Wake-up, humanity! Stop being dead-heads!!

Remember what the Godude sed about ‘dreaming your dreams’?

Yes, the Godude. sHe wants U.S. baaad like lil’ lambs.

My impossible fantasies on earth? All possible in the Great Beyond for eternity; my love for young/mature women is far beyond exponential. Exactly what my Mansion is for: love, love, love for years and years. Though some peepow basically hate to love and love to hate, that’s fine. Whatever. I totally T O T A L L Y lurrrrrrve (sex is so general): to see you fulfilled in every possible way for many, many, many years, sets my heart on fire fig (with or without) YuckYuck

🔜I’ll look at the lotta youse at the ᴙongway bar when we first meet (I’ll totally ogle at you actually [tall, thin, savvy, quiet, knockMdead babes] - remind me to close-my-mouth/might be drooling): I’m, like, totally intoxicated by the female race I wanna be enveloped by them, so engulfed. Could we morph? Far-out.  

Cya soon, ya stunning-wildflower-girl-with-ovaries!

Don’t know exactly where it is, yet I’m exactly sure sHe sed someplace in ‘Lui et Moi’ (‘He and I’: Trinity to Gabrielle Bossis - look on Amazon) that exact quote: ‘Dream your dreams about what YOU want to do in Heaven; dare to ask for the impossible ...’ Boy-O-boy, baby, I want it all on our endless honeymoon. My desires? Gotta gobba lotta. Give unto this X-mortal a whole lotta extra-hands when I’m with young girls/mature women (at d’B.O.M.M) to love Her (and serve her) profusely for as long as she desires. Why? I miss you; I’m very, very desirous to-be-as-one.

Our alt.blogOrammathons will hopefully INFLUENCE the American populace to literally ‘riseabove’ (*the whorizontal which leads nowhere, filled withe stench of death*) when we’ve been so #@!! inundated with everything earthly: exactly what those in power want; they worship Satan. Why is worshipping the LIAR so bad? Doesn’t he provide everything on earth? Right! On earth. Say that, class. MORTALITY.

Q: why is the LIAR a wholesale wholeass?

A: El Diablo will promise U.S. everything for eternity: starvation (in the very) cold dark N torture. ‘You were screaming many times in your coma’ -mom. I believe I saw Hellfire. Don’t go, girl. Rise above. Defeat Satan. Be with me. I love you.