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The Message Column
I don't post most of my speculations and conjectures. Nor do I say things that I know are patently false as if they are true and then say 'it could be . . .I could be wrong' knowing full well that I am wrong . . .
And I always try to convey the idea that my literature (ha ha) that I give to you (ha ha ha) here isn't a narrative of 'truth', it's a fictional narrative woven with various literal truths, no wait, not that, truths of litterature ? truthish story-telling? theory of teaching moral civic behavior? Theory of teaching didactic morality wihtout being a sellout to the power? You won't get your stuff published . . . if you don't have the cash to pay the printers. And if the printers don't like what they are reading . . . you know who is it that owns the print shop and are they really your frenz? See how I make stuff up? I make it up. But go to a print shop and just see if you stuff is really secure at all. When you put it on the scanner, how do you know? So what do you do? If you need something printed?
What you do is you recognize that my narrative of literature in the genres of 'social-science-fiction-horror-fiction (sometimes, like bug-eyed adam shittt and his freak-show hearings, a real horra-shoe) (a really big shoe)
if you need it printed you put the fowl conjecture of worry out of your head, you bring it over, you get it printed. YOu don't think about politics. You don't worry about what 'they' think. You just do it and say 'why, that's just a story. These people don't care what I print.
And then if they did care. They don't like what they are seeing (are they even looking at it?) and they feel hurt by your messaging? I mean you gotta know that everything you are doing is being watched and followed by someone if you are whacky person with far out ideas who uses affirmative vocal tensing of falsehood as conjecture in a way that , if you paused it, you might think that the person isn't just doing a bit. Here is the part where he pretneds that he believes in ship-shapping (he's a neat freak?) 'Ship-shaping is real' (and a meme of someone making a ship in a bottle? behind him,like the vinyette from a postage stamp circa 1935 when stamps were really cool and valuble?)
maybe like that. Maybe. Anyhoo . . . so ya, there are those who think that they can control 'the message'. They don't like the explosion of production that has occured in messages that they don't control. And they had a virtual monopoly on various forms of producing content, if not the copyrighting of content (so they would make the service to have a particular kind of media produced, and as well they would produce their own, at some other cost to them, but they were the print-shop-boys, with the smell of ink and back room cigar-filled places. But the smoke, that used to fill the rooms, was basically banned (and that's a good thing) so . . . but the rooms are still full of the miasma of the cray-cray of those, like Ray and his cray-cray day which could be a parody story akin to Harold and the Purple Crayon, a classic story. But maybe not.
So, ya, that whole paraanoia thing. You know they can do the larp of being that worst case guy who flips, flips out, acts all Ray-thecray-cray-day Ray who makes up shit in a pod cast (that is his purple crayon?) and it all comes true . . . Pleadians at the Taco stand? Dance rave of grey aliens at a beach party at South Beach? Dance rave of grey aleins at a book store in North Beach? A talk show host with an umbrela standing on the seat of a bike while riding on a wire wiht an elephant way high up above the sky? Grey and the Cray-cray Ray? How do you think that Ray got so cray-cray? Is it wrong of us to have a character who is called 'cray-cray' when that's something that should be reserved for private conversations between friends about someoen who they actualy care about and know? to indicate that . . . they have gone off to the dark side of the Moon? Or they are 'luney' or other such phrases. What I would say, and I think it's often true, about people who seem to be out of sorts . . . is that they seem to be undergoing some kind of a reaction of Rhus (plants) and suffering from a brain effect of alkoloids. One might say that they are 'suffering'' (but if they are laughing histerically, is that suffering?) from 'alkoloid poisoning'. And if they collect and distribute that they call it a drug, and LSD is clearly a drug and should be regulated and controlled but only to discourage it's unfettered use by people who do not know what they are doing and clearly do not know better than to not indulge. But when they read about it, maybe they are about 14. They'are a 'smart kid' (which kid isn't, really, but htey show you what they think you'll understand). They read a lot. They wonder if 'magic' is real? Does prayer really work (yes it does)? Does magic: Magic, young mind, is the perception of that you do not understand explained in a way that you don't really need to know how it goes on. In other words if magic 'works' there is a method to it that involves not really deception, but 'partial awareness' It's a lack of understanding and an explanation of 'oh, I see', vooila! (the double typed 'o' makes it look like I don't know how to spell).
Just remember you don't have to share all your stories with the world. Nor do you need to understand how something happens to see it happen. You say 'this is magic, the sun rises everyday', the Sun is a gawd. Someone else says 'no it isn't, it's a mass of matter which is also energy, it glows like a lightbulb except on a much much brigter and larger scale and in a different way but energy is energy and it can neither be created nor destroyed, one of the basic points of Thermal-dynamics and no energy that doesn't already exist can ever be created or harvasted. . .
And the baby, unknowing, stares up at their care giver who is spouting out doctrinaire pronoucnements of science and doesn't really get it what the old guy is saying, but loves to see the light reflecting off their relative's face.
The so-called 'power' takes itself far too seriously. In the end the harvast is a choice that people make about themselves. Which bin do they go into? the wheet or the chaif? But those who suffer under strong delusions might have a difficult time as the rules that they think that they know are all anihillated and the explanations of science prevail in the magic and in the mystic, and all of it that is worthy, right, just, true, and awesome (about which we should all give thanks) will still exist and seem whole, while all the dung-things of ego and overwhelming narcisscistic control freakish 'becasue I said so' dicatorship of rotten-tattors (tattors?) will melt in the warm wind of justice, and all of those enslaved within the gue of falsehood will be washed clean of it, and emerge as aware and awake creatures of what is next. That includes all the people who you current hate and loath if there is anyone. And if so I advise you to try to write a more eccumenical story, and have your retorts and come-backs be inspired instead of plotted.
But what I give in just the paragraph above is but a story. The sad part is that some don't seem able to overcome the Strong Delusions. Prethee that they should dissolve. And to meet it? Resist not? Do the right thing. Message to Adam: your impeachment probe needs to end quickly
anyway.
If d Trump doesn't have due process, then neither does anyone else.
Lead follow or get out of the way. And Adam, you're not doing any of that. Get out of the way, your process is bogus. you are a clown-show, a disgrace, and you make the power-elite look like fools and minions of the damned.
this song is from a very long time ago: You've got that deer-in-the-headlights look about you you've got that deer-in-the-headlights look about you you've got that deer in the headlights look I don't know why you're such a crook you've got that deer in the headlights look I don't know why I don't know why maybe give back some of what you took? I don't know why I don't know why I don't know why you're such a schnook You've got that deer-in-the-headlights look about you you've got that deer-in-the-headlights look about you look about you look about you look about you look about you (a call to welcome him into awareness of that which is about him) clown show in the people's house Drama dawg in full costume off his leash. Nancy, curb your dawg!
"Sky King, Sky King, do not answer"
Inside an unexpected forest of you there is a sudden jambience of your style lighting up the darkness, darknessing up the lighting, it's all good, in the city of light and love in the valley of the ever-present you it's the dream of a true angel, but a man just like you ready to leap out of bounds coming to you from the fringes of far away laughter being "magical kind beautiful " and me digging you from a distant plautau Don't be lonely. Did I really write all that?
If Donald Trump doesn't have due process, then neither does anyone else.
my theory: they will rue the day that they let this go through. they are now to be merciliously exposed and shamed for being frauds, more they are patriots to the fatherland of communist marxist ideology than anything else, that is called social suicide. Soo even though I'm a forgiving type, and not a rabid right wing Republican minded john birtch type, the narrative 'seems' true enough now that those who are probably are not going to be putting up with the leftist crap and will demand that we get on with Justice. that would mean that what has been told about will come to fruitition. they will rue the day
I choose the fictional in some sense, the story of he who dares to say 'these people are a fraud'. It's Moscow 1936? Zombies of morality, the demorts decided to go all in.
Q at Two
there were 4 Q drops
but the site is still
not back as it was,
and useful for posting.
Nov 5, 2019
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outside of time where none of this is even real he pauses for a while but since there is no time no one ever knew how long it was.
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inside an unexpected forest he didn't want to remain lost forever maybe he needed to wait for all the leaves to drop right off of them and then he'd see the moonglow, starglow through the trees, a forever of eternity. jambience
Hello, it's October and the willful in Washington are being willful, in Washington. Trump is who he is, and 'they' have been out to get him from the start. There is nothing that can be done to convince them aside from just voiting them out but that doesn't work either in some states on account of . . . (on account of what?)
Their success in this matter would be their failure to be for real. Fully owned subsidieries of global-evil-co don't neccessarily think and act and do for themselves, but do what they get told to do.
Oct 4, 2019 Tell us how you really feel
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Revelations that are too much information. How does one organize a life time of stuff that, once you die, is just going to be brought to the recycle? What does one do to gain relevance in middle age when the world basically passes over most people. Many are already dead? What is the point of going on?
Certainly not to just leave someone with a maudlin text. Overcoming addictions? You don't need to read my bullshit. Cheer up! Life does go on.
How does one forgive and forget? How does one stop drinking? How does one make their space less a mess? How does one protect themself from obsessive whatever?
Not with a negative put-down vibe, that is for sure. Pick it up, make it better. Spontaneity.
the bad break up with someone who you were never really friends with in the first place. First he was too over the top and now he's too far in the other direction. Who is it really that needs to modify? the one who gets obsessed like that.
The fame-seeker projects his own anger about himself onto someone who used to be the object of his obsession. The person does not look at himself as obsessed, but instead blames someone he doesn't even really know for his obsessive behaviors. The fame-seeker blames the object of his obsession for the problem of fame-seeker having this obsession and instead of getting mad at himself gets mad at the object of his obsession, when, in fact, they don't even know each other and have never even met.
8ch is shutdown. After being attacked for months and months. Most posts were then just shills. gone. never to return?
Jim Watkins made a statement on Twitter.
"8ch is a blank piece of paper" - Jim Watkins
yes , it is. But the people who don't like that kind of a forum tried to run everyone else out of it. Let's see how long there is a hiatis.
Aug 6, 2019
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