




Lie waiting at the door.





MESSAGE TO PRETENDERS: If you didn't execute the people responsible for a murder that I witnessed personally, don't walk up to me pretending that I'm your problem. The only problem you have, other than what God will do to you, is what you will see in a mirror. At least when I look in the mirror, I don't see someone who allowed murderers to have free room and board and a full, natural life that they took from someone I know personally. So don't pretend to me that you are rightous. Don't pretend you have a right to judge others when you can't perform one act you swore to God to do: "We're gonna execute them no matter what." Those were your exact words. Until you do this, and actually even after that, don't come up to me and say anything. When someone tells you to leave them alone, try to figure out how to do it. And take your judgment out of my face. Actually, when this is over, you will have no rights to judge anyone, anymore, forever and ever, AMEN.
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