Sunday, November 3, 2013

OK I PAY

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Moved to the foundation.

Disappear Norton really have anything to do with it anymore, no.

Who you blame, Peter Norton.

I'm not can give you my credit card I said I am not when to give you my credit card because all you're going to do is steal from me. Remember I've installed your product only on one computer. I've had to replace the hard drive on this computer because the world seems to have the need to destroy whatever's mine.

You intern start charging me update charges for not one program but multiple programs although one still only using the program on the original computer, it just has a new hard drive.

So Mr. and Mrs. Norton, you did that for several years.

I say that because you've timed out and the little Apple MacBook is now starting the high mode of alien invasion. Let me just say I cannot clear my Internet browsing program.

Now I came to this area in North Texas for one reason, I needed to update a specific program, I was could drop Norton and run with one but that one wants my credit card to.

You do not use your credit card with these entities because they're psychotic assassins.

Just go to Plano Texas. How many times were you going to rape me although I abandoned your prop although I abandoned your program some time ago. I can tell you that plane always chock-full of assassins and I would be telling you the truth.

You might be surprised, I can prove it.

And once you see the proof I can throw it into rewind and I can say all right let's return to the FBI and that wonderful Plano police officer who arrested me when I left the office.

It's like having law-enforcement torturing you. It's like Dick Cheney sitting in his office in Washington DC masturbating as he watches a film of a man being interrogated to death. Being done under the direction of United States of America. Those guys use a lot of loopholes.

Now to talk about the family affair, I'm still holding back, there's stuff you really don't know.

If you want to kill me you're doing a great job of it, it's the family affair and life in the good old US of A. So let's always those American flags and talk about what patriots we are not fine place this is.

I reach out to the world but the best offer I've gotten is remote parking in France.

It just didn't sound appealing.

I'm trying to save some nickel and dimes but in doing so the assassins are company around town to kill me. Okay, the only weapons I have are that associated with the fine arts. And I suppose the creation of trash.

I would really like the world to see what I documented yesterday. I would like the world to see what I created yesterday.

In my mind, it starts out as bull shit, then God has a habit of walking in and turning the table over.

So now I have to say I have an actual religious relic in the backseat of my car.

It doesn't belong to me, I'm going to give it away, to all of you badges everywhere it's just aluminum foil a paper towel a stick some Brahms vanilla ice cream some sand little bit–and some other stuff. A little bit of–little bit of axis. Ashes.

You can believe me or not I don't care.

This is one of those times where I just can't get up the power to like you, God I've been pushed beyond my limits, I'll try to lie when I can get my strength together.

I stayed out of the book just like you told me, but I had to address some important issues and I wasn't going to give them my credit card. So I thought I would find the old components associated with eBay and use some other type of payment process which would limit the capitalistic demons from devouring what little I have.

So I go to eBay.

And in the world slaps me in the face and so does PayPal.

I give up. I'm still pay full price for price would've been cheaper than trying to save a few pennies here and there.

Now I'm driving damaged goods and if you want to cripple me congratulations.

Unfortunately I'm truly human and unfortunately I am truly disabled. I'm not saying that for your sympathy I'm saying it to the world, it's a part of your entertainment, let's beat the dog to death showing. Shall we.

It's very rare for me to use certain types of religious iconography. This morning was quite different as they approach the end of the driveway and finished the relics composition.

For the number 4 railroad spikes or for the next religious relic. God told me about this one some time ago and I knew I had to eventually put together. I didn't want to but I know better than to fight with it. And for all of you fundamental Christians this is a type of manner this type of mirror.

If you're going go to heaven and you can see me there because I will not live in a place where you are if I can help it. I can't do too much about it here life but death is altogether different.

But let's talk about life and will talk about the 4 railroad spikes.

Right now let me show you something that is quite upsetting to me, but I have to let it go.

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust.

I've censored this still living I removed was my old Apple I disk connection link.

I don't have time to figure out how to create some other thing I just wish I could give you all of my artwork.

You need to see what's happened preferably from 0.

This is not the eBay painting but the eBay painting which is now in ashes was real.

It's like counting on Oprah, maybe some variation on a leprechaun, or who knows maybe somebody that you still like the Buddha in chocolate.

Hopefully I'm the pullout of this low point. The day started out, as I got out of bed very positive, my brain had made some major leaps forward even in the land of death.

I woke up and realized, I can't keep these people from killing me they've got real weapons and they are really going to use them. And what do I have to, as it blocks snack bag full of melted vanilla ice cream.

That was a Ziploc snack bag filled with melted vanilla ice cream, and the scalp of a horse Apple.

On one level I'm trying to keep it funny on another level am trying to keep it real on another level you've got that Lake in Sweden and this is one of those moments.

God jumped into that little Ziploc!!!

I will find no peaceful place in Plano Texas to do something that God wants me to do. But God has turned the flashlight back into the map room. And God showed me one of my own maps.

It's in the map container called…..  Let's just say it's a way to navigate to hell.

Slowly but surely. I need to go to the bank today I last my wallet here at the house then we had to spin those last little Mickelson dines. Those last little nickel and dimes.

I would tell the world that the proof is in the pudding but the putting is turned into melted ice cream.

Lock and load…

Yes I feel the low point starting to loosen up and I feel the anger starting to come up.

That's something the interrogators anticipate they use it. By the way I have pulled LBJ out and I've told Woodrow Wilson out and I'm probably going to pull out Martha and Martin Luther King.

This is a strange little set of events.

I came up with a loophole idea when I was very young I'm now writing some type of painted spiritual horse surrounded with a posse of loopholes.

I can write in heaven and hell I said I can ride.

So what you say you stop looking at maiming so concerned about what I'm going to do to you. I would tell you to read your Bible but you guys don't know what to reader how to read. You really don't. That's what makes it even more scary, there are some things I don't talk about. I will have to talk about it.

If you look in the archive I was told, take the thing to the sawmill and throw it in the air.

I'm going to say it. God's upset, there's some things in that book that isn't supposed to be there. Now look what I've done. I think I've just shut out every religious entity associated with the belief in the Savior.

I didn't choose this life! Is not a question of faith with me, I've actually met this creatures. Bindle physically appear anymore because thankfully you guys have issues with the 10 Commandments specifically the 10th one. But you guys don't know how to read those. And I think it's the 10th one is going to do with images of God.

Now this is complicated not had to think about it and pray about a lot. You can do it and you can't do it which means you've got a fine apart in the New Testament when Christ takes the Bible to the sawmill and throws it in the air. He takes a big tenant breaks it down.

If you people know anything about Christ you would know that.

But it looks like I'm the only one that knows Jack.

Another is enough.

I'm going to pay the full price because I don't have the options I'm not going to find my PayPal information in this state of consciousness.

Beating someone to death is not entertainment Mr. and Mrs. conservative person.

Have a field day people.

I plan on crossing the river.












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