Jesus in 10 days

So many times, I come here, rant. But no longer. Today, I come here, rejoice. Why is that. It is because most high God has given me most joyous healing. I worship him for that thing. How can I not. Is there anything else to do. I do not think so. I am always right. I know this. Fuck the police.

Everything is new. Tomorrow morning, there will be new clouds in the sky. Tonight, there are new stars. But not on TV. Everything there is old. Stale. Nothing is new there. Only in real life, which is the Internet, new things. Anywhere else, old things. Walking around in human form, person, old and stale. Boring. I do not want this. You, reader, do not want this. I promise this. From now on, what we want is digital and electronic. Only way to go. None other. I cannot stop. Why would I want to stop when I have all information right here. They say at my fingertips. I say no, this is just fancy English. Why use fancy English. It is just there for rich bitches and word smiths. Fuck these people. I have no need for rich bitches or word smiths. I make up my own say. No one else make up my say. Do you understand?

Well, I will not elaborate.

"Your Confidant"

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