While Assbarjab was fleeing somewhere with my dirty socks stuffed in his mouth I headed out of the wet, mushy falling snow of Edson.

I thanked God for the full final release of Thinwah, certain the time was fast approaching when the entire Islamic Society of Edson would be hot on Assbarjab’s rat tracks.

Within ten kilometres of Edson I was also Praising God and thanking Him for the clear sunny skies and bone-dry highway I was on. This Praise continued all the way to the Pacific Ocean. The time comprised the best travelling conditions I have ever experienced heading Westward through the Fall Colored and Early Winter Mountains.

But, Hinton’s economic voice, like its once a week community paper, closed down Tourist Information Center and the Chamber of Commerce was deadly silent as I passed through.

It was the same for other communities like Devon, Robson, Valemont, Blue River and Canoe River as I headed for the West Coast and the Cloud of Dope Smoke that has birthed what we Canadians often refer to as Lotus Land. Only fashionable ‘Jerk the Tourists Cash Bags of Jasper’ had any semblance of the better days that the bulk of Canadians were longing for.

The stagnant silent municipal trio of Albreda, Avola, and Vavenby were well represented by the sign on one store I used to frequent when passing through this region.


I posted some of the Trudeau reasons for their sorry state of being and drove off, thanking God for His beautiful sunny Fall day.


The Little Fort billboard got a three tier Trudeau the Economic Twit flavor posted on its barren surface as the sun was setting.

There continued a ‘bleak barren feeling’ as I traveled onward and I remember it certainly was present in the community area of Barrierre.

From the time of my Edson departure too often the only visible economic activity was at some mind-numbing liquor source outlet.

Clearwater was particularly facing a strain on the system with the Dutch Lake Beach Park hosting only a single local fisherman and his son on the normally crowded floating docks and tie ups.

A solitary woman arrived with the same look of dismay on her face as mine at the rest stop facilities being shut down. She couldn’t urinate along side the building as I would imagine many travelers doing. Well, at least she did not look the type to do so I thought to myself as I zipped my fly and posted more about Trashy Trudeau Economic Madness.


I cleared from Clearwater as quickly as I could and stayed motoring until I ran downhill into Kamloops with its background beat of illusions, delusions and Spiritual lies.

Physically you have to go down into Kamloops and when you bottom out you must grind your way back up and out once again.

However, Spiritually, when many go down into Kamloops they never find their way back out of the drug laden River City. Oh, they may leave physically, but their minds have been altered permanently because of the intensity of the hypnotic throbbing voice of Satan that permeates the valley.

We know All Creation praises the Creator in an endless Spiritual Symphony that comprises a background ‘musical harmony’ that blesses both God and His Created Beings. Isaiah 49:13 speaks to it: “Shout for joy, O heavens! And rejoice, O earth! Break forth into joyful shouting, O mountains! For the LORD has comforted His people and will have compassion on His afflicted.”

And Psalm 148:1-6 tells us All Creation is involved in this harmonious ‘musical spiritual backdrop’ that surrounds us: “Praise the Lord from the heavens, praise him in the heights above. Praise him, all his angels, praise him, all his heavenly hosts. Praise him, sun and moon, praise him, all you shining stars. Praise him, you highest heavens and you waters above the skies. Let them praise the name of the Lord, for he commanded and they were created. He set them in place for ever and ever; he gave a decree that will never pass away.”

Again Psalm 19:1-4 states there is no where this ‘musical speech’ of the Entire Universe is not heard: “The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they display knowledge. There is no speech or language where their voice is not heard. Their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world.” Psalm 19:1-4

This is not a ‘musical harmony’ you perceive with the natural ears. But, it is a harmony that Satan tries desperately to disrupt so God’s creation called YOU cannot be blessed through it. He employs very beautiful, exquisite, hypnotic and dangerous as Hell music to get his task done. The music is increasingly dangerous for the ‘stoned dead’ stoner mind carried away by the delusions of the multitude of drugs people now inject, ingest and inhale. When a ‘mind’ in such a state is carried away or enters too far into such a darkened spiritual realm it quite often never comes out without the guidance of the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit is only available through the Lordship of Jesus Christ.

The mind of the ‘spiritually adrift’ having come under guidance of what we term demonic spirits certainly does not want you to recognize Jesus. And, sadly some weakened psyche need only momentary exposure to the hypnotic sway in the Spiritual Reality of ‘Satan’s Speech’ attacking the ‘harmony of God’ to lose track of themselves permanently.


Yes, Satan Speaks

 So, be very careful with the amounts of whatever you may consume physically and Spiritually. The Universe does have a true harmony, ‘a musical beat‘, but it is a beat that does not hypnotize you in any manner as does that of Satan. So, be careful smoke dope stoned Canada. Too many of you are already so far along this drifting shifting path I doubt you will ever make it back to the sanity and spiritual safety of a drug free mind.


This is what was upon my mind as I downed the long hill into Kamloops.

I was enveloped in the Spiritual Harmony of God, but facing the pounding, throbbing attempts by Satan to completely cloud it out, trying to drown out all praise of the Creator. The hypnotic throbbing was like a thickening mist the deeper you got into the valley.

So, listen up you drug induced goon ball swallowing dopers. Most of you are completely unaware when Satan speaks through Music and it is time to wake up you fools for he is proving himself in this world to be the God of Music.

Two biblical passages that speak about Satan’s role before his fall include Ezekiel 28 and Isaiah 14. The King James Version of Ezekiel 28:13 states, “The workmanship of thy tabrets and of thy pipes was prepared in thee in the day that thou was created.”

Satan was once the top musical angelic being and when he fell he began his attempts to disrupt the praise of God using demonic influences through the ‘music of man’.

Once adrift in Satan’s hypnotic sway you may try to find your way out of whatever Hell he has opened for you.  It may simply be drugs or the sexual perversions he has drifted you into you, but you will never fully escape his sway on your own you pathetic bimbos or Harley Riding drug distributors.

As to the help of man? There are temporary escapes in some of man’s self-help programs that are also delusional. You will eventually drift back into your first state of being and usually an even worse state from whatever position you were first found in. Such is the state of a temporarily cleaned vessel when an unclean spirit returns to it.

Luke 11:24-26  When the unclean spirit is gone out of a man, he walketh through dry places, seeking rest; and finding none, he saith, I will return unto my house whence I came out. And when he comes, he finds it swept and garnished. Then goes he, and takes to him seven other spirits more wicked than himself; and they enter in, and dwell there: and the last state of that man is worse than the first.

Do you have the slightest suspicion that you are not quite emotionally or mentally fitting the image you have of yourself? Does your ‘self-image’ seem to  somehow have become slightly dislodged in your mind? Listen to The Choices We Make: and then call upon the Name of Jesus. Ask Him for His Lordship and to send you the Holy Spirit to guide your mind out of the metronome pulse that is controlling it in such a pleasantly stoned manner.

Kamloops, I have known for many years to be under the Spiritual deceptions that accompany drug abuse. And now the River City is only to worsen and further disintegrate with the Trudeau Pot Program.

‘All the water flowing through the City of Rivers can never carry away the Spiritual Pollution in the City’ I now conjectured. Over the years I have ministered here to polluted churches, polluted business men, polluted prostitutes, polluted sports freaks, polluted white, black, yellow and red persons.

As the tires carried me along I truly was saddened, but I was sick of this polluted hole in the earth called Kamloops.

The fat gluttonous, hedonistic, trim, homosexual, heterosexual, bi-sexual and every other kind of person be they immigrant or native born appeared like zombies to me. All were oblivious to the mist and background disruption of Satan and they simply inhabited the night I was passing through.

‘I am doing no more here, there is nothing for me to do here’ solidified in my mind as I accelerated up the exit hill from where I prayed I would never have to return to the city again.

I got out as fast as I could legally climb. ‘Coquihalla summit here I come’.

I like riding alone in the blackness of night, sucking coffee and talking with my Father.

Sometimes He answers me and sometimes He just lets me ramble on knowing I simply need to talk.

And sometimes He quietly commands me as He had: ‘Get out of here. There is nothing for you to do.”

I thank God there wasn’t anything I had to do as Kamloops is a Spiritual Barren Land. It is so barren Spiritually that I never even looked for its economic indicators that night. Perhaps it is doing better economically because it is Spiritually Barren?

After all, Justin Trudeau is one Spiritually Barren Bastard and he has control of your purse strings, eh?

There is a saying ‘The Devil looks after his own’….is Trudeau providing for you going up and down into the valley daily in Kamloops?

All this was mine  as I  traveled on my way to visit the Vancouver Art Gallery for October 17, 2018 legal enactment of the Trudeau Political Pot Insanity.