It’s happened again: Mark has cracked open his cracked theology and declared himself the “mouthpiece of God.”

But before we get to this divine self-appointment, let’s appreciate the phrase he’s using to describe his forthcoming literary “work”:
“This book is no holds bars.”
No holds bars?
Mark, we think you were reaching for “no holds barred”—a phrase about combat without restrictions—but somehow managed to trip over grammar and land somewhere between a dive bar and a steel cage match.

Speaking of which… he boldly claims his book will be “interpreted in the original language.”
Oh really?
When exactly did Mark master Hebrew, Aramaic, or Koine Greek? This from a man who struggles to consistently spell women correctly (remember wemon?).

But wait—it gets even better. Mark also promises that his “story will touch millions.”
Millions?
A bold claim from a man with 9,000 followers whose posts now struggle to get a handful of likes—most of them from bots, long-forgotten Facebook friends, or one lonely cousin who’s too polite to unfollow him.

And here’s a gem: Mark says he hasn’t spoken about Covenant in Marriage in “a while.”
Oh? Define “a while,” Mark.
Does 30 minutes count as a long time now? Because let’s be honest—that’s practically an eternity for Mark to go without rehearsing his familiar tale of:

• Being cheated on
• Lied to and about
• Betrayed by a Jezebel spirit sent straight from Satan’s HR department.

And just when you thought it couldn’t get any more absurd, Mark casually tosses around the term “narc”—yes, the one he has previously insisted is “a made-up word.”
Mark, help us understand: if “narc” is made up, why is it now a centerpiece of your grievance narrative? Are we witnessing the birth of Narcology: The Theology of Projection?

The irony here is spectacular. He’s writing a book about marriage covenant, written in ancient languages (that he apparently can’t read), authored by the self-proclaimed “mouthpiece of God” who can’t string together a grammatically correct sentence… while invoking “narc” as an insult, even though he’s dismissed it as meaningless in the past.

And all this to “touch millions,” while his own followers aren’t even engaging his stories anymore.

It’s not a book—it’s a case study.

So buckle up:
Mark’s “No Holds Bars” book promises to be a wild ride of self-pity, revisionist history, and grammatical improvisation.