My on-line community, Dear Lord, what can i say..? i can convince a person_physically standing in front of me, that i am not only the 'prophet' this world has been seeking_for two-thousand years, but, can even do the same-so_when confronted by one`a my Muslims! Remember, Islam says: When Christ returns, He is going to take-up the Muslim-faith, and, if there's one thing we all know about, Muslims, they take their religion very seriously. So when i tell you that it is this honoured Islamic-religion that predicted: When the Saviour returned, He would be a Muslim...Well you know them there words are of gold/Right..!
I did it today_in fact; convinced a Muslim-man/taxi driver, i am the Reincarnated Christ, within the last six blocks_of a thirteen-block shuffle! I spoke about how, Oprah & Rosie, stole their magazine-ideas from me. How i wrote to meny of the most powerful people this planet has to offer; ownly to watch them use information i gave them_to favor their own political-intrestes, television-considerations, how the- United Nations knew me, and, how, DUBYA, used that same information_to blackmail his way into war. It was like a well-rehearsed speech; though one i have to admit: i wish i never was destined to make in the world where with`in i live. As they say however:" God ownly gives one what they can handle.
To be precise, i think when it comes to my on-line community, i have befriended more Atheist's, than actual so-called Christians, and, mear months ago_i didn't know how even to spell the bloody word! Truthfully, there is something almost elating about turning an atheist towards my light. It's pratically, if not a true feeling of accomplishment_in being able to bring a person to understand that where i come from, religion, isn't really the true corner-stone_in which the Real Christ-returned, must be understood, but, instead prophesy, and, the fulfillment there`of! Christians, on the other hand, need me to remain dead, or, somewhere in Heaven; where i can forever be forgiving them of their sins! Well, fuck that bull-shit! I am going to live my life, and, from here-on hence, i'm going to live it as, Jesus Christ! And anyone who doesn't like it, can kiss my black royal-ass, because, it is royal, i know since, the church, did tell me so; before they betraied me to, George Walker Bush, so as they could recive federal-funding for the first tine in American-history!
Thursday, 30 August 2012
Saturday, 25 August 2012
Vitriol Justified
I think, Twitter, should read those letters_published on my web-page, again, if it is by any chance they have come_after all this time_to the conclusion that i should now enjoy in any way, to be fucked with! Should that somehow now be their assumption, let `us asure http://twitter.com never before have they made a greater mistake; that perhaps it's time i once more play with all of humanities fate?
But then out of the blue, and, we will remind you: once when i first went-on Twitter_they did ask just what was going-on & who was i; which had been answered to their satisfaction...well, we can hardly have them taking my photo down_from my hastaged-site, where which i post my most superiour name, JesusChrist, now_can `we!
I mean_the very impretinance!
I will hastag & say whatever i please, and, whoever doesn't like it...well then probably i will bring them to their knees. And we arn't any-longer, all that concerned if `we have to bring the whole world along_with them, just so-as they know 'who & what' their dealing with here!
I still know how to write letters, and, i still know how to influance powerfull people. Folks can just be glad i'm comfortable_right now. And, unlike my people_most`a them anyway, i have a great-life! That of-course still doesn't mean people, corporations, or anything this side of the Gods-domain_such-as, Twitter & Co., is going to be allowed in the least bit_to deminnish my ultimate-glory. My photo will stay-up, or the true vitroial-justifide_that i contain in my being_surely will have no choice but to explode upon mine enemies; that a Mid-East war, might be the least of their problems!
But then out of the blue, and, we will remind you: once when i first went-on Twitter_they did ask just what was going-on & who was i; which had been answered to their satisfaction...well, we can hardly have them taking my photo down_from my hastaged-site, where which i post my most superiour name, JesusChrist, now_can `we!
I mean_the very impretinance!
I will hastag & say whatever i please, and, whoever doesn't like it...well then probably i will bring them to their knees. And we arn't any-longer, all that concerned if `we have to bring the whole world along_with them, just so-as they know 'who & what' their dealing with here!
I still know how to write letters, and, i still know how to influance powerfull people. Folks can just be glad i'm comfortable_right now. And, unlike my people_most`a them anyway, i have a great-life! That of-course still doesn't mean people, corporations, or anything this side of the Gods-domain_such-as, Twitter & Co., is going to be allowed in the least bit_to deminnish my ultimate-glory. My photo will stay-up, or the true vitroial-justifide_that i contain in my being_surely will have no choice but to explode upon mine enemies; that a Mid-East war, might be the least of their problems!
Sunday, 19 August 2012
That's Remarkable
As soon as i get on here, i cannot understand why i'm not blogging every-day, anymore..? I used to always enjoy it_so much, and, now find myself wondering...is it because of my Twitter-experiance..? Why is it so hard to convince people_on-line, that i am the Reincarnated-christ, or, that such is the title Establishment has bestowed upon me_all those so-meny times?
Yea-Sure! Everything was done in compleat secret, away from the eyes of an inquisitive public, or, in this case_a not so inquisitive-public! But, by fuck! The former, Pope, canonized me with the Internet; that if i can't mannage to get the word out there...what in the Hell am i doing here..!!/? And it has to be me. There's got to be something wrong with me, or, perhaps my approach..?
I mean_in person, i never have any difficulity transmitting the message. Just the other day: i told the woman i'm doing this painting-contract for, where i'm about to pull-in $1350:oo, by-the-way, that the Establishment, thinks i'm, Jesus Christ. That might sound like nothing_to an idiot, but, in saying this to my employer, i put at risk my job, and my dignity; perhaps for no other reason than that i felt like talking, or, maybe more because she was asking me all these questions about where i come from, my family, if i liked to travel or go for vacations, etc... Well, goodness-gracious! I'll be dammed if we wern't half-way into our conversation_durring our car-ride into work, before she came right out with it, and declaired:"That's remarkable, and, in her opinion_i was smart." Actually, i believe she said: i was very smart", but, somehow_as usuall_when someone says that to me, i ownly ended-up feeling...very embarrassed; that i quickly changed the topic.
Like i said: There's got'a be something wrong with me/Right.
In all seriousness though, i think the worst part of my life, has to be the small-minded, jealous, little-prigs_in my last two neighbourhoods_i've lived in. There's no fucking way they don't both know, and, believe Establishment has given me this title. But all they can do is: look at me with a critical-eye; in wait_that they might catch me doing something they can consider unChristian-like, in hopes, i have to imagine_that they can say to themselves": finally there's proof i cannot be what it is i am claimed to be." Fuck-That, And Fuck-Them too, because i know your reading this, and, i don't have to like, but, ownly love you!
Yea-Sure! Everything was done in compleat secret, away from the eyes of an inquisitive public, or, in this case_a not so inquisitive-public! But, by fuck! The former, Pope, canonized me with the Internet; that if i can't mannage to get the word out there...what in the Hell am i doing here..!!/? And it has to be me. There's got to be something wrong with me, or, perhaps my approach..?
I mean_in person, i never have any difficulity transmitting the message. Just the other day: i told the woman i'm doing this painting-contract for, where i'm about to pull-in $1350:oo, by-the-way, that the Establishment, thinks i'm, Jesus Christ. That might sound like nothing_to an idiot, but, in saying this to my employer, i put at risk my job, and my dignity; perhaps for no other reason than that i felt like talking, or, maybe more because she was asking me all these questions about where i come from, my family, if i liked to travel or go for vacations, etc... Well, goodness-gracious! I'll be dammed if we wern't half-way into our conversation_durring our car-ride into work, before she came right out with it, and declaired:"That's remarkable, and, in her opinion_i was smart." Actually, i believe she said: i was very smart", but, somehow_as usuall_when someone says that to me, i ownly ended-up feeling...very embarrassed; that i quickly changed the topic.
Like i said: There's got'a be something wrong with me/Right.
In all seriousness though, i think the worst part of my life, has to be the small-minded, jealous, little-prigs_in my last two neighbourhoods_i've lived in. There's no fucking way they don't both know, and, believe Establishment has given me this title. But all they can do is: look at me with a critical-eye; in wait_that they might catch me doing something they can consider unChristian-like, in hopes, i have to imagine_that they can say to themselves": finally there's proof i cannot be what it is i am claimed to be." Fuck-That, And Fuck-Them too, because i know your reading this, and, i don't have to like, but, ownly love you!
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