HE GOT THIS, PART 3

It takes more than a therapist and some Rx meds to fix what ails us. If any of you take that as an offense, you're in denial. My issues don't reckon or compare where the Father's people are concerned, as it alludes to in {Luke 12:48}, although I didn't know any better or at all, not to you muthas, the Father still chastened me but with few stripes. Yisrael, I'm not seeking you out for companionship. You will betray, abuse, use, and dog a comforter in the hope of endearing that Spirit to you through violence. This is how I learned that we are some damaged people. Only an idiot, after finding a 3lb blood diamond, will attempt to cut it into smaller rocks and sell them to different jewelers, thinking he'll make a few thousand dollars more. You will take a rough but unflawed uncut diamond and destroy its value because you're exceedingly greedy. I see what these damn devils do to you every day. Saturday morning I saw Black farmers from the Midwest who were victims of a drive-by. Rednecks are doing drive-bys in the Okefenokee. I’m thankful to the Most High that no one was hurt or seriously injured. It's the Father’s people such as this who would appreciate the gift of the Holy Spirit that’s bursting at the seams to flow out of this vessel. If it eases your frustrations to judge and condemn me based on my thoughts, how many of them have I committed before and since I invaded your cranium? When the Spirit of Truth enters me this time, I can't wait to tell those or anyone who wants to guilt-trip me based on nothing but selfish jealousy, envy, and hatred and tell you where you can go and where you can kiss me. It smells like backed-up sewage. These farmers and others don't want pity; they want what's theirs: LAND!!! Those who thought so little of us that it didn't bother them to steal, lie, or falsely accuse us of doing what they did to the Father’s children can go to hell in place of the people who will come out of the sulfur pits. {Revelation 13:8 And all that dwell upon the earth shall worship him, whose names are not written in the book of life of the Lamb slain from the foundation of the world}. Worship Yahusha. I've prayed that on the day the Father calls my apostle and hopefully me to greater glory, may He translate this congregation and our extended families to heaven, including those whose names aren't written in the book of life. {Exodus 32:32-33 Yet now, if thou wilt forgive their sin–; and if not, blot me, I pray thee, out of thy book which thou hast written. 33 And the Lord said unto Moses, Whosoever hath sinned against me, him will I blot out of my book}. Moses said forgive their sin. Those who sin against me daily can kick rocks and eat out of their 100-something-year-old grannies' piehole or soiled Depends. May the Father take out your entire family, and I'm not talking about Ruth Chris or cheap-as-hell Rally's; I want you dead. If my Fanbase page is still up, it’s because you bastards keep up my social media pages after I shut’em down. Find it and look for a meme with Bernie Mac's face on it that says people always got 20/20 vision for your sins but are blind as Daredevil to their own. What sin do you want me to confess to as I try to hide? I'm not perfect; I'm spiritually naked. May the Father bless the day I'm no longer a beast of burden. The Most High created and tempered my flesh and my reticent soul to endure this nightmare existence that used to be held in high regard 43yrs ago and back. I was an idiot and a chronic masturbating jackass. The Most High has humbled me lower and lower and lower and lower until the day He releases all hell on earth through Yahusha. Yahusha doesn't, and I assuredly do not know the day or the hour of this Day of Judgment. {Matthew 24:36 But of that day and hour knoweth no man, no, not the angels of heaven, but my Father only}. People are about as faithful as this whore in my skull that won't shut her mouth or legs. To forgive is divine; to watch your persecutors go to hell? One of the differences between some and others who live somewhat outraged and wary, as I have because of a reckless mind, is that it's difficult to stop a runaway train with no brakes. I'm thankful to the Father that no one and no harm has come to these lambs or saints. Trying to get Fido to sit and roll over is like pulling razor-sharp teeth from a 40-ton Leviathan. You bastards use and abuse without guilt or a conscience. I do not like this damned city. If I ever come back here, it will be to visit the only man who actually cared for me second only to Yahusha. Love is a splendid thing if you can find it. If you have to wrestle with it, that's not love; that's the Bull of Bashan. Deacon Terry, I hope you reap a harvest worthy of a King; you never used or took advantage of me. Continue—