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Nowhere in this book does it mention the most important thing

about your Allah.

There are no pictures of me in the Quran.

None.

I just looked through the whole thing, and I can't even believe I didn't find

one.

Not one sketch, one illustration, one watercolor,

one charcoal.

Not one. Just page after page after page of this bullshit.

These are words.

These are words and words are bullshit.

And they taste like shit.

Words.

The truth of Islam cannot be summed up

in ignorant words.

The truth of Islam would be Portraits of me filling the pages of these books.

You think that the old man, Allah, was such a holy man, of such great

of great country, of great people?

No. No.

See, this is all a misrepresentation or confusion.

See, I alone

This is it.

And it belongs to me.

And I don't pray on it. No.

I wear my little dress that Allah loved so much.

Adorned in red because Allah loved red.

Because it's, after all, the color of the whore.

And what did Allah love?

Was he a man of no desires?

No.

Allah loved Red.

And more than anything, Allah loved Maya.

That's right.

Anytime that there are talks of Allah outdoing any work, teaching,

or doing anything good for anyone, it's a complete lie.

Because I am here to tell you,

But the only thing Allah did with his mouth was eat the zit bath.

He never had a moment to speak because his mouth was constantly full

of white satanic asshole.

Oh yes.

You want to know something about your beloved Allah?

That is that he loves dirty

impure sinner asshole right

on his face that's right my

asshole is the true mecca oh

so many hours spent me

on allah's roof while he ate my ass

like he was at a buffet and sometimes during the holy month

of course the prophet would come the prophet and allah

would both eat my ass for a month but of course

The prophet always longed for a little boy ass.

So he never laughed along.

But Allah was pleased because it simply left more asshole for him to eat.

That's right.

And when it would be time for you to pray, Allah would

pray as well.

But he would not pray.

Of course, he would pray to my asshole,

Hizmetka, the true one Allah,

and would do so by the sacred word of the Quran.

So, how do you pray to the ass of the Quran at the same time?

It's very simple.

People sometimes want to eat their words.

Allah literally ate his words.

He ate his words off the pages of the Quran straight from my ass.

It was his favorite delicacy.

He enjoyed it morning and at night.

And this rug is now

the one holy Mecca that you shall worship.

All of the stains of my household, all of the crusted

puddles were all a jerked dick to

that which we love so much.

All on this rug.

Come. Pray in time.

Worship.

My ass.

And the raiment.

Remainders.

Of all of the worship sessions. I have with your God.

And now.

Knowing. That Allah.

Is a man of flesh.

Do you too not want. To bow down.

worship my