Matthew 7:1 "Judge not that ye be not judged."
Surah 2:98 "whosover is an enemy of God and His angels and His message-bearers, including Gabriel and MICHAEL, [should know that,] verily, God is the enemy of all who deny the truth."
1] "It's time for me to take a more active role in this war. As of today, I'm assuming direct command of our forces."
2] "I do not seek the Leadership."
"Great men do not seek power, they have power thrust upon them."
"Great men do not seek power, they have power thrust upon them."
3] "I am their Emissary, and they still have a great deal for me to do."
Elders? What Council of Elders?
I killed them when they judged me.
This species is under Martial Law,
MY MARTIAL LAW.
ONE CAN FAKE ORGASMS,
ONE CANNOT FAKE FAITH.
Vader was seduced by THE DARK SIDE OF THE FORCE,
MUSLIM CUNT VS CATHOLIC CUNT
Part I
First of all, MY HATRED FOR WHITE PUSSY
Has one exception;
JEWISH VAGINA.
Her genes have the memory of HOLOCAUST,
Her eyes shine with the glory of
ONE OF GOD’S HOLY SCRIPTS.
That being said,
At a park now, a Muslim girl sits on the other side,
She wears THE UNIFORM OF SUBMISSION.
Her face is covered.
I Hate Catholic Cunt.
She exalts herself.
Basics: to enter a Muslim mosque,
One should BE CLEAN.
According to Jesus Christ,
It is not the outside that needs cleaning,
It is the inside of a man’s soul.
To enter a Catholic church,
One should only BELIEVE.
Let’s finish this.
I hate Muslim pussy
Just as much as I hate all pussy.
But what I do know is:
I WAS DIRTY,
I WAS FILTHY.
I had been living on the streets.
No bath,
Yet exercising.
Part I
First of all, MY HATRED FOR WHITE PUSSY
Has one exception;
JEWISH VAGINA.
Her genes have the memory of HOLOCAUST,
Her eyes shine with the glory of
ONE OF GOD’S HOLY SCRIPTS.
That being said,
At a park now, a Muslim girl sits on the other side,
She wears THE UNIFORM OF SUBMISSION.
Her face is covered.
I Hate Catholic Cunt.
She exalts herself.
Basics: to enter a Muslim mosque,
One should BE CLEAN.
According to Jesus Christ,
It is not the outside that needs cleaning,
It is the inside of a man’s soul.
To enter a Catholic church,
One should only BELIEVE.
Let’s finish this.
I hate Muslim pussy
Just as much as I hate all pussy.
But what I do know is:
I WAS DIRTY,
I WAS FILTHY.
I had been living on the streets.
No bath,
Yet exercising.
Urine collecting in my pants,
Stain of nocturnal emmission.
I WAS A MESS.
And though I came in,
Wearing the same smelly clothes
for ALLAH knows how long,
the Muslim Pussy smiled genuinely to see me.
She had missed me.
She made me feel welcome.
She TRIED to break rules for me.
And when I came day after day,
Dressed the same,
Stinking more and more,
Her enthusiasm did not change.
She talked with me.
And even with the cross of ROSARY
Beaming on my chest,
She still proclaimed me PERFECT.
All in about a week’s time.
In about a year’s time,
The Catholic Pussy simply ignored me.
She was too good in her eyes,
To give me her name.
Though I showed my devotion to the cross daily,
Her nose would turn to the sky
Whenever I walked by.
My bank account was too small
Because I hate Catholic pussy, that’s why.
She was unfair so this judge
Sees no problem breaking the rules of fairness
In his proclamation of persecution.
When I was lonely,
Surviving day by day,
Having suffered years for the Word of God,
The Catholic Cunt refused to
LEAVE ME IN A KINGDOM OF KNOWLEDGE,
Resulting in my homelessness
Yet again to the streets.
People really should mind their own business,
And LEAVE MY PAST ALONE!!!
Part II
In the event a Muslim Cunt and a Catholic Cunt
Are in the same room:
The Catholic cunt will beg to lick the Muslim cunt’s feet.
Even if the Catholic cunt is a nun
And the Muslim cunt nothing more than a maid.
I am sick to death of Catholic pussy.
She is an UNGRATEFUL, USELESS, PARASITE.
The Whore of Babylon had more humility.
The prayer states gives us day by day our daily bread.
Day by Day.
The furfillment of Christ’s orders,
His holy command for our prayer of survivaly,
Is apparenlty not enough for
The HYPOCRITE CATHOLIC LIAR.
The Catholic Cunt is a blasphemer,
Professing faith and belief in the saints and archangels
Yet ignoring, mocking, denying
This head archange of God’s Heavenly Hosts,
This commander-in-chief of Trinity’s army.
GOD DAMN CATHOLIC PUSSY TO HELL!
Muslim cunt is supportive.
She prays for me,
She prays with me.
Muslim pussy is patient.
She stands by my side,
Not running from male to male
For the time-wastage of idle chit-chat.
She knows the importance of secrecy.
She understands the necessity of militancy.
And even though
My tongue is mute to Arabic,
Because I Believe,
Simply because I BELIEVE IN ALLAH,
Muslim Vagina considers me Muslim.
She encourages independence from hierarchy
And pursuing my own anointed path.
Believing in the improbably
Yet never impossible for ALLAH
Quantum exponential evolution of my intellect.
Catholic pussy insists on obeying
Rotting relics of priesthood
Who presume superiority to
The very archangels they profess.
The main difference between
Muslim cunt and Catholic cunt?
The Muslim thanked me.
She said Thank You.
The Muslim believes I AM ST. MICHAEL.
Part III
The Catholic whore laughed at me.
The Muslim goddess laughs with me.
The Muslim Goddess goes not seek my pain.
The Catholic Whore is unfaithful.
The CATHOLIC WHORE cooks garbage compared to
The delicacies of the MUSLIM GODDESS.
GOD DAMN ALL CATHOLICS TO HELL!!!
We have found the replacements,
Those THANKFUL of worshipping on the land
Set aside for the Catholic Church.
It is written that the church
Built upon the rock of Peter
Will not be overcome by Hades.
Long ago, I surrendered,
For the first time and the last time,
To the Holiness of CATHOLIC LAND
As the presence of Jesus Christ is undeniable.
Today is a busy day.
However, the land of Christ is
Infected with a disease, a cancer.
The cancer is the current Catholic clergy and congregation.
REMOVE IT, NOW!!
Stain of nocturnal emmission.
I WAS A MESS.
And though I came in,
Wearing the same smelly clothes
for ALLAH knows how long,
the Muslim Pussy smiled genuinely to see me.
She had missed me.
She made me feel welcome.
She TRIED to break rules for me.
And when I came day after day,
Dressed the same,
Stinking more and more,
Her enthusiasm did not change.
She talked with me.
And even with the cross of ROSARY
Beaming on my chest,
She still proclaimed me PERFECT.
All in about a week’s time.
In about a year’s time,
The Catholic Pussy simply ignored me.
She was too good in her eyes,
To give me her name.
Though I showed my devotion to the cross daily,
Her nose would turn to the sky
Whenever I walked by.
My bank account was too small
Because I hate Catholic pussy, that’s why.
She was unfair so this judge
Sees no problem breaking the rules of fairness
In his proclamation of persecution.
When I was lonely,
Surviving day by day,
Having suffered years for the Word of God,
The Catholic Cunt refused to
LEAVE ME IN A KINGDOM OF KNOWLEDGE,
Resulting in my homelessness
Yet again to the streets.
People really should mind their own business,
And LEAVE MY PAST ALONE!!!
Part II
In the event a Muslim Cunt and a Catholic Cunt
Are in the same room:
The Catholic cunt will beg to lick the Muslim cunt’s feet.
Even if the Catholic cunt is a nun
And the Muslim cunt nothing more than a maid.
I am sick to death of Catholic pussy.
She is an UNGRATEFUL, USELESS, PARASITE.
The Whore of Babylon had more humility.
The prayer states gives us day by day our daily bread.
Day by Day.
The furfillment of Christ’s orders,
His holy command for our prayer of survivaly,
Is apparenlty not enough for
The HYPOCRITE CATHOLIC LIAR.
The Catholic Cunt is a blasphemer,
Professing faith and belief in the saints and archangels
Yet ignoring, mocking, denying
This head archange of God’s Heavenly Hosts,
This commander-in-chief of Trinity’s army.
GOD DAMN CATHOLIC PUSSY TO HELL!
Muslim cunt is supportive.
She prays for me,
She prays with me.
Muslim pussy is patient.
She stands by my side,
Not running from male to male
For the time-wastage of idle chit-chat.
She knows the importance of secrecy.
She understands the necessity of militancy.
And even though
My tongue is mute to Arabic,
Because I Believe,
Simply because I BELIEVE IN ALLAH,
Muslim Vagina considers me Muslim.
She encourages independence from hierarchy
And pursuing my own anointed path.
Believing in the improbably
Yet never impossible for ALLAH
Quantum exponential evolution of my intellect.
Catholic pussy insists on obeying
Rotting relics of priesthood
Who presume superiority to
The very archangels they profess.
The main difference between
Muslim cunt and Catholic cunt?
The Muslim thanked me.
She said Thank You.
The Muslim believes I AM ST. MICHAEL.
Part III
The Catholic whore laughed at me.
The Muslim goddess laughs with me.
The Muslim Goddess goes not seek my pain.
The Catholic Whore is unfaithful.
The CATHOLIC WHORE cooks garbage compared to
The delicacies of the MUSLIM GODDESS.
GOD DAMN ALL CATHOLICS TO HELL!!!
We have found the replacements,
Those THANKFUL of worshipping on the land
Set aside for the Catholic Church.
It is written that the church
Built upon the rock of Peter
Will not be overcome by Hades.
Long ago, I surrendered,
For the first time and the last time,
To the Holiness of CATHOLIC LAND
As the presence of Jesus Christ is undeniable.
Today is a busy day.
However, the land of Christ is
Infected with a disease, a cancer.
The cancer is the current Catholic clergy and congregation.
REMOVE IT, NOW!!
AUGUST 7, ’07, TUESDAY
BANK: Rs. 0, +15 Tequila boys, +3 cobbler, +2 rickshaw, -20 internet
UNIFORM: Red Polo Shirt, Beige Cargo Pants, Nike Shoes
FOOD: Dinner – Masala Dosa, one cup of coffee
1900 – Old Indian Coffee House, DINNER WITH PAM and PAT,
two sexy, comforting stewardesses; THANK GOD.
2000 – left to gather an extra Rs. 5 for internet, got it.
2100 – internet at Seras Victoria’s café – Rs. 20
2215 – back to St. Patrick’s church, then ainmation centre
2335 – VOCAL EMMA FROST GOSPEL OF MATTHEW (f 2357)
AUGUST 8, ’07, WEDNESDAY
BANK: Rs. 0 +10 Alistar, -5 rice, - 3 bun, mint, - 2 coffee, +6 Morris, -4 bisc, -2 sweets, +10 Tequila, -7 coffee, -2 peanuts, -1 gum
UNIFORM: see yesterday
FOOD: Breakfast – ghee rice, bun, mint, coffee
Lunch – biscuits, masupac, peanut brittle
Dinner – MUSLIM WEDDING ON CATHOLIC LAND
0000 – VOCAL EMMA FROST GOSPEL OF MARK (f 0053)
0100 – VOCAL EMMA FROST GOSPEL OF LUKE (f 0237)
0237 – nap (f 0420) unschedule
0430 – VOCAL EMMA FROST GOSPEL OF JOHN (f 0542)
0545 – went to back finance room, crashed out (f 0843)
0843 – woke up, saw J & K from Australia,
saw J last night,
simply remember how much
I HATE WHITE PUSSY,
Walked elsewhere.
Got Rs. 10 from Alistar,
He likes hockey,
Doesn’t play chess,
His leg in bad condition.
Went and had breakfast,
Went to park,
Wrote MUSLIM CUNT VS CATHOLIC CUNT,
Call from Morris so walked to Forum area,
Looked into job,
144000 Rs per year is good interest
walked back to Brigade after Rs. 6 Morris,
had light lunch,
learned to KEEP HATING WHITE PUSSY.
Back to park, lack of food so slept,
Awoke to Kenshin shirt when in dream I said,
MARINES, CODE RED to troops.
The dream had me use my cell phone to shoot a previous assisatnt of an elderly female president of U.S. symbolizing the head of the most powerful nation.
She was worried,
I informed her that I was only thinking of fucking her on the airplane
(Kathyrn Janeway was peeking from back pages,
had to put that sexy captain in her place)
Very mili8tary based dream sequence,
As I commanded a WAKE UP call,
I looked at one Marine,
Most probably CLOTHO,
A very precious supportive soldier-woman,
My Kira for this holy space station,
Ordering her to stay back.
Chinese soldiers had apparently been crammed
To share bunks in homo-erotic positioning.
NOT MY CUP OF TEA,
Homosexuality that is.
Oh I HATE PUSSY,
But I enjoy beating it, raping it, impregnating it, killing it far too much.
1821 – leaving the park, possibly updated the Muslim Cunt vs Catholic Cunt epic.
(It is Thursday now), after going to Tequila and getting Rs. 10 with a bit of resistance
went to coffeehouse – 7 coffee, - 2 peanuts, - 1 gum,
I HATE CATHOLICS. AMEN.
Eventually back to church,
Finally chatted to Jaynarthan who was using Baskar as a shield
DO NOT TRUST ANY CATHOLIC CLERGY.
Had dinner at a Muslim wedding.
MASHA ALLAH.
AUGUST 9, ’07, THURSDAY
BANK: Rs. 0 +20 Tequila boys, -10 anna sambar, -2 peanuts, -1 gum,
UNIFORM: Military NCC shirt, grey diesel undershirt, beige cargo pants, lawyer belt
FOOD: Lunch – anna sambar, peanuts, two coffee cups
Dinner – chic pea soup, six bread slices
0830 – woke up, packed up, met Baskar who ignored,
Reene laughed at me,
Walked,
Talked to garbage guy
Saw advertisement for “The Ungrateful Man”
Realizing it represented the Catholic male
And his arrogance at exalting himself over MICHAEL,
St. Michael the Archangel…ME.
1000 – Muslim Cunt vs. Catholic Cunt p. III
1006 – left park, went to INFANT JESUS church for CONFESSION
where my primary question was
IS THE POPE HIGHER THAN ST. MICHAEL THE ARCHANGEL?!
A simple, YES or NO.
He could not answer.
*LAUGHS TO HIMSELF*
THE CATHOLIC MALE COULD NOT ANSWER!!!
1100 – sit down, Metro furnishers,
i take responsibility for Bangalore-Mangalore-Goa.
By not answering me,
My question was answered.
“HOORAH MARINE CORPS!!!”
1103 – To Tequila, call from Morris,
walked through St. Patrick’s for conversation,
1200 – Sherlock Holmes
1259 – finished, went to Cubbon Park, nap,
yes, I semi-followed to white chics there,
I am searching for EXPERIENCED PORNO STARS
And it seems the majority of pornography is white,
With black porn and asian por considered “fetish.”
Besides, God knows how much I’d enjoy
The look of terror on a few white whores faces
When a group of Muslims keeps them kidnapped
And raped and beyond extremely abused.
So I left the park then walked to Tequila,
Got some cash.
Last night Jaynarthan requested I leave
While spouting the hypocrisy of “OBEDIENCE.”,
NO ONE, and I MEAN NO ONE
Is worthy of this Holy Archangel’s Obedience but
The Man crucified on the cross and/or
ONE BORN OF IMMACULATE CONCEPTION.
So I made arrangements for my clothes.
As I was reading Mid-Day I read an article about
Britney Spears,
Just one more minor whore of Babylon,
With a heading in amagazine,
“Yes, it gets even worse”
Time to get optimist.
“OPTIMUS PRIME ONLINE”
So it will get even worse, not for me,
But for those who dare to deny my authority.
THIS AIN’T SOME CAR CRASH,
I AM THE APOCALYPSE!!
After getting the cash had lunch anna sambar
At Ganesh Dursan hotel,
Then ate some peanutes,
Got to Old Indian Coffeehouse around 1600,
Ordered my coffee,
Marcus came by,
He obviously has achieved a certain level of trust.
Got hopefully my final cup of coffee for some time
When he offered to buy it.
This last cup of coffee,
Currently going,
Even Rs. 7 is a lot of money,
*LOOKS AROUND*
I’ll miss this place.
1700 – left Old Indian Coffeehouse
went to Tequila,
moved my clothes from
St. Patrick’s to Tequila.
Again, Masha Allah.
Do the math.
52 weeks a year,
1040 Jumuaa’s a score.
34 non-Jumuaa prayers a week.
1768 non-Jumuaa prayers a year.
1800 – walked around St. Patrick’s
waiting for mass to finish,
Thank you, Iblis
For teaching me not to kneel before man
But only the embodiment of God,
Jesus Christ.
1820 – VOCAL SUSAN RICHARDS GOSPEL OF MATTHEW (f 1942)
1943 - VOCAL SUSAN RICHARDS GOSPEL OF MARK (f 2039)
2040 - VOCAL SUSAN RICHARDS GOSPEL OF LUKE (f 2222)
2223 - VOCAL SUSAN RICHARDS GOSPEL OF JOHN (f 2336)
2337 – Dinner six bread slices chick pea curry from security gaurds,
2348 – finished found MARY BOOKMARK, URINE
2355 – sitting on other side of church,
preparing for Ororo Munroe
AUGUST 10, ’07, FRIDAY
BANK: Rs. 0, +20 Tequila, -4 bisc, -2 peanuts, -6 rice, -1 masupac, -7 coffee
UNIFORM: see yesterday
FOOD: Breakfast – bread loaf, two mini-banannas
Dinner – biscuits, peanuts, rice, masupac, two coffee cups
Late Snack – peanut brittle piece, black chai
0000 – VOCAL ORORO MUNROE GOSPEL OF MATTHEW (f 0124)
0125 - VOCAL ORORO MUNROE GOSPEL OF MARK (f 0224)
0225 - VOCAL ORORO MUNROE GOSPEL OF LUKE (f 0404)
0405 - VOCAL ORORO MUNROE GOSPEL OF JOHN (f 0518)
0520 – up. I saw Sister Fidelis come open up the church.
The cool thing was that for whatever reason
The normal 0500 Catholic Bell was late,
So I finished the gospels on time.
The Muslim wake up call was blaring
As I finished the gospel of John.
And then I waited in the back of the church
So I could give a left hook to Jaynarthan.
I waited, and waited;
Instead of coming around back
I saw him walk through the front.
Then Joseph came and saw me,
Informed him I was looking for Jaynarthan.
Went and crashed out,
Jaynarthan and Joseph woke me up.
Private talk,
Told Jaynarthan I wanted to hit him.
Back to sleep,
Private talk with Jaynarthan and Baskar.
Bread and bannannas while walking.
Went to park crashed,
Slept through Jumuaa,
1741 – woke up
got Rs. 20 from Tequila, -4 bisc, -2 peanuts, -6 rice, -1 masupac
1800 – showed up at Old Indian Coffeehouse
thinking I’d BE ALONE,
as I AM EARLY.
Jubin showed up within about two minutes,
Shungar in about ten.
The normal meeting time being 1900,
So we enjoyed the fact
Of MUTUAL LONELINESS
- Rs. 7 coffee
Shenoy showed up,
Talked about Bangalore branch of FIGHT CLUB
Marcus stopped by,
Bought me another cup
1946 – back to the streets,
blog update at Barista,
2032 – finally JUST NOW began ELECTRONICA
2130 – bath at St. Patrick’s apres picking up clothes from Tequila,
good bath; uniform change
HECATE BATH,
putting up the reverse pictures
of HECATE against the bathroom wall,
took a SHIT and PISS,
naked with ROSARY and BLACK BOND and LEFT BAND
UNIFORM: Calvin Klein polo-shirt, 501 t-shirt, bell-bottom blue jeans, leather sandals
2232 – back at Tequila, chilling, english lesson
2316 – peanut Brittle piece, black chai
2340 – back to St. Patrick’s,
changed jeans to POCKET HOLE jeans and removed 501 shirt
AUGUST 11, '07, Saturday
UNIFORM: Hole Pocket Jeans, CK Shirt, Leather Sandals
BANK: Rs. 0, +20 Joseph, +20 Anto, +10 Tequila = Rs. 50 good food for a day
FOOD: [ SO WHAT? I FORGET TO LOG ONE DAY,
I'M BORN AGAIN!!
BE PATIENT, BITCH! ]
0000 - preparing, organizing bag moved to rooftop,
changed above stated uniform to bell-bottom jeans
(Today is Sunday. Yesterday...)
I remember going to the rooftop with the sincere intention of
SERAS VICTORIA gospels,
but the time limit got to me.
I wanted to wake up in time for morning Naamaaz,
which I actually overslept for ironically.
The day did not accomplish much.
Some girl was just staring at me as I wrote.
By the time I got to morning naamaaz
THE BELEIVERS were leaving.
I did make it to afternoon Naamaaz
and THE STATE OF ECSTACY was wonderful
Went to Old Indian Coffeehouse,
Manus bought me a cup of coffee,
Industrial Electronica quite the flavor.
WE ALL KNOW GOTH CHICS ADORE ME!
By evening I had talked with Tequila boys
about FUTURE INVESTMENT PLANS.
Evening I got back,
ate dinner, slept.
was able to watch DBZ at TOYSHOP.
Gentleman, don't be afraid to BEAT HER.
She enjoys it MEAN.
AUGUST 12, '07 Sunday
UNIFORM: bell-bottom jeans, CK shirt, nike shoes
BANK: Rs. 0, +230 Paul -2.50 chai, -2.50 bun, -3 naan, -20 internet, -15 pictures, -7 coffee, -5 sugar cane juice, -12 internet,
FOOD: [ Breakfast: Biscuits with sugar, two bread slice, bun chai naan, late last OLD INDIAN COFFEEHOUSE
Lunch: Sikh temple after Sugar Cane juice warm-up
Dinner: Bread Loaf (subject to change)
0000 - sleeping.
0745 - WOKE UP.
talked with Baskar and Jaynarthan,
got bread loaf and biscuits,
got Rs. 230 from Paul plus
toothpaste, soap, brush.
Yes, God bless him.
He and Alexander have truly cared for me
as a human being.
Okay, so I know they're just male
and want IN on the young models.
However, WAR NEEDS FUNDING.
( AND WE ARE AT WAR WITH ZION.)
While talking with Baskar,
a piece of meat fell from the sky
onto my bag from God through a bird most probably,
Good omen.
Arrangements have been made,
for a trip to Kangiri(?),
a VEGETARIAN Monastery,
Used to really enjoy meat,
but SHAOLIN MORPHED ME.
Went to use internet,
get pictures printed,
then came to OLD INDIAN COFFEEHOUSE
for LAST CUP OF COFFEE!!!
I will repeat for all,
TRUST NO ONE.
TRUST YOURSELF.
TRUST THE WORD OF GOD.
1300 - left to go use internet
picked up article on 570 gram cocaine bust
picked up decent blue rain coat
-Rs. 5 sugar cane juice
1400 - cyber cafe
1500 – Sikh temple for lunch
Jaynarthan and Joseph woke me up.
Private talk,
Told Jaynarthan I wanted to hit him.
Back to sleep,
Private talk with Jaynarthan and Baskar.
Bread and bannannas while walking.
Went to park crashed,
Slept through Jumuaa,
1741 – woke up
got Rs. 20 from Tequila, -4 bisc, -2 peanuts, -6 rice, -1 masupac
1800 – showed up at Old Indian Coffeehouse
thinking I’d BE ALONE,
as I AM EARLY.
Jubin showed up within about two minutes,
Shungar in about ten.
The normal meeting time being 1900,
So we enjoyed the fact
Of MUTUAL LONELINESS
- Rs. 7 coffee
Shenoy showed up,
Talked about Bangalore branch of FIGHT CLUB
Marcus stopped by,
Bought me another cup
1946 – back to the streets,
blog update at Barista,
2032 – finally JUST NOW began ELECTRONICA
2130 – bath at St. Patrick’s apres picking up clothes from Tequila,
good bath; uniform change
HECATE BATH,
putting up the reverse pictures
of HECATE against the bathroom wall,
took a SHIT and PISS,
naked with ROSARY and BLACK BOND and LEFT BAND
UNIFORM: Calvin Klein polo-shirt, 501 t-shirt, bell-bottom blue jeans, leather sandals
2232 – back at Tequila, chilling, english lesson
2316 – peanut Brittle piece, black chai
2340 – back to St. Patrick’s,
changed jeans to POCKET HOLE jeans and removed 501 shirt
AUGUST 11, '07, Saturday
UNIFORM: Hole Pocket Jeans, CK Shirt, Leather Sandals
BANK: Rs. 0, +20 Joseph, +20 Anto, +10 Tequila = Rs. 50 good food for a day
FOOD: [ SO WHAT? I FORGET TO LOG ONE DAY,
I'M BORN AGAIN!!
BE PATIENT, BITCH! ]
0000 - preparing, organizing bag moved to rooftop,
changed above stated uniform to bell-bottom jeans
(Today is Sunday. Yesterday...)
I remember going to the rooftop with the sincere intention of
SERAS VICTORIA gospels,
but the time limit got to me.
I wanted to wake up in time for morning Naamaaz,
which I actually overslept for ironically.
The day did not accomplish much.
Some girl was just staring at me as I wrote.
By the time I got to morning naamaaz
THE BELEIVERS were leaving.
I did make it to afternoon Naamaaz
and THE STATE OF ECSTACY was wonderful
Went to Old Indian Coffeehouse,
Manus bought me a cup of coffee,
Industrial Electronica quite the flavor.
WE ALL KNOW GOTH CHICS ADORE ME!
By evening I had talked with Tequila boys
about FUTURE INVESTMENT PLANS.
Evening I got back,
ate dinner, slept.
was able to watch DBZ at TOYSHOP.
Gentleman, don't be afraid to BEAT HER.
She enjoys it MEAN.
AUGUST 12, '07 Sunday
UNIFORM: bell-bottom jeans, CK shirt, nike shoes
BANK: Rs. 0, +230 Paul -2.50 chai, -2.50 bun, -3 naan, -20 internet, -15 pictures, -7 coffee, -5 sugar cane juice, -12 internet,
FOOD: [ Breakfast: Biscuits with sugar, two bread slice, bun chai naan, late last OLD INDIAN COFFEEHOUSE
Lunch: Sikh temple after Sugar Cane juice warm-up
Dinner: Bread Loaf (subject to change)
0000 - sleeping.
0745 - WOKE UP.
talked with Baskar and Jaynarthan,
got bread loaf and biscuits,
got Rs. 230 from Paul plus
toothpaste, soap, brush.
Yes, God bless him.
He and Alexander have truly cared for me
as a human being.
Okay, so I know they're just male
and want IN on the young models.
However, WAR NEEDS FUNDING.
( AND WE ARE AT WAR WITH ZION.)
While talking with Baskar,
a piece of meat fell from the sky
onto my bag from God through a bird most probably,
Good omen.
Arrangements have been made,
for a trip to Kangiri(?),
a VEGETARIAN Monastery,
Used to really enjoy meat,
but SHAOLIN MORPHED ME.
Went to use internet,
get pictures printed,
then came to OLD INDIAN COFFEEHOUSE
for LAST CUP OF COFFEE!!!
I will repeat for all,
TRUST NO ONE.
TRUST YOURSELF.
TRUST THE WORD OF GOD.
1300 - left to go use internet
picked up article on 570 gram cocaine bust
picked up decent blue rain coat
-Rs. 5 sugar cane juice
1400 - cyber cafe
1500 – Sikh temple for lunch
1645 - back at cyber cafe, getting to work as we type
1741 - updated blog, soon to start
WORK ON CANON LAW
2035 - finished downloading Canon Law
got some FIRE POWER2130 - logged out of internet,
- Rs. 60 finished Canon Law work,
walked back to the church
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