The American Christian

 Ever wonder what Christianity was like from the resurrection unto this day?  Like an evasive illusion, I searched high and low for true Christian history, not the Catholic version.  After my conversion to the phony Orthodox religion, I stumbled across Eusebius' "The Complete Church History." Just the introduction is magnetic; "It is my purpose to write an account of the successions of the holy apostles, as well as of the times which have elapsed from the days of our Saviour to our own."  We learn what Paul meant when he said, "Charity never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away."                                                      

We learn that right after the Book of Revelations was written, prophecies ended, speaking in tongues was forbidden and the beautiful knowledge vanished. We can see the progression as useless books were written, doctrine got twisted and speaking in tongues became gibberish. I would encourage anyone to take a good look at 1 Corinthians 13 under a magnifying glass; we can clearly see that Paul was prophesying in verse eight.  As history continues, all the Biblical warnings jump out of the very pages they were written in as we ponder the mess the church is in today.

American history parallels Israels.  In a spiritual manner, we are a ball of fire for God and somehow end up looking and acting like the Church of Satan as the Methodes hang windows displaying an upside-down dove, the pride and joy of Aleister Crowley. The Pentecostals bark like dogs when they get spirited, name-it-and-claim-it rubs their fake bibles for the genie effect, the Baptist believe they can sin like the devil and still make it to heaven, then the Protestants joins the government in holy matrimony.  Interestingly enough, our spiritual reality becomes like, well like zombies.  Makes me want to study my cherished book, "How to be Stupid for Dummies."

On the brighter side of history, like today, I see a latter rain coming, said to be much greater than the former rain.  It will be like the book of Acts but with greater magnitude.  The spirit of war will fill the air, like it does in Europe, the good people vs their overlords.  They are trying to wipe out Islam, atheism, Zionism and Christianity.  I've read the report myself where the UN wants to establish Luciferic doctrines, uniting the world religions.  No doubt, God does intercede and restores order via his Christian saints.  It's a long, drawn-out battle, may lose a lot of patriots, could be victorious, but the excitement, for me anyway, will be to die for...

Power Adages

 In Geometry we learn manipulative phrases, a very effective way in controlling people.  There's the band wagon effect, expert opinion, change of meaning, authority figure and my all-time favorite, power words.  It's loads of fun and a brainwashing experience, let's check it out.

I don't care what your mother says about you, you're alright, to keep it friendly.

Your autobiography is like a tome with the pages filled with the phrase, "I'm an idiot." If they have OCD, then they need to examine that.

Metaphorically speaking, I want to rip your head off and shit some truth down your neck.

I have a strong urge to fuck you with my baseball bat, if you don't scream in adulation, I'm going to beat your head with it. Um, metaphorically speaking.

The only words out of your mouth are regurgitated vomit, ripe for the shit making process.

 The only words I want out of your mouth is truth, let me define that for you.

My ass and your face, I just won a beauty contest,

You're so ugly, freight trains avoid you.

Give me liberty or give me death, all you need is food and a remote control.

People can't get their head out of their asses to see the light of day.

I can tell your brain is brand new, it's never been used.

Your mind is like an abyss of stupidity.

We can sum up your intelligence in one equation, zero + zero = 0, but with the in figment of your imaginations, it's 0+0=infinity.  

Then there is the petty shit like, "I'm going to beat you like a red-headed stepchild." "don't make no sudden turns, their nose might break," and "your ass and your mouth, what's the difference."

My, my, there is so much more, like reflecting a barb a one person through another.  This should be enough to tzar bomb the shit out of any city.  Like the stupid dad that I am, I find it very powerful.

My spy organization

 I have this unique method of keeping an eye on our overlords.  We can travel all over the world and collect data at random with revealing information.  The World Economic Forum is idea so let's get started.

Mr. Charles Scwab has arranged a meeting and texts all his buddies for a get together at Devos.  His worshipers are Elon Musk, Donald Trump, Jeff Bezos, Bill Gates, Larry Fink, and Bill Clinton as special guest.  He sends his message, ordering every to show ASAP.

Gentlemen, I think you're going to find this get together amusing.  We will have our kiddy fun with some of that expensive adrenochrome from our children we so enjoy tormenting to death, don't need anyone jonesing here. The day following we will all perform in my favorite event, the shit eating contest, the one who eats the most, gets to party with me at the Brama. The following day we can relax to some fun-loving orgies, not with baseball bats this time, a bit rough I'd say, we can get some decent entertainment.

I'm sure I covered everything, Hope to see everyone ASAP!

I hope the reader enjoys this as I did writting it, um, the emphasis is mine...

How to be Normal 101

What a concept as we see all around us and at people. It's too hard to explain, as if what's normal is elusive. It's called brain management.  Fuck what a novelty, the discovery of all ages, we can be normal.  Interesting enough, nobody seems to have this ability.  What's even more maddening, nothing relevant ever sticks, our communication with the average person these days is like talking to ourselves.  They don't believe us, it goes right through them, they read us wrong, they ignore us and the list goes on.  Makes every ridiculous TV show a reality.  

There are several departments throughout our heads, the list is quite interesting, There's the war department for planning our evil schemes, management for control, waste management for sanitation and discard.  We have the thought control police department, energy management, shit I got a library in my head, good stuff for memory practices.  There are even levels of thought control like the outer thoughts and inner thoughts.  We need a processor for these ideas to stay organized, a lab for analysis and a traffic controller.  With the help of the mental health department, we can install damage control if we need to, send the info to the war department in an organized manner and act civilized.  It leaves me speechless.

Once we start acting normal, well personally I stop talking to people as if they were there in front of everyone, never get excited about anything, shit I can stop laughing like Jerry Lewis.  It's remarkable the things we can do, like rewiring our heads, use switch modes, go on autopilot and much more.  If we keep our heads out of the sewer hole, we don't have all that porn to deal with.  If we don't intoxicate ourselves everything stays heathy and in working order instead of acting like the fools that we are.  

Once we start applying our new techniques it becomes unimaginable the things we can do.  No longer dominated by random thoughts or I get a ticket, everything is orderly and functioning as if we were always normal...

Happy Birthday!

 Um, I wanted to wait for your birthday because I have no disbelief this will tickle you pink, you know, your favorite color. It's one of my most treasured gift of all gifts, like a masterpiece.  One perk is, there is nothing to plan, we hit and stay like we want to own the bank.

Are you ready?  Close your eyes because I like the element of surprise which gives the edge in any tactical situation.  Since we have a right to congregate plus freedom of speech from within, we can go to any church, wait until the pastor begins his sermon, then take the mike from him and start mocking him and the normies.  It will take a small band of armed vets for a solid defense against the cowardly pastor's Boy Scout bodyguards.  Thus, you can preach the gospel of using our terrorism tactic of embarrassing truths, even truths of sins committed with the stupid, devoted taxpayers.  No worries about safety with the protection of disgruntled vets. No doubt, the audience will be captivated and your safety assured. We will go down history as, um. not sure, have no clue how the people will react.  Most certainly, not in fear, unless there is no cure for cowardice.  The last statement seems to be accurate for the righteous are bold as a lion whereas the wicked run when nobody is chasing them. This statement is codified in God's Holy Word. PS, may need to ask Mom if she is feeling great about our heroism...