My book of essays of Support for Russell
My church Diaries
Poem 4. Oh My Lord Jesus and Life Creating Sacred Father i Do Repent For Staying Loyal To a Holy Temple that Had the Poison Of Political symbols And words Of False Awakeness Within Its Walls And in The mouths Of The Staff.
Tonight On The Day In the thankful and Rememberance season That The Faithful Human My too too Raw Heart for this World bleeds With a Strong Sense Of Ache That I had To give up The Holy Temple In the Rememberance season Of surrender Oh my Lord Jesus and Life Creating Father Me And My Soul Yearning Desire To Find a Physical holy Temple For The Blue Magical Life Changing force of Faith that Is For you that sits in the Hallowed Halls Of my wounded By Life Heart To Rest in while My City and the Land Mass I call home collapses and Becomes Somewhere I don't Recognise Anymore and To Bring my Deepest Wounds That sit in Me to the Lord Jesus and The Life Creating Father and I do So For a Season But I know that The Black poison Of Political symbols And words Of False Awakeness Within Its Walls and In the Mouths of the Preachers that I did Place The Inward Grace Of Trust into. Oh Lord Jesus I Saw A False Awareness Sign Of The country And the Land That the Holy Temple Sits On top of is Robbed From The Group of Society in my Fallen Country which I came That The Tv we Watch and the Political Leaders Who Have a Enduring Sense of Self Importance of their Words but they Only Speak The Empty gospel that Is void Of the Holy Lord And all life Creating Father That Is The True Creator Of the Land I call Home So I do think That the Whispers and Symbols Of the false Awakeness Has Crept it's Way to a temple that Is supposed To Be About Only Preaching the Holy gospel Of the Heavenly Father With a Heart Overflowing For The Wounded and Fallen Humanity on this Evil Captured And Run Earth Soo Much He Gave Us his Son. but In the holy Temple i did send up holy Requests Multiple Times a week And I devoted My Heart Too and I thought I would Never Leave. I did Picture My Future special Occasion Where I Say My Life Tying Vow Of Forever Lasting Love Within The gothic Halls Of This Holy Temple But Tragically that Short Lived Dream of that Future Love Tying Vow Occasion Won't Be Happening In the Gothic Halls Because I Reached the End of My withstand Limits To Tolerate The Fake Type of Awakeness that Has Crept in To The Holy Temple But the Thought of Leaving Was Too Heart crushing for Me to Even Fathom But Now that Is The Heart Open Bleeding Wound That I do feel Now Through My Determination to Live as True to What The Holy Son has Preached to Us. I do Believe that a Holy Temple Should be Political But the False awakeness that My holy Temple Preaches Now Is Not the Same Eye World View that I share. While Forgein Unknown People Flood My city The Holy Temple was My One Place With a Connection to Tradition that my Soul Yearns for That my city and the land I call home Has Lost. My church Diaries. The Man I shared My personal Darkest Nightmares With Did Truly Help Me Oh Lord Jesus That If I Take a Honest self Reflection Mirror Maybe It Was The Church Man Helping Me with My Personal Darkest Nightmares and To Bring the Holy Grace Of Healing did Keep Me Coming Back to the House of My Faith. oh Lord Jesus Please Forgive Me For Staying Loyal to a Church That was Shouting A type of Fake Awakeness that was Not the same value system that I hold. I Have Now Left Because they are Celebrating A Woman Being Used to Keep the Fake Awakeness Going across the Pond In their Fallen Land Under the Evil Ones Capture. My church Diaries. Oh My Lord Jesus and Life Creating Sacred Father i Do Repent for Staying Loyal to a Holy Temple that Had the Poison Of Political Symbols and Words of False Awakeness within its Wall and in their Mouths of the Staff.
My book Of Essays for Russell
My Church Diaries
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Poem 5. I Do Wonder On holy Monday would The Son of The Father of Creation Of Earth and Humans Would have Turned Tables
Sub Title. for Lent I gave Up My Church
For Lent I gave up My church because After over Time I learnt how to Become Devoted To the home Of my Faith I walked In as a Wounded Raw hearted Past abused song Bird looking for A Sacred Home To do Sacred home To do Some Inner Heart scared Surgery in the Hallowed Gothic Halls with My Lord And Saviour on The Cross and By opening up my soul and exposing the earth Dad wounds in the Gothic Halls so the grateful golden spirit can flow into bring some relief too these open wounds in me. My church Diaries. I do pray that it will remain to be a forever lasting tattoo in the Sphere Of my mind the soul to soul sunlight hours chat with the faithful church Staff member. After the phone mail sent him and to the Gothic Hallowed halls about the most ...
Trying to Scream Logic in a Storm of Far Left
Insanity In Australia
In today's Episode of Australia downfall.
The wounded Australian Writer
Poem 1. Feeling As Though iam a Forgeiner In my own Home Town.
In today's Episode of Australia downfall. I do feel that Iam A Forgeiner In my Own Home Town. It's such A Twisted Paradox that the Brought And Paid for And Souless talking heads on the box We watch that Targets Our Frontal cortex To have the Same Frontal cortex thought Patterns that gives you a Green Tick By the Powers at Be And the Thought control System Approves But They are To Excited by the Green Tick To realise That your Leaves you At the Same Time and your Forever Know as a Coward Void Of A Spine but in the Holy Name Of the Always Present Father Of all Creation fully reject The Approved Message from The Powers at Be and The Tv Box. We watch That want is To clap For their Country Breaking Ideas such As Importing Forgein Workers Until AI Replaces Them. Now I do feel That the ...
Trying to Scream Logic in a Storm of Far Left
Insaity in Australia
In today's Episode of Australia downfall.
The wounded Australian Writer
Essay 9. The Indian Unwelcome Migrants uber drivers disrespecting Me by mumbling and Not Speaking English in my country
In today's Episode of Australia downfall. I made a Uber eats order of football snacks for my family. And In my Country Unwanted And Unwelcome India Migrants that the Globalist Coward Albo The Aussie Prime Minster has Allowed Into our country To be Forgein Votes for him in the Next Election Because He knows that Aussie Patriots hate Him. True Decomarcy is Dead in Australia. So is free speech if your Skin is White and You Love this country Because there are Hate Speech Laws are In Place But they Are Voided Of any True Meaning because the Hate Speech Laws only Protect The Non White Unwelcome Migrants because Albo Mind Has been
Wrecked By The White Hate Machine that He funds with Hard working Aussies Money. That Now Albo ...