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Below is an example of one of many libelous and defamatory web sites by Ken Parks, self-proclaimed "ministry leader" of his "ETC Ministries" (not registered with the IRS). Ken Parks is a fugitive from justice wanted in the state of Connecticut for the crime of harassment that he's committed against one of his many victims (his own sister).
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Paranoia Polly
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| INTRODUCTION |
| Hi, I’m
Paranoia Polly. I’ve been spotted by birdwatchers in ggggggg, and I’m PARANOID! Sometimes, I’ve been
spotted in gggg
and ggggggg,
pecking and pooping on ancient remains.
I guess there is a reason for being PARANOID. You see… I’ve pooped on about anything and anybody that I can find. I’m a fowl, psychotic, liar that takes pleasure in spreading lies and causing defamation of character. This is what I do best, POOP on others! I’m a real Pitch. But hey, ain’t I pretty on my perch? The reason why I stay up here is so that others can’t Poop on me. Pretty smart, hey? But I have to watch out where I spread my wings and venture. I’m PARANOID! I have this fear that there are others out there who want to Poop on me. In all appearance, I look to be so sweet and kind, but I’m really a wicked pecker-head. With this Internet
thing, I can fly most anywhere and POOP on someone. I’m a master of
lying and deception and making things “fowl” for others. I think I have
a good name, but I’m really a hypocritical lying “fowl” mouth. So, when
things don’t go the way I see them, then I Poop on the one I find
culpable. I derive great pleasure from watching someone getting the POOP
on. |
| POLLY WANTS A CRACKER (a lie, a liar) |
| I’m a selfish,
pompous, highly educated, bird who can’t find a real job. And, there’s a
reason for it! Even though I’ve worked as a teacher in a college, I
could not tolerate the featherbrain students. They can never be as smart
as I am. They’re lazy, bad for something, idiots. So, I quit that job.
About the only thing I can do with gusto is POOP on others. That seems
to be my calling. With no real purpose in life and no common sense, I
find POOPing to be a great joy and satisfaction. Oh by the way, I’m also a self-righteous, hypocritical, christian who can’t get along with REAL Christians, so I find the time to POOP on them. There are not too many church-perches that I wouldn’t want to land on (attend). You see, I don’t get along well with too many of these so-called pastors who try to POOP on me. Remember, I’m PARANOID! If I find the slightest thing wrong with their doctrine, then I fly the coop. Heck, I can’t even get along with my neighbor birds. That’s probably the reason why Snotty and I have nested in ggggggg and kept our distances from neighbors. I think they want to POOP on me. There I go again, I'm being PARANOID! Do I really want a cracker ( a lie)? To be a Cracker? Sure! Crackers are great. They cause ruin and disruption of lives toward those who are trying to POOP on me. As a devout PARANOID, in need of professional psychological help, I find crackers an overwhelming and satisfying taste. Here’s what I found out about crackers: |
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Cracker, n – A boaster, braggart; a liar.
A Celtic word meaning a loudmouth. (Tonyan) 1594 SHAKES. John II. i. 147 What cracker is this same that deafes our eares With this abundance of superfluous breath? 1652 ASHMOLE Theatr. Chem. cx. 208 Beware..Of Boasters and Crackers, for they will thee beguile 1746 Brit. Mag. 48 Crackers against you are hang'd in Effigy. 1766 G. COCHRANE Let. 27 June (D.A.), I should explain to your Lordship what is meant by crackers; a name they have got from being great boasters; they are a lawless set of rascalls on the frontiers of Virginia, Maryland, the Carolinas and Georgia, who often change their places of abode. (OED) |
| Another definition of Cracker follows: |
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Cracker,
n – an enormous lie 1871 Daily News 24 July, Learning to tell lies, and call them ‘crackers’. |
| Yep, I want a cracker (a lie), and I have the need to be a cracker (a liar). |
| A LIAR (cracker) and PARANOID |
| A liar is what I am and a liar is what I need to be. I have to maintain my high practice of being a PARANOID psychotic in order to impress the few friends I have and make all others feel uncomfortable. So, let's see what a liar is all about: |
| Liar,
n - A parrot who knowingly utters falsehood; one who lies. E.g.,
Paranoia Polly Paranoid, adj. - Exhibiting or characterized by extreme and irrational fear or distrust of others: a paranoid suspicion that the phone might be bugged. Psychotic, n - a parrot affected by psychosis. Psychosis, n - A severe mental disorder, with or without organic damage, characterized by derangement of personality and loss of contact with reality and causing deterioration of normal social functioning. |
| The combination
of being a liar (cracker) and a PARNOID psychotic is
truly a blessing.
My motto is, “POOP onto others before they have the chance to POOP on me.” Being a fake christian, I have greater insight as to what lying is all about. And, it also involves the deceptive practice of manipulating those who are not as smart as me such as the idiots on the SpiritFX forum. They (militant extremists) are so easy to manipulate. They are worthless pigeons. The crackers are fed to them, so they can spread more POOP on others. I have the deranged gift and the parrot power to manipulate gggg (my oldest brother) and Pessimystic (my mother). More on that later! |
| "The present age abounds with a race of liars who are content with the consciousness of falsehood, and whose pride is to deceive others without any gain or glory to themselves." - Samuel Johnson, Adventurer #50 (April 28, 1753) |
| In this present age, it's great to be a cracker and PARANOID. I can ruffle up someone's feathers and get away with it. Even the Courts and the authorities find favor in my lying, most of which are flying for the Vulture. I take great satisfaction and pride in deceiving others and give glory to the great lying Vulture of this world. |
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THE VULTURE
I find great delight in the work of the Vulture, the father of lies. I can never fly or obtain the same great altitude. I'm just a small peckerhead who can only emulate at a smaller scale the destructive power of lies and deception. The great Vulture flies about looking for whom he can destroy. I try to do the same, but my range is limited. |
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| Being that my
PARANOID frenzy state feeds on deception and lies, I am
forced to follow in the same flight pattern as the great Vulture. His
flight pattern is simple: He comes to steal, kill and destroy. (Reference: John 10:10) I belong to my great Vulture, the devil, and I want to carry out my great Vulture’s desire. He was a murderer from the beginning, not holding to the truth, for there is no truth in him. When he lies, he speaks his native language, for he is a liar and the father of lies. (Reference: John 8:44) As a fake christian, I think I have the right to reference Scripture. You know, just like David Koresh or Jim Jones! In order to be like the Vulture, I have to appear to be good. I have a bird’s eye view of this (pun intended) deception that the Vulture has wrecked in the church. And, I am doing my best to participate in wrecking havoc. Sure, I attend every so often, sing the songs, dress nicely, smile in their face, and make it appear that I’m such an outstanding christian. But inwardly, it’s my goal to disrupt things, to make things miserable, especially for those who are doing the works of their Father.. If I can deceive these naïve fools, then I know I bring glory to the great Vulture. The beauty is this: They think I’m one of them. What a laugh! This is what I know about the great Vulture: |
| How you have
fallen from heaven, O morning star, son of the dawn! You have been cast down to the earth, you who once laid low the nations! You said in your heart, "I will ascend to heaven; I will raise my throne above the stars of God; I will sit enthroned on the mount of assembly, on the utmost heights of the sacred mountain. I will ascend above the tops of the clouds; I will make myself like the Most High."
.......................................................................................................................... Isaiah 14:12-14 |
| There are many things that can be said about the Vulture, and there have been many interpretations as to his character. The ones about his non-existence or his eventual downfall causes laughter to my kind. Remember: Birds of a feather flock together. |
| POOP ONTO OTHERS... (my Motto) |
| POOP unto others
before they have the chance to POOP on me. (my Motto)
As I am in the darkness of the Vulture, I fly in the circles of his flight path. Because, the fruit of his works is in all forms of evil and poopiness and lies. (Opposite of Ephesians 4:8b-9) What is POOP? It's
filthiness, and it equates to all forms of evil. It's the opposite of
good works and righteousness. Another thing that causes me to do the POOP thing is when these REAL Christians take their Jesus to the public (outside of their coop). Their so-called righteousness and Savior needs to be caged and isolated. One of the things they quote is this: |
| Worship God! For the testimony of Jesus is the spirit of prophecy. (Revelation 19:10) |
| When these
Eaglets (The Elect; Christians) start chirping the “spirit of prophecy,"
I have to denounce this with POOP (lies and false allegations).
When one of the Eaglets spoke
his doom-n-gloom prophesy about the terrorists/911 and a nuclear bombing
of Cape Canaveral, I had to report (POOP) this to the FBI as a devious
plot against NASA. Who gives a flying-flip about Jesus and the end-time prophecies! It’s all out there to scare the rest of us parrots. . It’s easy to discredit their prophetic dreams, because there is no way for them to say that it will really happen. . And, because the authorities are in such an uproar about terrorism, my POOPing on the Eaglets makes them a viable target as some sort of extremist religionist who can be viewed as terrorists. Because of my odd obsessive disorder and PARANOID psychosis, I have to pick the most trivial of details and make it appear as a lie. Case in point: One of the Eaglets claimed that he was interviewed by CNN after viewing “The Passion of the Christ” movie, I claimed that he was never interviewed and made him out to be a liar. I'm proud to announce my POOPing on Eaglets on several occasions. My Snotty counterpart and I intend to continue our harassment, lying, and POOPing on Eaglets. What ever it takes! Here are some of the obsessive disorderly things I have done to show how I have POOPed and "cracker'd."
My obsessive compulsive disorder (OCD) and PARANOID psychosis are my character qualities that bring glory to the great Vulture. As a Pitch of a Parrot, I can truly "POOP onto others before they have the chance to POOP on me." |
| PARANOIA POLLY'S TRAITS |
My
PARANOIA psychosis has often been shielded by character traits
that make me appear normal. However my real character traits are
composed of the following:
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| CONCLUSION |
| Based upon my
superior intellect, pride in serving the great Vulture, my obsessive
compulsive behavior, and PARANOID psychosis, I'm
obliged to continue harassing, feeding crackers to the Internet dolts,
and sending out e-mails full of malicious lies and defamation,
especially against Eaglet and his Italian buddy. All of this POOPing is
for the glory of the great Vulture. I'm a Pitch of a Parrot!
You're lovely parrot, Paranoia Polly |