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How do we know where we should go?: A poem

You know the rains keep coming! Do they bring us relief? Do they wash off all the dark prevalent? Or leave our cities feeling like musty ghettos? And our homes like gutters we should only squirm in? Do we feel the filth even after becoming squeaky clean? And even when the season changes, we are left with fork-tongues leaders, who wouldn’t put their veracityContinue reading “How do we know where we should go?: A poem “

The so-called Planet Nine is the deep sea fishy Nibiru, where the criminals Prakash Saint Paul and Anthony Albanese belong. The fishy deep sea has given them the illegitimate privilege to conspire against and victimise everything else, to morph into everything else and bodygrab everything else. So much so, they alter preordained dimensions to suit their own evil benefit! Which righteous leader or entity has had any chance with Prakash Saint Paul and Anthony Albanese beleaguering them. There is nothing Soorya or anything else about Prakash Saint Paul but the evil fishy deep sea that he always clandestinely vindicates by morphing into everything else! Did not Prakash Saint Paul and the evil deep sea Nibiru (fish/sharks) destroy everything I constructed in this solar system, including life on Mars! The gall of that Prakash Saint Paul to morph into everything else, because of the helplessness of others!

My duty and my unforgiveness: A poem

(Does Albanese think I have no right to be honest with myself, that if I express the truth, it is demeaned as crying and taken advantage of as my weakness by him! Shame! Shame!… And should I choose to implicate that evil morpher Prakash Saint Paul manipulating every thing I think, say, and do to suit his convenience and lease of life, to aContinue reading “My duty and my unforgiveness: A poem “

Mother, do we choose that we have chosen and are chosen?: A poem

Mother do we rue that the bird of destiny is coming too late, that it is no shortcut to fate? That there can’t be reason in so many wasted seasons? If only meagre harvests can be called a taste of success? But I do not regret these furlongs upon furlongs. As if you can call the tests of time, our exercise of profound strength. We can still be children, young and Continue reading “Mother, do we choose that we have chosen and are chosen?: A poem “

Hey Chris Bowen and all you Laborers in whose mouth are all your chess pieces! In Prakash Saint Paul’s mouth or in Anthony Albanese’s. Congratulations for subscribing to the Piscean deep sea! Hahahahahaha!

Hey Albanese, I hope your security meeting is very Deep Seaccusful! Hahahahahaha! Who is your conjoined twin who got you grinning so much? Do you want to have each other for a deep sea cosy night? Hahahahahah

Hey Jashmina, do you think if you tell me Anthony Albanese is sorry, you will be able to solicit my sympathy for him? How come you are the advocate of all those who commit crimes against me like your evil dada and Anthony Albanese? Do you know how much treachery I suffered and was tortured? How come when their chips are down they want forgiveness, otherwise they do no bat an eyelid before committing treachery against me? And that cheapskate Albanese even had the audacity to celebrate my weaknesses, so confident was he that he had the backing of the treacherous Prakash Saint Paul!

Hey Donald Trump, you got it wrong! The most evil person on the planet is not Khamieni, but Prakash Saint Paul! I ask you (and don’t disguise your hypocrisy, please), how could you have killed Khamieni and not fucked the living daylights out of Prakash Saint Paul, who eats you up and bodygrabs you relentlessly? Your bravado of courage, doesn’t impress me, Donald Trump! And you all should know that none of you have the courage to call out Anthony Albanese, for all the crimes he committed against me, just because he has the clandestine backing of Prakash Saint Paul, the biggest sodomiser of me! Go on all of you, don’t think about me for sacrificing and suffering for you all, just protect your own arses! Not that I can expect anything from anybody, when even my true love and siblings don’t have the courage to stand by me!

Now have they made Cancer the Sun and Gemini the deep sea; that evil matrix! Prakash Saint Paul keeps telepathically communicating with me telling me he is crying! How he tries to defraud me, as if I don’t know every time he says he is crying he is committing more treachery against me. He certainly only feels sorry for himself and not for the victims of his bodygrabbing and morphed vampiricism! Tell me which of my armies are not at risk because of his evil. Long live evil Pisces, for whatever you morph into with Prakash Saint Paul’s clandestine support!

Anthony Albanese is holding the National Cabinet Security meeting today!!! Hahahahaha! What a show of integrity he puts on! As if his National Cabinet Security Meeting will make any difference to the world! Hahahahaha! Now he is hiding behind Penny Wong’s skirt. Keep it up Anthony Albanese; you always have the clandestine support of that creepiest creep of the ages, Prakash Saint Paul; so my armies, my integrity, my loyalties will always be defeated by your evil. And you dirty creep will also take my love away from me. FUCK OFF! I will never forgive you!