America Is Dead--Part 2!!!

   
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   LIBERTY, in America--no longer!  Conservative is a word that is an antonym concerning Freedom, meaning to restrict.  Liberal/Progressive spawns Socialistic idealism; regardless, here goes:
   
   Conservative = Theocracy:  Morals of elected politicians forced upon the people; as a result, Uncle Sam is in your medicine cabinet, FBI and NSA and DEA monitor your suspicious behavior via Internet, cell phone, and electronic devices.  However, a bit of religion is good.  Too, security is good, a bit, but not at the price of thieving away personal autonomy, morphing a singular soul into a complete psychological gel with a Collective Hive; alas, we still need individuality to prosper and thrive.
  
   Liberal/Progressive:  A desire to starburst and resurrect the rants of Marx; still, a little bit of Socialism is a benevolent thing, a little bit.  Nevertheless, the 2nd Amendment protects the 1st, for no alien country could ever invade our shores due to the American Axiom that Brothers in the Urban Areas and Duck Dynasty Dudes in the Rural Areas have firearms; hence, not only would barbarism (which conquered Rome) have to deal with our military and national guard, yet our well-regulated militia of once, free men.
   
      LIBERTARIAN is a sublime and altruistic word.  Remembering the Holy Spirit of 1776 that had its magnanimous apex with the Lincoln Presidency, which unbound the beloved African-Americans in the Southern Regions.  Still, there are a few problems.
   
   Benign Narcotics, Cannabis, Shrooms, low-level opiates should be legal, and yes--TAXED; next, a wise, economically-crafted Health Care System provided by the consuming people.  Moderation of ingestion, if taught by a new kind of Drug Czar, would offer the capital to provide for our mentally and physically ill, usurping even the sublimity of FDR's genius program known as Social Security.  ObamaCare shares not true genius with FDR, but a manipulation of ATTEMPT--dude, you already ended the unjust War in Iraq, calm down--you have your legacy.
  
   Self-Defense--if I had a daughter, a butterfly knife (illegal in a modern, non-free America) would be in her purse in case a frat boy attempted rape or sodomy, and if he was successful; next, she would want an abortion due to the demon of the monster's seed growing in her inviolate belly, but we frown on that too.  Yes, I know the Wise Merlin's matriarch was seduced by a demon; thus, spawned a grand wizard resisting his patriarchal heritage; still, we should have a choice if unjustly invaded (vaginally) by an intruding grunt. 
   
   All in all--LIBERTY serves us best.  Verily:  THE ONLY PERSON YOU CAN CONTROL IN LIFE IS YOURSELF!  The American Government cannot besmirch the biology of evolution.  If wise, it can direct and offer it solace.  Prostitution taxed and legal, further promoting a Defense Program, rescuing neurotic men from desiring strange women on slutty Internet Sites.  Truly, building another Tower of Babel is not the Libertarian Way--that is Obama's Modernism.  Constructing a Nerf World.  People will get bloody noses.  People will abuse narcotics.  People will use weapons violently.  Regardless, even with laws they will do so more often.  Let us be.  Let us live.  Let us not fear death, trusting in an utopia-like God, granting a decent afterlife; otherwise, we are robots, attempting to siege and control the masses, but as I just said:  THE ONLY PERSON YOU CAN CONTROL IN LIFE IS YOURSELF.
   
   Sincerely, Mark David King

Saints, Angels, And Confessors . . .

   
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   After Saint Peter violently sliced off a body part, the Living Christ explained, more or less:  "I could have an Army of Angels at my side."   As a result, why not mimic Christ?  I hate to dub Martin Luther "Lucifer", but even Nietzsche, in his wise and uncanny confusion, spoke sternly against the man who thieved away the Virgin Mary (Jesus' Beloved Mom), Saint Michael (God's Enforcer, the most powerful Arch-Angel), and all other Angels, Saints, and Confessors from invocation.  Yet, are we not instructed to mimic Christ?  And Christ clearly claimed to Saint Peter that He could call upon the Celestial Hierarchy (Angelity).  And Saints and Confessors are not dead, yet ALIVE in Christ; thus, they can observe our stranded humanity.
   
   However you decide to follow Christ--it is wise; nonetheless, don't execute the benevolence of His Mother or His Father's Angels, Saints, and Confessors.  Verily, SUPER-POSITIONING is a term used in the science of physics to explain being in multiple places at once; moreover, even in His nearly omniscient awesomeness, Christ, as would Occam's Razor possibly hint--can't be everywhere, throughout the flux of time and space without a bit of Transfigured Hesitation; therefore, we should invoke His Mom, Saint Michael, and others residing beyond the Sublime Perimeter to assist us--this is not a sin, and this is my gripe against Protestantism--though may they be blessed and wise.
  
   Loving Christ's Mom is not a sin!  She gave His Father a sense that humanity might be saved--was hope for the human race, and genetically-cloned (more or less) for the altruistic purpose of Salvation.  It was Her foot upon the Adder's Head as mentioned in the Old Testament.  Hence, do not denounce Her; it would be "not polite" to Her Son, your Lord.  Regardless, we must all love one another, study our adversaries, pray for them, savor every singular soul's right to autonomy, and hope the experience of death is more than a Pantheistic Light Show in the Cosmos.  God Bless.
   
   Sincerely, Mark David King 

JEW, CHRISTIAN, MUSLIM: BROTHERS OF ABRAHAM!

   
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   "People are born ignorant; it is education that makes them stupid."  . . . Lord Bertrand Russell . . .
   
   I never climbed the scholastic ladder of academia; nevertheless, I am no incontinent, intellectual douche, determined to fume my own toxicity with fresh, strawberry or watermelon scents; alas, I am here:  BLOGGING!
   
   America wasted its supposed adversary with W. Bush's ignorance; specifically, does the former President of the U.S., only having wanted to be MLB President know of the Koran--of the Arch-Angel Gabriel swimming down forth from the celestial ocean of the Big Neon Glitter to read Muhammad literate?  An uneducated, loafer of the sand-blasted geography, residing in a metaphorical chaise lounge, listening to the silence of the Four Winds under the illumination of the Big Neon Cheese, Lime-Green Moon, bragging the best bold among the effulgent stars skyways?  Freaking:  Know your enemy.  Do Navy Seals know of Christ not perishing on the Cross, yet starbursting into eternity from the sanguine circumstance of Calvary?  Bullshit.  They kill without education, though educated, in the incorrect manner.
   
  I can take apart my rifle, and a man's skull, in 4.2 seconds; still, I am lost to the theology of it all.  Why is this happening?  Why has an old man sent me to ethnically cleanse a people?  I am an infant concerning their religious culture, that seed which drives them to determination.  I aborted those people because of ignorance.
   
   Why do not the Abrahamic religions fuse into SuperSymmetry?  Hindu people, Buddha too--beloved and neutral or theologically romantic with Krishna's suave azure-hued love of it all, offering a straight spine and retaliation against rapist giants or somekindofmonsters; regardless, the THREE HOLY, ABRAHAMIC THEOLOGIES should UNITE.  JEW, CHRISTIAN, MUSLIM--side by side, thwarting the Multiversal Cosmos with theological couth concerning the most potent God in the Megaverse.  It doesn't happen.  We are slaying our own brothers.  Tell me:  How many Israeli souls and Palestinians have spawned genetic flesh?  Myriads I say, yet no one speaks of their hybrid nature.  Tells their biological tale.  They are Star-Children.  Understand the Creation of Humanity, and the return of Divinity or Salacious Iniquity to reclaim Terra's Surface.  Thus, Unite brothers.  The Torah, New Testament, Koran--all from the same Godly seed, yet jealous brothers without the reformation of genius.  Not Martin Lucifer I'm talk'n.  Us all.  Bleeding Red.  Genetically similar, united like the pride of African-Americans we must be, loving ourselves; indeed, before the cardiac muscle (the heart) gives blood to the other physiological organs, it takes some blood for itself.  We are brothers, us Abrahamic Religions; still, we envy with Nazi Uncouth and all the rat-ass rest.  Time to evolve.  Time to gel and mesh unearthly.  For the fallen are coming.  They are fucking coming.  And if they arrive in our skies and we hate each other; next, we are doomed to slavery.  Verily, our SAVIOR is our united determination to damn the devil.  Verily, get in line with your enemy to conquer the incoming heretics, skyborn from the cosmic confusion.
   
   Sincerely, Mark David king

WEREWOLF SLUT "Original Poem" Mark David King

   
   Plotinus may pantheistic-like ponder:  "The Simpler something is; next, the closer it is to God."
  
   WEREWOLF SLUT, my original TITLE and poem, hijacked by many creatively, though I offer them adoration and love--is a teenage tale concerning Winter Beachgrove, a smok'n hot, adolescent babe blessed with buxom divine, morphing wolf-ways.  Only a pre-pubescent poet dubbed Jelly Roll (he appears in most of my poetic novellas) can save her by way of invoking the trans-corporeal presence of God's Enforcer, the Arch-Angel, Saint Michael.  A simple, simple, holy poem.  Available on Apple iTunes, the Nook, or Amazon.com--here's a link to my Amazon page:  WEREWOLF SLUT and King's Books!  
     
   I gotta few pics of my stylish countenance back in the Reagan years, sporting a Blue-Black Mane of hair, much to my mother's disapproval; plus, some more modern shots of me, now 41 years of age.  So, totally, check out WEREWOLF SLUT.  Before they were selling t-shirts or doing romance literature or Blogging themselves this title, I was mystically penning this prose-laced piece, my cerebral capacity diminished, though made elegantly effulgent, by way of King David's Psalm concerning herb in the KJV.  Check it out:
   
   

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Sin And Redemption

   
   
   I am no Saint.  As said before:  "We are all a bunch of sons of bitches."
  
  Myriads of men are better than me; still, God I hope I'm trying.  The examples of Christ and His Immaculate Mother drive us to better ourselves--to become infinitely decent.  But I fall short.  I've even slacked off on my own, personal asceticism.  Hate being a fluid-like organism.  Want more.  Bio-mechanical possibilities.  Able to program my cerebral capacity to delete thoughts that culminate in the act of sin.
   
   May God Bless us all.  May we forget revenge, lust, and loathing.  This life we are just sizing each other up, sowing ourselves into immortal images; thus, become one with humility and detachment, consuming only the Body of Christ, and crafting your physiology to moral behavior as is the way of the benevolent Angels and Saints.  May God be with us.  And may I stop being such a jerk.  Bless you all.
  
Sincerely, Mark David King  

America Is Dead!

   
   "The only person you can control in life is yourself; nevertheless, the modern, American government is attempting to control its own people."  - Holy Spirit of 1776 -
   
   From the DEA's diabolical duties to our corrupt police state,
   The friendly folk of America are getting raped;
   Alas, Our Freedom is in perilous jeopardy,
   For the fat cats in Washington are the only ones knowing FREE--
   The 1st Amendment is being violently viewed with scorn,
   For to hurt someone's feelings usurps Liberty's norm
   Since "sticks and stones" are now weaker than words
   In an American Culture where Freedom disturbs;
   Plus, the 2nd Amendment, which protects the 1st
   Is allowed by corrupt cops, them hurting the worst--
   Uncle Sam forgetting that no alien country could overrun
   Our elegant countryside since the citizen is allowed a gun,
   Yet Piers Morgan hates the Wild West,
   Which was our most intrepid time; indeed, a cowboy is the best,
   Able to stand up "equally" to a corrupt sheriff,
   Him believing his badge grants him the nobility of a Holy Seraph;
   Moreover, "cruel and unusual" is our civilized punishment for men,
   The government giving repetitive sodomy to innocent males inhaling their own health plan,
   For Obama doesn't realize that Honest Abe loathed prohibition,
   Claiming it Anti-American, and the privilege of use being an individual decision--
   So instead of genuine, historical education and toleration for your neighbor,
   Our government is doing the devil a torturous favor,
   Shackling the souls with illegal searches and many an unjust seizure,
   Eclipsing "Our Rights" with Totalitarianism-like, fork-tongued leisure;
   Furthermore, the government tries to control our bodies, minds, and spirits too,
   Making it illegal to be unique and true,
   Melting in color or sexual identity,
   Morphing ourselves into a magnanimous futurity--
   But what is allowed is slave labor and many a health care fee,
   Modern politicians thinking themselves great like FDR's brilliant Social Security;
   In addition, the Eagle has crashed and space goes unexplored--
   Our pioneering spirit neutered by the compulsion to control with primitive sword . . .
   
   Sincerely, Mark David King
   
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Ulcerative Colitis/Iron-Deficiency Anemia Can Kill?

  
  
   Inflammatory Bowel Disease (Ulcerative Colitis) with Iron-Deficiency Anemia can kill?  Possibly.  If it wasn't for a blood transfusion years ago--I would not be here; alas, maybe not a bad thing, considering the agony of the whole spicy enchilada. 
 
   Good thing about Blood Transfusions, unless of course you're a Jehovah's Witness and keen upon the Book of Exodus--you get plenty of IRON and are not damned to hell.  Monstrous amounts of IRON I'm talk'n.  And the sanguine fluid has been screened a myriad of times, protecting you from the possibility of any futuristic infection associated with the ichor-like infusion.
  
   Liver is a fundamental necessity for Iron-Deficiency Anemia; nevertheless, if associated with Ulcerative Colitis, it can mentally FREAK YOU CRAZY to imbibe the bloody organ that processes all the toxins in a mammal's physiological system; still, CALF LIVER seems the most benign, though morally perplexing--poor babies.  But if you're fading into entropy; next, invoke Saint Francis to pray for the beast, and fry yourself up some IRON-INFUSED CALF LIVER with regular butter. 
  
   Iron Pills may constipate, which is pure Pandemonium for a sorry soul afflicted with Ulcerative Colitis, for besides numerous, bloody, mucous-like explosions of fecal matter that won't stop, there is also the flip side of the coin:  Painful constipation, your bowels in LOCK-UP, fumbling no feces save squirts of crimson blood.  Yeah, being fun is sick.  If my Doc would only infuse me with REMICADE IV; next, I would enter a perpetual state of remission, but due to the Iron-Deficiency Anemia and quasi-malnutrition, I suffer and swallow steroids or insert Nuclear-Powered Suppositories into my anal cavity.  This is life.  Don't cry about it.  Just cope, invoke the Angels and Saints, and hope your State offers the soothing solace of natural medicine.  Best of fortune to all those suffering from Inflammatory Bowel Disease and Iron-Deficiency Anemia.
 
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   Sincerely, Mark David King