THE RELIGIOUS PSYCHO KILLERS SHIT LIST

Welcome to the mind of John Scott Ridgway. Beware falling rocks and angels.

YOU ARE ABOUT TO ENTER WHAT THE INTELLIGENCE COMMUNITY CALLS THE 'WITTING.' The implication being anyone who doesn't know what is truly going on in the world is 'unwitting.' I have an academic/artist background that includes three books, oil painting, radio and tv... though mostly, I write on the web and give the words away. Better read than dead, I always say. I studyied military intelligence, cults, english, history, and philosophy, among other subjects that I took in my quest to have something to say in my work.... I am proud to say I studied under peaceful warriors, like Dr. Danial Stern, an icon in the sixties who hung out with the panthers, dealt with agent provocaters, spies.

A BASTOON OF TRUE FREEDOM IN A WORLD CONDENSED INTO POLITE CONVERSATIONS. I HAVE SITES ALL OVER THE PLACE THAT YOU CAN SEE MY OTHER SIDES WITHIN.
http://theelvesattic.blogspot.com/
http://wakingupjesus.blogspot.com/

Find me on facebook at john scott ridgway... there are two of me... one is active. I trust you can figure it out. Doing a lot of stuff there. Basically showing my daily trek throughout the dozens of papers I peruse while waiting in some bush, pr parked somewhere, you know, out stalking, or whatever, you know... hunting humans, maybe... but not in an illegal way. Really.

I urge you to try out my new Jesus, blog, too. He is nothing like you have read before. This creature from the planet Heaven is mistaken for an alien, a cult leader, a terrorist.... Military intelligence agents and secrets are thrown all over in this blog.... please spread my writing whereever forfree... The book is not just for Christians. I am almost an agnostic... I, Christ... will lead you to heaven, or at least give you a lot to think about. After years of getting mostly a's in college, I can at least parrot a few things you have not heard.

Saturday, May 07, 2005

conversation with a kid

CONVERSATION WITH A KID


?You?re saying, that when people die, all of your imaginary friends come true??
He looked up at me slightly puzzled. ?Really??
?Sure. Like Jesus.?
?Jesus isn?t made up.?
?Are cartoons made up??
?Yea, everybody knows that.?
?Well, think of Jesus as a Pokemon, alright??
?With big eyes. Blue or black ones. Green. Make him smiling, too.?
?No, not? I mean, think of Jesus as Made Up, like the pokemon.?
?Mom says Jesus is real. So does the minister. And dad.?
?Well, they have all lied to you from the start. Oh, christ, you aren?t going to cry are you? Oh, stop that.?
?Mommy wouldn?t lie to me.?
?What about that time she told you that you were going to get to go get ice cream if you cleaned up your room, and then said she was too tired? That was a lie. She lies to you all the time. You?ll see. That?s what school does, and therapy? they get rid of the lies that you inherit from your parents, the ones they tell you to get you to behave.?
?You?re a liar.?
?Sure, I can?t help it. Everyone has to lie sometimes, because people are so full of shit that they take the truth and create their own little delusional pettiness to define what it is? like gay people who lie around weirdo?s who are going to act like they are evil or something??
?What??
?Oh, never mind. I can see that people are still lying to you about all this stuff. You like girls??
?Yea.?
?Never mind. This topic is for adults. I am practically, maybe even lawfully, forced to lie to you about certain things, and deviating forms of sexual appetites is one of them.?
?What??
?Never mind.?
?I need some ice cream.?
?Yea . . . yea, me too.?

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