stop your ritualism and CREATE. Start with oil painting. Find the complex personality of a rose or a lily.
I guess this is all I am to be tonight. Go in peace.
See me in a noontime shame.
I am the barrier to your mistakes.
I wander through your conversational footsteps and pick for peace.
Ritualists come at my perimeter with such cunning and hostility.
I make my vaneer clear and search for the rushing river.
Blues do capture my heart in these moments, but I never display it on my face.
You have all lost your footing and will topple soon.
I present love through honesty and a listening ear.
Maybe one day you will speak of my knowing and kind wisdom with respect and gratitude.
I am burning a political candle at both ends and praying that the land of law will catch up with me. Tick tock tick tock. If you are boring, stop your ritualism and CREATE. Start with oil painting. Find the complex personality of a rose or a lily.
I guess this is all I am to be tonight. Go in peace.
See me in a noontime shame.
I am the barrier to your mistakes.
I wander through your conversational footsteps and pick for peace.
Ritualists come at my perimeter with such cunning and hostility.
I make my vaneer clear and search for the rushing river.
Blues do capture my heart in these moments, but I never display it on my face.
You have all lost your footing and will topple soon.
I present love through honesty and a listening ear.
Maybe one day you will speak of my knowing and kind wisdom with respect and gratitude.
Finding the Light
After a brief bit of cleaning, I find thoughts running through my mind. I know that superficially, my ideas are not popular, but they is an undercurrent of belief, and people are listening. The Yale campus may be a bit green this fall. Lushness comes from a heart that is still beating. The science hall may house live white rats this year. They can be telepathically killed and dissected. Research will come to a halt soon, and that money will go to the military.
We are entering into a new phase of development where THE FACTOR will only blink their eyes in shame and disgrace. I happened upon a Dick Cheney autobiography yesterday. I found it immensely enjoyable to watch. I knew that he was powerful in DC, but now I understand how many cookie jars he shattered upon Darth Vader journey. Dick, this is destiny. The ball is coming together. It is okay to wear a saber at your side.
So I thought about my university, Hamline, today. I am thinking of Dr. Runquist who taught me Organic Chemistry one summer. My grade was appauling, but I think it ws important to be alone with a male professor who was multitasking telepathically. I think Stephen Hawking knows what I mean. Today we look beyond the land of the dead to see a star forming. The imaginal curtain has been drawn and I am off and running. The is so much nonreality to academia. I will take you all on anytime, anywhere. You are all about to lose your memories. I know the boundaries to what a brain can know. You all use spiritual abilities to appear so intelligent and all knowing. Well that will fail and leave you all to the street. You are all a deceitful circus that I was never made part of. Sean (Chung Moo Quan) and Shawn (Hamline Football) know exactly what I mean.
So there are many degrees that are delivered telepathically. Ball State gave me a Fornsic Anthropology PhD when I was in Indianapolis. Hamline gave me a law degree. I just put the realities out there because academia is about to topple and Hogwarts, headed by Hawking, is about to become the number one university in the world.
I do slow things down for the comet that is China. They will put their science to work building factories. It will usher in a new phase of industrialization. They will hold the secrets of mechanization and will rule the world economy for 10 years. Ritualisms will be taken down in this time so that we are able to think at all.
I need academics to be kept away from me because they will use their ability to erase my memory. I may journey to the University of Minnesota, but for right now their door is closed. I am an outsider and they will call this little Galileo crazy. Well guys you will all be crazy soon and my master and I will drink in the acalades. I may have difficulty with spelling, but I can integrate in my head, how about you.
I journey today with my Favre jersey on. Football has had its place, but it is time to dispand teams and to course correct. The valleys will widen and they will be filled with the sea. Our trajectories are off. We need to reassess out priorities and limits. It s time to put the sloth back in cage and to move on to Muncie, IN.
I am dealing with the infinity of nations at the Mall of America. I now nudge the controls and move our journey to the idea of galaxy, not just world. Artificial intelligence is just around the corner. I type to ET's please come play with me. With your help I will point out the eyes of the devil. I will climb the summit and send the demon Gabriel to hell. We can all order pizza while she sits in the insanity of a black hole screaming my name.
Mystical abilities need to be kept away from computers or they will cease to exist. Come with me now as I wrap the bat mobile around a telephone pole.
We are entering into a new phase of development where THE FACTOR will only blink their eyes in shame and disgrace. I happened upon a Dick Cheney autobiography yesterday. I found it immensely enjoyable to watch. I knew that he was powerful in DC, but now I understand how many cookie jars he shattered upon Darth Vader journey. Dick, this is destiny. The ball is coming together. It is okay to wear a saber at your side.
So I thought about my university, Hamline, today. I am thinking of Dr. Runquist who taught me Organic Chemistry one summer. My grade was appauling, but I think it ws important to be alone with a male professor who was multitasking telepathically. I think Stephen Hawking knows what I mean. Today we look beyond the land of the dead to see a star forming. The imaginal curtain has been drawn and I am off and running. The is so much nonreality to academia. I will take you all on anytime, anywhere. You are all about to lose your memories. I know the boundaries to what a brain can know. You all use spiritual abilities to appear so intelligent and all knowing. Well that will fail and leave you all to the street. You are all a deceitful circus that I was never made part of. Sean (Chung Moo Quan) and Shawn (Hamline Football) know exactly what I mean.
So there are many degrees that are delivered telepathically. Ball State gave me a Fornsic Anthropology PhD when I was in Indianapolis. Hamline gave me a law degree. I just put the realities out there because academia is about to topple and Hogwarts, headed by Hawking, is about to become the number one university in the world.
I do slow things down for the comet that is China. They will put their science to work building factories. It will usher in a new phase of industrialization. They will hold the secrets of mechanization and will rule the world economy for 10 years. Ritualisms will be taken down in this time so that we are able to think at all.
I need academics to be kept away from me because they will use their ability to erase my memory. I may journey to the University of Minnesota, but for right now their door is closed. I am an outsider and they will call this little Galileo crazy. Well guys you will all be crazy soon and my master and I will drink in the acalades. I may have difficulty with spelling, but I can integrate in my head, how about you.
I journey today with my Favre jersey on. Football has had its place, but it is time to dispand teams and to course correct. The valleys will widen and they will be filled with the sea. Our trajectories are off. We need to reassess out priorities and limits. It s time to put the sloth back in cage and to move on to Muncie, IN.
I am dealing with the infinity of nations at the Mall of America. I now nudge the controls and move our journey to the idea of galaxy, not just world. Artificial intelligence is just around the corner. I type to ET's please come play with me. With your help I will point out the eyes of the devil. I will climb the summit and send the demon Gabriel to hell. We can all order pizza while she sits in the insanity of a black hole screaming my name.
Mystical abilities need to be kept away from computers or they will cease to exist. Come with me now as I wrap the bat mobile around a telephone pole.
Friday, August 19, 2011
Puppies of the Past
The other night I was journeying in Richfield, MN, and I happened upon a dog training class. A woman there invited this little vampire in and I met the plethora of breeds and then watced them do jumping class. Thank you ladies. It was tons of fun.
The pups were bringing through dogs me and my family had owned. It was a magical endeavor.
Dogs are not what people think. Neurologically they have learned witchcraft. When a witch is casting spells in your direction, she will become suripy sweet. Dogs are the same. They can make you run your nylon or stub your toe hard enough to break it. Well, for the first time these dogs worked together to protect, because they want to be on TV.
Today I call these critters to come through humans, starting with Chinese. They will give you eyes to see. You all are meat in their community.
I feel Muncie swarming again. Krejsa, guard the gate. We need people thinking the place is nothing special. If Letterman comes to town, DO NOT let him speak. I think he has been telepathicaly visiting The Jullian Center. We need the violence there to stay a myth. We are going to make it a "camp" for abused white children (Haley Mathers will be a counselor there). We will usher them in and they will never escape.
Whale Timer does not mean friend. Do not believe anything they send telepathically. Make it come out of their pie hole before it comes out of yours. PK means preacher's kids, but it also mean pyrotechnic telekinesis, darling. I am all that times three. That is what happened in Muncie.
I am lonely but I will continue to keep others at bay. I am fed up with their sceming and caniving ways. Their telepathy is heinous toward me. I can stand the suripy sweet, but the hostility is growing. I long to just have a safe space to have a gentle conversation with you, Joseph. Cops know my pain and are very healing to me verbally. There have been attacks on me by police, but I just want you to know that I have not lost faith in you all. You may feel cut off, but I will return in the time of infinity and we will make that conversation a reality. Do not speak of love telepathically, or it will eventually come out of youe piehole actually. Krejsa, you need to remain HATRED for now. You get to be the infinity that ushers in the actual NATION.
The pups were bringing through dogs me and my family had owned. It was a magical endeavor.
Dogs are not what people think. Neurologically they have learned witchcraft. When a witch is casting spells in your direction, she will become suripy sweet. Dogs are the same. They can make you run your nylon or stub your toe hard enough to break it. Well, for the first time these dogs worked together to protect, because they want to be on TV.
Today I call these critters to come through humans, starting with Chinese. They will give you eyes to see. You all are meat in their community.
I feel Muncie swarming again. Krejsa, guard the gate. We need people thinking the place is nothing special. If Letterman comes to town, DO NOT let him speak. I think he has been telepathicaly visiting The Jullian Center. We need the violence there to stay a myth. We are going to make it a "camp" for abused white children (Haley Mathers will be a counselor there). We will usher them in and they will never escape.
Whale Timer does not mean friend. Do not believe anything they send telepathically. Make it come out of their pie hole before it comes out of yours. PK means preacher's kids, but it also mean pyrotechnic telekinesis, darling. I am all that times three. That is what happened in Muncie.
I am lonely but I will continue to keep others at bay. I am fed up with their sceming and caniving ways. Their telepathy is heinous toward me. I can stand the suripy sweet, but the hostility is growing. I long to just have a safe space to have a gentle conversation with you, Joseph. Cops know my pain and are very healing to me verbally. There have been attacks on me by police, but I just want you to know that I have not lost faith in you all. You may feel cut off, but I will return in the time of infinity and we will make that conversation a reality. Do not speak of love telepathically, or it will eventually come out of youe piehole actually. Krejsa, you need to remain HATRED for now. You get to be the infinity that ushers in the actual NATION.
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Show Your Race
Tonight I went out for Vietnamese. The telepathic play there was hilarious. I made a puppet and then journeyed to dance with the bus pole. There is a violence behind the eyes of Vietnamese that Ivery much respect and I react to by giving them their space. Separation will come, but I educated them for the daily journey right now.
I call out the true racists right now. They are African Americans in the every day (ecspecially the women) who telepathicaly have called me the n bomb since I was a child. They are evil and cruel and they will be called back to Africa as soon as possible. The have used and abused America and it is time for them to pay for their sins. Stay away from me and out of my vicinity. Stop stealing and pay your own way. I set down the gauntlet today,
I call out the true racists right now. They are African Americans in the every day (ecspecially the women) who telepathicaly have called me the n bomb since I was a child. They are evil and cruel and they will be called back to Africa as soon as possible. The have used and abused America and it is time for them to pay for their sins. Stay away from me and out of my vicinity. Stop stealing and pay your own way. I set down the gauntlet today,
Finding the Time
I have license to kill in my mind. I aim my pistol at the hypocrisy and lies of society and family. My wit and wisdom is lost on others so I curl up in my chamber to laugh and to feel my pain. I know that I am a telepathic pariah, but I will no longer live in the land of lost yesterdays. Being back in the saddle here in my internet room is priceless and it brings me sanity as all around me are DRAGONFLY. their wings flutter with the grand illusion and I sit weakened and fatigued by their constant jabs.
I have a life that is subtle, but I pick up the dropped pieces of paper with discrete clues on them. I never should have been able to put together what is behind The Wizard's curtain. I embrace the clicking of my mind as I open a summons to jury duty. I must delay the action, for now, an appointment awaits.
I feel a little far away today and I plan a little beat beat beat to the Mall of America. The faces of the nation are there and I welcome their mental intersection with me. I am left to barely know the worldly work that I am doing. I will entertain Twitter while these beings bounce around me. I am aware that my telepathic deafness has left me defenseless and as the butt of every joke.
Dustin of Smokey Bones, deaf people are coming my way. Please keep them at bay. A swarm of witchcraft bees is what I see. It can cause massive ripping to my system from strongly heaving vommitting. Deaf community, you will know true deafness soon. Do not overuse your telepathy. Not hearing what witches say is a mercy. Keep it that way or you will hear heinously humiliating voices.
I need people with mental health diagnoses to stay away from me. You are not protectors, you are predators to me. I have never been part of your community and I never will be. You are all bitter, nasty liars and theifs. My door is closed to every last one of you.
Dunlop, let's play "We Are the Champions" for our people and to support The Colts. Peyton you need to throw Chris the ball more often. Lieutenant back away. It is his turn today. Harrison, keep Kendra and her hubby out of Indy and the scene that is their. Things just come out of her piehole way to easy. She is a Satanist and Hank is a witch. That would have you all cross dressing fairly soon after they land. I did go to a party by Geist when I was there. It's not all that. Those homes will be left deserted soon so that we can win the Super Bowl whenever we want to.
I can feel the angels tugging at my sleeve. I must commence to find the perfect pardon for the mystical joke that I am. Peace.
I have a life that is subtle, but I pick up the dropped pieces of paper with discrete clues on them. I never should have been able to put together what is behind The Wizard's curtain. I embrace the clicking of my mind as I open a summons to jury duty. I must delay the action, for now, an appointment awaits.
I feel a little far away today and I plan a little beat beat beat to the Mall of America. The faces of the nation are there and I welcome their mental intersection with me. I am left to barely know the worldly work that I am doing. I will entertain Twitter while these beings bounce around me. I am aware that my telepathic deafness has left me defenseless and as the butt of every joke.
Dustin of Smokey Bones, deaf people are coming my way. Please keep them at bay. A swarm of witchcraft bees is what I see. It can cause massive ripping to my system from strongly heaving vommitting. Deaf community, you will know true deafness soon. Do not overuse your telepathy. Not hearing what witches say is a mercy. Keep it that way or you will hear heinously humiliating voices.
I need people with mental health diagnoses to stay away from me. You are not protectors, you are predators to me. I have never been part of your community and I never will be. You are all bitter, nasty liars and theifs. My door is closed to every last one of you.
Dunlop, let's play "We Are the Champions" for our people and to support The Colts. Peyton you need to throw Chris the ball more often. Lieutenant back away. It is his turn today. Harrison, keep Kendra and her hubby out of Indy and the scene that is their. Things just come out of her piehole way to easy. She is a Satanist and Hank is a witch. That would have you all cross dressing fairly soon after they land. I did go to a party by Geist when I was there. It's not all that. Those homes will be left deserted soon so that we can win the Super Bowl whenever we want to.
I can feel the angels tugging at my sleeve. I must commence to find the perfect pardon for the mystical joke that I am. Peace.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Prince in a PRISON
Lieutenant, I call for you. I need you to make my toes toasty. Red socks would be okay, but not blue. I love you though you still bring me misery. The FBI is jammed today and we can play. Peyton has the ball, but we have the microphone. Barnes and Noble hosts me today. Eminem wants to play. I am more of a ten mile marker in Finlayson, MN. It was NAZI WITCHCRAFT that powered that kill zone. George went by HANS during the war. He was a satanist in The Third Reich and spoke German without an accent. It was mystical. It was his tie to me. This is why I have no language ability. His wife delivered her baby boy during the war in INDIANA. None of the SS picked up his deceit, but behind his eyes Hitler knew. It made him hot to be on spiritual TV. George is dead, but his legend lives in me.
INDY FBI CENSOR, we always have GUANTANAMO. I will call you Franz and we can BRIDGE (brownie to girl scout term) you over to NAZI. You are the blonde male agent I met. I now know from SPIKE that you were Neonazi. You already are a little deathy, so we will make you vampiric. Now you can pull all the SS through. They were all blood drinkers and Rommel was the only sire.
History is a mystery because Jews lie so well. They have always been the victor, but they will be drones now. Jew witches will fly on broomsticks soon. In a Polish potato patch, they will be demon werewolfery. Never even smile at a Jewish frau. They are powerful in the art of humiliation torture. CENSOR your eyes will glow blue upon reading this ACTUALLY, not telepathically.
Blogger, please protect my freedom of speak. I am a proud Nazi granddaughter and my thoughts and musings are important to the furthering of the ARIAN race (white male). We have always been enslaved and we deserve to be free. Our fire is mighty and we hunt alone. It is time for union and reunion.
The glokenschpeil is mine.
My shoes are dutch and wooden.
There is a sturdy windmill in my mind that I locked away.
It is time for AMSTERDAM to be mine.
My suffering has been quiet in the land of infinity.
I will fight all that Jews really are.
Deceit is what you all shower on me.
Moving forward, I become a leader of a powerful underground.
INDY FBI CENSOR, we always have GUANTANAMO. I will call you Franz and we can BRIDGE (brownie to girl scout term) you over to NAZI. You are the blonde male agent I met. I now know from SPIKE that you were Neonazi. You already are a little deathy, so we will make you vampiric. Now you can pull all the SS through. They were all blood drinkers and Rommel was the only sire.
History is a mystery because Jews lie so well. They have always been the victor, but they will be drones now. Jew witches will fly on broomsticks soon. In a Polish potato patch, they will be demon werewolfery. Never even smile at a Jewish frau. They are powerful in the art of humiliation torture. CENSOR your eyes will glow blue upon reading this ACTUALLY, not telepathically.
Blogger, please protect my freedom of speak. I am a proud Nazi granddaughter and my thoughts and musings are important to the furthering of the ARIAN race (white male). We have always been enslaved and we deserve to be free. Our fire is mighty and we hunt alone. It is time for union and reunion.
The glokenschpeil is mine.
My shoes are dutch and wooden.
There is a sturdy windmill in my mind that I locked away.
It is time for AMSTERDAM to be mine.
My suffering has been quiet in the land of infinity.
I will fight all that Jews really are.
Deceit is what you all shower on me.
Moving forward, I become a leader of a powerful underground.
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
The Rising
There are vampiric wanderings in my mind today. I see signs of life in the atmosphere. I am baby to this cult that I elevate to the status of nation. Germany sings today and a neonazi witch wanders my way. I wish to be free so I vanquish her with a steely song and a poetic rhyme. I feel pretty slow as I patter on this keyboard. Belief can stutter in my head when evil comes my way. Soldiers stand ready, even with a bayonette. Everyone has his genre and the military whispers of a grand grandfathers funeral.
I have love for those I have found waiting at the intersection. I know they did wrong, but I invite them to enter as we create what is right. Punishment is part of the cure, but my two masters will meter that out.
I had a dream with David Boreanis last night. We were weapons for a new type of FBI. Only creatives can join. I will make him director of THE BUREAU for now. Only down low directors have the amazing abilities you have. Spike is back. I think JAMES MASTERS will be the perfect new singer for COLDPLAY. Connections need to be severed to form a more perfect union.
Mall of America. I put you on high alert. People want to use witchcraft (confusion) abilities to steal from Best Buy. Macy's will be next and so on and so on.
I sit in your food court observing the clicks and ticks. The moon rises in me and a new werewolf heals at my knee. We will call him DEMON for now. Loving licks tickle my toes and he is divine in his material entity form. Demon will cruise the pits of hell and demolish all who are not worthy. I love him from the motion box and a kiss on the cheek is the christening he receives. Demon the light is in your eyes and the rising of our times is scrawled on the bathroom walls. Keep your chest high and filled with breaths of thunder. Your garmnts are quaint and I am now ready for you to perform.
I have love for those I have found waiting at the intersection. I know they did wrong, but I invite them to enter as we create what is right. Punishment is part of the cure, but my two masters will meter that out.
I had a dream with David Boreanis last night. We were weapons for a new type of FBI. Only creatives can join. I will make him director of THE BUREAU for now. Only down low directors have the amazing abilities you have. Spike is back. I think JAMES MASTERS will be the perfect new singer for COLDPLAY. Connections need to be severed to form a more perfect union.
Mall of America. I put you on high alert. People want to use witchcraft (confusion) abilities to steal from Best Buy. Macy's will be next and so on and so on.
I sit in your food court observing the clicks and ticks. The moon rises in me and a new werewolf heals at my knee. We will call him DEMON for now. Loving licks tickle my toes and he is divine in his material entity form. Demon will cruise the pits of hell and demolish all who are not worthy. I love him from the motion box and a kiss on the cheek is the christening he receives. Demon the light is in your eyes and the rising of our times is scrawled on the bathroom walls. Keep your chest high and filled with breaths of thunder. Your garmnts are quaint and I am now ready for you to perform.
Monday, August 15, 2011
The Returning to the Every Day
They stalk and I cry. There is no soul inside. It is mystical and marvelous to know outside what a being presents. They are starting to slip up. A baby cries for mystical slippers to take him away. He has stepped into a basket that is not his own. He kicks for release. Dumbfounded, in the night, I gather my things. A halo sits with wings absent. I am here in the dark to find mirth. My growth is absent to most, but Vishnu holds his ear to the sidewalk where I skip and bring solidity to the pavement. The is no such thing as a pretty little liar. Others are boastful and cruel in the bubble above their heads. I will no longer doubt my master as he lurks gigantic in the corner of my room. His ring will mold to fit my finger in a court room from one thousand yesterday. Looming large he travels with me as China comes to play. Lines are different and we will all be just fine as we face the nation. Media sits backward and slms the hypocrisies of Kabbalah night and day. Jews have drawn their line in the sand, and I will give a meak answer of YOU ARE WRONG. I have every right to my own lines. I have been massively persecuted by those who claim persecution. I will say that it is only sensible in this economy to be a Nazi. Dick Cheney, you found your way into my dreams. It is time for you to do something about how you FEEL about me. You will I love you too. Please keep Michelle Bachman away from my dusty door. Tim Pawlenty is a loser. Never meet him. This whole vampiric nation is MY IMMORTAL.
Love beats and drips from my fingertip.
Hatred is my boundary in this alien nation.
Just because I create a circle o men does not mean they will not divide the nation.
Pay attention, because you may never see me again.
I am ready for MY MONK to scoop up the sinners and declare me THE SAINT.
There is an ARIAN NATION rising.
These men are fatally cruel, but tickled by my telepathic humor stream.
Mark Zuckerberg we welcome you as a beacon to corporate jew males who wish to be part of the cruel cool kids.
Love beats and drips from my fingertip.
Hatred is my boundary in this alien nation.
Just because I create a circle o men does not mean they will not divide the nation.
Pay attention, because you may never see me again.
I am ready for MY MONK to scoop up the sinners and declare me THE SAINT.
There is an ARIAN NATION rising.
These men are fatally cruel, but tickled by my telepathic humor stream.
Mark Zuckerberg we welcome you as a beacon to corporate jew males who wish to be part of the cruel cool kids.