Long Day

I am tired and I feel pretty ill.  I want to say hi to STREET PREACHER John.  He defended me valiantly against a violent black man across the street.  I had just defended John and he went crazy.  I guess it was just freedom of speech day in Minneapolis.  Hello to officer mcdo and officer mcdon't.  You' re lovin it like a green marine.  I will make that the official drink of the Minneapolis Police Department.  It will be avacado juice with a plop of ketchup for the blood you will shed for me.  With all the hypocrisy and violence toward be today I only cried on the inside because your partner said you were gay.  Hey Rusty do you feel the chivalry?  It is Scary Prince Harry.  So let's bend your partner over and run away.  He really deserves it today.  Maybe King John will flog him lightly.  He was in the royal line to die today.  The anger was explosive.  It was OFF WITH HIS HEAD.  I am not racist, I just can't stand to be looked at, touched, or spoken to by African American individuals.  My words and voice are my gun.  I run away from everyone until it is explosive around me.  I must defend the white community.  I'm just different.  I am creative and deconstructive. You are all one or the other.  You are thus infectable by evil.  You are all diseased.  Shame and fear will gueld you.  Be rightious for this team, and you will always be holy.  It is sensual sexualtiy in reality.  Be real men or walk away from me.  I am looking for ALMIGHTIES.  Violence within is where to begin.