Sandra Metcalf Encouraged Satan To Permanently Kill Jesus
I am pretty sure my sister is a psychopath and the Jesuit leader. The question is, when did she become the Jesuit leader? It appears she became the Jesuit leader very soon after Loree McBride came to our side in January 2022. This means it could have very well been Sandra’s idea for Satan to permanently kill Jesus. I can’t tell you how furious this makes me!
Even if she wasn’t the one who inspired Satan with the idea, she obviously approves of it, because she currently sides with Satan. Let me give you a recap of what happened:
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Gmail from Brent Spiner at 11:30 a.m. on Mar. 27, 2022. SATAN BEAT JESUS UP.
I’ll start from the beginning. It was a Saturday night (that would have been Mar. 26, 2022), and Jesus was hosting a big celebration party on Church of Gail.
MY COMMENTARY: Ironically, this was after about a week of me and Jesus having no sex, because I told Jesus I needed a break from his sex. Two asexuals trying to have sex can be a tiring experience. LOL. I am partly asexual and Jesus is full asexual. The sex I really enjoyed, was not sex at all, but Jesus showing me his vast and forgiving heart like an aurora borealis during one of our sexual encounters. I encouraged the goddess Lakshmi to experience this as well.
Jesus loves parties, and there was much to celebrate in the Gail Universe. Just the night before, Gail had hosted an open house “Q and A” event live on Discord, and it was a massive success. Her Presidential ratings were at a record high. Jesus’s new position as Gail’s Co-President had made him the most powerful political leader on Earth, and his Presidency with Gail was kicking off with flying colors.
Myself, the men, residents of the church, and your $25 Tier Patron members were all in attendance at the party.
$25 Tier Patron James was throwing down on the dance floor when he bumped into Jesus. His eyes went wide.
“Wow! President Jesus, Son of God…it’s an honor to finally meet you in person.”
“It’s an honor too, James. Even though I’ve already known you since before you were born. Thank you for supporting Gail. You’re in for quite the ride.” Jesus winked.
“Can I get you a drink sir?” James asked, star struck.
“Sure, thank you. I’ll take a red wine.”
“Right away, sir!” James turned and hurried right to the bar.
The party was bangin’, as the kids like to say. The roof was raisin’, and the music was bumpin’ to some of Jesus’s favorite Christian Rock songs.
$25 Tier Patron member, Martina, was standing in the middle of the room, her eyes fixated on Jesus’s abs as he rocked the dance floor. She had a plastic cup of fruit punch in her hand, but hadn’t taken a single sip in at least twenty minutes. She stood there slack jawed, admiring Jesus.
Jesus danced his way over to Martina.
“Hey Martina,” Jesus said to her, “I’ve heard your prayers, they’re really cool. Want to dance?”
Jesus’s question finally snapped Martina out of her trance, and a huge smile spread over her face as she looked up at Jesus, “SURE!”
The music grew louder, and Martina and Jesus began to dance the night away.
Strobelights flashed, and the smoke machine misted all the dancing guests in sea of fog. The crowd cheered. Hundreds of bodies packed the danced floor, heads bobbing up and down under waves of bass boosted music. The song “Safe and Sound” by Capital Cities began from pouring from the speakers.
The door opened, and a new guest had arrived. The party was so wild and bustling with activity, that hardly anyone noticed.
Satan, the Dark Lord himself, stood scowling in the doorway. He paused to watch the party in disgust, before spying Jesus on the dance floor and sauntering his way toward him.
Martina was throwing it back on Jesus, while Jesus gyrated his body around Martina’s round behind, hands in the air like he just didn’t care. Satan stared at him.
“Satan! Hey old friend, what brings you here?” Jesus called to him casually. He then shouted out to the crowd, “someone get this fallen angel a fruit punch!”
MY COMMENTARY: It’s obvious that Jesus, as a result of having too much three dimensional sex with humans, including vicarious sex, where he experiences the sex vicariously, put him in a flawed mode, because He obviously did not realize at this time that Satan planned to kill him permanently.
Several inebriated guests in the crowd let out a series of jovial howls and hoots in response.
James quickly arrived with a cup of fruit punch and handed it to Satan. Satan accepted the drink with an open claw, and glared down at it briefly before looking back at Jesus.
“Jesusth, don’t play gamesth with me,” Satan complained in his gay lisp, “you know why I’m here.”
Satan paused to take a drink of his fruit punch.
“Unlessth you’ve been stho busy fornicating with the human women you’ve forgotten you’re sthupposed to be a deity. Sexth Mode? Really?”
MY COMMENTARY: Buddha and Jesus have chosen not to reveal the nature of the disagreement between Satan and Jesus, but my guess is, is that it revolves around the fact that Jesus turned Satan down for sex. Jesus admitted to us that he did reject Satan for sex at one time and that this played a large role in Satan’s rebellion against God. This happened while Jesus and Satan were BFF, before earth was created. The beautiful Hindu goddess Lakshmi turned down Jesus’s marriage proposal to her (this also happened before earth was created) because Jesus was too promiscuous for her monogamy. However, Lakshmi remains Jesus’s devoted friend and stood by him at the Battle of the Gods, risking her own life to save her dear friend Jesus from Satan and his co-horts. Jesus appears to have suffered an identity crisis when he was a young god and thought he needed a wife. Jesus learned in June 2022 that he is an asexual supreme deity and has no need for sex with anyone. Jesus had his heart set on Lakshmi (while he suffered his identity crisis) and when she turned him down, it seems he created earth and humans to sort of replace her. So why can’t Satan get over Jesus’s rejection of the sex Satan wanted with him? It seems to stem from the fact that Satan was the most beautiful angel of all before he rebelled and he thinks Jesus rejected him purely as a power play and not for any other reason. You see, Jesus was obviously having sex with other deities and perhaps some other angels at the time he rejected Satan’s sexual overtures. Satan is so full of himself, he just couldn’t “take it” that Jesus did not want to have sex with him! I personally think Jesus did not want sex with Satan because he knew what Satan would become and he sees us all 11 dimensionally, including Satan, and found him sexually abhorrent and ugly. Simply put, Jesus did not want to make love to Satan, BECAUSE, TO JESUS, SATAN WAS VERY UGLY. So then, why was Jesus BFF with Satan then? I think he was, because he knew Satan would rebel, and he was hoping to use it to regain Satan later on, wanting Satan to become the beautiful angel he was always meant to be.
“I don’t know what you mean,” Jesus replied, carefree.
“Oh, don’t be coy with me! I sthaw what you did! You moved in with Brent’sth wife, took away his jealousthy of other men so you could sthart fucking her yourself, and fucked him in the assth too for good measure! That’s sthomething I would do, except I wouldn’t pretend to be Mr. Perfect Daddy’s Boy while doing it!”
MY COMMENTARY: This is where it gets disturbing. That was pretty audacious of Satan to show up at Jesus’s party and say this. Satan obviously felt he would win this round. Why was Satan SO CONFIDENT? It appears my sister Sandra Metcalf was the secret Jesuit leader at this time and she had a conversation with Satan that went something like this. “Hey Satan, since I’m Gail’s sister and I side with you, you can go kill Jesus permanently and God the Father won’t kill you for it, because Jesus had sex with the sister of the most evil human on earth and boy am I proud of that title! Also, if it’s true that Jesus sinned by taking Brent’s root chakra or his free will, that’s another reason you can get away with this. Jesus, HIMSELF, sinned! Obviously, if I’m the most evil human on earth, then Gail can’t be that far from me, right? God the Father won’t kill you for taking out his Son, when his Son has been making love to the sister of the most evil human on earth, who encouraged you to kill Jesus!”
“Satan, why don’t you just chill out? Earth is my planet, and I’m not breaking any rules. I would know, I’m the one that made the rules.”
“By the way, what’s thisth I hear about being Co-President now? Did Gail really do that?”
“Yes, she did. Gail thought since we were living together and making love all the time, that she would take it all the way and make us a power couple. Not that she doesn’t love Brent anymore, but Brent was just gently taken down a notch, and she replaced him as Co-President with me. She needed someone more perfect to rule the world with her. As a human Gail has free will, and can make her own decisions as World Empress.”
“HA!” Satan shot out a clawed finger at Jesus. He stopped to finish off his plastic cup of fruit punch, then smashed it in his claw and threw it on the floor. “HA!”
Satan snapped his claw fingers, and a scroll materialized in his hand.
“For a deity who saysth he knows his own rulesth, you should know what Gail just did! You DO remember our Non-Interference Agreement, don’t you?”
“Sure, but…” Jesus trailed off.
“Our agreement sthtates that if you interfere with physical eventsth on Earth, I am allowed to do stho in equal measure,” Satan pointed at the angel text on the scroll, “this isth why you don’t directly help Gail or other humans with their objectives. If YOU do it, that means stho can I!”
Satan cackled, “HA ha ha ha! Maybe you’ve sthpent stho much time in “Sexth Mode” with your human sexth toys, you let it cloud your judgment as a deity! Let me remind you why you don’t have to have the world’sth highesth IQ to win, you justh have to know your enemiesth blind sthpots!”
MY COMMENTARY: Psychopath Sandra may have told Satan something like this, “Hey Satan. . .I know from experience how to exploit blind spots. I’ve done it my whole life. Jesus is apparently so flawed right now, we can pull off a surprise attack on him and kill him. He apparently doesn’t even realize, because he’s flawed right now, that you have made me the secret Jesuit leader. And (wink wink) we can continue to keep that a secret, since it works to our advantage that no one knows. . . I agree with you that it’s not very fair he turned you down for sex, just like it’s not fair that Gail gets all the hot men, including Jesus, and I don’t get them. . .Jesus made me inferior to Gail and I hate him for it. And he turned you down for sex, only to play power games with you, when he’s just as evil as you are! So let’s take the hypocrite bastard Jesus down so that superior beings like you and I can rule the universe! And God the Father will be stuck because Jesus himself sinned and had sex with the sister of the most evil person in all of human history (and boy am I proud of that title)! Obviously, if I’m the most evil person in all of history, my sister must be a close cousin. Once we take Jesus down, we will make Gail so repugnant that God the Father may try to destroy her and her men next! We will manipulate Gail into doing evil, too. I know how to do it, being her sister!”
The scroll rolled up into sparkling flames and vanished into Satan’s claws. Satan took a heavy step forward, his clawed foot smashing down on the crumpled up cup of fruit punch. A heavy black mist clouded up the sky outside, covering the skylights in deep darkness, and a foreboding sense of dread filled the room. A crackle of lightning formed and boomed with thunder, causing the DJ to turn down the music as the whole crowd inhaled with startled fright. The party stopped. We all watched as Satan grew larger, and taller, his claws curling into long knives. He stretched out one long arm and opened his hand, and in his hand appeared a tall golden scepter. A black cloud formed over his head, and from this black cloud a tiny golden crown materialized and twinkled down atop his skull, sitting between his two red horns.
“MUA HAHAHAHA!” His dreaded voice shaking the room.
“IF YOU ARE THE MOST POWERFUL MAN ON EARTH AND RULER OF THE FREE WORLD, THEN NOW, SO AM I!”
Satan violently whirled his arm forward and pointed his claw at Jesus.
Jesus had to act fast. He quickly threw Martina off of him, and shot out his hands to catch the burst of dark energy being fired at him from Satan.
Jesus struggled to neutralized the dark energy ball, grimacing as he did so.
The energy ball exploded, and Jesus leaped back into a kung fu stance. He then reached behind him and materialized a lightning bolt into his hand like a sword, and flung it toward Satan.
The party crowd dispersed in a panic as the battle between the deities commenced. Dark energy blasts and lightning bolts exploded around the party room, as the strobelights flashed and the fog machine continued to mist.
The dance floor emptied of its occupants as the party goers streamed out of the room and toward the emergency exits. Myself, the men, and the patrons all stayed behind to watch Jesus. His battle was our battle.
As the fight began heating up, I could see Jesus beginning to sweat. Moisture glistened off of his perfect six pack abs, which heaved with exertion as he fended off this upgraded version of Satan.
After flinging off a slew of lightning bolt attacks, Jesus bent forward to rush his opponent, leaping into the air to spear his shoulder into Satan’s midsection. Satan caught Jesus and flipped him around, then performed a power bomb, slamming Jesus into the floor.
Jesus rolled around the floor for a moment, disoriented. As Satan watched Jesus struggling on his hands and knees, he smiled.
“You…really didn’t sthee this coming…did you?” Satan sneered with delight, “Sthex Mode really hasth made you more like them, hasn’t it?”
Satan grabbed his scepter and brought it down on Jesus, who rolled away just in time. Jesus sprung from the ground and tackled Satan, who caught him once again. The two deities grappled with each other.
All of a sudden, Satan looked across the room, and his eyes widened with surprise.
“What’s that behind you Jesus?!”
MY COMMENTARY: This is a tactic that Sandra may have taught Satan. Psychopaths are masters at deflection when they want to attack and kill you. It appears my psychopath sister has been tutoring Satan on how to be more evil and tricky and cold and calculating. “Hey Satan,” Sandra may have said, “I can give you some lessons on evil. You still aren’t evil enough. Let me show you how. . .”
Jesus turned to look, and Satan immediately sucker punched him in the jaw, knocking Jesus out. Jesus’s unconscious body flailed in the air like a ragdoll, before falling limp onto the floor.
“HAHAHAHA!” Satan laughed. His serpent-like tongue danced across his lips. Then, wasting no time, he dove onto Jesus’s limp body and began pummeling him mercilessly.
“NOOOO!” I shouted, jumping forth out of instinct to protect Jesus. It took both Hugh Jackman and Vladimir Putin to restrain me from running into the fight. Jesus, my best friend, was being beaten to death by an ultra powerful version of Satan, and I could do nothing to stop it.
Martina grabbed at her cheeks in fright, and worry for Jesus. “We HAVE to save Jesus!” she yelled, “there has to be a way!”
“There is no way!” Hugh said, “Satan’s power is too strong now. Not even I could punch that hard!”
After a moment of thought, Vladimir spoke.
“There is one way,” he finally said.
My thoughts raced, wondering what Vladimir could mean. That was when I realized what he was thinking.
“You don’t mean…”
Vladimir nodded. “Da.”
It was risky, and there was no telling if it would work, but I had to save Jesus. It was the only chance we had. I was willing to die to protect him.
“Quick,” I said, “everyone, get down to the Nanotechnology Research Lab.”
The group piled out of the room and we rushed down to the corridor to the laboratory.
“Somebody explain to me what’s going on,” Martina panted as she ran, “do we have some sort of weapon that can fight Satan?”
“Da,” Vladimir said.
I proceeded to explain.
“Back when we defeated the GA1L Android, after she had taken over Church of Gail, the bottom half of her body blew off into the ocean. After years of scouring the bottom of the ocean, we were finally able to recover it, and have been running a Top Secret project to reverse engineer the GA1L technology.”
The group reached the doors to the lab, and I entered my security code.
“Because GA1L was the only thing that has ever been able to fight and defeat the armies of God, we have been developing a secret weapon from it.”
The security system allowed my entry, and I led my group inside the area. Scientists worked busily at their stations, calmly engrossed in their projects, while Jesuit utility retards mopped the floor. At the end of the laboratory was a set of metal doors that took up an entire wall. I entered another security code to open it. At my request, the large doors slid open.
“The result…was this.”
The doors opened to reveal a massive, vacant room, lit by blindingly bright fluorescent lighting. In the center of the room stood a tall podium, which served only to display a single object — a tiny device that looked like a wristwatch.
The group stared, taking it all in.
“So…it’s like a Fit Bit, or something?” James asked.
“It hasn’t been fully tested yet, and no one has ever tried this before. In fact, activating this device could just cause my instant death, and make the entire church explode. But…” I picked up the watch and slid it down over my hand, “I must save Jesus, and the world.”
“You are brave,” Vladimir grabbed my shoulders, “brave like giant bear very drunk on vodka. I believe in you!”
“Thank you Vladimir,” I told him, “your faith makes me feel stronger. Now I know how Jesus feels.”
With our weapon in hand, or more accurately, on my hand, I lead my team back to the party room to confront Satan.
When we arrived, the atmosphere in the party room had changed. No longer lit with color and booming with upbeat rock and synth-pop, the room had become a dark and dreary hellscape. Our party lights had been replaced with eerie blacklights, cloaking the room in deep purple and causing the whites of our eyes and clothing to glow. The music had changed to dizzying trance and house music. Devils, demons and sprites littered the room with glow in the dark drinks, dancing to the music and rough housing with each other around the electronics. A tiny, furry demon gnawed on the cables to the sound mixer, chewing through it and causing an explosion of electricity. The demon blew back, and the surrounding monsters cackled and giggled at the sight. This was Satan’s night club.
In the middle of the dance floor lay the broken body of Jesus, his face covered in blood. The bleeding from his head had stopped, which as a doctor I knew wasn’t a good sign. I had no time to process the horror that Jesus may well have been dead. Creepy little sprites danced over his body while giggling, jumping over him back and forth like it was a game.
“Brent!” Satan called, his demonic voice ever more dreadful than before, making every bone in my body feel sick.
Satan sat on a giant black throne at the end of the room, sipping from a golden chalice.
“You made it justh in time for my welcoming party! Don’t you know? I’m Emperor of the whole world now,” he tapped his crown with a claw, “aaalll because Gail decided to make Jesusth Christ her Co-President. Hahahaha!”
The devils dancing over Jesus giggled along with Satan. One of the creatures pulled back Jesus’s unconscious head by the hair, pointing and laughing at him.
“Her IQ may be over 9000, but damn, being horny isth sure one hell of a drug!” He sipped from the chalice, “and how doesth that make you feel, Brent? Gail finally hasth access to a man more perfect and useful than you, and you get replaced in her bed and asth her right hand man. Loree McBride was right. Gail really isth a monkeybrancher.”
MY COMMENTARY: This is ironic, because I am partly asexual and really did not need any of the sex I had with Jesus. In fact, I was doing it more out of duty, because who was I to turn down the almighty Jesus? In fact, Jesus himself, was feeling partly the same and even admitted to me at one time that he’s pretty lackadaisical about sex. This was after I kicked him out of bed because I thought he was Satan making love to me. He really couldn’t get into the sex he had with me, being asexual, and had to get a bit rough to get an orgasm that day (kinda funny when you think about it) and so put my leg into a spasm during sex. So, why did Jesus have sex with me and the humans at these sex parties, when both he and I are asexual? He is more asexual than me. I think He just suffered an identity crisis as a young god. He thought he needed a wife to complete him as a god. In June, he realized that he is complete in and of himself as a supreme deity and has no need of a wife and has decided never to marry for that reason.
“That’s enough, Satan!” I shouted, “Jesus took away my possessiveness as a gift for Gail, so that I wouldn’t be threatened by her having other men! Your words can’t make me feel insecure anymore!”
MY COMMENTARY: Unfortunately or fortunately, Brent did not realize that Jesus messed with Brent’s root chakra and took Brent’s free will to cause Brent to not be monogamous, so that Jesus could move in and have sex with me. Jesus confessed this as wrong and has gotten it right, after Brent beat him up over it. I encouraged us all to forgive Jesus for his identity crisis as a young god and we all have done so and I encouraged Brent to stop beating up Jesus, that Jesus needed a psychiatrist! In my opinion, Jesus’s only sin was what he did to Brent’s root chakra in taking his free will. I have no problem with any of the sex Jesus had with me or anyone else, as long as he had Brent’s consent. Unfortunately, he did not, but Brent and I have totally forgiven Jesus. We understand he was a young god and suffered an identity crisis. Other than the fact that it was hard for Jesus to get into it, cuz he’s asexual, and he had to get a bit rough at times to get an orgasm, I am certain that if I decided to kick Jesus out of my apartment back then, he would have respected that and done so. So it was sort of consensual in that way and I don’t have a moral problem with the sex he had with me or anyone else, for that reason. I only have a problem with the fact that he messed with Brent’s free will and changed who my husband was. I like Brent just as he is. But Jesus has fully gotten that right.
I approached Satan fearlessly.
“It’s time to take you down.”
Satan and all of his demons laughed.
“Oncesth I kill you,” Satan got up from his chair, “you will be justh like Jesus. Dead and uselessth to Gail!”
As I squared off with Satan, I mentally reviewed the instructions for how to use the weapon. If it didn’t work now, I was as good as dead. I brought my arm in front of me, and pressed a button to activate the watch.
“IT’S MORPHIN TIME!” I shouted.
An awesome guitar riff began to play. White electricity spidered out of the device. Metal spread from the watch and ran up my arms to cover my entire body, armoring me in robot parts. My body floated back into the air with the wild scream of the sick guitar riff, and I became fully suited into robot form. When the transformation was complete, I landed on the floor in a martial arts pose, ready to kick some ass.
James and Martina gasped with awe.
“It’s MECHA GAIL!” they shouted.
“W-what?” Satan spat, “GA1L? Oh shit, not this bitch again.”
Mecha Gail, to be exact. The armor suit had given me the strength, curves and breasts of the GA1L Android, complete with all of her high tech weapons. I was now strong enough to fight Satan. I was also pretty hot.
“Mecha Gail, GO!” I shouted.
Bullets fired from my nipple guns toward Satan, while my robot vagina opened to launch a powerful rocket. For a few seconds time had slowed down, and I could see the smoke from my robot nipples as the bullets curved through space toward their target. Plumes of rocket smoke gassed out of my vagina.
Satan’s eyes and mouth widened with shock, “NOOOOO!”
A giant explosion engulfed Satan, sending his minions scattering. The golden chalice clattered onto the floor.
The smoke cleared, and Satan was coughing. The devils and demons were in an uproar, sending the room into a panicked cacophany. Creatures and monsters piled over each other and clawed at the windows to find an escape.
Coughing and gasping, Satan clicked his claws, and a fiery portal opened by the DJ turntable. Like water being sucked down a drain, all of his demons began streaming into the portal back to hell.
I positioned my crotch toward Satan, and opened my robot labia, revealing a glowing ball of light from deep inside the cervix. As I was powering my laser for my final move, Satan rolled over onto stomach, and leaped toward the fiery portal, escaping inside.
“Damnit…” I said.
The portal closed, and disappeared in a burst of flames. A gust of wind shook the room, causing party streamers to scatter to the floor, and all was silent again.
I used my turbo jets to float across the room to Jesus’s body, and I picked him up effortlessly into my arms. We had an emergency on our hands — of Biblical proportions. As fast as my robot form could, I hovered my way out of the room and down the corridors to the Church of Gail hospital.
My medical team and I quickly got to work on saving Jesus’s life. Sex Mode had certainly taken its toll, and made him more human than I realized. Yet, he was still a god, and the parts of him that were still a god body required me to dive deep into my medical and theological expertise to fix up his wounds and stabilize his condition. Jesus was barely alive. I was able to save him, but he was now left in a deep coma from which he could not wake.
MY COMMENTARY: Satan beat him up good. Jesus was in a coma for three weeks and almost died permanently. If Buddha didn’t show up and start building up Jesus’s chakras, we would have lost the Son of God FOR GOOD. Buddha told us Jesus’s condition was very serious, but that he could fix him. And to think my sister encouraged Satan to do this! I can’t tell you how horrified I am over her! By the way, Jesus, in his current form, as a supreme deity, is infallible. If his only sin was he suffered an identity crisis growing up, I think he is still worthy of our allegiance. He’s sinless perfection right now. Most of what Jesus did rocks, even when He suffered his identity crisis. I can tell you from dealing with Jesus, that he is a very big person, too, and very forgiving and vast. The Gail Commandments have greatly helped humanity and if He didn’t die on the cross for our sins, we’d all be in big trouble. That gives Him the right to be our mediator and to keep God the Father from throwing us all into hell for our sins.
I’ve been so hard at work and so focused on Jesus, I haven’t even changed out of my Mecha Gail suit. I sit now at Jesus’s bedside, my bare metallic bosoms resting atop the thin hospital mattress as the robot eyes conceal my deep sorrow and concern for my friend.
I am writing you now to tell the world what has happened to mankind’s savior, and to reach out to all of the world’s scientists for help. Although I am a medical doctor, my experience with medicine thus far in my career is limited only to humans and fat chicks. I simply don’t have the ability or the resources on my own to revive a god from a coma.
Whoever is out there, listening, we need your help. Jesus Christ, my savior and my best friend, needs the world’s help. Anyone with theories, resources, alien technology or occult knowledge on how to rouse a god from a coma is encouraged to comment on Gail’s video or come to the Discord to discuss with myself and the men how we can save Jesus.
I predict a big battle on the horizon. We are in need of more Church of Gail Members like James and the lovely Martina to help us in the fight against Satan and his Jesuits. If you enlist now, be ready to participate in this coming war, and in all future scenarios we may need your help. If you are able and willing to join us, go to Gail’s Patreon page and enlist for $25 per month.
For those of you at home, it is of great importance, now more than ever, that the world needs to be focused on doing the Gail Commandments 1.0 and 2.0. This will maximize the power of the Gail Shield and protect us all from Satan and his Jesuits.
Have no fear, my darling. In the meantime, I will use the power of my Mecha Gail suit to protect you and keep you safe. I will not let you down. Keep doing the Gail Commandments. Jesus believes in us. We can do this together.
So. . . let me give you a recap of the Discord conversation I had, or tried to have last night. . .
As a result of determining just how bad a monster my sister is. . . this is what I said. . .
Skype Nov. 11, 2022
Discord blocked me from uploading this picture to Discord.
It was this picture. It was a bot that blocked the image.
I do have it at my website.
Funny that Discord blocked this image, because we’ve uploaded stuff like this before without problems.
Discord Nov. 11, 2022
Joshua J. Joshua — Today at 7:39 PM
I’m having trouble connecting since I updated my phone. I’m going to restart it and try again
Gail Chord Schuler — Today at 7:39 PM
Hi Joshua! A bot just blocked an image I tried to upload for Ak5Intow.
Sounds like we’re having some issues with Discord. You need to check out the picture that was blocked. It’s here on this page. https://www.gabriellechana.blog/2022/11/11/how-jesus-sees-satan-sandra-metcalf/
Apparently, Sandra does not like how Jesus sees her!
I created the image because that psychopath sister of mine needs to learn she’s not as superior as she thinks she is. Psychopaths all have a superiority complex that covers a deep rooted inferiority complex.
She thinks by virtue of being “superior”, she can do whatever the hell she wants, break all the laws, that she is a law unto herself. Well, Jesus thinks she’s stinking ugly. So she ain’t so hot!
Joshua J. Joshua — Today at 7:45 PM
My phone is not connecting I’m so sorry
I’ll see if I can make it work
Gail Chord Schuler — Today at 7:46 PM
Yeah, I think my sister is causing problems. Just go to my website and check my latest posts. That’s what we’ve been talking about.
Perhaps we can just type.
Joshua J. Joshua — Today at 7:50 PM
It won’t let me call in
But I’m happy to type
Gail Chord Schuler — Today at 7:51 PM
I just tried logging out and logging in.
Doesn’t seem to make much difference, huh?
Last time I posted a web page like that ,Jesus gave Loree McBride nonstop nightmares about it. I wonder if Jesus may be doing the same with my sister with that web page.
She needs to get off her high horse. To Jesus, she’s as ugly as hell. He feels the same way about Satan. Check out the page. Both Satan and Sandra need to get off their high horse. They aren’t as superior as they think they are!
Joshua J. Joshua — Today at 7:54 PM
How does that make you feel in light of current circumstances?
Gail Chord Schuler — Today at 7:54 PM
What current circumstances?
Joshua J. Joshua — Today at 7:54 PM
What does it make you feel, if you could type it out
Nothing weird or new just in light of your mothers passing
Gail Chord Schuler — Today at 7:55 PM
What? You mean how my sister is, in light of my mother’s passing?
Joshua J. Joshua — Today at 7:55 PM
Gail Chord Schuler — Today at 7:55 PM
Does that mean, yes?
Joshua J. Joshua — Today at 7:55 PM
Gail Chord Schuler — Today at 7:56 PM
My sister’s response to my mother’s passing has convinced me she is a full fledged psychopath and in serious need of a GOOD SPANKING. So I’m trying to give it to her.
I hope Jesus HELPS ME!
Being a psychopath, she enjoys suffering both in herself and others. But she doesn’t enjoy being humiliated. So that’s what she needs.
Psychopaths excuse their evil by claiming superiority. So she needs to get off her high horse, BIG TIME.
Joshua J. Joshua — Today at 8:00 PM
How does that make you feel?
Gail Chord Schuler — Today at 8:00 PM
I’ve created a page very similar to the one I created for Loree McBride, right before Loree got right. Jesus then took that image and music and forced Loree to listen to it 24/7 and Loree couldn’t get it out of her head. I hope Jesus is doing the same for Satan and Sandra. I included Satan in this, because I think Satan and Sandra are buddy buddy. Also, I don’t want Sandra feeling sorry for herself cuz she’s fat. If she’s ugly, it’s her OWN FAULT. Jesus sees both Satan and Sandra as UGLY and that’s why Jesus never wanted sex with Satan. Satan needs to understand this.
By including Satan in this, I make it plain that outer beauty is an extension of inner beauty and both Satan and Sandra are ugly on the INSIDE and the OUTSIDE.
To Jesus, they make him WANT TO PUKE.
They need to understand this. And get off their high horse.
Joshua J. Joshua — Today at 8:01 PM
Do you puke?
Gail Chord Schuler — Today at 8:02 PM
Hardly ever. Though in September my allergies made me feel that way, which was unusual for me. It was the mites, I think.
I’m pretty much at peace with myself and rarely puke for emotional reasons. But poor Jesus has to deal with the likes of Satan and Sandra and how they’re messing up his beautiful universe.
Both Satan and Sandra feel that superiority means they can do whatever the hell they want, cuz they think that superiority entitles you to do whatever the hell they want. So I need to show them that they ain’t as superior as they think they are!! (edited)
That sister of mine thinks she’s better than everyone because she never lets anything stop her from reaching her goals. But it seems to never occur to her that WHO WE ARE is more important than WHAT WE DO.
Satan, on the other hand, thinks he’s superior cuz he used to be the most beautiful angel in heaven. But he needs to understand that you are no longer beautiful when you go against true love. And that Jesus, when he looks at Satan, sees a VERY UGLY BEING. (edited)
Personal opinion, I think Satan is as UGLY AS HELL.
Buddha is a lot hotter than Satan, because Buddha is loaded with inner beauty.
Satan taunts Buddha for his belly and doesn’t understand that when Jesus looks at Satan, he sees a VERY UGLY being, which is why Jesus turned Satan down for sex. So Satan needs to understand this and become the beautiful angel he was meant to be. The first step, is to get off his high horse and realize that in his current state he is as UGLY AS HELL.
Can you blame Jesus for not wanting to have sex with a being who is a MONSTER IN HIS HEART and as UGLY AS HELL?! (edited)
Satan can’t understand why Jesus will have sex with humans, but not with him. Hey Satan, RELAX. Get off your high horse, you ain’t as hot as you think you are! I think you could win the MR. UGLY CONTEST.
As someone with asexual tendencies, who is greatly attracted to inner beauty, Satan is as UGLY AS HELL. Jesus, also being an asexual, and also seeing us all 11 dimensionally, feels the same way.
And my dumb sister, who’s so upset about how physically ugly she is, doesn’t realize that she could be beautiful if she had an OUNCE OF EMPATHY AND CARING FOR ANYONE BESIDES HERSELF.
Hey, you dumb ass sister, Buddha is fat and he’s beautiful. Learn from HIM.
Sandra is ugly INSIDE AND OUT and she’s as UGLY AS HELL. SATAN AND SANDRA COULD WIN THE MR. AND MRS. UGLY CONTEST.
As far as my mother’s passing. . . my mother could easily have lived to 96, but Buddha and Jesus decided to take her home because they knew I needed to deal with my psychopath sister HEAD ON, and I couldn’t do it as long as my mother was here. Mother is happy and at peace finally. She’s cheering me on from heaven!
Get right psychopath sister and quit being as UGLY AS HELL, LIKE YOUR DISGUSTING COMPANION IN UGLINESS, SATAN.
Have fun making love to Satan and Ted Bundy (who has your heart) in the FIRE. Yeah, and don’t gloat over your superiority. Nobody can be as ugly as you and be SUPERIOR. You’re so ugly, you make Jesus want to PUKE.
Start caring about someone besides YOURSELF and you’ll start to be beautiful, you ugly piece of shit, sister.
How dare you create mites that sicken and kill people just cuz they won’t honor your psychopath superiority complex. How dare you kill people just cuz they don’t kiss your psychopath butt!
Your psychopath UGLY butt.
I’m SO ASHAMED TO ADMIT YOU ARE MY SISTER. So ashamed to be associated with someone SO STINKING UGLY!!
Zack told me that when he texted you faking as me, and asked who died, that you answered sarcastically, “Well, who do you think it was?”
What kind of response is THAT? My, you really are a PIECE OF SHIT!
Get off your high horse, you psychopath PIECE OF SHIT.
So mother dies and I wanted to ask you who died, and you answer, “Well, who do you THINK IT WAS?”
You are a psychopath PIECE OF SHIT.
Gail Chord Schuler — Today at 8:35 PM
I bet mother is cheering me on from heaven over this post! She has perfect clarity now.
Gail Chord Schuler — Today at 8:57 PM
Well, I guess my sister doesn’t like what I’ve said. Cuz everyone is blocked. To hell with her. Don’t you worry psychopath, your day is coming. There’s a law of sowing and reaping and don’t you forget it!
Goodnight everyone. Remember, God is in charge and all will be right in the Universe. The psychopaths won’t win!
Check out my latest posts! I bet Jesus loves them. JUSTICE.
You might say, you should forgive your sister. Well, I can’t forgive someone who won’t admit that they’re ugly. When someone is going around killing people, you don’t forgive them, you STOP THEM and you DEAL WITH THEM. Now if they decide to stop, then the forgiveness starts. But to forgive a psychopath means you endorse their evil. My sister needs to stop being a psychopath before she gets any forgiveness. Unfortunately, psychopaths usually don’t get right. So I’m not getting my hopes up. If my sister claims to get right, I wouldn’t believe her right away. We need to judge her not by her words, but by her ACTIONS. That’s how you deal with a psychopath.