I don’t want Prakash Saint Paul. I suffered for eternity because of his evil and treachery. All the time having to disown my loyalties and armies because of his treacherous hijacking, to the point of my self-destruction. Hey Albanese, I didn’t want you to win, but I made you win two terms, because that evil Prakash Saint Paul was eating and hijacking my armies. Your government is illegitimate and misbegotten. For all my selflessness that went into your victories, please pay the proceeds to Prakash Saint Paul, and take him to the Piscean deep sea with you.

I don’t want any of you all (my family) You are all traitors to me working for Prakash Saint Paul. Ruin on him to the deep sea where he belongs, for eternity. I curse his brothers and sisters and their families to rape, torture and destruction. The treacherous villain keeps poisoning and hijacking my armies and everything I worked so hard for. Jashmina is nothing but Delilah under duress from Prakash Saint Paul. Even Daddy, who I love so dearly has deceived me. You all are forcing me to submit to the evil designs of Prakash Saint Paul.

There is a time when you freeze your fire: A poem 

(I curse Prakash Saint Paul, Anthony Albanese, the entire Labor Party, the Left, to eternal damnation in the deep sea; no matter what treachery they use to save themselves. Fuck the moon! Fuck the Piscean deep sea. Whatever Prakash Saint Paul hijacks will slingshot him in the Piscean deep sea for eternity, that I swearContinue reading “There is a time when you freeze your fire: A poem “

Hey eternal fish Prakash Saint Paul get fucked to the deep sea for eternity. I curse you and your brothers and sisters and their families to rot for eternity, if you don’t get lost. I curse the evil treacherous dishonest cheating Labor Party to eternal damnation. May Anthony Albanese have a stroke. Richard Marles freeze on the moon for eternity. Fuck the fish. Fuck the moon. Get fucked Prakash Saint Paul. Curse you from the might of all the sacrifices I made for eternity

Hey Prakash Saint Paul Ireland if you don’t stop hijacking my blogsite. I’ll fuck you so badly to the deep sea that there will be famines in Ireland for eternity. And tell that treacherous accomplice Sweden to get fucked as well.

I fling that Prakash Saint Paul eternally in the deep sea where he belongs. And if he doesn’t go there as I command him to, I will curse his brothers and sisters and their families to eternal rape, torture and destruction

Fuck the Piscean deep sea. Fuck the moon. Fuck that treacherous creep Prakash Saint Paul. I just don’t want him. Tell him to fuck off to the deep sea where he belongs once and for all! I am being victimised by a Delilah, who keeps betraying me. Destroy the Labor Party! Whether I am asleep or whether I’m awake, I will Destroy the Labor Party!

Yes, sometimes I feel like crying about the treachery committed against me at the behest of Prakash Saint Paul and the torture I have to go through mostly by the Piscean deep sea. Most of the times, I am very brave about it. There was a time when I had to punish Scorpio, Aries and Taurus terribly because Prakash Saint Paul was hijacking and eating them. But they never punished me back in return. I remember all the times Prakash Saint Paul ate me up relentlessly and I used to feel so weak and out of energy, yet I still did my duty to everyone. Is there any justice or will there be injustice for eternity?

I just got a spiritual message out of nowhere stating that: Everyone will betray me. I know why everyone will betray me. Because everybody is manipulated by Prakash Saint Paul, who pretends not to be, but is in secret complicity with the Piscean deep sea and the Labor Party.