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.

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