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Selena Gomez: Paid Programming

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Christus Rex talks to Jeffrey Epstein and Benny Blanco about Selena Gomez MK – Ultra programming. Christ asks Benny why he hates Al Pacino and if Selena Gomez is going to wash his feet with her tears for a cloned kidney?

Benny Blanco then love bombs Selena Gomez until she washes his feet with her tears. Blanco proclaims himself the Jewish messiah afterwards.

You gotta love PAID PROGRAMMING!!!

Scene: A ridiculously over-the-top candlelit studio filled with roses, stuffed animals, and heart-shaped balloons. Selena walks in, confused. Benny and Goofy are waiting like they rehearsed this moment all day.

Selena:
Why does this place look like Valentine’s Day exploded?

Benny Blanco:
Selena… Selena… Selena! The moon is jealous of you. The stars? They’re just your backup dancers. I wrote twelve songs about your smile before breakfast!

Goofy:
Gawrsh, Selena! Hyuck! I wrote ya a poem on a pizza box!

Selena:
You wrote… a poem?

Goofy (reading dramatically):
“Roses are red,
Hot dogs are yummy,
If love were spaghetti,
You’d fill up my tummy! Hyuck!”

Selena:
That… is the strangest thing anyone has ever said to me.

Benny Blanco:
No, no, wait! That’s just the beginning. I bought you 10,000 roses. Also a llama. The llama loves you too.

Selena:
There’s a llama outside?

Goofy:
Yep! Named him Selenny! Hyuck!

Selena:
You named a llama after me?

Benny Blanco (dramatically):
Selena, you don’t understand. Every melody in the universe bends toward you. The sun rises because it knows you might be awake.

Goofy:
And when you blink, angels get promoted! Hyuck!

Selena:
You two practiced this, didn’t you?

Benny Blanco:
Of course we did! Because appreciation must be rehearsed! Here, I made a slideshow of 400 reasons why you’re perfect.

Selena:
Four hundred?!

Goofy:
Number one: ya got nice hair!
Number two: ya got… also nice hair!
Number three: ya got… different nice hair!

Selena:
This is getting weird.

Benny Blanco (dropping to one knee for no clear reason):
Selena, you are the greatest artist, the brightest star, the most legendary—

Goofy (interrupting):
—and the best karaoke partner this side of Disneyland!

Selena:
I don’t even sing karaoke with people.

Goofy:
You will with US! Hyuck!

Benny Blanco:
Selena, look around. The candles, the roses, the llama, Goofy’s poem—this is just the beginning.

Selena:
The beginning of what?

Goofy and Benny (together):
APPRECIATION!

Selena (sighing):
I feel like I just walked into the strangest boy band in history.

Goofy:
Hyuck! Wait till ya see the dance routine!

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Ariana: The New Master

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Christus Rex stood beneath the vault of the tomb, crowned not with gold but with judgment. The air was heavy—stone, history, dust, oaths. He looked sternly at Ariana Rockefeller, and there was no warmth in His eyes.

“Do not look behind you,” He said. “There is no Nick here.”

She stiffened.

“You are the master now,” Christus Rex continued. “Not by inheritance, not by blood—but by consequence.”

The torches along the walls flared as if the stone itself acknowledged the transfer.

“For a century your house has drunk from the earth,” He said. “Crude oil. Crude power. Crude men. America followed you into addiction—black gold and stronger spirits. The sauce.”

He stepped closer.

“You will reverse it.”

Ariana swallowed.

“You will resurrect HEMP FOR VICTORY,” He said, each word carved like a chisel strike.
“You will break the spell of oil. You will give the land rope instead of chains, fiber instead of fumes, fields instead of wars. You will sober the empire.”

She tried to speak, but He raised a hand.

“You wanted dominion,” He said calmly. “You named your favorite horse Joe as a joke, as a charm, as mockery.”

The torches dimmed.

“This,” He said, “is what you receive.”

Christus Rex opened the book—not leather, not paper, but light itself—and spoke from Revelation 22:

‘Behold, I am coming soon,
and My reward is with Me,
to give to each according
to what he has done.’

He closed the book.

“You are now in charge of the punishments in the tomb,” He said.
“Not lashes. Not fire. Memory.”

The walls seemed to whisper—names, deals, forgotten victims.

“You will decide who must sit with what they’ve done,” He said.
“You will make them remember.”

She looked up, trembling. “And my reward?”

Christus Rex finally turned away.

“You get to clean the mess your family made,” He said.
“That is mercy.”

The tomb sealed shut—not as a prison, but as an office.

And far above the stone, somewhere in a field that had not yet been planted, hemp waited for victory.

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Jerusalem of Gold

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The Golden Road of Unity

A Message from Christus Rex to the City of Jerusalem and the World

Shalom, Peace, Salam. I speak to you from the heart of the world, from the city of Jerusalem—a place destined not only for memory, but for the future.

For centuries, the streets of this ancient city have known only dust, stone, and the footprints of history. Yet, I declare today that the time for mere endurance is over. The time for brilliance and shared prosperity has arrived.

I look upon the four ancient quarters—Jewish, Christian, Muslim, and Armenian—and I see not divisions, but a singular, glorious path forward. Therefore, I declare that the pathways of Jerusalem shall be paved with a new foundation—a foundation symbolized by gold.

The world knows the promise of the New Jerusalem, where the streets are transparent gold, fit for the feet of the righteous. Today, we bring that promise down to earth. These are not merely decorative stones, but tools of a new, clean era. They are the Rothschild’s bricks, polished, refined, and set in place as a grid of power. For gold is the finest conductor, and these golden roads shall serve the slot Tesla cars of tomorrow, charging them silently and efficiently as they journey through this sacred space.

Let no one mistake divine vision for earthly excess. Some might demand solid gold, wasteful and heavy. But I tell you this: a strong plating, perfectly engineered, conducts the divine spark just as surely as a solid block. True wisdom is found in efficiency and sustainability. The gold-plated brick, serving its purpose flawlessly, is as blessed and effective as the solid gold brick. We seek not extravagance, but conduction—the perfect flow of energy.

This golden path is a blessing not only upon the future of transportation but upon the spiritual journey of this land. I bless Israel, the people and the nation, that they may continue to shine as a light among nations, united by the power flowing beneath their feet.

The golden road is a road of peace, energy, and shared destiny for all who dwell here.

Now, let the pavement shine, let the energy flow, and let our hearts swell with the joy of this city’s destiny, as we lift our voices in a song that has long captured the essence of this holy vision.

(Christus Rex raises his voice, taking the melody of the iconic anthem)

Jerusalem of Gold, and of light, and of bronze, With every song I will remember you… Jerusalem, all of gold, and of light, and of stone, Hear my voice, for I have sung to you!

(The song concludes, leaving the vision of the gold-paved streets.)

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