I rediscovered Facebook. I put a photo in there of me from yesterday and discovered that an anonymous angel is sending me tons of beautiful spiritual thoughts, verses, and scripture. I passed them along to the folks on there with me, and figure that will separate the wheat from the chaff, and I’ll have even fewer members in my congregation. Oh, well, Jesus wasn’t popular when he was alive, either, was he? If you are, and you are still alive, that is a sign of something. Usually not good. In looking through my Facebook pictures that I haven’t looked through in two years, I saw a picture of Ari posing with her boyfriend at Mom’s birthday party on the 4th. What was notable was that she told me on June 19, after my “hearing” that the party was on the 6th. I then had proof that she knew when it was and was lying to me. I called her while she was in her coffee and brunch church, the Vineyard. I asked her where the letter was exonerating me of the bogus charges of stalking her with a deadly weapon, or any physical abuse. She said I didn’t have it, because she had no intention of sending it to me. That’s about the only honest thing to come out of her mouth in four years. I told her that Bundy was going to take her down with him, and that nothing would make him happier than to see her perjure herself in court and end up in prison, along with her brother. That he didn’t love them, he never loved me, either; wasn’t capable of it. All he kept them around for was because he knew I cared about them and wanted to hurt them to hurt me. This is an excerpt from my book.
Posted on: Sun, 28 Jul 2013 17:07:11 +0000
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