I Don't Get-Out Much

I don't get out much, but, there can be no other person on earth_who enjoys himself more_when he/i-does/do! Even now, as i apparently can only attempt to type these words_with tears of both joy & sorrow swelling up in mine eyes, me sitting in front of the window_at the key-board, trying not to allow passers/by to notice me wiping the salty-liquid from my cheaks, glasses and such, no one can be more suprized than me_that it turns-out, i am Jesus Christ/and again with the tears!blast!!LOL,Haha
 The Point is: Although i know this is all so un-real, and such a flight-of-fancy_from anything anyone else has had the great fortune to experiance in their lives...since TheOriginal, i have done it again. That's an accomplishment my people/no matter which way you look at it.
Never Mind...i was just kidding! What really burns me up, is only that the landlord hasn't arrived to collect his rent, let alone fix my kitchen-sink, install a new toilet, and, un-block my friggin pipes! I mean whats the ues of being who i am, if apparently_as all those silly Christians like to say:"If His toilet was blocked, Jesus Christ, would just wave His arms, and all would be well." Liers! That's almost as stupid as thinking:" i'm supposed to fall out`a some fucking-cloud!"
But don't worry folks, because i am out. Though kept secret from you_but a little while longer, Establishment around the world knows this Prophet is back; for i have made certian of it_in my meny letters to then, and, watched the destruction they permitted on the whole of this earth_as they tried to distance me from my Glory. Those letters are locked-up in secret-places, that even with the end of this world, Kings & Queens around the globe, will have hidden my existance away in strong-boxes; in an attempt to protect themselves from my wrarth. Trouble is:"As surely as they have consealed me, i have been protected also_as such was my plan. And on that new-day, when humanity crawls back onto the surface, after Establishment has had its way with this planet, from those same locked-up places, my name will rise again from the dust, and, evberybody will know, Jesus Christ, was here; in this time...Just as i promised!
So No...I don't get-out much, but, when i do_the whole world is my stage, and, i occupy it to the limit. Ask yourself...Would you have it any other way..?
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