I know what people think of me, don't care, and, am not intirely certian that i'm supposed to eather. If that makes me a good person, or, a common little peice of black-trash, whoCares. That has been my attitude all my life, and, i hardly expect anything to change; with this grate advancement of years_passed on my back. I do however have feelings; that if it just happens the ownly One i am ever lickly feel obliged to answer to is theEntity some folks call, God, be i His lowly-subject, i will allow mySelf to be abused_not by any man, no less than i expect, He, would intend for you!
Be that as-it-may, those feelings i mention, are more of an empthy i have_for other people. Some may even call it my-fault; though we know what kind of people they are; that hardly anymore need be said of them. Subsequently, anybody who thinks being me, is an easy thing, it could be because they don't know the constant pain i experience_in every waking-moment of my life; which allows me simply to be me, but, feels pratically like a spear_jabbing me in my side_lioke 'they' did to, ChristJesus, perhaps even in another life-time..?
For the last 24-36 hours, i have been a blithering, blubbering-mess! With the un-timely, but, perhaps somewhat eventuall expectation of, Dear Whitney Houston's, departure from us, and, although surely another, Innocent-Angel, sings_now in Heaven, i have not been able to tweet, type, or, speak her name; without breaking-down in a flood of tears. Need i therefore even mention what i was going through, all those years ago_mostly in the beginning, but, pritty constantly still_ever since, when it has been,or, was realized, George Walker Bush, used me to start a fucking war upon the peoples of an innocent nation, and, Soldiers, Infantry etc. were showing-up in bodybags, on both sides of this travisity.
That is a chapter of my life, that when you get right down to it, i am not terrabilly proud of. From my perspective, it is almost as-if: perhaps i didn't try so hard to get, Oprah Winfrey, to face-up to the fact that i had been riped-off_in the creation of her shitty little magazine, i would have never eventually sent a letter to (Dubya) and he wouldn't have been able to use that infraction, ie Oprah's plygurisum of me against the Television-industry & Mass-media outlets; where`by he would 'blackmail'these instutions into allowing him to carry-out his evil intentions. And perhaps the, little-FucK, wouldn't have been able to use my name, or the name of the person surely he knew i was destined to become_in the eyes of the world, Jesus Christ, to do it; had i just not been so thirsty to claim the Rightfull-recognition that was mine_for the creation and launching of "O-Magazine". But then i ask myself, and what it is that saves my sanity is:
"Who are we kidding..? Evil, will always find a way to pratice it's self; be it invited to do so, or not!!"
When your actions are guided by purity, incalculable innocence, is what youGot!!
Amen
http://members.fortunecity.com/theministerofcool1
/above page has been hacked by, Oprah & Co. & Special-intrests of the-NWO
http://twitter.com/MinisterOfCool /TheMinisterOfCool & TheMinisterOfCool1. My 1st. on-line idenity{{Google-it
http://twitter.com/I_Christ /hacked & tampered with. Most followers here, but hashtags don't any work, in compliance with_you guessed-it, Oprah Winfrey & Co., Special-intrests, and unfortunately, even Twitter.
http://facebook.com/TheMinisterOfCool /fb is too-hard for me to use much/Sorry
http://twitter.com/OhMyPpl_ i don't go there much. It's a backup/AC with ordanary folks, or myPeople in it.
http://twitter.com/Jesus_Christ_II /Where i'm at these days most. This account is loaded ownly with, Hollywoods; where i follow a chosen-few_just to keep my eyes on them, and, sometimes succeed at causing them to walk the "Straight & Narrow" by, God's-command!
No need to be shy/Right..?
Peace be Upon You
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