Thursday, February 21, 2013

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Driving out Evil

For a full week I bathed in blood heat water into which was thrown handfuls of hyssop herb. I know YHVH supported my quest for cleansing and forgiveness as I was able to procure a copy of the King James Holy Bible with headings above each of the Psalms. I read aloud Psalm 51, as well as Psalms 7, 50, 38, and 32.
Each time I bathed in the hyssop I would visualize the evil energy and negative forces of the Devil and his minions being absorbed by the hyssop. I allowed myself to experience the feelings of remorse, pain, shame, horror, humiliation, and then I would visualize it going into the herbs and the water being absorbed and then neutralized. I would wash off every last trace of the herb, coming it from my hair, washing it from my body, and visualize the negative energy spiraling down the drain. I need to do that again. YHVH is all-ways with me and giving me clues as to how to xconduct things. Yesterday I was watching an episode of Joel Osteen that I had PVR'd and Joel's sermon was on not getting caught up in people's negativity and that not every battle is yours to fight. If only I had remembered that this past week. G and I both got totally caught up in this flame war on Facebook....I should declared WWJD? and gotten on with my life, not been a total disappointment to my Father and Brother. I mean, who the Hell cares what some bunch of losers on the internet think of me? Jesus will always love and approve of me, YHVH will always be around me and within ime, and even the Blessed Virgin gives me comfort. I have my family.... what have they

Kids Get too Much

I'm so fucking sick to death of everything being for kids or old people.
Every God-damned community program is for kids, all the job training programs are for kids and youth, and even foodbanks show favouritism to the useless brats. I've been waiting for a permanent subsidized home since the 90's and I can't get it because I didn't validate my existence by squirting out some cunt-spit. You can't go anywhere and not have it ruined by children--every foodbank, social program, and public place I go is ruined by squalling kids and their over-indulgent parents.

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

What the fuck is going on?

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Things I've Learned Since I was Absent from this Blog

1. YHVH is on my side and loves me.
2. Jesus loves me; it's his followers I have trouble with
3. People are my main obstacle to happiness.
4. I have no value for life. The reason I don't shove people in front of oncoming
subways is because I have no wish to delay the train and further inconvenience myself. That's the ONLY reason, really.
5. I enjoy self-mutilation. I love the endorphin rush and I am comfortable with the scars it leaves. If you are UN-comfortable with that, your dis-comfort is YOUR issue. Kindly do not attempt to turn YOUR issues into my issues.
6. Jian Ghomeshi is cruel and sadistic and this fills me with desire. It's only for the power-dynamic, like admiring a thoroughbred Arabian horse from a distance. Once he's rode hard and put away wet all I'll want is to shower and wash the stink off.
7. Customer Service at Bell Canada is as dumb as mud.
8. I'm sick to death of Low-Functioing Losers stealing all the sympathy and attention from me.
9. The Universal Conspiracy Against My Sanity and Happiness continues. My brother Jesus gives me the strength and protection I need, showering me with love and affection that I deserve.
10. The rest of the world can go die. Really.

Newbies newbies newbies

Well hai sweet cheeks didja all miss me buttercups?
Okay, I know my last post left all my followers worried but no fear, I have overcome the world through relying on Jesus and not on religion.
I hate most people. I mean, shit, look at Jian Ghomeshi. I send him reguaklr supportive Tweets and never get a response but let me disagree with his use of the word "genius' and then he's not too busy to snark at me. I'm angry at myself for hero-worshiping losers and wasting my efforts on people who go out of their way to hurt me.
So onto other things. I'm STILL as crazy as a shithouse rat and still MAD proud of it. I just don't much go for Made Pride stuff like the stupid bed push which is just BS, but if you like it, go for it. Cacon a son gout. well, shit that last sentence was supposed to italicise. Fuck it.