… and specifically to Bureau of Land Management.
To ALL Light Forces embedded in Prime Creator’s property #21213. More light please. Collaborate with ONYX and the Beige Ori. Three Trucks from House of Transformation on Beltline – Blue, Yellow and Red to House of Light. South to North then North to South in reverse color order on the return.
To all the Dark Forces embedded in Prime Creator’s property #21213. Know this. YOU SHALL NOT BE RAPING AND ABUSING ME NOR MY CHILDREN NOR MY LAND EVER AGAIN. Furthermore, you shall NOT be kicking me off my own land again and warehousing me and mine under bridges, in jails, prisons, ‘shelters‘ or Reservations. There are NO RESERVATIONS at the Restaurant for you. For Evermore. (Nod to my brother Anthony Bourdain). Did I not warn you STERNLY during the Bundy Ranch fiasco? Yes. And yet you ignored me. I don’t mind being ignored – BUT YOU SHALL NEVER AGAIN BE ABLE TO IGNORE THE CRIES AND SCREAMS OF THE CHILDREN.
And be aware, any day now, you SHALL be ejected from my oceans – ALL of them including the CASINO properties 11,12 and 13 along with all of your black plastic AMEX cards and what they bought. When – not IF that happens, you better have been praying for a nice mountain lake, because you won’t be entering my streams or Rivers again through the incarnation slice of pie, cake or petitfour you stole. (Pedovores, you aren’t as clever as you thought you were.) This is your last incarnation on Earth. America won’t be an IN-CAR-NATION for you for much longer if Portlandia has anything to say about it – which she does.
Your ephod is dead and your ARK is empty. The Jinn are completely out of The Aladdin Casino. This is the end of infinity for the “tally and wrap a ho” actions. Michael Goddard is NOT nor has he ever been The Michael – as it ever shall be. But we have been enjoying his Coffee, though it cost him a quarter of a million dollars at The Table. Pimentos are NOT portals to the Olive branch. Obviously.
Does this sound harsh to you? Yes, but it’s not unreasonable considering how you’ve treated us. How can you so arrogantly riot and complain and DEMAND entitlements that don’t belong to you while destroying the very things you expect to receive from the hands you bite – and eat? I am so embarrassed for you. And among my Ancestors, I am embarrassed by you.
I AM, WE ARE Muricans and Tartarians.
Targettted: Green Dot. Chriss Cross applesauce. It works very well. We are beyond the din.
Personal sentiment. I cannot express how grieved I am that I shall never again be able to enjoy a small cake without vomiting. Petit fours from Swiss Colony WAS always one of my fondest childhood memories. WAS – the operative word now.
personal: Heyoke, you wakan (pronounced walk on). The show must go on, though the makeup is flaking. I hate wearing lipstick. I still have lip gloss though. WE, We, we have plenty of popcorn. Wadjet is more Nepthys than ISIS today. Long live Isis. Geezer intelligence is Faithful – and older than Gizeh I.N.T.E.L.L.I.G.E.N.C.E. Hate is a strong word – that’s why I use it – though sparingly. But here’s a word that’s stronger: evanescent (ty for the perfume and that pink cap – you know which one).
¿~Quién tiene mi géiser de cristal!? Three teas and a coffee.
oh by the way, the author of the book Ecclesiastes was none other than – wait for it…
Solahan.
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