It's the 243rd day of the biblical year, and the new year is months away if your believe in perfect letters to the Hebrews such as Beih, Zayin,Yod, Nun, Vav and Lamed. I started off my day properly by shoving a Detroit Redwings shirt into the garbage can at the Henry Ford Optical Center to protest the false claim that it was 'Redwing turf'. I also do not like teams that affiliate themselves too tightly with the current NBA teams and with gambling casinos. My Montreal Canadiens gear is not going into the trash, by the way as I appreciate a city who is as wise as Pittsburgh when it comes to sharing a holy cold war place with NBA competitions who are always 2 men short of an Ephod squad.
Entrance exams are often less important than exit exams in the case of 'come out of Babylon' or 'flee Gomorrah'. When I entered West Park Estates, there appeared to be no wasteful spending on the shared entrance and that made it unique. At the time I passed an entrance exam into 'West Park Estates', the natural evergreen trees reminded of my Grandmother Bertha Swedowski's Bevent home, and electric lights twisted around branches never improve a natural tree. The original HOA manager, Mr. Livingston, was very reachable and very reasonable even during conflict, unlike Frank Finney and Peter VItale, who's arrogance matches that of Osama Bin Laden as they push their religious agenda into former neutral zones. Certainly no one would dare complain if I 'toilet paper' my own shrubs to better coordinate with the dead evergreen branches twisted into the shape of the typical American Standard or Crane toilet seat, and if they do decide complain, the toilet paper actually would serve a more legitimate purpose than electrical lights even if it does annoy my neighbors. A truce could be made if I get a written statement from the HOA board saying they are going to remove the lights on the trees and permanently prohibit wires and electrical lights on the common area shrubbery as an additional good precept. If not, I can and might intentionally toilet paper my own shrubs every year they put up their ugly electrical strings and their ugly red bows on dead branches. No one other than the head of household/household taxpayer has the God of Papermakers right to toilet paper their own trees, rose bushes and other large shrubs. Of course, I also would not want a precept prohibiting people from displaying their anti-Biblical inferior slobs such as 'Santa Claus' so that good angels can notice the prophet-wise Nahum bugs (anti-Christmas zones) vs. the unholy Eisenhower 34's all over our divided state and old school divided Rick Barry' Lurch' areas.
My reaction is opposite but not equal in force, so I have to belief that some other force that thinks the opposite of the sexcessuce artificial light religion is going to spread some additional force against the 'Christmas' pushers. For instance, if the bottomless pit is exactly like the Advent wreath or a vertical hanging balsam wreath that does not protect nor preserve life, the angel of the bottomless pit comes OUT of that area but does not return to the bottomless pit for a very important reason: the angel understands symbolism that bears no fruit.
There is a significant contrast between the Wolverine Trace and the West Park Estates entrances, and the Wolverine Trace leaders used far more discretion if they were forced to appease people who still reject the Gospel delivered to the lost sheep of Israel, and which a few Gentiles or Israelite remnant types like me or Bradford Scott have accepted. A small red light might remind people to slow down or stop, and a couple of neutral gold bows could be left up year around. The money wasted by the immature leaders of my West Park Estate HOA typify the err of the current United States systems and is very contrary to what the first few President's of the United States literally risked their lives for. Many people literally are addicted to the very toxic and unhealthy spirit of Christmas after they have rejected the entirety of the Bible due to lack of faith in Yeshua and his fellow faithful Israelites Likewise, some people are addicted to the unhealthy liquid named Coca-Cola because they reject the concept that water and natural vegetable juices are better for them. If the spirit of Santa Claus and artificial lights is removed from the typical anti-Bible person's presence, they have tantrums and fight to keep their inferior god in view rather than study the winter birds, the design of a 7-candle lampstand, or a willingness to use a budget more wisely and add more mulch to the root area of healthy living plants which release oxygen instead of draining electrical budgets on their unnatural and unholy Kwanza or Christmas light displays.
If and when I get to exit the West Park Estates, I do not want it to be as cruel of an ordeal as it was when I was forced out of 1602 Mary Lane by Nazi-type forces. What I do desire is a real chance to relocate so that even the West Park Estates people might realize they had a saint in their presence for a time, but a saint is thankful when they get an opportunity to move to an area where their voice is respected not ignored. The voice of a saint or an angel does not always become the blood of a martyr, just as Reggie Howard White was not martyred, he merely was allowed to move to a different location while a battle was still in progress.
I am not afraid to live in Macomb, and the people who sold me my house did not deceive me. I have become discouraged since the entrance to West Park Estates has become an embarrassment to fiscal wisdom and clearly has pushed away a peaceful spirit of NEUTRALITY when I know we do not all serve the 'Christmas' gods in my subdivision. Other powers of anti-Biblical factions have dispensed wastefulness and therefore a spirit of evil that DISGUISES itself as an angel of light, but which is an 'anti-Israel' angel of artificial lights and a spirit of hypocrisy. The wise men from the east were lead by stars in the sky they could see, not by Benjamin Franklin and lukewarm strings of wired electrical lights on outdoor OR indoor shrubbery.
Good news did come way: a $25.00 scan of my eyes revealed the rear of my eyes are in good shape and I do not have eyes on the back of my head, as some deceivers in the auto industry suggest other aliens do. Although I must wear glasses rather than contact lenses for awhile to let my body repair an eye ailment, my body was healthy to alert me by showing the proper signs to myself and my optometrist. There are some very intelligent citizens in Michigan who have either emerged from the bottomless pit or who never were part of it to begin with, but indeed a rare gem is a person like Deputy Doan of the Port Huron area, who knows that this is not the happiest time of the year, who knows that reporting the theft of my hockey stick is required to either prove intent if it is not returned or prove that the hockey players tied to the LaBatt's lines are either careless or testing my lack of faith in their 'teamwork'. I was not belittled for making a theft complaint in St. Clair County when a stick that has replacement value of $90.00 was taken from me without my consent, so why is Marathon County< WI and Macomb County, MI sheriff's department so unwilling to correct their lack of effort, their intentional sin and their laziness by helping my bring charges against Shane David Hendrikson, Stuart Rottier, Vincent LoCicero and Frank Finney's gang of local annoyance distributers? Toilet paper on shrubs in public areas is less likely to offend a person who appreciated the trees and the shrubs, since the toilet paper came from the trees in the first place. Would it annoy my nieghbors if I add toilet paper to the shrubs? It might, but my intent would be to counteract their first attack of wires and lights on an area that had been decent and better than most THE WAY IT WAS 3 YEARS AGO.
I can enter and exit through 'Wolverine Trace' to avoid seeing the display of stupidity my neighbors concocted in their anti-neutral Druid type minds, and I will to remind myself there are possible more reasonable people in the New Haven school district just to my west! The small red light at ground level is humble enough for a year around marker, just like the red tee for women in a typical golf course and of course, Wisconsin Badgers are not afraid of the color 'red'. Maybe I can get some custom curtain made that read 'Stalag 48042' , so my neighbors know I am trying to survive in an area that is more Jesuit and Nazi-like than a good 'varied religion' Republic that George Washington would even feel comfortable in.
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