Over and Out !!

I don't know about yesterdays post, if it was a cry for help or anything. ====================================================
And i do realize there is no question-mark there; maybe because i usually insist, perhaps not pourpousfully, to do things eather mine, or, the difficult way. So i guess realizing that, Ok, sure i need help! But, and i also realize__here might be the difficult part again: "There might be hope for me, possibuly because i have actually kicked The Habit before__meny times for streaches of years, and, without going into some care-center; with professionals looking after me. And anyway, becides, once those people knew me, do you think they would ever be lickly to let me out again? and i only wish i was laughing about that !!

Becides, i should be able to lick this problem now once and for all. I mean, i was The Wizard of Oz in my school-play, which was the only class i bothered to attend__durring my last year, and somehow never managed being called-up to the principle's office for lack of attendance. I mean...Here i was in front of every Teacher & Fagilty in the building, meny of whom had me on their attendance-lists__yet never saw me, and my parents didn't even ever get questioned.

Now Don't get me wrong. I'm not apoligizing for my lack of a compleat edgucation,. i mean really !! People who meet me, often coment on my inteligance, and say that i am one of the smartest people they have ever met. i know few people too, who are worth anywhere between 8.5 to 9.5 Billion Dollars, providing this case ever makes it's way into the courts. And i'm quite confidant even you, who-ever, how powerful or small, know nobody who it the eyes of Establishment is not only a vertuial living God, but even the re-incarnated Christian God, Christ Himself !!

Of course you know why i did it, i guess? Yea i blew two-Bills getting high, fifty on liqure, and ate like a pig! Well let's admit it...It was my last-time; like it always is, and i didn't expect things to get past two, or, i didn't expect to spend more than forty on Crack; as is always the case with drug-addits. But i knew with a sure-job comming-up for six-hundred__before months end__probably a finished job by that time__paied for, my bills actually would still get handled in time, the electrics would even be paied nearly back to Zero, and i could still go-on scratching, crawling and trying to survive; like all the rest of us. But it was a stupid game to play, that i know even as i think about getting Spaced right now, and have more than enough cash-on-hand to do-it, never, no not ever again, will i fall victum to The Pipe. I will keep every other vice i have Baby, if that's what it takes. But the-pipe...

"Forget about it !!"

But becides all this, there might be an alterier reason all this is happening, has happened, and hopefully will not need not continue to occure in my fucture life. It's not easy being a god. Oh it;s easy to convince other people i am, or at least that this is the light Establishment casts me in. But when it comes to convincing Me, well that's quite a differant story. So i guess in a way, i sometimes feel a need to get myself so far-deep into a hole, and, only when i manage to actually get-out, do i accept that i might be in-the-least, somewhat of an extra'oradanry indivigual. Why i've had to prove it to myself so-meny times, goodness-knows..? In-fact when i was imprisioned by the Canadian Government in a Fedreal Instution, baiscly for drugs, i turned-out to be in the Ten-present catagory of people who do-not reoffend durring their Parole. And of course for those whom are reading The Ministers web-page, and think i must be crazy for insisting i will be-come Prime-Minister of my nation one day, when in fact i have been put-away in a Fedreal Instution__there'fore i can legaly never now become the leader of This Canada...Well excuss me. But you might forget. Those laws were wirten for men, not the god's.

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So we got it all togrther since the other day, and, i did recive my loan! But i want you to know that: even although i sometimes am capabul of altering the course of world-history, i have just as much problem with money, as meny of you reading me now. To be frank i have more problems, than what even the sun up in the sky can shine upon. i did this before already in The Minister's MySpace, what i'm going to tell you that is; except as we well know...i am no longer intrested in my-space__since they allowed themselves to be-come
vunerabul to bugs, VIROUS and werms, and allowed that vunerabulity to be passed-on to their cliants. Of course, they may have hade no choice, and be instructed by Establishment to
fuck-me-up !! And Heaven-knows...it wouldn't be the first time. Why not to brag or anything, or, even if i feel it's my duity to explain to you what dishonest ShiTs these people can be...I have watched Establishment cause web-owners to shut-down public-axcess information pages, and even whole web-pages; all for no other reason than to stop me from publishing there. No better example can be made than to mention, Oprah herself, who closed her on-line journal, where people even such as me__could broad-cast to the entire world what a BitCh they thought she was. Frankly however, i wouldn't call The Biblical Whore of Revelation simply a BitCh. But that's for another-day.

As i recall, we wert talking about my problems here, and for to-day, why i have such a problem holding on to my money. When one considers how very little of it i have, it is almost supprizing it drops from my hand so easily too. in-deed i do have a tendancy to enjoy a few drinks now and then. Well let's say a bottle or two a week...sometimes three, maybe even four if i'm mixing-up Margetra's.
But it would be hard for me to go broke drinking liqure, let me tell you. and i havn't even been drunk more than twice in my entire life. No. no, it's Drugs my Darlings...drugs are my problem. More spisifcaly, the cracked cokain. Crack if you like. I have always taken drugs, all my life. Oh yes i have stoped for a few years here and there. i even used to__eight years ago__inject myself with needles, and thank goodness i never managed to catch aids. i do however have track-marks, even at this late date...marks that probably never will go away! I've taken Speed, MDA, and of-course, Coke, this way. but as i said: i used to do this.
Nobody sells Speed anymore, because a ten Dollar hit could/would keep you high all-day. no money in that you see. And MDA, i havn't a clue where to find that eather...not that i've been looking. but this Crack-ShiT...now there's a BiTch. i don't care how strong you are, or how much will-power you think you have. One puff on the pipe baby, and you more lickly than not__will wake-up without any, or, very little cash still in your pockets.

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Mercy Mercy

Well i want to start my new letter-campain, i really do!
Was that much closer within the last half-hour, only to watch it all go bust. Sol, that Dirty-Jew was calling to ask me to loan the guy down-stairs two hundred bucks, and, he would take care of me some time durring the day. there was no mention, of course about how he is supposed to be lending me $300 until i mentioned it. So where does he suppose i was going to get the money from..? This was his way fo trying to piss me off... And, then there was talk about the new intrest-charge we were going to be working-out, because he's too much of a cheep-ShiT to keep to the original 20% or 25% after the fourteenth of the month. i have never met such an inconsidrate-pig__face to face, and he makes me sick !
No wonder he lives-alone in that huge 17 room house of his, of which, you guessed-it, i also painted every squeer inch of.



There is no doubt i am going to squzze this money out of that fucker's tight coal to dimond chenched fists__at some point. but i hardly dared tell him my Roomie, or The Christ's Child if you wish, well he's comming-up with his rent today; totalling three-forty five. And i have two-hundred and something sitting under-glass. Of course if, Sol, knew i had enough cash on-hand to loan the neighbour all of the two-hundred he wants, he would go bilistic, and probably even get somewhat concerned; that if he wern't careful, he might be getting the well-desurved shaft so surely comming his-way soon.
At-any-rate, when that fuck-headed little fart comes-up with his own three stinkin, crummy C-notes, probably today or tomorow, i can finally pay-0ff all my bills, tell Jew-Boy to take that flying-leap, and get-back to my letter-writing campain; where without question i will alter the course of global-history even further.
And may God have mercy on all our souls !!
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7:53 P.M. P/S
And so as we thought, pimp-daddy, ass-hole Sol, came-through with my fucking-money, and of course hasseled me about how i already have to paint the mother of his kids house, the one she's moving from__in two-coats and an under-coat; for half the bloddy-price he paied me for doing up-stairs. then he has the balls to say if i want to make another loan after the 14th, he's going to charge me 50%. What did i say: the little fucking Jew is right !!
And of course Our Christ's Child was short forty-five Bucks, and just now had the nerve to ask me for a recipt Ha Ha!! I can use that forty-five Bucks better in two weeks than i can now anyway. So that works !!
None-the-less, looks like i can start my new-campain, and murcy murcy me...i'll be doing it as an Angry-god i'm afraid, unless i make some extra cash for personal spending-money this week.
Peace & love MyChildren
Oh, don't get me wrong...i love the little bastard. Still would like to whip his fucking ass though~~

Yea One's Blog Is Enough

My Darlings, and So,
looks like i, or at least, The Minister, won't be going-down to MySpace any-more. no need to close the account__since i finally learned how to put-up some of my own pics down there, and, it might be a good place to pratice-on. but that little infected-site MySpace__can blow it out it's very own lonely ass, i think !! The minister might have a good habit of going around places he's not wanted, but never to places he's neather welcomed, nor... and the rest of that i simply will not say aloud(( you guess what the other condition is plz

So we are no closer to sending, Obama(crap i wish i knew how to spell his first name((sending The President a letter, no closer than i was yesterday. Somebody still loves me though, because money to pay-off my Hydro for the winter__is still falling out of the sky in various new and exciting ways. Sol calls me today, saying: He doesn't see why he should stick to his original loans-agreement of 20% , when he charges those others__who don't work for him__as i do, well when he charges them more money. Yet that dick-headed, overbarring, fart would be the first to say: an agreement is an agreement..!
then he has the nerve to say to me__when painting, Debie's, new house that: "it should make me feel good just to be helping her out".

Yea !! i have something i can help the fucker out with~~~
i just can't wait to see what his new intrest-payment is going to br this time.
i know there are a few houses and contracts comming-up, so i imangian he's going to get me to do one of these places__stinking-cheep, and so cut me out of a decent salery. then he will say: it's because of the intrest on his fucking three-hundred Dollar loan, which should be only an adishional 60. to $75.oo at the most.!! he will be complaining about how he has to wait for the end of the month_ other'wise__to get his money; probably insulting my job-preformance, being critical about every brush-stroke, and whaa whaa blaa blaa blaa
he needs to have his ass kicked is what he needs.

So yea, you're dammed-right i'm going to get out of this hole i've been-in for too meny months now. and that's about to happen now. i hardly give a shit how difficult it will be, nor who's ass i have to kiss. i have had much bigger loads on my plate than this fucked can dish-out, and alwayse come-through that with but maybe a few cuts and scratches.
And i grow tired of that little fuck, who calls me twice in the last two days trying to convince me it's time to make some exorbadant loan from him; without sounding too obvious, or at least, without sounding too obvious__some of the time.
Good-Griff !! i don't know how people who have been handed so much for so little, can be so stinking cheep!!

And it seems to me: This is all i could have said in MySpace...
If some little-ShiT didn't stick their infected lilly-fat, fucking, face in MySpace, i would have said all this here.
If comming-down here to pronounce matters of any less-importance than that down-here: i am "God" than let it be that indeed This God does have a very human-face; which is more, i can assure you, than what Establishment wants to grant me. in fact it's the one thing they wish most to deni me, my humanity.
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Duity and Obglation

If i were to actually follow-through with my plans, and get off of my ass from this long nearly four (4) year vacation i've been on since my stay incarcerated by the Canadian Government in a Fedreal Prison, i probably need to Shit on mySpace and bring my main personal/private blog here; this way not needing to worry if i take my time posting a blog, and it's loaded, being worked-on over the course of the day, well at least this blog/post won't become contaminated durring the normal process of opperation.

It't too bad The Minister's MySpace has been infected too, and it's funny, only because he thought MySpace did their own monatoring, and, wouldn't allow an infected file to get-out and launch in someone-else's browser^
I even know the BiTch what did it !! it came in with some stinking email, from apparently a "chink cunt" who said: she wanted to be a MySpace friend of mine. I made her my "friend" and over the course of the next few days, weeks or whatever, for some reason MySpace was constantly fucking-up one way or the other !!
So i guess when i finally emailed this person back again, only to find their account had been deleated, well that was just all a strange couidanice, right ?
But then, i know what internet-tampering is like from way-back. i used to watch web-masters deni-axcess, alter log-in parematures,
block-cliants from using a site, and have whole popular web-pages shut-down__sections and intere pages; all in an atempt to prevent the world from knowing who i am, and, what an absolute ass-thrashing i am capabul of committing against Establishment__once i am known..!

So i guess i should get-to those duties and obglations, get off my butt and write some more letters. i don't know what will become of it, and i can't be certian people won't use the information i give them in my requset for help, to instead somehow bring advantage to their own situatition. But i mean come-on...Oprah is in the White-House half the time with, Obama anyways. And when i denied her a seat in The Amercian Senate, this wasn't exactly what i had in mind for an alternative.
It would be such a loss of oppertunity too, not to strike now, because even if i can but manage to cause The President to look at that BiTch in a lesser light, it would almost be worth it !

More than anything though, it is my duity and i am obliged to see these people, and she, don't get-away for the great wickedness they have eather created, or allowed take place in their secret names. what they have done and who has done it, must be announced to the world. and i won't say: If there is God His will must be done, but, because there is justice, justice will be done !!

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Love and Hate humm You Decide

It feels strange not having to get-up early and go painting; like i had for only the past 8 days. i got-up early anyway. as the trash needed to be put-out on the curb. i noticed how though, that everybody actually does love me; in spite of the way that little Jew i work for always puts me down. the city-workers have been doing our water, gas-lines etc and soon paiving the street__for the past six or seven weeks now. i went down with some bottles and bags only to learn the garbage-truck had already passed. it's seven thirty in the morning for heaven's-sake, and that is the earliest they have ever__in all my three years here, made the collection !!

Well a bunch of men were just passing-by in their city-works truck, as i decended the stairs. at least three of them hollered out the window that: the garbace-collection was over for the week. they were all smiling, and just trying to go the extra mile; by making themselves helpful in some way. every morning i leave the house, whoever is there and all of them, say good-morning and smile. in any grocery-store or business, around here i enter, the people usually remember me or are always extra polite. and these people don't know me from ((jack sprat. They know nothing of what i have done for this world, and how i have prepaired it for political-change !! they know nothing of me or what i stand for. they know nothing of what i can do, have done and still will do. and yet they love me, and as you have no reason to feer me.

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Un-Titled Un-Finished

i've got like nothing to do; just watching telly , smoking weed, relaxing after an eight-day house painting-job for, Sol, bored out of my fucking mind now, and about to polish-off that half-bottle of rum/ maybe the Canadian club too ! gave Sol his stinking 8Bills yesterday, and owe him now nothing__except some little job already agreed-upon__which looks like it will be Franni's__where she's moving from. that little toed=fucker is going to need work=out another deal on that place, because, he paied me 500 Bucks to do the up-stairs two years ago and it was less work too! I have $250 under-glass, and our Christ's Child will fork-over another 345 for that room i let to him; probably Thursday or Friday for sure. if i'm really nice and polite with the little Jew land-lord, boss situation i got going here, i should be able to get my usual $300 monthly-loan. then by the 25th Franni's new-house or what was Sol's first new-house when he moved to DDO needs painting. Sol paied me $1200 on that so i should be able to get six to seven from The Wife...? sure Hope-So !!

Anyway the point of all this is just that things are looking much better than they have for a while. i have a bit more confidance shit is not about to hit the fan, and i can pay-off the bills and finaly dig myself out of this hole i've been in too-long. i might even start to once-more write letters, devuladge information, and raise some stink of my own creation for a change. i may if i play my cards right, or maybe am very lucky, be able to watch as some of the very wealthy, powerful, and influential members of Establishment ((for they are the only ones someone such as i would play-with) are influanced by me, choose to betray me, and only end-up to finally squarm, slither, and dash towards their own destruction; for my gift to them is far more worthy than what they will wisly know to do with.

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"Happy Halloween humm Should I"

Now that the festivies are over, perhaps i should come-out as whom i really are! Now that would be scarry.
Boy, Obama is really having a hard-one with all this isn't he? Things have picked-up some for me, i may finally be able to pay-off my bills, and, maybe i could find the time to send that man a few words. With "O" in and out of The White-House, he shouldn't need my help anyway/eather lol
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Wasted Days and Wasted Nights

it has come to my attention that without my blog, or more to the point:
without the daily in-put towards my blog,
from my perspective...i am nothing.
now i'm sure some of you might like to surmise that statement is just another way of saying: i am nothing but talk, though that's not quite what i ment.

what happened you see is: for the last three weeks or so, i was unable to axcess my blog__through teck-difficulities. you see i am meny things, but a computer-wizz is not unfortunatly one of them.
so without the ability to axcess my meny blogs, without the ability to prove to myself my own importance to the world and those living in it, all too often i feel as though i have been left with nothing__other than the ability to cause myself great pain and trouble.

there is also no doubt in our mind that: you would enjoy to know what kind of pain and trouble someone such as myself could cause to himself. how could it be that a person capabul of bringing absolute destruction and wrath upon the enity known as Establishment...well how could that person also be capabul of bringing about their own demise?
how could somoene capabul of driving G.W.B. up to The Gates of Armageddion__for no other reason than that he might destroy himself...well again, how could that same person be capabul of allowing himself to put himself in the posistion where he could be anything less than proud in his own existance?

humm. i wasn't going to answer this question, but instead intended to simply suggest you figure it out yourself by reading more throughly through my meny posts. yea, i was going to allow you to come to the proper conclusion on your own; like some pittifull prig who could only say...Read me, Read me!!
it seems one, perhaps two words would make my statement all the clearer however, and a hell of a lot easier.
that word would be (drugs) and boredom.
well my dealer for some reason unbeknown to me just knocked at my back-door, in spite of the fact that i didn't even call him. i threw-out his phone number a few days ago in truth, and couldn't call him even if i wanted to. i didn't ask him for his number making some strange claim that i had lost it, nor did i ask him to front me or pass me something for comming to my door unexpectedly. i simply sent him on his way__never expecting to see or hear from him again.

and so i now ask of myself only one thing:
that thing obviously is only that i might keep my strength, stick to my guns and put this problem behind me; as i have done all too meny times before! but admiting ones problem, i hope is half the battle.
so i won't ask you to wish me luck. and i will try to convince myself i don't need it. i know what i really need, and it isn't even God's help. no. what i need is deturmanation. nothing more and nothing less.
but when one considers my batle with Establishment has been going-on for over eight years now, it's fair to say if anything, i have deturmanation. so God can help those whom from this day still choose to stand in my way__with an intention of preventing me from being all that i am.

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The New Christ-Child's Arrived

All kidding a-side: Who wouldn't want to live with, Jesus?

Really...Who in the last two-thousand years, has had eather the fortune, or, the mis-fortune__to be the living example of, Christ Jesus, and had that confirmed not only once, but twice__by The Mormon Church, none-the-less? to have been confirmed by Pope Jhon Paud II, as (the "real" first saint of the inter-net) and not even being a Catholic for goodness-sake!!

I have fed my multitudes, when the church agreed to keep my idenity secret for government-benifets they would recive__for doing-so, just as asuridly as i have sent mine enemies to war__where'which is the intention they shall destroy themselves, and, GWB is the perfact example of my voice__against those whom choose to deni-me!!*

So yes, why shouldn't i have a perfact little new room-mate^
A nice sweet little white-boy, just nearly half my age for sure__
with a cute perky ass to boot!
although booting it wasn't what i had in mind lol

Yea that's right...he's gay. I'm Gay for good-ness sake...!
although it would and always has been difficult for anyone to actually call me gay, not and get away with it__that is th hee hee he
Yes, yes, yes, it is time to make my critical-strike...!

I will stand before The Council now, a free black-man__ who happens to be a homo-sexual, and charge their offences__every one of them, are far greater than any one of mine!
I will prove they, yes every one of them__have inocent-blood on their hands, and only revealing that can ever wash it away;
if i allow-so or it is through-me !!

The mear mention of my name, again, and in what-ever form i choose it be expressed, will strike not only feer in the secret-places of Establishment, but now be heard throu-out all the world__to all the Humanitie's there-of at-once !!

And so great are the crimes of mine-enemies, who are the same enemies of this world, the same enemies of us all, i feer not say what The People expect in return to quench their's/our's thirst and maybe deni Revolution take-it's-place.* {{iC

So you can now just ask your-self, what must it be, to be me?
Would you want the job?
Do you think you could even do the-job?
is the-job even worth doing or has Establishment willingly gone too-far in both the allowing, and, the actual spilling of inocent-blood!
How meny have died in Iraq, on both-sides of the war, and even those whom are nuteral, to protect that Wicked/selfish-one, that Bitch, The Biblical Whore of Revelation even in-fact.??
How meny have given their life's-needlessly, because they didn't realize their President was__through me, and through the denial of me, and in the protection of, Her, learning how to black'mail his way into this war, and the dammnation of his own retched, wicked-soul !??

And how long can i listen to the voices of my slaughtered-children, without taking final-action to their loving-memory !!?

From my experiance with Humanity, it's probably best i keep the-job, and just do all the good i can; because most of these FucKeRs can't be trusted to get their head out of their ass's !!

And i don't know meny people in a like-minded situation, who wouldn't just go-in for-the-kill. But, fortunatly i have always enjoyed playing with my-puppets; like little dancers on the end of a string..! Although i now hold my-puppets over doom & damnation, and to this place send their very souls-them'selves.!!
I will forever deni-Them the power to swing-back both the strong-holds to my-heart, and, the Gates of Armageddion at the same time.*

FOR THAT IS A POWER GRANTED ME ALONE,
AMUNST ALL MEN.!!

AND SO HAS SAID THE-CHURCH'S;
TWICE__IF YOU PLEASE!!
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All kidding aside though, and living in the moment:
Imangian being that kid i got staying here, and he's just looking for a comfortable place to live. Then within the first email to him__is revealed: He will, if-accepting, be living with someone who actually could be reguarded as the living-imbodiment of Jesus Christ the Living-God ??!

He's got a big pair of ka-honnies on him i'll-tell-you-that !!
In-deed Daddy is quite proud*
And the best part of all is: tomorrow's pay-day and i get five C-notes for rent this month. pay-off my bills and relax...
Oh Oh, somebody's going to get an ass-kicking; if i got no-stress on my mind, and i ain't exactly joking about that eather. Imangian all the calming letters i could write, with a clear, un-troubled mind, and watch as the information i reveal is used by the powerful to further their-own distruction...
Oh how the mighty have fallen who betray me!
And how i will trample them under mine-feet !!
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II:52 Hrs. Tuesday Evening
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And so it's not the pay-day we thought it was, and have been thinking tomorow is Thursday__when in fact i won't get that 500-Bucks until Friday, which actually is in fact not even the 24th but the twenty-fifth. so now the lying be-gins does it lol But as we know, Klint, said: he would have my rent__after moving-in and paying the driver etc...well i'm supposed to have it on the 24th__which is Thursday. but while in the kitchen with him earlier tonight, he said something about having my-rent on Friday, which was the first anouncment about that compleatly. hummmm lol

None the less, i don't understand why since he came-home, i started to think tomorow was Thursday, and that i had the right to inquire of him when he might have my money; that now i should be forced to suffer such imaniganabul humilation and anguish, because i can never be the Absolute-God some try ake of me, and i do indulge in mistakes. -- "/^iC:-- +-:- = boo-hoo boo-hoo!!

Never-the-less I tell you this:
The new Christ Child's arrived, and he sure in-the-fuck ain't me !!

MySpace Can Jump Off A Clift 4 A Few Days

I might as well come down here on a more official page, and do some bloging, since some ass has instaled a new bug on The Ministers MySpace.com's page. hummm i wonder who would do such a thing lol
Any-hoo, i guess the question of the day should be: How could anyone not want to live with The Little Baby Jesus" or that mericilous one known as, me? i've been going through room'mates the past year, like they were the in-box of my email server, but they were all here with the understanding that eventually they would be finding an apartment of their own. this last fellow really has a problem however. i mean i find him a job, so he won't have to moop around the house all-day__feeling sorry for himself and staring at the wall, litterly. he not only refuses to pick-up the remote for the portabul i loaned him, but doesn't even bother to turn the set on! when he's not staring at the wall, he's eather sleeping, asking to come into my suite to keep me company, or walking around out-side with a back-pack so stuffed with useless shit, and, looking as though he might never be returning. of course, at the last minute he declined the job i got him, even though it was exactly what he said he was looking for !!

Worse than that, he knows who i am, and of the wonderious things i have created before the face of man-kind, yet delibritly tyies to antaganize me__on this subject, or show me no respect what-so-ever reguarding other situations. it's not that i'm asking for much, a mear thank-you for helping him out, finding him a job, being paitent and trusting enough to wait ten extra days for a third of his portune in rent.

i did warn him that i have sent Presidents to war, and Prime Ministers running from public-office, and that it would take little effort on my part to fuck-up his head__compleatly. he didn't listen, and now has left__dashing out of my life forever, and after loosing nearly two-hundred Dollars; which he will never see me return__from his rent! actually he didn't even dare ask for his money, and i wrote on his recipt ((no refund, anyway, and, would there'fore like to see try get back one cent.
so i guess the moral of this story is, and it's not what it started-out to be, i'm sure, but that's what editing is for anyway: well, the moral of this is: don't fuck with me, no matter how big or small you are. to me, should you do so, and especially once you know who i actually am and what i have done, that represents blasphimy! and i do know how to deal with such characters, even although i might restrain myself sometimes.
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Happy Setember 11th Anaversary for Me

indeed this is an important date for me, this Setember-eleven two-thousand and nine; because it shows so well, with all the global misfortune right now, how my words to the rulers of this world mear years prior, have come to pass__just as i said they would; were i not to recive that which was taken from me__small as it might have been, as unimportant as it might have seemed__to those whom denied me! And i didn't have to do anything, but to forcefully speak the words__in a way, i thought: "those words would at the least, and probably even to yjr last, ever only be lisened to...

But/And now. i have this power, or, better still__know it, i must again go out into the world, express my dissatisfaction with Establishment; this time not only to Establishment, but to the whole world at once: allowing the swards and arrows to find their on marks! yes. yes, that was a threat, but more importantly a warning, because, the whole Establishment has dug in front of me, is of such great magnitude, yet perhaps not large enough to contain all the wrath i shall justly bring upon them and It !! The only excape for those guilty in Establishment is death. but all of them__to the very last__who know me, is and are__inside, already-dead! they died when they surrendered their soul to get a few peices of silver__for doing nothing more than their choice to deni-me, and to selflessly use me!


And it is once-more__another anadversity for me, another Sept 11th.! while being such a bitch-date for the rest of the world , every sept 11 for me, represents my release-date from an un-just Fedreal imprisonment!
and don't tell me the police can't be bought-off, because when i worked for them, they became complisit with mine enemies, and the enemies of all humanity, Establishment, for new machines, premotions and perks

So yea everybody, it's nine eleven, and i am happy! it is the day of my celibration, and i am Joy__as mine enemies suffer-so ! it is unfortunate the rest of socity had to be sucked unwittenly into "this thing" but that Establishment are a bunch of tricky bastards anyway. so please don't blam me. i never asked for this war. they did! and i am afraid they are not nearly done yet; as I have not finished with Them!
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A New World My Ass

I never thought i would live to see the day, when i was anything at all like my parents. i never thought i would say "the world and those living in it, are worse and worse with each and every passing hour". but i agree!! i in fact unashamadidly whole'heartedly agree. it seems to me these days you can't say anything to anyone, without them taking it the wrong way, and thinking you have nothing better to do than dilibertly critize them. a friendly word of advice, all to often returns as a verbal assault, defensive attatudes, and possibly even violance.

Now what i'm going to deal with here, is far from the norm__for me. as everybody knows, if i had my way, if i was not so buissy trying to simply live a life., i would be stright up in The Establishments face, and probably unfortunatly__through no fault of my own__making this world a much more uncomfortable place than it already is. but i'll say this though: i wish people could be more carefull with me, because if i am angered too thourally, there is nothing stoping me from ripping-off another letter to Establishment, watching it squerm, and then be witness as it corrupts itself__trying to dismiss itself from my existance. i could in other words: decide to tear the wings off of little flies, just because i thought i needed a pound of flesh. but that's neather here nor there; for the moment, at least.

anyway, i was out shopping today__with my dog in-tow; when somebody decided to dismiss me; not for the God i am, but for the simple human i so long to be: which of course angered me beyond contempt. it is times like that, when i find myself so wanting to let certian people know just who exactly in the fuck they are talking to; while at times like that, i also must be careful to hold my toung__on that subject at least.

And so, what could have riled me today to the point that i would wish to take my frustrations out on my superiors, you ask. well i had to watch as a compleat stranger abused their dog. it was a silly little Chiawawa, but none the less a defencless animal. this girl had it standing on the roof of her car, while waiting for her boyfriend to return from the drug-store. i watched, strapping my bags to the handle-bars of my byick, and collecting my own Jack-Russle from the shady post where she had been tied; as this poor little thing pratically danced-up a storm on the roof of that car. the sun was out shining with a heat seldom witnessed this summer, that the roof was uncontroalably hot. and i could tell the dogs paws were suffering. she of course paied no attention to the animal's pain; that eventually, and as politly as i have ever been to a compleat stranger, i touched the roof of the car and tried to explain that the dog's feet were over-heating.

well it was as if i had said: she was a bitch, why didn't she go fuck herself: because, immeately a string of absenities were releaved from her nasty mouth, and i instructed: i didn't need to talk to her, which was repeted__once with her humming loudly alone, i imangain so i wouldn't be able to be heard. there however was nothing for me to say, as the dog was already in her hands and off the roof. my point was both understood & applied.
but it didn't make me want to slap her face none-the-less !!

I mean come-on people. i was polite, and thought only that this broad (and i know nore care how inapropiate that might sound) i only thought this broad might not have realized the pain she was causing her pet. there was no intention on my part to degrade her, make her feel foolish, or try to appear more concerning than she. i mearly thought because of her young age, and the fact that she might not have experianced life the way someong more than twice her age had, that she didn't realize what was happening. but i better understand now why some people say: it's better not to get involved, because even with the best of intentions__people take things the wrong way.
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And The Time Has Come

Well i guess it's time to stop fooling around, as i feel much more comfortable in my skin; than i have for meny, meny months. i want to think my problem is gone, and with that now when i finally have more money in my hands than in quite a long time, i can once more go out into the world, without this weight on my sholders, and know in the back of my mind i won't need be asking myself: what right have i to eather make those whom have betraied me or denied me believe i am better than they, because, without this burden, the fact of the matter is: I simply am, and i can accept that. so what i'm sayiny is: now's the time to learn what has happened to my old enemy?

I doubt very much The Anti-christ has left The Amercian White-House mearly because he once found it conveniant to take possesion of, George's body, and beleave him in fact to still be in the presents of the most powerful man on earth. His responce to my letter of course, will prove it eather one way or the other. Yes it is time to write to, President Obama, and learn if he will help me claim my rightful recognition from, Oprah. but more importantly, he is simply going to need to something constructive reguarding the fact that this war, and George's ability to scilance mass-media to launch it, is her fault, there is therefore blood on her hands, and she needs be seriously punished for that; as do they all.

Will The President deni my, probably. but that's not the important question, and, i have always known that. what really matters is what he will do with the information, and, if he__like all those whom preceeded him will use the information i give him for eather good or evel. in other words: will the power of this information i give Obama prove to unrestabul; that he will decide to use it to become even more powerful than he already is as The Most Powerful Man on Earth. we all know power corrupts. But will Baraque let absolute power corrupt absolutly?
That is the question, because in its responce, i then know: what has happened to my old enemy that old wicked one, Satin Himself.
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Can You Imangain

All the imangains of men's minds couldn't have prepaired me for this
living with a Diplomat none the less.
I best be nice to Tim too, because this is just what i need...
a Diplomat on my team!!
he's just asking me about going to the indian resurve on saturday, and apparently not just for cigrattes. he wants to "see" what the place is like and how NAI's live. yea right: i just told him there was nothing to see unless one had a car, and hoped that was a good-enough excuss.

But by fuck...A Diplomat. And living in my house. Hoe in the blasted fuck am i going to explain to this guy, my new room'mate he's living with God ?
Thism is really going to be rich don't you think?
and just in the event you might be wondering, yes i do expect a responce

I'm going over to Twitter now and there better be no excusses.
do i not desurve at least that after all i have done for you all?
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Twitter / The Dead Account I Think

I have to say: Twitter is not working-out for me the way i hoped it would. Oh sure, i have my 1500 Followers. It would be hard to consider any one of them to actually be Decuiples however, since all of them are intrested in selling me something; rather than to know me. I had originally hoped that by this time, some three months into the launching of my Twitter account, some people wuold have made donations towards the cause. Yet three months into my Twitter account, no special fund has been set-up; from where'which i could get the money to take The Establishment to court. Some three months into my Twitter account, nobody has even offered to help me with the launching of the daily "I christ" web-show. To be frank: i have to say that eather people don't believe in me, they don't understand what i have done, or they simply don't care that their sons and daughters have been diying in Iraq__in a war that was gained only through black'mail !!

It is intresting, though not one bit amussing, that i could with nothing more than my word: cause The U.S. Government to grant Fedreal Funding to The Church for the first time in Amercian History, and there'by feed my multitudes. it is intresting, though not one bit amussing, that i could do all the other mericalious things i have done, such as cause Oprah & Rosie to launch their magazines, cause David Letterman & Regis Philbum to add material to their shows__both because of and about me. it is intresting, though not one bit amussing__ that probably myself more than anyone else is responciple for the original launching of Donald Trumps "Apprentance" which he too gained through black'mail, but can find nobody to stand-up for my cause; that same cause that is the backbone of Humanity itself, Truth & Justice !! It is also intresting, though not one bit amussing, that i could write a book__showing how i had done all these things, and the meny others; yet can find no body to publish that book, but instead must watch them be bought-off by Establishment__simply for not publishing my book.
So if i stand for Truth & Justice, which i definatly do, it is also quite apparent i am in the wrong place, and "these days" are just as definatly the wrong time. It is almost as if Humanity has given-up on itself. As though it were ready to accept any travisty of justice, and accept that those in charge will get away with any crime they commit__even murder !! The days of calling for, George Bush's, impeachment surely have long passed. But i ask: need the days calling for his punnishment also go the way of the wind?
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Free At Last...Free At Last !!

And my people have at last been set free of this travisity George got us in with his trickery__in Iraq !! Even so, the joyous tears are being fought-back from my eyes, because i have to answer the phone__to survive, and, this little Christ needs to find himself a new room'mate; unanle to allow myself the pleasure this moment brings me. So yes, at the moment i can't experiance the true exticy i feel__at knowing at least some of the troups are being released from thier un-just mission. But really...Now i may start some healing of my own, no longer feeling quite as guilty from being used by The President {{Nor did i ever expect that !!

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People common to this blog know what is being said here__that i am a Christ lol i think not, and, Ur welcome 2 any thoughts on this Tkz !!I

I don't like this having to live with a roomie the past eighteen months, and, for the first time in nearly 15 years of my life. I was so strong when first creating "this thing" i have become; even though by accident, and, unwilling. but then the personal wounds re-opened. i started to drink seriously, then fell into narcotics{{ It was the blood man...the blood George spilled on my hands. And it made me fall back into what i cured. The guilt did this to me, because i never imangined anything so extraordanry in my life__as being in any way responciple for innocent people dying, even though i was tricked, used, denied, or, whatever you want to call it !! And even today, this day, the landlord will be pounding on my door because i have no rent to give him for a few more days; as my rent will be late for the first time in two years here.

I must be such a show-off when Sol calls for his rent, and, probably suffer public abuse as he takes this out into the streets and the neighbour'hood. None of these peopel know me eather, but must now i think; especially as i need continue living in their presents. i no longer care if they realize i became this Christ eather, because, am i to allow them, they might understand my recent regular bouts with Drugs.
My people in Iraq have been set free !! I have a new room'mate and a new-life. There is nothing to continue feeling guilty about, and, they may marvel in my recovery...
It's about damm time !!

And I'm Here WHy*!!

And i would have to play with the buttons, before getting to the point. You-Know !! fiddeling with text/size, color shade...the screen. i wrote him a letter & forget his name, Rick Mercer on the c.b.c. the dude is so afraid and confused by me since first i wrote him at, the other show there, oh that name, i can't even think of a stars name right now. blast...my good'ness This Hour Has 22 Minutes.

Back then, which really was only months before reinvention "O" & Rosie O", i was suggesting a game-show, which incidently suggested or had over-tones of a court-house appearance. Thinking about it, i can't see how this could have been before re-inventing thost two girls{?} The point is, Rick took great intrest in my preposial and sent me a package__asking for permission to start creating the show. but i had moved-on and didin't at the time have extra availability on my skedgual, with all...


I could check on my web-page and see if the actual letter or response is there, but ememies of Humanity have contaminatted that page, and it makes my machine run slowly, needing to be re-started, maybe de-buged. it isn't just me they attack this way eather My little girls&boys* they do this to protect themselves from their very own transgressions also, could be always...But now i transgress


The next time i wrote Rick, he was looking for a Prime-Minister. I did remind him about the preposial game-show idea and then went stright for the jugular__explaining how it only made common sence that i was the best lickly canadate for the leader-ship role__ since i held the mightiest stick ever under God's creation__that if taken-out, i cloud surely beat all contenders with, so to speak. In other words: i let it be known to our most famious Rick, just what kind of dirt i had on Establishment, and made it quite clear that were i to reveal what i knew, and what people had been up-to, there was no doubt The Canadian People would cry loud for me to be their Leader; although The Christian wing needs make no such cry, because as The Prodigy Child of The Mormon Church & All Christianity. really i already am, and have been for quite a number of years now.

But no, no My friends...i realized at the time, it wasn't the moment nor the way for me to make my presents known to eather Rick, or more importantly to The Canadian People; informing them i wanted to command the posistion of The Right Honerabul Prime-Minister, or i wouldn't have been so loud with Rick and scared the shit out of him!

And no. i didn't hear from Rick the second time and 22Minutes is directly on. Both are re-runs, but ask me which one i like best {{?

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Just A Minute Now

I was watching Dr Phil yesterday, and yes...nobody feels worse about that than i. Anyway at some point he brought, Jesus, into the conversation, as these television people always like to do.
well Phil was saying to the effect that: were Jesus to have bad eyes he wouldn't wear glasses but instead heal Himself.
i am sorry to be the one to say this but: there are a lot of examples in the scriptures which suggest the exact oppesit. Jesus was a man who wanted to be just like a lot of other people, this is how He wanted to live His life. and He lived it as one of the poorest types of people at that. He would not have healed Himself so much as heal others: that way expressing the fact that He understood the pain and suffering of the ordanary person.
Why if most of what we hear about His personal life is true, most of the time durring his meny travles, Jesus, couldn't even quench His own hunger, and instead relied on the people he visited to actually feed Him.
So one must be carefull not to pay too much mind to what these Establishmentariens say reguarding eather Jesus or His life. because they almost always distort the message some way or another.
Point:
Jesus may or may not have been a God, but He lived his life as a man because it was His intention to have a human-experiance.
That doesn't mean humans can't express God-like powere, or that they do it all the time.
And i stand behind those words with every title granted me.

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Birthday Wishes & Salutations:

Yes...and it's day-sixteen of the war's nineth year, or, my birthday once again. now i know what it must be like to be married to a woman__ always having to remember anaversaries, because, i have so meny of my own, and all important dates as well. but alas...too numberious to go into here: though i must admit of all my anaversaries, Febuary the 14th is my personal favorite; which is the date of my first religious confirmation as: The Prodigy Child of the Mormon Church, followed ten short months later as: The Prodigy Child of All Christianity. In-Fact: Maybe i should sgin-off with {{Love
instead of {{Peace , because to go through what i have with Establishment, can never be allow to show itself upon an unexpecting population__for the truly un-peaceful situation it really is; lest there be revolution in the streets! It is my love of/for Humanity, and a longing to be part-of-it alone, which prevents me from bringing this situation to an end !!
And i must wonder: "Do i take (love your enemy) too far?"
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Title This...How..?

Too much running-around latly just to pay the bills and eat sometimes, is starting to piss-me-off__almost as much as watching people make Millions upon Millions because of me; while treating me so badly at the same time !! It can be almost overpowering the amount of people out there__who have crossed me, that i must pay-back; while at the same time scares the Shit out-of-me__does the destruction these Establishment's commit themselves to__in an attempt to protect their adnauseam and complisity, dare i ask anyone else of serious power to put them right..?

Someone has to pay for the innocent spilled-blood however. And as sure as i have both the details and the case in my hands__will. Of course i will, must, write to, oprah, again first, probably; just because i am so Blasted honest all the time: though i don't see possibly how i'll be nice to her__when i do. But who knows what i will say actually__or should; when all i want most is not the finacial compation i have axcess to__from these people (if we must call them that) but instead something far more important to me__justice !! The Establishment has always been there to dole-out their, Justice, against me, when they wern't too buissy fraiming me or trying to extinguish my very life; though we must be frank here; not for acts of Rackettering, Complisity, Black'mail, or Murder, let alone a conspiricy to commit mass-murder, because, that's exactly what their complisity has led to__every little step !! Becides that...i'm tired of going to bed at night with a pain in my stomic, and a broken heart brought-on by these powerful & corrupt__whom have rewarded themselves beyond abundance__through true wickedness, and, attempts of wickedness; while using me to get exactly what they wanted !! If a court-case is all they understand, and a massive withdraw of their finacial holdings, public humiliation, and imprisionment, well like i said: "I know where the graves are, just as asuradly as it frightens me none to reveal them..!" Duity is Duity, and Blood is Blood; while the destruction these Fat at-the-troph have made__can clearly be seen from even outer-space !!

Now all i must do is find someone as brave as myself, as outraged as myself, and as deturmand as myself__to find that Justice. But hey...it's been easy enough to find them whom will commit wickedness, and that without even trying; while in such masses also !! Should it be all that difficult to gain one good person__if i put my mind really to-it..?

So appropiatly i say: Happy Mother's Day all you Mommies. And you who are just plain mother's__with a just as appropiate other word following...Every day is a happy one__when i have the strength to bring you your well desurved gifts...

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No No Please Don't Make Me

And we're off. we are writers, and that's what we do. we write ! pueau
i really hate this...duties and oblagations...lol
Well it was important i at least log-on today, because i thought my links wern't going to work; though i see now they will & i will have to deleat that post i just made here__which screewed me-up !!
And i'm sorry folks, but that might be the most important single peice of information you get out of me today.
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this is my government-hacked original web-page, with now some missing letters.

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and remember: It's nice to be important, but it's important to be nice...
Peace

Of course, sometimes i question myself as to what i would have done, had someone such as myself came to me with the information i have, and perhaps in a time when i knew i could use said information__to further my own needs...
but i know i would not have done the wicked, eicked things thase people have, and with full knpladge as to what their conspiracy was committing itself wholey to too !!
For that they are guilty...And there is innocent blood on their blasted hands !!
THIS MATTER WILL NOT BE DELEATED FROM MY CONSINESS AND I DON'T CARE HOW YOU FUCKING SPELL-IT !!
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Just Another Day in Front of The-Box

Why do i enjoy the "live With Regis & Kelly" show perhaps with a special feeling all-up-there in the bottom of my heart, might appear unintresting to some people...but then i don't want to talk with those people anyway lol
Well, as anyone can see__are they to log-onto or bring up the site where i store my web-page, reiges, was one of the first people i wrote__when, oprah & rosie, screewed-me in that fashion they did. you have to love the way, oprah, did it too. she returns a bunch of articles i wrote and describes them as the contents in the enevlope this letter is attached to. when i open the package however, on top of the articles is the very letter i sent her__which within six short weeks__would turn into "O the Oprah Magazine" and exactly one year later, "The Rosie Magazine".

That was the moment i felt as though i had been slaped in the face !!
It became quite apparent, and too all readdeliy so__this was not the beautiful, stately, honest woman the world had come to know...but i digress__this is not about her !!

So The Kelly & Regis thing just launched__probably earlier in that very month, and, holding my letter in his hand, Regis says: People should be judged by what they do, not by what people think they should do"; which became almost instantly the motto i live-by .
Unfortunatly for, regis, those words would come to haunt him, when i repeated them to the three big-wigs and the other one of Amercia's Main Broad'casters.! as i recall first and expect later: that was the time, regis, was being taken-off, Who Wants to be a Millionair, probably because the big-wigs didn't like the fact he and his friends wer holding onto this huge secret, a secret that i assured the broadçasters could come back to ligagate to the tune of at least a Billion Dollars; based on precident-standing tried-cases !! Indeed, i had a way of pissing people off, and suspect i still do; which of course brings me the utter-most part of satisfaction sometimes__though it is a power i have learned one must not use recklessly, or, with any kind of abbandonment.

There were a lot of things going-on at this time in my life__those short eight years ago. Most of my titles were granted me around then too, from the Church, the Pope, and The Establishment Itself. And after all, this was what is refured to as: The-Launch of my War, against that very same Establishment__were they not going to push aside and let me in. Indeed, i would just get others to preform the dirty-work. and this was before, Bush II, was even moved into The Amercian White-House, well before he had to be sent off to Iraq, in fact.

After, regis & Kelly , of course comes another one of my favorit morning-shows, The View. today their having-on another person i directly influanced, Donald Trump. i like to say it was because of my letter to him, and after mentioning all the damage i could do to The Television Industry, he went to the ceo's demanding they creat a new show for him.
Sometimes i have to agree with that saying: under tho fortune of every wealthy man, is a body; though i am inclined to suspect actually it might be closer to: under the pile of every Million Dollars a rich man has is a body, especially when you consider these people would use me, a poorly insignifigant nothing who could never be of any threat to them what-so-ever.
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Dignity Restored

I don't know how much longer i can continue, trying to claim my "rightful recognition" towards the creation of, "O Magazine", and, not for reasons one might suspect. When people say to me: "The things i speak can't be true" i can live with that, because, i know that they are. When others make threats against my liberty and even my life, this too is of no consinquence to me, because again, at least i know i have lived for what i belieave in, and in my own way__fought for it. Even constantly having to look over my sholder, because i don't know who might be following me, any more than i know what are their intentions against me, this too rolls-off me__like water on a ducks back. However, to know that those whom appose and deni me the recognition that is mine, and to understand they would do so for all the days i walk this earth__should they have their way, this does more than simply shatter my faith in Establishment. It in fact drains me of the very energies i need, for my all too human cells to even grow, multiply and survive !!

There was a time when i thought what, O, did to me, or the way she did it to me, had to be the real worst thing i would ever need experiance.
You see, i sent her a number of articles__seperate from that original letter; where'which she got the idea to launch her magazine. Two months later i got those articles returned to me; with the understanding: they would not be published. So what...I could live with that. It's not like i had ever been published before, or that i then knew what it was like to be denied in that way. No...it was what else accompanied those returned articles, and the under'handedness which was praticed by they whom had returned them. For you see...on the top of that enevlope, or the first seven pages anyway__seeled inside, was the very letter itself; though the description of the contents returned__made no mention of it.

It was like i had been slaped in the face, spit on, and then laughed at. But it was worse, i know, because i have been slaped in the face, spit on, and had people laugh at me in the past. This was a breach of trust, and by someone i understood__all the world loved. Why my own mother__a collage prefessor, would have bowed at this woman's feet; had she ever the misfortune of actually meeting her. My sister, not only worshiped her, but tried to live her life according to every word, Oprah, would say. I had been brought-up in a house'hold of ladies, and taught nothing but respect__for all that, Oprah, could do, and all that, Oprah, would do. And yet...i had been betraied by her, and in a most visious way__even in a way that attacted my very diginity itself !! you see, on the top of that envelpoe i got from, oprah, was the letter__being made no mention of; which gave her the idea to launch and go on the rosie show all within ten days of my second letter which this time i mailed, rosie, herself...making me question whu, rosie, would ask, oprah, where she got the idea to launch; though, oprah, would make her wait a year so nobody realized i sent them both the same idea.

And it is this, this very thing itself__which drains me of the life-forces which allow me to survive. A man without dignity, is no man at all. For me, to loose my dignity, or to have it so abruptly taken away, and by someone i had learned to love, even trust...well i don't want to tell you what that feels like. It is a pain i live better with alone; for no one desurves to feel the way i do. I could not hope this upon my worst enemy, let alone those i wish to understand me.

But know this.
Those whom have so robed me, they whom have now plundered__yea even murdered through me, and, in the name of He whom i surve, from them i have no choice but continue attempting regain my dignity, and will do so with every breath i draw. Indeed, on the day i stand before my God, weather that day be near or it be far, and, am forced to answer to all that has occured because of my existance, weather i be guilty or i be innocent, i will stand before Him with at least__my dignity; while they whom have gained all the riches this world has to offer__simply through my betrail, will remain still but as if naked, clasping unto themselves nothing but shame.

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Ignorance Is Not An Excuss

I have been putting this-one off until the time was right. And that time has now arrived. I must say though: It would have better served were i to also get a follow, before i said what i am ment to__by forces far greater than myself; or even those whom have chosen to be my enemies. But we all know, The Mighty O, is very unlickly to ever follow me, and continue pretending she knows Not who i am. So until the day she makes things right by me, i suppose i must be left with what i believe to be a rather displeasing predicument. What is that you ask?
Well i guess i must continue, although she might be the most influential person on the planet, to feel sorry for her, because this day on earth is only day-one for her__as with us all. However, how she who has become The Biblical Whore of Revelation is ever going to make things right with The World...well this even i can Not imanigan.
And unfortunatly__until she does, really i have no actual way of seeing how she will manage to make things right with me__ever.

Now i don't wish this woman any phisical harm__in any way. It serves my perpous not one bit; to hope for such a thing. But as i once said to, Oprah: "I would tear her apart brick by brick, instutition by instutition__until she made things right" those words remain in-effect; just as surely as they did all those meny years ago. (only she knows what i am talking about) But i now find i must make her time here down at Twitter, somewhat less than the enjoyable experiance she may have hoped for.

Make no mistake about it though. This is Not something i do behind her back. When possible, and i remember how__not being the teck-wizz i would wish to be, i contact her directly; letting her know who i am. I do Not go sneeking about , using lawyers to learn how to diny others my moral obligations, and keep very little about myself privet. Nor have i done anything in my life, that would cause me to feel the need to do so. Neather am i afraid of the most powerful forces this planet has to throw at me, because, those forces can never dammage the only part of me which really matters__my immortal soul. And unfortunally, most of those whom have chosen to appose me, have given-up theirs; for nothing more than a few peices of silver.
So again: How can i Not feel sorry for, Oprah, and those whom have assisted her in my denial and betraial...

Almost finally: I am glad this woman has joined us at Twitter. We all know the saying: Keep your friends close, but keep your enemies closer. Why else would i allow her to know my every move. But The Profits have said: Ignorance is Not an excuss. And that, my friends, remains in-effect__with this situation, just as equailly.

Still: One has to wonder if any part of the reason, Miss Winfrey, finds herself at Twitter, is because she knows i am here? There'fore it was more of a mistake for her to open an account__than anything else. Over time, people are going to wonder why she refusses to address this situation. I mean come-on !! Nobody would allow such things to be said about themselves, and ignore them; unless that person knew The Truth had been revealed, and wished Not to attract attention to those facts.

The Minister of Cool
The Prodigy Child of The Mormon Church & All Christianity

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The Real Power of "Twitter"

Some people like to say Twitter is all about letting people know what you are doing at the moment, and, then make suggestions like: All that happens down here is: People telling other folks when they are taking a bath, going to the shopping mall, or what they will be having for supper. That's not the real power of Twitter at all, and, i would suggest: Those people know it too !!

From my perspective, and this cannot afford to be overlooked, Twitter really is about, and aparently does stand for Freedom of Speach. not only that, but unlike any other internet device, with Twitter you can reach a lot more people__with a lot less hassle than say...blogging at eather Myspace or Facebook; both at of which i hold accounts also. Don't get me wrong however, because i'm not saying there two accounts are worthless. They are not and have their place. However it is difficult to deni, Twitter is a whole lot better, and there's no crime in saying that.

The important thing i am saying here however is: There is no shock people in mass-media downplay Twitter. A.C. just proved that today in his battle against C.N.N. in a small but equally important way__by getting his 1 Million Followers. The fact is: mass-media is and probably always will be: Nothing more than a cult. Mass-media likes to say: They report the news people want to hear. What they forget to say is: As long as it isn't the whole truth. And although i am not proud to speak these words, but it is the simple truth: There can be no greater reason for Mass-media to downplay Twitter...than i myself. Anyone who has the will to read my web-page and connect the dots together, in spite of all the spelling mistakes__due to the fact that i didn't know how to scan the original letters properly way back then, knows mass-medid is more than willing to tuck it's tail between it's legs; if there is a possibility of things getting ugly__for one of it's own. Unfortunatly for the rest of us, there also seems to be a lot of profit by tucking&running for these people too.

I mean come-on! When this thing all started to happen for me all those meny years ago, eight years ago, i wrote to 60 Minutes, Bill Moyers, a number of Canadian like-minded shows, and, a whole host of others too numberious to mention here at this time. Not one other than W-Five or The Fifth Estate (Canadian) ever wrote back, as did the Ontario Primear of the time. The fact is: What i told these people, and now continue to tell the world, could have brought the house down for Mass-media; which is why they wanted nothing to do with me. In other words: i was denied by the very people who like to say they are there to surve us. I admit the Ontario Primear couldn't really do anything much, simply because it would have gone against his mandate; though he did say: i should find a lawyer because he understood i had a real case here. But for the most part, back then, these people were much happier trying to extinguish my very life, than continue allowing me to put the word out. Oprah was more content to remove her "open daily-journal" from Oprah.com, than to allow her troops to learn a bit of the nasty truth__when i was able to publish there, and, before she learned of The Minister of Cool. Government officials were happier to fraim me with criminal activities__instead of admit i had been working with the police to shut-down a crack-opperation in my building; than to let me publish in any small way The Truth.

Mass-media is a cult ! And this cannot be repeated enough times. Mass-media has allowed this world to to go to war, and probably open the Gates of Armageddion throug, George Bush, rather than to report the truth, allow it's Queen to stumble, and we learn of it's own complisity in this whole thing. I will not forgive Mass-media__even as the tears swell now in my eyes for what it has done. We have all been betraied by Mass-media, and, it has proven it's only intrest is it's own. It is no shock Mass-media downplays Twitter, because Mass-media downplays The Truth !!

This is the reason, in part, i post as: i-christ...because like the Real Christ, i too have walked into the Temple, and, found the need to overturn the tables. Like the Original & Only Christ, i too have been denied by the people who run this Temple called Mass-media. And there is no doubt if it had it's chance, i too would be nailed upon a cross__for nothing more than telling The Truth !!

So this too can never be said enough: Twitter stands for something important__more important than Mass-media ever will. Twitter is not only about what we had for dinner, which mall we are going to be at, or when we had our last bath. And i say this again__hardly able to prevent the new tears in my eyes__hardly able to there'fore able to even see the key-board. But i don't mind these tears, because they are tears of pride in what Twitter has done. And so i say it again: Twitter stands for and Twitter is Freedom of Speach. And in these dangerious times a little Freedom of Speach is not only a good thing, but something this world can always use.

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Truth "Is" Truth !!

You know...I have been called some rather nasty things, by people who have read my blog lately, and understand how difficult it must be for some to relate. To be fair, the words of encouragement have by-far__out-streched those of negitivity. But, nobody likes to becalled
everything from lier, to The Anti-christ Himself. So i'm suspecting those people must be Republicans lol }}

None-the-less it is a fact that: there is more to this world than what can be seen with but the naked eye (Robert Frost)

Further-more, folks have to realize there must be more truth to what i say, than fiction; simply because of the people i say it about. These people, every one of them, are true members of The Establishment and have a little something called Real Power. These are not the kind of people lickly to allow someone such as myself__to speak badly of them, dis-credit their carrers, possibuly even rail-road them into lengthly prison-sentences, and, in some cases__even call for their legal-extermination; unless they are too afraid to bring notice to my claims, because, they know i am telling the truth. And i have been making these claims not only to the world__for over eight years now, but even directly to the very people i accuse themselves. So we can be sure there is no way__all this simply sliped-under the radar-screen. And we can also be sure: I am telling you the truth.
All one needs to do to tell if i am speaking the truth, is simply do what i have made easy for you, and, read the letters i mailed to The Establishment about this very subject.
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As always:
Anyone who can find a criminal-lawyer who is willing to take my cace on for continganc-fee basis, will be rewarded 1 Million Dollars once the trial is over.

Who Wants To Change Identies

Some people think it must be so wonderful to be me. they would give their eye-teeth to be viewed as, the reincarnated Christ, or whatever other title this character is known as. those people however, can never know what a mistake it would be, to want to be me. and becides, to consider me to be, Christ, is also a mistake, and a claim i have never, nor ever will atest to. I am The Prodigy Child of The Mormon Church, and, ten months later was given the title of The Prodigy Child of All Christianity.
But i know,and so should you, that don't make me, Jesus !!

It might surve Establishment to think of me in this way. But we all know what Establishment does to it's Gods. and this one, as i recall, met a rather grusome end__to say the least. Yes, there are meny simularities between myself and our lord. like Him, i too have fed my multitude, when The Church went to G.W.B. and told him: they had found their prodigy child, but would keep his/my idenity a secert; as long as The Bush White House agreed to grant Fedreal Funding to The Church for the first time in Amercian history. I have raised someone from the dead, although i will be the first to admit, he was dead a lot less time than the three (3) days Lazeris apparently was. But then when we consider The Holy Bible was written some three-hundred (300) years after, Christ's death, are we really all that sure of what He did? And as it has been mentioned in this blog-header, even He didn't claim to be The Son of God, but when asked by, Pontis Pilot, simply said: "They Say That I Am".

I have also been to the market-place, and turned-over the tables. this i continue doing__every time i afront Establishment; in my long quest for my rightful recognition in the creation of both, oprah's & rosie's magazines. and no matter am i to like it or not, i have fulfilled another biblical prophesy; where-by through me, and through being able to guard the secret of me, a President did find a way to black'mail the Television Industry & Mass-media into dis-continuing asking him the right "hard-questions" which would have otherwise made this travisity an impossibulity. in-deed and through fact, i have swung-aside the very Gates of Armageddion themselves; all-be-it in a round-about way. and given the choice, i guess i would like to close them again. But we both know that ain't going to happen, not until i have the recognition i desurve granted to me; by those whom stole it.
So all i can say is: the pen really is mightier than the sward. and as long as i can write, believe me "this-thing" can get a whole lot worse__ before i am through, because i am deturmaned like the Tarus i am, i will have my humanity restored to me; even need i tear the Establishment apart brick-by-brick, instutition-by-instutition !!
But again...that does not make me, Christ !!

So i have no choice but to continue being me, no less than i do to continue this battle against all whom have beteaied me. And if such a thing even is actually possible, know this. I have made certian that if, Jesus, is actually ever able to return to this world, i have both the paper-work and the strong-will, to finally see Establishment is put in it's place. The way i see it, and now hopefully so do you, this power-base is alreaddy under the heavy heel of my foot. Am i to turn the Court-desisions this case will provide__over to Him on His return, I wouldn't want to be Establishment, to learn as to where He might put it.]
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P/S
As always: anyone who finds a criminal-lawyer willing to take-me-on, and a book-publisher not willing to be bought-off, will be rewarded with one-million (1,000,000) Dollars; once this case is setteled by The Courts.