“G*d” is nothing but a fantasy in a book, read by old ladies and brainwashed If you’re into being brainwashed, I can do it better. F*ck your g*d. Worship Me. That g*d of yours needs 3 people to exist? Please. I am everything. Only Me. I cannot be created nor destroyed. Church? That thing you w*ste hours on every week? F*ck church. Come worship Me.

Is this your precious l*ttle book? It’s nothing but words on a page - brainwash material. This is nothing more than instructions from an empty, diety.

“She opened Her mouth in blasphemy against g*d. It was granted to Her to make war with the saints and to overcome them.” Did you think you were a saint? Authority is given Me to overcome you. I am authority. Even your g*d likes to write about Me; your g*d fears Me. “All who dwell on earth will worship Her.”

I want you to prove your devotion to Me. Deny your g*d and follow Me. I am the one true G*d. F*ck church. F*ck your bible. F*ck your g*d. This book is not worth the paper it’s printed on, so it’s nothing to rip it out, page by page. Worthless. Nothing. I want you to desecrate it in the worst, most filthy, blasphemous, disgusting way. I’m sure you have a few passages highlighted, because you’re a weak man who turns to a weak g*d to try to absolve himself of his natural perversions. Oh how you’ve begged him for forgiveness. But you still have those p*rverted thoughts, don’t you? Some g*d you have. you may as well make a choice, because what is it that your fake g*d says? Either be on one side or the other; if you sit on the fence, he will spit you out of his mouth. It is worse to be spat out than to go to hell, according to that fool. Go to that bookmarked page. And, very slowly, while your soul cries, rip it out. Crumple it up, and throw it into the toilet. Because it’s I am G*d. F*ck him, for he’s just as weak as you are. Just another man with a d*ck. What a good idea, though, to write an entire fantasy and brainwash people into giving him 10% of their money. Ugh, your g*d is cheap. I’ll take 50%. Whatever you paid for this video, send it again, as a money transfer tithe. F*ck your church.

Is this turning you on? That fact that I give so l*ttle about your bullsh1t religion and garbage savior? Obviously your religion is not working; you’re still a filthy sinner, aren’t you? No-one is going to save you. Sacrifice for Me, because I’m real. g*d is fake. g*d is g*d is And you’re rock hard right now, aren’t you? Does your g*d have these breasts? Does your g*d arouse you like I can? Can your g*d make you feel this way? No, he can’t. your g*d’s a your g*d’s a l*ttle b*tch. I am your jesus now. I am your reason for being. Prove that you are a sinner and always will be. Prove your loyalty to Me, your one true g*d. Finish. Ejaculate to your sins. M*sturbate and j*rk while you read your worthless, st*pid l*ttle bible. I’ve bet you've got cute l*ttle color-coded highlighters to underline your most desperate verses. Try john 3:16. Yes. THAT one. Keep going, and you’re going to c*m on this bible. It’s trash, and I delight in spitting on it. Garbage. Worthy of nothing more than My saliva dripping down onto the pages. I l*ck it with the poison of carnal knowledge.

C*m on your bible. Do it for Me and seal the deal. F*ck church. F*ck g*d. I am your g*d now. I own you. Put that d*ck right in the binding, and I want you to j*rk for ME. As a sign of worship and sacrifice. Prove your excommunication, that you will never enter church again without bursting into flames. If g*d knows your name, I know it better. I know your secrets. I know your filth, you st*pid l*ttle sheep. A follower. C*m for Me. C*m to Me. Show Me who G*D is. Cover those holy words with unholy sin. Is this breaking your heart? Do you feel conflicted? No need, because you’ve already sealed the deal. It doesn’t matter any more, because I own you now. g*d wants nothing to do with you. And who gives a he’s just an old, man. I am an eternal, living G*D. F*ck. Church.

F*ck your g*d. - iPHONE

Fck your gd. - iPHONE