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I feel you through your word and your consternation. I am dead, murdered, killed by dirty lying cheating racist Whites.
As I lay here in this cold concrete steel tomb, a dog cage on the cowardly Whiteman's slave plantation—while these idiot racist maddogs make a fortune off of my death, dying, torturous misery and suffering—
CREATOR
What does a dead man know of a creator? As I lay here in this grave, I have only utter visceral unadulterated naked HATRED for my enemies: the dog-ass WHITEMAN.
Here I lay DEAD, DEAD I TELL YOU. Killed for cimes that the dirty white dogs know never even happened. Trumped up charges.
No, I am unable to think of cowardly lying Whitemen as a creator (whatever that is), as an alterative object to HATE. Try to understand us atheists. Do not have pie-in-the-sky (RIP in martyrdom. Elder, Mr. Otis Lee Rodgers, Sr.).
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