I was in a conversation with a young lady. She was confused questioning her faith. As a Father to His Daughter’s around the world;
The Goddamn church teaches the woman that it is her fault that she brought sin into the world. If it were not for her we wouldn’t have this problem. You hear it all the time if she would have only closed her legs she would not get pregnant and the list goes on and on. I can say goddamn because that is not my Fathers name.
Not only do men rape and beat the woman as a child then the goddamn church tells the woman it is their fault. They teach the same thing in my town. Christianity and Islam are good at this they lie to the woman them beat the hell out of them. Then because of that they walk around feeling guilty and dirty inside. I know and I have walked in their shoes. I have been their and done that. I felt guilty and ashamed for 25 yrs because of the damn church did not care about me.
I will never slap a women but I sure as hell will slap a man and tell him so. I was invited to a local men’s breakfast with a local church a couple of months ago. You had the Pastor in their the Associate Pastor and all the grown idiots eating breakfast. The subject came around to when sin entered the world? Well they all said the Woman did it. I stood up and told all of them they were full of shit. They have destroyed more woman with that lie. All that happened they kick me out. Well they were not the first one to kick me. If your feeling guilty is because the church has lied to you. I will not lie to you I know exactly what I am saying.
Your worship God spelt backwards is Dog. That is not a coincidence. My Father who created me will show his hand in time on the heads the rich men of the altars.
Frankly it pisses me off. Your God tells you not to Judge you better walk back into the Old Testament by yourself away from the altars of men.
Ancient Hebrew Alphabet: 2500 BC.
In case you forgot here is a picture of my Father;
Here is a picture of me;
Ron died along time ago in another world. He calls me a Son now.
No one knows where I am buried it is gone from memory
My name is not GOD, LORD, JESUS, and I sure is as Heck not from Texas.
IAM sent me to You
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