To the Church in Sardis

Letters to the church from the lord #5
To the Church in Sardis
By Rev. J. Sleestaxx

The lord becomes very upset with us in the future.
I never want to see us receive a letter like this,

Rev 3:1 “To the angel of the church in Sardis write the following: “This is the solemn pronouncement of the one who holds the seven spirits of God and the seven stars: ‘I know your deeds, that you have a reputation that you are alive, but in reality you are dead.
Rev 3:2 Wake up then, and strengthen what remains that was about to die, because I have not found your deeds complete in the sight of my God.
Rev 3:3 Therefore, remember what you received and heard, and obey it, and repent. If you do not wake up, I will come like a thief, and you will never know at what hour I will come against you.
Rev 3:4 But you have a few individuals in Sardis who have not stained their clothes, and they will walk with me dressed in white, because they are worthy.
Rev 3:5 The one who conquers will be dressed like them in white clothing, and I will never erase his name from the book of life, but will declare his name before my Father and before his angels.
Rev 3:6 The one who has an ear had better hear what the Spirit says to the churches.’

Do not sit back and coast in church or n the word of god. Get out and evangelize beat the good lord into the sinners every chance you get.
The good lord says that you are dead if you just sit there like a lump on the bank of the river.
You are not pleasing him by just coasting. You are pissing him off.

Deu 1:41 Then you responded to me and admitted, “We have sinned against the Lord. We will now go up and fight as the Lord our God has told us to do.” So you each put on your battle gear and prepared to go up to the hill country.

Do not think that oh I am saved and I do not have to worry as I have a seat in heaven. NO you do not as he has just said. He knows that you have done certain deeds but now you are doing nothing.
Do not coast; do not believe in a guarantee. there is no guarantees other than what the lord has just said and that was that he will come in the night like a thief and you will never know because he will leave the dead behind. The ones that work will wear white and walk with him.
I will walk with him as I work every fucking day for him.
I go out and spread the word and the spirit, I walk the mean streets and I preach to the sinners. It is easy to preach to the saved. Shit most of you all are all asleep and don't even know what the hell I am saying.

Jdg 5:11 Hear the sound of those who divide the sheep among the watering places; there they tell of the Lord’s victorious deeds, the victorious deeds of his warriors in Israel. Then the Lord’s people went down to the city gates –

Jdg 5:13 Then the survivors came down to the mighty ones; the Lord’s people came down to me as warriors.

You just know that I am here talking about the promise land and the promise the lord has made.

Isa 32:9 You complacent women, get up and listen to me! You carefree daughters, pay attention to what I say!

Many preachers and ministers all stay the safe route. Not me I get down in the dirt, I get in the pits of despair with these fucking losers every freaking day and I save souls and I bring souls to the lord every day.

Isa 32:11 Tremble, you complacent ones! Shake with fear, you carefree ones! Strip off your clothes and expose yourselves – put sackcloth on your waist!

I hear the lord speak to these poor pathetic wretches and I hear him tell them it is not enough to go to church but you must go out and crusade and evangelize. You have to tell others about the wonder that is are god.

Isa 47:10 You were complacent in your evil deeds; you thought, ‘No one sees me.’ Your self-professed wisdom and knowledge lead you astray, when you say, ‘I am unique! No one can compare to me!’

You have to get in there and bring the sheep in. it is not enough to sow the seed you have to harvest the crop,
You have to pull the weeds. The weeds will kill the garden. they will choke the plants and absorb the nutrients and water that meant for the children of god.

Deu 20:3 “Listen, Israel! Today you are moving forward to do battle with your enemies. Do not be fainthearted. Do not fear and tremble or be terrified because of them,

So every day I go and I fight the good fight. I go out and I thump a few heads and I bring lost souls into the fold. He wants you to help also. Find a bum and beat the good lord into him. If he is too far gone for you and your abilities drive the piece of human trash to the next town and let them carry his burden.
Let us clean the streets of the trash and help our city to thrive. get the leeches off the teat that is our welfare system. They are going to suck us dry and then there will be no place for the rest of us.
Become the strong plant in the garden and compete for the sunshine and the water and the nutrient. Fight the good fight and beat the shit out of the sinners and the hangers on.
Beat the pornographers into seeing the errors of their ways. Beat the illegal aliens into become legal citizens. Find the homeless that are the cancer of our neighborhood and either get them in to the game or get them out of our town.

Lev 26:6 I will grant peace in the land so that you will lie down to sleep without anyone terrifying you. I will remove harmful animals from the land, and no sword of war will pass through your land.

Let us make a town that can be proud when god arrives in the night like a thief.
When the good lord comes I want to bring my entire flock to him and say look lord at the wondrous work we have done in your name.
Look at our deeds and se that we have lived to your word and expectations.
Look at the bastards down the street that say they believe but they all fornicate and drink and snort the cocaine and pretend be of the word of god.

Psa 89:10 You crushed the Proud One and killed it; with your strong arm you scattered your enemies.

Psa 94:2 Rise up, O judge of the earth! Pay back the proud!

Look at the bastards across town that can not even crusade because they are too soft and they can not handle the truth of your word.
Look at the pussies that can not believe that your god would be an angry god. The bible tells of god saying he is an angry god.
Look at the crazies that run around and scream the end is near but they do nothing to prepare the rest of the world for god’s coming.

Psa 123:4 We have had our fill of the taunts of the self-assured, of the contempt of the proud.

We are the ass kickers, we are the beaters of you word, we bring the word to the ones who need it and we are the ones that crusade in your name oh lord.
We bring the heathens and the unwashed to your feet and they see you oh lord and they became fearful of the sins they have committed and they straighten their evil ways.
That is the work we do and that is the work the lord wants.
Go and kick ass in the name of the lord. That is what the letter in revelations is saying. Do not rest back and think that it is all wine and roses.

Nah 2:1 The watchmen of Nineveh shout: “An enemy who will scatter you is marching out to attack you!” “Guard the rampart! Watch the road! Prepare yourselves for battle! Muster your mighty strength!”

Nah 2:3 The shields of his warriors are dyed red; the mighty soldiers are dressed in scarlet garments. The metal fittings of the chariots shine like fire on the day of battle; the soldiers brandish their spears.

It is work and it has always been work. There has never been a time when it was to be fun expect when Adam and Eve were the chosen and in the garden. Then Eve blew it and now we are out in the cold cruel world and now we have to fight for our food and we have to fight for our shelter and we die.

Gen 3:6 When the woman saw that the tree produced fruit that was good for food, was attractive to the eye, and was desirable for making one wise, she took some of its fruit and ate it. She also gave some of it to her husband who was with her, and he ate it. 3:7 Then the eyes of both of them opened, and they knew they were naked; so they sewed fig leaves together and made coverings for themselves.

Because of the mistake of the mother and the father we have to work real hard to beck into heaven and the good graces of the lord our god.

3:17 But to Adam he said, “Because you obeyed your wife and ate from the tree about which I commanded you, ‘You must not eat from it,’ cursed is the ground thanks to you; in painful toil you will eat of it all the days of your life.

So this sermon is a call for you all to go and beat the good word into some sinners and clean the damn city up for right now it likes like crap.
The singles mothers group would like to invite the single fathers and the single men to a mixer this evening. There will be a live band performing and cocktails available. The idea is to network the singles and provide like minded individuals an opportunity to meet and get to know one another.
Cookies, cakes, and coffee are in the lobby for your enjoyment.
Go forth and clean the trash and crud from the streets. Wash the sidewalk with the blood of sinners and make them all see the light.

In my neighborhood #21

In my neighborhood #21
By Rev. J. Sleestaxx

I finished the mow and I was going to run some weed and feed on the freshly cut grass and I realized I was out.
So I hopped into the car and headed up to the store. I decided that I just did not want to see Sid and Nancy so I decided to go out the side entrance.
On my way out I pass by Madonna's house. She lives next door to Lee Ving and Poison. She was out in her front yard tending to her yard too. This was truly a sight.
She was actually not doing her work but she had some others doing the work.
She was in that "funnel on her boobies" outfit standing on two professional ball players who were eating the boxwood into a perfect oval, while five more chewed her grass with their teeth. Multi-million dollar players chewing grass and bushes like goats. Holy crap!
The ball players were wearing just their cup and supporters and on their hands and knees chewing the grass.
Madonna was standing there leashes in one hand riding crop under one arm and a glass of ice tea in the other, and the ball players chewing away. Her kids, the blood and the adopted, were playing in the yard with their plastic trucks and action figures.
It was like some weird surrealistic nightmare. Like a Rockwell painting strung out on acid and heroin and two days into a paranoid psychotic episode, not that I would know.
I had to stop and say something, but what do you say to a queen? I mean really? It was wrong what she was doing to the neighborhood and the to these warriors of the field.
We made eye contact and she lifted the glass of tea in my direction like a toast. I nodded and slowed. Shit I have to stop and say something I am the president after all and she saw me and knows that I saw her.
I stop and I get out. Madonna halts the two ball players she is riding and steps down.
What can I do for you father?
I am not a father, that is Catholic just call me pastor or reverend please.
Ok what can I do for you reverend?
well I do appreciate the fervor in which you take care of your yard and I think that the enthusiasm should be shared by more in the neighborhood, but I think the jock strapped ball players is a bit over the top.
Yeah come on truly you could have had them wear the respective uniforms.
No, I can't, as the majority league ball club owns everything about baseball and to have them in my yard in their league uniforms would bring the MLBC down on the neighborhood faster than a costume change. And besides I think the look good this way. I mean after millions of years women have been objectified and demoralized and pornified. It is only fitting that men get their fair share of being treated like an object or as utensils.
I am not going to get into a girly rights issue with you Madonna. Just put some clothes on your grass munchers and think about the neighborhood instead of yourself. We are a community and in a community we have to act in the best interest of all instead of just the one. You know that Rob Zombie has bought a house and I think they he may have chosen not to if he had witnessed this spectacle.
Yes you are right pastor. Boys up. Up!
And the ball players snapped up into a formal line. She grabbed the riding crop and pointed to the house and the men turned but waited. She sighed and her shoulders slumped a bit and she swatted the lead ball player on the ass with the crop and he hopped into the house and so it went for the remaining six players a swat on the ass and they trotted into the house.
It was time to do the back yard anyways. And I know that there is nothing you can do about the backyard.
Yes you are right about that for now. But once I get the lesbian parties at Brit and Pink’s house taken care of the HOA will be in a better position to protect the neighborhood.
I hope not, I really enjoy bunko on Fridays.
Yes I know, I see you, and I hear you over there now and again.
And we see your eye at the knot hole.
I have to witness to testify and report.
Yes, yes I know.
Well I have to go to the store. Do you need anything Madonna?
Yes can you get me two dozen sticks of butter and some dish gloves?
Sure anything else?
Maybe pick me up some Luzianne tea also.
No problem, see you on the way back.
Yeah ok. Hey kids lets go into the house it is time for mommy to work on the back yard.
I went to the store.
You know she is not all that bad, I wish more of the neighbors were like her.

Letters to the church from the lord #7

Letters to the church from the lord #7
To the Church in Laodicea
By Rev. J. Sleestaxx

Gen 31:29
I have the power to do you harm, but the God of your father told me last night, ‘be careful that you neither bless nor curse these people.’

The lord becomes very upset with us in the future.
I never want to see us receive a letter like this,

To the Church in Laodicea

Rev 3:14 “To the angel of the church in Laodicea write the following:
“This is the solemn pronouncement of the Amen, the faithful and true witness, the originator of God’s creation:
Rev 3:15 ‘I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either cold or hot!
Rev 3:16 So because you are lukewarm, and neither hot nor cold, I am going to vomit you out of my mouth!
Rev 3:17 Because you say, “I am rich and have acquired great wealth, and need nothing,” but do not realize that you are wretched, pitiful, poor, blind, and naked,
Rev 3:18 take my advice and buy gold from me refined by fire so you can become rich! Buy from me white clothing so you can be clothed and your shameful nakedness will not be exposed, and buy eye salve to put on your eyes so you can see!
Rev 3:19 All those I love, I rebuke and discipline. So be earnest and repent!
Rev 3:20 Listen! I am standing at the door and knocking! If anyone hears my voice and opens the door I will come into his home and share a meal with him, and he with me.
Rev 3:21 I will grant the one who conquers permission to sit with me on my throne, just as I too conquered and sat down with my Father on his throne.
Rev 3:22 The one who has an ear had better hear what the Spirit says to the churches.’”

What is being said here is that indifference makes the lord sick. Neither hot nor cold, could not care one way or the other is the same as not caring at all. No the lord wants us to be passionate. The lord wants us to care. He does not tell us what to care about he just wants us to care.
You must go into the world with the intentions to change the things that need to be changed. To change the things that can be changed. Push the boundaries tear the envelope. But make a difference not an indifference.

Psa 55:19
God, the one who has reigned as king from long ago, will hear and humiliate them. They refuse to change, and do not fear God.

Rom 8:21
that the creation itself will also be set free from the bondage of decay into the glorious freedom of God’s children.

Jer 5:3
Lord, I know you look for faithfulness. But even when you punish these people, they feel no remorse. Even when you nearly destroy them, they refuse to be corrected. They have become as hardheaded as a rock. They refuse to change their ways.

Do not be someone’s bitch. Do not be someone’s hey boy because you need the cash and it all pays the same. blah blah blah No strike out in the world looking for a place to burn your mark. Look for an opportunity to kick the world in the nuts. And yell into the ear of society [Yelling] "wake the fuck up bitch I am here and I am going to make some goddamn changes!"

Exo 5:13
The slave masters were pressuring them, saying, “Complete your work for each day, just like when there was straw!”

Lev 25:39
“‘If your brother becomes impoverished with regard to you so that he sells himself to you, you must not subject him to slave service.

Move the furniture around make the world yours. Own it! Work it as if you are a potter, or a blacksmith. Do not pick it up off the shelf and say ‘eeh I can live with this like it is.’
That is fucking crap! That is not what the lord god is saying here. [In sissy voice] Oh I do not like change. What if I make the wrong change.
There is no wrong change! There is only change. Wrong change is the change that does not happen, because you are a pussy! Do not fight change, fight for change.

Dan 2:9
If you don’t inform me of the dream, there is only one thing that is going to happen to you. For you have agreed among yourselves to report to me something false and deceitful until such time as things might change. So tell me the dream, and I will have confidence that you can disclose its interpretation.”

Look at the corporate machine that is fueling our economy. They made change, they said tune in, turn on, drop out, or some such shit like that. They fucking made some serious change.
Now what do we have for their change. Gay marriages, rampant drug use, and women in the work place. There is more there but you get the picture. All are changes that can be acted upon. All are even more opportunities to make a difference. If you think gay marriages should be legal then change the rest of the states laws. If you think women should be in the work place then fight for more equality and more opportunity for them to work. If you think drugs should be legalized then fight for the legalization of drugs but damn it fucking do something. the generations before made changes and made mistakes fix the mistakes and make fucking changes.

Jer 15:7
The Lord continued, “In every town in the land I will purge them like straw blown away by the wind. I will destroy my people. I will kill off their children. I will do so because they did not change their behavior.

If you do not change a thing the wrongs never get righted and they become law. Then they become more difficult to change and you will become a stagnate pool of skin, puss, bone and tears. You will sit there in your own excrement and whine that it is not fair and that someone should do something to make it fair.
[Yelling LOUD] fuck fair! [Middle Finger]
And fuck you whiners.
Get up and change something. Start with your diapers and then with your attitude. It is not that attitude that created fire, it is not that attitude that created equal voting rights for the blacks, it is not that attitude the created slush funds and false companies to hide debt and profit loss.
That attitude is what the losers use to hide their inability to find a pair of testicles and back bone.
Fair is what second place says when they should have picked up the pace but decided to let someone else finish the race.
Get out there and fucking kicks this shit into high gear and fucking change some shit. Do not care if the shit is wrong? If it is wrong someone will change behind you. If it is too wrong you will not be able to make the change stick.
But do not get lost on the side of the race distracted by you own reflection; do not get on the rabbit trails that are greed, lust and self pity.
Do not let sloth and envy trip you up!

Act 8:23
For I see that you are bitterly envious and in bondage to sin.”

Kick Satan in the head and tell his pussy legions to get out of your way cause you are about to change some shit!
Tell the whiners that are in the way to get out of the way cause you are about to kick the shit out of boredom and monotony.
The status quoi is burning down mother fucker and there is no amount of water to stop this blaze!
The ho hum drum life that your parents knew is flat lining and you are unplugging the fucking paddles.
Pull the plug on boring and stuff the shit into a body bag cause it is fucking cold and done man.
The everyday same ol’ same ol’ is now at room temp and still getting stiffer by the minute.
Write on the toe tag deceased, cause of death boredom! Toss a couple of coins for the ferry man and torch the bitch. Let it burn down and let the fucking wind carry the ashes away.

Heb 3:13
But exhort one another each day, as long as it is called “Today,” that none of you may become hardened by sin’s deception.

Drink in the waters of power and courage, be gluttonous at the fountain of youth, and eat your enemies for they will give you power.
Kick the shit out of the old world. It is done it is wrong and it is going to hell.

Deu 4:34
Or has God ever before tried to deliver a nation from the middle of another nation, accompanied by judgments, signs, wonders, war, strength, power, and other very terrifying things like the Lord your God did for you in Egypt before your very eyes?

The old world is lead by old fucking people that have forgotten about their jobs, they have forgotten about the changes they were suppose to make, they are old and they are on the way out, kick them out the door and beat their changes to the ground. They are too fucking old to go back now. They have too much to lose. They are too fat on their greed and their false power. They have sucked the life out of too many and are now just feeding on them selves. They would eat their mother if she was still alive but alas she died when they killed retirement funds.

Tit 1:12
A certain one of them, in fact, one of their own prophets, said, “Cretans are always liars, evil beasts, lazy gluttons.”

Hos 10:13
But you have plowed wickedness; you have reaped injustice; you have eaten the fruit of deception. Because you have depended on your chariots; you have relied on your many warriors.

Fuck them and fuck their future.
Your future is where it is at your future is what fucking matters now and you had better start on it right away or someone will change you out of the world and you will be left holding the dirty shitty diaper that was your father's world.

Deu 5:15
Recall that you were slaves in the land of Egypt and that the Lord your God brought you out of there by strength and power. That is why the Lord your God has commanded you to observe the Sabbath day.
And with every kind of evil directed against those who are perishing, because they found no place in their hearts for the truth so as to be saved. The evil doers of the world before you are condemned to hell for all eternity.
Do not burn with them, throw them into the pit and stomp on their fingers to make them fall
[Yell to the sky] because your time is now! [Bang on podium]
Your sun is rising and theirs is setting and they now have to face atonement for their evil deeds.
Fuck them [bang on podium]
The bastards[bang on podium]

The teen center and boxing ring are near completion and the contractor apologizes every other day when I go out to talk to him. Apparently the Knights of Acrimony have been talking to him and showing him pictures of the his kids at school. And one picture of him sleeping next to his wife really motivated him into finishing the job. Who knew he was so vain? Go figure.
Coffee and donuts are not being offered today because some nit wit forgot co-ordinate the offering of morning sugar and caffeine.
Go in peace and do not kill anybody in the parking lot.

To wage war or not to wage war.

To wage war or not to wage war.
By Rev John Sleestaxx

They have attacked me; they have created great strife and undue grief. Even now as I type this they are plotting to weave some travesty of justice against me, some terrible awful event that will throw my world into a spiral.
I know how they work, their secret meetings and their special language. The fucking rotten bastards.
I know that they mean to do me great harm, of that I am certain. I know this because I hear them whispering as I turn the corner and their fleeting foot steps as they run away, the cowards.
Stop and fight me face to face like men, like real men. You all fight like thieves by mis-direction and stealth. You have no honor, no ethics, no real substance.
You sirs are cheats. That is right; I said you are all cheats!
Heathens and malcontents, demons from hell have better manners than you. I know, I have met many a demon and they have the uprighted-ness to at least greet you before they try to steal your soul. But not you, you fucking cheats! You all lie, cheat, and steal. You all sucker punch and run.
Stand up! Do your best but at least be seen before you bring down upon me the wrath and anguish of your focused hate. This hate that so consumes you to the point that you have given up being right and resorted to being a CHEAT!
Bring it! Bring it down here bitches because you know what? I am going to wage war! I am going to bring upon you my focused hate AND rage.
I am going to do upon you AND yours, 100 fold of the tragic, horrible, misery that you have befell (yeah it is a word fucker!) upon me.
I will tear into you like a ravenous dog, a virus that feeds on your heart and your brain. I will eat you! Yes! I WILL EAT YOU MUTHER FUCKER! And I will spit you upon the ground into the dust and I will trample you and all of your family into the clay earth and I will work such violence and pain that you will relish the warm earth into which I will put you.
I will then dance and be jubilant on your corpse. I will celebrate the loss of you while there is no-one to mourn your absence. You will not be, there will be no you. The only one to speak of your existence from then on will be me and it will not be fond words, it will not be with reverence, it will not be with thoughtful silence. The mention of you will be like a curse or a foul word. I will spit your name like one person spits something bitter or sour or spoiled.
But I will only do this once a decade. I will not let you have any more than that. You filthy, lying, dirty whore, of a cheat. You disgust me with your lame attempts to befuddle me and yoke me.
I know that you think you are all clever and you have all the secrets. But you have chosen the wrong fucker to mess with. I am not old, and I am not young, nor am I weak or slow. You can not beat me because I am not those things at all. I am mean, I am determined, I am fast, and I am strong! You chose the wrong one dipshits. And now it is I who will may you cry, and whimper like the weak simpering little cheats that you are.
I am going to beat you down and I am going to do it laughing at you and your weakness.
That is right fuck-wad I am going to beat your ass and I am going to laugh at you too!
Yeah, I will, because that is the mean-ass-muther-fucker I am. I will destroy you, I will rent, and tear and pull and rip you apart and I will enjoy it. There will be no remorse for the animal way you were bested and beaten. I will have no sadness for the savagery I displayed or the pathetic way you whimpered and cried, I will not feel any empathy for the humiliated way you went down.
You want war? Then you got war bitches! I am so going to be up in your house and I am so going to beat you down.
Fuck yeah! Fucker you are going down!

Wars are messy

Wars are messy
Rev. John Sleestaxx

It had been a long time coming. The wars were taking their toll on the civilians. Many had given up on a belief that they would have a quiet life. And I do not blame them.
I mean when you have been subjected to nightly shelling from outer space for nearly 5 decades you kind of forget how things were before the war.
You forget what it was like to go to a movie with a date and not worry about the roof caving in or the siren blaring just as the best part of the movie was unfolding.
You definitely forget about how it was back in the day when you could go to the park with your date and lay in the grass and cuddle and whisper sweet things to each other. But now the shelling has made dating a life threatening proposition.
What respectable girl is going to go on a date if her life is in jeopardy? No it was date the skanks, the skezzers, the hungry, the orphans or the thrill seekers.
The good girls, the kind you want to marry, they stay in the bunkers at night and when the need to have a baby is upon them, they either marry into a harem or they buy DNA from the many government run clinics.
That is why joining the service was so appealing. In the service you are given 3 passes a week to access the government brothels, filled with girls cloned from the best sex stock, girls created to please and not breed. We all know that our DNA material is salvaged tested and used to strengthen our population. And build up our forces to battle the evil dark menace that attacks us every night.
No one knows for sure why they attack at night. Or what we did to make them so mad.
We are told that the government has the smartest minds working on the space travel problem and once we can transverse the distance to our attackers we will be victorious.
Until then we just have to be diligent and persevere.
What I needed was a target, something to focus on something for me to aim at. I was tired of practice, tired of shooting into that damn pile of dirt, "We do not know what the enemy looks like, and we do not even know if the enemy has a head. So you will fire at anything we put up in front of you." It seems like piles of dirt are pretty cheap.
One day Crazy, his name is Craig but we call him Crazy, one day Crazy decides to make fun of me in front of the brothel girls. He tells them that I talk in my sleep and that I get a boner while I sleep. Then he tells them I touch my boner in my sleep. The girls all laugh and ask if my sleeping boner is like the one I bring to them. We all laugh at this.
So today we are again shooting at the pile of dirt and I turn to Crazy and I tell him he embarrassed me last night.
He laughs.
I shoot him and my sergeant and the rest of my platoon.
Yep it is messier to shoot a person than a dirt pile.

My books make great Christmas presents

In my neighborhood #20

I have to post 20 before 21.

In my neighborhood #20
By Rev. J. Sleestaxx

Dear HOA Management Company,
I was on my way to work this morn and as I passed the corner lot at the entrance I see Sid and Nancy passed out on the lawn AGAIN.
Now this has to be the 17th time I have found these two face down on a Monday morning in the grass.
I know I have been by on numerous occasions while on neighborhood patrol and they have been in full blown fist fight mode over McDonald cheese burgers, Starbuck ice coffee drinks, and other really stupid stupid things.
I want you to do the job that was contracted to you and that is to write a letter demanding that they begin to act more human and less animal. That they think about their actions and remind them that the value they set for their house, they also set for the rest of their neighbors.
Heaven forbid I decide to sell and have a potential buyer drive by see these two rutting in the front yard like some animals in heat or passed out in the sun like homeless bums.
This shit has to stop. You have to finally address this eyesore. I commend the HOA in their enforcing of the "No Lawn Art restriction". I applaud the restriction you have imposed on the Poison house. They were really going to burn down the whole neighborhood with the smoke and flash pots.
The Lesbian orgies behind my house are still going on but I know that there is only so much you can do. But this drug induced comas in the front yard are avoidable. they are in the front yard after all for god and everyone to see.
There is a bus stop right in front of their house. What if Sid ties one on and passes out with his pants down during the regular school season? I strenuously impress upon you the urgency at which this must be addressed.
If this is allowed to continue much longer they maybe able to pull the precedent and rock star card out in a court battle and then we are all fucked!
Get it right! Get it done and get it out NOW!

HOA president
Rev. John Sleestaxx

What is a real man?

What is a real man?
By Rev. John Sleestaxx

I have a twitter account I follow many people and many follow me. I follow an account that claims to be writing an auto-bio and he posted a question what is the definition of a “real man”. And I got to thinking.
The dictionary does not define real man but it does say that a man is.
The bible does not define a real man but does speak of the rules of manhood.
How do we know what a real man is?
“Dope” an industrial metal band has many songs that speaks to me Slipping away is one in particular the lyrics that start out

“I'm trying hard to understand
I'm trying hard to do the things it takes to be a man
Life's slipping away from me
It's not the way I thought it'd be”
Dope 2007

Today I think the fine art of being a man or shall we say the great industry to be a man has been outsourced to week kneed, milk sop bastards. We have decided that MTV can raise our kids, that video games and the like can raise our kids. Now wait! I am not blaming video games or Television on anything they onus falls on the parents to instill a foundation of proper values and human ethics. If this is done right there is nothing wrong with video games and television and internet. Everyone is properly armed to make the right and ethical decisions based on the information that is at hand.
But the captains of industry and the pirates of the economy have created a terrible climate that causes many men to be busy and the education of a real man is lost in a sea of excess and debauchery. MTV tells everyone to run around and stick your dick in anything ANYTHING that feels right and to not worry about the consequences this is defiantly an attack on the proper teaching of manhood.

Ecc 11:9
Rejoice, young man, while you are young, and let your heart cheer you in the days of your youth. Follow the impulses of your heart and the desires of your eyes, but know that God will judge your motives and actions.

This causes a GIGO (garbage in garbage out) syndrome. Early dad hood to a dad who does not know how to be a man creates a climate of the blind leading the blind and well shit there goes the whole industry of being a man.
Dad can be too fucked up in the head too damaged from the improper teachings to know what it takes to be a man. To them just having a penis is being a man and that is not right at all to be a man is too do the right thing for the community, for your family, for the church, and for the rest of the world. But if the system gets broken like it has then you get sinners raising sinners, raising zealots, and uneducated penis wielding morons running around creating more morons and fucking up the world even more.
This has to stop!
[Pound on the podium]
Be a man. Show what working hard will get you.
[Pound on the podium]
Be a man show what doing the right thing does for everyone concerned
[Pound on the podium]
Dads get your shit together and think about your legacy think about what you are giving to the world to run the world after you have stepped down.

Gen 49:3
Reuben, you are my firstborn, my might and the beginning of my strength, outstanding in dignity, outstanding in power.

[Yelling and pounding on the podium]
Is this what you want?
[Yelling and pounding on the podium]
This is the definition of a man?
[Yelling and pounding on the podium]
Is this the right thing?
I say no and I say know the right thing it is in your heart no matter what you have been taught by MTV and the internet and video games. That is why you clean your browser cache or all the porn stops you made.

(0.35) Isa 57:8
Behind the door and doorpost you put your symbols. Indeed, you depart from me and go up and invite them into bed with you. You purchase favors from them, you love their bed, and gaze longingly on their genitals

You know what is right because you look over your shoulder when you think about stealing that candy bar at the self check out. I know you; I can always tell when one of you is thinking wrong thoughts. I can smell the thief from a mile away. The stink of fear and guilt is powerful stuff. You would not have that smell if you did not know the right things. Listen to your heart if god is in your heart it will never ever lie to you.
Today was brought to you by The Knights of Acrimony they assist in the counseling of young men who have become fathers but did not realize they have responsibilities other than to say "of course I will still love you".
Some times these stubborn young men need some persuasion to step up to the plate. But once the Knights of Acrimony talk with them they usually realize the errors of there ways.

Eph 4:13
Until we all attain to the unity of the faith and of the knowledge of the Son of God – a mature person, attaining to the measure of Christ’s full stature.

So stop and talk to them. If you have a daughter, get their e-mail.
In that vein of thinking I need to bring to light that he local homeless shelter is asking for assistance for extra blankets and jackets. Please do not give them anything. I have started a program here at The First Execration Church of Odium Anathema.
If you feel, you need to help those that chose to be blight and a resource hog on our society then bring your happy ass down to the church on Saturday night. On Saturday nights we are going to go out and pick up as many homeless people as we can fit into the commuter vans and drive them to the next city to be a burden on them and their resources.
You can see to it that our city prospers and the politician’s will have to refund many of the surplus dollars that did not get spent on homeless programs like the homeless shelter.
The raise a roof for the unwed mothers program is a success we have re-shingled five roofs in the last 4 months.
I would like to thank all of you who did not honk last Sunday. You all are the perfection of a church going member of society. And to those of you who still did not get the message and I was able to catch I am sure bruises and lacerations of your education will heel soon enough.
It won’t hurt for ever.

To the Church in Thyatira

Letters to the church from the lord #4
To the Church in Thyatira
By Rev. J. Sleestaxx

2:18 “To the angel of the church in Thyatira write the following:

“This is the solemn pronouncement of the Son of God, the one who has eyes like a fiery flame and whose feet are like polished bronze:
Rev 2:19 ‘I know your deeds: your love, faith, service, and steadfast endurance. In fact, your more recent deeds are greater than your earlier ones.
Rev 2:20 But I have this against you: You tolerate that woman Jezebel, who calls herself a prophetess, and by her teaching deceives my servants to commit sexual immorality and to eat food sacrificed to idols. Rev 2:21 I have given her time to repent, but she is not willing to repent of her sexual immorality. Rev 2:22 Look! I am throwing her onto a bed of violent illness, and those who commit adultery with her into terrible suffering, unless they repent of her deeds. Rev 2:23 Furthermore, I will strike her followers with a deadly disease, and then all the churches will know that I am the one who searches minds and hearts. I will repay each one of you what your deeds deserve. Rev 2:24 But to the rest of you in Thyatira, all who do not hold to this teaching (who have not learned the so-called “deep secrets of Satan”), to you I say: I do not put any additional burden on you. Rev 2:25 However, hold on to what you have until I come. Rev 2:26 And to the one who conquers and who continues in my deeds until the end, I will give him authority over the nations – Rev 2:27 he will rule them with an iron rod and like clay jars he will break them to pieces, Rev 2:28 just as I have received the right to rule from my Father – and I will give him the morning star. Rev 2:29 The one who has an ear had better hear what the Spirit says to the churches.’

Fiery flame for eyes and bronze feet. The lord is saying that he is the strong one and he sees all. He seeing into the hearts of all men and knows what evil lurks in the soul of everyone of god's children. That is why god created jesus and sent him. god was tired of looking into our hearts and minds and seeing the evil and sickness that is ourselves.
We are an evil, evil twisted race. we deserve every beating that god gives us. If you are looking at me right know and you are thinking "no that is not true! I do not have evil thoughts" Then you are lying to yourself and to god. But god knows the truth. he sees into your weak pitiful little pea fucking brain and knows that you think about ramming your car into that fucker that cut you off on the way to work.

Isa 47:10
You were complacent in your evil deeds; you thought, ‘No one sees me.’ Your self-professed wisdom and knowledge lead you astray, when you say, ‘I am unique! No one can compare to me!’

and you thought about what it would be like to bash the head in of that old lady that cut in your line at the grocery store and then pretended to be sorry and you let her stay because she was old and you hoped that when you are old like her that someone will be nice to you. But on the inside you thought about the crow bar you have in the trunk and you thought about "How blood can there be in the brain really?"

Job 40:12
Look at every proud man and abase him; crush the wicked on the spot!

Isa 53:10
Though the Lord desired to crush him and make him ill, once restitution is made, he will see descendants and enjoy long life, and the Lord’s purpose will be accomplished through him.

"I know the movies make it seem like a lot of blood, but really would there be a big mess or a little mess?" "would the skull just crush and the skin not break or would the head open up like a melon?" would the sound of the skull sound like a bundle sticks broken on the knee or would it sound more wet and splintery"
The church tolerated sexual immorality and the eating of food sacrificed to idols. We all want to live selfishly and we all want to just do what ever feels good and take care of our own pleasure needs. This evident in the way corporate America is run and the way the government controls the economy. But in the end is this the way god intended us to behave?

[Bang On the podium] NO!
[Bang On the podium] HELL NO!

Rom 13:13
Let us live decently as in the daytime, not in carousing and drunkenness, not in sexual immorality and sensuality, not in discord and jealousy.

Mat 15:19
For out of the heart come evil ideas, murder, adultery, sexual immorality, theft, false testimony, slander.

Num 25:1
When Israel lived in Shittim, the people began to commit sexual immorality with the daughters of Moab.

He wanted us to behave with dignity and respect. He wanted us to go forth and prosper. He wanted us to care for our fellow man. But instead we fuck our neighbor. we screw our employees and we just down right commit terrible terrible twisted sins of unimaginable scale against the planet and then we think we can say we are sorry and the gates will open and god will say "eh he said he was sorry"

[Bang On the podium] NO!
[Bang On the podium] HELL NO!

Right! The lord is saying he sees when you are sorry and he can tell when you are lying. He is not going to tolerate this crap any fucking longer.

[Bang On the podium]

You "captains of industry" had better get you houses in order because the day of reckoning is coming and god is fucking pissed. He is pissed at how you all fuck the little guy and how you rape the market and run around like selfish little kids.
You all better get your fucking houses in order because the good lord is coming to pay you all back for your perverted sick pleasure sins that you all have perpetrated on the rest of us and he is going to dish it out like no other punishment on this god forsaken piece of fucking dirt has ever been mended out.

2Th 1:9
They will undergo the penalty of eternal destruction, away from the presence of the Lord and from the glory of his strength,

Rom 1:27
and likewise the men also abandoned natural relations with women and were inflamed in their passions for one another. Men committed shameless acts with men and received in themselves the due penalty for their error.

You are all going to feel the wrath of god for the sins you have committed and you all are going to cry and say girly things like “I did not know, I did not mean it, it is not my fault,” and the best “everybody else was doing it too.”
But you know what?? Everyone else will be burn in hell too. And no this is not the hell mark twain comments about this is the fiery pits and the demons eating your soul over and over again.

Jer 50:15
Shout the battle cry from all around the city. She will throw up her hands in surrender. Her towers will fall. Her walls will be torn down. Because I, the Lord, am wreaking revenge, take out your vengeance on her! Do to her as she has done!

This is the same hell that criminals will be sent to and the same hell rapists will be sent to because you are no different in the eyes of god. You are just the same twisted tragic lost fucking soul as the murders and child predators.
Yes god in heaven will weep for the loss of your soul but the tears will not be enough to extinguish the flames that will roast and toast your pansy ass feet and blister your scalp. You fucktards!
You all fucken piss me off more that I can ever portray in this sermon.
Bring it bitch! I will thump you the word of god until the words "holy bible" are tattooed into your forehead.
You fuckers make me sick!
I would like everyone to stand and welcome the guests we have here today.
Today the cardinal and arch bishop of the Cheyenne catholic diocese stopped by as well as the minister from the second Baptist church of Buzzard Breath. Apparently some of the ministering I have been doing has been carried to other denominations and they came by to see how my style is compared to theirs.
They asked me to come by their churches in the next couple of weeks and after my sermon I will see if they still would like me to come by.
There is good news coming from the boy’s camp. It seems that the friendly competition between the girls and the boys have taken some what of a soap opera type turn. The boys are crying foul and saying that the girls are using steroids.
The girls insist they are not but after the tests comeback we will decide the punishment for the camp that is wrong.
And trust this old reverend, the punishment will make the one crying foul or the one cheating wishing they had been gathered up by the rapture the day before.
Please stop ion the foyer to partake of the cookies and coffee. Please stop and talk to our guests and make them feel welcome.
The choir is in need of a throaty raspy bass to complete the album, “The lord loves death metal too”. The last singer has developed a bad case of laryngitis and the album is about complete.
DO NOT HONK TODAY. I want to make sure that our first impression on our guests is a good one!

Go in peace and have a nice day!


Originally uploaded by cwtstraydog
I have been in a fairly private window cube for about 13 years. one day some boob thought hey lets move the great reverend into a more open space enviroment and stake his window away AND give him less space.
 So i had to move into an area with 80 sinners and mouth breathers. i am contastantly barraged with germs and viruses and loud fuckers looking into my cube.
 I had to throw so much shit away it made me nearly cry.
 It has been a week and i am moved in and i feel nearly at home. the plant was a joke but i think it added the right warmth to a very anti-septic looking enviroment.
 these new cubes were very institutionalized and very cookie cutter like. but mine is like home away from home. 

My New Home

I have been in a fairly private window cube for about 13 years.
one day some boob thought hey lets move the great reverend into a more open space enviroment and stake his window away AND give him less space.

So i had to move into an area with 80 sinners and mouth breathers. i am contastantly barraged with germs and viruses and loud fuckers looking into my cube.

I had to throw so much shit away it made me nearly cry.

It has been a week and i am moved in and i feel nearly at home. the plant was a joke but i think it added the right warmth to a very anti-septic looking enviroment.

these new cubes were very instituttionalized and very cookie cutter like. but mine is like home away from home.

Gog and Magog

Gog and Magog
By Rev. John Sleestaxx

The lord looked down from the heavens and saw the Wal-Mart’s, the baseball parents, the evil corporate leaders and the two faced banking pirates, economic raiders, and insurance privateers. And he wept from the sorrow that was more than the heavens could bear.
And then god looked down upon the world he witness such great greed that he shed a tear for the captains of industry and the heads of corporations. He saw the leaders of banks and economies and an emotion of anger came upon him so strong that he became enraged.
So the sadness over flowed into the Great Reverend Sleestaxx and that much sadness burned his soul and made him mad with anger and rage.
The great reverend began to sermonize and preach about the anger and rage that lived in his soul.
But was not enough for the lord he was too angry, he was too hurt, he was just plain pissed off.
He witnessed great leaders of multitudes of Huumans rubbing themselves on everything they came across and the rubbing created such a strong lustful passion that the great leaders smelled the musty lust of one another and they too became enflamed and they too began to rub and grind on one another. And the children witnessed the sex and began mating with Huumans and animals and members of the same sex. The fornication enraged the lord and he struck down upon the fornicators and sinners with great malice and might. Like a column of fire from the sky the lord destroyed the cities and churches and places of sex worship. God became disgusted and disappointed with us. God gave up on us.
God turned his back on us and let us fall victim to Gog and Magog.
The ailing and crying and the blasphemous prayers is what woke the great lords Gog and Magog. These two vile lords were nothing more than glorified demons that did the dirty evil work that god and Jesus can not do.
They are thing one and thing two for the heavens.
Gog and Magog winked against the mortal sunlight. On the winds they smelled prospering mortals and the riches of many kings.
But it was the smell of decadence and evil debauchery that warmed their skin from the millions or years of sleep. They looked to the west and saw the gleaming multitudes of rich kings and wasted opportunities. They could see the on the horizon the resources squandered and they could taste the sweet candy of oppression.
Gog said to Magog “Well I guess the lord is tired of these mortals. Oh great lord what is it you wants us to do to the mortals?
And the lord spoke "these mortal Huumans have bored me to no end it is time to reformat and reinstall once again.
Yes I too can smell the wasted lives and the down trodden of the masses. Do you wish to devour them like so many millennia ago?
No lets us make them pay for their greed and corruption. I want you to eat their last remaining resources. Let us force noting upon them.
Let us make them see what their greed has wrought.
Yes oh great lord.
And so Gog and Magog set upon the human race with a thirst and hunger never witnessed by mortal man yet.
Gog went to the east and Magog went to the west. They devoured everything in sight but leaving the mortals untouched. Like a thief in the night Gog and Magog began to devour everything the Huumans created and everything the Huumans needed. They devoured the luxuries and the needs. They ate the porn and they drank the seas, fishes and all.
Gog and Magog swooped down for the hills and ravaged the remains of the human race like scavengers or wild dogs.
Gog and Magog crunched the bones of men and children alike. They feasted on the innards and entrails. Gog and Magog raped the women and then ate the unborn children they created. Gog and Magog feasted and destroyed much of the lands of the Huumans. They caused much fear across the face of the earth. And soon the remaining Huumans began to leave sacrifices and offerings at the gates of the cites in hopes that Gog and Magog would pass them by and spare them. Soon there became men that claimed that they could talk to Gog and Magog and they demanded the men and women to pay tribute to them so that they could administer the sacrifices and offerings in a way that would please the great gods Gog and Magog.
And so soon Gog and Magog became figures for the Huumans to respect worship and fear. Gog and Magog began to spare certain cities and Gog and Magog began to think they were gods. They began to believe the Huumans and their propaganda.
They began to demand that great temples and edifices be erected in their likenesses. They began to devour only the ones that would defy them. They began to describe themselves to each other as gods as immortals as beings of worship and power.
One day Gog decided that Magog was less a god than him and he demanded that Magog supplicant submit and prostrate himself to Gog.
Magog also felt at the same time that he was the more powerful of the two and thought Gog spoke heresy. And the two began to fight then the fight turned to war. Divisions between the Huumans began. One group in the east began to worship just Gog and villainies Magog.
And the same happened in the west with Magog.
So now the Huumans had new gods and Satans and a new reason to war. And Gog and Magog were too distracted to continue their mission from god to devourer the human race.
The new religions and wars gave new purpose to the Huumans and they stopped their decadent behavior and began to focus on quality of life and creating a word that pleased Gog in the east and Magog in the west.
God looked down because the quiet nature of the earth captured his attention. God looked down from the heavens and saw that the Huumans had forgotten him and worshipped Gog and Magog. He was angry, and when he realized that Gog and Magog thought they were gods he became enraged again.
Damn you Huumans and your detractor ways. Damn you Huumans and your sinning and your corrupting forked tongues. You have not only turned your back on me but you now worship the very things that I sent down upon you in the first place.
Then a voice rose up to the heavens; “do not forsake us lord for we are but children who are spoiled and mischievous.” We know you when you speak to us but when you are away we are distracted and disjointed. We let our genitals lead us and our hearts can not love when our genitals are engorged so.
Please take Gog and Magog away and spare us like you have in the past.
Yes oh lord, listen to your humble servant when I tell you that we do love you we are just stupid animals who forget from where we came.
Oh Great Reverend Sleestaxx I know you are truly talking for everyone but I tire of the Huumans and their fickle ways.
No lord gives us another chance.
Oh alright but this is the last chance.
The world owes you a great many thanks John Sleestaxx a great many thanks.
You all hear that? I want the sacrifices over here and the tributes over there and all statues in my honor to resemble me in my younger years.

In my neighborhood #19

In my neighborhood #19
By Rev. J. Sleestaxx

John Lydon came over today.
He wanted to barrow a stick of butter.
I explained that I did not have butter or margarine as it was a condition of my release.
He laughed and began to pretend that he understood. I knew he was lying because I was. I work hard for my money and the staples that I spend my money on and here is a rock god a shaker of the music universe wanting to "barrow" stick of fucking butter. Fuck him and his everyone is a bunch of wankers attitude
No John I do not have any butter or margarine.
Well how about some brown sugar. John really I do not have time for your free loading today.
What me free load? Never!
most of you fucking artist types are free loaders. You take from the base for something the base could have made for themselves if they had wanted and you all act like you are kings of the planet.
no that is not the case really. I really enjoy making music and providing entertainment to so many.
What you let me have I will replace tomorrow when I see Malcolm. Malcolm is to bring me some royalties tomorrow.
You still talk to Malcolm. I thought you all were not talking and hated each others guts. You tell everyone he took everything from you all and exploited you young performers and treated you all like slaves.
Yeah we really never hated each other it was all part of the great punk rock opera. Old man creates artist, old man acts like a god, god's creations destroy god, and creations now wander aimlessly through the cosmos trying to identify themselves to something. It really is sad but it is the way of life from the beginning of time. Think back....
We are lost; we create a god, now we have a starting point, something that marks our passage through space and time. Then we start to destroy god. First his son, but see there are still too many that like god so they make god forgive us. Then we wander through time killing and destroying one another in the name of the popular religion at the time.
Then we develop science instead of magic and we cut god down to a omnipotent being that created us and wandered away. Our science gets stronger and stronger and we start to think we do not need a god after all. But the insecure still do so they throw up a war or two in the name of creation but the science is strong and that gets squashed. Now science is so prevalent that everyone can warp their heads around it.
God must be destroyed if the human race is to flourish and grow and conquer new worlds and races. So now science creates life. Once science creates life it proves that god did not do it, it just happened it was fluke. A mistake of chance and statistical opportunity; lightning struck the ocean when the right proteins were in the right proximity of each other and zap life. No god, no 6 day work week of creation.
We build gods; every organized group of humans does it because they need a starting point in which to point themselves.
So we all sat down one day at a coffee house and thought about this. The English needed to recapture the music market again so we made punk rock. We made Malcolm our god and father then we "killed" him. We started an entire industry of clothes and attitude and accessories and now we are riding the cash cow to retirement. The grand social experiment near complete.
I looked at John as serious as I could and said "Then get on your cash cow and shit yourself some brown sugar." Do not come to my house and tell me how you single handedly created punk rock to prove a social experiment in the creation of god and mankind. What a load of fucking crap. No you know what, you go next door and tell Henry that shit and barrow his fancy non-exploited good for and from the environment butter and sugar and everything else but get the fuck off my property before I eat your fucking brain and fart your fucking soul out.

Tragic circumstances and tennis shoes #2

Tragic circumstances and tennis shoes #2
By Rev. John Sleestaxx

The spider lord made them promise to be faithful and they did.
He said "it is with great joy and pride that I proclaim you two to be man and wife"
Yo turned to her husband, he smiled the best smile a mantis demon can muster and she leaned over as if to kiss him. He leaned in and she bit his head off.
Little Yo bit the head off of her husband to both save the world from assured destruction but also to rid herself of the bondage that she had traded herself into.
Little Yo's family farm turned to dust without the protection of the wasp devil. All of the villagers had to move their farms as the valley became a dust bowl.
Yo's family was very displeased with Yo as she was the one that brought great misfortune upon the family. Yo stood as her mother yelled at her about how the selfishness of one girl has brought total destruction to the family farm and the entire village. Yo watched as her mother bent over clutching her chest. Yo offered no assistance as her mother fell face first into the dry dusty soil that was the trail from the valley. Yo's mother died there on the trail that led from the valley.
Yo turned and walked out of the valley and into Shoushien. There she got a day job at Lexiconn city making phones for rich spoiled Americans. You can see her picture now and again on the web. She is the phone girl that is posted now and again found on peoples "new" phones.
At night she performs in the city's karaoke lounges for the rich American business men. Her voice is that of the morning song birds that once inhabited the city before the air quality plummeted and industry rose.
And after the bars have closed and the assisted dating girls have giggled and kissed the men good night Little Yo goes home. And late at night when she is asleep she still dreams of shoes and hears the voices of the immortals in heaven cursing her.

The immortals in heaven watched with no delight and total despair. They had not foreseen this event. They had run many computational models and algorithms based on the data and the past events and projected that the mantis demon would be in human form.
all of the mathematical theories and chalk dust expended to one absolute conclusion and that was that Yo would marry, the mantis demon would be human form, he would put his seed into Yo and she would bear a child that was of course soulless because we all know that a demon mantis can not father a real human baby.
The wasp devil would put his spirit into the baby at the moment the baby drew its first breath.
But the models and the formulas and the forecasting did not show this outcome. There was a model that came close but just showed Yo taking her life when the mantis king had relations with her.
Not a single solitary thread showed her killing the mantis demon.
HMMMM this is quite unfortunate and awfully unusual said the water gods.
Yes said the wind gods in their whispering fragrant tones
The earth mother harrumphed and stomped around and wailed like an old widow, bellowing and flailing about.
These damn humans! She cursed.
Why do they plague us so? Weren’t we the ones that breathed life into their lungs, weren’t we the ones that molded and shaped the earth for their convenience, and wasn't them who first said they did not need us. And then said we did not exist at all?
Damn they damn them all I wish I had dried the pond before they crawled out.
And from the crotch of the great earth mother dropped a creature so vile and hideous that all of the inhabitants of heaven looked away. The creature was round and swollen. Maggots flew from its mouth when it screamed. And urine poured from its eyes as tears. The odor emanating from the fleshy blob was the most offensive thing anyone in heaven or hell had ever had the anathema to witness.
The earth mother in her ponderous fat form thundered about and ignored the screaming hollering beast on the floor in the puddle of some slick bloody goop.
She looked about and saw everyone looking away.
Aw come now you all have got to be kidding me. Truly amazed at the soft sensibilities of her colleges. The screaming of the thing was like a claxon alarm blaring a warning of imminent destruction. The attendees for this heavenly meeting would not look at it or her. They would run out of the room if it could get them away from the monstrosity that lay on the floor wailing. But they knew they could not really get away from this festering vile beast from the womb of the great earth mother. So they just adverted their eyes and attention to the outer walls of heaven.
It is just that I am so mad. And she stomped on the neck of the thing writhing and squirming. There was a sharp snapping sound and the noise stopped. The attendees lifted their shoulders as if weight was removed from their necks.
I drop these all the time you all should be use to it by now. And she kicked the thing like a professional soccer player
No mother we are not use to seeing THOSE said the tree of knowledge.
What are we going to do with the damn humans? Demanded the angels in clouds. We are just about out of options. I mean the models predicted that the humans would destroy themselves but they still plague the mortal plane. We have given them great magic in hopes that the would destroy themselves and they come close but they still survive. We gave them the power of the sun and they built the bomb but they did not kill themselves.
They argue and bicker and fight like children but they never seem to hurt each other.
Sure they have destroyed the gods that made them and they pollute and shit in their own gardens. But they just live on and on. Every computer we have has predicted their demise but they still fucking walk about like they are king shit.
If this keeps up any longer we will not have any power left.
No clouds you are pessimistic we have just not created the proper environment for which the humans will fail. The great green mother besmirched
Then tell us bellowed the oh great mother what is the right environment for the humans that you let infest the mortal world are choking us with smoke and carbon. They poison the water gods with PCBs and acid from the manufacturing of things that are not needed but created with ease of life in mind. The ground your skin you body and soul is covered everyday more and more with concrete and asphalt. The oldest relatives of the tree gods are cut down and cut up. The bird’s lords and animal kings are slowly giving up. Soon mother, soon there will be nothing on the earth in the mortal plane but the damn fucking humans.
We all demand that something be done or we shall hold a caucus and vote to remove you from the chairman/chairwoman position. This is in the heavenly by-laws and we have been very very lenient as to the way that you have handled the human problem. But we stakeholders us need to see some accomplishments, need to see some progress, we want the humans removed.
Now listen listen hear me out. I know that there have been some minor issues and some obstacles in the moving forward plan but I know that these things can be mitigated. Let us stay calm and rational.
OK Mother but understands that we need some satisfaction ASAP. We demand some reconciliation some compensation for the trouble we all have endured. There was a murmur through out the heavens. It appears that everyone wants to be awarded punitive damages some sort of apologetic token.
The great green mother looked down at her hands, she took in deep sigh. It was obvious that she already knew that she had to do this. The resolve was visible and before she even spoke the cost was already registered on her face and body. Ok Ok but damn it this is the last time I let you all pressure me into having sex. I still contend that the last time I had sex with you all is what brought the humans forth in the first place. You all remember that party? Anubis spiked the punch we all had an orgy. Then a millennium later some one noticed the infestation.

Friday is a party.

Friday is a party.

By Rev. John Sleestaxx

Friday is a party. Man you are all pumped the boys are pumped and you are all gonna play some fucking baseball.

For some of you got a buy. That means that you do not have to play Friday night. You do not have to worry if the team is distracted by the day’s lessons at school. You do not have to worry about your starters parents being late because of work. You can have a BBQ and beer in the backyard with the inner circle. You know who this is this is the core teams parents and coaches. These are the ones you started the team with these are the ones you know that when the chips are down they will be there.

For those too late for the buy this is a great time to warm up and see what the other teams are bringing to the table. You have the opportunity to get the jitters out of the boys.

Saturday is a day of many possibilities and fresh starts. Last night was not a big deal if you played well the team was tired from the day of classes and the parents stressed from the rushing to get to the field. If you got a buy then today is a day of wondrous possibilities. No team here has what you have and you are gonna show them all how great this game can be played.

Sunday is seed day. Sunday you have been seeded, you have been ranked and god and the world knows all the errors you made and runs you made. You have fought hard fro this seed and damn it things can happen your way, for once!

“Why do they have the lowest play the highest?” “Where’s the fairness of that?” “Well as long as I save my bestest boy I can win the ship.”

But you are also worried about bridges you burned to get to Sunday. The umpires you talked shit too from your magic bucket. “Man I know that was a strike I could see it from here, what the hell is he looking at?” “These are kids blue they are not major league ball players help me out.” These blind men are the same ones that will be walking on your field any minute. “Do I apologize for calling him terrible?” “Naw, they get that all the time it is part of the job.”

What parent is mad at you, what alliances are being made right now while you are trapped on that field? Are you now out of the inner circle? Is your wife listening to the chatter so you can get the scoop. Why is the dad of your ace player talking to the coach of the other team. The other team you are about to play. The team that has the highest seed. Is he romancing him? Shit you are going to have to win to keep these bastards happy.

Has the power shifted? Are you loosing the parent game while you lose the baseball game. FUCK!

How many new alliances are being created while you try to win a game.

And to make matters worse that mother fucker in gray slacks and blue shirt is just not seeing your vision like he should. Why can’t he not see that out at first, I guess that is what you call a pay back call. Shit that boy is about steal second and third and then on the over throw he will score. FUCK. Why can’t these kids play better? Why can’t they play like you when you were that age?

The sounds of despair, disappointment, depression, and down right anger drift over the fields.

You imagine some poor bastard is having a bad game like you. You wonder that maybe the best players from his team and the best from your team could really make a phenomenal team. Your wife is now standing way down the right field fence near the parking lot. THAT IS NOT GOOD! That means that you made a mistake and the parents are talking shit about you. But it is not your mistake, you did not schedule the umpires you can not get the right umpires.

The wailing and blasphemous curses are sharp and pointed. Are all the umpires blind? Shit.

This is it men, the fate of the free world rests on the shoulders of not men but boys, boys that are playing game of baseball.

The winner of this game is the king of the universe and gets to control the gas prices for the next 7 to 14 days. Now damn it blue get the call right!

Shit 6 minutes left and home is up to bat. And they are taking their time to get to the plate. Those fuckers, they are burning the clock! How bush league! Yeah I would do it too but only when I …. Aww fuck it!
God knows what you are doing when you are alone and he knows he watched you vote too.
All the damned mouth breathing sinners have done pissed me off today!



Falcons @ Raiders to BAR @ SFO to BAR @ DEN

Airline personnel: "Sir have you been drinking?"

The Great Reverend Sleestaxx: "You just watched me walk out of the bar to here. What do you think I was doing?"

Airline personnel: "Sir I think that you may have had too much to drink"

The Great Reverend Sleestaxx: "Why do you say that?

Airline personnel: "well uh you look as though"

The Great Reverend Sleestaxx: "as though I hate to travel?"

Airline personnel: "no you ..."

The Great Reverend Sleestaxx: "listen did you just hear that great sss sound? Just let me on the plane to CYS and I will be a happy man."

Airline personnel: "but you may have had too much to drink."

The Great Reverend Sleestaxx: "Am I loud? Am I rude? Did I stumble out of the bar? How about?? Did I stagger up to the boarding counter? Do I appear to be a threat?"

Airline personnel: I can not let you on the plane if you have had too much to drink.

The Great Reverend Sleestaxx: "What are your qualifications to make that assessment? Are you a doctor? Are you a licensed officer of the law? Have you had too much school? I think you are either green or you decided that you did not like me and you want to harass me. Listen through this entire interaction I have not raised my voice and I have clearly made a logical argument with you. And the fact that you have not called security and you still have not said that I am drunk and I can not fly means you really do not believe yourself. Just let me on the plane so I can sleep and forget how miserably painful humanity is."

DEN to CYS then TAXI @ CYS to HOME. Hello BED

We need to be competitive

We need to be competitive and we need to make some changes
By Rev J. Sleestaxx

This was thought out as a video lampooning some CEO of some company but I was worried my CEO would think I am lampooning him, I wanted to keep my job and because of safety reasons I have to still maintain some anomitity (a couple more deaths to go.) so let us look at this like a cult talking about individual competition.

We need to get more competitive.
So my plan is to stream line our interests so we will lose weight.
We have lost 10% and that is great can you all feel the new found agility. I know that the process to lose weight created some hardship but the reward is a trimmer, fitter ready-for-competition us.
All though we still need to make some changes. We have been developing some relationships with outside people to help us be more competitive. And since our partners can make stuff and we are right handed we will cut off just our left hand. We can make things with just right hand and I know it can be difficult but we need to adapt to be competitive.
We have made it through the change and it has been great. I know I understand and I appreciate the work that is being done. But since we have we cut off the left hand we will now remove the left arm. The arm served its purpose but these are new faster exciting competitive times. But we are now a one handed community.
We can and do build with just one hand but our partners have two and they can build and make more efficiently than us leaving us to be mobile and able to focus more on being competitive. So we will remove our right hand and from past experience we know that the right arm is not used without the right hand so rather than go through the removal of the hand and then the removal of the arm we will leverage from past experience and remove the arm and hand at the same time.
Well done. Well done! We are now able to focus on being competitive and mobile. We can still think and talk, we can interface well AND be mobile.
Ok we have done much to be competitive, but the challenges ahead are great so we have reviewed our plan and found that there are areas that we do not fit. So, for us to fit in more areas, to be more competitive we have decided to cut off the feet. We will still be mobile and since it was decided to do both feet we will get ahead of the curve.
Good, good fantastic numbers and the move to cut off our feet has help us realize an area that has little competition so that means that the removal of our legs will put us in a better position competitively. We can open partnerships that are more competitive in the overly competitive area of mobility. We will still be able to think and communicate therefore we can still compete in other areas with the help of our alliances and partnerships. This may be difficult but I know we have the ability to persevere and overcome.
Fantastic I told you all this was a good decision. We are now in a whole new field and we are very competitive. I think you all know the next logical step.
It makes sense and it will off load the burden of thinking and communicating that we do and put that on to our partners leaving us to focus on our core we will be the only ones so there will be no competition which is the goal of any competition and that is to win.

Tragic circumstances and tennis shoes

Tragic circumstances and tennis shoes
By Rev. John Sleestaxx

Little Yo Yan pat worked in the shadows and light of the little factory. Yo missed her family and wondered why they had sold her to these evil men that make her work long hours.
Her fingers hurt from the needle both from pinching the needle as it pasted through the white leather but also form the many pricks she endured because the light was so poor that early in the morning.
Every day it was the same thing. Rancid rice cakes for breakfast then to work. she was made to sleep and work in the same location so the only time she was able to really move I mean really move was that one time a month when she was allowed to shower and use a proper toilet.
The men would joke about how she smelled bad like rotten leather but they would not let her shower or clean herself properly after relieving herself in the bucket they brought to her twice a day.
They were not allowed to talk to one another. So they spent the days when there was enough light to see past their station just looking at each other and giving each other warning glances when the shop boss was coming down. At night some times the bosses would get to drinking and the girls could talk they would whisper their distress to each other and how they missed their families.
Some thought they were doing their families great honor by working at the factory making the shoes of Americans. That the money they brought to their families was enough to help the farm through the drought that had set upon their village.
Others felt trapped and doomed and they would tell each other that once the debt was paid they would be allowed to leave and join their families again. And they would find themselves strong men to marry and they would bare male children so they would have a strong back to work the farm and not a weak girl that would have to be sold to evil men.
Now and again a girl would try to run away because the factory was too terrible and the bosses too rough.
But the bosses always brought the girls back and the girls would beg for forgiveness and say they would never try to leave before their debt was paid. These girls would talk of the evil that was in the land. Of how men would force them selves into the women and then the men would laugh at the girl’s humiliation.
One girl Sho Yen Phuc said that while she was away she stopped in this village and she worked for food and shelter. And while in the village a car with Americans stopped and the Americans got out and took pictures. She tried to talk to the Americans but they did not understand her and their escort refused to translate. Called her crazy and disturbed told the Americans she was the village retard.
The Americans did not offer any assistance. They just took their pictures and talked of the poverty that had come to this providence and how terrible it was and how they were there to help by providing an industry to which everyone could get jobs and get paid money and bring up the standard of living. But they refused to offer assistance.
They then got in the car and drove off. Soon after though, one the bosses arrived. She said she was hiding in this old woman's house but she saw the old woman talking to the boss and the boss held out some money and the old woman took the money and pointed at the house where Sho was hiding. The boss and a couple of his helpers walked in with out taking off their shoes and grabbed her. They drug her out and they put her in the car. More villagers came out because she was screaming and crying. The boss began handing out money to all the villagers and then the boss and his men got in the car and they drove off. They stopped once to let her relieve herself but they would not let her have privacy and they watched her pee. Then they grabbed her and forced her back into the car and then they..... Sho trailed off into sobs crying into her hands, shoulder heaving and the dirt on her face staining her hands. She was going to have to wash her hands before touching the shoe leather tomorrow morning.
Sho said they told her that her debt was started over because they had to find her. Little Yo laid on her floor thinking, ‘poor Sho she had to start over.’ Little Yo was not going to run away ever. She was not going to start her debt over, ever! Her family’s debt was going to get paid and she was going to leave and never come back. Little Yo began to cry. She cried for Sho and she cried for herself. But mostly she cried for herself.
That night a radioactive praying mantis flitted into her work area and bit her ......................

No no no that was not what happened........
While she laid there crying a mantis demon flitted into her work area. The mantis was looking for a meal but the sobs of little Yo were too grand and too loud. And the quiet wailing caught the attention of the mantis demon.
Why do you cry little Yo?
Wha?? How do you know me?
I know many and I know you. I am Shen Shi the great mantis demon. Why do you cry? You have some to bring you food and a bucket to use as a toilet. Surely a queen needs not to cry.
Oh great Shen Shi, mantis demon I am no queen I am but a lowly farm girl sold into a shoe factory where I make shoes that cost Americans more than my family will ever see in a life time. It is terrible awful work and the needle pricks my fingertips and I bleed.
Oh then why do you stay?
Because my family needed the money and they sold me to these evil men. And she began to cry some more the sadness renewed.
What would I have to do to get you to stop being so sad.
What can you do insect lord? You are so small
Why I told you I am a demon and all demons have great powers. Tell me your wish and I shall grant it to prove I am great!
Oh Great Shen Shi I want to be out of the factory and my family to be rich so they never have to sell me to the factory again.
Then that is what you shall be, but, you must do me a favor too.
What does a mantis demon need from a poor little farm girl.
I want you to be my wife.
Oh great mantis demon why do you want me for a wife?
Because I have been watching you since you arrived and I have fallen in love.
You love me?
Yes I want to be married to you for all eternity
So I trade one prison for another?
I am a mantis demon Little Yo. Many girls in here would love to be my wife.
Yes I know that but what of my family and what of my dreams to marry a strong man and bare his children.
I am a great demon and although I can not give you any children I can provide you with a happy life, I can make sure that your family is always taken care of.
I am still very young mantis demon.
Yes this is true. I tell you what.. In 5 years I will take you as my wife. And you will have to come live with me in the magic world for all eternity.
Will I have to become a mantis also?
Of course not child you will be a human lady
A human lady with an insect husband.
There are many girls that would love to be the wife of a mantis demon.
So you have told me.
Let me think on this Shen Shi.
That is fine you have until dawn tomorrow
And at that the mantis demon moved to the left and turned into a whiff of smoke in the moon light.
Little Yo put her head down on the mat to sleep.
A cockroach scurried across the floor and stopped at the edge of her sleeping mat.
Little Yo do not marry the mantis demon. He is liar and a trickster.
Why cockroach what do you know of my matters?
I am king of the cockroaches and I have been watching you since you arrived and I have seen the mantis demon talking to the bosses many times.
What? Are you serious roach king.
Yes the mantis is evil as all demons are evil.
But what am I to do?
I do not want to be here forever making shoes.
Yes but to marry the mantis demon will be a mistake.
He just wants to marry a mortal woman so that he has more power in the mortal world.
Given enough power he can become human. And once the mantis is human there will be no end to the havoc and destruction he will bring to your world. Right now he can be stopped by just biting his head off but once human there will be only one way to stop him. His reign will be brutal and terrible to humans and insects alike.
And what way is that?
Just then a boss came by. He was drunk and he was looking to touch Yo as she was beginning to blossom into a young lady.
Yo tried to pretend she was asleep but the boss did not care. He started to knell down. Yo could smell the liquor on his breath and clothes. He smelled of cigarettes too.
The boss placed the right knee on the sleeping mat and then his left knee landed on the roach king and with a crunch the king was dead. The boss began to grope Yo. He touched her and she began to fight. And he hit her. And she cried and he told her to be quiet. And then he began to pull her shirt off. She whimpered and then she made her decision.
Oh great mantis demon I will marry you, I will marry and I will make you the happiest insect husband in all the world.
there was a great flash and she was no longer on the dingy dirty factory floor, she was no longer dirty and in rags she was in a bright sunny room covered with beautiful woven blankets and the fragrance of hot tea filled the air.
Little Yo stretched and rolled to one side and there was the mantis demon on her pillow.
Little Yo I have rescued you from the factory, I have ensured that you family will forever be prosperous and all I ask is that in 5 years you hold up your end of the bargain.
Yes mantis demon I will.
Yo got up and dressed and went out side and found she was on a hilltop over looking a great valley.
She could see that there were many farms and lush green forests as far as the eye could see.
Are you happy Yo? Said the mantis demon.
Yes yes but what shall I do for the next five years? Where is my family?
You are to remain here getting the education that a mantis demon wife must have. Your family has a farm in the valley. You can go see them every afternoon.
Now eat breakfast and meet your teacher.
Yo ate breakfast of breads and pastries and drank heartedly of the tea that was offered.
Soon she was full and she wanted to go back to sleep but a fat engorged tick crawled into the room.
Little Yo it is time for your training.
What training cold I possibly need to be the wife of a mantis demon?
Well now not even a full day out of the factory and Little Yo is already too good to learn something. She already knows everything, she knows what and when the mantis demon eats, she knows how to walk with her soon to be husband, and most important of all she knows her place in the scheme of the demon world and in the insect kingdom.
And the tick began to turn. Well that makes my job an easy one for the next five years.
No wait I am sorry I was very brash and rude. I shall never speak to my teacher like that again.
The tick stopped and with out turning said over his shoulder ‘and you will always do as I say without question?’
Yes master tick yes.
The tick turned and smiled. He took two steps and halted.
Why you are very beautiful I see what the mantis sees in you.
Little Yo blushed.
So today we will learn the proper way to greet a mantis.
And so the lessons went until 3 o'clock every day. And at 3:30 Yo would go down to the village to visit with her family. They never asked her about the factory.
They never talked about the fact she refused to wear shoes and they never ever spoke about the times before she had promised the mantis demon marriage.
One evening while in her garden she heard voices. She recognized the tick, and the mantis but the third voice she did not recognize. She crept to the garden wall and ever so slightly peeked over the wall into the garden of the mantis demon. The garden was unkempt and dark. The plants and flowers looked to be on the verge of dying. In the center was the tick, the mantis demon, and a wasp.
Oh great liege, wondrous wasp devil, said the mantis demon I think the plan is going quite well. The sacrifice of the roach king was what sealed the deal. She made her choice freely knowing the full consequences of her actions and she still choose to be my wife.
Yes said the tick she still made the decision to better herself and her family rather than to suffer to save the world. Silly that she refuses to wear shoes even though her choice was as selfish as the Americans that buy the shoes.
ZZZZZZZ said the wasp with a impatient gesture of the wings. Clearly the wasp devil had no love or patience for the tick. The roach king told her everything she needed to know?
Yes said the mantis demon except how to kill me once I am in human form.
Good said the wasp devil well then next week when you are married in the cherry orchard I will grant you the human form so that you may open the door to their world and we shall finally rule as we did so long ago.
Yo, not so little now, held her breath and backed away from the wall and went to her room. What had she done? They were right the choices she had made were for her betterment and her families. She knew that to marry the mantis demon would be dangerous to the rest of the world but she so wanted the drunken boss to stop touching her.
What can she do now? There is now way she can break the promise.
The last week went by in a blur.
she told her family of the marriage to be, they were happy to know that they would always be taken care of.
But mama and papa they will do terrible things to the world when he is in human form.
What do you care of strangers Yo they did not care for you as you made shoes, they did not care that you were fed the garbage of everyone else, they just wanted you to make shoes. Why care for them now?
No there has to be a way.
The night before the wedding Yo and the mantis demon ate dinner togerther.
Do you regret your decision to marry me Yo?
Why no mantis demon why do you ask. Have I not been happy and grateful for all that you have done for my family.
Yes you have but in the last week you seem to be thinking about something.
No I have been thinking about my life as the wife of a mantis demon and different it would have been if I had chosen to stay at the factory.
Yes laughed the mantis demon it would have different alright. Let me show you the difference. And the room went dark and then light and there was Yo with two children one about 5 and a newborn nursing. She beamed at the little one attached to her breast.
Why you look happy Yo.
Yes I do I wonder who my husband is.
And just then came in the drunken boss from the night she made her decision.
Is that my husband?
Yes said the mantis demon he forced you to have sex and then you got pregnant. His boss was mad because you could not sew anymore and made him marry you and he works now to pay your debt.
The child ran up to the man Daddy! And then little boy accidentally stepped on the man’s bare toes. The man came in kicked the 5 year old child and her child cried. Yo laughed at the little boy and told him to stop being so clumsy.
Yo cried and said she did not need to see anymore. and the dinning room came back into focus.
Yes I am glad I made my decision.
Good tomorrow we marry and things will be ever better.
In a cherry orchard she stood in the finest silks of a bride and a spider lord hung from a branch.
The mantis demon stood on her shoulder and her family just behind her.
The spider lord asked them if they knew the meaning of love and marriage and they both replied yes.
The spider lord made them promise to be faithful and they did.
He said "it is with great joy and pride that I proclaim you two to be man and wife"
Yo turned to her husband, he smiled the best smile a mantis demon can muster and she leaned over as if to kiss him. He leaned in and she bit his head off.

To the Church in Ephesus

Letters to the church from the lord #1
To the Church in Ephesus
By Rev. J. Sleestaxx

The lord becomes very upset with us in the future.
I never want to see us receive a letter like this,

To the Church in Ephesus

Rev 2:1 “To the angel of the church in Ephesus, write the following:

“This is the solemn pronouncement of the one who has a firm grasp on the seven stars in his right hand – the one who walks among the seven golden lampstands: Rev 2:2 ‘I know your works as well as your labor and steadfast endurance, and that you cannot tolerate evil. You have even put to the test those who refer to themselves as apostles (but are not), and have discovered that they are false.
Rev 2:3 I am also aware that you have persisted steadfastly, endured much for the sake of my name, and have not grown weary.
Rev 2:4 But I have this against you: You have departed from your first love!
Rev 2:5 Therefore, remember from what high state you have fallen and repent! Do the deeds you did at the first; if not, I will come to you and remove your lampstand from its place – that is, if you do not repent.
Rev 2:6 But you do have this going for you: You hate what the Nicolaitans practice – practices I also hate.
Rev 2:7 The one who has an ear had better hear what the Spirit says to the churches. To the one who conquers, I will permit him to eat from the tree of life that is in the paradise of God.’

The church of Ephesus has been a rock in the teaching of the lord but in their fervor they have forgotten the love of the lord. They have forgotten to be passionate and compassionate. They tested everyone that came to them, they became cynical and did not believe the miracles that god had bestowed upon them. They became martyrs; they suffered on purpose and used the lord’s name as a reason to suffer. They brought much suffering upon themselves in the name of the lord.
And then look to the heavens and said look oh lord what we endure for you and in your name.
They need to get into the game. They need to realize that the lord provide many convinces for his people for a reason. Look to the miracles around you and realize that the lord has been there for you through the hard times but does not expect you to suffer needlessly.
Yes pay your penance. Pay what you are due to pay but do not pay more.

Rev 3:3
Therefore, remember what you received and heard, and obey it, and repent. If you do not wake up, I will come like a thief, and you will never know at what hour I will come against you.

Act 8:22
Therefore repent of this wickedness of yours, and pray to the Lord that he may perhaps forgive you for the intent of your heart.

But do not wander this world going oh poor me I have this huge cross to bare because I am a Christian. Oh poor me I may never achieve financial freedom because I have to contribute to the church. I am Christian and god’s children must always suffer.
Hell No! Get thee into the game! Get into the fucking mud and dirt and get into the game. Play the game as the game was meant to be played. And on Sunday repent for your mistakes during the game

Act 3:19
Therefore repent and turn back so that your sins may be wiped out

But do not sit on the side and cry "poor me, oh lo lord look at the terrible suffering I do in your name" he knows suffering and you have not suffered he knows pain and he knows blood shed but you do not know shit!
So stop trying to pretend to know and get into the fucking game.
Think about it! If you succeed then you can contribute that much more to the church and the church then prospers and the good word of the lord becomes louder and mightier. People will look at you and not say oh look at the Christian suffering NO! They will say look at the lord's child prospering because of the lord, Look at the children of god making a difference.
Stop your weeping. Stop crying foul! And get your ass into the mix. Find your hole and exploit it! If some piece of shit fucking in your office steps on your hand then gouge his fucking eye. If he steps on your tow while punching you then lift his nut sack with your other foot.

Lev 21:20
or a hunchback, or a dwarf, or one with a spot in his eye, or a festering eruption, or a feverish rash, or a crushed testicle.

But do not come on Thursday and take the beating from me and then cry oh I get beat all day long at work by the heathens and the sinful masses and then I come here and I have to pay for my sins but I do this because that is what the lord wants.
No the lord wants you to step up. I want you to step up. My game does not improve unless yours does.

Deu 9:4 Do not think to yourself after the Lord your God has driven them out before you, “Because of my own righteousness the Lord has brought me here to possess this land.” It is because of the wickedness of these nations that the Lord is driving them out ahead of you. 9:5 It is not because of your righteousness, or even your inner uprightness, that you have come here to possess their land. Instead, because of the wickedness of these nations the Lord your God is driving them out ahead of you in order to confirm the promise he made on oath to your ancestors, to Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. 9:6 Understand, therefore, that it is not because of your righteousness that the Lord your God is about to give you this good land as a possession, for you are a stubborn people!
I want you all to start the next week with a promise to succeed. I want to hear that you are up for a promotion and that you stepped up to your boss and asked "What do I need to do to get to the next level?" and then you can repent any acts that you have committed to get there. The ends justify the means. If you commit a sin to get to the next level then you can always come to me and I will hear your sins and I will give you penance to pay and you can repent and start the next week fresh and ready to kick that office bully's ass.

Eph 6:13
For this reason, take up the full armor of God so that you may be able to stand your ground on the evil day, and having done everything, to stand.

Do not play the part of the victim, do not play the part of the martyr, and do not fucking come to me and ask why do I have to suffer?
Fuck yeah that the lord did the suffering for you. The lord took three shots for you. The lord was beaten down and spit on for you. Now get your asses up and kick some ass.
The only people that will survive in the future are those that get up and take what is theirs. If it belongs to you then no one will fault you for taking what is yours. If some one wants to take what is yours then kick the godless ass and tell them the lord told you to smite them. Nothing scares the sinners more than a Christian who kicks ass in the name of god. Trust me on this. I get e-mails all fucking day from those that think I am too over the top and I get some from the whiners that say I am suppose to suffer and not be the strong reverend. And that these sermons are blasphemous.
I laugh and ask them what was the last thing the lord did for you? They can not answer. I tell them the lord gave me the power to kick ass and every ass I kicked the lord thanked me for by letting me kick another.
Get off the side of the track. Look at the rule book and figure where the rule is exploited and exploit it. That is the way it is done now. That is how anybody is going to make it.
If it is yours take it, if it does not belong to anybody take it. If you take it and it does not belong to you then ask for forgiveness.

I have given up on the rocks and I now have a baseball bat. After today we will all know who the sinners are in the parking lot.

Eph 6:23 Peace to the brothers and sisters, and love with faith, from God the Father and the Lord Jesus Christ. 6:24 Grace be with all of those who love our Lord Jesus Christ with an undying love.

The food bank is looking for donations to assist in the thanksgiving holiday food baskets that will be handed out to the legal residents that are in need of assistance. So please either donate time or donate food. If you think that you maybe in need of assistance then ask and volunteer some time to help.
The daycare and Sunday school center is looking for assistance. If you have patience and time on Sunday please consider helping out. The boxing gloves fro the toddlers are the cutest things you should see them. We have pink for the girls and blue for the boys.
That reminds me. Boys if you all lose again this week I will get you all pinkly gloves and take away the reds ones until you can hold your own. I think the boys are fighting with their hearts and not their heads. I know that the girl’s champion is HOT! But you think that she wants to date a guy that she beat up??
Hell no! Step up! Show her that you are a man that can take what is his and she will be putty in your hands. I promise, so you can provide and she will show you she can care for your household. Because that is what it is all about!

I tell you all to keep your pimp hand strong for a reason.