Jimmy Scott - 'Time after time' Excerpt from THE BOOK OF ROME

AWESOME, AWESOME, AWESOME!!! "Time changes all things", even the "Obtuse". Obtuse, thick headed, pompous, immoral, pathological liars that bully and terrorize for control. In other words, volunteer "mental midgets".

True, far too many of them still exist! These closeted monsters, I call them "Entities", are everywhere! In Every Home, house or dwelling. On every job, in every profession, destroying the best in every family, relentlessly!

Worse, the are always Clamorous, LOUD! "SquawkERS". Loud, ignorant, silly wo/men only interested in creating drama, dis-harmony. A fallen wo/man, always too stupid, too sorry, too immoral, to ever attempt to get up , simply because s/he preferred to destroy. While s/he did successfully obtain a license to preach, s/he was never worthy.

martha jane walters, always on the side of evil. Always visiting a "Murdered masn's grave at midnight", in search of his demonic power. Well, if that is true, why was s/he up very early Every Sunday morning? For cover! While We praised her, s/he (not so secretly) cursed Us.

martha always pretended that the men left her, deliberately impregnated her, then left her. What a LIAR! martha was a promiscuious whore, a nymphomaniac , that could not keep a wo/man. No matter how good looking, charming and generous mathy jane was, you were going to see through her. That is, eventually find her out. IT was not going to be pretty. s/he was going to Squak and Scream worse.

No, sorry World. There is no cure for the mjw s and *rumps of this World. Endure to the End.

I'm BEAMING! LAUGHING! GLOWING! Everything that volunteer witch did to Me, BACKFIRED!

Proving; "Just Trust and Obey"

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