Up to You

What injustice that in the most prosperous nations this world has ever known, especially America, Canada, and perhaps, Britian also, in this case_at this great late date in age, we still have homelessness; let alone poverty. One realizes these big Donald Trump/Oprah, government-officials, corporate-exectuives, you know...the one precenters, and, the like don't have to live in these places; while they are in their own guilded, guarded-cocoons. But at some point they all at least drive through the commoners nightmare we call the streets, the hood, or our neighbourhoods; simply get from one point to the other. Well I tell you brother...if this was what I was building, and intended to leave-off to my children, I'de not think there was so much to be all that proud about. It's so almost exactly what I said to, Oprah, and that bunch of war-criminals, all those years ago_has finally come to turms.
"Until I get what is mine, the rubble of my dustruction will be piled up high around their ears. Humanity has become nothing but a crumbeling infrastructure, both Amercian houses of government are against not only themselves, but even their people, war is spread around the world, football-stayidum sized bolders from space are recorded as near-earth-misses almost weekly, and everybody has their head tucked-up their ass_trying to scream for Jesus to save them; while fearing they may not be allowed to let him_due to His posable rightful retrobution, and, He can't hear anyways because of their low-towned muffled fart-laden sented voices. Unfortunately there isn't a whole lot I can do about that, but, were it up to me, it's this:

First thing: I don't have to feel sorry for you, and, you're lack of faith. To be perfactly frank, I certianly don't have to like you. It would do both mySelf, and my/your-God a grate diservice that I should have my wonder attached to the living-pages of this generations most powerful members_enemies and champions alike_under the name of The Reincarnatted Jusus Christ Himself, and, you choose to make nothing of it/ Fuck-You

Everybody says poverty is just a small problem. Well if it's just a small problem, it shouldn't take a truck-load of solutions to rectify, should it? So as an example as to how I particularry would handle this_for a start, poverty would be_for all intentional pourpouses, ilegial. If you were caught sleeping, begging, or making a common-nusense of yourself_without any other means to cloth, feed, and accomidate housing in proper loggings, you would be picked-up and treated_to use a word. What's more, the church could easily be seen as the ones to pay for it. They've got a whole bunch of buildings once used as schools_for example, that they are now selling-off for condo-development and the like anyways. Naturally a social-conciousness to such a small matter, could develope into other circumstances; none of which should be entirely unforseen in the first place. How could the church be expected to pay for such a service for example, and what would these people do to warrent vertually free housing; p[eople might say.

Obviously I'm not about to construct my entire theory on homelessness right here-and-now; especially when I delivered my thoughts to , DUBYA, on "Peace in the Middle-East" he managed to turn it into "the beginning-days of world war three" topping it of with a firm statement that: Jesus told him to do it! I'll go back to 'tweeting' under both the most powerful name, and to the likewise people this history has ever known; embarrassing them towards my acceptance, or destroying their most lustrious-reputations, and tempting this world towards the commitment of their demise. And all this stright in front of them, for so pure, honest and rightious is mine-god!
As far as I'm concerned, and all that I need to is: have my existance learned, and, leave the rest up to you.