

Resign a dime to a Mercury Dime of a ten-cent nickel popper for the Pop-Tart (!!!)
Pope Peope's theirs pop- with a Popp, ever so smart and so ever!
Eclipsed eliminated production positive (+) lovey-dovey potion of a thump in absorbed “Shock” I’ve endure, minnow minute NOW we set sail with having quit drinking whatever Ale and the Wall Street Journal I collected 90+ un-bagged issues, knowing the headlines would reveal the secrets of cash money, mainly making it appear nearly and dearly, near to me, who, well I be the man who paid for a 3 year subscription to Fortune Magazine in 2006 and 2007 I had 'advanced cryptography’
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Wes jumped in front of a bus, him drunk in NYC and either mistakenly or purposely jumping in front of a bus because he wanted to die when his closeted sex with his male partners was known to many, and he couldn't help but feel so incredibly awful and deviant -- him a Saint John's student for a year+ -- he was drunk and felt so aberrant, being made fun of, he couldn't withstand the knowledge of his male intercourse partners being known, like me, I was raped and suggested by my former English teacher, Mr. John Deedy the homosexual man who was involved with leather and S&M, etc. who would wear a cock-ring to school and with pierced nipples, too, so he's worked at 2 Catholic High Schools and fired, when now he works at a 3rd Catholic High School -- he has books about religion for sale -- but secretly he is Polytheistic, that night he told me about Islam and Allah and all of that, while a freaky friend had spent an hour or so alone with him Alex K. who obeyed Mr. Deedy as his "Daddy" which was really a shame because his parents originated from a foreign country and they couldn't speak English -- Mr. Deedy liked me a lot because he thought and knowing, I was friends with Paul Marino in homeroom and class we took a lot of classes together and he was Class President of our Year 2000 Graduation, who I've told Paul that we should talk videoconferencing on Christmas Eve or Christmas Day and I look forward to that, oh and a large part of my Saint John's Class of 2000 are Islamic now, like the smartest student in our grade, that it seemed, the Year 2000 graduating Class was into Islam after being told we were obligated to read "The Qur'an" in entirety along with our learning about Islam to great extents (!!!) well I was strong enough to get Mr. Deedy off of me when I was pinned down on the wooden, solid floor by him, and it really hurt my hips -- after hours of begging me to please him with my mouth and sexual organs for hours at a time, about 11pm or midnight until the sun was high in the sky, oh "high" well I wanted to have marijuana with him who he was an intelligent and well-spoken man, a little heavy, also living in Boston and driving his SAAB 9-3 to school for over an hour -- that way he could keep his secrecy about his disgusting life -- "LOOSEN UP YOUR [ ORIFICE ]"
...he would demand but I wasn't having it- my hips hurt and this was all in 2001 or 2002 I forget, but my parents have talked to the Saint John's leaders with the Catholicism THE GOODNESS OF JESUS CHRIST I don't believe in him, I've gotten on God ("The Creator") His level of predicting things like my tens of thousands of Bitcoins reaching over $64,000 and they did I have "Nintendo 64" and "Nintendo64" in my gigabytes in size "Bitchain" like a password for unlocking my great well-th and I don't want anyone to go to hell, but I believe in Islam 3 avenues of the Afterlife, like "An Intermediary State" I don't know much about, and "A 'Sleep' before A Great Awakening" and "heaven/hell" that I want 100% Heaven and 0% Hell that I've had great occurrences with "random" generators on the internet, like www.random.org and www.randomwordgenerator.com -- try them for yourself it's fun and interesting to Invest, if you're into making money, with random.org generating numbers (on the front page)
I could go on about KitCoMan79 and the result from random.org or perhaps the many short stories I've been Inspired, remember, "TBI" stands for not only Traumatic Brain Injury but also "To Be Inspired" I've found great Inspiration with the random content generators, and this is what I've used in my Bitchain and saved on my devices -- they have stolen 3 of my USB keychains here at "Averte" and I really hope the jerks who I've incriminated them being involved in that day of November 2004 when I heard a room full of my-enemies, co-workers, former friends, most of my relatives, and even my Minister, when they all suggested and then prodded me to kill myself, screaming into the speakerphone at the Leicester Police Station, "FAGGOT DEEDY'S GAY BUTT-BOY KILL YOURSELF YOU FAGGOT!" and my parents were silent, but Derek Langlois knows how difficult it was for me to have to hear all of the extremely insulting speech from my-enemies and he started crying, seeing my parents crying too, and the police left the room, anticipating their calling an Ambulance -- earlier tonight an Ambulance had its sirens and lights on outside my "Averte" Apartment -- I've had absolutely ZERO ALCOHOL IN SEVERAL YEARS! -- and I have a few lawyers of my being without a Criminal Record, with the knowledge I've been videotaped and audio-recorded here at "Averte" and at home, also with people watching me and "tracking me"
Yeah!
Daunting and Daring of I’m the one with such staring, asunder and not caring, much, while munching Ritz Candy Crackers to go off on a rant—I am, and me myself, never “Bereft” of a comforting computer keyboard jotting my Thoughts all there, throughout The Net bringing in a real haul of spaccy finish—us all diminished with that longhorn net and dripping sweat—unto the heathens, my own bretheren Brother Justin remaining calm, yeah him and Lance of previous Jehovah’s Witness stressed stresses—I made some online-handles as see-saw seen here my John Dearest (stocks!):
Walk the walk and wail your little lungs out (and hearts, clubs, DIAMONDS...) shining so brightly when then every single saying “Nighty Nighting” with wakefulness dwindling dreamy mingling some clouds white and wedding rings, brightly stirred-up Stirrups some hiccups the girl with D-cups- see them shining a low glow of blinding WHITE LIGHT!
All time’s outting aught be what’s next- come sunrise, aware of one’s percepted and perceived SUNLIGHTS EVE! unbeknownst to leave the good ol’ bed, sleepy head (!!!) the maid is so done, instead, to wave the vacuum Southern Space in this shoddy place of Pizza Paragraphs, forgoing “Draft Heinekens” well that depends on Brother Justin pulling an “Ace”—looking at his face and facts—he ain’t going out like that, concealing the hairs of grey like a barrel of HEY WHAT IS THIS? I give him a hug and but not a kiss, so Cheeky, when now, no more Eczema to be seen, that years ago my Mom would say, “Don’t forget your face cream!” and “Let’s go to Dresser Hill for ICE CREAM!” when you scream, and I scream, that, you shouldn’t speak too loud, unless you’re in a noisy crowd, His Highest- a heinous Highness I digress and dingle twinkle pouf aloof and that’s the truth!
I talked to Vivek Ramaswamy in 2005/2006 on videophone in Bruce’s office, seen here, Vivek — VOTE VIVEK RAMASWAMY FOR “POTUS” 2024!
So albeit coming a long time away, let me say that my screen is clean, and my Facebook text is grey, from the factory and set, like that, Life for Lingual couples of romance, eloping—them hoping, filled with excitement—cummerbund dreaming and seeding while blisters and bleeding, similar to a leaky gauge of swimming semen—down the Septic seeking $CAKE (Bruce F.) when what southern trolly rolls on its wheels, spilled and sipping and seeking the Rail Masters advice, but not for a wife, being instead bringing bountiful pleasantries, of all one’s... Fantasize them thighs of “Quadriceps” doing the Dougie and lifting weights with arms, then onto some so-tough (EXHAUSTING!) being one bending for SQUATS with a kettle and sporting a bold baggie de la “Pot”—I’m smoking the not too hot flames of this lighter, pulling an all-nighter in the offices work—office employees TWERK
I've been involved with Rev. Anne Skinner since 2005 because of Aerosmith's song "Angel" listening to it and praying intensely, while in pain of my www.wrxtbi.com and then searching "Angel" which resulted in a new Facebook friend who had connections to "Hannah House" with Rev. Anne Skinner!
My readers should buy one of her books and/or donate money to the Christian Charity, but, her books, well I bought a bunch of them and only read a little because they're in very large print and primarily read by old people with poor vision, I recommend "Walking With The King" because I like the cover of the book, as it looks very professional, and surely on my next vacation to Niagara Falls I want to meet her and discuss God, examining my putting 100% of my Holy faith in God and Allah, where then Jesus Christ gets a big fat 0% of my disbelieving that he had any "Supreme Powers" or that Mary is the only one, the one and only one woman, who has given birth without sperm in humans...
There was a new virgin-birth in 2004 and I felt very violated to learn that Jesus Christ wasn't so special... Jesus Christ was not the only one with what is known as "PARTHENOGENESIS" there have been many other humans born of virgin girls, which is such a rarity it happens mostly in the Middle-East, like Israel who I side with Israel right now, as always since my Mom told me, it would be a good thing to like Israel, so I've read about the Middle-East at SAINT JOHN'S HIGH SCHOOL!
Google: "Parthenogenesis in humans" that it's kind of covered up by the mainstream population of doctors and those in-the-know about how many, many virgin girls have given birth to normal and regular offspring, those that were healthy enough to survive the process of growing older...
Yes, despite my having known that "Virgin Births" -- DIVINE CREATION -- sometimes it happens, women who've never had sex with a man... this rarity explained in Time Magazine many years ago, it was one of the reasons why I drank so much -- to think, "Jesus Christ not being 'God'" ??? He was simply one of many births that happen, to this very day, and so, well I no longer believe in Jesus Christ -- this because I suffered for him, yes, Jesus Christ, I suffered in his name, and I suffered to get it out of the way, because I feel that we all must eventually suffer before becoming so BLESSED to be with God and on God's whole Holy "Spectrum" or "Astral Plane" or something, I've experienced God Himself The Father "THE CREATOR" who brings planets and galaxies into His universe, I learned in 2013 with hours of INTENSE LOVE-MAKING with my #1 "Dedicated Choice" to marry Justine Aragona my girlfriend of 2009 to 2013 because we both have Traumatic Brain Injuries that other people caused our severe damage to not only our brains but to our entire bodies with scars and having almost died because of the actions of others, so I consider them to be my enemies...
I made this for her because we're good friends and I trust this Christian Preacher to use my main "PayPal" sending her $20 or $25 every so often, but my PayPal has no currencies in it- my crypto is out of my reach with my wealthy parents paying $20k+ each month for me to be at "Averte" so Rev. Anne Skinner, I made it for, and she knows all about my Traumatic Brain Injury "Disability" to hold a job and I don't have a car here in Vermont