Of course, the intensity and drama of war after war, a revolution upon the next revolution will arouse those gretest feelings in us, I am glad for them.....surely, we can say that anyone might lounge in this website....but, there is something about us which sets us apart from everyone and all...and, yes please seek others to strengthen our numbers.  There are mighty powers which would end us forever....but kno this, these are not mighty powers....and they have, has been stlen.  They assume the identify of who they would be other than themselves, and with no self to murder.....a selfless man may appropriate anything, everything and without conscience.....without a soul.  What can be done about this? Do not despair. 

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I repeat, do not despair.  Only a man named Pee Wee McDuder could bring such a thing to the people of today.....we are caught in a trap, and......you have may heard claim about salvation, so many times.. I know the way out.  By the way, if you think long and hard about the Salvation Army Logo, inside that big pinkish red vestibule, well....that symbolizes the salvation of Jesus Christ himself.....for he is not dickless.  This information is for the few who shall act as the provocateurs of a Tezcate Real America.  Do you truly, really believe America has actaully existented.....or has she bee exploited.  IT is not uncomparable to the mind controlled pop star.  Those stars are five pointed pentagonal stars, and they must be upright and embraced within oneself.  Yes. they are many things.  Burning Man, they give us a five sided trash fence, to symbolize all thr trash we are inside....and speaking of that, this situation must be handled with GREAT CARE, understood?   

 

There is great danger in throwing away the American Spirit, if we find out the truth about the Light My Fire Festival.  GREAT CARE....America is my Deity, okay.  A Poet is the man who  is in an all or nothing passionate relationship with the Goddess, in my case...America.  Also, the woman who he is in relationship with is regarded as a Goddess by this man.  In other words, men......I don't want to get into dickwaving contests, but I am a SUN of America, and....the woman in my life is America, and....America is profoundly sexual....but that doesn't mean act like I am not here.  

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One more thing, The Poet will tend to have more than one woman, because there must be allowances made for people whose beauty makes people behave badly....and, when the men are busy with that, I'll give you a very satisfying orgasm. .....and, 5:10 PM July 4 1776 , Philadelphia, PA.  The Chart has Cursed Us....and we will bring an end to the curse.  Do not get too excited.   5:10 PM  five to one, baby...one in five, no one here gets, out alive.  you get yours, mama, I'll get mine.....gonna make it, baby....if we try, yeah come on.  I am connected to this chart, as is Chrsytya.....don't ask. We have sufferered to bring you this knowledge, and this is not a cult.  

 

I am am dedicated to the Goddess, I am naked, an outlaw, and my penis is a lot bigger than most men.  So much for being into castration.....in fact, I am enraged at this femininzation of both women and men.  WHERE ARE THE MASCULINE TRAITS OF WOMEN?   Don't get me wrong, but I am a big fan and, well....the natural consort of the woman who realizes that the overdressed for the party, but she keeps her undergarments on....which tend to be sheer fabric.  I love sheer pantyhose, like when Dita Von Teese graces us with her fashion genius...well, there is always one guy who keeps his clothes on so that I can feel like I go naked for no reason just to be a pervert. ​​

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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