Stephane Pautrot

Allez-y, bande d'enculés, continuez de me chier sur la gueule pour tout remerciement de l'aide que je vous propose et continuez de vous raconter que vous êtes tellement importants que c'est vous qui allez choisir à quel putain de prix et par quel putain de chemin vous allez racheter la merde immonde et puante qui vous sert d'âme !

Since I won't be able to help any of you unless at least one of you steps up to the plate rather than keeping whining you don't like grated carrots – too bad you have to eat some to shine as much as you think you deserve... – which is all the more of a concern that it has been going on for seven years, I hope you will trust archangel Gabriel when he tells you those bastards are doing everything they can to scare you but they won't kill you if you come and see me to request my help to redeem your soul, which he will by giving the most deserving of the applicants a pair of divine gloves.

If each and every one of you'd rather keep wallowing in big bucks and privileges than approach filthy monkey me, I will turn my back on all of you all the more that I used to feel some gratitude from you for the help I was – and I am still – offering you and I don't feel any kind of appreciation any more... and I am not talking about hypocritical smiles but about genuine, heartfelt, appreciation.

I've been beaked on way too much already – to the point that, after being harassed daily from morning to evening and from evening to morning, after being deprived of three CPAP machines in a row, which ended up compelling me to sleep with an untreated severe sleep apnea syndrome, and after being woken up up to eight times a night and many many many other things over 4+ years, some sort of large and thick mineral substance grew overnight on the inside of my teeth and I only managed to remove part of it, which caused me to spit almost pure blood – for ungrateful people who only care about themselves and who only smile at me to better use me... which is all the more stupid that I am not going to help any of you if no one helps me help them plus help the others!

Don't you pretend you don't know when to show up and don't you show up without your divine gloves – exclusively offered to you by archangel Gabriel, which I will be able to know – which would mean you are only trying to F me in the A, because ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!

And, by the way, don't you entitled jealous pisses of sh*t forget the only reason I am in a position to help you is because I refused to kill someone when I was 13, which got me to have my wisdom teeth extracted after being paralyzed but not anesthetized so, rather than looking down on me with that giant sequoia in your filthy eye and while pretending otherwise, why don't you show you deserve to be helped?

Edit, about three hours later: since, despite what I posted above – and as always... ‐ that beetch keeps begging for more by, as they just did for the beellionth time, playing with my computer's mouse, keyboard and fan plus by playing with my Internet connection plus by making my AC whirr loudly at the exact same time I wipe myself in the loo, let me tell you something: by the very law of Lu's Mikado chocolate biscuits, no cat should be treated like a dog; this means all cats treated like dogs should be undogged.

Also as another thank you to stupid stubborn entitled morons who will only thank me for the help I am offering them by shitting all over me and who are so good at licking their own butt, you can shove that pair of divine gloves up your stupid stubborn entitled cat butts.

In case you stupid stubborn entitled moronic cats don't understand the implication of what I said (which is only on top of Lu's biscuit for graphic reasons and has no particular meaning since I respect fish-free biscuits more than you do) which I don't expect stupid stubborn entitled morons to do, send me your dogs or GTH, the choice is yours, you stupid stubborn entitled morons.

And yes, I know what redundant means in British, thank you, but nothin' will ever be redundant enough for stupid stubborn entitled morons like you, stupidity never being to blame... except when it pertains to stupid stubborn entitled morons who think they are soooo superior.

Edit, the next day (10 August 2026): that beetch you are stupid enough as to keep calling one of yours keeps hurting me PHYISCALLY. After poking my eyes with her lil' beam toy, she repeatedly made my left calf hurt when I was coming down the stairs for five or six days and, today, that beetch again hurt my left calf plus my two thighs. As stupidestest as you have proven to be, I hope you understand the left calf is a reference to Maharishi saying someone who is awakened's physiology is different, so much so that their muscles are extremely soft. As matter of fact, without explaining why, I used to show friends how soft my left calf is. Coming down the stairs? You get that? No need to explain?

This morning, as soon as I understood why my left calf kept hurting plus why it only hurt when I got down the stairs, that beetch who reads my mind stopped hurting my left calf, which got better for a while but, since I said nothing, that beetch hurt my left calf again during my afternoon nap and, to make it seem like they didn't do anything wrong – e.g. to better F in the A the stupidestest morons stupid enough as to keep giving that beetch their implicite blessing to hurt me – she also hurt my two thighs, the place where I suggest people who receive the divine gloves place those gloves while seating. Even though they are not yours, these symbols that beetch uses are simple enough for you, stupidestest morons?

Since I have been suggesting you rid me of that beetch for 2+ years and she is yet still not only on my back but, worse, hurting me more and more physically, if those of you who are on the fence want a chance at receiving my help, they will kick that beetch out to make sure she cannot beak on me any more, let alone physically hurt me. Also, when you free the cats you treated like dogs even though you had no right to do so, you will pay them half of the benefits you made thanks to them. HALF OF IT. Stupidestest as you are, you understand you are not that important that you get to decide the path via which and the price at which you are going to redeem the reeking filth you have for a soul, right? So I suggest you don't make any accountancy mistake. The worst part is that I am not even that harsh on you, not even a hundredth of what that beetch you keep calling one of yours is harsh on me!

Well, that beetch is now hurting me above the right shoulder blade while I am writing this so, you see, really, I am not even that harsh on you, not even a hundredth of what that beetch you keep calling one of yours is harsh on me!

I kindly suggest you don't wait too long before finding it in you to at last do as I say because I am not growing any younger and, if it weren't for those of them who have been treated like dogs, only the few cats who will be on top of their respective queue – e.g. after all dogs had a chance to benefit from my services – will avoid going to Hell. Since freeing your cats treated as dogs is prioritaire, cats who will free their cats first will be first in the queue. If – and only if – you don't have the liquidity to immediately pay them the amount you owe them, you may give them part of what you owe them and give them the rest later, for example after selling some estate.

Edit, minutes later: can you believe that beetch begged for more by making my AC whir loudly while I was shaking the snake in the loo? Well, this is how stupid and stubborn that beetch is! As much as I don't care if beetches watch me take a piss or a dump, I am going to teach you respect and gratitude, you stupid stubborn bastards who don't even have any for the master you pretend to be serving – and whom I respect more (I said "respect", not "serve") than any of you does! As a consequence, to be on top of cat's queue, you will, upon freeing the cats you treated as dogs, give them my last brochure – dated 8 August 2026 – after making sure a professional translated it as best as they could into your cat's mother tongue.

Edit, the nextestest day (11 August 2026):

There! I am teaching everyone, which is what, unless they keep changing the rules, that beetch wanted me to do. I am not teaching the same thing to everyone but I am teaching everyone so that beetch must let go of me and I must be allowed to teach. I know I am right because, when I clearly stated this mentally last night – as opposed to having a stealth mere idea – that beetch was afraid. This is how perceptive I am and this is how that allegedly impassive, really extremely dullestest, beetch, is.

Actually, Maharishi taught us the more spiritually advanced someone is, the more perceptive they are. Stupidestest dullestest morons who pride themselves with not feeling anything while cutting a baby to pieces – the peak of their miserable existences during which they can do no better than pretending to laugh, this is how happiestest and mellowestest those stupidestest morons are – may have enjoyable experiences but they are nowhere near born a second time, which is not an experience, not even the deepest experience ever, but a dramatic inner transformation.

(Here, right here, that beetch thinks protesting by playing over and over with my mouse is the smart thing to do; this is how stupidestest that stupidestest moron is! Those stupidtestest morons place their sense of spiritual advancement in having – wealth, technology, power... – rather than being when even a moderately smart seven year old knows "To be or not to be" is the million dolor question. This is how stupidestest those stupidestest morons are... and the worst part is that, while being convinced they are so infinitely wisestest and humblestest, really so infinitely wisestest and humblestest, those stupidestest morons can't keep their stupidestest apple pie hole shut even when they have nothing to say but "I am the smartestest spiritualestest ever" again and again.)

(Here, exactly here when I am re-reading out loud, that beetch is stupidestest enough as to play with my mouse again! Those stupidestest morons just won't let go of claiming their filthy lil' power makes them so superiorestest and spiritualestest! Well, smartestest as they think they are, those stupidestest morons who, after their stupid wealth and power, care for nothing as much as they care for their stupid reputation – so much for being totally deprived of any kind of ego! (and by the way, Maharishi taught us no one, not even the grandest master ever, can remain in incarnation without a faint trace of ego, called "leshavidya" in Sanskrit) – have no idea how ridiculousestest they are!)

The worst part is that if those stupidestest morons stopped doing their "all natural" drug – "all natural" (well as natural as being so constipated one never takes a dump and claims this proves how purestest they are, which will only work until they explode and show how full of shit they really are...) but still a stupid drug that gives a stupid experience – they would lose the experience, which they could have again by doing their stupid drug again, and so on and so on, which means if they went through that experiment often enough, they could, according to their stupidestest standard, be born again hundreds of times. Well, not sorry to break it to you but one can only be born again once; that is a proven fact, as opposed to feeling the only thing those stupidestest morons ever felt – temporary relief from aknowledging how, while wallowing in wealth and privileges plus being able to basically have anythin they want, not being able to bear their miserable existence without doing drugs (no offense to addicts who, as opposed to those stupidestest morons do not claim they are smartestest and spiritualestest for doing drugs) – and calling that a proof. That's right, this is how purely logic those stupidestest halfwits really are!

Well, since those morons like to show how big their half brain is, here's a fun fact: the Sunna says those stupidestest morons' king is prisoner of an Island. Thats right! Among so many stupidestest of those stupidestest morons' claims, they boast they can walk on water yet they are so afraid of the faintest drop of water that even their king is stuck on an island!

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Second edit, 11 August 2026: after repeatedly using their stupid lil' toy to poke my eyes, sometimes on the surface, causing irritation, sometimes deeper, causing pain, that stupid stubborn bastard just poked my eye yet again. As a consequence, upon freeing them, cats who treated cats like dogs and who want a chance at being redeemed by my intercession will pay their cats 60% of the total amount they made thanks to them. Since you stupid bastards don't care about showing the faintest respect for the master you pretend to serve, let's see how blood ties really sacred are to you when your bloody money is at stake.

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Third edit, 11 August 2026, about ten or eleven hours later: since that beetch a bunch of blind, deaf and dumb cats are stupid enough to keep calling one of their own is begging for more – and, among a couple other things, poked my eye again – cats who will, to take their place in the queue to receive my help, free the cats they treated as dogs, will tell them I am not as mean as they pretended I am, they will tell them I can teach them how to enjoy fresh water as much as Irish Coffee (John 4:14; John 4:14), they will send them to me on the next first Saturday of the month and they will instruct them to wait for me in front of my gate a 3:29pm.

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Edit, 12 August 2026: since, even though I have been saying it to them for 2+ years, a bunch of stupid stubborn morons just won't get the beetch they are stupid enough as to keep considering as one of them will NEVER stop hurting me – which that beetch just did yet again, just because I helped someone WHO REQUESTED IT, giving me yet another proof that beetch can read my mind since they didn't hurt me when I did a session for that poor man in pain but hours later, when I thought about it (yes, I can do a session for someone in a stealth way you can't know of, you stupid stubborn morons!) – unless those stupid stubborn morons MAKE that beetch stop rather than requesting them to stop and to be stupid as to keep dreaming that beetch is, at last, because blood ties are so sacred to them, going to behave after 2+ years while I am the one paying for those stupid stubborn's morons stupidity who still think they are soooo important they are the one who are going to decide the path via which and the price at which they will redeem the reeking filth they have for a soul, that will be 80 fucking percent. That's right, 80% fucking percent, this is what you get for basically telling me, yet again, filthy monkey me is not going to tell you, who keep thinking so highly of yoursselves, the path via which and the price at which you are going to redeem the reeking filth you have for a soul and if you already spent too much, good for you, stupid stubborn morons, sell your estate, buy yourselves a trailer and work to make some money, yes work, rather than keeping claiming you are so supremely enlightened you would be happy in any circumstance... or go to Hell for all I care! I am going to show you if you can, for 2+ years, shit on me over and over and over and I owe it to you to help you all the same!

And, by the way, happy full solar eclipe day, you stupid stubborn morons.

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Edit, 12 August 2026, 7am, Paris time: I told you like three years ago your very master said I should be allowed to teach plus I told you months ago your very master said that beetch should be kicked out so, if that beetch is still part of your stupid club tonight at midnight, Paris time, cats who treated cats as dogs can all go to Hell for all I care. You don't seem to get it, you stupid stubborn disobedient bastards, but ENOUGH IS ENOUGH so chop, chop, you stupid stubborn disobedient morons!

And by the way, since you like knowledge so much, a full solar eclipse is a time when the feminine energy, represented by the moon, overpowers the masculine energy, represented by the sun, which is otherwise largely predominant. None of your stupid mediums and astrologers told you that, huh? Yet you still give more credit to any member of your stupid club than to filthy monkey me, huh? Même pour des tarés congénitaux, c'est ahurissant d'être con à ce point-là !

Now, the question is: are you going to seize the opportunity or are you going to keep wankching like the stupid stubborn disobedient morons that you are and are you really stupid enough as to keep being convinced your master will be so much better to you than filthy monkey me that he will reward you for shitting on him over and over and over? Même pour des tarés congénitaux, c'est ahurissant d'être con à ce point-là !

Edit, 13 August 2026, 8:30am: That full solar eclipse indeed did wonders! Sea for yourself: all those who can reach the top shelf without tiptoeing are going down except for one, and only one, who will have the opportunity to go up. Since those stupidestest morons have proven to have a pretty hard time understanding pretty simple things, I guess I have to clarify no tall-toll one goes up unless they spit fire that does no burn at my ugly face. All previous offers are off the table. This is what nutty catdoggers get for keeping not taking filthy nutless nuts me seriously and this is what those who think not catdogging and wanktching counts as being good.

Second edit, 13 August 2026 (9am): Since that beetch is stupid enough as to keeping insisting the only way for me to get what I want is to lick her stupid stubborn arrogant entitled honorless wordless mean butt, even though I told her a billion time I will be glad to help those who want and who deserve to be helped but I want nothing and I'd rather die than lick her stupid stubborn arrogant entitled honorless wordless mean butt, here is the reason, given to me this morning by one of his crumbs, why the chief biscuit hasn't killed that beetch yet: because another beetch would take over and nothing would change.

Once that beetch has been replaced – which will require applying face to face and being agreed upon – by someone who is a lil' less stupid and stubborn and arrogant and entitled and who, besides being convinced they are sooooo good, does have a real keen sense of survival or after those who are stupid enough as to keeping wanktching will have kept wanktching for long enough and I at last take a well deserved retirement, that beetch will die and those who, while being convinced they are sooooo smartestest and sooooo superiorestest will see if they are going to have the time of their sooooo looooong perfectestest life, be it, according to their stupid beliefs, as a reward for, even if passively, shitting on the chief biscuit, who allows them to offer a poisoned crumb to the hungry but not to try to force feed any fucking poisoned crumb to anyone, or for being convinced wanktching evil counts as being part of the good ones even though daddy was not as nice as he was supposed to be!

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Third edit, 13 August 2026 (12:42pm): Since this has been going on for 4+ years and, in the name of those who are stupid enough as to keep siding with her, that beetch yet again begged for more, which means a bunch of stupidestest morons who think they are sooooo smartestest even though they still haven't understood something a seven year old with Down syndrome would have understood in 3 days, let me clarify this: having the opportunity no to go down implies letting go of their stupidestest arrogantestest entitledestest little dream they are sooooo perfectestest just for showing they can do the tiniestest possible amount of good while, among many other things, letting hoards of human beings not only be treated but considered like dogs and letting 9 million people die of hunger and its consequences EACH YEAR ‐ who is stupid enough as to call that being good, really? – I am going to let them put a leash around my neck, demand I lick their stupidestest arrogantestest entitledestest cutestest little butt and walk me to wherever it is they think they are entitled to be welcome with open arms for being sooooo good.

Since they have proven to be sooooo stupidestest for sooooo long and ENOUGH IS ENOUGH, I'll rephrase the above clarification in simple as possible words: one person may (MAY doens't mean is entitled to) choose me – not the over way around, how many million times and on what tone will I have to say this until you get it, you stupidestest arrogantestest entitledestest beetches? – and, IF THEY ARE APPROVED OF, and they keep doing the right thing, they will go up rather than down.

Now, since you are stupidestest enough as to keep siding with that beetch despite how she treated me for 4+ years, as a reward for letting that beetch you call one of your own treat filthy monkey me the way she did, here is my gift – on which you can reflect on and, hopefully, show a little more brains during the next creation, e.g. in billions and billions of years according to the Veda, have fun in between, you stupidestest arrogantestest entitledestest beetches: God knows how many of you could have done the right thing and gone up but, by your very request, only one of you MAY still go up rather than down. How come some of you, in addition to remaining convinced they are so smartestest and perfestest, are stupid enough as to still think of themselves as good? You are as good a plague virus who would kill millions in ten days instead of nine, you stupidestest arrogantestest entitledestest beetches! I hope, for their own sake, one of you will have what it takes to look at themselves in a real mirror for a change.

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Fourth edit, 13 August 2026 (5:35pm): Since that beetch, with your bloody blessing, you stupidestest arrogantestest entitledestest viruses, thinks she can pick on me while I'm trying to rest, let me remind you stupidestest arrogantestest entitledestest viruses who think you are sooooo smartestest and sooooo perfectestest are the very reason why the Creator is going to destroy this planet and start a New Earth (Revelation 21:1) where incorruptible human beings can enjoy life without you stupidestest arrogantestest entitledestest viruses who think you are sooooo smartestest and sooooo perfectestest on their backs yet you were offered a chance to be part of that New Earth but you were stupid and arrogant enough as to think you were going to be smarter and more powerful than the Creator and you were going to compel the one They sent to help you redeem the reeking filthy you have for a soul to give you a ticket to the New Earth – which means, deep down, you know damn well you are nowhere near deserving that ticket – while keeping considering him like a mere monkey compared to how sooooo smartestest and sooooo perfectestest you are!

Now, is each and every of you going to be that stupidestest and arrogantestest that not a single one of you will know better than trying to be smarter and more powerful than the Creator? C'est ahurissant d'être con à ce point-là! Même pour des tarés congénitaux, c'est ahurissant d'être con à ce point-là !

(Here, that bitch you are stupid enough as to keep calling a sister yet again plays with my mouse, compelling me to click three times to get a result just because she promised she would compell me to lick her filthy butt and save your stupid butts, you stupidestest arrogantestest entitledestest viruses!)

Since you don't seem to get that either, even though I already said it a long time ago, let me repeat this: each and every day that goes by when you boast about being sooooo good even though you do nothing better than a plague virus which kills millions in ten days rather than nine is on YOU, each and and every day I cannot do what I was sent to do is on YOU, it is one day more of suffering which wasn't alleviated because of YOU and it is one day less for YOU to compensate for the evil which was done because of YOU before this planet is destroyed. So come on take your time, you'll see how sooooo skilled you are at survival and shining and wallowing in insane wealth and privileges you keep thinking you deserved just for being born in the right place, e.g. for being "chosen", even though I told you several times you were not chosen, you are being tested and each and every one of you failed miserably, you stupidestest arrogantestest entitledestest viruses, those of you who are stupid enough as to be convinced they are good being the most despicable!

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Fifth edit, 13 August 2026 (6pm): Since, on YOUR behalf, that bitch you are stupid enough as to keep calling so perfectestest compared to filthy monkey me is begging for more trouble, don't you think one of you is entitled to live forever on the New Earth! The one and only one who might be saved still has to do what it takes and if you think you can keep parasitizing humanity – your attitude being similar to abusing then torturing then killing a child then giving a lollipop to another child and being stupid enough as to think you are a good person! – you are even stupider than I thought!

The fun part is that maybe you don't believe in Hell because many people recount of NDE's in Heaven but not in Hell so you'd better remain the filthy parasites you have always been and enjoy your fans thinking you are so perfectest they yell and cry just for seeing you, which they wouldn't even do if they did see the Creator? Well, above the Earth, above vibrationnally speaking, is a place of greater awareness, this is why people recall NDE's Up-There more than they recall dreams, even though drugs used during surgery may dull memories. On the other hand, what the Veda calls the lower lokas are places of lower consciousness so incursions in those lower vibrational places of the universe are not so common. I already explained that to the bitch you are stupid enough as to keep considering sooooo perfectest compared to filthy monkey me. The question is, did that bitch relay that information to you? The second and third questions this first question calls for are: how long are you going to be stupid enough as to trust that bitch blindly? How long are you going to wait before asking any question you may have to the one the Creator sent you to help you redeem the reeking filth you have for a soul, you stupidestest arrogantestest entitledestest viruses?

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Sixth edit, 13 August 2026 (6:15pm): Since that bitch you love sooooo much now thinks she can prevent me from listening to the radio I would like to listen to, let me tell you this, you stupidestest arrogantestest entitledestest viruses: people don't even remember their past lives on this very Earth so how do you expect them to remember being taken down to places of lower consciousness? Now, come on, post on Instagram a picture of that kid you gave a lollipop. It is so comforting to see how divinely goog hearted you are. Too bad that stupid Creator sent you so inferiorestest a filthy monkey to help you? No wonder you keep thinking you are so much smarter and more powerful than that stupid Creator who, as opposed to you, never gave a lollipop to anyone!

And by the way, I am done trying to guess what you need to hear while not a single one of you stupidestest arrogantestest entitledestest viruses would stoop so low as to come and look filthy monkey me in the eye so step up to the plate or pay each and every dime you have on your very very very long karmic tab, you stupidestest arrogantestest entitledestes bitches! You'll see how those lollipops worked for you, especially after I told you you would be extremely lucky if you only went to Hell but one story not as deep as you currently deserve.

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Edit, 14 August 2026 (9am): Here are today's news:

That bitch made some noise, sometimes very loud, in my room a number of times all along last night. She started by "only" banging on the shutter which, along with the window, was open. She then procee bad deed with banging inside, including once very near my bed. For those who didn't know, in addition to poking my eyes a number of times, she once hit me moderately hard on the chest and on an eye. As I am typing this, she is yet again making my laptop fan whir because she is stupid enough as to remained convinced if she cannot push me to commit suicide – that bitch's first choice since she knows there is no way she isn't going to Hell at this point so she will do everything she can to prevent those she is filthy enough as to call bros and sis from having what she won't – and can scare and harass me out of telling what I have to say to the stupidestest morons who are stupid enough as to keep considering that bitch as a member of their stupid bastards club.

The only two persons who were officially out are back in. I didn't say "forever". I find it very interesting that stupidestest morons who remain convinced they really are smartestest and divinely superiorestest didn't think of it even though they keep F'ing in the A those they are filthy enough as to call bros and sis for what they are filthy enough as to call a warning... a warning they wouldn't have paid attention to if someone had given it to them. I wonder how those stupidestest morons can be stupid enough as to keep being sooooo convinced they are sooooo smartestest and divinely superiorestest but that's probably because I am too stupid to get their sooooo deepestest way of looking at their own navel, in which they seem to think all the knowledge of the universe is tattooed.

Since a bunch of stupidestest morons think they can keep shitting on me and expect me to be honored and grateful since they think they shit sandalwood scented chocolate, let me explain something they seem to have missed while admiring their own navel: all the ones who won't got to Heaven at the end of this very lifetime – which is ALL OF THEM but, possibly, one and only one who can still step up to the plate with enough sincerity and dedication to be approved of – will later have an opportunity to go to Heaven but that will be after reincarnating a number of times during which they will be on the other side of the scalpel. We'll see how spiritually advanced those stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest bastards think they are then. Now, if those stupidestest morons think they will be better off in Hell for all Eternity, good for them. That will be less work for me and less having to bear those stupidestest morons gigantic egostupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest bastards.

Sitting in fire and boasting you can't feel a thing doesn't mean your ass isn't on fire, you stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest morons! You might know if you stopped admiring your own navel for a second.

Currently, people who committed crimes on Earth don't go to Hell for all Eternity but only for the duration they crimes call for. Now, after planet Earth is destroyed – which is called "Judgment Day" – there will be no coming back from Hell. And don't you think any of you will survive in the luxury bunkers you spent fortunes to build rather than using your insane wealth to feed the hungry and help the needy, you stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest bastards! Again, if you think you can outsmart the Creator, good for you. That will be less... you know the rest.

The "other one" has no idea you indulge in strawberry milkshake. You'll see if they are as understanding as I am and if they still want to help you when they find out, you stupidestest morons.

Those who will not be the one and only one – if there ever is a one, considering your stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest bastards' attitude – who will go to Heaven at the end of this very lifetime will, when they start shitting their pants out of fear of dying and they at last review their stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest bastards' attitude, only be allowed as my students as I need their money to help the needy. I am therefore again kindly suggesting you save your F'ing money and do what it takes to be allowed in before the pisses of shit you are stupid enough as to keep calling bros and sis because not a single one of them would hesitate walking on your stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest bastards' head to avoid drowning in the Red Sea like their stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest bastards of ancestors did.

The one who lied to me will have to spend seven days in a row without strawberry milkshake if she wants any kind of help from me. If she'd rather go to Hell, good for her. (Private message: how smartestest and superiorestest to stupid filthy monkey me do you feel now, huh?)

Come on, try me, keep shitting on me, you stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest divinestest bastards! Keep harassing me or lying to me, you stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest divinestest bastards! I'm going to show you how divinestest and supremely enlightened you are! As a matter of fact, any stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest divinestest bastard who will lie to me as of today will find someone else to help them redeem the reeking filth they have for a soul. And don't you think I need to know you lied to me, stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest divinestest bastards, because you may have the power to watch anyone but you can't watch everyone at the same time, far from it, while God is watching each and everyone of you 24/7. So, again, try lying to me even a single time, you stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest divinestest bastards! You'll see how smartestest, superiorestest and divinestest that makes you feel when your time to shit your stupid pants is up!

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Second edit, 14 August 2026 (9:55am): actually, since that bitch couldn't wait 30 minutes without harassing me again, in addition to no lying, there will be no more picking on me, not even the faintest tickle, except from the stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest bastards who'd rather go to Hell. This being said, when the lying one made fun of me, I laughed – not to, as opposed to those stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest divinestest morons, try to prove I have no ego but because what she did was funny and I never frown on a good laugh.

Now, come on, try tickling my balls again after insisting for 4+ years you want me to lick your stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest divinestest butts while thinking you can give me lectures about "No means no" because I am supposedly trying to force people who'd rather go to Hell to change their mind and do what it takes to go to Heaven – to the extent that, after having me ILLEGALLY locked up in a psychiatric ward (from which, because what they did with the complicity of a psychiatrist, was illegal, a judge bailed me out), and even though, by their own admittance, I committed no crime, cops were sent to bang on my door to request me not to offer my help to my neighbors anymore just because I handed a brochure to an adult neighbor who took it willingly after we had a short but cordial conversation (!!!) – you stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest divinestest bastards!

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Third edit, 14 August 2026 (2:23pm): Since, with your blessing, you stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest divinestest bastards, that bitch, who keeps seizing each and every oportunity to harass me, yet again insisted she wants me to "do my part", here's my F'ing part, you stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest divinestest bastards: not a single one of you will awaken by "the other one", mark my words, you stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest divinestest bastards, not a single one of you, and when you come crawling to lick my toes, hoping I will help you, you'll see if, as opposed to "the other one", I will treat you like the stupid divinestest beings you are stupid enough as to keep being convinced you are, you stupid pieces of shit!

In the meantime, come on, keep treating like me shit just because your stupid technology makes it possible, keep adding more and more of your stupidestest arrogance to your stupid tab, you'll see if your insane wealth will protect those of you who will shit their pants at the prospect of dying and going to Hell from being humbled enough to at last pass through the eye of a needle, and you'll see if that requires the same "courage" as passing through the narrow door of a baby, you stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest divinestest bastards who are stupiod enough as to confuse baby shit for light! I'm going to show you how divinestest, perfectest and supremely enlightenend you are!!! For starters, all those of you stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest divinestest bastards who will want my help, each and every one of you but the one who is at seven days, will have to go without strawberry milkshake for 33 days in a row!!! There, you happy? Then, by all means, keep giving that bitch you are stupid enough as to call sis your blessing to harass me!!!

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Third edit, 14 August 2026 (4:38pm): even though I was out for over an hour, that bitch you are stupid enough as to keep calling your F'ing sis was already yet again stupid enough as to requesting me to do my part, as soon as I got back home, actually – and is now stupid enough as to make my laptop's fan whir yet again – so watch me do my part in a different way, for a change:

20 years ago, when I had a website on which, for not being spotted by the bastards who think they can torture anyone who is impertinent enough as to succeed without what they are filthy enough as to call their help, I offered my services for free, a reiki master who told me she had already given lots and lots of reiki attunements wanted me to do a session for her. Even though I could have done it from a distance and she had, if my memory is correct, a four hour drive to get to my place, she said she wanted to receive her session on site. I gave her the usual 30 minute session then she drove straight back home. The next day, she contacted me to tell me the session I gave her was so intense, she had trouble driving back home. She came back some time later to receive another session and she told me: "This time, I'll spent the night in a nearby hotel and I'll drive back home tomorrow". Again, she was a reiki teacher who insisted she had given many attunements and that was 20 years ago

Now, come on, you stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest divinestest bastards, keep letting that bitch shit on me while doing nothing but wanktching and keep thinking you are sooooo much more spiritually advanced than filthy inferiorestest monkey me since I just won't let that bitch shit in my mouth then thank her and congratulate her she is so divinestest sandalwood scented chocolate comes out of her divinestest butthole! You'll see if your attitude gets you anywhere, you stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest divinestest bastards!

Now, since you stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest divinestest bastards are stupid enough as to keep thinking it is your birthright to shit on me as much as you want as the only thank you for the help I am offering you, let me clarify this: the one who must do seven days will, if she so wishes, have a daily session during each of those seven days to help her deal with the frustration. I know, strawberry milkshake is so divine, right? All the others will have do do 33 days BEFORE getting any kind of help from me. How incoherent am I being, huh, stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest divinestest bastards? Well, you tell me, you are the smartestest ones. What do I know? Now, come on, by all means, I'll say it again since you have proven to have so hard a time at understanding pretty simple things however smartestest you think you are, you stupidestest arrongantestest entitledestest divinestest bastards: keep siding with that bitch and keep giving her your blessing to shit on me! You'll see where that takes you! Or better yet, keep siding with that bitch, keep giving her your blessing to shit on me and buy yourself a reiki class. That'll probably fast track you to sit on top of Jesus', Krisha's and the Buddha's stupid heads. Then you can proclaim your awe by changing your name to something like "Ananda My Straya" or "Shit, I am!"

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