Below are the 14 most recent journal entries recorded in Pope Oshua bitch of god's LiveJournal:

Sunday, July 8th, 2001
11:25 pm	repent and thou shall be................. the same I have loved and i have lost, also killed, corrupted, wounded, betrayed, thought, spoke, lied, cheated, stole, even raped, but also i have forgiven. Not only those who were victims of the above listed acts but also myself(also a victim of select above listed acts) for committing such, one way call them errors, i favor the term experiments. If i hurt your feelings well im not sorry fuck you. If you don't have any problems with me, fuck you too. I'm tired of worrying about all of you selfish, greedy, manipulative, god fearing or not, fucks. If your pissed off do something to piss me off, if not call me and i can find some way to change that. but stop your fucking whinning, what ever your upset about you did it to yourself. If someone died fuck em your only sad because you cant see them anymore you selfish prick, what about them they get to be eaten by worms or burnt or worse (there to mangled to pick up all the pieces). all you girls out there crying about how he used you or how he doesn't really love you, quit crying, kick him in the nuts, and stop letting yourself be used you dumb ho's. if he's male he's an ass theres not much more to it, don't trust him, he has a dick. And guys quit being such bastards it wont make your cocks grow any more so stop trying. if you believe in god, there is no hope for you so go shoot yourself in the head for me, remember "ask and you shall recieve". I'm asking! just for good measure, fuck you all for being human! sick demented dillusional chicken queifs. (Comment on this)
Wednesday, June 6th, 2001
3:56 pm	long time no write well, things suck ass, my parents are fighting alot about their relationship and are probably getting a divorce soon. this is good because then my mom can't spend anymore of my dads money, she is about to lose her job again (this is like the 5th one shes had) don't get me wrong jobs can be hard to keep but she just gets pissed when something is the slightest bit wrong, goes off, and quits, meaning no workers comp. All the bills are left to dad who has to work over time to keep us afloat, so he bitches at me about her and she bitches about him just the same. On a different note i got caught with a used pipe and seven "empty" sacks at school because my drunk expelled friend wanted to go smoke a bowl in the middle of first period, i said no of course having no excuse to leave and no desire to be around him because he smelt fuckin awful. the school people saw me around him or vise versa and thought that he might have given me something. ta-da, I and my other sober friend got searched along with Mr. Drunk. But its not his fault he didn't give me the pipe or sacks, he just acted as the catalist in a chain of events that happend to suck bad. He had a beer bottle in his pocket and gave them the weed straight up which they stupidly dismissed as pocket lint for it was in no sack (Stupid school morons). my friend had a bunch of satanic writings or print offs from online or some shit and they suspended him for 10 days, i got 11 days suspention, report arrested and maditory drug counseling w/ urinary analysis. this didn't help the money situ any and caused more distance between my parents, oh well fuck-em they'ed be better off divorced anyway. Oh yeah Mr drunk had to spend a night in jail. which i might be going there soon enough myself once the paperwork goes through goes through and all, but it will probably only be a court date and community service or something. But now everyone is watching me closer as if i was the devil walking amoungst them, and they don't think any higher of my friends either. No more bullshit today. peace! (Comment on this)
3:55 pm	sober ramblings ingestion, digestion, defication, and decomposition, of mobi-dimentional, non-linear, possible existing paradimes (aka, dissolving of all conditioning done, to be done, and all possible variations of which could be done as well as that which can't). most often achieved temporarily mind you, by use of phycedelics, sometimes by use of (or becomeing) deliriants, and can also be by evolution of mental state including all relative associations regarding the physical world as well as sub-consienceness and consienceness as a whole. This may result in or occur at, the relative time of death too? God is simpler way of decribing mobi-dimentional, non-linear, possible existing paradimes? Possible underlying root desire of anarchy, to dissolve conditioning if one could assume the laws and government to be a sort of conditioned life style to abide by? "WTF?" Lost myself on to many tangents. (Comment on this)
Sunday, April 29th, 2001
8:22 pm	van hooter gism infiltration requires confidence without confidence nothing can be done well. infiltrating different locations with differing circumstances requires different states of confidence. i am the ambivelent bi-product of an ego corrosive egg receptor governed by christian powerpill production. (Comment on this)
Tuesday, April 17th, 2001
6:03 pm	re dramamine deleriants are the most fucked up thing in the world. The shit that happend that night was insane. Attack of the popper only lasted for about the first 30 min of the trip after this i could no longer type or think to type i was literally out of my mind, fucked up. (Comment on this)
6:02 pm	dramamine "attack of the popper" approximately 10:10 pm, still under the mind set of stoner persona from earlier today. just popped 7 dramamine, still feeling confident in self I believe I will pop two maybe three more. Current mood excited and curious. let us wait and see, cale said about an hour until onset (having committed the crime I must now pay the time). Waiting in silence, just the hum of the computer and falling keys strokes. Yes I have decided to take two more. Pause...... Aparently I chose to take three instead instead of two (a possible mistake we shall see). Side note, dramamine tastes fucking nasty in the future I must be sure to swallow much faster without any hesitation. Hesitation causes unpleasent taste to exponentially rise in your mouth, in hien sight milk might have been a good idea. pysco-symmatic? find hard to remeber what the focus is..... not sure if false occurense of what was expected and not real. At ten pills now, perfectly comfortables and slightly spacey. Hopeing for some action. Fatigue from pills or long day of stoneing, hard to tell. Must pause again It just occured to me that I will not be able to do this again for a long time to be safe. So this should become a worth while experience. disregarding brains suggestions to stay here at this level. is not nessecarily a good idea to listen to listen to your brain. It doesn't always tell the truth. It fears death, so it lies to you. cowardish thing. Oh yes I almost forgot I was goin to take more pills. One minute please! Two more pills swallowed, fucked up nastey taste returns(we have no milk dude). Current dose 12 (I think). Cale just stuck his head through my wall. "Yes" I said "through my wall" (what the hell?) halllucination not like expected. I must stop here it is too hard to concentrate. Strangness voices not hallucinating after a while 12 + 3 = 15 15 + 3 = 18 18 + 2 = 20 fuck these damn noises (children crying, adults yelling) (Comment on this)
Tuesday, April 10th, 2001
6:13 pm	today school sux I am sick as a bitch, school sucked ass. I could be home sleeping right now I thought. oops i went to school, damn. got very stoned after school though so day not so shitty. all is well in the garden of who gives a fuckin shitty wad, twat. That is all plus a merry fuck you too bizsnatch. (Comment on this)
Wednesday, April 4th, 2001
9:38 pm	girls piss me off God damn it, I like a girl and my friend goes out with her. She ends up dumping him but now my chances are all fucked up because hes one of my best friends and shit. everything would have to be segragated or it would be to uncomfortable. My other friend is a god or something, girls see him and just throw themselves at his cock or so they try. He is in a relationship now that is purely sexual(lucky bastard). not that thats what i want and all but that is pretty damn cool. when a girl walks up to you and says i want to jump your bones you know your fucking lucky. I don't want much just a resonably attractive girl to notice me instead of my fucking friends (sorry if your reading this, but you do suck). my other friend will soon be in a relationship exactly like the previous one. I must just be one fucking big dink or something. what the hell? I was really stoned and happy and now I'm flat out depressed. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Saturday, March 31st, 2001
7:02 pm	its a bit nipy out I had a stroke of brilliance, On my adventures today(oh by the way any time i refer to an adventure it means i was stoned)I discovered the origins of the phrase "its a bit nipy out." Nip modified from the word nipple, which first came from britian and was adopted into the english language later. when it gets cold out you nipples harden if your human, thus we associated cold with nipples. Some clever fuck discovered this and came up with the phrase "its a bit nipy out" to say that it was a bit chilly only in slang. (Comment on this)
Tuesday, March 27th, 2001
6:38 pm	grape apple flower qua bamn look how fucked up i am i wish i had some spam qua zammy yo all the chheba is greeba if you gobble my greel. don't know what to saya so i''l l say it all chill, peace pouty (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, March 26th, 2001
6:07 pm	today I got very stoned today I got very stoned, yes this isn't much to be proud of i know we all get stoned, but i was at school. Being at school as stoned as i was i have found is not a good idea. I was literally a blob of jelly that could hardly move(interesting). staying on task? what the fuck, yeah right, what was the task again? i don't remember anything i was told to do before lunch. I spent a butt load of money i wasn't supposed to spend, and I fell over a bunch of shit(garbage cans, yellow rope?, and other people, etc.). what an insanely great day. I completely shot the point of going to school to hell, and have no idea what I need to do or what i did or said or what ever the fuck. tomarrow should be interesting. I get to find out what i missed and have a bunch of people look at my like I'm fucked up(because i didn't miss yesterday to them), then I'll say "nope that was yesterday." how great, well I'm off to create a hand puppet or some shit. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, March 23rd, 2001
6:21 am	the big green yesterday was a beautiful bright sunny day. I was chillin with my friend Dissolvedego and Peter. We thought it was just going to another boring day where we sit around and do absolutely nothing. But thanks to the whether, peter was bent on doing something out doors. So we took your friendly neighbor hood hiking trail until we met the big green(A giant water tower). now we had climbed on top of it before but today it was different, for one thing we all became pansy asses sitting around all winter so climbing was a bitch. After much torchure we sucseeded in our task. Once we achieved top floor elevation we set out to complete our underlying task(smoke the big green on the big green). This is a pain due to all the damn wind, so we were moving around all over the top in effort to excape the blowingness. This led us to discover that we wernt alone we were being watched, not only watched but mimic-ed as well. Being so, we decided they were no threat and continued to hit the shit. Akwardly they did the same as if some how they were actually part of us. I call them the shadow people. they were really cool we all got into a friendly brawl and then said good bye. going down, I was last peter got down just fine (fucking acrobat). dissolvedego had to build confidence but surely he made it as well. I on the other hand couldn't figure out quite how they did it, i tried got confused and repeated the process, soon I thought awe fuck it it wont kill me so i just let my self fall. I was attempting to fall onto my feet of course, but that miserably failed I landed with a thud flat on my ass. From where peter and dissolvedego were standing it looked as if i had fallen and smashed my head against the side. But allas I did not, but soon we discovered that right above were i had falled cut deeply into the side of the water tower was a cross. Was I saved by god, was it a miracle, or a sign, we may never know. i came out of it without a scratch though, not even a sore ass to my surprise. all and all it was a cool day. If god saved me, hmmm, he made a mistake. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, March 21st, 2001
6:06 pm	stationary objects Today i had a revelation, after popping six anti-deppressants I might add. I realized that things in motion suck ass, they only serve as distractions from stationary details. I was watching a wall during lunch and amazing things came out of it, or rather stayed in it but became visible as if naked and innocent. Damn people, all these fucking people kept walking by they had no reason to be there they just fucking were. the violation was horrible all i wanted to due was explore these new found patterns, canyons, and crevases. Motion is so increadibly simple it is only when you stop something that you truly see it for what it is. To be in motion is to be protected by preventing others from actually seeing the real you or the real object. stationary vulnerability is so incredibly complex, I don't yet understand it but moving objects seem to matter less than nonmoving objects. you can directly communicate with objects by stepping back sitting still and relaxing completely, you just have to let them speak to you. A wall is not just a wall it is so very much more complex if you just take the time to coexist in the same environment. Nothings is the same we take all things for granted. Damn moving distractions, pull you away like your not supposed to find something. nature is hiding in existance wait that means nothing fuck moving man if your moving you can't see anything you might as well have you eyes closed because none of it is real. things that are moving arn't real or at least arn't complete. a new tangent of existance discovered thanks to anti-deppressants. (Comment on this)
Friday, March 16th, 2001
8:14 pm	Winter Sucks I stepped in a puddle and it sucked. (Comment on this)