TO JESUS : WHAT A DAY, OF HAVING MAGICAL BOOBS;)

AFTER WAKING UP IN THE JESUS BED, I WENT TO THE WINDOW, AND WHISPERED TO THE GUARD, ST. MICHAEL, MY FRONT WATCH.

I SHOWED HIM A PICTURE, AND TOLD HIM THAT I GOT THE MAGIC BOOBS, FINALLY.

LOL!!!;)

IT ARRIVED FOR ME, THE MAGIC BOOBS.

I SUSPECTED THAT THEY WOULD BECOME MAGICAL AGAIN.

LOL;)

THERE'S A MIND-BODY DISCONNECT, WHENEVER ANYTHING MAJOR HAPPENS TO BREASTS, BUT THE QIGONG-GODDESS SELF-LOVE MEDITATION SEEMS TO HELP :

THERE ARE LITTLE FAIRY LIGHTS, GLOWING, FROM MY MAGIC BOOBS...

I HELD OUT THE ROUND, SPARKLING, LAB-CREATED DIAMONDS, TO SHOW HIM, WHAT THE FEELING OF HAVING MAGICAL BOOBS WAS LIKE...

IT'S LIKE WEARING SOMETHING MORE VALUABLE THAN JEWELRY.

IT'S REALIZING THAT GOD LOVES MY BREASTS, JUST THE WAY THEY ARE TOO.

AND LOVING MY BREASTS, THE WAY THEY ARE...LIKE THE TRIPLE MOON GODDESS MAGIC HAD ARRIVED...

MAGIC BOOBS/THE GODDESS SELF-LOVE OF BREASTS, ARE A GIFT.

I SAW A STUFFED TOY THAT SAID, "JESUS LOVES YOU SO MUCH," AND THAT'S EXACTLY WHEN MY MAGIC BOOBS FINALLY ARRIVED FOR ME.

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PIPE BOMBS UPDATE :

ROGERS AIN'T MISTER ROGERS, LORD :

BOBBY AIN'T BOBBY MCGEE/MCFERRIN EITHER, BLACK JESUS :

MY ANTHEM SONG :

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