Monday, October 12, 2026
Simple, it is Simple
Sunday, October 11, 2026
Not Currently Dead
- Homeless, does my soul long for what was, the Egypt where there was garlic and fish, sex, and rock and roll?
- Homeless, do I visit my dead relatives, gently tap some on the shoulder, and knock-out punch others, in the jaw?
- Homeless, do I have a temper tantrum, because I can recall how my favourite food smells and tastes, but dang it, my see through ghostly hands, cannot grasp; my nose, lips, and tongue cannot hold scent or substance, and I am mad mad mad about it?!
- Homeless, do I wish I had done things differently, worked more, worked less, said I am sorry or perhaps, really laid into that bastard at work, that was always talk talk talking, never doing a damn thing, and then taking credit behind my back, for my project ideas?
Saturday, October 10, 2026
Behaviour Never Lies
If you are a liar, then what ushers forth from your mouth, has come directly from your heart. Liars deceive, trick, pretend, feign, disguise, dismiss: liars make concessions for themselves, and the people that want to believe them, have a tendency toward conjecture. What I mean is this: if I like someone but suspect they are a liar, I may go easy on them, give them some "grace", and rather then trusting my discernment and disbelieving them, I will lean toward leniency, and make up excuses for what they are saying and doing. The opposite can also be true: if I know someone is a liar, I can have a strong bias of distrust every time they open their mouth and speak, and I have to work really hard to ensure that I listen to what they are saying, because even liars, periodically, and sometimes often, speak the truth.
But it is behaviour that we are focusing on here, dear one, and just like a liar can speak just enough truth to trick a listener, a truthful person can periodically lie to themselves and to others, since we all have a tendency to see and be blind, hear and not really listen, think one thing and slip slide toward another. It is human nature to be confused from time to time, but over an extended period of time, you and I can be known, for the character traits we display, the words we speak, and the actions we take.
I see all the fraudsters being decimated on social media. All the actors and actresses that have made their money from trickery and deception, posing with their dark side turned full-of-filler-face toward the camera, and they look and act like the demons that have been invited in, and have infiltrated their being. I think of the film Nefarious, and see how wicked and criminally insane these people have obviously become; but it isn't just the dulled super stars that are asylum like outbreak patients, it is the general population too. MAID comes to mind as I type...
You and I can self-suicide without doing the dirty work, by booking an appointment in advance with a murder nurse, who with compromised soul and poison in hand, displays concern and compassion upon arrival. We can make arrangements, so our loved ones don't have to, for body removal and disposal, followed by a sweet celebration of life, where we are talked about and fondly remembered, by people snacking on sandwiches and sipping coffee or a cold beverage, depending on their mood. It makes me think of 1-800-Got Junk trucks - Hello! We have come to pick-up the remains and dispose of them. Where's the body?
I beat the same drum often in my attempts to break thought barriers and resistant to sound reason sentiments. We are living dark days, and people like Donald Trump, are the perfect example of a wicked person being hero worshipped, to the point of madness on the part of the worshipper. What we see, is the cognitive and physical decline of people like Donald, that have privately and publicly behaved very badly, and I am being o so soft in how I am presenting this, because I need not describe all that he has done, to let all those that are watching and listening know, that he is guilty beyond excuses and beyond concessions and conjectures.
Think with me about making excuses to God for our behaviour? How will that work out? Now why in God's name do we think we can make excuses for anyone? What makes us think it okay, to see and hear wickedness, and then pretend, the person didn't mean that, or their intentions are good, or they are having a bad day? Come on now, you are an adult reading this, and you know you can't get off the hook for some of the things you have said and done: why not come clean, decide to be honest with self and others, and let your behaviour be judged based on who you are in relation to the human beings you interact with? And why not, let repercussions for badly behaved people, be the price they pay, without exception, for the cumulative evil they have indulged for all of their lives?
God does not tolerate evil, and neither should we. God forgives when we repent, and it is, I am sorry, please forgive me, that gets us closer to the ideal of being a decent human being, along with changing our behaviour to match the budding new and honest you. When someone like Donald, or any of the other obvious seed of Satan, refuse to give God honour and obey his commands, we must be honest, and trust that the behaviour they are displaying, actually belies their inner workings, and that what we see, is who they are.
Friday, October 9, 2026
Righteousness & Peace
This morning, it struck me as strange to see the word Salem in scripture, and to learn what Salem means, in context. The only Salem I know of, is the one that is Satan soaked, the witchy city known for all things unholy, ungodly, and wicked, in Massachusetts, USA. Some of the residents of Salem deny being Satan worshippers, but this is a peculiar assertion, considering their obvious commitment to the dark arts, and their infamous reputation as year round celebrants of all things witchy. The witch hunt of yesteryear, 1692-1693, makes me wonder... what exactly did the Puritans see in those accused of witchcraft? Surely, religious zealots can be murderous and malicious, without an ounce of discernment and minus credible reasoning in their accusations, and yet, there is evidence that a seed of evil took root, and grew in Salem Massachusetts, where witches freely, proudly, strut the streets, without an ounce of fear of repercussions, for engaging with hauntings, ghosts, and the glorifying of death.
I don't want to be clever, I want to be honest in this piece of writing. There can be no peace without righteousness. There can be no peace, without the Prince of Peace at the head, ruling and reigning over the mind, instructing the spirit, and directing a person's movements and activities. Jesus is the King of Righteousness, the King of Salem, which is, King of peace.
Can you see it too, dear one? Can you see how displaced society has become, how entrenched and engrossed in peace-less-ness? I see diseased thinking causing mind rot: I see gangrenous souls with integrity, truth, honesty, discernment, and wisdom, being the character parts nibbled away and replaced with maladaptive and frightful imaginings, and engagements with demonic spirits. Righteousness is not considered: delusions, mixed with self-aggrandizement, have witchy people thinking that they can command attention, and wield power, and it bothers them not a whit, to draw from the Devil, to give them a sense - albeit a false sense - of self-governance. They are bit actors in plays they have self-scripted, or are they?
Enmity with God is as ancient as Cain. Cain was the first recorded in The Bible murderer, and it is death, that draws the masses, that do not live to glorify God. Death culture is a glorifying of expiring ... being no more, having one's life snuffed out. My father used to say, Born to die: true, and yet, it is what you and I do with the one life we are given, that matters to God, the Author of life.
- You are not a reincarnation of yourself
- You cannot regress to a past life
- You will not die and come back, with karma dogging you or blessing you
- You cannot bless what is wicked in the eyes of God
- You did not pick your parents, your birth date, and most certainly, you will not pick your death date, even if you decide on suicide - God permits or denies on all fronts
- You can choose to worship Satan, and while you do so, you know that you are denying God as your Sovereign
- You can choose to trick yourself and try to trick others, but God cannot be tricked, or treated, for favours
- You may be talking to spirits, but know for sure, it isn't your long gone, or recently dearly departed, favourite auntie May, uncle George, cousin Vinnie, brother Joe, sister Louisa, best friend Annie, father John, or mother Mary... they dead, all of them, and cannot reach into the physical realm to touch you or talk to you. You are communicating with demons.
- Cardinals are birds, not harbingers from your dead loved ones
- Butter and dragon flies are pretty, but they are not, and never will be, messengers, embodied by your deceased husband, wife, sister, brother, grandmother
- You will not see your dead relatives in heaven, if they were not Christians before they died
- Praying to nature, the sun, the moon, the stars, the universe, humans that have died, will not bring you rewards
- You cannot know the future, or have it read to you from cards, or from your palms, or from chicken bones being dropped in a pile in front of you
- You cannot pray your dead relatives into heaven, or out of hell; it's too late
- You, dear one, cannot serve two masters, mixing and mingling what you like from the Word of God, with the waywardness of dastardly darkness
Tuesday, October 6, 2026
Wound Collector
I have two questions for you:
Friday, October 2, 2026
Hubris - Dumpy Trumpy
Donald runs off at the mouth - verbal diarrhoea - and it is not surprising that with his massive ego, we see that he must flex his mandible muscles constantly, in order to distract from his detractors. Donald talks a massive game of greatness, and it is far too common, for common folk, to admire giant loud mouths that brag about their accomplishments and finances: isn't it so, that the boys with the biggest toys, believe they are the winners in the game of life, and everyone else, is just a loser? Losssser... Can you hear Dumpy Trumpy saying this word while dragging it out to emphasize his condescending and demeaning view, of anyone that hasn't amassed a fortune? I recall hearing him calling many people names, including loser, because that is what self-absorbed people do, when they are challenged, or when someone disagrees with them - they toss out insults as though they are hand grenades, with the intention of annihilating opposers that point out their lying, cheating, immoral, and despicable ways.
Incontinence is a terrible condition to live with, so are STD's, and excessive attachments to alcohol and any type of drug. There are heavy tolls to pay when a person inclines themselves toward self-injury, by physically abusing and overusing their own body. If it is indeed true, that Dumpy Trumpy has to wear diapers, then the question follows, How come? What happened to his ability to restrain release of his bowel contents, forcing him to resort to nappies?
I do not think it funny at all if Donnie has an issue as described by so many on the internet, and yet, it is apropos on so many levels, that this deranged person, that does not filter, or think before he speaks, this megalomaniac that threatens and accuses and is infamously litigious, is physically in a very humbling state of lack of control over his bodily functions.
And upon a set day Herod, arrayed in royal apparel, sat upon his throne, and made an oration unto them. And the people gave a shout, saying, It is the voice of a god, and not of a man. And immediately the angel of the Lord smote him, because he gave not God the glory: and he was eaten of worms, and gave up the ghost (Acts 12:21-23).
Don just cannot see himself through the lens of humility, and yet, he is being publicly humiliated on a daily basis. There isn't an ounce of innocence in him, and vainglory is his very best companion and friend. His hubris is killing him, not softly, not subtly, but openly, and honestly.
The MAGA man has said too much, and he has fouled himself, too many times, and in too many ways to count.
Hubris will be his demise, but not before he is laughed off of the stage, by those that can no longer stand his vile stench. Herod took the praise offered him by adoring pea-ons that wanted the favour of a mean spirited man, and since he could not resist the compliment of being compared to a god, and did not correct the people, and because he rather liked thinking of himself similarly, an angel of the Lord smote Herod for denying the God of glory the praise he is due, and his innards were eaten by worms, and he gave up the ghost... Herod rotted from the inside out, nibbled to death by consuming, wiggling worms.
Donald may very well, be suffering the very same fate, as his predecessor, Herod, right before our very eyes.
Who, pray tell, is your king?
Look not every man on his own things, but every man also on the things of others. Let this mind be in you, which was also in Christ Jesus: Who, being in the form of God, thought it not robbery to be equal with God: but made himself of no reputation, and took upon him the form of a servant, and was made in the likeness of men; and being found in fashion as a man, he humbled himself, and became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross.
Wherefore God also hath highly exalted him, and given him a name which is above every name: that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of things in heaven, and things in earth, and things under the earth; and that every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.





