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It is I. Donnie Harold Harris


           It is I. Donnie Harold Harris- a politician and a founder of the Political Party of Indiana. Thank you for allowing me to tell you who I Have become/ & am. My story starts out a little unusual. I have perfect recall. Which is kinda like the perfect pitch in music. I remember everything. Yet I have recalled little. This allows me to never have to remember anything as it happens. I become it instead of it being as it is. Here goes. You are the first to hear my story. I was minding my own Plane of Existence when a Messenger of God appeared at my throne. I was again returned for my 8TH existence here on this plane of existence. My first being dropped here by ship 8200 years ago. This lifetime: As I arrived at the funnel of creation, I was met and given a list of things to do. I watch in amazement as 2 other beings entered before me. I was the third to go down into creation. I was born on 8/1/53 @ 6:33 AM. I was born into the lowest classes of poverty -I would hide my true self and an understanding of the all afraid of being recognized by something or someone- I came into this world at the General Hospital -now renamed -Ask-A-Nazi Hospital. My mother was a 19-year-old named Mary. I was her 7th child. I am here, the 4th son/son of 7 sons/3 daughters by a carpenter father. She turned 20 the next day. I am an Identical(Mirror) twin. I was born 3 minutes after My brother, Who disappeared before I was born. I would not be reunited with him for 6 months or so. I was obese & healthy; he was a very sickly baby needing a blood transfusion ( only a single Black lady would stand and give him needed blood, saving his life and causing teasing later by family) and an incubator for 3 or 4 months (missing union with mom and breastfeeding because of his low weight. Called Twin to Twin Transfusion Syndrome. So we meet down the road a piece. What happened to me was also bad. I was circumcised against my knowing approval, creating the basic distrust of medicos & later religion) Fast forward. By the time I finished 8th grade at 15 years old, 10 years of schooling, and 2nd grade done 2 times, I would have gone to 21-grade schools more than once. Finishing with 4 universities. I Lived in the guardian’s home 5 /6 times, up to over 2 years. I would live in over 100 houses. Meeting 10,000 other kids. Causing compassion and deep unity with all people. Hundreds of teachers. I would also be Molested by 1 Male cousin as an infant, Setting into motion that would end up with me having over 4500 sex partners by 30 years of age. 10,000 plus encounters. Another was a first grader escalating to the Kidnapping and Violent Rape incident @ 15( 7. below). That almost cost me the death of my Dad, stepmom, Twin Brother, And Brother Bob. See the police report on me, where you will find other rapes there. (The mother hides these crimes for the baby’s protection with false thinking that they will not be recalled later by them I can) Read my book when ready -of all data & names & photos then, “Behind the men’s room door.” Other molestation would happen in order: 1. Cousin -Buddy Huddleston (dead)- 10 months old. 2. Cousin -Ronnie Harris- age 5-6 -convicted child molester 3. Happy Hollow Camp -2 brothers That were blood brothers- One abusive. And the other molestation and pissed on. The camp nurse interviewed me about it, but nothing happened.- I was also almost murdered by a male counselor at the Pool in the lake while preparing it for other children after lunch to come to swim. I also must say a Single Male fisherman Saved my life at this same lake at the boat dock as I reached for a frog in the water that turned out to be a copperhead snake. 4. Garfield Park restroom is at the Pool lower area. Hand play 10ish. 5. Paperboy @ 12 tricked into taking a roll of quarters at the paper station while paying my bill early one Saturday morning. Would be forced into submission and even had a school superintendent watching the action even though Dick did not join in then. 2 or so times. Later, to become a Powerful politician. That resulted in the ——- street murders in Nov 71. Looking for 3 pictures of child porn. Who was in the photos was what was to drive a 3-year Typhoon of Intrigue. While looking for them, I buried them in the basement of a house that was later destroyed.If they had used a pot-smelling dog to find them. I buried it with an Acapulco gold pot. The photos were taken in the basement of the Marion County City Building. They would have been discovered then. The paper station was in the Prospect & villa area in 1964/5. Police were aware of what happened then. I was again made to flee for my life, forewarned by an undercover agent. Hiding in the U.S. Army. But found there. 6. Police reported ones. A stranger attacked @ 4 -and reported it to the police- I misunderstood and thought I was going to jail for stealing trash, as was told by the perp. Creating a lifetime of distrust of the police. 7. Pick up as a 14/15-year-old while king down Washington Street going from downtown to Washington and State Street. Extreme violence and pot- my first encounter with it. A complete and full police report almost doomed my family from trusting the police. 8. Religious one. The encounter with 2 priests at a catholic church of the south meridian with big steeples. This caused my confrontation with God himself outside a church on Morris Street. I had to decide if it was time for the horseman to let go of his Reins of destruction upon the world. I made a covenant with God with 3 wishes, just like Aladdin and his lamp.Of the 2 wishes that were used, the 3rd has never been used. For all. Working successfully as a local contractor for the last 30 years only to see all lost that I had built -home included- Selling over $ 26,000,000.00 in locally sold work Paying an estimated sales tax of $5000,000.00- only to receive NO local help from the state or city. Living the last 5 years on a small V.A. disability from my service connects duty to my country or $125.00 monthly. My friends, I am no republican. Not a Democrat. I am always for the most over least; I am for the most in number. I believe our rights start at birth -completely. That government is a privilege and not a right. We are the citizenry. We Live and die. The government is temporary and does not sleep with me at night. Are not our rights of citizenship and our greater right as a human first before a sheet of words made up by the few for what most called laws? The law is unchanging and always natural. Something that is understood without knowledge. Can you help us out of this mess caused by the few greedy few? Go, Green. Support a Green candidate closest to you today.Then help outwards from there. Send them your support for now. It is our Time. This is the place, and you are the person to take back this place for us all before the 3rd wish is uttered in global disappointment. Green Party. P.S. The first 2 wishes were not wasted. Read my book. It is not a cookbook but a book of understanding. Thank you, my friend. Donnie Harold Harris


If one goes back into existence, One will8153 discover in its simplest terms that Humankind is Like a body formed from One cell or one, Adding an Eve or egg to create a new single cell with everything within it. The entire Universe. This one cell grows or explodes into existence as a human being. One cell at a time, copying and pasting its way into reality. It contained all the latest updates and upgrades. It continues into the formation of Unions, creating self-organs with particular purposes and duties. Some are self-directed. Some need the consciousness of a Human. The body becomes complete, only to be expelled from a black hole called a womb into the light. Taking its first breath, it unites the unknowable to the knowable. Zoroasterizm! Then it starts to grow. Within a short time, it may be telling you what to do. Because it has been doing that since conception. Like organs, Segragating and forming unions of self-protection adds to itself through Knowledge of the senses and the mind. The experience and later facts United into practical Knowledge and wherewithal organs. Religion kicks in with its unknown qualities, and life is the unknown. The old past is forged into the present. One has experiences that will grow into a lifetime. Is this shit real or made up? Wonder expells into disbelief. Opposites appear out of nowhere. The game is afoot. Then, with our reason, one starts to connect and add to the experience to understand higher or lower hidden causes and Deceit. One wonders if religion is a Placebo, after all. Or a reverse placebo behind a wall? My story… I was born the 7th child of a teenager named Mary. My dad was a simple carpenter named Virgil. I would have three more brothers after me, totaling 10: seven sons and three daughters. My mom was 23, my dad 25. I was molested at one-year-old by a male cousin. At five, I was kidnapped and forced to be a teenage boy. Moved to the safety of an Aunt and Uncle. Their son daily molested my twin and me as we turned six. This was the hidden location where my twin had been moved to. We had been born with TTTS. Twin To Twin Transfusion syndrome. Our survival rate was 1% 10%. Through the grace of God, we both made it. He was saved by the Blood Transfusion of a Black woman who gave him her blood that Saturday at 6:30 / 66:33 after our births. We were separated at birth. He lived in an incubator for six months. I went home with momma. We were reunited at 12 months or so. Then he was gone again. He was much smaller than me until about 8. Then, we would meet the worst stepmom from hell. We were daily taunted, tested, humiliated in private and publicly in front of other children, beaten with belts, raze straps, switches, slaps, and fists, and held down and had turpentine poured into our rectums. My dad and stepmom decided to tie the knot a few weeks before Easter 1965. I would have my second religious experience when I watched a tornado come down the street at me on Palm Sunday at 6 am

I ordered the Tornado to disperse. It did. April 11, 1965. Known as the Palm Sunday tornadoes. The marriage was on March 5, and the can-kicking was on April 17. The day between Good Friday and Easter Sunday. In six weeks, I would watch my dad get married to a Devil. Control the weather out of dispairing, kick a can down a road out of fatigue, and get raped by a Priest pretending to be a medical Doctor. I was ordered not to cross any street and thus walked into the parking lot of a Catholic Church and two Catholic Priests from Hell. That had been mistaken for Gods or at least Angles. A fight that began and never has stopped. My first contact with Gods and Devils was at four when I went to church for the first time. I Knew of Jesus and talked with him while crossing a humming bridge by the hospital where I was born. I learned of the Devil at church and met him as we returned across the humming bridge. A humming bridge sounds different depending on your tires and the direction you’re going. Both were over the water on opposite sides of the bridge on the same river. White River. They seemed the same with different outfits on. It was floating up in the air out over the water. Then it happened. I had my first mental crash at 12 or 13. I went to Sunday school when I heard the man upfront tell all of us children that once God closed the door on you, it was closed for good. I knew I was doomed. I went to the restroom and escaped out a window in a fit of spiritual rage. I called God out. I called him everything I could muster. Then, a Horseman and a chariot appeared in the sky above me, out front to the right. He had three Horses That looked like no horse I had ever seen. My twin and I had been chased once By a man and his son on horses. Off west Washington past the airport. We jumped into a frozen creek to not be run over. Their eyes seemed to look in all directions at once. Their nostrils were flared, and smoke came out. I was sure God had sent an angel to destroy me. I pointed at him like I had done to the Torando and commanded him to stop. What else could I do? He stopped, then another and a third Chariot, rider, and Horses showed up. They talked and were trying to decide how to take me down. I had stopped yelling to God and watched this as usual. They told me I was out of line and had to be restrained. I asked for a higher judgment when A fourth horseman arrived with six or seven horses. He was on the left side of my front view. It was facing the other three. He calmed them on my behalf. It was decided something must still be done when all four went silent as I became aware that the sun of bright sunshine appeared over my left shoulder behind me. I did not dare turn around. He said to the leader give him three wishes. The fourth horseman did, and they all disappeared. This all happened right out front of this church on South Belmont Street in Indianapolis, The one I had climbed out of the basement window. I would have to remove coins from the church and return them to the donation bowl. We were blocks from the Eli Lilly compound. The location is where Mother Mary Days later on Kentucky Ave by the Eli Lilly plant. Picked me up in her car, filled with a galaxy of planets floating through her car. She said I had been awarded by God three wishes. I was sure I had gone quite mad, but I played along. I told her I wanted to use two of those three wishes now. I tried to put Mother Mary on the spot. I tested the wish thing a few days later, late one night. I desire to have Superman-like powers. I flew into my existing biological body several times. I ran city blocks in two or three steps. It was a one-night deal. There was another mental torture setback, and I used my second wish to meet Mother Mary- I wanted to know what was up with her priest Raping, My twin, and me. I asked to meet her son, Jesus. I have the same wish. I finally met Jesus years later on Sunset Blvd. In Hollywood, CA. Late one night. We talked about Ethics and its meaning. I have yet to use the third wish. What if it does not work? My life would be invalidated. Donnie Harold Harris Candidate for U.S.Senate Indiana 2022

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Whats religion got to do with it?

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The first Fireman-Mankinds first dynamic discovery.


What is first? What is Fire? What is time?

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Soon I will be Dead. I want you to know. The Catholic Church Rapes boys.


Underwear Model for priest at 9 years young and #CatholicChurch.                      When I was born there were 3 of us that can down from heaven that morning. I watched a Lonnie Darrel Harris came down first. I was to follow but at the last moment a Messenger from a Higher source called me off the Induction line for a last second explanation from The almighty. During these few movement I was a Second soul I did not know following Lonnie.  I did not ask this being who had cut into the line and was his advise a simple distraction to me?  Lonnie and I, Donnie where born august 1, 1953 in Indianapolis @ 6 :30 AM sharp / 6.33. we were 3 minutes apart. We were born with  had been born twins 8 other times. This last time would finish up or twin Karma, and now at the last instant an unknown cut into our line. I shot down the shut so fast I slammed into the Birth cycle itself. Only to Find Lonnie and the other Soul.  A three way battle began. Soon I was alone. I became En-Turbulent. We were born with T to T to T syndrome. Lonnie was not suppose to make it. He did due completely to the medical staff of the day at the General Hospital in Indianapolis. A saint, as a Black woman, stepped forward for his life saving Blood transfusion. He Needed to live threw the day. It would take 6 to eight months to rejoin Lonnie never to Know what had happened to the Hijacker. I now recall where I cast him to. I will go get him after this body dies. After birth I find myself in grandest of Grief and tremendous loss. Until I was reunited with him only to become a moving sexual targets till now. Lonnie has never heard this story.  Once again @ 8 or so we moved again to west Indianapolis where Lonnie and I were assaulted by a Farmer and his 2 Kids who where on horseback. They would chase us with there horse until they ran us in to a creek Where I fell threw the Ice. It would be my Hero Lonnie that pulled me out that morning. We went Home frozen to a no caring home.   I could no longer take it. I called God onto The Carpet.  Three things Happened. First Giant locusts Descend down on me from the shy. They were 10 to 12 Inches long and Fat like a hot dog. They descended on me in the back Yard I fought them off alone that morning in the Backyard. Second a swarm of bees big one began to attack me Only to change at the last moment and attack a young girl child in the yard next store at the fence line watching me in the Tall grass in our backyard. I could not find a single killed locust in the grass. She would be taken by ambulance to the Hospital with 67 or so bee stings. I had run into a small shed at the rear of the Property only to have The king bee Fly threw the solid door to within inches of My face. At 8 I had know choice but to get into communication with him. I conversed with him, telling him  I was the Good guy. They almost Killed the little girl next store instead of me.  Man This God was a Ruff one on this Planet. Was It nature I was up against? Lonnie would be Evaluated for a week or 2 by a Dr. of the head to determine why he pee’d in bed. We both were bed wetter’s. We then Moved to this house at College Ave, Fletcher street and East street. It was here where I discovered  at  11 That there was a Being being a Group of Tornadoes That had descended from the west up East street causing me to turn and Run for My life only to decide it would be better to turn and confront Them/him. It was Palm Sunday, 1965. I was somehow out in the streets at 5 AM a small child Directing the weather. I ran Home. Know one ever knew. Soon after this time we Ended up at The Sacred Heart Catholic Church area off south Meridian Street Where the 2 of us were Raped by Gods Men, The priest there.  From there we went west again to An amassing area At Belmont and Miller  street. I was molested by my own brother an turned my first trick. His has passed now and was fully forgiven.. He was my rock anyway.  I decide it was time to go back to church once again after my first experience with church at 4 or so. I was now eleven and became a paperboy to escaped the Evil step mom. My dad a local musician was gone all the time leaving us with this monster. Step mom.                                                                                                                 I regress,    I First Learned about This Planet and its God I was 4 or 5. One Sunday morning a shiny new car arrived at our house just west of the 10th street over the humming bridge going over White River past the General Hospital where we were Born. Just as we started to cross this Bridge a Humming vibration Caused That god to become completely exposed to me. he did not seem That bad. Somehow a Black family had picked me up in their lovely car and cared enough to take me to what was to be known as god’s house. A local Baptist church. I believe is now run by Rev. Charles Harrison. This was all explained to me in the back set as I looked God directly in the Eye as we crossed the bridge. They did not notice this. The church was just north of the hospital and east a few blocks. Reverend Harrison church I think… On the trip home from This trip as we came back to the humming bridge the Black-man told me about the devil. Of who I had never heard of. The humming going back was a different pitch from the other God’s sound in a way. As he talked the River turned red and Dance into a sprouting Fountain of Blood Red as This Being made himself known to Me. We did this eyeball to eyeball thing. They did not seem to notice.                                                                                                                                                                   Now 6 or so years later I summed up the backbone to go back into a Christian church. After a few Sunday session I exploded in activity that is with me every single day sense. The pastor had 2 daughter my age. Beautifully dress in beautiful new Dresses ever Sunday. Yet all he did was beg for money. I never had a penny, I had yet to start being a paperboy. We would be asked to go to a kids room for our church lessen in the lower floor. I was so Embarrassed That I would take a few coins out of a can that was being passed for a kid collection an violently threw them back into the can. But Then it happened. This man Told some story That God once he shut the door on you you were locked out of heaven for eternity. As calmly as I could I got up and went to the bathroom. I was wasting my time then because the door must be shut on me. I went into the lower floor bathroom and climb out a very small window there. I did not want anyone to see this sinner.  As soon as I stepped outside I exploded with a rage so fierce of All this life had brought to me-too us so far. I again called God out onto the carpet. Instead I watched in assessment as the sky turned colors  and when the sky was Red I heard the trumpets and became instantly enlightened. Three beings on horse appear in the southwestern sky.  To this day I have never read the bible or Koran. Yet I have mastered 9 philosophies. Meeting many dead people and saints and God like beings all here for the big show about to begin; finally. The horses could see in all directions at once. There teeth were of note. As if they could chew threw anything. The gods each here dressed differently. as the 3 converged over my head off in a distance up to the right of me about 400 feet away. Moving in my direction. I once again total them to stop as I did the Tornadoes. We had a long talk that was over in seconds When It was determined it was not yet the time for the 4th Horseman to arrive. He was somewhere in the distance behind me as I confronted them. Was it “I”.  He seemed to calm the other three as if he was in charge. He rode a white horse. I did not see this last horse. He was behind me. The agreement was decided upon. I was to get 3 wishes to make thing right. Just like Aladdin and his lamp.  I turned and walked a block home after a release of universal rage that was within myself. I pondered my new abilities. I decided to see If I had finally gone nuts. I test out my skills. I wish to be just like Superman. wish 1. I would fly in the air over trees and down the street. It was scary because you still had to know how to fly. I ran like superman down Miller street at night sometimes. I would leap a single block in only 2 or 3 steps. I never have used the 3rd wish. I keep it as the last of the last hope for me, for mankind. Then something happened when I made my second wish. I asked to meet Jesus and his Mother Mary. My own mothers name. She would have me as her last child as a teenager. I was her 7th child before she was 20. Her 4th son. I would be 1 of 10 children.                   On one Saturday my evil stepmom forced me to take the longest way to a store to buy meat one Saturday morning. This was soon after meeting 3 horseman in the sky and given the 3 wishes. When I reach Kentucky avenue and Miller street I was passionately crying and a real mess when a Lady pulled her car over off this highway (67), Kentucky avenue. Just past Eli Lilly Plant, to help me. She offered me a ride, in her car to the meat market.  Wiping away the tears in my eyes I realized there were planets in orbit in her car. Thousands of other thing that were alive. I realized I was in the car with Mother Mary.  I somehow was once again transformed. She dropped me off at the meat store. I  did not complete the second part of the second wish  until I was 23 or so On the street of Hollywood Ca. When I meet Jesus on a corner where we disused ethic and abilities of everyone one night  early in the morning. Now at 66 and a billion or 2 experiences of everything imaginable that man has put me/us threw I am ready to give up once again as I discover Unbelievable Personal betrayal going backwards for years and years.  I have stopped all medicine for my heart blood and body. I now experience the deeps of Sadness and loneliness and betrayal we all must go threw.  Shall I take the 3rd wish back to heaven with me? Or shall I use it to save mankind? I will I have to decide each and every single individual is to stay alive after the die. It Is “I”.

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donnie harold harris, donnie harold harris, He is a self-made man and that relieved the Lord of the responsibility of it. Born 08/01/1953 as the 7th child of a teenage mother named Mary. donnie harold harris is one of 10 kids born to mary in 9 1/2 years. Seven of which she was under 20 years old. Donnie harold harris is now 65. he is going on 95 and will soon be gone. But would have to say what a game it has been. donnie harold harris,

Posted in cow, Fountain Square, Martinsville, Public party of Indiana, Unity Party, zoroastra

The day I meet the Devil.


tumblr_mz905ttmrd1rvdyxho1_12801The day I meet the Devil.”
You do know he is a small guy in many ways? The #devil that is. Short to my size.  First time I Meet this God of varying Degrees, I noticed right away he Had two Horns. Red leathery looking things. They Did not appear to be good for anything. Anyways I too have a horn and showed him mine. He realized who I am.  Only then could we speak as bother to brother. It Is “I”cropped-9014e-image25252525252025252525252845252525252529

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Can ManKind Leave this Area of the Universe?


A Limited Space Force. Our Virus, The One Known as Mankind ( not sure how the word Kind got in the word The ManKind Project or why) cannot leave this Area of the universe. Any minor God would know this. Stopping it from spreading, would prevail. Were are going through a decontaminating process here at this level.

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X-Rated Or Pre-Child Porn?


This was a 1/2 page ad in The Indianapolis Star this past Sunday. I thought what The heck, this is a way to show people how asleep They really are? Her Goes- Pussy- Put first you must stop & look at the ad very well and Decide something about it. Anythin will do. I have known that you will use your best logical understanding to go so. Ok, Hear a little bit about the left brain right brain stuff? Maybe you notice that there are Woman There are Men? There also is Day night Up/ down and All this opposite stuff. What is opposite of Thinking? Being. That is done throw E.Q. Not I Q. Emotional intelligence is where life’s horsepower is. Back to the add. What did you decide?  Well here is the emotional side to the dam thing.   ZEROREW- What is a zero- a Hole. Ez sounds Teasy. The Little girl laid out and in defense  Dress pulled up in the back to possible undies. What color? Fingers are in These boots are made for walking possition. Easly touching same —– Other hand is up where see has a defensive possition of the right hip.Hand covers upper chest as if I know where this is going? NO face of adult shown possilbe cover.  Wording. A smarter way to a cleaner carpet. The code name for Bush. A smart way to give her a clean bush is?  # circles/ hole. 1. with lubricant 2 daddy can love you at Inside Home. Gotta love it Guaranteed. This is a sexually exploited add to do whatever? You say you wonder why so many are Raped? Wake Up! It Is “I”. The Decider. Image (5)

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It takes 2 to too?


“There are two sides to a coin.” With a beginning and end story per side. Is this story only the other end of the same Side? What then could the other side Be? It Is “I”

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Who am I


Am I You and everything else? Do I belong? Must I stay? Am I male am I female black and white? Am I Right About what is Left Behind? Privileged and Yet Who Am I? Can I see the seam between the color of Time? Know Thine Self. Z

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The truth about sports is?


As a child survivor myself, I am certain that the top of this corporate head of whom have so much positioning pointing their way should be held Responsible and Fined $500,000,000.00 For restitution to those that lost so much in hope and dreams and Trust. Yes! That is 1/2 of a Billion. By saving the children, we save our future. Say no to organized child abuse and all things imagined by Large scale Corporation Sports.They always know at the top but are too weak to realize their wrong in silence. This is a fully actionable transferable disease through action. It is through their silence it is transferred through time to others by contamination. They must be held accountable. For this life-long disease now suffered by these girl’s out & threw their own families. A horrible fate entrenched for life. Help them now? Be for you change your mind.

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Immigration; A Just Cause.


The greatest people, Incest is Evolution. Let’s move forward now to Excess. Which is Revolution. Do It Now! It Is “I.”   of the world have come from our Lands. First by coming to them. The Broken the lost moralist heart broke people we Know as Older family members. That for some, there own family …

Source: Immigration; A Just Cause.

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“Holy Cow” Discovered in Martinsville Indiana- 2014 The year of Us All


Well sir it happened Like this. I got lost down there in Martinsville ;so i stopped and asked a cow for Directions-Now you know i am From Fountain Square-But I was pretty sure it was a cow-When all I did was asked Whats your name? He looked me dead in the Eye and said    COW…HOLLY  COW ..I eased back into my truck and got the HELL out of there. Last thing I wanted to do today was to be preached at by a Religious Cow…An would some one tell me please.Just how long have cows had horns?