Eric is called to serve on Jury Duty

I, the Holy Virgin, am pleading to you all in this world, just do whatever Eric commands you to do.

Chronicles of Eternity, Book 2: Post X:
Okay, I want everyone to know how I take law and responsibility very seriously. Now, as you may or may not know, I was delivered a summons calling me to serve on Jury Duty. Now, in normal years, these matters would be routinely handled by me declining to serve and delegating for my psyche doctor to handle this and this matter would then be conveniently thus resolved.

However, in today’s situation, we find new realities and thus, must respond to such things with new expectations. For I have found that the old ways of handling these situations are no longer a possibility. Furthermore, upon close examination my records, I have found that at some point in the recent past, Eric felt that he no longer was in need of the care and cures that can come from men, and therefore, elected to dismiss his doctors. And thus, having dismissed my doctors, this effectively means I find myself without doctors, and hence I must seek to address these problems by newer, more energetic means.

I have been summoned to report to Superior Court of California, County of Los Angeles, specifically to to facility located in Downey Courthouse at 7500 E. Imperial HWY. And I am assigned to check in between Friday, August 20, 2021 7:00 PM and Monday, August 23, 2021 6:00 AM.

I do not know if I am to be even assigned to a Jury. I do not know if I am even to be considered for one. But what I do know is this. I will be ready to serve if I am called to serve. For I am the Ultimate Servant of God. And in my utter obedience to God, I can render the entire, hugely expensive trial I am put on to serve a juror, utterly collapse into a total fiasco, and the judge rule that trial a mistrial. I WHO AM HAVE SPOKEN.

Lord, I have now made my decision. If I am to have any of the five daughter of that family, it shall be Tess and no other. Tess has passed the test of beauty requirements as easily as a Black man can find himself in total lockdown in a bunker by himself some forty meters beneath the surface of the earth because he mistakenly thought that, as a U.S. citizen, that he was entitled to seek for himself a wife in any other racial category than that of Negro.

But Lord, this is not America. Lord Azurite, there are now servants of Donald J. Trump, who have been assigned to enforce a single Supreme Court Ruling. It is a most horrible ruling, in fact the worse ever made in United States history. But it is also a verified fact that it has not yet been directly overturned by the Supreme Court. And this in fact that landmark decision made in 1857, known, infamously as Dred Scott v. Sandford.

Lord, that is some serious shit. You bet you ass right. And there are now whole legions of Trump loyalists who have been ordered to implement that Supreme Court decision. Lord, how do We fucking combat this fucking situation. There is only one remedy, lord Azurite. And that one remedy is that the Supreme Court, which has in in itself, three hand chosen Justices seated there that Trump himself put there, the only remedy to defeat Trump’s army of dead confederate soldiers is for the Supreme Court to convene and actually deliver a ruling that overturns it.

But do not think that Trump has ownership over either Kavanaugh or Barrett. For both of these Supreme Court Justices are fully aware that a different power put them in their seats. And that power was not Trump.

And that power is GOD! Am I correct. O’ Lord? No, lord Azurite, you are indeed an utter fool. Think back, Rosary boy. What exactly were you doing to get these perfect Justices on the Supreme Court.

Indeed, Lord God in heaven. I did get them there. I defeated their enemies from my bedroom, praying rosaries to get them undefeated and on that Court.

And Eric, just where is your rosary now?

I think it must have broke?

But you are now without spares.

Now, ten minutes remain. See to it that you come to Mass today, properly equipped with a valid rosary. For You are now going into battle. And you need that weapon, boy. And so, do you understand Me, boy? Lord, as the Negros said to their White Masters during slavery, I say to You, Yes, Master.

Then publish this work, boy. And go get yourself armed. Amen.

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exemerald

Servant to Jesus and Mary, White Knight of the armies of Jesus and Blue Wizard Prophet King.

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