Does power over others rummage like a huge
machine harvesting the crops toiled by innocents
and killing the flowers in between! Do flowers
bleed from their preclusion from fortune and
the rapine of their preciousness? A dream takes
me like a spasm in the night, when the proposition (made
to me) becomes a realisation of that deviousness
against me, to devour my soul? How are my Trumpets
left soundless, because the evil seeks to render me helpless
of any aspiration bereft of my subjection. You know the media
is always sounding louder than my frail Trumpet
boxed between hijackers and an imprefecture of
evil collusion! If I can spot the stars against the
moonlight, do I think they are extraordinarily bright?
Or, is it my delirium from the tragic fever of being partially
blinded and then, blindfolded, and consequently, hitting the
wrong person with my sword, in the bargain, in a reckless
defensive offence?! The vile scar that mars this country (Australia),
is its Prime Minister is so devious, he wraps his octopus cocksucker
arms around everything that nears me! He thinks he can be condoned
for his crimes and treachery against me in this way! But his
way, will merely get him more leverage in the present. The
universe is recording all that is being done through the stars
overhead, a memory that can never be occluded in the transit
of time. And I will never forgive Anthony NA (for eternity)! I am
embedded like the stone never torn apart by time, deluge or storm.
If you know that a Phoenix bounces back in destiny, even when
repeatedly crushed! You know integrity is a weapon that can
never be stolen, even by the most rogue thieves, if they have
stolen all else from me. Do you think my patience and restraint
affords them (the evil) the prestissimo for them to exercise their
implicit wanton cruelty, that they seem to ostentatiously pass on
to the world as rules-based order? Saint Paul, have you a memory
of your treacherous past? Do you feel the guilt of your evil, overlooming
treacherous presence? Ananus ben Ananus (Anthony NA), you consort
of evil; do you realise that you are worse than the worst whore of
Jerusalem, as you spread your HIV-infected legs to invite gullible devout
souls who have an absence of astuteness or vision, and have no idea what
God wants of them?
