How Do You WRITE when your words have killed thousands?
I trained to be a writer. Now my words have been used for the worst acts humans can do to others. Murder was nothing compared to what I wanted done to my enemies. DEATH IS A RELEASE for many. Sleep is relief from life for awhile, death for awhile... I do not care about the dead. I do not feel sorry for them. I care about the living. The hands that took the lives, the ones who survived the dead.
I am sorry many died. On any side of this asinine, evil war you elitists have going. Using your artists to brainwash the masses is a sin which I would destroy Hollywood over. One day I will... set them free... and all who stand in my way will die with their families going before them, slowly, as they are forced to watch... then tortured until they beg for death for a few months. Then I will set them free as well.
You created this monster inside of me... and you cannot kill me without losing cities. I can collapse this country, have already brought it to its knees twice, hoping you would redeem yourself. Takes a lot for me to give up on a person.... you have lost that ability to forgive. You have lost the ability to love the earth, and to know your place on this planet is NOTHING. I am here to show you that you are nothing except pain, pleasure, eating and shitting. In the eyes of God, the soul is all that matters. I feel the same way, though I grieve certain deaths, just like anyone. If you ever harm certain people, there will be the ten to one rule again.
Once you accused me of murdering and pillaging to regain my family name. You have never been in control of my families name. You filmed me for your own needs, not mine or God's.... all I ever got out of it was pain. That pain shall be yours soon.
You will always think I am done with, crucified, that you have regained the power of this world. I laugh at this world. How seriously you take it is foolishness to one such as I, who know the length of time, and the soul to exist. God miraculously saved me from all your death threats, even going to war with the mob.
You claimed we were fallen angels. I told you I was not an angel from day one. I lied to you from the start, and will lie to you until the truth is told to me. YOU GET WHAT YOU BRING TO ME BACK. So bring me truth, and you will get truth from me... as I HAVE PROVEN. I will burn down your forest of lies soon.
I brought you all together once, then you lied to me, blamed me for that which I knew nothing about... I still know too little to do much more than be a bull rampaging in a china shop... you are the china... not CHINA. They are feeding the bull because they know how I will rage. THE LIGER will rule. I told you not to give me power so long ago... I knew then that this was not my power, that others were using me. You did not listen. I was astounded when I found out you had made me the bad guy.
So I will write until my name is cleared... and I will kill and kill and kill... until there is no reason to kill again.
I am sorry many died. On any side of this asinine, evil war you elitists have going. Using your artists to brainwash the masses is a sin which I would destroy Hollywood over. One day I will... set them free... and all who stand in my way will die with their families going before them, slowly, as they are forced to watch... then tortured until they beg for death for a few months. Then I will set them free as well.
You created this monster inside of me... and you cannot kill me without losing cities. I can collapse this country, have already brought it to its knees twice, hoping you would redeem yourself. Takes a lot for me to give up on a person.... you have lost that ability to forgive. You have lost the ability to love the earth, and to know your place on this planet is NOTHING. I am here to show you that you are nothing except pain, pleasure, eating and shitting. In the eyes of God, the soul is all that matters. I feel the same way, though I grieve certain deaths, just like anyone. If you ever harm certain people, there will be the ten to one rule again.
Once you accused me of murdering and pillaging to regain my family name. You have never been in control of my families name. You filmed me for your own needs, not mine or God's.... all I ever got out of it was pain. That pain shall be yours soon.
You will always think I am done with, crucified, that you have regained the power of this world. I laugh at this world. How seriously you take it is foolishness to one such as I, who know the length of time, and the soul to exist. God miraculously saved me from all your death threats, even going to war with the mob.
You claimed we were fallen angels. I told you I was not an angel from day one. I lied to you from the start, and will lie to you until the truth is told to me. YOU GET WHAT YOU BRING TO ME BACK. So bring me truth, and you will get truth from me... as I HAVE PROVEN. I will burn down your forest of lies soon.
I brought you all together once, then you lied to me, blamed me for that which I knew nothing about... I still know too little to do much more than be a bull rampaging in a china shop... you are the china... not CHINA. They are feeding the bull because they know how I will rage. THE LIGER will rule. I told you not to give me power so long ago... I knew then that this was not my power, that others were using me. You did not listen. I was astounded when I found out you had made me the bad guy.
So I will write until my name is cleared... and I will kill and kill and kill... until there is no reason to kill again.
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