Oh my god I've fallen in love again! Why does this always happen to me!????!
It's my own damn fault for being a sinner. I'm just a sick lecherous fiend, scowling in horror at the Grimm bloody reality of the Holocaust. Many people don't understand the real true make or break moment when it comes to Holocaust scenarios!
The real underground railroad!
That's me.
605 West Street,
Right across the street from the Pittsboro Mart.
Because of the traffic in and out of the gas station, I did what I best could at the time after we got our stimulus check (remember stimulus checks are a right not a luxury).
My pastorette told us in one service, keep in mind I live in Duke terrain which is a United Methodist private school, to bring our faith out to the driveway into the front yard for all to see.
Here is my real theology of Thomas Hooker, one of my theologian forefathers, in regards to how I believe many Southern Baptists to be riding the gravy train all the way down to their side of sin & the river of styx.
To whatever ranking in hell I earn from this dialectic, may I state,
My forefathers were men of religious character...
So anyways long story short, or boring story long, many Christians, so-called Christians, had a habit at the time in my area of North Carolina of putting the sign out on their front yard, or in the back of their SUV, that they put out en masse somehow...
These southern Baptist paulines were representing Christian faith with the saying:
THANK YOU JESUS
Yeah they're going to have some answering to do when they get the hell for that one....
The thank you Jesus sign that everybody in faux Christianity put up?
The creator of that sign was a criminal pervert.
Didn't he like rape a baby or something?
That's all I'll say.
So anyhow,
I went to the edge of my road and I just happened to meme-rape the fuck out of downtown with a tetrad of window coverings, clearly visible for any patron of the gas station across the road.
1. I stole a hippies BLM sign, painted a swastika on it in day-glo orange, and put it on the side of hwy 64.
2. A flag with a knife and rose, in punk psychedelia, for the band Falling in Reverse.
3. A confederate gadsen flag.
4. A *come and take it* flag w/ an ak47.
So returning to what I had referenced as an underground railroad, damn it, correct?
This is a real true story from the dark side.
I happen to go to the cat's cradle in carrboro, randomly because the artist was affiliated with a label that I was familiar with so to me that's good enough reason to make it out there for a show you know?
And so I'm out there hanging out and kind of just getting weirded out by all these evil scene kids listening to turnover!
I step outside to get a cigarette.
And I bump into three folks who just happened to be from my neck of the woods, and wouldn't you know it they were tripping LSD.
So anyways we start hanging out back in my neck of the woods, okay, after the show...
After that night I let the guy who was part of the crew who had a motorcycle squat at my pad for a while....
About a day and a half later he comes back to the house panicking about how he just felony evaded The cops when they tried to pull him for not having proper tags.
Now you know that's no dirt off my shoulder.
And I was like all right man well you know you're welcome to stay here if you need to!
No big deal All in all just hanging out smoking weed after a rock show etc.
So then about a day and a half later from then, we get a call from him in the evening.
He says the cops tried to pull me again, so I ran down one of these back roads and ditched my bike in the woods. Now I'm hoping you guys can come and scoop me up!
And scoop him up we did!
So we get back to the house and I'm just kind of hanging out we I think we were watching Arrested Development and listening to Radiohead.
The next morning I'm sitting there in the living room with this dude. Lackadaisically I look less to the window in the living room, and who do I see?
Johnny Law
Just walking right by my living room window!
So I believe if my memory doesn't fail me,
I said something to the effect of
"CHEESE IT, THE COPS!"
So he darts out the back door, and I assume that would be the end of it. From so many years of watching cops the syndicated television show, I would just assume there's no way you can actually escape from the police.
Well wouldn't you know it this motherfucker was able to get by the police who were on either side of the house at the time, and he'd under my neighbors tool shed.
Cops come over, knock on the door and I open the door and I literally said oh man I know exactly what you guys are here for You're looking for that guy who was on the motorcycle that yada yada yada yada yada.
I said you know I haven't seen him for a couple days.
So they made me sign a police report, damn it!
Filing a false statement in a police report I think it was like a really really hardcore crime!
But I put my ass on the line for this guy!
About a day and a half later, one of his friends from Tennessee came and picked him up brought him across state lines, and I haven't seen him since.
So when it comes to the genocide issue....
It's one thing to be against the evil bad guy ...
It's another thing to harbor fugitives in the name of domestic democracy united. I don't care who the president is!
I care about what's right, in a Christian divination sense, and about righteousness itself. See the key to converting properly to Born again Christianity is to make sure that your emotions are right there on your sleeve. We must remember that we don't serve mankind! Mankind is a means to an end. We have to remember that we serve the Almighty Jah.
And if you really do serve Jah!!!????;;;;
If you really serve God, damn it, he'll give you the faith of Abraham in your heart through fear and trembling, damn it, loathing in a squirely manner.
So this renegade biker?
Search Nick Prince on Facebook.
I'll let that revelation speak on its own...
The fact is people are so anti neo-Nazi, that they themselves the anti-fascists are brown shirts beginning to end.
Marching in lockstep motion to kill the racist.
Kill the Zionist.
Kill the islamist.
Kill me please....
It's not as if it hasn't been threatened in the scene several gazillion times lol
So remember when it comes time to convert to Christianity as opposed to just assuming you understand Christianity!?
Do yourself a favor Kevin
And read the Quran.
I actually have a hate crime on my name for I think it was spray painting something to the effect of pakis go back or something?
But I've learned to overcome my prejudice. It's very hard to accept Islam as such after living through 9/11.
But I will say this!
I read exactly half of the Quran.
About 250 pages.
Half of these Democrats stooges are pro Palestine, and anti-Israel? Right!
I bet it's only one out of 10 of them they've actually even read the Quran.
It was something spiritually I had to deal with in the post 9/11 Zeitgeist. I honestly really appreciated the authorship of the work itself. Do I believe it to be the word of God? I don't know it's hard to say....
But I got through about midway through the Quran and it got to the part where it talks very intensely around the issue of killing the unbeliever. Killing the infidel.
At that point spiritually I had to do what God's psalming do when it comes to that faith?
On the old yonder highway between Asheville and the Piedmont, something moved me.
As if a call from God.
And I tell you what?
I threw that book out the window.
But should any of you want to convert to born again Christianity!?
Do yourself a favor!
RT STILLWELL







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