You fucking Allah is the Moon. Scorpio/ Aries are the sun. Mars is Virgo and Aries. That fucking deep sea Nibiru is Libra and Pisces. Shame on you you evil desperate Prakash Saint Paul! You are nothing else but a scaly fish from the Piscean deep sea at the edge of the solar system. If you and that bloody evil consort of yours Anthony Albanese, the bloody piece of gills and scales, try to be anything else you will drown in your own bellies which is nothing else but the Piscean deep sea that you belong to! That I curse! Get fucked!

Hey you dirty Piscean scaly fish Albanese! You want to be anything else but the fish you are, I’ll fuck you dirty stinking fish, along with that Prakash Saint Paul for eternity. The next time that farting creep from his mouth Prakash Saint Paul changes the arrangement of the order of the dimensions, the solar system or the universe, he and his brothers and sisters and their families, his ancestors, and you and your fucking ancestors will be accursed to eternal torture, rape and debilitation. Get fucked you piddle of shit with Prakash Saint Paul to the Piscean deep sea, Nibiru, the evil place you both belong to for eternity. Smash you two to bits so that you float at the edge of the solar system for eternity! Don’t you dare waylay my family anymore you fishy creeps! Destroy you sodomisers. Fuck you!

Hey WordPress, don’t try to demean me to impress that faggot Prakash Saint Paul! I know how to destroy my own armies if they are turned against me! And I won’t even spare the love of my life Jashmina, if it comes to that! None of you have the right to fantasise that I can only be patient and restrained and watch myself self-destruct with the treachery and torture! Donald Trump go make peace with Iran, after all you told me today that: I am on my own from now! I don’t need anybody’s vindication. Since you love to obey that faggot Prakash Saint Paul more than me! If you would also love to be a faggot like Prakash Saint Paul! I think termination is nigh for the world!

I am just sounding my warning bells, Thank you!: A poem 

Here I am singing my song when I’m on the threshold  of 62; even if all of you are stone deaf to my lyrics,  except the ones who want to manipulate them (the lyrics)  illegitimately in their favour, of course! If you all have any   iota of morality in yourselves, or a sense of original spirit,  without it being dampened byContinue reading “I am just sounding my warning bells, Thank you!: A poem “

`Second meeting called with states’ Albanese or Allahbanese or Auntyny, what are you, you cunt of a hip-swayer? You forgot the word Nation?, you worst Prime Minister in the history of Australia? I curse the Number Two (Second) strangulates you and your Labor Party for eternity. Dig your grave, you creep, because your eternity is reserved for the abyss! COMMIT SUICIDE, fishy freak, Shit be filled in the oversized mouths of all you ALP members? Your (un)employment minister, today, surely showed me how big a mouth she has!

Everytime that wench Patricia Karavallis opens her mouth, I curse that Albanese’s or Jim Chalmers’ shit gets into it! Hey fucking pissfarts Australian Broadcasting Corporation, why is the Afternoon Briefing at 4.00 pm? Hey, Trump, how come you are only charging Europe 20%. And why are you not charging Albanese and the Labor Party? Why were you charging India 25% and 50% because it was importing Russian oil? Russia stood by India all through, while you strategically manipulating Americans were always propping up that illegitimate terrorist state Pakistan! I don’t need anybody’s vindication! Especially from people who don’t know how to return the favours I’ve done them. How come so many people in my block are not talking to me. FUCK THEM ALL! I’ll teach you all a lesson before I’m through! Tell me, how come everytime I curse that creepy fish Albanese, it is either Putin or Israel that are punished! Prakash Saint Paul your greedy selfish treacherous fangs and eyes and belly are the sorest losers!

I want all the Labor Party Offices all over Australia to be raided and seized this very moment. And I want Anthony Albanese to be put to rigorous imprisonment for Life. And if anyone dare call the illegitimate Albanese government -the Australian government, I will curse them for eternity. And why is that pissfarting Australian Broadcasting Corporation calling the shithole Labor Government, Federal Government? …Because the fucking Labor Government and Albanese fed on the flesh of Australia! And I think ABC has forgotten Albanese’s name now, as they are only referring to him as Prime Minister! HYPOCRITES! ABC! I’ll fuck the lights out of you, sychophantic eunuchs! Ask Albanese if his pansiful characteristics are not exhibited in his hiding behing anybody else’s skirts all the time!

Oh! How I remember my beautiful pets! In a memory of grieving euphoria!: A poem 

O You think what is fidelity, what is love?!  A bond that even a cynical misanthrope would abound!  This is like a machine shooting out the tennis balls  To keep you alive and kicking and aim the racquet of your heart  How do you feel this exercise of your soul  So agile and eager, like an owl in the night!  I wouldn’t even care aContinue reading “Oh! How I remember my beautiful pets! In a memory of grieving euphoria!: A poem “

Pythagoras, you had a fixation for the number 3!: A poem 

Somehow, I see you traveling into the Levant,  with the quest to educate yourself; and you stumbled  on an antediluvian stella, left by none other than  the advocates of Freemasonry, Jabal, Jubail,   Tubal Cain and Namnaah. The four siblings who  quietly wanted to leave their sacred knowledge to posterity.  Before the deluge would bring an end to their world!  And inContinue reading “Pythagoras, you had a fixation for the number 3!: A poem “