Call Me Jesus

Now it would be ridiculous for me to claim to be, Jesus Christ/Right...
That's why I always let other people do it for me. You know. Just like the original one did when asked if He was 'the son of God' all those so meny years ago; at which He answered "They Say That I Am". Today I have no excape from the same relitive-existance_as did He; being mentioned on The-President's and Popes Twitter-pages. So what I do know for sure is: most definatily I am the person ment to play the role of the 'reincarnated-christ' and even the church admits it doesn't exactly know what that means anyways. Of course, as we see, I have made clear to them meny things now; that my wonders are carpetted before them_that the gods themselves know of their iniquity, and, they (the church) now fear soon so shall mankind. The fact that I am even mentioned on the Popes page, adds crediance to me saying: I once asked and recived 'canonization' from John Paul-II, for the title of, The REAL First Saint of the Internet, and all the other rightious-shit I been talkin bout, Don't-it...

There is no doubt that I am being watched eather. If the N.S.A. is looking at only a limitted amount of internet-traffic, and telephone-calls, we can be certian I am one of those lucky few; depending on how you look at it? To-be-fair, I have lots of funny little insidents taking place in my life; some more explainable than others. Two (2) weeks ago_for example, my own internet and television were down; due to a lack-of-payment. Feels like we mentioned this already, but, perhaps not properly. Please bare-on. Anyway, for the first day I hardly checked past the first time; when I got up that morning, to find everything was down_except for one thing. Since my service-provider was telling me every time I tried to open a page that:" I had to call the company before service could be restored" I found it odd my Twitter-account was still working; sure that if I crashed, or accidently closed the page, that-would-be-that until I made the payment. Despritely needing to tweet however, I ran-off around fifteen (15) on my smart-phone over that day, and sure enough_when I checked on the desk-top, it was still running all this twenty-four (24) hours after being denied service. Eventually the computer did crash, freeze, or I accidently closed the page, but, no-matter. As long as I was able to load one page, it wouldn't allow me to axcess the internet. But simply by opening my favorites-list, I could click onto any on my twitter's and it would load. Basically I was on the Internet, and other-than-this, on my most important site of all. Other than not being able to watch television, and blog, nothing relly had changed. Even the house-phone still worked!

And so there you have it eh
One can't logically expect to send letters through the post to the last three (3) Amercian Presidents, and, four (4) of their own nations Prime-Ministers, expecting there will be no consequences at all. Why the mear mention once_long-ago, in what by now feels another lifetime, or, the beginning of this present one I've been living for the past fourteen (14) years, that I told court-officials I was even known by the then reigning, Right Honorable John Critiean, I was immediately wisked-off for phychiatric-investagation. You can hardly immagian what were the looks on their faces when I mentioned the letter only had to do with how, Oprah Winfrey/Rosie O'Donneal riped me off, and all the shit that followed. I knew what risks I was taking, even way back then. I also knew however that because I was finding myself wraped-up in a conspiricy_which even allowed DUBYA to blackmail his way into war, I would have to leave an official documented-trail for the sake of history; if not even for my own protection. Naturally the day may come when people say this was all a well-planed skyem on my part. Those same hypocrates would say also however, under circumstances that would be more favorabul to them that: because I was so under-edgucatted, I couldn't possibally pull such a thing off; let alone sustain it for fourteen (14) years. You can't have it both ways people.

Suddenly it becomes so naturally-obvious, I am being watched by the National Security Agentcy (NSA) down in The United States of America, though I have no problem with that. Surely some people think I have willingly thrown myself back up onto the cross. Prophesy says however that He will make all things anew. What may look like throwing myself in the path of possible danger, has not only made me what I am, allowed my glory it be witnessed on one of the most powerfull social-media machines history has ever known, Twitter, be listed on the Popes, Presidents, and Vice-Presidents pages, plus the countless celibraties_where also I have mentions, but, these facts now are a protection to me. All the world knows that I'm here baby. Anyone I personally physically encounter admits it. The hightst powers in your existance post it. And that is my proof. That is my protection. So you don't have to call me Jesus, though this too is my official Muslim-name. It would be nice however, since I certianly would do so for you; were you living under the same likewise curcumstances.
Come-On, just do it, please? They do. Some new ideas and help wouldn't hurt eather...
thanks!
And amen