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Out of Control--Christ's Way

   
   "Out of Control--Christ's Way"
   
   The Spirit led Christ up the mountain.  There, he faced the devil.  The devil said He could give Him all the women, riches, and fame of this world.  Christ said He had no use for it.  The devil departed, in a state of stupefaction; next, the angels comforted Christ, and the Disciple asked Him who He was talking to--Christ basically said:  "The prince of this world.  But he has no control over Me.  I'll do my job--I guarantee it."
   Christ healed on the Sabbath, telling them:  "If your son falls into a well on the Sabbath, you must rescue him."  He was out of control, not listening to anyone save His Father.
   Then, to teach Him a lesson, they murdered Him--the death sentence, yet Christ didn't listen.  Not even death could control him.  He rose.  No man or angel should control you and make you a robot, for God has granted you free will.  It is your duty to only fear and obey God.  Caesar has his reward, for now.   

The Passion of the Christ Raising the Cross

Freedom of Speech; plus, Freedom of Religion

    
   "Freedom of Speech; plus, Freedom of Religion"
   
   This is a real bitch for some people.  I know you guys are reading--you can't seem to get enough of crazy.  Especially the ladies in the pseudo-family.  But as Christ said:  "My family are those who do the Will of God."
   Lock Him up; He's delusional.  But they did start counting time after He defied gravity, going skywards, and beyond.
   "I am the vine, and ye are the branches--if you eat of My Body and drink of My Flesh.  Apart from Me--you can do nothing."  Doesn't sound like cotton candy to me.
   What would He always tell them after He healed them:  "Now, sin no more--or worse things will happen."
   But the six pack is cold, vacations, denial of duty, throwing down the cross and running to watch Internet porn.  You finks.  
   But don't worry.  He didn't die for you.  Only for the Chosen.  Stay out of a peasant woman's business.  She is a child of God.  You are not.  If you deny Him; He will deny you.  As it is written.  

Grant, Sherman, Nietzsche, Joyce, and Francis

   
   "Grant, Sherman, Nietzsche, Joyce, and Francis"
   
   Comprehension.  Admit the truth, or the truth will not admit you.  Believe Me, He mentioned--you do not want to meet My Father without Me.
   Sherman said he didn't understand Grant; moreover, he said Grant didn't understand himself completely, and Sherman burned the hell out of it due to the fairness of war.  
   Joyce became a slave to the imagination, rejecting Christ; at the same time, he was the ultimate humble confessor, and Catholicism was on the tip of his ink pen--every word.  
   Nietzsche said Martin Luther was the ruination of the world, and rejected his German heritage due to the heretic.  Too, he always wrote on the topic of God.
   All is not what it seems.  Christ spoke in parables and riddles so that only the Chosen would understand.  He told the Rabbis of His time:  "Your father is the devil--the father of lies and murder; specifically, he was a liar and murderer from the beginning."  Jesus is not cotton candy.  Isaiah spoke of being saved by His stripes.  Were those stripes from the Passion, or when he bull-whipped the rich men out of His Father's Temple?
   As Saint Francis prayed:  "May I not be understood, but may I understand."  

All Night Long, Baby

   
   "All Night Long, Baby"
  
   One Billion Catholics.  They're all delusional and paranoid.  My Priest and the Pope himself talk to the Virgin Mary, invoke angels, and trust in the wickedness of demons; thus, lock them up!!!
   My Priest believes that a little cracker is the Body of God; as a result, lock him up, for he's delusional.  My Priest believes that he can forgive sins.  Lock him up.  They said my colon would be gone twenty years ago--it isn't.  They said my mother would have a feeding tube six years ago--she doesn't.  I was dead at birth, yet here I am.  Lock us up.  Obedient, even unto death.
   The psychiatric nurses asked me:  "Are you suicidal?"  I boldly replied:  "Would you kill an angel-faced man such as myself?  I am radiant and gorgeous; hence, it would be stupid to kill myself, for I house another, even more gorgeous, and the chicks can't get enough.  My step-father's women want to lick my genitalia.  When they're with their husbands, they focus upon my thrusts, but I thrust not; thus, they're delusional."
   If you're not in the top fifty of Universities; next, you have what is called a Bush League education; specifically, a four year vacation of drinking, drugs, Internet porn, and debauchery.  
   I love myself.  And I know:  Domination of women; plus, crush my enemies, allegorically I'm talking baby.  
   I speak not of myself, but when two become one, oh crap, just read the Gospel of Thomas . . .