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STEP ON THE GAS!

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Step on it …

It’s getting worse …

The street madness …

I was crossing the street in rural Utah, S’compton, not far from VERNAL. And it was 6 AM, no one on the road, except me crossing the street and this dude in a 4×4 about a half a mile away.

If I simply stood in the road and tripped, who knows – because this guy stepped on the gas. Despite the fact that the light had just turned red down the road, and there was plenty of light to see me, this dude WENT FASTER … changed lanes … hoping he could kill me.

This is where we’re at …

Playing pretend … : https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=6290

What ZH said about September 2022: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=6287

Not an anarchist: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=6284

MOON … : https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=6281

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Playing pretend …

So many bullshit stories, so many obvious lies ..

People LARP’ing their shit …

It’s why I assume all WWW personalities are more or less fake until I have solid proof: but I placate, I play pretend with them.

They play pretend, I play pretend, we play pretend.

(till the end)

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WOLF WOMEN of GRINKEN TOWN

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What’s happening? : BLUEHOST, SPOTIFY … and likely YouTube (again) … and the history going back to Sound Cloud in 2018 … or maybe go back to 2011, and my first blog.

A woman … : https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=6276

POOP CURE: https://www.zerohedge.com/medical/fda-approves-first-pill-containing-human-feces

ZH Headlines: HTTPS://ZEROHEDGE.COM

Boring Sports: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=6248

Wolf Women: https://planetarystatusreport.com/?p=6246

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A woman chant …

A woman is a QUICK TIME LOVER …

She wants your WHITE SLICK so that she can achieve next level powers …

Her boobs become power canons once she steals your MAN JUICE …

And she’ll leave you to die, at the disco, being butt raped by monkeys and cats.

HEGLON FOLK congregate in the BRONX, where the DARE DEVIL PRINCE cranberry choir boys dance naked for the town council.

YINGUS-REE says NYC is a FREE ZONE for total love-violence based on the Peaceful teachings of Pol Pot.

Scurgon dares to pull us home.

We shall roam, AS MEN.

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Boring sports …

“Sports would be more fun if players randomly left the field and started pounding on the spectators, hard.” – Dr. Freckles

I want to watch a professional baseball game where the players can just go off all half-cocked and assault the onlookers, and it’s just part of the deal …

You want to see that game? – you might get beaten real bad in front of your kids …

Think of all the sponsors …

I would arm all NBA players with glocks. There’d be this part of every game, maybe before the 4th period, where the players would just lay into each other, and the FANS … tearing shit up with GLOCK-19 hollow point rounds.

People would say … “shit Dan, that’s wrong …”

fuck

Can you imagine professional swimming?

The swimmers armed with spring loaded harpoon guns?

And it’s like:

fuck, I can go berzerk and maybe shoot my competitor from East S’compon High because I’m all crazy from the meth I smoked.

I think the women should be naked as they swim.

Think about professional bowling, where the competitors at some point just pick up a bowling ball and wail on some person watching, some random observer, beating their skull so bad that their brains spill out.

And the kiddies? – they’ll buy the videos and the comics and cocaine.

Wouldn’t it be GREAT to watch a football game and see the entire offensive line just RUN UP into the stands and start pouncing on shitty drunks screaming their cigarette lies to all the scrunglies?

See some giant offensive lineman just pin some schmuck up against the wall, yeah.

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Wolf Women of GRINKEN TOWN …

Sweaty and greasy – the wolf women will melt into each other, swimming in their stink juices and showing love protein the way.

This was always going to be HOT and STEAMY – burning with lice magic and monkey furniture.

There are 81 earthly tribe types, and of these 7 are the “primary races” of splendor.

When you live in SPLENDOR, all the strange weevil masters send emissaries of scare nighttime and murderous oil spasms.

ERGO: the “seepage” is the smell bad power anomalies bleeding into life.

The WOLF WOMEN await the sweaty grease times so that their nether regions might be moist in the love-power of total and complete kum-goo-ation and splurge / sploosh abeyance …

Kind nester-elves will ungunjoolate the milf-maidens of HIGH NATION POWER GOLD.

Hunting humans in the Grizzle Swamp near S’compton, Utah …

Running from greeley-monks and those nasty fire mimes that can’t stop shoving their stink in our faces.

Making plastique from home improvement store bargains, as our dogs feed on the bones of the dead pimps and crips.

Mexican legions are marching on your home town, looking for easy time Sally types to make love to in the honey bucket …

Your moms? – they flaunt their boovula before the scungous hordes and pretend they have the teeth of the wolf … but they don’t.

Wolf Women scream loudest.

They are the harbingers of some dark star traveling the universe in search of stone monkeys and the blood mountains of the lost cop herders. They feed on the Sargasso Sea urchins and dying mangroves as the Yurgin-Sharks feed on the babies from the Planned Parenthood abortion factory outside Virginia Beach.

CHIEFTAIN TOMM told the 8 female consorts that he had “no time for their bullshit”, but the wolf women came for him, that very night, and tore off his junk and fed him his own shit …

Johnny Boy, the HIP HOP KING, treated his girls like trash, so the wolf women came to his home and tossed him in the dumpster, piece by piece, chunk by torn chunk, all from the wood chipper slurry …

And you question their coming?

Where they are from?

ARE THEY BITCHES?

THEY ARE WOLF WOMEN … bitches all.

HELLO TORGG-MINER SUPREME … I saw your glowing eyes burning holes in the sky as the 99 alien races approached and the plumes from their fusion drives could be seen burning in the pitch black … Sure, you can eat your “Quaker Oats”, but it’s filled with asbestos and old dead politicians …

Inglobate …

To create some kind of globe out of the muck of existence, where gravitation pinches your ass cheeks and makes you pucker up real good …

QUADRANT-44 is now complete. All the hefton-types and their nasty wives and mean children can move into their pod-zones. The refrigerators are filled with mink-wax and old stale beer, and the cupboards have chili and whiskey and bleach. Your kids will go to school and be taught how to unlearn and their children will learn how to hunt protein in the garden of death.

I left TURLEY with his mom near the diner across from the church they burnt down 6 weeks ago. I couldn’t help but think “his MOM is a WOLF WOMAN”, strutting about all saucy and greasy and covering herself in kelp-paste and erstwhile duck pudding …

Sure, I made love to your mom … down by the river, not far from where they murdered those nasty priests a few years ago … I touched her and she felt my male cane strength. Scum dealers, paid in rubies and emeralds, never had so much flesh pleasure, as her tummy shook and her insides filled with bile.

“THESE ARE THE WOLF WOMEN OF GRINKEN TOWN!”, that bishop exclaimed to those dusty followers of the old faith. They have been sojourning in the desert for 80 years and no longer feel or touch or smell.

They are LOST to God and man …

They dwell in the nightmares of Chad.

Wolf women, in search of a homeland.

Wolf women in search of their FEAR.

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WORK for the LORD!

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Exodus 5: 1-23

Ecclesiastes 5: 18-20

Ecclesiastes 9: 10

Proverbs 14: 23

Prayer for Guidance in our Daily Labors:

Lord in Heaven,

Who gave his only Son to save the World,

Our daily work can be hard, boring, dangerous, unsatisfying and unfulfilling.

We seek Your wisdom, Jesus, and the assistance of the Holy Spirit,

For times when we feeling like giving up,

For times when we should have the courage to say NO,

For times when we need to endure, for our families, for those we love,

Dear Jesus, we seek the guidance of Your Holy Spirit, at those times, to work.

Our jobs might seem easy to some,

Our jobs might seem wrong to others,

We might suffer the ire of our neighbors,

But for those we love, we often have to endure, and know WHERE the line is.

Help us God to endure in our Earthly labor.

Help us Dear Jesus to know WHERE the line is.

In Your Name, Jesus Christ, we serve.

AMEN

Matthew 10: 35-38

Luke 12: 13-21

John 6: 1-15

Colossians 3: 23-25

Discussion:

a) I use NIV, I’m not always sure that’s right – I’m also not certain, beyond basic discipleship, where this “virtual church” is headed.

b) I think I have a plan to find a job – and it coincides with my arm, left arm, getting 70% back to normal.

c) I think I understand how I’m going to go forward, for now, because of a good friend of mine in Seattle.

d) I also need to remember, we need to remember, as Christians, there are lines we cannot cross for the sake of our Savior Jesus Christ – we need to be cognizant of these lines, and know what we will do near to, at, and after. The Lord wants us to have a plan.

  1. working under harsh taskmasters, will the Lord look out for his people?
  2. Take joy in this life, and the work you do, for the Lord wishes you to be happy and prosperous.
  3. Work in this world while you can, for none of this will be once you pass.
  4. Do, do not simply talk about doing.
  5. Take up the work of Jesus, even if this means your own family is at odds.
  6. Work is more than piling wealth, all of our work goes to dust – so remember this.
  7. If you are honest and true, your work will be rewarded many times over.
  8. Work in this life as if you are working for the Lord.

Lines, duties, Love, and Jesus … this is the path to work.

If we sacrifice our connection to God for our job, then we are giving up eternal life and love and joy for something that will pass soon enough.

If we sacrifice our neighbors so that we can make more money, we will need to ask ourselves, as Jesus might, are these homeless, lost, orphaned and strange people not my children as well?

If we sacrifice our freedom for payouts and promotions and for the STATE, then are we not doing as they did in old times, building earthly towers in honor of Satan and nothing?

Stuff to think about, on your way to work.

Moment of meditation for our daily work:

Lord’s Prayer

Go forth and have a great week, month, year …

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JOOG MINES: untold pain

The ZIGDON-TRIBES are upset about sklovik-protein illness and blood fumes …

The ZEEG harvest is low, and the water is polluted with skreevous juices and old dead hookers …

We must organize VROOG-THUMPERS … they will wander the streets, covered in used tire rubber and armed with lead pipes and casket-knives …

We have to motivate the DRYG teams, and send them deep into WALL STREET to achieve totalistic racial powers against the emperor of PYOTO!

Deep in the JOOG MINES the stray virgin gunners were readying their pill boxes, Terrence of Borthrania was headed to the front with reinforcements and metal shavings and pizza …

Heg-Setter and weird Danish princes were wandering the JOOG CAVES, looking for disk-milk and dog-soup. Horrible mute carny gypsies collected their gold from the old bearded clam, Jessie, and left behind 8 pennies of sewage.

Tizzy, the sky demon, rode her vodka-camel to Old Tingly Joe’s Mexican Style Belgium BBQ outlet … she grabbed a sklaag-sandwich and hairdo tuna. Her attendants wore sequince mini skirts and carried baggies of meth mixed with lighter fluid. A gentle wind blew through the alleyway east of 33rd Street, and the mad dirt artists were congregating near the wharf.

TEGGER mine rats chased the scarlet wastrels down the tunnel, towards the light … Gypsum monkey children look for discarded whale fat near the opening, as the yugon-snakes feed on dead babies … not far from the abortion clinic dumpster.

  1. Cathedral wench princess heads EAST to Maryland.
  2. Terry, the wheeler, hears voices in the north.
  3. Cartridge faeries are handing out 5.56 to children in school.
  4. Ghost passengers ride the train towards sunset.
  5. Scores of frost-maidens sharpen their wolf axes and build battlements to defend against the troll army of Mordechai.
  6. “Cancel the farmers market … it’s over … the dead are strewn about …” – Gendiz Frygh