YOU must really be retarded if you believe that the Marcoses will return the money to the Filipino people if the son of the dictator and plunderer is elected into the presidency.
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When we had disasters like the super typhoons Yolanda (in Leyte), Frank, Ondoy, Rolly, Jolina, Odette (in Caraga), weren’t those the perfect times to give back the money they have stolen?
Why do they need the presidency now in 2022 to right the wrong they have done since the 1970s, or even 1960s?
Why do they need to be president to be able to do good?
It’s all hogshit, and it stinks!
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When is enough enough?
And when is letting go meaningful?
I was so proud of the Philippines and the Filipino people in 1986 for their boldness to say enough is enough.
I am so disappointed today that for people to “let go” it means that we should elect the family of the thieves to power again.
No, that is plain stupidity!
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In my Catholic upbringing, my sins are forgiven if I undergo the ritual of confession, or the rite reconciliation.
I acknowledge my sins before God (and usually witnessed by a priest).
And then, I am given my penance.
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So, why not start with a confession, a sincere and honest admission of sins?
Why not proceed with penance?
Meaning, give back to the Filipino people what you stole from the Filipino people.
And then, for more penance, some sort of sacrifice.
Like excusing yourself from doing more harm to the country.
Like excusing yourself from running for political office.
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You have already stolen enough.
I think you are ready to isolate and quarantine yourself.
If you want, you can start an NGO.
Yeah, give back the money through an NGO; you don’t have to be president.
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Do I make sense?
If I do, it’s because I’m smarter than 99% of the 120 million Filipinos all over the world.
There are many smart Filipinos.
But some of them can be bought.
Their integrity is questionable.
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My integrity? I’m the f*cking #ThePSN of Philippine Literature.
Why would I soil and ruin my reputation for a measly sum of money from crooked politicians?
(Have you Googled my net worth, yet?)
My vote is not for sale.
My opinion is priceless.
My words are gold, diamonds, gems, treasures, enlightenment for those who listen to the real voice of God.
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I am a prophet not because God talked to me in a dramatic, filmmaking scene kind of way.
I am a prophet because I speak the Truth, and my goal is Goodness, and I believe in Love.
I will not do anything to take advantage of the poor and the marginalized.
I have never ever in my life!
I’m a teacher, I’m a nurse, I was a religious missionary.
I am blessed.
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If you are miserable, poor, and unhappy with how things are in the world, you are not blessed.
If you are not blessed, how can your opinion (and political choice) be pleasing to God?
If God is not pleased with your choice, and you still want to go on with it, what does that make you?
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You, poor people who pray, please listen to God.
Stop talking about what you want, what you need.
Listen, listen, listen.
God is telling you to choose smartly (and Pink!) in 2022.
If you can’t hear it, are you really praying?
Or are you just self-indulgent brats asking for graces from your God?
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God is pleased with my Pink choice.
That’s why I’m blessed.
Despite the pandemic, I am healthy, happy, traveling in Europe, and not so poor. (Google my net worth already!)
I’ve been kissing Britons, Swedes, Czech, Polish, Romanians, Bulgarians.
I put so many things in my mouth, and still, I am Covid-free, I am STI-free.
It’s all about being blessed.
It’s all about God being pleased with my choices.
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I’m an EDSA baby.
I was there in the spirit of the first People Power Revolution.
I grew up with the ideals of Ninoy: The Filipino is worth dying for.
I grew up with the ideas of Cory: The Filipino is worth living for.
I have appropriated these ideals: “The Filipino is worth fighting for.” —#ThePSN of Philippine Literature.
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I’m fighting for you.
But this is not my fight alone.
I am not the Messiah.
I am not Jesus Christ.
I am just a new prophet for God.
And woe to you who will not hear my words.
God has spoken through me.
And Holy Pink is the message./PN
