FUCK THE ESS, CHAPTER 25

FUCK THE ESS, CHAPTER 25

A small group of people wonder about certain things, but never have the dam balls to ask me or comment, as though my curse is catching like some physical disease. Well, you might say to me, how about the Mike Gutherman Property Give-Away Syndrome you admitted to, that happened to you in 1976, Mountainpen? I am only going to respond with this for those who believe in curses and syndromes such as that, and many there are, but few who admit it openly for fear of sociological retribution and being disowned and ostracized all together by all who you may know. One recent thing is my statement that Lightning (Goddess Diana) has been not 100% truthful with me about some things. Well, in this case folks, you ARE better off for not being made aware of this in more elucidated detail, but I will gloss over it quickly. She insisted several things about my future in present-me persona, back in 1985. She said I am going to do about 75 years here. She said that she would come to me as a lovely giant blond. She said that something beyond earthshaking and incredible would begin to surface as this twenty-first century comes in. This would not make my life any better, but it would be so huge as to be on par with winning a powerball lottery or becoming president of the United States. I never could grasp the seemingly inescapable irony of how something that big would not alter my basic life style, yet here I am, and that part of things was more accurate than the combined biblical prophets ever could be on anything from cover to cover in the great Holy Scriptures. She did come to me as an incredible giant blog, in Berlin, New Jersey, and it was me who fucked up and did not pursue things. But as for doing my 75, it is hard to believe I will make it much past right now. My health is totally shot, and I should be dead within a couple of months, in my opinion. I intend to die in my apartment where no one can bother me. I want to die alone without being bothered by scum bag fuckiGN nasty people. I refuse to be on life support of any kind, I have made a living fucking will, and I refuse medications. I claim this is my religion, and when it is my time, then I will die. If anyone violates my religion or right to die so long as I do not take my life, I will sue for billions of dollars. Still, I was not supposed to fail for about 15 years, give or take. She was quite adamant about these three things. Of course, people make miraculous recoveries, so anything is always possible.

It would be total utter insanity to want to prolong an incredibly unfathomably miserable sixty years of life. If I am fortunate enough to be receiving a reprieve from the gods-governors, from this life-prison sentence, then so be it, I will take it as my RELIEF CLAUSE from this horrendous mother fucking PLAYFIELD of the gods.

Me from 1985, ''I'm Criana for Diana, oh precious sweet Diana, you have gone away, no matter what I do you will not stay. I try so hard every night and every day, but no matter what I do you went away''. Come back to me LIGHTNING!!!

© THESE LYRICS ARE COPYRIGHT, ME, IN EARLY 1985.

FEBRUARY 24, 2015,

TUESDAY NIGHT AT 11:55,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,

CURRENT TEMPERATURE 63 DEGREES FNHT.

RANGE----(H-83/L-55)

HUMIDITY IS 90%, FEELING LIKE 62 DEGREES.

WIND IS WSW AT 4, GUSTING TO 11.

OH BOY, OH WOW, OH SHIT, I was only half joking about all of it, Diana my love, don't get all bent out of shape, lovely beautiful LIGHTNING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SATAN IS ATTACKING ME SUPER HYPER TIME, AND EVER SINCE THAT COMMENT CAME ONTO MY BLOG, ABOUT JESUS CHRIST; THIS HAS BEEN OFF THE FUCKING CUNT LAPPING SCALE HELL. SATAN IS ATTACKING ME SUPER HYPER TIME, AND EVER SINCE THAT COMMENT CAME ONTO MY BLOG, ABOUT JESUS CHRIST; THIS HAS BEEN OFF THE FUCKING CUNT LAPPING SCALE HELL. SATAN IS ATTACKING ME SUPER HYPER TIME, AND EVER SINCE THAT COMMENT CAME ONTO MY BLOG, ABOUT JESUS CHRIST; THIS HAS BEEN OFF THE FUCKING CUNT LAPPING SCALE HELL. SATAN IS ATTACKING ME SUPER HYPER TIME, AND EVER SINCE THAT COMMENT CAME ONTO MY BLOG, ABOUT JESUS CHRIST; THIS HAS BEEN OFF THE FUCKING CUNT LAPPING SCALE HELL. SATAN IS ATTACKING ME SUPER HYPER TIME, AND EVER SINCE THAT COMMENT CAME ONTO MY BLOG, ABOUT JESUS CHRIST; THIS HAS BEEN OFF THE FUCKING CUNT LAPPING SCALE HELL. SATAN IS ATTACKING ME SUPER HYPER TIME, AND EVER SINCE THAT COMMENT CAME ONTO MY BLOG, ABOUT JESUS CHRIST; THIS HAS BEEN OFF THE FUCKING CUNT LAPPING SCALE HELL.

(Winter Clothing Tips... It's All About Layers.)

ALL PHOTOS ON THIS BLOG ARE SHARED BY ME FROM TWB APP (The Weather Bug). I am down here dying of heat, cute little baby, WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

JANE WHORE SLEAZEWEEDSDISEASE JUST FUCKING STRUCK ME DAM ASS AGAIN. LET ME COMPENSATE AND COUNTER-STRIKE WITH MY FIVES, PLEASE GREAT FOLKS!!!

Last night before I awoke around a quarter shy of ten, I was in a very wild place, and told many things. It seems that my lovely LIGHTNING has not been quite as truthful with me as she'd have me to believe.

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I have learned to live with this strange part of the FAWCES of Mister Hall. I have learned to live with this strange part of the FAWCES of Mister Hall. I have learned to live with this strange part of the FAWCES of Mister Hall. I have learned to live with this strange part of the FAWCES of Mister Hall. I have learned to live with this strange part of the FAWCES of Mister Hall. I have learned to live with this strange part of the FAWCES of Mister Hall. I have learned to live with this strange part of the FAWCES of Mister Hall. I have learned to live with this strange part of the FAWCES of Mister Hall. I have learned to live with this strange part of the FAWCES of Mister Hall. I have learned to live with this strange part of the FAWCES of Mister Hall.

My being endlessly struck with Fondawhore assaults, is one unexplainable such part, of these fucking goddess dam ''HALLS-FAWCES'', YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Yes Holy Father Great Pope, the death angels are nasty again, and so are the many many many many Satanic assaults on me. It is the epitome of unrelenting, Great Holy Sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Any prayer you and your great Vatican could bestow on me, would be eternally appreciated. If you talk to your predecessor, Honorable Sir; he will tell you about the magic house with the 6-9 rooms that all sort of go into each other back in 2008. He was just down the road from here that day, and I know he wanted to know more. I can only tell you what the Almighty has done, and SHE has HER plans with me, and there is no changing that. She screams in my dreams, “OBEY ME YANCY”, so I must of course, Your Eminence!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THIS PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW.