Update: Jesus Christ shouts at some ex-army turned mercenary senior-travelpass holder Don: You Bastard, you have not just poisoned me tea but also my cigarettes and my custard', by Mother Sigrid Eliora

Jesus Christ shouts at some ex-army turned mercenary senior-travelpass
holder Don: You Bastard, you have not just poisoned me tea but also my
cigarettes and my custard',

by Mother Sigrid Eliora

Jesus Christ shouts at some ex-army turned mercenary senior-travelpass
holder Don:
You Bastard, you have not just poisoned me tea but also my cigarettes
and my custard,
and have placed and organised even a bet on my life and that of my wife!!!

And now you play frail with dementia but when you run to the betting
office at the corner,
you play forever young Jack Horner with his demonesses, of whom every
single one also under your secret society cones and in your own secret
mercenary senior citizens legion and fake church army with holy souls
and their reputation messes, and you make it your strategy to throw
against even me systematically also your own criminal and heretical
stones and accept bribery from all shores against me and from even the
skulll and bones.

But you do remember your every single plot, and you even let me
co-sign your last will as a witness, remember?!, that you formulated
and increased, remember?!, 'in your sound mind' and with your usual
handwriting that looks to me as clear as ever, when you had hoped that
successful you will be in your plot my wife and me simultaneously to
kill.

You have the longest time, you killer and of lies a miller, planned
and carried out on the church board and in the neighbourhood against
me and my family your every crime, and
your partners in association are also already known even to Interpol
and all the secret services, as you are a wanted also for your
conspiracy in every other nation, where you
were secretly messing with your former role in the military - and, you
never had any diplomatic immunity anymore, after you were
dishonourably discharged as a traitor already
back then in the Pacific shore, when your commanding officer found you
out with your spynetwork and devil's den, and you sold also secrets of
the military under the roof of Christopher Wren, that you acquired
illegally under a mask and with false stripes via your devil's hoof
and you are no longer welcome not even in the hall, nor around my
table,
as you are one hell of a self-fabricated fable.

And you can take your stone tablet in miniature also with you, as you
violated every single one of the commandments with your own selfish
amendments under your every secret society cone. And don't forget not
to fret, when I ask from you back the keys that you stole as a mole,
as I know that you took them and tried to blame it on a most holy
dame, on whom you still try to get a grip and her with your secret
knife in your walking stick try to kill,
and about whom you still lie and and spy with your neighbourhood mafia.

And that when you walk past her you might just hear a voice from
purgatory making up lost time for his failure to stand up for the
truth earlier from his Klosterberg, as a once upon a time English
teacher, who does especially for you as a particularly vicious and
malicious assassin back from retirement sing: 'Good morning, good
morning, good morning to you, good morning, Mr Miller, and how do YOU
killer in word, thought and deed do?! And not exactly a joy instiller
was your pointed gun at me as my stocking filler.'

Mother Sigrid Eliora


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Mother Sigrid Eliora
HOLY ROMA Abbey of the Holy Rose
Cill Naomh Ceadda the Martyr
Societas Sanctae Rosae Crucis
Order of the Holy Violet
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Mother Sigrid Eliora
HOLY ROMA Abbey of the Holy Rose
Cill Naomh Ceadda the Martyr
Societas Sanctae Rosae Crucis
Order of the Holy Violet
http://churchofjesuschristandmarymagdalene.blogspot.co.uk