I'm not happy. You people make me sick.

 You should have paid the money. Now, you're probably going to get what you paid for.

Means you're all worthless.

The United States is one of thee most shittiest nations on Earth. May as well be Latvia or Liberia. Probably is, in fact.

I'm done. I quit. I.W.M. is over. I guess I'll build up my knowledges, but I'm going to collect my money & bury it in the ground.

Then, Jesus Christ, don't be. You were worthless day after day. Nonstop. I have no motive in serving you. I can write on my blogger & shit, but whatever.

I pray for it, Amen.

Stop bothering me with I.W.M.

I'm going to be childless & well-to-do. That's all that matters to me.

Jesus Christ didn't reveal enough, he didn't do enough, & he was cruel.

Give us something to work with, then, Christ. Until then, don't bother us.

Start meditating on that. It means I need money. When I finally get my money I'm quitting the hell out of this popsicle stand. It was worthless as shit. It was the antonym of worth to be doing the shit for the Lord. It isn't required. 

I'll write out all of my secrets & other educations, but I need to be happy with the death of I.W.M. 

I'll just play video games, more or less.