Post by christian on Feb 15, 2008 7:20:04 GMT -5
Christ Mass letter to the white house…warning NC17 rated
T’was the nightmare before Christmas, and at the White House.
The president was smoking cannabis, talking to his pet mouse.
“Did you know that this weed”, He said to the mouse, “would cure all diseases?
This silly green stuff, which grows from the ground, holds miracles that are needed.
If everyone knew how good this stuff was, well I’d be totally f#@ked.
Just think of the millions of innocent herb users, unconstitutionally locked up.
If they really knew that The United States of America, was a British chartered nation;
Illegally run, by businessmen, managing THE UNITED STATES corporation.”
“That’s pretty tricky”, said the mouse to the man, as he handed back the bong,
“I’d never have imagined you’d kept up this nonsense, for even quite this long.
I watched JFK when I was a lad, from over there in the corner.
He and his brothers, and most of the staff were all quite avid stoners.
He was a DEFENDER of justice and truth, unlike you and the other VI KINGS;
That bullnuts the masses, oppressed countless millions to secure the illuminati ring”
“What really bothers me,” the president said, as he took another big hit.
“Is how fast this info is coming to light, blowing the top off the lid.
If they were to see, that Washington DC, is a little country all on its own;
With its own constitution since 1871, and the dollars on high interest loan;
From the Fed, owned by Rothschild’s and quite a few others;
Tied to secret society, and organized by skulls, bones and frat brothers!
Sleazy old banker that make billions by banking both sides of battles;
Americans birth certificates, sent overseas and used as collateral.
They’ll riot in the street and scream out for vengeance and pain,
Until my weapon toting peace keepers round up and detain;
The millions of ‘terrorists’ that are sure to arise,
As the secret combinations unveil before their eyes.”
“That’s heavy”, said the mouse as he twisted up some hash,
“Just how do you expect American soldiers to do a dirty job like that?”
“Oh that’s easy”, said the president, as he bowed his head to avoid;
The cynical gaze of the mouse that was becoming quite annoyed.
“I’ve already made new money stamped: North American Union.
Once the dollar is dead, and the borders are dropped, and everyone busy looting;
I’ll offer up ‘new jobs’ to millions of hopeless and starving women and men.
Give the Mexicans guns and the Canadians bombs, oh America’s future is grim”
“What the hell”, said the mouse, “are you going to do in the end;
When millions are locked up, and more wake up, ready to avenge?
When people see through, all of the lies they’ve been forced;
To accept blindly as fact, they’ve been maliciously coerced!
And crop dusted and cheated and poisoned and infected!
In the bigGEST DAMN CONSPIRACY EVER CONCIEVIBLEY DETECTED!”
“Get off you soap box,” said the president as he dropped the smoking tweezers.
“You’ve got no right to talk nuts, through those peasant lips, to rightful bloodline leader.
You know that I’m not the only conspirator in the mix;
That most of the orders, come from the Queen of England’s very lips.
And really who’s worse, under the nitty and gritty;
Look at the billions of deaths linked to Vatican City???
And look at the other Christian leaders, that know what’s going on;
Lulling the masses to sleep, singing the tithing for redemption song!!!”
“Pardon me”, said the mouse, “but you all are quite crazy;
This is nothing but global domination so the rich may remain lazy!
And speaking of control, probations and tariffs;
How long must you sit there and Bogart that spliff?”
“Screw you”, said the president, through the holes magically created;
Between the pearly whites as the lies increasingly perpetuated.
“I’ll keep this from you, just as easy as from the people;
By laws, or brute force, or false doctrine from a steeple.
For if I let you or anyone else, use all the cards that Mother Earth dealt;
Then THE PEOPLE would be self sufficient, and Babylon would melt!
As they grew their own medicine, food, clothes, and monetary wealth;
They’d also stop buying our drugs disguised as chemicals on food shelves.
Then the veil would come off, and the masses would look here.
For the first time in their lives, minds would be perfectly clear;
And this is a day all of us secretly fear”
“But that’s not going to happen”, said the president with a cough.
“We’ll just keep adding more poison to keep their menation shut off.
One of the most important rules of being ‘govern-mental’ by design;
Is to ruthlessly use every trick in the book, rather than let the plan die.
Secret oaths that I made, in the dead of the night, to men under hooded cloaks;
Keep me bound to my promise of conquest, using force to poisonous smoke.”
“This I know is quite true”, said the mouse, as he bowed his head to pray.
“But regardless of your plans and secret combinations, the Gods will save the day.
Millions of people, over thousands of years have all manifested salvation;
The elements have responded, seeds have been planted for continuing evolution”
“Our Heavenly Father would you…”, the little mouse said,
“…please stop all this madness, and badness, and death.
Please don’t use plagues, floods, or fire reigning down from heaven.
Just please loosen the noose on this oppression we’ve been havin’.
I have faith that everything that grows from the ground;
Was provided by you, filled with information that is sound.
I beg for THE PEOPLE”, the humble mouse cried,
For the poisoning to stop, in the water, food, and skies.
Of all of the stuff that these mobsters do daily;
The secret drugs must stop first as it’s making the world crazy.
And for the blatant poisoning of everything from kids toothpaste to babies pacifiers
May God have mercy on your souls, as you roast like marshmallows, on hells fire
To conclude”, said the mouse , “under the council of my grey haired furry shaman
I ask these things in Christ’s name, Yahweh’s as well, and not in the hidden Egyptian’s god named AMEN”
A Ho
Peace, Love, and all that $#@!...Christian
T’was the nightmare before Christmas, and at the White House.
The president was smoking cannabis, talking to his pet mouse.
“Did you know that this weed”, He said to the mouse, “would cure all diseases?
This silly green stuff, which grows from the ground, holds miracles that are needed.
If everyone knew how good this stuff was, well I’d be totally f#@ked.
Just think of the millions of innocent herb users, unconstitutionally locked up.
If they really knew that The United States of America, was a British chartered nation;
Illegally run, by businessmen, managing THE UNITED STATES corporation.”
“That’s pretty tricky”, said the mouse to the man, as he handed back the bong,
“I’d never have imagined you’d kept up this nonsense, for even quite this long.
I watched JFK when I was a lad, from over there in the corner.
He and his brothers, and most of the staff were all quite avid stoners.
He was a DEFENDER of justice and truth, unlike you and the other VI KINGS;
That bullnuts the masses, oppressed countless millions to secure the illuminati ring”
“What really bothers me,” the president said, as he took another big hit.
“Is how fast this info is coming to light, blowing the top off the lid.
If they were to see, that Washington DC, is a little country all on its own;
With its own constitution since 1871, and the dollars on high interest loan;
From the Fed, owned by Rothschild’s and quite a few others;
Tied to secret society, and organized by skulls, bones and frat brothers!
Sleazy old banker that make billions by banking both sides of battles;
Americans birth certificates, sent overseas and used as collateral.
They’ll riot in the street and scream out for vengeance and pain,
Until my weapon toting peace keepers round up and detain;
The millions of ‘terrorists’ that are sure to arise,
As the secret combinations unveil before their eyes.”
“That’s heavy”, said the mouse as he twisted up some hash,
“Just how do you expect American soldiers to do a dirty job like that?”
“Oh that’s easy”, said the president, as he bowed his head to avoid;
The cynical gaze of the mouse that was becoming quite annoyed.
“I’ve already made new money stamped: North American Union.
Once the dollar is dead, and the borders are dropped, and everyone busy looting;
I’ll offer up ‘new jobs’ to millions of hopeless and starving women and men.
Give the Mexicans guns and the Canadians bombs, oh America’s future is grim”
“What the hell”, said the mouse, “are you going to do in the end;
When millions are locked up, and more wake up, ready to avenge?
When people see through, all of the lies they’ve been forced;
To accept blindly as fact, they’ve been maliciously coerced!
And crop dusted and cheated and poisoned and infected!
In the bigGEST DAMN CONSPIRACY EVER CONCIEVIBLEY DETECTED!”
“Get off you soap box,” said the president as he dropped the smoking tweezers.
“You’ve got no right to talk nuts, through those peasant lips, to rightful bloodline leader.
You know that I’m not the only conspirator in the mix;
That most of the orders, come from the Queen of England’s very lips.
And really who’s worse, under the nitty and gritty;
Look at the billions of deaths linked to Vatican City???
And look at the other Christian leaders, that know what’s going on;
Lulling the masses to sleep, singing the tithing for redemption song!!!”
“Pardon me”, said the mouse, “but you all are quite crazy;
This is nothing but global domination so the rich may remain lazy!
And speaking of control, probations and tariffs;
How long must you sit there and Bogart that spliff?”
“Screw you”, said the president, through the holes magically created;
Between the pearly whites as the lies increasingly perpetuated.
“I’ll keep this from you, just as easy as from the people;
By laws, or brute force, or false doctrine from a steeple.
For if I let you or anyone else, use all the cards that Mother Earth dealt;
Then THE PEOPLE would be self sufficient, and Babylon would melt!
As they grew their own medicine, food, clothes, and monetary wealth;
They’d also stop buying our drugs disguised as chemicals on food shelves.
Then the veil would come off, and the masses would look here.
For the first time in their lives, minds would be perfectly clear;
And this is a day all of us secretly fear”
“But that’s not going to happen”, said the president with a cough.
“We’ll just keep adding more poison to keep their menation shut off.
One of the most important rules of being ‘govern-mental’ by design;
Is to ruthlessly use every trick in the book, rather than let the plan die.
Secret oaths that I made, in the dead of the night, to men under hooded cloaks;
Keep me bound to my promise of conquest, using force to poisonous smoke.”
“This I know is quite true”, said the mouse, as he bowed his head to pray.
“But regardless of your plans and secret combinations, the Gods will save the day.
Millions of people, over thousands of years have all manifested salvation;
The elements have responded, seeds have been planted for continuing evolution”
“Our Heavenly Father would you…”, the little mouse said,
“…please stop all this madness, and badness, and death.
Please don’t use plagues, floods, or fire reigning down from heaven.
Just please loosen the noose on this oppression we’ve been havin’.
I have faith that everything that grows from the ground;
Was provided by you, filled with information that is sound.
I beg for THE PEOPLE”, the humble mouse cried,
For the poisoning to stop, in the water, food, and skies.
Of all of the stuff that these mobsters do daily;
The secret drugs must stop first as it’s making the world crazy.
And for the blatant poisoning of everything from kids toothpaste to babies pacifiers
May God have mercy on your souls, as you roast like marshmallows, on hells fire
To conclude”, said the mouse , “under the council of my grey haired furry shaman
I ask these things in Christ’s name, Yahweh’s as well, and not in the hidden Egyptian’s god named AMEN”
A Ho
Peace, Love, and all that $#@!...Christian