ERBs

Time to hit you with my quill, I'm endowed inalienable skills...

I was thinking of the forefathers, not four dudes on Rushmore, but the founding fathers of the country.

Fathers implies sons.

What about daughters too. I means this in the Neil Armstrong, mankind, sense. I'm sure there are women who were blown away and watching as die-hard fans when Mankind was sent off the Hell in a Cell.

Maybe the reason AEW isn't cheered is because this event was once and for all.

Mankind didn't mean to go through cage.

He was slightly guided, thrown, by The Deadman over the side and to the modified table below.

He wasn't going to do the ringside elbow anymore. He had done all that. This was a peak on a run. He brought out all his colors and characters. He was giving everything that he had amassed over the last few years into these few snapshots.

The ringside elbows run together but they paved the wave for The Cage Dive.

It has never been re-created after Hell in the Cell 1 and 2.

As we grow up we lose tract of awe and awesome shid.

Look at films. art isn't made in a vacuum. Why do the dogs and kids always sense evil and for adults you have to be child-like or extreme tuned in someone, usually you are lying, like when someone says they'll pray for you.

That's it. Them saying it is the prayer. They are not petitioning the Father on your behalf. Like the Founding Fathers did to the lowercase king or a SECULAR KING which is are all KING except for ONE. There is a Natural King. He does the opposite. He petitioned for you. He saw you and still loves. He sees this zoo and this wild planet and still loves you.

Set up a little place call the United States sound familiar.

Set up a little place call the NFL, the WWE, Roblox, a place for you to engage.

You can make it better but you can't deviate on all fronts.

People can be free, you aren't free to violate physics or rephrase to truths.

2 + 2 = 5

1 x 1 x 1 = 1

1 + 1 + 1 = 3

You can write it or make it a catchy slogan.

Like 3 = 4, hey man numbers are numbers.

3 x 3 is Six to me. see the X in the middle. Therefore 6.

How does the dog know?

Altruism. Love?

More to write,,,making breakfast.

In addition to a No Kings rally, a petition to for Knights Games on the White House lawn isn't going to be as strongly supported as the UFC, huh?

Let me say this to, some stepdad's aren't going to be great dads. You might not need a dad, he might be a stepfather. Someone who is watching your back from a few steps back so to speak. He isn't up in your shit all the time unless you are really fucking up or abusing your mom.

Abuse is a harsh word. Fuck off. You should respect to two who gave you life even if they stumbled on to it. You respect your mom for carrying your broke and weak-ass for longer than nine months in most cases.

But Ace, I was adopted the bitch dropped me off....which is more important. Nature put the offspring of another in the care of someone else in the species. When someone steps ups to care for the baby of another despite the impulse that some apes and bears and possess.

Some people do it. They get driven to kill the baby or infant of the new lover based on the previous mating seasons.

This is gross. People have trouble controlling these impulses that course through us.

Like how Locust and Grasshoppers shift gears when the going gets rough, what of us?

We make movies of Mad Max, The Rover, The Walking Dead, or The Stand.

Shit. We'd be lucky.

If I had to tell you how many comic book clubhouse meeting involved some fat, out of shape, Cleveland sweat hog, with pink skin from high blood pressure, a nice bead of sweat across his lip, forehead, and brow, and last weeks dinner still on his breath explain to me how he'd outwit a group of fast moving Zombies.

Anyone want to give a hypothetical on if they received the hot tag from Puff and needed to jump in with Cassie?

I'm sorry, Puff, but I don't give a fuck

If this chick was my own mother, I'd still fuck her with no rubber

And cum inside her and have a son and a new brother

At the same time and just say that it ain't mine—what's my name?

Thanks for your honest testimony Slim.

The doG always knows.

Creator talk.

Youth see it.

Adults miss it.

Age ot of awwww and awesome shid.

As the species ages does it lose senses. The abilities to test or encounter our environment and surrounding Universe.

Like Cena being able to be a the epi-center of voices, eyes, and ears. It wears down Presidents and the saying, Heavy Is The Head That Wears The Crown.

Could God/It be in the the environment like a Barometer or Thermometer? Like a Wind Vain? Just reading, gauging man's heart.

Remember IT/God/Elohim/They, It would walk amongst us and engage according to older stories and times.

How you treated the stranger and neighbor determined the climate of the area.

Remember who THEY were engaged by Abraham and Sarah and then blessed but what THEY encountered in Sodom.

So you and two witnesses so up. The folks in San Antonio, FL or Winterhaven, FL were really kind, but you decided to take a different route to Tampa than 6D or 75.

You stop off an see an old friend in Plant City and Brandon, near Creek County. Everything seems deece, your friend's wife is a smart ass but she likes to rush things.

You make it to Ybor and your two witnesses are having a completely different experience. Not only have they discovered you two are different they wanted to fuck you up, and the guy who was letting you stay the night has even offered these hole hounds his two nimble daughters...they pass....since they strangers are new and chicks are weak.

I tend to really champion chicks and all they have to offer. It sucks that Yoko Ono has to be a fucking edgelord who makes a song saying Women are the enwords or the World.

Shut the fuck up.

Marylin Manson noted as such in his 1995 poem Irresponsible Hate Anthem

When you are suffering

Know that I have betrayed you

And all the children sing

We hate love

We love hate

(We hate love)

(We love hate)

(We hate love)

(We love hate)

verse

I am so all-american, I′d sell you suicide

I am totalitarian, I've got abortions in my eyes

I hate the hater

I′d rape the raper

I am the animal who will not be himself

chorus

Fuck it

Fuck it

Fuck it

Fuck it

verse

Hey victim, should I black your eyes again?

Hey victim, you were the one who put the stick in my hand

I am the ism, my hate's a prism

Let's just kill everyone and let your god sort them out

chorus

Fuck it

Fuck it

Fuck it

Fuck it

Everybody′s someone else′s reggin

I know you are so am I

I wasn't born with enough middle fingers

I don′t need to choose a side

verse

I better, better, better, better not say this

Better, better, better, better not tell

Better, better, better, better not say this

Better, better, better, better not tell

pre-chorus

I hate the hater

I'd rape the raper

I am the idiot who will not be himself

chorus

Fuck it

Fuck it

Fuck it

Fuck it

Everybody′s someone else's reggin

I know you are so am I

I wasn′t born with enough middle fingers

I don't need to choose a side

verse

America cannot see anything

America cannot see anything

America cannot see anything

History was written by winners

chorus

Fuck it

Fuck it

Fuck it

Fuck, fuck, fuck

Everybody's someone else′s nigger

I know you are so am I

I wasn′t born with enough middle fingers

I don't need to choose a side

Writer(s): Scott Mitchell Putesky, Brian Hugh Warner, Jeordie White, Stephen Bier Jr

Notice who is able to defeat the NEW WORLD? Notice how?

You can't be what you aren't. You can not be what you are supposed to be. You can miss the boat. You can't see you from the outside. It's really hard to get a grip.

In Genesis, when Moses was spitting it, the local scene was better than the mainstream tripe in Sodom. John the Baptist living in the wilderness type.

I don't know how many people go through it but I know I can name several of my peers when dating peers you'd be dissed or questioned as a 'This-lover" or 'that lover' though it seems within the norms of cross-pollinating in nature and part of the process of continuing the fire here on our dust mote in a sunbeam.

If pure-breeding also anticipates a problem or we all share a common ancestor it would seem natural that even the most stringent program would eventually overlap without producing a PICK OF THE LITTER OF LITTERS OF ALL before you regather a mixed multitude.

Resurrect the process.

Dietrich talks about the times when you would entertain an "angel' not knowing it and that could be the blessing but as God leaves, good leaves, Light leaves, Life leaves, and Love leaves, that you are more likely to encounter a demon instead of entertain an angel?

That is kinda how what he is saying could be sermonized for the secular.

Who do you want to entertain?

(I like the guy who takes the advocate position and says maybe entertaining the demons keeps them occupied and....right.) as if I don't think through each potential outcome and envision like a Samurai making peace with all other outcomes and deaths before picking up my folded boat oar and heading in to battle.