Happy Memorial Weekend, you wee little powers that cower.

Just a couple of questions here:

What did you pay the patsy that rammed the White House gates to justify to the gen pop you think is so stupid your receipt of special satellite phones; for security…har har?

Whatcha got planned, Buckos? Gotta get rid of the evidence, eh? Somehow, right? I'm sure nukiing something, DC perhaps, is at the top of your Cia/Mossad/ insert any global intelligence here list of things to do.

Too many folk asking questions now. Too many folk don't want war, be it physical or biological or weather-wise. Hell, there's real science nerds out there that know you killed the planet. Truth rising, like a tide.

Isaiah 24.

Why don't you bastards and bastardettes just print all the money you think you need and give it to whomever you want. It's worthless without a planet of enough people to feed you the glory, the power you so desperately crave. Money doesn't mean shit to anybody gasping for air in a collapsing atmosphere. Let's ask the bees and the Monarchs and all those other bugs that have disappeared due to their sensitivities to environment how it feels. Because it's coming for all us, and you, too, oh wee babelers babbling.

You think whales don't know their environment is being destroyed as you read this today. And as you also read this today 3+ billion people took a dump in the ocean. Just like yesterday, just like decades.

You broke the jet streams to play weather war games. You fucked around and found out that you don't really know shit from shinola about how a planet operates, never mind the details. So put the jet streams back, eh? Or you can't.

And that's just one example. You've adulterated every species and it's starting to show.

People in random chats across the internet remark upon the unusual bite to the sun's rays. Something I noticed back in 2014. When I asked God to show me, he did.

I would consider it a small redeeming quality, a tiny act of contrition with all the forgiveness I can dredge in this limited environment, if you stop making war. NO MORE FIGHTING. NO MORE KILLING.

It doesn't matter what you do with your hoards of gold and adrenochrome and fancy whatever that's making you warm between the legs (where you keep your soul to wither in the dark). This planet is dying before our eyes. There is no saving it now. And the least you can do is let us all die in peace. The very least you can do.

Now, in case there's any questions: I AM a Hebrew. Not a jew. An old-style Hebrew that went back to the old testament to study how men (and women) walked before God in every moment of life upon this planet.

I only call myself a Hebrew because on numerous occasions I've been forced to check other on an invasive form which leads to the next drill down: fill in the blank.

This is my religion: Every moment of my life, right or wrong, before God. Our Father, Maker of the Math. Anybody can choose this religion, but man, once you understand Jesus and what he really said, you're on your own. The only leader here is our Creator himself.

But since those ten tribes just disappeared, I think mathematically there's a high probability that some or all of those tribes dumped the affiliation with the two surviving tribes of perpetual victimhood and went to found great civilizations, large or small in their own rights. I think those ten tribes are all colors, too.

I choose our Father, his mercy, his will. But so can any one of you. Blows me away that something so simple should be hidden so long.

Like I tell my child every night: Talk to God.