Their Own Iniquity

Gosh Darnit! I really do have a problem_sucking-up to people; especially when it has anything to do with the comfirmation of my great wonderment. Okay...that's a little bit much, but, none-the-less, it would appear i have at long last the oppertunity to make peace, break bread, or whatever_in a rather public way, and, without any doubt_it could change my life dramitacally, instantly, and in a direction I have been intending for quite some time. Never mind what it is going to do, and, how those will be effected by it; when i make my statement on public-radio!

From my perspective, peopleby now, should be pleading with me to say something public, and, to be fair_I have been offered to call-in to some radio-show; from somebody I just recenttly encountered on Twitter.co. He sounds like a reasonable person, probably finds me hillarious_he said: "funny" and, like I said...he even has a show named after him: something about "Bearmanrulez" I believe. Thing is: I don't know what kind of radio-show this is, because, for a public-personality, based in New York no-less, he only has some 1647 Followers. However, if one were to count my followers in the various accounts I own, and the ones that have been suspended...well I must have three to four times that, and good-gosh, nobody even knows i exist in this comparatively tiny city of, Montreal Quebec!

I do recall sending the Dude an extra Tweet, after i heard from him the last time_a few days ago. I mean, first of all. I don't want to come-off all desperate_as soon as somebody offers me an oppertunity like this. After all, there is a matter of being prepared, and, knowing what I'm going to talk about; rather than in a moment of excitement_blurting everything out all ramdomly. It's not a matter of being shy or anything eather. As we know, i can talk to absolute strangers on the street, and convince them in a matter of moments: I am what/who I say that I am. And I don't carry notes with me on these occaisions eather.

So I guess what it boils down to is: considering all I have done in this world, I almost expect folks to be kneeling at my feet_at this point, pleading with me to tell them my little stories. With "Occcupy Wall Street" needing some real direction, and, somebody who actually has something to lord over the tridishional establishment, someone who can prove the absolute corruption of these instutions, and, someone with a potential ten point five Billion Dollar legal-challange_which could open this movement up into what they so desperately want...revolution with a capital "R" how could they think their chicken-dances around illegal camp-fires in public-parks is going to get them to greater hights; than someone whos suit could drive these Big-Wigs into lenghty prison sentences, and have some of then even held for treason.

They say losers like to hang around with other losers, but, who do the winners hang with; when they are in a world of losers? Never mind however. I'll just have to do what I have always done...create another miracle. I'll simply have to take my little losers, and, by going onto the radio, turn them into winners. In the end, it's nothing more than getting my facts together, having my little notes all ready, and, making my public announcment. I'm not calling for any violent intervention, reguardless of what these establishment-pigs have done. However, if blood actually does one day run in the streets, as the severed heads of establishment bob up and down in its own iniqiity, that my friends is the call of destiny. And quite frankly, the people, or the public_have every right to wish it!

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Bitches Going Down

Well it would appear my blog isn't any longer working the way it's supposed to. All black and white print. Never mind... There's nothing about me that isn't black & white already anyway. So whomever decided that this would be a good way of getting to Mr.Perfectionest here, one would have to suspect they were somewhat mistaken. I'm hardly supprisd though; since in the near year i've been away, Oprah, and her bunch of misfits, have done everything they could to get me off Twitter. Dream on, Bitches! That's as lickly as that womans mortal-soul not burning in the Pits-of-Hell, for all the fucked-up shit that chi has put us all through, and, of which , I, better than anyone else_knows about! That fat, black-cow, can have all it can eat in this life... I'm hardly jealous of her, and, as we both know...in a Court-of-Law, I'm worth five times what Chi got_in the whole collection of her worthless things. And I havn't gotten too big for my pants_launching, what I hear, is a failing television-company. What a shitty little crap-shop OWN-TV must be to work at. Rosis must be thanking me_in some way; in that cold, dead heart of hers, for the way i keept hashtagging her and all of her accoiations with the OWN. Damned straight! I made sure that coniving twat didn't succeed in having another talk-show, just as surely as I had her removed from her original_years ago, caused her magazine to fold, and, if she thinks any new venture is going to be the dream-job Chi so longs for/ that ain't happening eather, you stinking, snot-nosed hypocraite! "Bomb Girls" is right! Cuz those two broads got a Jesus-bomb. I'll be engauging in regular flyby's too, making ruteen droppings on their carrears, their Twitter/AC's, speaking to persomalities who know them, and, making a nunsence of myself; where'by both of them will_as always_be more than slightly embarrassed in front of their peers. Indeed, I am an angry god, and, a jealous god. Nobody takes anything away from Me, especially my people, and, those who do will always, always eventually be properly punnished_for I am also a vengfull god. And these two Bitches giong down, are responsible for more killing_than anyone could sucessfully imangine. But I know! And they know I know, and, can't do one single fucking thing about it, or, to excape myWrath eather...