enemies

Like a Sharp Stick in the Eye

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I think of my enemies like a toothache, bothersome yes, but sometimes they can be inspirational like a sharp stick in the eye or a joke that makes me rock and roll with laughter. Poetry is my medicine. Monday Poetry can be the stick or the joke. All depends.

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If I were a tombstone,

I’d stand erect

atop your grave.

I’d mark your death

and bear your name,

chiseled deep

across my chest.

I’d wear your epitaph

like a black tattoo.

If I were a tombstone

my face would gleam

in a beam of sunlight.

I’d look at you

and feel nothing but stone.

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If I were an onion

I’d get in your face.

I’d burn your heart

and spit in your eye.

If I were an onion,

I’d make you cry.

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If I were a democrat

I ‘d be on drugs

like Abilify, Zyprexa

or Clozapine. I’d

promote schizoprenia.

I’d get in line

to get my jabs,

flu and otherwise.

I’d drink martinis

like Nancy Pelosi

and act real dumb

like AOC. If I were a democrat

I’d need Google

to inform me

of my gender.

I’d hail Zelensky

and honor the misled

like Alex Pretti,

Tyler Robinson

and Renee Nicole.

If I were a democrat

I’d be a puppet

for a protest.

The Batshit Acceptance of Being Jabbed

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Batshit Friday, April 24, 2026. We are unjustly witnessing the batshit acceptance of being jabbed.

Anthony Batshit Fucking Fauci remains unshackled and drinking martinis. All the while, the altered and reprogrammed human genome erases God from The People’s Land. Diné is the Navaho root name of our human birthplace. We are not Catholic, we are not Protestant or any other reprogrammed sect from a dark and misguided past. We are Dine’, The People.

The guise of modern medicine, politics and “science” has usurped not only God, but they have covertly snatched our sacred DNA for mutation beyond repair. If you are a member of the tribe Un-jabbed, God bless you. You are still Dine’. You are not a cyborg or an automaton in the army of the fallen. Even if you have been jabbed there are purification protocols and ceremonies that can reverse the cellular mutations that are eating at your body and your soul. It is not yet too late to return to The People’s Land.

Hózhójí (The Blessingway) and ‘Anaa’jí (The Enemyway) can be used to ensure good luck and prosperity, as well as exorcise the ghosts of alien violence and ugliness. The MRNA shots are aggressively alien to human the genome, they are The Enemyway. They must be exorcised spiritually and physically for us to remain human. Physical purifications can be attained if one is serious and industrious enough in their separation from ‘Anaa’jí, the Enemyway.

These are genuinely great times for the enlightened. Opposing doors are opening and closing simultaneously. Will you step into the light and remain a sacred human? Or will you allow yourself to become batshit AI’d? Will you rise or roll over and partake in the batshit acceptance of being jabbed? Again and again?

Horrific Haiku Creates a Breath of Fresh Air

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I did not expect the posting of this horrific haiku would create a glorious breath of fresh air, but it did. Things can get a bit claustrophobic when you have invisible enemies working to undermine the very things that are the most important to you. My health and the health of others is one of those things.

Why anyone would defend the injecting of these Moderna poisons into themselves and their offspring is beyond me, so I am grateful they are no longer within my circle of acquaintances. The fresh air in my lungs is rejoicing in my enemies absence. I would sooner have one strong and principled friend, versus a thousand followers who have no concept of the money motivated corrupt.

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