This is the This

When I was born to little folk I knew not what I missed. We worshiped Jesus and saw nothing but rain. Each morning I touched it and each night I thought that the rain would stop, but my parent's God told me things that were not true.

Later I bumbled. I had become angry at the ways of the little folk. They had shown me rain and I wanted sunshine or I wanted thunder. I put heroin in my arm, I played guitar, I worshiped David Yow. I saw thunder every day, and every night the lightning would chrash into my room and frighten me. I cheated on every woman that trusted me and all of them did.

Finally I was thrown out by my wife because I had moved in with someone else. This punishment seemed truly unfair and the spike moved from my arm to my groin. I soon was reduced to dealing meth outside the fairgrounds. Every night I would try and turn little folk into bumblers and every night I would succeed.

One night I heard a sound and I stopped in my tracks. It was Charlie (Charley). HIs voice was strong and kind and as he sang the words "I got a ticket to Misoury" my mind cleared and I knew that I must meet this man, this prophet. This leader.

The story of how we came to meet is for another day, but since that moment I have walked beside him but never in front, you little folk may walk beside me until you are in his presence and then you will crawl, once you crawl you float, until you can walk again. I am the speaker and the conduit. Your money touches my fingers before it reaches Charlie's (Charleys) pocket. If you are a woman you will meet me first and when you do you may feel pain, but nothing compared to the pain of your God failing you. Fuck your God. He lets you be sick. He gives you diseases. He takes your children.

Charlie will teach you the way. Your children will die, but you will understand it. His soft hands will touch your face and you will learn.

We have 200,000 members in Europe. We have 150,000 members in South America. We will soon have America.