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Am I the mad man calling Donald Trump a leader? Am I the insane believer denying we can detect insanity? Ask your Pastoral authority interpreters to prophesy an end, where your side wins, and guys like me burn, for calling the interpreters of all the mandates from heaven liars, in the commonest mortal sense we have, we all know, all mankind survived so far, from finding deception healthy, while in the range of an angry man and his trained people as an accidental survivor from an old Spartan clan, people who came up from the hollers when the wars was overseas, where our religious writings all come from, between such wars as was won and lost and won and lost and won and lost, since ever was we was supposed to believe is the way of the world, always at war… hapless orphans there are many now traumatized, realizing we always knew, scruples had some definite absense detectable in Donald Trump. How ever, as he has declared himself opposed to my lifestyle, I live in peace and plenty, surrounded by blues and greens and whites and browns and reds and all the forest shades, at a sub alpine level BTW… Trump International Hotel and Tower in Chicago. The skyscraper reaches a height of 1,388 feet/ I live 3,395 feet higher than that, on the western slope of the fault line from progressing georecon-duction annealing cast steel processing ra' ore from rusted giant warships of old. Trump. Trump. Trump, on little Marco's drum, Tall and proud, battle hardened sodden soldier wannabe, Heroic defender to the post-trib faithful soldier class, Peter Peter Peter proud, perceiver of glory and honorable wealth accrual ways in DeMolay pilgim protecting Crusader guys behind a scarlet chi-rho, ** ** warrior ethos, for me for me, and we shall take domionion, upto so far as this stack of lines, nullifying war, as one sent to declare repeatedly annually echos of joy as strengthening common sense truths made unavoidable cause as cascades in any republican concept kept alive, the guardian class, the camo-clad warrior formation alive must swear to Believe, that the Bible as comprehended by Pete Hegseth, for Donald Trump, the proverbial byword for future demeaners of Napoleon's Chauvin's loyalty… none were so loyal as those Thiel invested in, today challenged to detect meaning in being and time, prove me now, herewith, my message as in the poetic licentiousness alloted me, be using my natural born portion of rations, on Earth to stack lined up precepts whither peace passing understanding has been growing, near land marks our literal pre conceived notions formed these pebbles in our shoes, and hair shirts under our old holy right uses for painful reminders christmas fortells easter and passover and conceptual error good land o'goshen we reckon, since, well, do tell, we reconnoiter, sensibly slowing down our whole weform reformative mind set, fitting pottery shards Job scraped his boils with, into relics logic leaves for gentle per use reuse fees, fi, I smell the blood of a double dealer, long known, shown, that seen, seen a second time, is recognized as that very idea, solipsism, sorted sadnesses festering infecting points perceived as painful, from afar, empathos, dos Cabezos cleft chin characteristic fold from farther back than Hapsburgs… I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll think a while, back in the Cuyamacas… this was an instance at common super cluster galactic fact scale, all at once, this became a poem you read/
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Dec 23, 2025
Dec 23, 2025 at 3:04 PM UTC
Peace on Earth, in whose mere mortal mind...
Am I the mad man calling Donald Trump a leader? Am I the insane believer denying we can detect insanity? Ask your Pastoral authority interpreters to prophesy an end, where your side wins, and guys like me burn, for calling the interpreters of all the mandates from heaven liars, in the commonest mortal sense we have, we all know, all mankind survived so far, from finding deception healthy, while in the range of an angry man and his trained people as an accidental survivor from an old Spartan clan, people who came up from the hollers when the wars was overseas, where our religious writings all come from, between such wars as was won and lost and won and lost and won and lost, since ever was we was supposed to believe is the way of the world, always at war… hapless orphans there are many now traumatized, realizing we always knew, scruples had some definite absense detectable in Donald Trump. How ever, as he has declared himself opposed to my lifestyle, I live in peace and plenty, surrounded by blues and greens and whites and browns and reds and all the forest shades, at a sub alpine level BTW… Trump International Hotel and Tower in Chicago. The skyscraper reaches a height of 1,388 feet/ I live 3,395 feet higher than that, on the western slope of the fault line from progressing georecon-duction annealing cast steel processing ra' ore from rusted giant warships of old. Trump. Trump. Trump, on little Marco's drum, Tall and proud, battle hardened sodden soldier wannabe, Heroic defender to the post-trib faithful soldier class, Peter Peter Peter proud, perceiver of glory and honorable wealth accrual ways in DeMolay pilgim protecting Crusader guys behind a scarlet chi-rho, ** ** warrior ethos, for me for me, and we shall take domionion, upto so far as this stack of lines, nullifying war, as one sent to declare repeatedly annually echos of joy as strengthening common sense truths made unavoidable cause as cascades in any republican concept kept alive, the guardian class, the camo-clad warrior formation alive must swear to Believe, that the Bible as comprehended by Pete Hegseth, for Donald Trump, the proverbial byword for future demeaners of Napoleon's Chauvin's loyalty… none were so loyal as those Thiel invested in, today challenged to detect meaning in being and time, prove me now, herewith, my message as in the poetic licentiousness alloted me, be using my natural born portion of rations, on Earth to stack lined up precepts whither peace passing understanding has been growing, near land marks our literal pre conceived notions formed these pebbles in our shoes, and hair shirts under our old holy right uses for painful reminders christmas fortells easter and passover and conceptual error good land o'goshen we reckon, since, well, do tell, we reconnoiter, sensibly slowing down our whole weform reformative mind set, fitting pottery shards Job scraped his boils with, into relics logic leaves for gentle per use reuse fees, fi, I smell the blood of a double dealer, long known, shown, that seen, seen a second time, is recognized as that very idea, solipsism, sorted sadnesses festering infecting points perceived as painful, from afar, empathos, dos Cabezos cleft chin characteristic fold from farther back than Hapsburgs… I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll think a while, back in the Cuyamacas… this was an instance at common super cluster galactic fact scale, all at once, this became a poem you read/
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If you gave me true love fame great fortune, a man to adore and be greatfull for near or far before, Pease resend all back to me! I missed my mark before,😩🗽 multiply blessings 🙏🏻for my loved ones next of kin, the SanGutiers the Auer the Bach's the Welks the Mlozis All known-unknown & true friends please God! Ah and as for my enemies traitor sterile raitano s & a, liz.w& Greek predator thugs do as you please with'm return all they do to my kids isolating trashing us all, back to them hundred fold! I give them all my burning pain. For Petes sakes get'm all out of our Julys Independence Day path. In Christ name amen. Happy New year to all. ~~~~~~ Karijinbba
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Dec 31, 2021
Dec 31, 2021 at 12:08 PM UTC
Dear Universe GD! Please!!