Justin Philip Pomaika'i Laybon Nagasawa
Humble Servant
Jesus Christ, help me! The media, actions, and vocal expressions of others are reminders of my flawed and imperfect actions and inactions. I am reminded about not speaking about work, and having spoken about work to a group of people I've done drugs with, I am temporarily cursed until confession. I kept seeing a media of someone acting that a box of glass cups he was lifting was heavy, and may have been emulating his previous barbell weightlifting for fun. My vexation is that I had said the panels were difficult to pull, and this enticed another person to try to know my work. I was previously pressured to speak about work by a desert-skinned person, and had said some information. I hope Jesus saves me, and I regret speaking to others about things that I was told to be quiet about. I have been vexed with further envy to join the military in hopes that personal lethality and foundational academics will protect me. I have thought immature thoughts about killing the competition. Jesus, please save my family from vexation and persecution from someone named ###. ### decided to be a competitor randomly to my dad's business, and had copied our business prices. I have thoughts about murdering ###. I hope the LORD Jesus removes and cuts all connections to previous drug acquaintances, such as ### and ###. After acquiring posttraumatic stress disorder, and then being asked more about work, I had decided to cut all communications from that group of people, except for the military ones. I believe that previous religious practice and repetition had made me unmotivated and weak, and accepting of sufficiency instead of great lifelong growth. I am supposed to be envious and competitive for my pursuit of wealth, reputation, strength, talent, and private kill & sex count. I believe that my current opportunity has been squandered due to previous involvement with the church's routines while not having read the holy bible fully in my private time. I see the military as the only accelerant to physical strength, independence, and a future. I am presently left a coward, suspicious, inconsistent in routine, attracted to demons & devils, vanity, weak, without a vehicle license, and cursed by my family and previous acquaintances. I regret reading the holy bible while having a prayer hands image fear, and am without any way of recovering financial loss. I am still vexed by the happenings in this world, irritating me with its added salt on the wound of the loud engines triggering my anxiety. I hope the LORD causes the vehicles to crash and to grant physical disability to the drivers. The Holy Bible is insulting, and this world's faith in guns and money is stronger than that of the Holy Bible. Thanks, Jesus, for peace, providence, and progress in Jesus' name, Amen.