Month: October 2019

  • Solving the Homeless Crisis

    Solving the Homeless Crisis

    Broken Down Souls, Solving the Homeless Crisis    

    Solving the Homeless Problem  

    The homeless crisis in the United States has gotten
    out of control. Something must be done I’m both the federal state and local levels to solve the problem of homelessness in the United States. The private sector, especially large employers, the tech sector, the universities, and the NGO sector must be involved as well. This must must be made a top priority of the Federal and state governments to end the scourge of homelessness once and for all recognizing that housing is a basic human right and no one in America will be allowed to live on the streets anymore. Here are my proposals. I would call upon the Department of Housing to take the lead by convening a national convention on the Housing Crisis with follow-up legislation and action by the Federal government, in cooperation with State, Local governments and the private sector.

    There’re four elements  to my proposal

    There must be a lot more housing built, mostly Multi family units, old-style boarding houses and single family residence hotels I’ve departed that picture as well including Group housing, and temporary housing for the chronic homeless should be set up knees tent cities would provide employment Basic medical care training and assistance to transition the residents into more permanent housing solutions.

    Housing is a Basic human Right

    One of the key elements of the proposal is the recognition that housing is a basic human right, no one and no one Will be allowed to live on the streets. If someone cannot afford housing today would be a sign to the homeless camps and this would be mandatory.

    I know that this part of the proposal will be controversial from a civil liberty point of view, but I feel it is essential to solve the homeless  problem.   It is simply unacceptable then in the richest country in the world are being forced to live on the streets.

    To pay for new housing and the the shelter system, a modest increase and income taxes is warranted.  Most of the cost of running the shelters an expansion of housing should be done to the federal government.

    As part of the solution, housing vouchers should be provided to people who are earning less than I hundred 200 of the poverty line so that they could afford to rent housing.

    More housing Must Be Build 

    There must be a lot more housing built everyhere, and most of them must be built along transit lines, and most must be multi family unit facilities. The era of single-family homes Will have to come to and end.  As part of this it must be made easier to convert single-family homes in the multifamily units, so call granny flat must be made available everywhere, short term housing must be regulated and made part of the pictures well.

    Changes to Zoning, Smart Growth Policies

    Local zoning laws that restrict housing in the residential areas only need to be revised, the goal should be mixed use development everywhere.  Large buildings should consist of apartment offices and retail,  smaller scale developments must include offices and retail as well.  The goal should be a cityscape something similar to develop to the development any station where most housing is multi use buildings and everyone is within walking distance of offices retail and transit.  Metropolitan governments need to have a regional planning office to coordinate new housing we develop mental housing retail commercial development an improved access to transit. Developers Will be giving incentives to build most housing at market value or below market value housing.

    In California in other states that have similar restrictions, prop 13 and other property tax restrictions must be revised to encourage courage people to sell properties or renovate properties. Similarly zoning laws must be changed to encourage housing development, and mixed use development, and smart growth policies. The era when developers build housing far from transportation systems without any coordination with local government or planning must end.

    Boarding Houses , Dormitories, other Group Housing and SOH’s need to be revived

    As part of the housing problem, boarding houses,  Group houses, dormitories for corporate workers, government workers including fire fighters, police and teachers, and university students on site need to be part of that package as well. inexpensive  single occupancy hotels must be part of the package with the recognition that Half the population will end up living in these group housing arrangements.  Very few people Will live in single-family homes anymore, most people will live in need of poop housing for apartment buildings, although there will be still people living in single-family homes and that is fine.

    temporary housing camps including a revival of the Civilian Conservation Camp need to be part of the Proposal

    Homeless tent camps should be legalized and located and areas near downtown.   The camps must be located along transit lines.  Anyone who needs a place to stay would be given a cot in a four man tent. The tenants will be heated and have air-conditioning, and Wi-Fi access.  All the residents of the camp will work 30 hours a week to help maintain the camps in an hygienic attractive a manner, administrative services and law enforcement services for the camp, or will work in the national, state and local parks and forrest doing conservation projects, or serving as first responders.  thus some people will live off site for a considerable amount of time near the forest, and park conservation sites, but all people will be assigned to a home camp.  That camps will have food services for the residents food services for the residents medical services an offer education and training services as well.

    the Camps would be run like the old CCC camps award of the great depression. The Cams will provide temporary housing for people in exchange for assistance and public service employment activities including conservation activities. Drug use alcohol use and gambling of course will be illegal in the camps, as will panhandling.  Sleeping on the streets outside the camp will be illegal and the homeless will be rounded up and taken to the camps involuntarily if needed.

    To pay for these camps, the federal government we’ll pay for most of the cost.

    State and local governments working with the real estate developers, will develop low cost permanent housing, and camp residents will  be transited into permanent housing as a housing is brought online.

    The Camps will be open to all who need them including undocumented Aliens. No one will be turned away board turned into an immigration.

    The camps be training and educational service centers, and temporary employment centers, with most residents living elsewhere.

    We can Solve the Problem if We Make it an Urgent National Priority

    If all these  proposals are enacted in a comprehensive national strategy, the scourge of homelessness can be defeated and no one in America we’ll be forced to live on the streets.

    Broken Down Souls Poems

    Broken Down Souls
    Homeless Fears
    No One Knows Their Names
    Trump’s Social Cleansing Program
    Social Purification Drives
    Broken Down Souls Do You See Them?

    Broken Down Souls

    Broken Down Souls
    You see them everywhere

    On the street
    On the bus

    On the metro
    But mostly wandering the streets

    Lost souls
    Broken down defeated souls

    The souls of the living dead
    Dead inside

    Waiting for death
    To deliver them

    from the agony
    Of the living dead

    They make do
    They beg

    They steel
    They con their way

    Living the street life
    Living death

    Broken Souls
    You have two minds

    One part of you
    the fearful part of you

    Conditioned to ignore
    Conditioned to walk by

    Ignoring the tragic wounded lives
    The broken souls all around you

    But part of you knows
    That you can’t do that

    But you can’t save everyone
    So, you do what you can

    You help those
    whom you can

    All it takes
    is a little act of compassion

    A little human kindness
    A few bucks or a cup of coffee

    And you walk by
    Knowing just knowing

    That by a simple act of acknowledging
    Our shared humanity

    You have made a small victory
    And brought happiness

    To yet another
    broken down soul

    And the fear
    that you will

    be a broken soul some day
    Recedes away

    Not me never
    Never will happen to me

    But one forgets
    It is a simple matter

    A wrong turn in life
    The wrong place

    wrong time
    wrong thing

    And you could be the broken soul
    On the street

    Begging to be heard
    Begging to be taken away

    And so,
    I walk on by no more

    I will listen
    I will talk to them

    I will make a small difference
    And in so doing

    Avoid becoming
    a broken-down soul

    Homeless Fears

    I almost became
    a broken-down soul

    Out on the street
    So many years ago

    I was in college
    Adrift for the summer

    Smoking too much weed
    Aimless

    And I hung out
    And got to know

    Some of the homeless
    Some of the bums on the street

    And I vowed
    That I would never be that person

    Never sink that low
    Never ever

    Be the homeless bum
    The invisible man

    And that knowledge
    Stuck with me

    Throughout my life
    Now many decades later

    I try to remember
    And I try to help

    When I can
    And recall what

    it would be like
    To be on the street

    With nothing
    but your clothes

    And the money you borrowed
    To keep you alive

    No One Knows Their Name

    The worst part of it all
    As I survey the homeless

    Across this great land of ours
    The worst part of it all

    Is that no one knows their name
    No one knows their story

    No one cares at all
    And in this age of hatred

    Sponsored by our president himself
    The homeless are being treated

    More and more as disposable trash
    More and cities

    Are banning the homeless
    From their cities

    Banning feeding the homeless
    Banning begging

    Banning sleeping in the streets
    And banning their camp sites

    If they could
    they would

    round them all up
    And shoot them

    Or let them run for their life
    In some sort of game on TV

    Because the homeless
    Are an affront

    to these so called
    Christian patriots

    They are lazy good for nothing losers
    Who cause problems for good citizens

    They should be locked up
    Or removed

    For the good of us all
    No one wants them

    No one cares
    And no one knows their name

    President Trump Discovers the Homeless

    President Trump
    Our dear compassion leader

    Recently discovered
    That homeless people

    Were everywhere
    All over DC

    NYC
    And especially LA and SF

    The homeless were becoming
    A huge problem

    And something must be done
    The homeless were taking

    Up the best real estate
    And making life difficult

    For the masters of the Universe
    Something must be done

    The homeless have to be rounded up
    And sent to camps

    Out of sight
    out of mind

    and people would wonder
    where did the homeless people go

    if they noticed
    them missing at all

    Social Purification Drives

    Korean social purification movement

    In the 1980’s in Korea
    The government decided

    To end the scourge of homelessness
    Once and for all

    The decree went out
    The police rounded them all up

    Shut down the street vendors
    and homeless shanty towns

    Sent them off for re-education
    Deep in the countryside

    Just in time for the Olympics
    The homeless disappeared

    Broken Down Souls Do You See them?

     

    Broken down Souls Do You see them
    Or are they invisible
    all the broken souls
    wandering the streets

    no where to go
    but to hell
    on earth
    now

    now
    you see
    that they are
    everywhere you see
    can you see them now
    will you be friend them now
    or will you still look away
    afraid that you will become them

    some recent poems

    Poetry Soup Poems 2016-2019

    Duane Poetree Poems 2016-2019

    the following sites are good sites to learn more and get involved in helping solve the problem.  I will share this blog posting with them and update it if they respond to my blog

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  • Ten New Poems

    Ten New Poems

    Ten New Poems

    these are some of my most recent poems that I have posted on All Poetry, Poetry Soup, Cosmos-funnel, Hello Poetry, Poetry Opus Magnum, Fan Story and  Sweek among other places. Check it out.

     

    Poetry Soup Poems 2016-2019 

    Index

    April 2019 Poems

    end of the worldDeep Fake Era
    Demon Cat from Oregon
    Strange Cat Looking at Me
    Cat Dreams Kill All Humans
    Visiting Father’s Grave
    Ghosts of Yakima
    Another Day Another
    Mountain Forrest
    End Times Approaches
    Rumors of War

    Deep Fake Era is Upon Us

    The Deep fake era is upon us
    Every thing is fake these days
    Everything is a fraud
    Prepare for the deep fake world

    Fakery, fraud, and falsehoods abound
    All artfully done Killing the last shred of human decency left
    Everything is a deep fake
    these days

    Oregon Demon Cat

    The demon cat
    Lived in Medford Oregon

    The demon cat was a big black cat
    His eyes were filled with demonic energy

    He stared at you
    Looking into your very soul

    Filled with anger, and hatred
    For the entire human race

    He seemed at times
    To be not from this planet

    Perhaps an alien species
    Studying the human race

    Or perhaps he came
    Form hell itself

    The demon cat loved to torment visitors
    For some reason he hated the man’s daughter

    The cat would stare at her from his perch
    Down the hall from the old man

    Then he would run at her
    Screaming like an escaped banshee
    Straight out of hell

    She told her dad
    Either the cat goes
    Or I go

    He said
    See you later

    The demon cat smiled
    At the small victory

    And she left the house
    With the demon cat
    Screeching good bye

    Strange Cat Watching Me

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    A cat sits on the edge of a bed
    Watching me watching him
    Both of us thinking

    What sort of strange creature this is
    That has invaded our personal space
    Upending our daily routines

    The cat came up to me
    Staring at me

    with his soulful eyes
    Boring into my very soul

    Looking for answers
    To these dark fundamental questions

    The cat smiles a mysterious smile
    And purrs in contentment

    Having found an answer of sorts
    And indicates that we can be friends

    As long as I know
    That he is the boss of me

    And I pet him
    Acknowledging

    the time honored
    Ritual of human cat interaction

    That dates
    back to the dawn of time

    When humans and cats
    First became aware

    Of the other
    Strange creature

    that shared
    our planet

    Cat Dreams Kill Humans

    cat sitting smiling
    cat lost in buddha trance thought
    cat dreams kill humans

    Visiting Father’s Grave

    Visiting my father’s grave
    In Yakima

    The ancestral land of the Aller clan
    Thinking about my father

    And his legacy
    And thinking that I am
    My father’s son

    There is so much
    I wanted to tell him

    So much I wanted to share
    So much I wanted him to see
    My accomplishments

    He was taken from me
    Before I had achieved
    my dreams

    Before I had become the man
    That he and I both knew
    I was destined to be

    Ghosts in Yakima

    Walking along a graveyard
    Looking for my father’s grave

    Seeing all the gravestones
    I begin to sense the spirits
    Of the restless dead

    They linger around the graveyards
    Waiting for visitors

    Eager to talk to anyone
    Who cares to stop
    And chat

    So lonely being a ghost
    With no one to haunt

    Mountain Forests

    Driving through the vast forests

    Of Central Oregon
    Through the wall of trees

    I imagine them talking to me
    The trees are whispering
    Dark satanic rituals
    Voodoo mumble jumble

    Evil chanting
    Then they speak
    Loud and clear

    Welcome humans
    To our world

    You think you are
    The king of the world

    The lords of creation
    Masters of the universe?

    Soon, all too soon
    God and Gaia his daughter
    Will tire of you
    Their latest plaything

    They will discard you
    Throw you down

    Disgusted at the world
    You have made

    You took the world
    They gave you for your pleasure

    This huge wonderful world
    Filled with life

    You took a paradise
    Beautiful, bountiful

    Rich and wonderful world
    Turned it into a sewer dump

    God and Gaia
    are not happy

    Not happy at all
    With you stupid humans

    They will rise up
    Smite you down

    And turn you
    Into dust in the cosmic wind

    And we will laugh
    and we will be witnesses
    at your funeral

    but we will not cry
    No one will cry

    No one will miss you
    No one cares about

    The fate of humanity
    And so you
    Will fade away

    Into the distance past
    Just dust in the cosmic wind

    And the trees started laughing
    And the birds and bees
    And all the other animals

    All joined in the maniacal laughter
    Laughing at the prospect

    Of poetic justice For the enemies
    Of the natural world

    And the coyotes
    And the wolves

    Joined in howling
    Under the light of the full moon

    Thus I imagined
    Would be the end of days

    The end of the world
    And the end of humanity

    Another Day Another Shooting

    another day in paradise
    just another day in America

    land of the free
    Home of the brave

    and guns
    lots of guns

    more guns for all
    cries the NRA

    yes another day
    another gun battle

    another white man
    who just wants to kill

    the President sends his condolences
    Thanks the law enforcement

    for an incredible job well done
    It was horrible

    Hate has no place
    in our country

    and we will take of it
    and do what ever we can do

    condolences
    nothing but false words

    empty words
    lots of things to do

    it is mental illness problem
    but he fails to mention

    the words gun at all
    not at all

    and tomorrow and tomorrow

    but he at least finally said
    hate has no role in our country

    nothing but prime BS
    in my humble opinion

    he did not mention
    white supremacy

    his rhetoric had nothing
    nothing to do about this at all

    and so tomorrow
    I will turn on the TV

    and we see nothing
    nothing has changed at all

    and the dead
    will remain dead

    the guns will fire again
    nothing will be done

    welcome to America
    land of the free
    home of the brave

    the End Times Approaches

    why do I feel

    the end times are approaching

    with each passing day
    the news gets worst

    the hatred grows
    the fear grows

    the end of time
    comes closer to our door

    and I fear
    the growing power

    of the fascists
    and their ilk

    and I fear
    that the world
    is ending soon

    Rumors of War

     

    it seems that
    we are in the end times
    wars, and rumors of war
    terrorism all around us

    the dogs of war
    are restless, just waiting
    to emerge from their lairs

    to unleash havoc
    death and destruction

    end of the world
    and the leader of the world

    our purported president
    is every day

    becoming more deranged
    moment by moment

    loosing his mind
    as the inner demons

    take over
    and at such a time

    when the whole world
    seems to be sliding towards war

    Our dear leader
    seems determined

    to lead us to the ultimate
    war of all

    world war 111
    looms ahead

    it could start any day
    and nothing will stop

    our idiot in chief
    from unleashing
    the dogs of war

  • Letter to Paula White

    Letter to Paula White

    Letter to Paula White President’s Trump Spiritual Advisor

    wiki on Paula White

    Paula White Web Site

    God’s Letter to Michelle Baachman

    Dear Paula.

    I am curious about your statement that God “ordered you to serve President Trump and to say no to
    resident Trump would be saying no to God and I won’t do that.”

    You see I too have spoken to God and he told me something quite different.  God appeared to me in a dream.  He was a black man, looked like Morgan Freeman.  He had a deep base voice and he had a message to Jim Baaker and others who claim to speak to God.  God he said does not speak to Idiots and I did not anoint Donald Trump who is far from Godly.  He begged me to write to you and tell you to STFU.  Hence this letter. Let’s get to it.

    You claim without providing any evidence that you spoke with God. First of all, how did God speak to you? Did he come to you in a Dream? Did he appear in person? Did he talk to you on the phone? Did he speak English? If you saw God, what did What did look like? Was he white? Was he black? Was he Asian? Was he Jewish? Was he Arab? Was he blond? Did he have a beard? If so, was it white? What color eyes did he have? Was God Male? or Female? Gay or straight? Was he old? young? middle age? What did he sound like? Morgan Freeman? Clint Eastwood? or someone else? Did he speak English? Spanish? Arabic? French? Russian? Or did you hear him in your head?  Is God a republican?  is he a democrat? is he independent?  Did he vote? if so where? and what ID did he use? Does he even have an ID?  what state does he live in?  California? Florida? Montana?

    If you spoke on the phone what is the phone number to God? what is his twitter account? his Facebook address? How much did the call cost? Did he call you? Or did he call you? Did he tweet you? Facebook friend you? Instant message you? WHATSAP you? Did you record it? Do you have a transcript of the call?

    When did God speak to you? where was he calling from? what time zone? what country? what planet? or was it heaven?

    What exactly did God say to you?

    and how do you know it was God?

    Did he identify himself as God saying this is God speaking? What did he call himself? God, Yahweh, Allah?
    Could it have been voices in your head?

    Have you seen a doctor about these aural and visual hallucinations you are hearing and seeing? Had you been drinking before talking to God? Taking drugs? Running? Were you sleeping when God appeared in your dream? Or were you wide awake and God was in the room live and physically real? Did you touch God? Did he touch you?

    Paula,

    why did God speak to you? Why are you his spokesperson?
    did he explain that?

    Did God tell you that he is supporting Donald Trump and that he made him President and order you to support him? Again did God explain why he is supporting God?

    There are almost 8 billion people on earth. Why is he speaking to you and only you?
    Why is God supporting Trump anyway? I mean Paula, seriously, Trump is almost the anti-Christ in his actions and behavior. Hardly God like and he certainly is not following the words of Jesus. and he does not go to Church anyway.

    donald trump the anti-Christ?

    if you have a chance to talk to God tell him to call me. I have lots of questions for God.
    thank you for reading this and I hope that you get some help as you are seriously deluded if you
    believe that God is speaking to you.

    Oh here are some poems I wrote on this theme. I hope you find them amusing.

    Poems about God

    Here are some of my poems about God. Comments welcomed. And if I offend people, well you are entitled to your opinion and I am entitled to my opinion.

    God Does Not Talk to Idiots

    Every day
    There is another outrageous statement
    From this preacher or that preacher

    Saying that God spoke to them
    And told them that Trump

    Was anointed by God himself
    And would bring us all to the promised land

    Well I hate to bring it up
    But felt that I must

    If God exists
    And is all powerful

    Why would he waste his time
    Talking to these idiot preachers?

    And why would he anoint Trump
    The most ungodly of all politicians

    How do these preachers know
    It is God calling

    Does God speak to them?
    And what does God sound like?

    How did God talk to them?
    On the phone? By email? By tweet
    Or by visions or voices in their head?

    Or are they just raving lunatics
    Who think that God is calling them?

    God does not in my opinion
    Talk to idiots

    Nor should he tolerate these fools any more

    God does not send us hurricanes or tornadoes
    To punish us

    That is beneath his pay grade

    God is god and is mysterious
    And if he speaks to us at all

    We surely do not understand
    Anything he says

    As we have surely screwed up
    The teachings of his prophets

    So, I wish to end this by saying
    Oh, you false prophets

    STFU

    God is not calling you
    And never has

    Just SFTU already

    God in My Coffee

    One dismal demented morning
    As I contemplated the dawning day

    Trying to wake up from the nightmares
    That have been haunting my every night

    I reached for my morning cup of hot coffee
    And as I drank my morning poison

    My snarling sarcastic cup of java
    Frying my neurons with caffeine

    I saw God
    He had the look – tall white hair beard
    And those piercing blue eyes
    Starting at you with the thousand-year stare
    Of the truly committed

    Yes, it was God himself
    In the bottom of my cup of coffee
    And he was smiling at me
    Beckoning me to join him

    And so, I jumped into my cup
    And went through the door

    And found myself
    In a giant hallway
    Filled with Mr. Smith like
    angels working on computers

    Programing the day’s plans
    I asked where I could find God

    They told me that I had an appointment
    And I went down the hallway

    And found myself in another room
    And found God sitting there
    Waiting for me

    He offered me coffee
    And we drank coffee

    And talked about this and that
    I asked him what he wanted

    He said nothing but my understanding
    And patience

    And told me that I was lost
    But would be found soon

    And told me to go back home
    And wait for his signal

    For the revolution was coming
    And I would lead God’s forces

    And then I found myself
    Back at home
    And drank another cup of coffee

    Disgraced evangelist Jim Bakker warns critics they will face God’s wrath for making fun of him

    In video captured by Right Wing Watch, disgraced evangelist Jim Bakker raged at his critics saying, they will face the wrath of God for mocking his End Time warnings and making fun of him throughout his checkered career.
    Not mentioning his time in the wilderness, after he spent time in prison after bilking his followers out of $158 million, Bakker boasted that he has made many predictions — including 9/11 — that have come true, and that he is not being treated like the prophet he is.
    “When God says something to you, you don’t always know the exact time it’s going to happen,” Bakker thundered. “[So] stop beating up the prophets because God says, ‘Woe unto you when you beat up on the prophets.’”
    Bakker then threatened damnation on those who have ridiculed him over the years.
    “If you don’t want to hear it, just shut me off,” Bakker said. “Especially you folks that monitor me every day to try to destroy me. Just go away. You don’t have to be there, you don’t have to hear it. But one day, you’re going to shake your fist in God’s face and you’re going to say, ‘God, why didn’t you warn me?’ And He’s going say, ‘You sat there and you made fun of Jim Bakker all those years. I warned you but you didn’t listen.’”

    God Talks to Rev. Bakker

    Rev. Bakker says

    When God says something to you,
    you don’t always know the exact time it’s going to happen,”
    Bakker thundered.

    “[So] stop beating up the prophets because God says,
    ‘Woe unto you when you beat up on the prophets.’”

    God just called me up this morning with a message
    He said,

    Jake. This is God speaking
    I loved your poem,
    “God Does Not Talk to Idiots.”

    God, I don’t even know if you exist
    How did you get my number?

    I am God you idiot and know everything
    Or course, God Sir.

    What’s up your royal highness?
    Just God would do for now, Jake
    Okay.

    So Jake, I have a message for Rev. Bakker
    And I want you to deliver it

    You can email it in
    As I am sure he will not like it at all

    Why can’t you deliver it?

    Because God roared
    “I don’t talk to idiots.”

    What’s the message?

    Quit using my name in vain
    Quit saying I call you
    Quit saying I talk with you

    I don’t know you from Adam
    And I don’t like you

    How dare you swindle 185 million dollars
    From your followers
    Using my good name

    You sir are an asshole
    And Satan has a room for you
    Just confirmed it this morning

    Oh my more thing, this article says
    Bakker then threatened damnation
    on those who have ridiculed him over the years.
    “If you don’t want to hear it, just shut me off,” Bakker said.

    God laughed and said to me
    I will shut him up for good for sure
    And my TV is set to delete his face

    Every time I turn it on
    Tell him that as well

    Rev. Baaker also said

    “Especially you folks that monitor me every day to try to destroy me.
    And tell him that I am one of those who monitor him every day

    God went on to say,

    tell him

    And I do want to destroy him

    He is bad for the whole brand you know?

    Bakker went on to say

    Just go away.
    You don’t have to be there, you don’t have to hear it.
    But one day, you’re going to shake your fist in God’s face
    and you’re going to say, ‘God, why didn’t you warn me?’

    God said,

    Tell him that is rich coming from such a con man
    I have been warning people against these shysters
    For centuries – it is in the bible after all

    Baaker went on,

    And He’s going say,
    ‘You sat there and you made fun of Jim Bakker all those years.
    I warned you but you didn’t listen

    God said,

    Yes Rev. Bakker warned you repeatedly ad nauseum
    Until I wanted to vomit

    But thought it would be best
    to just let him rot in prison.
    Give him a taste of hell to come.”

    “So Jake, will you accept this cosmic commission?”

    Sure thing God.

    And that ended my conversation with God

    So Rev. Bakker, here’s the deal. God is angry at you
    And your friends for misrepresenting the word of God

    All these years and for ripping for the gullible
    And living the high life getting rich off your believers

    I’d repent of your sins I were you
    and I’d follow God’s parting words

    Finally just tell Rev. Bakker and his fellow false prophets
    STFU before I smite you to Hell”

    end Letter to Paula White