John Rich? Should be Richie-Rich:

‘Im a true iconoclast

intertwined withe Vine’

-blessed benign then...

ALL the wealth, ALL the

power is truly pointless:

How many humans are willing to

be guillotined and die a martyr

which is over in a split second??

You willing to be counted among

the saints in timeless 7thHeaven?

DONT lookit his clothes or his cowboy hat -

very, very, very, very superficial/shallow

IF you judge him by his clothes and believe you’re

somehow better than him; instead, grow-up and

smell the coffee: Lucifer was made by God. Thus,

the battle is between good versus evil:

concentrate on your indelible soul first...

then you’ll see the things of earth are gargantuanly

ridiculous IF they’re not focused on the Trinity.

Why?? Satan’s BigOlDemons will flee like scared

rabbits at the Name of Jesus. Showtime, sunshine.

‘exponentially ASTROnomical’ (dog on the Jetson’s) is our reward for faith/love:

...so I knew I could do nthn on my own now with a hedNjury at 15; I had to make a decision which of the gods to worship having totally no knowledge of which: the thought of worshipping an anal-retentive-loser with horns, scales, putrid smell (yo! brush your teeth, fool!! y’stank like a mob hit floating in the river) didn't really appeal to this youth. Thus, grrr, I decided long ago to worship the Trinity: God, Jesus, Holy Spirit. ‘And that has made all the difference’ -Robert Frost

‘Peoples of the earth, it is entirely up to you: I will abandon no one who calls upon Me’ jesus ...ain’t no ER in Hellfire, bubba.

Google ‘death of atheists’ - find-out where they go:

HEAVEN’s LAUNDRY ROOM: every person on the earth has an exoskeleton which is quite perishable; yet also an indelible soul which may travel in either direction after our demise. Donta gotta be Catholic; just gotta be pure, living for God alone without the veneer of hypocrisy, living for the salvation of souls. Y gotta become holy like this sinner, kid.

1. if you love God with all your heart even if it means being the outcast in this finite existence; 2. if you love your neighbor the same without sex; 3. if you long for 7thHeaven which I myself went where ALL our desires come to fruition; 4. if you're never scared of weinerschnitzels who cannot hurt; 5. if you repent as often as this ostentatious, bodacious, mortal sinner; 6. If you carry the literal Cross (I am! invincibly! fearless! 

[yawn] can a mortal man stand against God?) 7. if you pray the Divine Mercy everyday; 8. if you stay steadfast/rock solid to the Trinity even if means your demise which you should look forward to because then you’ll join me in the ultra-extra-exquisite-plethora-of-party-hardy-for-eternity, you should have no trouble in reaching the Elysian Fields.

Dude, I’m insane for God; God can be anything I desire and I certainly know what I desire: nonillions X! milliquadrillions X! oemnillions of girls, girls, girls. See Saint Teresas testimony [from the Rue d’Bac, Paris]; she was an entrenched oddball. God loves oddballs.

see you soon, adorable girl

Does God have a Ph.d? Several highest doctorates??

Hardly: sHe’s the Universal Master; sHe donta gotta

no time for learning. Why? sHe knows EVERYTHING. 

Even the fateful hour of our lifelong demise; even the

Oort Cloud and exactly how many upNatoms -

remember, sHe made the universe.

Nyah. So look at this sinfull mortal:

I’m thought of as the very bottom by the Vox Populi

because of my gait/speech. Glory2God!!!

I’m considered pretty retarded2which’s pretty #@%!!

cool; all my life actually I was thot of as slower-than-

stupid just because I didn’t talk/dyslexia right! away!

Now, with my head injury, I’m right where God wants.

...yet their opinions of me matter little to me. Why?

They, too, will perish; they too shall be Judged on

whether or not they loved God with all-their-heart

AND helped the ‘homeless’ and/or the beggar.

I want absolutely nthn on this earth, Miss Wisdom,

not even human respect. Why? Living solely for God,

I consider high degrees/superficial, self-aggrandizement

idolatry - sHe didn’t spend Her time studying only trying

to achieve what is passing-away.

Take your thumb/first finger; hold’m close together

without touching. Precisely how long our lives are

whether you wanna believe it or not. The solution to

immortality without death? REPENT n BELIEVE (best

place to do that first, maroon word? At your bedside.

Kneel. Spill your guts out, man. be@peace).

surely humanity can discern if you’re as head injured as me:

The ‘Sign of the Cross’ which I do constantly, isn’t only/necessarily Catholic but has dramatic yields to the ignorant: the realism by which the Trinity is symbolized by us Chrysalis-Christians if we use this in the context of piecing a puzzle together, so shall invoke a colossal ‘fait accompli’ (French: ‘deed is done’) to assist us in reaching the lost. Thus...

As a Near Death Experiencer, as have millions of others all-over-the-world, I personally know s’up. Literally. CAREFUL, PEOPLE. Don’ta wanna remain ‘laissez-faire’ witha your eternal existence, wiseguy: I know MrTs gonna win (as the prophecy by our Creator says and sHe’s never wrong), yet what about your soul? That means although everyone’s mortal body perishes, our indelible soul is what I’m most concerned about:

1. Prefer abortion or birth?

2. Prefer MrT or SloJo... or aloof?

3. Prefer indifferent to God or thou-knowest-where-thou-goest?

4. Prefer Seventh-Heaven or Hellfire? Or Purgatory for those of U.S. who say they’re sorry at death’s hour?? God doesn’t wanna lose a single soul... yet sHe will if you staunchly refuse outta FREE WILL (God doesn’t want robots).

What makes me more kornfuzed is how the Hollywood producers don’t realize a few of U.S. bright ones recognize Satan is pulling-the-strings... till Jesus comes back and there shall be literal Hell to pay. Hopefully, this shall influence us to be brighter than the sun: Make Your Choice -SAW

dontcha wanna have BAWWLS, o’bomba??

Though my Pop worked at the world-famous-Menningers as a neurosurgeon/psychiatrist earning gobbsa moolah, he preferred to stay humble. He bought himself a lil’ Colt (not a baby horse, but an early 80s car). My point?

The lotta youse aren’t as yet ‘knockMdead’ (literally) to this cunning world as I am, thus, you're undefined about which way to vamoose after (cars, clothes, cash, condumbs, calumny, oi! bloody conformity!! to the world influence a lotta U.S. to turn-away from our True Home, our True Creator).

Thankfully, our blogOrammathon came to the rescue for those who wanted to learn of the red-flags and stop the general anesthesia which swept across our nation in the heightened ‘bourgeois macabre’ in ‘09.

 A: I shot-up like a bottle-rocket to miraculous serenity as a Near Death Experiencer which should influence a lotta U.S. to question what happens after our demise. Q: Sadly, it seems a lotta Americans are too comfortable to refuse the Mark. Yo! Christians! Pray, pray, pray your loved ones don’t fall to the succulent captivation of o’BOMBa (ain’t gonna happen Upstairs, son; only two sexes: male/female, innie or outie, ovaries/BAWLS, baby. Don’cha wanna have BAWLS, Obomba??)

Of course! said the Source! A lotta youse are still gonna talk dissent against the Almighty; however, the dynamics of ‘dish scent’ which o’BOMBa snakes-his-way-in leads humanity down the drain in his amiable vulgarity.

REPENT n BELIEVE in Jesus, humanity. If not, you might send yourself to the LEFT at our Divine Judgement by your indifference: personally, after our accident, the nefarious-world-run-by-Satan meant absolutely nthn compared to Heaven where we’ll live eternally doing everything YOU hoped or desired:

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