The King of the NorthandSouth

A Confession

A long time ago I was hit with the sort of madness that affected Nebuchadnezzar the King of Babylon, that Jehovah God took to his heart -which brings me to the Theatre of the Macabre.

A funny thing happened on the way past the Scott Adams show:

I have no idea how long this link will last, assume not long!

I am one of Jehovah’s Witnesses, long ago a couple of witches took my son away from me and I decided to kill one of them, then I realised it would not solve my problem, which was my anger with God. I realised that I had to forgive the bitches but I did not want to do that. A little while ago I decided I am getting too old to hate all this shit, so I bit the bullet. This is what I decided:

Climate the stare way to heaving, or how to deal with drone thievery.

The best advice is to be too poor to rob. But the other side of the coin is being too rich to rob. Which means the Big Man in the Corner approach:

You wait to find whodunnit and you take the whole sweep of them out, so that they don’t complain.

I am not going to suggest how to do that because it means total warfare. Sometimes it is just easier to pay the Richman Tax.

However it leads to the connundrum about who really is the King of the North and who is the King of the South …and I have skin in that game. There is no one answer. It is the same puzzle as the question about The Disgusting Thing that causes desolation.

See it and run.

That is the answer but not many people are too poor not to hang around for reasons…

Too on the nose?

Wait.

If it is artificial, let the weeds grow. Later you can pay someone to deal with the weeds: Later, that is why you have money. There is no other reason to be rich. Later, when the money is gone you have no reason to worry.

That is a double whammy as the only ones with a reason to worry are the ones who have all the stuff they stole. And guess who is looking at them?

Like Judas, they have more silver than they want but they can’t give it away. If you are not Judas, it is funny. If you are Judas, not so much.

But hey, you can shout: “Nigga!”

Dumb dumb dumb dumb, dumb dumb dumb, dumb dumb dumb.

They are buying a stairway to heaving.

I really would like to be uninvolved, the problem is that this is my approach to the Preaching of the GoodNews that is designed to wake people from the matrix. The good news is that once I preach, I am off the hook.

Hopefully.

I have no idea who the The King of the North and The King of the South are. I hope it doesn’t matter. I hope it doesn’t matter in the same way that I don’t know who Babylon the Great is. I am content to know they are going to be hung out to dry if the birds leave them.

What if instead of being the war between Russia and AngloAmerica it is the war between President Trump and President Biden?

What’s the difference, I have no idea. Didn’t I just say that?

Purdue: assigned to extreme hazard, also college, also makers of problematic substances.

En purdu not going into detail, that is not my detail. To me, the word conjours wet bat disease. Both Kings end in oblivion. I suppose it may matter how they get there. Biden is a traitor always was a snake and a potato.

President Trump is more heroic. Also it sounds like he was badly affected by the truth about 9/11. Knowing who to ask about that, he got answers, I presume from both the US military and the Jehovah’s Witnesses. From what he said recently, about not needing to vote if you are a Christian, that latter affected him to some extent.

It is not for me to say anything more. I do not know anymore and it is none of my business.