A fine day to celebrate!
Mar 28, 2017 6:49:22 GMT -5
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Post by The Anarchist on Mar 28, 2017 6:49:22 GMT -5
REJOICE!
Brothers and Sisters --- and friends, alike.
Today is a good day to be alive! Wherever you may be in the world, do you not feel that sort of belonging when you wake? That sense that everything around you is beautiful? Count your blessings and be thankful.
Be thankful that I am still YOUR International Champion!
God had a plan and he told me…
Well, that should be kept confidential for now. But his wisdom guides my crusade. No, OUR crusade, my faithful. OUR crusade to weed out the sinners. Those filthy, unpure souls who cannot be saved. Who don’t want to be saved. Who enjoy living their life of deceit. Of debauchery. Of unholy intent.
Now, brothers and sisters, I want to remind you of the gospel I preached to you, which you received and on which you have taken your stand. By this gospel you are saved, if you hold firmly to the word I preached to you. Otherwise, you have believed in vain.
First Corinthians, Chapter Fifteen, Verse One and Two
By this gospel you are saved. Isn’t that a wonderful offer to those who are lost? Or have lost? Well. We’ll get to that part of today’s lesson soon enough. Let’s focus on the last two words of that scripture.
In vain.
That is defined as “without success or a result.”
As you all saw at Mass Destruction (we’ll also return to this point), there was a clear result. So let’s remove that from this talking point, friends. Oh—lookie here!
Without success.
That applies to you, Kelli. I’m sorry. KELISKA! KELISKA STARONOVA! Kelli Starr entered as a challenger. Kelli Starr...entered...as a challenger. To MY title. In MY church. Against MY word! The sinners of your outside world, your realm of balance, should all remember that I offered you an out. I gave you the same chance that someone else gladly accepted. I gave you the chance that I offered my followers when their lives were in dire straits.
This is where “without success” applies to me, because you rejected it. No problem. But what you also did was draw the ire of God in the process! Did my warning not register in that candy coated brain of yours? Do you like being the enemy?!
I’m sorry. I’m losing my composure. There was a part of my former self that respected you, Keliska. Imagine that. But that is anything but true now. Pity would be more accurate. You left Mass Destruction WITHOUT SUCCESS. And those two words will also apply at Trauma. But we’ll come back to this, brothers and sisters.
Fear not, for I am with you; be not, dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.
Isaiah, Chapter Forty-One, Verse Ten
Did we bring enough “Mass Destruction” to the show for everyone?
You can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make it drink. But I can make one drown in their own blood. Right, Andrew D? If there is anyone to blame for what befell the beloved Andrew, it would be Keliska. When I found out that our showdown was going to have a third party, I guess you could say things needed balance. To show that there are no hard feelings, I’m proposing to have a collection plate passed around at Trauma so that the GOOD FAITHFUL can donate to his hospital bill. Or is that retirement fund? Hm. I guess it really doesn’t matter. You know what happens to a horse when they suffer an injury after all.
You could also deduce I brought the WAR to Warwyk and knocked the so-called “crazy” out of Tyrone Smith. Or perhaps we should assign blame over to the outgoing President? Yes. Let’s do that instead, friends. Just play the tape and listen to his words again.
Eira and Whitey Ford can hole up in the State of Maine and contemplate during a blizzard what my next order is going to be. Your secret society, Eira, is best off telling ghost stories around the campfire than to even attempt taking a step in my direction. I can assure you that a time will come when we will no longer be content watching from the stage; Consider that your only warning. It really doesn’t need to lead to your demise.
And this leads me back to the points I said would be returned to. You see, brothers and sisters? I always keep my word! Speaking of that…
The Lord will rescue me from every evil attack and will bring me safely to his heavenly kingdom. To him be glory for ever and ever. Amen.
Second Timothy, Chapter Four, Verse Eighteen
Some of you may be asking yourselves, “Seromine. Why three passages today? What does it all mean?!”
The answer is already in your heart. Already in your soul. Already in your prayer.
God had a plan and he told me…
SAVE HIM!
SAVE HIM FROM LOSS!
SAVE HIM FROM RUIN!
SAVE HIM FROM HIMSELF!
So I did.
His plan! his HOLY WORD to me! Was to save a lost soul in grave need of being saved.
I saved Richard Majors.
The barbs I offered previously weren’t of malice. I said what I said to RIP OUT THE PAIN!! He needed not to suffer a second more for the sins of his past. All he had to do was reach out and ask for Salvation…
And he did.
I SAVED HIM!
I. Saved. Him.
God always has a plan for us, my faithful.
At Trauma, Richard and I are going to beat the DEVIL out of Keliska Starr and Nathaniel Saniti in deliverance of such. Hatpins. Harvesters. Magic. Smoke and mirrors can’t save either of you.
...I wonder if she knows that he’s the reason why bad things happen to her. Like being inside that cold, dark, coffin.
Alone and frightened.
Like he was the night of being crucified...
While waiting to be burned.
Praise Seromine.
Praise the Lord.
Brothers and Sisters --- and friends, alike.
Today is a good day to be alive! Wherever you may be in the world, do you not feel that sort of belonging when you wake? That sense that everything around you is beautiful? Count your blessings and be thankful.
Be thankful that I am still YOUR International Champion!
God had a plan and he told me…
Well, that should be kept confidential for now. But his wisdom guides my crusade. No, OUR crusade, my faithful. OUR crusade to weed out the sinners. Those filthy, unpure souls who cannot be saved. Who don’t want to be saved. Who enjoy living their life of deceit. Of debauchery. Of unholy intent.
Now, brothers and sisters, I want to remind you of the gospel I preached to you, which you received and on which you have taken your stand. By this gospel you are saved, if you hold firmly to the word I preached to you. Otherwise, you have believed in vain.
First Corinthians, Chapter Fifteen, Verse One and Two
By this gospel you are saved. Isn’t that a wonderful offer to those who are lost? Or have lost? Well. We’ll get to that part of today’s lesson soon enough. Let’s focus on the last two words of that scripture.
In vain.
That is defined as “without success or a result.”
As you all saw at Mass Destruction (we’ll also return to this point), there was a clear result. So let’s remove that from this talking point, friends. Oh—lookie here!
Without success.
That applies to you, Kelli. I’m sorry. KELISKA! KELISKA STARONOVA! Kelli Starr entered as a challenger. Kelli Starr...entered...as a challenger. To MY title. In MY church. Against MY word! The sinners of your outside world, your realm of balance, should all remember that I offered you an out. I gave you the same chance that someone else gladly accepted. I gave you the chance that I offered my followers when their lives were in dire straits.
This is where “without success” applies to me, because you rejected it. No problem. But what you also did was draw the ire of God in the process! Did my warning not register in that candy coated brain of yours? Do you like being the enemy?!
I’m sorry. I’m losing my composure. There was a part of my former self that respected you, Keliska. Imagine that. But that is anything but true now. Pity would be more accurate. You left Mass Destruction WITHOUT SUCCESS. And those two words will also apply at Trauma. But we’ll come back to this, brothers and sisters.
Fear not, for I am with you; be not, dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.
Isaiah, Chapter Forty-One, Verse Ten
Did we bring enough “Mass Destruction” to the show for everyone?
You can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make it drink. But I can make one drown in their own blood. Right, Andrew D? If there is anyone to blame for what befell the beloved Andrew, it would be Keliska. When I found out that our showdown was going to have a third party, I guess you could say things needed balance. To show that there are no hard feelings, I’m proposing to have a collection plate passed around at Trauma so that the GOOD FAITHFUL can donate to his hospital bill. Or is that retirement fund? Hm. I guess it really doesn’t matter. You know what happens to a horse when they suffer an injury after all.
You could also deduce I brought the WAR to Warwyk and knocked the so-called “crazy” out of Tyrone Smith. Or perhaps we should assign blame over to the outgoing President? Yes. Let’s do that instead, friends. Just play the tape and listen to his words again.
Eira and Whitey Ford can hole up in the State of Maine and contemplate during a blizzard what my next order is going to be. Your secret society, Eira, is best off telling ghost stories around the campfire than to even attempt taking a step in my direction. I can assure you that a time will come when we will no longer be content watching from the stage; Consider that your only warning. It really doesn’t need to lead to your demise.
And this leads me back to the points I said would be returned to. You see, brothers and sisters? I always keep my word! Speaking of that…
The Lord will rescue me from every evil attack and will bring me safely to his heavenly kingdom. To him be glory for ever and ever. Amen.
Second Timothy, Chapter Four, Verse Eighteen
Some of you may be asking yourselves, “Seromine. Why three passages today? What does it all mean?!”
The answer is already in your heart. Already in your soul. Already in your prayer.
God had a plan and he told me…
SAVE HIM!
SAVE HIM FROM LOSS!
SAVE HIM FROM RUIN!
SAVE HIM FROM HIMSELF!
So I did.
His plan! his HOLY WORD to me! Was to save a lost soul in grave need of being saved.
I saved Richard Majors.
The barbs I offered previously weren’t of malice. I said what I said to RIP OUT THE PAIN!! He needed not to suffer a second more for the sins of his past. All he had to do was reach out and ask for Salvation…
And he did.
I SAVED HIM!
I. Saved. Him.
God always has a plan for us, my faithful.
At Trauma, Richard and I are going to beat the DEVIL out of Keliska Starr and Nathaniel Saniti in deliverance of such. Hatpins. Harvesters. Magic. Smoke and mirrors can’t save either of you.
...I wonder if she knows that he’s the reason why bad things happen to her. Like being inside that cold, dark, coffin.
Alone and frightened.
Like he was the night of being crucified...
While waiting to be burned.
Praise Seromine.
Praise the Lord.