Thursday, September 15, 2011

Healing a Prison System in a Relistic Way

I talk to Stillwater today.  You will house Lucifer soon.  Maybe tomorrow by noon.  You need to socially separate the black from the white.  All other minorities will be removed and shot.  He will be housed with the most minor white offenders.  They get to define his punishment every day.  He pummeled me with a bat from Kevin Sevick (St. Thomas) in the head every night as I comatose slept from a day where my family and former friends came my way sexually.  Does that sound like a treat for you Celia.  People are going to never touch you and barely talk to you again as you begin in Anoka.  In prison (Madison) things will be the opposite.  I told NYC, directly, about Brett.  Celia you were not even an honorable mention.

Jack and Larry you are Levinworth.  Jeff we will move you around and you will never know where you will be next.  All of you will tunnel through Jack all day and go psychopathic in your given environments.

Charles Manson will be my corporate attorney.  He can be a tunnel through meanie at all of you at the same time.  He is going to get me all of the paper money in the world.  Line Deputy will contain all of you penially and sanitariumly at the same time he will be loving me heinously anasly amazingly.  He will create an Eden just for him and me.  We can expand their and enhance our divinity.  You will all suffer every day when you know that I am blissfully happy.  You are all sick fuckers, but law enforcement is dividing and I will continue to conquer on their behalf.

Honey, kiss me.  Bring me a berry, actually.  Touch my toe and show me geometry.  I hug you and hang from your ultimate male form.  My eyes shine only for you and when you tunnel through.  See my pain and be the warm blanket I need: blissful safety.  I feel your hands around my lower back.  Don't let them attack.  Take me sexually to ectasy.  I feel you inside.  I am only yours in this place.  Lie back and I will brush your cheek.  You will always be safe in my mind.  Our telepathy is a silent rapturous thing.  We will always find my ring.  You heal me vaginally and create a cave just for you.  They manipulate you and me, but never worry because you are the KING.

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