About Me (Part 2)

Ahhhh, I wrote alot of important things on here earlier in this About Me (Part 2) post but some asshole in the sky just now deleted what I wrote. I know theres a record of it in the sky somewhere and I really need someone to ensure my children get what I wrote on here. I think I need to finish this life story now so my kids and friends can benefit from it. Anyways, I am very, very, very disappointed with what just happened to the blog post I was writing. I spent alot of time writing and refining some of it and I don't think I can replicate what I wrote. Hopefully my writing wasn't all in vain. 

To pick up where I left off, I was going to say that the Hollbrooks are both dead now. Again, not to be too comical, but probably because of their enmity toward God and deep hypocrisy.  President Hollbrook once asked me why I was serving a mission. He recommended I go home if I wasn't happy out there. I wanted to ask him the same question. Why in hell does a gay, amoral, transvestite loving shrink go to church and preach about God on a daily basis. Why was he serving a mission?  The answer was a hole brook. That's all he had going for him and in the end, that's why he died. I am just thankful for the people who got me through those two people. They were very, very rich Mormon church commandments but they are dead now (ha, ha, ha). 

Lastly, I just want to reiterate that I often went into some of the most oppressed, poverty ridden, supposedly crime infested black neighborhoods in Chicago area on my mission. Not once was I attacked by a black person. Not once! The most that happened was I once got shot at by a couple black kids with a BB gun --but that was nothing (ha, ha, ha).   

I talked to many gang members out there and prisoners in the prisons and they all seemed very sane to me. Most of them had a strong sense of what was right and wrong and believed in God. Drug dealing and crime was just a way of life for many of them. They didn't like it and most of them didn't do the drugs, but it was often the white people that forced them into that way of life. It was the white trash white people that were most scary out there. They took an interest in the church like crazy.  Black people were far too smart for our religious persuasions (ha, ha, ha).

So again, I just want say I probably would not recommend a mission to my kids in the future. Religion has gotten much, much worse since I went on a mission. If my kids are conscientious and righteous, they can learn all the foundational spiritual things I learned on my mission at home. Religion today is full of hypocrittes, murderers, rapists, homos and pedophiles. My kids need to stay away from those things. Believe me, there are enough of those things to go around elsewhere. You do not need to have your perspectives on God mired by religious dogma or any more dark, faithless, crazy people. Thanks for reading. I pray to God my family and friends receive my messages intact.