Not for the innocent…
My paternal Grandfather hated musicians but he liked to listen to music. He tried to make everybody quit playing whichever
musical instrument they preferred to play. I was also taught that angels play harps in heaven and that when I die I will sit
on a cloud and play a harp. A harp is a stringed instrument and so is a guitar and a piano. What if I prefer to play my musical
instrument now? There are no assurances that I’ll even get to heaven and if there ain’t rock and roll in heaven
then I don’t want to go. That pretty much tells me where I ain’t going.
My paternal Grandfather died a poor man and he was not a musician. Many musicians are wealthier than he & they’re
not all necessarily millionaires though some may be. If nothing else musicians are wealthy in music and harmonies. I think
the bigotry of my paternal Grandfather caused him more poverty than many people realize. I was disowned by some of his kin
because I study music when I can. They have yet to realize that I’m not crying about the loss of their companionship
because they had already been disowned by me and they are going to stay that way forever and a day.
If my paternal Grandfather is in heaven taking music away from people which sounds like the case then I don’t
want to go to heaven. I don’t need some half-illiterate idiot with no culture as opposed to my limited exposure to culture
like my uncultured paternal Grandfather telling me how to enjoy eternity & ruining my good time. Who died and made him
God? Nobody.
Author: M. Green, 2008 ©
Respectable bums…
My biological father has been divorced twice (thankfully from two different women as opposed to the same one.) His
second wife worked as a nurse & helped him repay some of his business debts so now he expects every other female in existence
to do likewise. I’m never his wife. He’s never getting any money from me. Unless I become his business partner
on paper & I have controlling interest it ain’t gonna happen. The first thing I’d do is fire him.
His father was a farmer and never had any success at managing a business either. I’m not loaning any of those
relatives any money & I’m not giving them any either. I don’t care how “hard” their lives are.
They should have worked a little harder. All the help I ever get from them is that snobby little piece of verbal mockery.
My biological father & at least one step-father could not successfully manage their own business because they were
to lazy to apply themselves (work.) They erringly think that their balls make them special. There are other fish in the sea.
I can maybe find someone with balls to associate with. Some of them like to criticize people like Elton John. At least he
has balls. I’m not afraid to look for someone to be with who is not interested in me just for money. I know when someone
is looking at me and seeing dollar signs.
My step-fathers ceased to be important when I discovered that they have no brain or heart and they never have/had either.
My biological father is no better. I’m never important to my biological father because either I’m not a boy/male
or I don’t give him an orgasm. Those are his words. He has failed to notice that his orgasms are never my first priority
and they are never supposed to be. I’m never willing to be traded for a beer or $50,000.00 worth of beer for my father
to ingest & then piss into the nearest gutter. He’s not that special.
My biological father is a lazy, naïve, egotistical & self-righteous bum who has outwardly learned how to falsely
appear to be respectable. He graduated from high school and then was trained by Caterpillar to repair their equipment but
he refuses to prove that he learned anything. He refuses to work at anything except wallowing in his own self-pity so he is
a bum.
Author: M. Green, 2008 ©
Self righteous egotism…
Matt. 23:11
But he that is greatest among you shall be your servant.
You think you are better than me. You think you are more respectable than me. You think you are never wrong. You think
you are never unwise. Guess again. According to the Bible that some of you believe in you will be less later than what you
are now. You may be Mr. Popularity now but you will be less later. You snub me now. You will be snubbed later. I just got
an early start on snubbing you. I’m not the one who started it.
You treat me like I’m nothing. You will be treated like nothing later. My health is not important now. Your health
will not be important later. My happiness is not important now. Your happiness will not be important later. My desires are
not important now. Your desires will not be important later. Guess what? It’s later than you think.
Author: M. Green, 2008 ©
The bitch is back…
And you’re it! Two can
use hateful terminology. Some of you can dish it out but you can’t take it. How does it feel to be on the other end
of the conversation? You don’t like being called a bitch and others might not either. If I’m a dog then so are
you. My mother already knows that she is a bitch because her father told her so and he told her mother the same thing. Descendants
of bitches must be bitches. His mother was a bitch from what I’ve been told and some of your mothers are bitches whether
you like it or not. Some of you have even told me so. I see the point the old bastard was trying to make. May he rest in peace.
You inherit certain characteristics from your parents genetically and bitchiness may just be one of those things you
inherit. Don’t blame it all on your mother because your father inherited certain traits/characteristics from his parents.
Outwardly you be male and inwardly/mentally/spiritually you may be female. Have any of you ever pondered that idea? Outwardly
you may be female and inwardly/mentally/spiritually male. Have you ever pondered that idea? Most of you never bother with
that much soul searching.
You don’t ever call a nice person a bitch or you are not nice/polite & bitches are not nice/polite. You are
never polite. What are you?
Author: M. Green, 2008
Lost souls…
Luke 15:32
It was meet that we should make merry, and be glad: for this thy brother was dead, and is alive again; and was lost,
and is found.
There seems to be a difference of opinion here. I’m not lost. I know exactly where I am.
Author: M. Green, 2008 ©
Lawyers, Guns & Money…
Somebody bought my biological mother a double barrel derringer and somebody got shot with it. I’ve had it pointed
at me a time or two. I’ve found myself standing at the wrong end of a loaded derringer. It’s the wrong end of
the gun if I’m not controlling the trigger. What are we to infer from this?
The news reports are all full of stories about psychopaths with
guns. Everybody wants to outlaw everybody else’s gun and they want to give guns back to known felons. The surviving
family of the man who got shot with that derringer that belonged to my mother wound up with that derringer and they planned
on giving it back to my mother. What’s wrong with this picture?
Meanwhile my mother has been trying to force me to buy life insurance
on myself just like she did my late step-father who was shot with her derringer. It ain’t ever going to occur. She has
already made it quite plain that she wants me dead.
Author: M. Green, 2008
The Illuminati…
The Illuminati believed/believe that a person filled with the Holy Ghost/Spirit could/can do no sin, that he should
worship God naked and that when practicing inward quietness and/or devotion any act was/is irreproachable.
The Encyclopedia of Witchcraft & Demonology: Rossell Hope Robbins
“I’m Illuminati.” Rev. S. (Sidney) Gavin Frost
“We're Wiccan."
Rev. S. (Sidney) Gavin Frost
An eye for an eye…
Ex. 21:24
Eye for an eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot,
Most people are familiar with this Bible verse. Not many Christians live it. The verse means that if you poke out my
eye then you lose an eye of your own in the name of justice. If you cut off my hand then you lose a hand of your own in the
name of justice. If you steal my cow then you give me at least one of your cows.
I know many people who will use every excuse in the book to hurt me. They will sometimes even purposely perjure themselves.
What happens when they find out that they wrongly accused me? Nothing. I have to live with whatever mistake that they made.
I don’t have to further tolerate their hateful countenance. I can put me someplace they are not. That is my right. I
am not required to be their friend. I am not required to be nice though sometimes I am polite. Politeness can be mistaken
for love and/or friendship and/or forgiveness.
I know people who adhere to the “eye for an eye” doctrine who are not Christian until they discover that
they are wrong. Then they either run like hell or flaunt it in my face. I’ve even known people to hurt me because they
erringly think that I believe in the “eye for an eye” doctrine. The fact that I’ve never hurt them seems
to always escape their attention. The fact that they cannot prove my guilt also seems to escape their attention.
I’ve even had some who thought they needed to teach me a lesson. The only thing they have taught me is that they
know how to hate and that it’s me they hate. They don’t ever have a valid reason to hate. For some reason they
just can’t seem to find anything else to do. Some of them have been or are unemployed when they are hating.
Instead of hating the husband who is abusing/beating them they hate me. If I try to stop the abuse they hate me and
they hate me if I don’t try to stop the abuse. They hate me when I try to be companionable and they hate me when I don’t.
The only thing they love is my money. They never hate my money. They never hate their own hate. They hate love or any reasonable
facsimile thereof. They never hate their own greed but they hate it when I have money for food for myself. They never hate
their own laziness but heaven forbid that I have 5 minutes to myself. They hate it that they are getting nothing for the nothing
they do for me.
I may get annoyed when you purposely step on my toes to cause me pain. What’s your point? That is my right. I
also have the right to defend myself. You hate that too. You hate the fact that I decided that you don’t yet know it
all. What’s your point? I’m never wrong. Some of you have even said so. You hate that too. You hate what you don’t
understand and you never understand me. You may like to think you do but you don’t.
I am past the point of living my life in a way that only makes everybody else happy and never makes me happy. You hate
it when I have hope. You hate being wrong and you’re always wrong. What’s your point? You hate being ignored but
you love to ignore others. You hate the fact that I have a brain and you don’t know how to use it or your own. What’s
your point? You hate it when I exercise my will. At least I have one (unlike you.)
An eye for an eye. Do you really want to lose one of your own? I doubt if you’d miss it because you never use
it for seeing/looking anyway. What else don’t you use? Opinions may vary. The only thing most of you use is your mouth
and what you need to use it for is “playing the flute.” If your mouth were full you’d make fewer stupid
comments than you do.
Definition:
Playing the flute: 1. sucking cock (penis)
Author: M. Green, 2008 ©
Cain & Abel…
1 John 3:12
Not as Cain, who was of that wickedness, and slew his brother, And wherefore slew he him? Because his own works were
evil, and his brother’s righteous.
“You’re Cain.” Margaret Pluris
“No as in never. Cain was physically a boy and I’m not. I was a grain farmer. What was Abel? Abel was a
grain farmer.” M. Green
Author: M. Green, 2008 ©
Preachers…
The problem is that every Christian preacher whom I’ve ever met erringly thinks that his rudeness will be tolerated
and they do get rude, hateful & mean. There is no excuse for rudeness. You’re not telling me anything that I cannot
read for myself. The problem is that I don’t care what your favorite book is and I don’t find any joyful news
in your Holy Bible. It does make a handy paperweight though. I’m not paying you to read me something that I can read
for myself & have already read. I don’t need to hear your hateful opinion so you are being rude.
You like to tell everybody else how sinful they are but you never recognize your own hatefulness. You never recognize
your own rudeness/disrespectfulness. It’s there you just don’t see it. You cannot hate & preach a message
of love. I don’t need to hear how much you love/hate others. You don’t know how to preach about love because you
don’t know what love is. Similarly, you don’t know what my “sins” are & I don’t have to
say. I’m female & I’m a sodomite. What’s your naïve point? How many of you erringly thought that only
men are sodomites? What’s my crime again? I enjoy men and you’re not mature enough to be one. Is that what you’re
saying? You don’t have the maturity to satisfy a woman. How choice. You hate sodomites so you hate me. The difference
between a male sodomite & a female sodomite is that I’m never apologizing for being a sodomite in this one horse
town. Don’t even ask. Any questions?
There are privacy laws. These are federal laws in the U.S. and I am a U.S. citizen times 3. I was born in the U.S.A
to U.S. citizens. If you decide to peep in my windows (which is illegal) then you may get the eyeful that you deserve. How
dare you tell me how to satisfy a man when you don’t even know how yourself. How dare you tell me what satisfies me.
There is no law that says I must endure a boring sex life with a naïve prude. It is rude of you to tell me what type of sex
I must enjoy. Would you like it if I told you what type of sex you must enjoy? You enjoy never having sex. How do you like
that?
Christianity, Islam & Judaism should be outlawed. You all want to outlaw other religions. I’ve heard it said
(in public.) You all erringly think you are holier than everybody else. You’re not. Now you know. You want thinking
to be illegal. I disagree. Despite your self-righteous egotism you are never qualified to think for me or even yourselves.
The Holy Bible in all of its forms (even the Catholic ones) should be banned. Then you’d have to broaden your
horizons and read something else. Gospel music should be banned. Then you’d have to listen to something else. Your morals
should be banned. Then you’d have to do something else. Your preaching should be banned. Then you’d have to go
get a real job instead of being the bum that you are. I don’t have to be a Christian to know what your mistakes/sins
are and point them out to you. That was your first mistake.
Author: M. Green, 2008 ©
Theft…
Ex. 20:15
Thou shalt not steal.
