Friday, December 26, 2025

When The Page No Longer Invites You In

       I used to write like one day, my words would matter.  I thought too little of making myself a commodity, or intelligence was predestined, or forced?  However you wish to damn me is fine.  God does not agree with you, and I have this from the only source I can trust, God.  He would not use me like this without reason, not let me know what I know, but never following anything too far into their myth making about the universe.


    What can I say at this point, when my thoughts I classify myself at this point. I am repulsed by the thought of any violence.  I do not get the feeling I get when truly tempted to the offered the world thing, which trying again...  Satan fights a losing battle, he always did.  He tries to corrupt you perhaps into beings that cannot stand before my father, like himself.  I do not even know if Satan exists, but we do not need him with all the humans who act like demons.



We must be the kind ones.  Friends matter when you have a billion of them saying, WE ARE ON STRIKE UNTIL YOU ARREST ELON.  We start there.  No private entity without controls should get billions from the government.  Especially to an uneducated drug addict who actually fucking thinks he is going to Mars, with money that leaves tens of millions of starving.  WHEN DOES THIS BECOME A CRIME?

I knew the end was coming.  Just did not realize how soon they would just drop the pretense and not even try to hide their racism.  A white Christian nation is exactly what the constitution is meant to stop.  We have an administration that is trying to create one.  Only the Armed Forces can legally stop this and put the insurrectionist and their administration on trial.  We now know Trump financed 6/1...  that this has been proven and he has not been arrested is because of his right wing thugs.  They send murder threats on the level of the press, in reality that means they are usually killing people already.

Russian satellite killers could bring him down in a day.   


the Golden Rule

     What am I supposed to do?  Tell the truth.  I do not want to build anymore false narratives.  I tried to use fiction to tell a story.  ...