Spiritoffire

The Story Continues...

Dirt, Rock, Tree & 3 Earth Ages
👑👽 👻🔥 🖤😎🎄 🌏🌎🌍

Hello,
My name is dirt, for so I am since birth, when my God formed me of the dust beside the sea. Where he knelt down and breathed a soul into me. Then he gave me lights to see, out of my Royal Cave. He must have loved me a lot for all that he gave. And one more tiny little splendid thing. Into my heart he planted a seed. Then he showered me with love while I bathed in the light of his son. It tickled a little when the roots took hold. The axe will have to wait until the tree is old. I worried about what would happen when my one tree died until I discovered the fruit and the seeds. All of those wonderful seeds. My mother is Earth. My name is Dirt.
Tony Carpenter 1-5-22

🖤 Hey there big guy. 😎 In all of these years I've never learned your name but you can call me Dirt. That must be my name because one day 2 young bicyclers were peddling past me when one of them wondered off to snake a trail right through me and I heard the other one say to him, "why are you riding your bike in the dirt? Get back up here on the road." Anyway I wasn't very happy back then just being Dirt so I prayed to my Lord for something better. Then one day He showed up here with billions of seeds and He put all of them just under my surface can you believe it? 🛐

I asked him tons of questions, "what kind of seeds are they? How long is it going to take? Will I be needing any special instructions?" And many, many other things I asked Him while He was here. I was grateful to my Lord for delivering all of my children so I promised Him I would be good Dirt from now on. Now I pray everyday for sunshine and rain because He said, "it's their favorite food and it makes them grow like weeds." Then He chuckled for a while. I never understood why. Maybe He bumped his funny bone and it woke up and started telling His inside jokes.

Well pretty soon they all started taking root and I never expected that it would tickle so much. It's like I have a billion funny bones telling my inside jokes. I just laugh and laugh all the time. They're delightful children and so well behaved. Can you believe every single one of them have stayed right where He put them. I love them all so much, I wrote a beautiful poem for them and I can't wait until they're old enough to read.

Hey I wonder if maybe just by chance you might know how to read. Maybe you could check my spelling for me. Now keep in mind that I've never been to school or anything. 🎓

Baby Names 🌽🥕
OMG!
I've no idea what those three letters say
I just heard a Biker say it really loud when his gang ran over me one day
It didn't hurt at all by the way
They must have been Hell's Angels because they were really tough
One of them called me Dirt with a look of disgust
Made me so mad I almost cussed
Anyway your dear old daddy Dirt was not very happy back then
So I prayed to my Lord because I knew He was listening
And that's where babies come from
Now I'm going to name each and every one of you.
Love, Joy, Peace.......
Dirt 1-5-22

😎Hey listen dirt I'm not going to sit here and read billions of names are you stupid or something?

🖤 Don't call me stupid! I don't know what you expected from dirt anyway. I ain't never seen you get on a School Bus and you've got to be about as dumb as a rock to sit there in that same spot since mom's molten crust cooled. She's just awesome by the way ain't she? Even rocks know that. 🌎

😎 Well I was smart enough to get a picture of your delivery man while he was here.

🖤 Where would a big fat dumb Rock like you get a camera?

😎 It's a smartphone Dirtbag. Samsung Galaxy Note 5 powered by Android. My FAVORATE sister gave it to me and I gave some purple fertilizer pills to Root for Tree's WiFi password.

My fertile purple poo-poo is all natural. I make it with Bug's brains and Birdy doo-doo. I call it crack. All of Plant's babbies are hooked on it. That's why Adam named them vegitables. I should've guessed Tree's WIiFi password, It's Imacat'sHeaven777. 😻

My other sister only gives me crack ups. I swear she acts just like a pebble! My brother is a hard man like myself and we're all Rockstars. We Rocks-rock and we roll also so tell all your puddles that we will, we will rock them. Rock on puddles of mud. It cracks us up, the way you jiggle.

Father God is planning to put a river right through here in 70 million Google years. Mother Earth loves His promise and she knows He will dig it when He wills it to be dug. We rocks all believe that it's going to be in the next Earth age but no one knows for sure. Only God knows the times and the goes into's. You just have to trust the spirit that is in you. There are many, many more things you have to learn dirt.

Dig this Dirt, People's babies play a video game called dig dug. Our brothers, Lord J-Rod and Mr. Alien brought it here from the Galaxy of Ford in their back seat. It was a gift for Tony because of an awesome poem that he wrote for them about how they met. Now, there's a guy who can write poetry. You will never catch him writing manure like this and don't even try to blame this pile of word turds on him either.

You F. Oh
It's a frightful tale but I'll tell it in the daytime if you're with me. It's like something you might see on dateline NBC. I looked up at the stars strewn across the firmament. Tiny points of light in the night sky. Suddenly one of them intensified and then streaked in a Z pattern across the sky. I swear on all that I love that this is no lie. Then we both stood there, Ray and I and we saw a light orb slowly following i-75. Then we both looked to the left and you won't believe what we saw. A silent flying black triangle that left us in awe. It moved over the house really slow, how it was powered God only knows. It was only about 80 ft off the ground and it didn't make a single sound. It's the kind of thing you only see on TV or YouTube but I swear to my God you can believe me, it's true.
Tony Carpenter 1-5-22

😎 Hey Mud, I'll bet every purple urple I've got stashed up in Mountain's middle that you have no idea that you're actually talking to an alien right now and that nothing here is a solid object. Everything around here is just molecules that are squished together. The mathematical probability of molecular adhesion in which molecules would combine in a way that allows them to coexist and function as a singular unit is less likely than you winning the lottery every single day until God destroys this Earth age with fire.⏰

You witnessed what He did to the first Earth age because of the level of evil that existed there. In the future God will create a new Earth and a new Heaven and there will be no end to that Earth age. In His Infinite Wisdom He chose to give everyone a choice because God is not going to force anyone to go there who does not want to go. He does not want anyone there who did not choose to retain knowledge of Him and his Commandments. Anyone who makes it to the next Earth age will live forever so He just wants to make sure that everyone there loves Him and wants to be there.⌚

His word says that every knee will bow to Him when he returns very soon. We rocks bow today, unlike most rock stars we understand the difference between buying a home and choosing who's going to live there instead of just giving a door key to everyone. The next Earth age ain't going to be no flophouse. We understand that He's being very careful about who He is moving in with because they're going to be there forever and He always keeps His Word as you know. 🌎🌎🌎

I wonder who the first idiot was who ever said the phrase,"dumb as a rock. The phrase should be dumb as dirt."

Also the whatchamacallit's thingamabob makes doohickey when it's inside of the whateveritis and that's where babies come from Stink mud. That's right and the Godfather of my rock father is Father God which is why we rocks ain't sceered of looser-fur. 👿

By the way mud your Lord's Spiritoffire resides in the Royal Cave. AKA Gordon's Golgotha, it's in the Royal City of Israel, The Faithful City. You can Google it and just tap on the blue letters. Thank you and come again. His Friends of Christ are just hanging out here at this rest stop until God creates the third Earth age for them where they will live forever with their families.

"Listen dirt, God is an alien. Just as sure as J-Rod is and Alien also. God is not from this neighborhood, dirt." He is E.T. He is an intelligent life-form from somewhere else. He is so far advanced even we rocks can't figure it out. Sometimes I get cracks in my head just thinking about it.

I wish you could remember the evil that existed in the 1st Earth age but I guess all of the giant piles of dinosaur poo poo💩 and the people's poo poo and p*e p*e and all the crap from every creature on this planet that you have endured over the millenia have shiaittered your brain. you've taken so much crap I understand why you're shiaittered. I mean you've been s**t on by everyone until somebody finally broke your Clay Pot didn't they buddy? I don't even want to tell you about the babies you were sewing and reaping back then. I guess you just have to be hard as a rock to Witness the ages without brain damage. I can't believe you don't remember the weeds. I think maybe you've just blocked it out somehow and that just blows me apart man. 💥

Momanem
With my sisters and my brother along with our mother, I Rock the ages. Everyone knows that we Rocks have seen the turning of the pages. We will, we will, rock you or just sit quietly for millinia. Nothing in this Earth age can stop you after you get our music in ya. I mean we will get right into your bones and your DNA. We like Kid Rock and The Rolling Stones and we'll be here jamming long after their all gone. Everybody must get stoned.
Got a light? 😎 Kid Rock 1-5-22

🎄Excuse me down there. Do you guys really think I can't hear you? Just so you know, I have 1.5 billion videos of the delivery man because each of my leaves has a phone also, I mean this is 2021 and Artificial intelligence is as real as J-Rod and I have all the bug brains and birdie doo doo that I need Rock. I'll be changing that password and I just spoke to Root's sponsor. He's going back to rehab and I want to say one more thing just for Tony's post. 💚

Poet tree 🎄
Look at me, I’m a giant tree
The biggest tree in the land
Look at me
Look at my trunk how strong
Look at my branches how long
There is no tree that can stand up to me
Look at my leaves, look at me
Look at my birds and squirrels too
Look at me, I’m looking at you
Hello down there, you look like a bug, Looking up at me with love
Look at me, look at me
See how the wind makes me sway
Get a rope, hang a tire
Let's play Poet Tree 1-5-22

😎 Now take a look at the picture I took of your baby-daddy as soon as He got here with your little brats, before Tree changes the password you crap eating, shiaitter-brained weedlover.

🖤 Well that is some heavy metal you just laid on me Kid Rock and I want you to know that I've been to all of your concerts. I love mom and the Gang with all of my stains but this guy is not my Lord. He kinda looks like Him but just like you, he's not even capable of movement.

Keep it up Rock and I'll pray to my Lord for a hammer and show you a crackhead. 🚀

BRAINCHILD

A POET'S CORNER MYSTERY
THE PICKLED POET'S ANGEL IS AN ANGRY OMELET'S EVIL ME

THIS IS 1ADAM12 REQUESTING BACK UP ON POET'S CORNER, 211 IN PROGRESS. THE PICKLED POET LOST HIS ANGEL

1Adam12 GTA
All points bulletin: Be on the lookout for The Pickled Poet.

KNOCK KNOCK LET THE DEVIL IN
I have a sneaky suspicion that something's gone wrong. Like maybe my life has been hacked. People call me Tony and I just play along but I'm someone else in fact. So I walk the earth unsatisfied searching for whatever-it-is. I think maybe the real me must have died. How do I get into situations like this? I try to settle in and just get past it, hoping I'm comfortable in my casket. I visit graveyards and I read every stone in search of my own. Meanwhile I'm just a bad actor but I'm pulling off the world's greatest myself act and I'm hoping I can keep it up, at least until Tony gets back. I often think about Tony wondering where he's at and if he's alone. Where could he be? I'll bet you his little fake ass is back home pretending to be me. 👻🔥
T.Carpenter 1-7-22 The devil's in the rearview

HAHAHA I have everyone fooled. He's not himself and that's why he doesn't know how to feel. I mean it's his body but it's not him at the wheel. This is what I like to call the big Steal. Hahaha You fools! You're all fools! He's my meat puppet now, my Lizard man's Royal Cave. HA HAHAHAHA ! You're on Grand Theft Auto now Tony and I'm gonna wrap your official pace car around a coconut tree and take your Kia Soul to hell with me. HA HAHAHAHA HA I'm blaming it all on the witches by the way. I just can't wait to watch em burn HAHAHA BURN WITCHES BURN! HAHAHA FOOLS!

Warning: This story is not suitable for all minds. This X-File has been classified WTF by the Galactic Federation and they've named it The Angry Omelet. They say that it is dangerous to the sanity of people who are already troubled, su***de to the tortured Souls of haunted meat puppets and just plain stupid if you're allergic to eggs.
This here's a real life ghost story folks complete with failures to communicate and outright deception. It'll crack up your shell and these 2 crazy Waffle House aliens will scramble your egg if the devil don't get you first.
Anyone with any type of phobias should stop reading immediately. Just put it down and walk away. If nobody moves, nobody gets hurt. That being said, barf bags will be available for any Earthlings with a weak stomach and the squeamish squids of Oc*****sy of course.
It's called The Rollercoaster by those who fear looser-fur but God just calls it vomit and he has turned on the fasten seatbelt sign for all Rhyme alots on board. Here we go down the rabbit hole Alice and you know who we're looking for.

Dec. 31 2020
Mayday! Mission Control! This is Angel. Begging your forgiveness my Lord. We had just arrived at Poet's Corner when I turned my head for half a second and the enemy launched a pre-emptive strike on The Pickled Poet's Funny Farm. I'm in fear of losing the entire crop. Tony has left the building. Hello! Is there anyone there?

We hear you. Over!

Holy crazy town you guys! Who's the weird evil guy? Man o man he's like evil superman. I bet you it's all part of his evil Masterplan. Somebody send the coroner and 1Adam12 to Poet's Corner. Maybe the rhyme alots know where he's at? Find out if he's ever coming back and ask them who the hell is that? This evil dude is described as a street outlaw, driving fast. He's already mastered the Tony act but if I can grab the wheel I'll take him back. I can stop the big steal with a counter attack. It's hard to stop a stampede but I'm giving her all she's got Captain. This is Angel I'm working on a cure and that's what's up but if it doesn't work, tell Scotty to beam me up...

This is 1Adam12, Angel try to keep this channel clear. Tony's been hijacked! I'm putting everyman I've got on Poet's Corner. We've issued an all-points Bulletin for The Pickled Poet but this won't be easy because people only see what they want to see. I know it sounds crazy, believe me but they expect to see Tony so that's who they see and The Lizard Man Lives!

Holy Crap! Did you say Hijacked?
Man o man! The Lizard Man! What did I miss? That Evil dude's my Nemesis. I'm having a panic attack. Does anyone on that corner know where Tony's at?
Man o man no way no way.
Mayday! Poet's Corner! Mayday!
I'm driving the fingers but this is a cyber attack for sure. Satan took the wheel and drove straight off the track, scenic tour. S.O.S. I need a counter attack. What's the cure? This is Angel mission control. Come back?

Mission Control: This is Adam12. I'm on Poet's Corner now. The Rhyme alots are looking for Tony and I don't see angel anywhere. Can anyone hear me? What's the cure? Is anyone there?

This is J-ROD. We can hear you but Alien crashed our ship on Saturn last night. The martian said it was a carjacking. He said, "Tony stopped at a crosswalk and Satan jumped in the driver's seat." But you know how those martians lie. Anywho we're filing official papers with the Galactic Federation in 2000 years. They'll just rewind everything back to just before angel looked away and find Tony.

Mission Control, We don't have time. He could be a reprobate mind. Who's gonna write the poetry now? I can't rhyme. I don't know what should do for sure? Please reply, I need a clue? What's the cure?

Man o man! How did it all begin? Man o man! How's it all gonna end? SOS Rhyme alots! Where the hell is Tony at. What's the cure? Come back...

The only thing worse than seeing an angel lose his man o man is being an angel who has lost his man o man. Only the Rhyme a lots can help him now. Where's he at Rhyme a lots. What's the plan? Help me get back my man o man.

1Adam12 calling all Rhyme alots on Poet's Corner. We need someone to finish this story. Angel can't rhyme and I don't have time. If you're reading this the ball's in your court. Please continue with the story. We can't wait to find out what happened. What's going to happen with J-Rod and alien? Who is the Lizardman and how does the story end? Will angel get back his man o man? We're never gonna know if you don't finish it or at least tell the mission man what his mission is. By the way, who is the Mission Man?

UPDATE ON FINDING Tony Carpenter 👻Spiritsoffire💥
This is J-Rod and I'm sorry to report that we still don't know what happened to Tony. The fact that we're still searching for him is almost certain proof that he still alive. I'm J-Rod and I'm a straight shooter. You'll always get the truth from me but alien will lie to you even when the truth sounds better. It's just a character defect I guess.

Hello 🔵 It’s official. Signed at 8:06 PM. It was even on TV. Mine really turned blue. Don't forget that tomorrow starts the new Facebook rule (aka... new name, META) where they can use your photos. Don't forget the deadline is today!!!
I do not authorize META, Facebook or any entity associated with Facebook to use my photos, information, messages or posts, past or future.
With this statement, I notify Facebook that
it is strictly prohibited to disclose, copy, distribute or take any other action against me based on this profile and/or its contents. Violation of privacy may be punishable by law.
Here's how to do If you are thinking of getting off FB because of the volume of sales ads and trash stuff. So hold your finger anywhere in this post and click ′copy’. Go to your page where it says ‘What's on your mind?’ Tap your finger anywhere in the blank field. Click paste. This upgrades the system.
Hello new and old friends!
IT ACTUALLY WORKED!!!! 👍👊🙏
Hold your finger anywhere in this message and “copy” will appear. Click “copy”. Then go to your page, create a new post and place your finger anywhere in the empty field. “Paste” will appear and click Paste.
This will bypass the system….
He who does nothing consents

According to the show 60 Minutes:
Just in case you missed it: a lawyer advised us to post this. The violation of privacy can be punished by law NOTE: Facebook Meta is now a public entity. Every member must post a note like this. If you do not publish a statement at least once, it will be technically understood that you are allowing the use of your photos, as well as the information contained in your profile status updates.
I HEREBY DECLARE THAT I DO NOT GIVE MY PERMISSION TO USE ANY OF MY PERSONAL DATA.

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God! E.T.? We report. You decide

Now I take you back to the beginning! (Genesis 1:1). I think I’ve unlocked it’s secret.

He created your spirit and your body and the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters. Jesus told the woman at the well that God is a Spirit. (John chapter 4.)

If we don't learn to think like He does we'll never understand the scriptures. God does not think like a man. He's not from around here. God is E.T. He is an intelligent life form from somewhere other than Earth. He is the exact definition of an extraterrestrial. Ask the Lord to turn on your spirit eyes so that you can understand the scriptures the way He intended and He will give you supervision.

Wake up! wake up! Is there anyone there? Just nod if you can hear me.

Did you know that you are 72% water? So then your land is only 28% of you. (We are land)
That's why Jesus said the parable about the sower. Because we are considered land and houses in the spirit world. Demons see our bodies as houses. God sees you as land where He can plant His seeds but they will only grow and produce fruit in the right kind of person. You would plant your crop on good land wouldn't you?

Then in verse 1:3 He gave you eyes so light could shine in your darkness. When God said let there be light He was giving you eyes.
1:6 -1:8 The firmament in the midst of the waters that divides the waters is your mind. That is where we do our division.
1:9 – 1:10 He calls your body earth. He formed Adam’s body out of dirt.

“And the Lord God formed man of the dust of the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life and man became a living soul.” (Genesis 2:7)

2nd Chronicles chapter 7 verse 14 says, "If my people which are called by my name shall humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their Wicked Ways then will I hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land."

Call me crazy but I think he's saying that he's going to heal your body. I don't know how you could heal land like property that you own and I don't think he would say he's going to heal it if he was talking about a piece of land. We're all from Adam who God made of dirt. The laughter crop is the most important thing in this story and the Pickled Poet knows it.

Now as I sit here and write, my eyes are shining light on my land, otherwise I’d be blind. May I keep his book open in front of me so that His rays can shine on my garden. The seeds that he has planted in you can only grow as you learn what the Bible is trying to tell you. It's God's very personal letter to mankind. Maybe it's your laughter crop that needs your attention and that's why the Holy Spiritoffire has been knocking on his door as we have fellowship with spirits of darkness.

My Name is Dirt

Hello my name is dirt
For so I am since birth
When my God formed me of the dust beside the sea
Where He knelt down and breathed a soul in to me
Then He gave me lights to see
Out of my royal cave
He must have loved me a lot for all that He gave
And one more tiny little splendid thing
Into my heart He planted a seed.
Then He showered me with love
as I bathed in the light of His Son
It tickled a little when the roots took hold
The axe will have to wait until the tree is old
I worried about what would happen if my one tree died
Until I discovered the fruit and the seeds
All of those wonderful seeds
My mother is earth
My name is dirt

Check out this portrait of my Spiritoffire

I love you Spiritoffire

I need you, you own me, you hate me, I love you

I love you, I need you, you own me, I hate you

Back and forth, up and down, I must be a clown

Somehow we got on the wrong track?

Is there any way to get you back?

Wish I may and wish I might, into my flawed crystal ball...

Right in the middle, a huge crack!¡!

Is there any way to get you back¿

I love you Spiritoffire

This post has been changed so much, you'll have to read it again.

Dear aunt Pam, it's been boring around here since you left. I miss you terribly but I know that you had to go and I'm glad you dropped that old tired flesh body and picked up a better one. We long to be clothed with a house that is eternal in the everlasting covenant. In the superfluity of revelation and surrounded by miracles.Wow! Is it all in our heads? It is what it is in my royal cave. But does it even exist? Is it real? Since you left Pam I just don't know how to feel. I have no doubt that my mother is with you now Tell her I said hello after you read this post. I love you with both feet. This would be a perfect place for me to put your beautiful poem that you wrote. I guess I'll paste it right here since you gave me permission to share it.

My aunt Pam wrote a beautiful poem years ago.

Everlasting Covenant

Oh Greatest and dearest that I can conceive
Sun, moon earth and air Creator of all
I call thee to my quest
To guide my soul through narrow paths
To give me knowledge of Thy wisdom
To not let life’s elusions in my mind’s eye blind me
and to protect me from whatever evil there may be
I trust thou knowest my wants
And shall surely do my deeds
Then when darkness fills my being
Unto Thee I’ll be conceived

I just can't wait to share this one with Terry. Some of these rhyme alots are really scary. .. I love you little brother. Like Mickeal Meyers loves killing people. I imagine it must be a great thrill for him. Anywho I'm just thinking about hanging out with you as I write and I can't wait to share this one with you.

👇 This is more likely to happen than you winning the lottery. 👇

PROBLEM STARCHILD
Maybe one day on a spaceship we all landed here on earth. It brought us all with it through mothers and birth. But somehow in the move records must have got lost. We don't know who we are or who to call¿ Where are our brothers? Where could they be? Where is our mother? Maybe someday we'll see. They're out there somewhere, cruising with the stars. All of the planets they visit, will they come back to ours? While here we've been given a great book about a Spiritual being but if we could take one look at what our grand fathers seen. It would answer our questions, the whole world wants to know. Where did we come from and where will we go. Maybe one day they'll come back to see us again, like going out for a stroll to visit some friends. Then they'll show up uninvited right out of the blue and start trying to tell us all what to do. What if they wanted our women and gold? What if they demand things untold? What if they just wanted us all to die? Now this little rhyme is making me cry. Maybe we should just take another look at that totally awesome book.
Problem Starchild¿
I love you mom...
👽👻❤️‍🔥

I used to be so all alone, There was no God for me until I opened up his holy book and came to believe. Now I have a loving God who truly does love me and when he came into my world he changed it masterfully. Now he's the one who keeps my world spinning rapidly and he will always be my God for all eternity. I don't think he's of this world or of this galaxy but I know if I lost my God I'd have no gravity. I just want to tell the world if anyone believes how I met my loving God through Bible prophecy. If you really do believe it just might work for you and if you want to be like me I'll tell you what to do. If you're home all alone without God in your life just open up his holy book and learn to do what's right. Renew your mind.
Friends of Christ Tony Carpenter

👻Spiritsoffire💥