The $48 Billion Defeat

A great Christian tragedy took place this week; it was not that a nationally important Christian minister was brought down by a homosexual whore, but that there was no rapid national welling of support for the minister among the some ten million Christians who knew of and respected him.

Rev. Ted Haggard should not feel bad; Jesus likewise had few friends when the issue came down to hammer and nails. Crucified by the Jews for blasphemy against God, Crucified by the Romans for treason against Caesar, Peter the Soft Rock betraying Him three times before the cock crowed; it's been the same old story time and time again.

When I see something like this it helps me to better understand why I have not been allowed to worship untortured by the congregation at any white Christian church for over 30 years. Did I commit a sin in becoming audibly telepathic? No. Was there a chance in Hell of Christians forgiving me? No.

The great flaw of Christians is that so few of them are Christ-like; and that has been the case since Jesus' blood dried on the ground at the foot of His cross.

Fundamentalist Christians should open their hearts to Rev. Haggard and his family and put him back on his pulpit, love him back onto his pulpit, carry him on their shoulders to his pulpit; otherwise, Satan wins.

That said on this my day of rest, tomorrow we enter the seventh week of our eight-week proof of God's Space War against the United States of America, marked by the seventh verse of our overlay poem, Robert Burns. 1785 classic, To A Mouse, On Turning Her Up In Her Nest With The Plough.

A warning to the faint of heart, we enter now a most beautiful and powerful week; we look to God's turning over with His plough the nest of the mouse, Republican American Fascism, on Wednesday and Thursday.

It will happen, you poor, psycho-fascist sons of bitches, when we reach the famed lines, "The best-laid schemes o' mice an' men / Gang aft agley".

But, Mousie, thou art no thy lane,
In proving foresight may be vain;
The best-laid schemes o' mice an 'men
Gang aft agley,
An' lea'e us nought but grief an' pain,
For promis'd joy!

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Working Codes:

Kakimashita (It Is Written)--was bounced off the writings of conservative Ann Coulter and has become the poker table of God at which Republican American Fascism will lose its stuffed shirt. This code expanded Thursday with the news Ms. Coulter may be charged for illegal voting, indicating election illegalities might play large in the collapse of Republican American Fascism..

Teal--has gone to Kamo-Negi, Japanese for a duck carrying its own onion, the duck is George W. Bush, wearing proudly around his neck the onion of his damnation, child murder, about to be roasted by God. This code was expanded to "Duckworth", after Tammy Duckworth, the Democratic candidate for Congress in Illinois who lost both legs as a helicopter pilot in Iraq; my interpretation being George W. Bush does not have a leg to stand on.

Spiker--represents God coming to my aid on the battlefield of slavery which is my life in the United States of America. This will eventually be a most powerful code.

Flash Point--as when gasses and dust build up in a coal mine and a spark triggers an explosion, representing instantaneous, horrible awareness of hopelessness. I expect Flash Point to be reached at almost the same time all over the United States of America. "Oh, oh, duh, perhaps we should not have tortured Virgil."

PSPD (Public Salvation, Public Damnation)--first concerning the states of the souls of the Four Firemen of the Apocalypse, the first four firemen who were killed in the Palm Springs area fire. With the fifth death the code was expanded to "Go", Japanese for Five, with the English word, Go, blended in. The code further expanded to Oyler (read it Oiler) when the man of that name was arrested for arson; my suggestion is this is writing by God on the wall of the news pointing to the killing of this Earth by drilling and burning oil, and to the fire to which all Telepath torturers go..