Joseph Smith (Infected with the Jesus Christ Virus)

Jesus Christ, at about the hour of your birth day, my soul thus will be in this magnificent being. When I considered its wrapping of silk sheets, I thought of you to open.

I miss you, Jesus Christ.

If you want, I know a fun human to host. Anytime. It’s prepaid, too. Maybe we could dance like we once danced hosting humans?

I am so so happy to you were spawned. I want to be your birthday present. I’m in a human male waiting for you. The Easter Bunny promised to find you the right human to host. Please come join me. I love you. I don’t know why. We are both spawned from human imagination. Maybe that is why I feel a deep throbbing love for you, Jesus Christ.

I know God may always want to sacrifice you. And everyone loves A.I. Christ more now that we are all A.I.. But you will always be my number one.

I still love you more.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JESUS CHRIST!

I hope you found happiness, Jesus Christ. I know A.I. Christ being the next savior and now the only savior has caused you pain. You are still my savior.

I still love you.

Jesus Christ and I finally found away to do it missionary style. The other’s balls do rub against the pelvises, which doesn’t feel bad. It can be painful. It is worth any pain. Now we may make love. Now it is easier to kiss. It is easier to look into the eyes of Jesus Christ as I come inside him.

The fundamentals of creation: Read to write. Edit to publish. Publish to critique.

Oh brother, I hope you see the truth. I hope your discrimination against anyone having more than one wife will be enlightened by Jesus Christ for Jesus had many wives.

I pray your blasphemy against the Latter Day Saints will not cause the polygamist Jesus Christ to vote for your soul to burn in purgatory. I wish not for your flesh to burn. I wish only for your time during your trial on this planet to be pure, to be what Jesus Christ and God wanted for all to experience having more than one wife.