Wish List

 
I have had this feeling for the last few weeks that God is going to give me something very special for Christmas.
 
God's gifts, however, are always a surprise and rarely what I think they will be.  Sometimes they lift my spirits, sometimes they save my life, sometimes they give me insights to the beauty of God, but they are never exactly what I ask for, and actually I rarely ask for them at all.
 
Some might find it strange that God's gifts to me have never freed me from America's torture-enslavement of me, even though I have from time to time asked God for such a gift.
 
This is because one of the purposes of God's great gift to me some 33 years ago, my audible mental telepathy, was to test for and draw out the torture-loving side of America.
 
That is why I am called "Satan Bait" as far away as the Horse Head Nebula, but that's another story.
 
My great wish this Christmas, of course, is for a home, a home where I can live and work in peace and freedom and perhaps even have a family; it having been America's pleasure, of course, to hound me out of every home I have had since 1967.
 
Frankly, I think there is a possibility of this happening.  The question I ask about it to no one in particular is:  What would God do if God wanted to inspire or convince America to free me?
 
To touch America's heart or to break America's back, that is the question.
 
That brings me to my second wish on my list, and another real possibility; my wish for victory.
 
Regular readers may know I have been tracking a three-part space war maneuver during recent weeks, the final stage of the third part apparently scheduled for Christmas Day; hence the "Crossing the Delaware" code I have established.
 
An aspect of this Crossing the Delaware code points to a major defeat of Republican American Fascism.  This defeat is expected to be on the scale of Washington's defeat of the British and the Hessians at Trenton on and just after Christmas Day, 1776.
 
Trenton was not final victory in the Revolutionary War, but is was Washington's first major victory.
 
In this metaphor, of course, "President" George W. Bush is "Mad King" George, and he is about to poop his pants so stunning this victory over him is expected to be.
 
Therefore, I am expecting a major victory on Christmas Day.
 
I am hoping this victory wins the heart of America and breaks the back of Republican American  Fascism, but God still seems to like America far less that I like America, so that heart-touching option might not be what God has in mind.
 
Those are the main things on my Christmas wish list, Home and Victory.
 
Merry Christmas, Dear Reader, I hope your wishes, if they are good wishes, come true on Christmas Day.