Michael, beyond keeping a running count of how many posts you addressed to me, for a week or so I have pointedly avoided responding to you. I said I would do that because you evidence such antipathy to me. But, you just don’t let up. Following are some of what you have chosen to say to or about me in the past few days:
Then you pretty much have a meltdown:
This is followed by the obligatory forgiveness (and then more condemnation followed by even more forgiveness in the same paragraph):
I will declare just this once, that I have never been in contact with either Hedshaker or Tyrathca in any way outside of the postings I have made here. For you to assert otherwise is another act of deception and distortion on your part alone.
Anyway, I just wanted to show that you still have some sort of vendetta underway. Since I don’t know how to rationally reason with a religious psychopath, you will understand why I will once again limit myself to numbering the posts in which you blabber to me.
And Michael, regarding Obama having your book, I don’t question you might have sent a copy to him. And I hope you know that there is an entire mail-handling staff within the White House to filter the important mail out from the huge amount of nonsense that nutcases (religious and otherwise) mail to the president.
But you have no evidence that anyone of any importance actually knows that your silly book even exists.
Scientific Idiocy. The danger from the San Andreas fault has been recognized for many decades. It is a direct result of studies made once the idea of plate tectonics was accepted into geology well over half a century ago. The fault itself has been studied for more than a century. I seriously doubt you were even born when those studies commenced.
Dear DavisBJ,
You don't know anything. You're in your own little world. I won't even bother with replying about some of your accusations. It's just hopeless. By the way, I wrote the U.S. Geological Survey over four decades ago and warned them of an impending, great earthquake that would happen in the Hollywood/L.A. area. That is what you are talking about. It hit the papers a year after I told them. It's none of your business, but I thought I would just tell you. I'm not a rookie at this. Things have been happening to me for over 40 years now. You belittle me when you post and yet if I speak to you similarly, you say I am speaking with antipathy. I based what I told them on a great vision that I had where I was working at a Party Store, on midnight shift, and the radio was on and they started talking about the brush fires in CA. All of a sudden, I had an 'out of body' experience, and I saw great fires burning in CA., then I saw a great earthquake there, and an angel said, "Thus with violence shall that great city {spiritually like Babylon} be thrown down, and shall be found no more at all." See Rev. 18:21KJV. I was told that Hollywood/L.A. was spiritually the same as the city of Babylon, which had many merchants and was rich, and you could get tons of prostitutes there, which I saw in the vision that girls and even guys were on Sunset Strip selling their bodies for money, because they'd gotten lured out to L.A. with hopes to be a star, etc. I also learned that the whore woman was really a city, called Hollywood/L.A. {See Rev. 17:18KJV} "And the woman which you saw IS that great 'CITY,' which reigns over the kings of the Earth." By teaching other cities and people ways that were not good, like adultery, theft, murder, extortion, manipulation {soap operas, especially}, violence, lying, gluttony, etc. {the seven deadly sins, plus some new ones; they are the 'kings' of the whore (Satan)} through their movies and TV shows, TV commercials, magazines, books, videos, games, music, etc. When the vision ended, I came back in my body and low-crawled to a milk crate to sit down on. I was white as a ghost. I had just finished mopping the floor at the store and was holding onto the mop handle in the bucket. It worked like a cane for me because I needed it to stand up with. It's very involved and I don't expect you to understand it or believe me. That's fine.
Whatever. You know everything.
Sweet Regards,
Michael
