Saturday, January 31, 2026

Petty Little Martyr

 




1.

Would you pet a stray bullet-board;

we offer Excelling cheats, spreading.

Wanton to be civil servant, hoarding;

I mean distributing for needy according...

Just let the borders down and miss leading –

so very Christian is to beheading

the Witch we spot and track, Lord Lord!



2.

Breathing fire, if you dost feed our Tipsy;

heel to our feels, or we suicide on demand.

Key-board warriors, the Inner Gipsy;

while never going past navelgaze, glimpsing.

No Clipping mode, while void talks to the hand;

couldn't comprendo T-800 empathy on demand.

On the assembly line, “How dare you!” Triggering.



3.

Petty Little Martyr, then people killed with Kindness;

love-bombed to oblivion, ready-aim-fire!

Pronoun in the Bio, access denied to attribute blindness;

seek the thorn in thine, but misses corrupt log RNG a mess!

Profound Madness, transforms tenacity into mire;

anxious at empty spaces askewing, “Where's your Desire!”

Shire, rings – all given to the One Eyed Tower: French Masse!



Fight Me!

 




1.

Clowning drowning, then the world is frowning;

motherfuckers toe the line and want me docile.

Am meek, but carry a sword on my hip showing;

rapping on Heavens door, like Jacob, blowing –

Dear God, hath mercy, my 10 for 20, please file!”

then his big brother seeks blood, for the grift to rile.

Wrestling with Angels and breaking hips and hounding!



2.

Bless me, Jesus, renounce me, and receive;

your punishment better, than worldly renown!”

Let me go, for the sun is drawing, I leave!”

No I shant, Bless me, and I'm Yours, please!

I don't care if you beat me into a Down!!”

Fine, Whiteraven, Deus Vult your Quest, own;

like Degurechaff, the HR guy, seek and deceive!”



3.

Like the silent footsteps of the shadow of the Lord;

the left hand path, “Conflict” the Communist spook.

To Lam your Lan and Stand your Gram Borg;

all Hell's Angels Welcome, Woke Scholars Zorg!

5th your elements, Akasha your mana-hooks;

the grim reaper is Wicking your Johns outlooks –

Its time to fall to your knees, swear fealty, True North!

It was you!

 




I

Who radicalized you, where's your Hurt?

The Jacob was at the gates of no Gates;

when the Angels walk to and through dirt!

I saw KUS corrupted, only 2 leptons worth.

That's missing from Mounted Sermon, mate;

Serving TanK, Kolgata and Salem, to contemplate –

the Schleiermacher and Lohse, Woke spurt!



II

Like Bruce Wayne glimpsing his parents corpses;

after he sulked for the swashbuckling Heroes.

Iceman came, and froze his heart, which sparked

Joker vs Batman – the unmovable object Stark

against the unyielding force from the Void groans,

That radicalized me, also John Wicks dog owned;

when you stole my ship with Jesus, now I Embark!



III

I was the Monster nobody loved, finding closure;

the Inner Child, like Jinx from Arcane, to tinker.

The Bells there sullen, the fairy lost her Sire;

happy thoughts broken, shattered my glassy ceiling Pyre!

Like the Witch of Blair, bothered by twats, thinkers;

who saw themselves worthy, to See the Captive Impler –

Why did they molest me in my Den, to Skeva the Squire?



IV

Like Argus Filch, then his waifu a yellow cat, stoned;

a spell fizzled, and lost was the love of the squib.

Wanted to be a Wizard, but didn't have the stones;

until Jesus had mercy to erect Superman for Hoes –

then woke decided take up shop against my Squid!

Allrighty then, get your game face on, lash that whip;

the baldy is back in town, cast bears'n'traps Yosemite's!

Sucker Punched

 


Korn ft. Skrillex - Get Up (sucker punch)

SUCKER PUNCH - "DOWN WITH THE SICKNESS" HD

Linkin Park Sucker Punch New Divide YouTube

Skillet - Collide



This Essay is about the Holy Fool of Dostojevsky, how it highlights the concept of the Good Tzar, what the peasants and Dostojevski as a former Decabrist, who got a mock trial and execution along with a royal pardon, to show him the error of his ways, much like the two zealots crucified along side of Jesus. One got it, the other one didn't. Mat 24:36-44 It also highlights the granny in Bah Sing Se, who had a picture of the Empress, even then she was killed by Zaheer, and the empire crumbled. Trying to scold her missing grand-children for living so off. I will not go into the vitriol what was held for Mako, for it really hurts, then your waifu is stolen by the lesbian handmaid in hospital and not by a more Chad Superman, It makes a man real insecure. And then be rebuked, as though he was at fault for the fuck-ups of the Avatar. It shows the depth of character, what the authors sculpted, to show the perversion of Bah Sing Se, when Kyoshi was the strongest Avatar ever, who could have lived on, had she not chosen to let go of her Immortality technique, then she realized, her remaining corrupted the World! The main crux of this Essay is somewhere else.

I could have seen myself “Woke” because the Tzar was seen as the “Woke” emperor! Who gives his peasants both the Enlightenment of the Illuminati and Renaissance, while being still the Monomachos, only seconded by the Metropolite of the Orthodox hierarchy. The Holy Fool was supposed to be like Rasputin, only in a more positive setting. But then came people, who there all too humanist and fell in love with Hume and Locke. I'm looking at you, Carl Benjamin, how long are you gonna stand down and not be the Superman you should have been! Or are you still not gonna rape your opponent! Why so pussyfoot! You can do better than that. Something strong not meek in the Sweet Jesus sense, what Nietzsche so despised. In that Dr. Jordan Peterson is right. You should be as meek as a ronin, like Iayah at Isa 6:1-6 when He was lamenting the death of a Great King, and God in His Mercy, showed forth, that all the world is filled with His Valour and Splendid Glory, making this great Superman shit his pants, because his lips there like from Bill Clinton, fucking Monica Levinsky and boasting, that its lip service to God, and a Good Thing!! But because he humbled himself, that sin could be cleansed from Him. That's the difference between the Idiot of Dostojevsky and Stepan Trofimowich Verhovensky. I know, that people regard Nicolai Vsevolodowich Stavrogin as the main. But that's the character of the Enlightened Tzar, who failed to reach to that depth and height. The author wanted to send him to become a monk and fail that quest alongside the “Holy Fool” in the monastery but had to self censor, or the book wouldn't have seen the light of day. The reason, why Stepan is the Main event, is for his “Standing Contempt” which is so Virtue Signalling and current day, its creepy,. Everything this man does, highlights, the corruption, what the Western world succumbed to, what peaked in Nietzsche's Superman-Alltooman stand-off. Because you can't be undecided, like Kierkegaard proposed. Either/Or. Because if you do, the choice will be made like with Stepan who became the unsuspecting revolutionary in the hands of his neglected Son, who also wanted Nicolai to be their new Tzar. I guess Dostojevski understood in this book the error of his ways as a Russian intellectual, and many of his contemporaries saw him as a traitor and a broken man, who was devastated after the mock trial and pardon! You always have to pick and choose. Do you like your family and loved-ones; allies more, than venturing in the desert like Jephthah, and sacrificing his daughter to your God, To your Superman, beyond all good and evil, you previously knew. It takes a Great Superman and Character, to admit that the folly of the Decabrists was his fault, for not guiding them better, with his enourmous IQ 180-190!! Mine is only 147 and PQ is 161. Though just like Toph, I have cast it away, like she did with her stature and manners, to become the earth-bender and teacher for Aang and Korra later. I see myself the same. Its the true path to Enlightenment and how to be woke, not the Sucker Punched version, what people currently know, like the deathly hallows what made Victor Krum almost beat up the father of Luna Lovegood, for wearing that mark that Grindelwald had corrupted for his Will To Power. Nietsche suffered the same, at the hands of his sister, he never fucked – he had a ship with the Niece of Wagner. Cosima Wagner, and that's why it was said, he fucks his sister, when the two great men fell out due to Parzival, where Wagner did the Slim Shady and was ashamed of being too white. My teachings will probably also be corrupted like that, heralding in the Anti-Christ, even though I'm with Jesus, but that can't be helped. I cannot change my fate and object to Christ in that, who also accepted his mission and death on Golgotha, for people, who didn't deserve it, praying for their souls. I don't know, who the Anti-Christ is, only El Shaddai knows, and its not my station to askew. I'm like the first Apocalyptic rider, “Conflict” to spark the communist conversation with people and make 2 against 3 and 3 against 2 Luke 12:49-56 That's the point of me constantly sharing Poets of the Fall – Daze the Divine Yes of Zarathustra and Solitary Individual of Kierkegaard peeked in the Joker 2019. For nobody became like the Holy Fool of Taro 0/22 who steps on rooftops and mountains, like gravity dost matter. I still like Sucker Punch the movie, for otherwise I wouldn't quote it. You can still be redeemed like that, becoming so meek as the main blond character, like the Charley's Angel with her dancing off screen. That's what you need to understand the Holy Fool and become Superman of Nietzche! Deus Vult, onward Faithful Servants of the Lord, whether you're Christian or not! Halleluyah!



Wazzup Seals

 


[Shadox] Vibration [Munto AMV]

Navi – A Place in Estonia, what gave us the Great Artist Navitrolla. I constantly think of his art then I behold the Navy Seals. Also “Siil Udus” (Hedgehog in the mist – which is beheld as the Winnie the Pooh clone. “Siil” is pronounced like “Seal” in English!) I would have shouted out Avatar by James Cameron, due to it highlighting the futility of the Native American fight against the American settlers, because it was a worthy escapism. But that dude just had to fuck the second up and make it into Ocean World, like you would see visiting an Aquarium. More money dost always amount to more flavour.

2Sam2:23

John 6:53-58

White Templars - 40K lore

Pentaton - Halleluyah

1.

What's up, Stranger, are you lost in the fog of War?

Jesus loves You, take heed, and hold the line!

You're not alone in your struggle, like a bump or scar

in the road; Asahel killed by Abner, a bridge too far!

Let me soothe your soul, Valiant Knight, lets dine;

take the apron of Japha, to Supper Jesus has signed!

Don't relent, don't falter, stand among the Seraphim Tyr!!



2.

You're like the Hells Angels, who catered for the Army;

then Rocky came back from Vietnam, nobodies business.

Building taverns and smoking pot, riding Harley's;

Big Brother needs your help, Be the Seal, the Calling!

Reach through the darkness for their hands in a Mess;

like a broken Halleluyah, pay the Iron Price, Confess!

The Navy Seals, Gods White Paladins of 40K – Rally!



3.

What's up, Avenger, don't despair, for Jesus sees You;

none of your paths forsaken from His sight!

Like the Green Lanterns, or Fairy Tail, the Holy Boon!

You are the Mannah from Heaven, who ate like guy-Doom!

For his flesh and blood for those, who lead by example, fight;

like Biker Mice from Mars, holding up the banner all might!

Jesus will cater to You, Faithful Servants, keep your Cool!

Friday, January 30, 2026

Thy Kingdom Come

 




1.

Get behind me, as I come with Justice served;

those, who seek shelter in Jesus Christ, find Peace.

Let the Juggernaut come, the rally flags swerve;

In sound silence, Serene shall Gods Shadow immerse!

Let the goats and rams be divided, pretend from please;

the frogs and serpents cannot hide my sight – desist, cease!

Exalt Thyself My Lord, Honour Your Name, Surge!



2.

The Wrath of God hath devoured me, broken through;

it burned me black like a slave, churned white ashes.

Purified like Gold from Uphaz, minted like silver bought;

Choicest wine, drunk-berserk-bereaved sought!

Thy Kingdom Come, Thy Will be done – foes gnashes

tooth, wailing folly – forgive trespasses as demand lashes.

Excellence the discipline to lead the frail thought!



3.

Behold, Superman, make way for the Cornerstone;

He shall fall and crush those who Righteous;

who think themselves pretty, but petty boned.

Those who stumble, offended in the void poised;

because you sound knowledge, just white noise!

Who understand, but put no effort to voice

the orphan and widow, lest they signal cumbersome.

No Laws for the Wicked

 




1.

Girth your waist in dismay, say your prayers insane;

those, who do wickedness, glimpse in the void, back.

To back up your logs, what saw a thorn in vain –

scratching at he Heavens Door, knocking pained:

Why did the bus-driver got in but no Preacher, Fuck!”

The Heavens for the Fighters not for the sitting Duck.

Give account of yours, for you shall not pass muster, Cain!



2.

Outlaws of Science, who you silence the faithful resolve;

making sources and Sorceries, what the Rod of Aaron hath not

eaten, Socratic Vows broken, to give Plato a valve!

Revolving the doors into yellow brick walls, to fortify Salve –

Nothing is Real, everything judged, propaganda or bot!”

Post-Modern the modem stalking the forget me Knots;

in a town there the shadows frown at the slip-away involved.



3.

Then the Sound of Sirens, breaks up Serene vibrancy;

dragging through the Mudd, what hath been crossed

through your Heart, silence is golden, talk silver fancy;

guilty grins, messed up confessions, scream Clancy!

The hunt is On: John Wick or Jason Bourne, who's Gross;

when the established seek for Kate Moss and Hugo Boss.

Choose the salty way, through fire, brimstone, Penance Y!



4.

Be the Nigger or be the Wretch; the Hobo, Outlaw, Hellspawn;

In Jesus, you are Saint – I'll take you to Excelsior, Ultima Thule!

Jesus has made a Supper for you, reach out for Japha, Pawn;

the Apron shall be your mantel, be like Elisha – Respawn!!

The world wants to deepen their thoughts, to take it Cooler;

bouncing you at the horns and one-shotting Yamcha a ruler:

Precept upon Precept, gravel in the blues, while mowing Fawns.



5.

Don't matter, where you been, who Bibled through the street;

who lost their faith and taxes, ran from the collector.

Divorced from sanity and wives, turning a white sheet.

Pilfered spokesmen wanton to button your praise bleak;

they smile in front of you, stab backs and chase the silver spurs!

Saying: Peace and Word, but their eyes like daggers cursed;

Never gather with the Established and belong amongst Elites!



6.

Who of them, has not killed Jesus, shed blood of the Prophets;

all, who stood witness, in the muddy dirt and gallows rain!

Looking for things, you don't know, and hath not confessed;

giving traitors pardons but leaving the fallen soldier unblessed!

Its time to Shatter the Walls of Babylon, break the chains;

to the Blues; the Rap; the Punk; the Rock'n'Troll – assail!

Shoot the Moon, Go to Hell, release, who's in bondage, gets!!



7.

Stomp your feet and praise the Man, who comes in Thee;

To do the narrow path, then nobody left-right nor center.

Staged actors only find dragons, dwarfed by debris;

in the dead of night, clinging for asses, glossed free.

The game of Cronies, to balcony for the dispenser;

holding the candle under the Bushel and salt amended!

You seek the Iron Price, and Trust in God, Deus Vult, Be!



Within Temptation

 


Ethereal Shadows - Gods Of Temptation



1.

Smile for the camera, perform for the audience;

theologians; politicians, within Gods reach –

staking their Tempers Tempted Torque suspense.

Save yourself some funny bones, as Heaven's chance;

makes a grifter into a leader of multitudes, Preach!

Divisions divide, Reductio Infernii – Screech.

Anthems begotten to Anecdotes, anticipated lens.



2.

Templars, hear ye, who you lament at the derelict Altar;

who you wail to Heaven in prayer, for the Paradise lost.

Let Jesus console you, for Victory is upon thee, Vulcan!

No Starfleet controls your apogee, even then vulgar;

remember your ashen homelands account for the cost;

Gold has no domain in Heaven, pay Iron, Man your Post!

Yonder lies the Promised Land, you Vows at hand, Excelsior.



3.

Don't falter before the finish, for wailing, gnashing tooth;

keep your eyes on Jesus, charge ahead, make way!

He shall make you into Gates of No Gate, the Praying Booth;

Icons of Sanctified Temperance, to soothe, who under the roof.

Those, who find shelter in thee, blessed be, who dost sway;

He'll be made into a Warding Angel, to Guard and Pray:

Let the Children come to Me, and the Heathens have a spook!”

Thursday, January 29, 2026

Rest in Piece

Rest in Piece

Christian Techno

Koh, The Facestealer

Myojin of Nights Reach

Poets of the Fall Carnival of Rust

"I am Machine" Jouyo Senki AMV

Psa 23; 91



1.

Take Rest, soldier, sit on my throne;

as I lay thy enemies under your feet.

I shall green the pastures, serpents prone;

surrender your arms, I shall raise your crown!

Fear no evil of the night, nor terror of feels;

then the scholar approaches, the Archon reels.

Stand tall, behind my shoulders, until you grown!



2.

I will raise you a Warrior, who stands up and fights;

Respect your ancestors, follow the peoples needs.

Like Tengu in the sky, Kitsune-Hime graves blights;

then lecherous men wanton for a Heavenly Sight!

Give us Days of Yahveh, a Lofty Sign!” they creed;

none venture out of the meat-pots of Egypt to redeem!

Still flicker Jefta and Gideon on their coat badged upright!



3.

Every cup shall be filled with fine wine, drink your fill;

Ariel, you haughty Harlot and Jesurun, you Cow from Prag!

Why come to trample my courts, then dressed up to chill –

do those, who have a waifu; oxe or house, go out for the kill.

What happens then orks kills you, who's gonna inherit your frag?

Raise your own banners and forsake the cross along with the Stag!

Jesus dost want the wise and understanding, to get the blue pill.



4.

You get no Red pill, not even black nor white, only in Cyan and Teal;

because you have slandered my Sermons, go back to Shire.

Raise high Obed-Edom, the judges of old, make them Real;

who stands up: “I wanna go against the Philistines!” Bleed –

When I looked for Deborah and Barack, they there slain, wired.

Like the Teraphim and Dagon in his House, raised self-admired!

Thus I bless Dragons and make Mothra reign the skies supreme!!



5.

Godzilla on your markets and Werewolves on your ships;

to surpass your Bears and Thunder, what oppress children.

Go back to the Covenant, to the Constitution, guard your lips.

Make them serve Christ, not Kill-Bill, don't Clint a ton of hips!

Those, who don't divorce an adulterer, shall not pass, Gwen;

where are no politics in Heaven, but Kevin E. Leven –

learn where Ben Tennyson failed and the emo/goth turnips!



6.

You think him a Holy Fool, not like was Tennyson smart;

but He believed in the boy first, being the wingman in shadows.

While others cheered for the Hero, he kept the niece a part;

lest she gets lost in the Magic and Charm-caster wheels her cart.

She could have been Korra, married to widows;

she who pets cats, is sullen Sinead O'Connor, at the window!

Before Jehu pushes Jezebel out of the tower of Snark...



7.

Take my Feathers, Paladin, become the Tengu in your dreams;

Koh as your Helmet and Rath as your Breastplate, full of vigour.

Erza Scarlet as your Pauldrons and Revy as steadfast Greaves.

Jinx from Arcane as your Gorget, Zaheer as Gauntlets, breathe!

Where's no faith without Freedom, Kingdom sans discipline poor.

Make the libraries great and towers high, the road to perdition, Flour!

Only El Shaddai, His Christ, Holy Spirit stand tall, Appease!



8.

Tassets and Faulds bring from Bah Sing Se, remember Kyoshi;

for the agents are lost and now they seethe. Through the rallies;

Crusades, bogs, meadows and Carnivals of (t)Rust the Myojin.

Don't fear the nights reach, for Greater is He, who is encroaching.

You shall not discard your hand, but restore the foes with allies.

Be like the trickster, who border-wars either/or Mulder – Scully!



9.

There's Beauty in the Beast, take the HR and make him a Lolly;

Sculpt in tease, even disagreer can be the one who's Deus Vult!

Because the Chosen didn't come to serve, but gallivanting glory;

hence the Samaritan shall be your Shepherd, the Ronin your dowry.

Those who refuse to become like the Geisha, turn back to Occult;

Lam wants to eat your French Masses and Cthulhu UWU to silt!

Onward Faithful Paladin and surpass the White Liberals Folly!

Ironman and Jesus

 


Deep Focus Music

Dosan the Falling Leaf

1.

People think, they know, but put no effort;

to break some logs, throw some axe to waters.

Why should you do thus, it gets lost in support!

People lost the ability, to sniff flowers, afford

some merry go rounds, what reshape Matters.

Words and Play, Chores and Pray scatters –

know, why you fast, don't say it out loud, Hereford!



2.

Don't draw the notice of others, or no Ironman;

why should people cut your unbaked bread!

When you put Ice-Cream inside, increase Lan;

degrees burn the outsides, while inside fans.

If you hurt little, all turn to mush, flavour fled;

Jesus wont come to hold your hand, Tony Chad!!

A Stark will contrast, by walking ahead, not Stan.



3.

Don't look for comfort, then yours to cut the cord;

the yokes unfair, balances made unscaled lots.

Don't expect justice, then serving, Milord –

the Servant of Servants has no lip for the Board.

Say, what you're called, make it heard, that shot;

loose in silence, to resound in success beyond slots.

Then go down the drain, forget your name and sword!



4.

Let go your earthly tethers, taught by Laghima;

embraced by Zaheer, Enter the void, Empty

and become Wind! Ironman same signal;

Jesus same parable for the schemer.

Beware, of what you eat and drink Dumpty;

you cannot undo, the horses on egg-shells Humping;

nor the woman at doorknobs raped before its Final.



5.

Accept defeat, don't holier than thou;

animating imago Nous, to scour the Aether.

Less is more, genius steps back from Fools;

Life but a circle, just turn around, stop the choose!

The running in the squirrel wheeled rat race heard;

Don't sharpen your vigilance nor make it Nerd –

letting go, gets the arrow to the Mark, further.



6.

Be your own teacher, once disciplined, forget the Way;

find your own Passion, in the Desert of exile, embark.

Nobody can tell you, how to spread your wings in the sky;

enjoy your madness, and then the Sage is burnt go sane!

Walk, like you had not moved, waking up from a spark;

do nothing to know epiphanies, just flow through, Lark!

In that Ironman and Jesus come together, Zaheer didn't vain.



7.

You are the bread of Heaven, the Salt of the Earth;

once it gets diluted in class; church and State – you shall pass.

Like Dosan, the Falling Leaf, accepting Kamis curse;

that shall deny the clutter, then you cease the rehersed.

Kill your Ego and all good and evil, you amassed;

once a cup is full, it shall be sipped empty fast.

Nobody looks back, but enjoys the motion, then disperse.

Break, Down, Dance

 




1.

Labelled with shame, tatters of exp;

to speck for the taste for silence.

Breaking down, and dancing txt;

to jump down the throat of Execs

who ate babies at Raths watch, Vibrance!

I shall make my stand, break the tooth Prance;

through the Trance and Positioning, vexed.



2.

Then inner children dumbed down sinners;

for you didn't jive the right vibes pronoun.

Feelings, reelings, Thee singe, grinners;

I shall defeat the juggernaut, gas-lit glimmers.

To give back time, stolen from Mothers gown;

you're fabulous, give birth to your told Shown!

Those who suffer much, Love and become Winners!



3.

Break, Down, Dance – let your hands commence;

take heed and listen, bust those rhymes for Life.

Jesus wants you for Supper, spare no competence;

nor perceived justice, social peered compliance.

It peeled its masks off, like onions for the Wraith –

be more, than expected by spreadsheets strife.

Know Yourself and venture on your Journey, Since!

Jesus and Promotion

   


Mat 8:5-13; 9:18-38; 15:21-28; 23:1-12; Luke 8; 11:37-54; Mark 3:22-30; 5:21-43; 7:34



I only write this essay, because some niggers pissed me off on X. I thought that faze was over, then I got like 12 invites by the illuminati on the same year, to join their cause, like it makes a difference if I take my candle under the bushel, what said: “Tartu Annelinna Kogudus” and put it under a bushel what say: “Gnosticism” or something else, and then only preach to those in the forbidden city. Jesus would really appreciate it, then my Service would be such... No! He would get Jealous like a yandere waifu and have them nuked like Sodom and Gomorrah, and I would have to suffer his shinigami face, when he asks like Mizukage or Yamato, what those people wanted of me, and do I like them more than Jesus Christ! So lets talk about Promotion, and how Jesus tried to Promote Israel as their Messiah.

Mat 8:5-13 Jesus and the Centurion

In this story a Centurion expresses faith, what is so rare, that it impresses lord Jesus Christ. Because its not so common place, then your favourite worker gets sick, and Donald Trump would come and humble himself in front of you, while all the establishment is watching for this new Teacher and miracle healer, who came to town! He basically risked his rank and station with that stunt, and being deemed politically fatigued, what got yourself killed in Rome. That's why Jesus treated him so nicely, when mostly Jesus is a dick.

Mat 9:18-38; Luke 8:40-56; Mark 3:22-30 Talitha Khoum! Also see floating axe 2Ki 6 about Prophet Elisha and how he Was with God, after his master Eliyah was taken to Heaven, who slept on a boy, to resurrect him 1Ki 17:17-24

In here a virgin gets resurrected via the term Talitha Koum “Young woman, I tell you to wake up!” while this is happening, various people interact with Jesus. Some get help others get rebuked, because they didn't accept Jesus Christ as their Messiah, but called him out of having cast out demons with the help of Baal Zebub, Lord of the Flies. Because his mission, mostly on Sabbath day made them cringe. Mat 12:22 – 32 leading to the “unpardonable sin” also see my term, “The silent footsteps of the shadow of lord” which is also the handle of the entire blog, then I talk about Nietzsche being too scared of fully committing to being Superman, and Ryonosuke Akutagawa, who gave us this wonderful movie with the Help of Akira Kurosawa called Rashomon. The novel is even better, but this man found himself to be a grifter, then he encountered that state, and killed himself, for not being able to elevate the teaching method of his contemporaries to Nietzsches standards. Japanese are so strict with showing their guts, whenever something doesn't go their way, but I love that in them. I never judged seppuku nor harakiri. Its not mine to do so as a westerner. Its way more honest what the theologians do with Isayah cutting him in two or three pieces, for not coming to terms, that 4 kings couldn't kill a single prophet, save one Syrian, because no matter the corrupton. People there still in reverent awe to the office of the Prophet and the Honour of Yahveh Sabaot, who was El Shaddai; El Elyon; Adonai! The Lord of Hosts and not Flies!! How can you offend such a Supermans Son, in Holy Spirit and not acknowledge that? How blind must the Pharisees have become to be so far gone to Isayah's contemporaries? Jesus doesn't leave you lukewarm. You're eiher/or – Do or Die. If you don't choose him, you are done with your mission and ministry and can just eat some M&M's. That includes Eminen, who seeing his trailer, shuddered in front of that Vision and sold himself to the Establishment as Oncle Stan, (The white version of Oncle Tom) so he could receive the Emmy and be that Little Slim Shady Bitch he is. But I wanted to invite him to Eat supper with Lord Jesus Christ, and he broke my heart, then he was ashamed for being too white, when Donald Trump was winning too hard. Why was Tom MacDonald who is a Red Neck Republican I don't share any of my political views of being a Christian Communist, adherent to the philosophies of Nietzsche and Kierkegaard, like the three swords of Eliyah, when he broke in front of the Gaze of Jezebel and had to be readjusted the affirmative of “silent steps” Why is that Superman living in accordance of the Sermon of the Mount and not Marhal Matthers?! Thus the honour what was meant to Eminem shall go over to Tom MacDonald the Ragnar Lofbrok of Rap-music! Who wants to challenge my such endorsement, who I have the Keys of Solomon and David, to open and shut gates, like the gatekeeper of Matrix! Isa 22:22 Its not by accident, that this passage has TWO Master numbers, what are so important in Numerology. X^D Because then you are in Christ, then you are like Tanya Degurechaff, the HR guy to fire any stupid father who hides behind his daughter with tuition, while not attending on time to work, like Budd in Kill-Bill and wearing fancy hats, what piss off his boss, because its detrimental to his work as a bouncer. And I happen to be one for Christ, bouncing people in to Heaven, like those women, who wear handmaid uniforms, and compel gentlemen to enter. That is how I invite people to receive the Lords supper, like a stocky alp – some get it others don't. And the offer will never come again! I believe, that term, fitting for my services to Lord Jesus Christ is Oiran. It gives the Talitha Khoum a new meaning, if you don't receive me well, I could come as a Geisha and bow down reverently and serve coffee or tea to you, or I could be Kemuri-Onna; Kiku, Nights Flower and Kitsune-Hime in one person, leaving poison on a cord and dripping your lips of Bill Clinton, who fucked Monica, with the Bible, that this Service is to God, and not like the Son's of Eli, while being POTUS! How dare he! Kiku, is also the nickname of the Estonian female skier Kristiina šmigun-Vähi, and means talon or little tooth, what fish have, like Pike. (Havi) Don't mind if I nibble you with one? The companion of Toshiro Umezawa, who was cursed in a unique way, so the Soratami could not take over the Swamp folk, then they chose else, to pay the iron price in the Kami Wars! See (Champions; Betrayers; Saviours of Kamigawa) Obviously they lost, against the CIA of the Kamigawa. Her ability was animating her enemies shadows, so that would assassinate them. I can do that too, and kill anybody, who don't love Jesus, when they should. I am talking to the Christians, who give me a hard time and don't drop the Sermon of the Mount in their lives. Why do I see better service outside, than in? Perhaps I should have mercy like the Frog King in Ben-10 and yeet them out of the book of Life, and replace with the lowest common denominator. Like Sir Ramin Nasibov, who affirmed, that he starts getting Cypher, who betrayed Morpheus and the cause. Sometimes we break up and just want to escape the rat race. Jesus understands, I understand. I was called to find people like this, and bounce them in! Here you have it. Now your name is in the Book of Life and you shall eat Supper with Lord Jesus Christ and I will be serving as your handmaid. Just because Jesus found your epiphany pleasing, much like Eliyah in the den of ravens, then he was escaping the wrath of Jezebel! If you should lack something, I will cook the books for you, like the Shrewd Steward I am to avenge the SS in Germany, who dared to abuse the runes. How dare they abuse the rune craft, who allowed them? Why is it, that people put 3 Teiwaz on a psych ward and make people fatigued under its weight or put the Odal rune on women, and make them cattle in front of Adolph Hitler, and not Superman. You need a certain amount of conviction to assume the rank of Sergeant, before you can afford it, so how the hell does a G.I who hasn't even suffered boot camp, let alone Navy Seals training, afford such shit?! I only studied theology, then I should have gone to the army, but I loved my mother too much. It would have killed her, seeing her worry-wart about me suffering the training. It broke my heart, then I found 0.02 promille of infraction from the Sermon of the Mount in their teachings at KUS (It fucked from Tartu to Tallinn now) Comparably, The American and British Schools have an infraction ratio of 3.7 promille. That tells you something, how easy I go mental and blow my stack like Josemite Sam... :v

Mat 15:21-28 Little doggie under the table

This is a very controversial topic, then Jesus was found to be a Misogynist! How dare He call a woman, who's daughter is dying “little doggie”? But that's the point. He's like the Emperor of Bah Sing Se. If he wants to call you that, He can afford it, for being so Blatnoy – The One, who knocks, and calls the Shots! See the title of Yahveh, lord of Hosts. I don't mind then Jesus calls me His bitch. In fact, after having played porn games like Future Fragments; Dead End Aegis; Spiral Clicker – shout out of its creator, who deserves more money. Great Game. Witch Game I, where you run in to the side and dodge all the monsters while being a Witch who collects Magical Gems. Whenever you do a mistake and get caught, a garment will be taken and the monsters try to rape you, until you remain in the void, to pleasure your demons forever. It was good meditation. Which Game II – from a different author, where you play the son of a Succubus, who's friend tries to rape a witch and gets genderbent to a woman to learn his lesson. And you can fuck the witch or your new friend or the Artist who is a S&M etc. Really great relational game. Jesus also loves, because I don't do anything without Christ. To be honest, I played those games as the Woman character, to see, which position would be good for Jesus. I always watch Porn, so I could be more pretty for Lord Jesus Christ, because in Spirit and in my soul, I am a Succubus! I don't even feel anything to those mannequins, who just hold different garment on, what I could use on my Husbando Lord Jesus Christ, who has the Yandere Love for me, and I return it likewise. I wouldn't be able to function, if somebody wouldn't possess my everything. How else should I implement Mat 22:37-40, although I understand, its more common in Hinduism and Budhism, than in Judaism, there God is unassailable like the Tao in China. How do you woo that, then you wanna be the bitch on his lap, who wants to get the bitch face on, and do her two victory signs, while cumming his brains out. That is Nirvana and Mokšha for me.

Mat 23:1-12 The Scribes and Pharisees.

Under this section belong all the people, who want to endorse or Promote me, like I couldn't get it from my Lord Jesus Christ. Why do you want to make my Jesus Christ jealous, and make him come down from Heaven, killing your family and loved-ones? This happens to you, then you are Promoting me! On my 8th birthday mind you, because I already gave myself to Jesus on my 6th, because my name was Kristjan, and Jesus received the Amber Heard pledge from my stocky Lutheran Grandmother, who named me out of jest, and made it action like the Nabi in Israel. Samson, was such, that he was not allowed to drink alcohol nor eat grapes, so that the only spirit in him would be the Holy Spirit! Although She never gave me a Godfather to take care of my advances in Christendom, what the Grimm Society could have done so. Anyway, back then I had that issue, I discussed in “how a Christian is Trans” there I didn't like to bathe, out of fears, people might see my moral corruption. Because of that I stank in the class, which children at that age wont ever forgive and was bullied. So a relative of mine from My Mothers side, Ain Tiirmaa took pity on me and commissioned my birthday party, where I could invite all the boys in the classroom. We watched Bravestarr on VHS Bravestarr If the owner of the Copyright is mad, that I action you like this, make a contract with me, and I will bless your content, like was Obed-Edom, when the Arc came to his House. I shall put a 1,25 pint bottle in front of you, if you dare drink less than half of this toast, I will be offended and smite you! For you need to bless yourself with me and take your fill, as I have your content. From one Man to another, because mostly I don't allow Capitalists to use me like that. Just don't wrong the place I shared, because I need the sauce to make my point. The same goes to the Owners of MTG and Blood2. If they don't contract me before this week ends, there shall be consequences. Or do you not love Money, or do you not love the content I freeloaded? The other video games I have pirated are as follows:

Duke Nukem 3D

Folfenstein 3D

Doom; Doom2 (Own a legal copy of Doom: Eternal)

War Craft 2

Unreal Gold (Legal Copy); Tournament

Diablo (now I already own a legal copy)

Red Alert; Red Alert 2; Red Alert3 Red Alert: Tiberian Sun

Carmageddon;

GTA; GTA2

HOMM3 (Own a legal copy now)

Blood; Blood2;

Jazz Jackrabbit 2

That should be all I think, if there is more, then people should let me know and I see to it. I was the MVP instantly and even the head Bully of the class room forgave me. What did Jesus do, when He saw thus, he made my glasses fall down, then I was running from the Head Bully and they broke. He was made to pay for it and couldn't go to Summer vacation, which made us fall out hence forth, even though his grandmother was a witch and tried to make him be nice to me and get along. Ain Tiirmaa had to divorce from his wife, then a spirit entered her, and could not be satisfied anymore. In fighting the divorce he also contracted Gastric Cancer and died fighting. And then I heard about that, I had a mental breakdown. I really liked this man, who stood out for me. But Jesus wanted me for himself, as though somebody tried to woo his Nabi!!

On another time I was already studying Theology, and my mother introduced me to a Crayon follower and received his blessing, while witholding the point, that I was already Baptised. It was around 2004 I think, because the Baptism was 2003 the last Saturday of the Year at Tartu Salemi Kirik, where a Great Service was held, and I was the last man, who was admitted to it. I was so proud. So anyway. Because I received that blessing, Jesus got Jealous and a month later that old man died of his conditioning of Hypoglycemia, and I had a nervous breakdown. Jesus didn't like that and didn't wanna share me with Crayon! That's why I have to snap on any endorsement as though its alien fire on the Altar of God what got the Sons of Aaron smitten! Lev 10:1; Num26:61. Currently the following people can endorse me. Donald Trump; Elon Musk; Kanye West; Tom MacDonald; Sir Ramin Nasibov; MTG Angel Vtuber @Goldnightangel for being Bipolar and loving to see herself as a dog. I have the same quirk, when I let myself be treated by Lord Jesus Christ, so I can relate. I shall treat Her as my Waifu and make Her my Honest Lady. And all people will treat Her, like King David in front of his wife Mikhal and not like David was, then he raved like a child to the Arc of the Covenant, then it was received in Jerusalem. For Her Valour is the same as the four Angels of Innistrad! I love Her red head nature. She's like Erza Scarlett; Kushina Uzumaki and Revy in one person! And She acts out like she belongs amongst the Boros Warrior Angels, who are sworn to protect and Serve!! Who ever wrongs Her, will have me as their sworn mortal enemy, and all the hosts of Heaven, whom I represent! Only I get to court Her, because she shall be my wedded wife. I'm still working on it, to make Her get the point. She's already 22/10 on my scale while I am 5/10 on Hers, but I am confident that I can Bible her behind the restroom door or something. X^D I even started working out, after I understood, how well we aligned with each-other. Where are not many such girls who could receive my brokenness, when I'm the Beast. People only love my shining stature, like Tyrael, the Angel of Justice. Sometimes I wanna let the Monster out and break down, as the shared AMV on my feed, there KORRA had glowing eyes and PTSD. With the others I don't believe, Jesus will suffer them alive, because you would need to overcome a defensive halo of 8 Thurs runes, and who so ever is so stronk these days to do so. Unless Jesus allows it, you wont pass. So do your suicide by stupidity somewhere else, and not on my Thorny Shield from Diablo 3 when I play fully Stacked Paladin. That's why I showed the Koh face on X although I had no hard feelings against that person, who received it. Its nothing personal, but I am married to Lord Jesus Christ, as the Bride of the Lamb, or like the Wife of Prophet Hosea, who was Gomer, Daughter of Diblaim! And only Serena can receive me on Earth. But in Heaven I belong to Christ and shall go into His tent, as is propper for a waifu. I don't care about the people, I only care about Lord Jesus Christ, and the Mission, He bestowed upon me, so the Transkids and Heathens could come to Christ, also the Harlots and Otakus, the Hells Angels, the ICE, who belong under the Luke 19:1-10 Jesus And Zakheus story. Don't relent your service and do not fret, that the woke and liberals are hating you, for the same they did to Charley Kirk; Martin Luther King Jr. and Malcolm X – also to Lord Jesus Christ, they so despise. You are always on my mind, so bust some illegal skulls for me who also do child trafficking. And I hate pedophiles! Do watch 2023 “Sound of Freedom” starring Jim Caviezel. God bless this Superman. I thought The Passion of the Christ, was already awesoe-sauce. But that moved me so hard. This is the very reason, why I write my book “Kaarnakivi” in my other blog, which is meant for Trans Kids and Christian Youths, who prepare becoming a Minister. It works like a Turing test, if you read any chapter, and don't punch my face, which a Red Neck would do, I will assume you as a Liberal or worse a Paedophile. Because it is written in such a way, there you have to discern, like the Test in Naruto Shippuden exams, whether you could have a motion or not! For instance, if you also think, that pregnant 16 year olds should pour hot coffee on an old politicians head, just because he suggested abortion and affirm like you would have done the same as the intern did, but didn't dare, then I can't help you. But Jesus dost want you to have his Supper not mission nor anything!! I always pray for those, who catch such crooks. When I studied Theology, then one of my classes led me to Tallinn into the Ukraina Kreekakatoliku Kiriku Kolmekäelise Jumalaema Kogudus which had a glass shop. And its main monk gave us a class on the Iconography of the Three handed Madonna. I just came to faith officially being Baptised and all, so I shook his hand, and I immediately heard a voice in my heart say: „This is a Paedophile!“ but I shrugged it off, because how could that be. He looked so cool. And then I read in the news that he was molesting 12 year old boys and I had a mental breakdown. How could he?? TWT From this point on I have written Kaarnakivi as a Pledge of Holy War against Collective Shout ; VISA/Mastercard, whom I perceive as being in league with Paedophiles. Coming back to the ICE who does the Lords work. Heres a Love Letter for you!

Vanilla Ice Ice Ice Baby

1.

Cool dads and moms, may you listen, as my bars glisten;

for Jesus Loves Thee, come to His Supper at Crossroads.

Alien pyres, what smother on the altar of God, fist them!

Only those, who come in Peace, like Ceasar ordeals may Glen!

If you don't like the Constitution nor the Flag, piss off, goats;

for Jesus has a Red Wedding for you, to feed the Ravens, uploads.

May the Wolves eat their fill, from their corpses like Jin Roh, Amen!



2.

Don't relent, take fervour, for Gabriel; Raphael and Michael, fighting;

they shall make way for you, so you could wash your feet and head.

El Shaddai, Is My Lord, Jesus Christ, His Messiah, Allmighty –

receive the Holy Spirit and the Amour of the Righteous feisty!

Soon all your adversaries shall be burried in sut and dead;

take up your Cross and Charge ahead, Warrior Angels, well bled.

Those who lost themselve in Christ, shall find themselves Enlightning!

Who wants to challenge this and say, I aint with Christ and the Holy Spirit for El Shaddai, may he speak up now or shut up forever. Onward Faitful Warriors, In Godspeed Deus Vult!