Tough Love

Such a flake such a head case n pervert?

How be them titties defective leeeeeeeeeech?

And the endometriosis too? Sad that. 

Ask my sister if it be a good idea to get started with her big brother. Ya shud a asked first?

Them dollars burning a hold in thy pocket yet girl? You proud when thee need spend them?

billy boy martin too? like the squeeze of false assets in an accountants blood? 

Temptation is a hard task master to bow to sir.

So, this is Our life I have no other. I know We enjoy no privacy at all now Our computer is coopted and not a thing I can do. Every body be browsing in secret so I have no idea who or how many hear Our words I do know it be more than I know. I am  I am dependent upon others for so so much of life it is a real bother to me.
It is Our understand Our heart has always beat fast. Near 120 beats a minute. From eighteen years of age. So We take meds that bring it low to sixty. I do not know why I was such a different sort. I guess I had to be some. Someway? Why did I notice the direct connect between my own strongs and feels bloom potential and my doings. The degree off ecstacy I was gonna get to feel be the direct relation to the Good doings for others We done pleased God. We do not experience what I have not earned in the said dimension in which it exists. But We are content with visions and feels sometimes in Real life and more often than not on a highway I have no control over. The state always considers itself equal to how it treats its lowliest persons the state by virtue of its license to exist has by its very pretense to do this job but few are guilty as charged. I would rather live on alms than interest. Just personal like. God not I calls that sinful. Ie distancing of the self doing said sin distances himself from the grace of God and just for me I say it is the sweetest Juice I know.

My Queen may be unpleased with Us. But how does one respond? I am who I am and I have never hid a thing of me from any man. My life is open to all. I did not jump sooner I did not Trust the Jesuits would not kill Us too. So, We chose this medium it is also the medium gives Us Our reals in Rule. We Will see by all We see what is sinful and what is OK and that which moves all heaven and hits God in his heart when prayers be for another's benefit. I feel these things. I get to feel with God. This is True. But We are not Him. And never said We was. King is like a janitor not much else. It is a vocation of service to His near only Royal self. We love to spend funds but just for me gets boring quick n so We seek opportunities to give. It is way more fun. Give it a try but give it a lifetime and if thee be unglad at the time of death I will sense We have failed a good soldier and I can never rest with that on Our soul. No king dare to turn his back on boys who offered him their lives?

Fuck that Mr butsch. Spend some a them Trillions on the boys thee hurt n kilt for all them Trillions of stolen  dollars you daddy be left. The minisota building with 4 Trillion dollars worth of payments due thy soldiers sir. You be think they be best in thy puny fist?
We could just declare all them dollars be now valueless and the new currency be administered by Our jurists. We scoop the True value inherent in the subject country and individual and then release a New currency so the value remains in the state of all stolen stuffs. Not one stolen penny gets to stay put. Along with thy list We will accept funds you have been unable to give to persons any way you did cheat an individual for a thousand dollars, can't find him so give said funds to the crown, and so here is my twelve hundred the thousand plus the 20% it states in the bible. So I promise and pay extra so I know stealing stuff no matter the lie. Is unprofitable. But what does a King of Kings do to malevolent petty kings? Good question can We say this? When thieves can overtake a country and population of 325 million there is always a way to steal and every possible one I can conceive is likely being done as We speak. Gonna stop or you gonna suffer even more usless confusing issue until death be thy only solace and when you find it be untrue think of Us. K?

Fucking Rod of Iron. I so did not wanna have to do this. But it is written it must mean it be Our job to keep the glue of this Transformation in tact. So it stands out. In the consciousness of man be altered to the Good. Just like Jesus. That is the import of these days please never ever forget them. You that be left after all the killing and sick We had to endure for the love of All Our True kids. And all of the untrue ones it be thy doings that are going to fruit spiritually for your life as it is and as it is to come. Not a new box of pills. No question pills do have benefit and any thing that even pretends to elevate brain function likely will. By virtue of placebo effect alone. Man has been so dimmed his wits have vacated this planet in total. Also predicted event.

The boogey man n antichrist be but a puff of smoke in eternity just watch n see. Us poof him away.
No gun no tonnes of cash no gold bars We do not need or wanna them. Not even one killer on Our payroll and no one to deceive. It be nice fishing boat if ya get a chance buy one. I even guarantee its float forever. True things be never change that be how We know they be True. Eating babies is where thee all get on thy own. Worship the True kiddies.
IT be Good For Y,ou. N good for all babies too. Even the ones I do not fuck.
Like this mister upstairs lisp Us a luger n We see its pretty. Sleazy phukk.
Consider thy balls, what what is fitting recompense for thee?
Lying gross fiction lover and no fertile in thy loins. Speak oh great sultan unto Us.
Give Us thy wizened think.
Watch Us spit it back to its originations home,
Suck it up sir. You knew this was on her way home. Yet thee scoffed and called Us a fool.
Who is the fool now sir? Who needs help paying his bills. If this country gives you a presidential pension will make Us sick every word out of thy mouth was founded in lies and your superrior thinks of a black boy makes me shames have Black blood in my veins. I was so moved at thy election We can not convey n thee turn out worse n no white lawyer boy.
You will never know the tears We have shed for this one thing alone.
Why son why? Did you really believe God could overlook You?



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