Headed for Glory

I know I said I was suspending my posts but I need to address one more unwelcome intrusion of my peace through my copyright protection which I heard this morning. I will be discussing these violations of my peace through the system that was designed to protect me with my lawyers in detail very soon. This was the voice of a woman who said 'he's so witty!' from reading a poem that was stolen from my 2007 Blogger account by a violator of my music copyright. I think you all know who that violator is. Funny how a band can steal my songs and then you still think that they write their own poems after that. Anyway, we'll be straightening all these nasty crimes out in court and it feels good to wash my hands of the music business so that I can have the option of suing WEA/Warner and suing all the dirty radio stations that owe me so much money. I live a dull, isolated life but my heart is full of exciting activity. This music and comedy was my own exclusive party to start with and look what I got for sharing it with the world. You all turned it into a hate fest and barred me from admission. I should have had a shining career these last ten years but you all just wanted to love jerks for stealing my love and lying to you with it. If you feel secure about this kind of behavior being supported by 'majority', consider how when you face God, you will do so alone. You won't have your hate stations to reinforce your evil choices anymore. We find God by following our hearts to truth. If we give our hearts to lies, we end up in a very dark and punishing place. It's up to this crowd to make a choice between their broadcasters who steal everything I share online and their immortal souls. Don't believe in God? How about that moon up there? Did you know that it's hollow? Did you know that it is at perfect right angles to the sun? Did you know that it is perhaps ten to twenty times larger than a natural satellite would be for this planet? Did you know that no life would exist on this planet without it? So some vastly superior intelligence found this planet as a dead hulk and put that giant hollow sphere in orbit over it. Then the moon was pushed back in time by billions of years to stir the oceans and moderate the temperatures and create the conditions for the life we have here now. And I'm quite certain that this great deed was not done so that a bunch of fraud bands and fraud comedians could steal all my music and poetry and comedy and be worshiped for the crime. No, this cosmic experiment will be executed like any experiment: the good results will be saved and cherished and the abominable failures will be thrown onto a fire and burned. I may have lost out to fraud in this wretched, fleeting life, but I look forward to an afterlife in a place where I am free to write and share my music. The conditions for my glory in the afterlife will be enabled by having all the evil frauds locked safely away in hell where they can do no further harm to me. As for my work in this world, I will be copyrighting my work through my lawyers starting next week to make sure that it all stays in my name. And the truth of my poem Blue Rodeo will outlast that nasty fraud band for the rest of time. One day it will be the only fame they have. I hope you make it to my party in the afterlife, but if you're still listening to that fraud station, your chances are not good. I will pray for you.
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