To Horror & Thriller Readers… Or, Not!

Here’s an audio to which you may desire to listen, whether ‘horror’ & ‘thriller’ are your preferred genres; or, and especially, if they  are your preferred genres to AVOID:

It’s 28+ minutes; LISTEN, it’s at:



CORRECTION: “oppression” is spelt as within the quotation marks; not ONE p.. sorry!

AND, WATCH these… for inspiration:

“Ain’t NO ‘sidewalk chalk’ campaign, here, IS there…?”



To the ‘religious’ :

“Yeah, [shrug] sorry; no one ever showed up to the TENT meetings which you authorized (or, OPPRESSED for) us to oversee. For, whilst you were away, recruiting others, all of your would-be future ‘subscribers’ came to attend your “recruitment ceremony”, and were DISMAYED at your BLATANT tactics. ALSO, they’ve returned to your headquarters to WITHDRAW their ‘support’ of your [clears throat] ‘ministry’; we suppose that THIS was DUE to your COMPLETE lack of obedience to the SYSTEMS in place UNDER our feet to which Our Creator had ALREADY given His approval of by way of a “Very Good” ALL 6 days of its Creation, BEFORE He cast out of His “heaven” ALL 1/3 of His Own angels, in whose midst you OBVIOUSLY are! Good DAY, sirs! [low bows].”

  • hunkering DOWN into Earth will NOT ‘get you to Heaven’ today; but, NEITHER will it DRAG you to any Lake Of Fire in THIS Century!
  •  “Good Luck to The Meek; but, NOT SO MUCH to those who AREN’T!”



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I’ll add more when I have more to add…



I’m writing a new PLAY!

I’ll work on it herein; PLEASE copy & expound upon it, and affix my name unto it!

“Cotton Juneaux Wood of Alpine, TX”

Zeus (in soliloquy): “The tiny voice within me asks, ‘Why would I not give love to you to bestow upon them? You live among them, do you not? Why would I give love to you to have you wait until your arrival in another town to demand that you begin practicing that love? Does it not all come from Me?’ So, my forehead wrinkles, and I begin to tax my brain with that which comes only from the spirit realm.”

[grin, shrug]

“You know… like the missionaries crossed the ENTIRE Atlantic Ocean to TEACH us how to do… right?”


They Heard, They No LISTENED!

As we bid farewell to our former oppressors, we stand in awe of the great tolerance which our creator (that TINY voice of Inner Peace within each of us, His unfallen children) has had these billions of years for those whom He CAST from His heaven into The Material Realm to walk among us. They’ve not learned humility, excellence, innocence nor any of His other granted gifts which we cannot fathom ANYONE could ignore or refuse to learn – but they have refused.

To return His children to our former neanderthal INNOCENCE, there will be a sort of rapture, not of The Innocents – but of our former oppressors!

They’ll GO to no reward; they’ll NOT be FOREVERMORE punished. They’ll SIMPLY, one GLAD day (once they’re forgotten by both us & Him), never have existed in the FIRST place. We’ll FORGET obediently, for He has PROMISED Himself – through the prophet Isaiah – “and their sins I will REMEMBER no more!”. To forget SIN, it’s easiest to forget those who have proven themselves to be OBVIOUSLY so addicted TO it.

Humans weren’t CAST from heaven; we BEGAN here, and therefore NEED no salvation.

… oh, there MAY be more…

#pride #DeskOfJFK


For T who refuses to read... 

His abs, his thighs, his cute little Buckwheat dreds
His cheek, his jaw, the way he wears his threads
But he now faced a thing he'd never before met: to escape what he knew, or search out a new pet.
He tossed, he turned, he laughed at friends' jokes
He werked deals, and he even sold smokes

Zeus, acoustic

to hide amongst humankind is the easy part; letting them know WHY they’re incorrect is tougher.

Wastes Of Time

They spent so much of OUR time,
dropping names, inventing fears
designed to CONVINCE us that Jesus was lord of anything

Yet, here I am, Lord of The Dead & of The Unborn
With no one asking OR believing me.

JFK is dead; sadly, there WERE no survivors of MY/his assassination! Time will go on; however, there are names you'll no longer discuss.

Poetry & Lotion

His abs so right, his shirt on the floor
He's smells so nice as he gets the door
We'd drank, we'd smoked
We giggled, and playfully poked

Now WHAT?!!

A Rapture & Renaissance!

Should you discover a naked person nearby, clothe them, feed them, house them, get them a job – NEVER ask their story; for they’ve JUST escaped victimizers! They don’t know that they’ve just come through a portal, of sorts.

[sorry] You cannot take it WITH you; but, your knowledge remains. Start again, plan better!


“You’re WELCOME!”

can you just QUIT, yet???!

Why Jesus MUST ‘ rescue the lost ‘…

they’re HIS #victims , lost BECAUSE they acquiesced to being coerced & guilt-tripped into CONVERTING to Christianity in the first place WHEN they could have simply been pleased with HOW they were innocently made, and WHOM they had the original potential to become, as INDIVIDUAL, disparate (separate, unique) children of only OUR One God, Kronos!

Peter denies Jesus STILL!

I was JFK; I AM still Zeus… (shrug)

#christianity #christianitytoday #catholic #kindnessmatters #shame #livid



I’m neither your competition nor your God… just an example. Become your individual BEST!

if i need to add more, you ain’t gonna walk away “cherishing words”…??

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