I.S.I.S. - A solution to your odor problem

Life must be getting a little rough about now for you. Noted while I was watching a new report that most of your litter mates appear a bit 'ripe'. Dodging bombs doesn't give you much time for hygiene. Adding 'fear sweat' and a lack of toilet paper adds a sort of road kill smell, doesn't it? Oh. I forgot: You have to add in the smell of blood, brains and bodily fluids of your victims as well, and a new smell develops. This miasma is attractive to buzzards and hellhounds only.

Here's a solution which should help. Send the Brit home to England to change his undies. Any Americans who are playing with you need to go home as well. There's a lot of people eager to scrub them, and our government will give them clean clothing.

This way, I.S.I.S., you do not have to worry, bodily filth and odor won't deter Iblis from collecting your soul. It's just icing on the cake.

Napa Valley Quake

Saw on CNN the earthquake. My prayers go out to those injured, including those who feel afraid and alone. For those who want to help, make a donation to the National Red Cross or Salvation Army with the tag for the Napa Valley Quake Victims. If you're inclined, inquire at each agency about training to help in case, Heaven forbid, a situation happens locally.

The Damned

I.S.I.S.: at one time you knew and felt God's Love. You bowed your head and body in prayer. Then you chose a new master in Iblis. To serve this master, you turned your back on God. You committed the unpardonable sin.

The world is taking note. People are trying to stop your sacrifices to Iblis. Your body count was dropping. What happened? Iblis spank you? I bet his screeching still rings in the hollow spot between your ears.

Sadly, like good little spawns of hell, you zeroed in on the town of Amerli. The food and water supplies have been cut as you sought to sacrifice these souls, about 20,000, to Iblis. You forget though that God sees all. They go to Heaven as you just keep on lubricating the slide to Hell with your name on it. Hitler smiles in anticipation of your arrival 'cos he's tired of Iblis's undivided attention. 

Hey I.S.I.S.!

Do you find yourself getting restless and looking over your shoulder? Do those tiny hairs on the back of your neck stand up? Have you looked quickly and nobody there? Bad nightmares? Find yourself waking up to a noise that you can't find the source?

First: God is watching.

Second: You're not paranoid. People are out to get you. Murdering innocents by proxy will not save you. The Brit who covered his face is being searched for. Your actions just add one more bullet to the box of bullets with your name on it. With each murder, the storerooms are almost full with the boxes of bullets labeled "I.S.I.S.". Soon, you'll meet your god Iblis. He'll lick you slowly from head to toe. See, he will stock his larder with you and the rest of the lunch wannabes who roam the earth right now and he just needs to know what cut of nasty you are.

Why I write this:

Just to let people know in case there is a question why I write this blog:

I cannot fight and I have no political influence. If a person sees evil and does nothing about it, they are just as evil. Thus, I do what I can in bogs.

True Definition of I.S.I.S. Terrorist

The definition of I.S.I.S. terrorist is simple:

"A gutless coward" 

Note the I.S.I.S. construct standing besides James Foley on the execution video circulating the internet. As the true man is forced to his knees, the construct is standing with his face covered. The only logical reason I can determine that the construct has his face covered is that he will be hunted down for his crimes.

The fires of the damned glow from this construct's face. Do note the true man who had been forced to his knees. James Foley's back is straight and his eyes are forward. The only reason he read what he did was so that his loved ones could hear his voice one last time.

I.S.I.S., be careful. You judge others and inflict cruelty on your victims. This will be done to you. The angels took James Foley to heaven while the demons of Jahenna are awaiting your presence. They do not await you to honor you. They await you to stock their larders. Dear I.S.I.S., take solace in this face: as you are the main course for the demons of Jahenna and their master Iblis, you do not have to eat from the fruit of Zaqqum.

Definition of a coward

O I.S.I.S., do you not know what the definition of a coward is?

Coward: "A person that keeps his face covered and begs others to bomb people and places he does not like"

You have already damned yourself. Why, O I.S.I.S., do you damn others to Jahenna with you? The only answer that I could think of was that you wanted company. Facing Iblis would be scary for cowards such as yourself. The whole lot of you have not learned that no matter how fast and how hard you run, when you stop, your crimes are right beside you. The fruits of Zaqqum, O I.S.I.S., are ripe and waiting for you to sup.