I know Hunta. She is so beautiful so gentle and so loving. The way she looks at you wiht the most loving eyes and sit at your feet.
who HAS the GOD given right to Murder Gods Innocent Earth CHildren – Sanimal The Sentinent Animal.
I stepped into this stupid battle, to place my sword of truth between a beautiful heart in a family of hearts and a black arrow that was aimed directly at her heart and her family – because she is a little bit different, because they could never force her to walk in lines and do as she was told because she is smarter, witchier more fun and adventurous than manyones and she does not “attach- comply- obey follow- stupid illusions|”|
My fantastic good friend and grandmother is being bombarded by a barrage of bullshit that superman would collapse under, not by foolish choices and yet the fool made the choice.
Im not here for fame nor fortune, I am Hunta’s voice and someone should ask the Sim Simeon templar if you are nothing with nothing, how do you take nothing away from nothing?
Also I am here for the popcorn, shitz and giggles laughs and creativity to inspire creativity hand to hand lets beat these doomgooms by shining bright and overcoming their dank soulless misery. Each time one of these fuddduddys steps out I create a whole new world, new stories, new adventures, new books, new character and a new being that will be much more real to the people showing truth of of a character in mythos and fun and future. So yeah .. each character in this story becomes part of the Qurad story. I take all the constructs of a name and create a whole new world of truth through art, this art is word, Ill play with pictures later. so, Simon becomes simple simon, simon the pieman, simon doesnt says and all the word play that presents itself in front of me.
So have fun with my pen eager to be.
a sharp reminder, as fun as I make it, and I will make it fun, this is a game of life, Hunta the hunted.
I am blasting seals off each time I see an illusion in the corner of my eye.
it ok, they are not adorable little furry seals, more the navy seals type come in guns ablazing shooting rockets off in all directions and all i have is alil torch and a feather pen. The battlefield of this war is earth, truth showing illusion through fiction not fiction .. hmm friction? nah jut stories for the grandkiddies
I don’t mind if you assume I am crazy, yeppers I am, happy sane in my craziness. I haven’t changed since I was a wee baby and before and after, I don’t change. Ido shed my skin, outgrow the old and move forward with knowledge.
I input shit and output beautiful perfect soft shiny mirror pearl.
Hunta cannot speak, I am Hunta’s voice.
Mayet
Kheiron Astraea
Margaretruth Swan
no-one
Simply put in the “catchnet” I jumped out .or rolled out I will not permit the vodou sacrificial murder of Hunta to satisfy and appease male egos.
end slaughter ends|
Link to ——-> Justice ripped off the blindfold man chained her with
Link to ——-> Art and the Jesus COnstruct.
