Me Lani
What is the lesson from hell in understanding effecting righteousness when evil exists? Death, warfare, is required because every fucking living thing is just not lovable. Can you love a scorpion? What really sucks? The cuddly fuzzy things are defiled. The scorpion in kitten clothing is a hard thing to see.
Ending fucking has been the first order of business. Living fornication free is not negotiable. What is mac's prayer? That her hand would come against her own Judas acting as harlot under her command. "Timmy" will be sure to put those last twenty pounds of force on mac's frame to pierce that mother fucker Judas' bone.
What has mac already tasted? What it is to experience God's hatred of wickedness. She had to dump her steak breakfast in the trash to end His furry. (She couldn't very well kill anything, being in America.) Beef was the best example God had and mac, who had eaten few solid meals by that time, tossed out the meal she was looking forward to enjoying. Deprivation was a joy when God's furry was abated. This was God's means of teaching her what Samuel experienced facing king Asa. What did mac not realize during her lesson? She was facing the fifty king Asa's of the world.
What is the human? The pot that can experience death. This harkens back to the potter example of Saint Paul and mac's earlier article explanations. Why does God permit slavery? Because the slave is the one who say's, "Fuck you Christ. We are going to take God's woman and you won't have one fucking means of stopping our kingdom." (See God say, "You are now Mef***a. You lost the Lani.") The slave is protected by a master who says, "Jesus H. Christ, I want to live."
mac is sipping late Sunday morning coffee experiencing a glimpse of what it is to be that Christ seeking master. In that moment of cellular recognition she remembered her earlier understanding when fighting Milley and Biden (with Obama) of the short straw she drew in God's command foursome, of God, Christ, Saint Paul, and her, that her short straw, as Jehovah served it, was through the ureter of a shrunken head.
“God was not the gig I was after. I had no way of knowing when this started the only way I had to survive was to be God. Those stupid fools didn't even take the time to learn, I had no ability to be god.”mac to TeamGOD
“They created blackholes H*****r.”God to mac