What I am writing, is mainly for fellow Christians. Some of you will most likely want to off me, oh well, there is always a unhappy customer, I find. I haven’t tested this yet and WILL NOT, but I don’t think anyone could even come up and punch me in my face right now because of the energy that surrounds me, almost constantly. It will subside somewhat in the early morning hours and then kick back in.

I have to write and this isn’t from me.

It is through me.

It is my job to piece it together though.

For some reason, I can NOT be fooled. It makes my job easier.

If you look at a traditional depiction of Christ.

Always beautiful to me.

But also,

To me, almost always, the depiction is both masculine and feminine.

There is a reason for that.

Because it is true and yes I am crying.

Christ:

androgynous    (I know, tough to swallow but true)

 

I am a male and I am attracted to women (How it was designed)

When a male experiences the power of Christ, such as I am, you experience the female side of Christ. It is like nothing I have ever felt. For me, it is like being with the most beautiful women imaginable, but it is energy, pure energy, and without being vulgar, no clean up duty if you know what I am saying. (I have seen form twice, in my bedroom. The rest of the time, just pure energy)

Any fellow Christians who can relate, I need to hear from you please.

 

I have to walk and have some food.

Play smartly.

FOOTNOTE!

Fellow Christians that I know, and I mean KNOW.

I know that I was a badass growing up. (Don’t take what I am saying to be true)

 

You remember my brother. He wouldn’t lie to save his butt. He never did.

He was just here with my nephews, and the transformation of my Mother is basically flooring them.

She drank her whole life and had 20 years knocked off her. VIBRANT! ALIVE! NO CRAVING ALCOHOL! NOT ONE WITHDRAWL SYMTOM! (I WATCHED over her for the first 7 days)

And that isn’t counting what She did for me. Christ.

 

Deal with it. I can feel the hate!