… seriously.
I’m not joking …
… do it.
>> bleep bloop

You’ve probably heard the devastating news :: maybe from a tiny classified ad backending to a boiler room :: that Don Lapre is dead. Don was struck down too soon :: by Don Lapre … after only having time to commit hundreds of millions of dollars worth of fucking obvious fraud. How many more lives and families could Don have ruined if only he had more time?  We’ll never know now … and it’s fucking tragic.
Mike Dillard knows what I’m talking about {which is kinda unusual for him}.
Mike left a comment …

James Arthur Ray :: frumpy parasite :: is going to fucking jail {one hopes}.
Death Ray continues to hard-sell the dream :: but the dream has died the death of a dream that never lived.

When Mr. Ray’s house was recently foreclosed on, his parents took him in, and he has since resided in their home in Oceanside, California. [Defense Presentence Memo]

Harmonic Wealth.
Girlfriend … gone.

Harmonic Sex.

During the trial, his attorneys argued that the deaths were accidental, perhaps due to some unknown toxin that might have been present … jurors were not persuaded. …

PZ Myers is an evil fucking scumbag.
Maybe not actually. That’s a bit too exciting.
Redundant dirtbag :: or derivative {saggy} dickbag … are probably both more accurate.
The Internets tell me that PZ Myers is an “outspoken atheist” :: which I think probably sounds something like this …

“There is no God … and we can’t let him win.”

I guess outspoken atheists do things like making a Hajj to Kentucky’s The Creation Museum :: where they walk around pointing at things they don’t believe in with a vending-machine-potato-chip fueled sense of superiority. Oh and of course Dinosaur rides :: available even to those with diminished …

I want to tell you about The Greatest Vitamin in the World!!
Well :: I mean :: I don’t wanna tell you about the vitamins of course :: because you can just go buy some of those down at the store for like five bucks or whatever. No :: I’m talking about the opportunity to sell people on the opportunity to sell people on the idea that The Greatest Vitamin in the World is the key to future freedom from the reality of life’s realities.
It will only cost you whatever you happen to …

One year ago today :: Colleen’s last day.
At 1:43 pacific :: Colleen’s long trip to the mall ended with a three story fall. Colleen’s life was over :: the lives of her family and friends … permanently twisted tragic.
Colleen’s sister Lynn asks in an email to friends and family {and me!} …

“I ask you all to pray for her and remember her today as she lived…not as she died.”

Well we can definitely do part of that here in fake robot land … but we didn’t know Colleen as she lived … and now …

James Arthur Ray must be putting all his attention and intention into visualizing scathingly negative primetime TV specials :: cause he’s Law of Attracted two full hour long specials about his shenanigans in the last month.  If I were his life coach {for just infinite payments of $5,995 per month} I would advise him to go back to visualizing negligent “journalism” :: and Oprah. Maybe I’d even advise a vision board … because poster boards with magazine cut-outs aren’t just for 6th grade science projects and serial killers anymore {yes they are!! fuck sake …

When you’re a JET,
You’re a JET all the way.
From your first cigarette
To your last dyin’ day.
{jazz hands}
JET in JRI speak = Journey Expansion Team
That “journey” was “expanding” toward a better world in which aging parasite James Arthur Ray had more money :: and other peeps had less money.  One can hope!
The JETs were an important part of James Ray International’s coercive persuasion sales funnel. Small groups were organized over the Internet based on geography.  They had meetings and chat-ups and reinforced one another’s Harmonic Mindedness.  When Death Ray would ride into town on …

“Creating Absolute Wealth” :: it’s like creating relative wealth … only more impossibler.
Colleen Conaway died at James Arthur Ray’s Creating Absolute Wealth event last July in San Diego. It’s cool though … it wasn’t his fault.  The cover-up wasn’t about concealing guilt or anything :: it was just for fun.  You know how fun a good cover-up can be {like raping a lion} :: so when the opportunity presented itself … carpe diem mother fuckers … cover-up!
For reasons that only lame brain dick weed Mark Fabiani must understand :: Death …

To all of our dear friends in successful plenitude:
Seasons Greetings from James Arthur Ray and the {mostly laid off} staff of James Ray International.
It’s been a busy year here at JRI. We are sure that you’ve had just as much success in your financial businesses as we have here at James Ray’s house of goodness and light.
The year started off harmonically with our annual New Year’s Gala for the members of the World Wealth Society.  Everyone at that splendid event agreed that James was the one true God and the …