Everything ends, I think it is time I killed this too (for values of kill that include walk away, not delete) it’s like the nicotine thing, you know, you can enjoy shit that ain’t good for you, and spending too long at the coal face or looking in to the mirror… it ain’t good for you.
As a young man I wrote a letter to a national daily newspaper, letters to the editor shit, I got published, sort of…
Every single letter / word they used, was a word I wrote, but by the time they were done, deleting selected words, editing, every point I was trying to make had been deleted, and I ended up agreeing with the original article.
When the MSM says X is a filthy vile perverted paedo monster, about the only thing you know for sure is he almost certainly isn’t, and you really better not try looking at the magician’s other hand, and 100% of everything is lies and bullshit anyway.
So X years ago this country drafted men into the military to fight kill main and die, and the purpose, to defend “freedom” and “liberty” and “civilised” shit, so the draft, which is slavery, taking away rights, dehumanising, as justified because you were defending the very thing that if it existed would have made the draft impossible and unthinkable.
Hey, we changed since those days, they cry….. really, show me where, in the time-line of history, there was an event such as 1789 in France when madame guillotine ended the old incumbents to make way for new ones.. and more importantly how the old system itself got beheaded, and died and made way for a new one.
Didn’t happen. We’re still killing for peace and 100% of everything is still total bullshit, and the only metric that counts is that you can tell exactly where you lie in the grand scheme of things, if for example you like fucking six year old girls, but just between you and me bro, 4 to 5 year olds are best.
If you’re carted off to newspaper headlines screaming about the vile paedo for even writing about such things, as I did above, then you’re near the bottom of the barrel.
If there is a gentle knock at the door and the latest little girl is brought to see nice uncle peter, by the same people who took the last one away and made sure she was kept quiet, after all, you can’t let leverage like that go to waste…. then you’re near the top of the barrel.
it’s not the orgies of the senate you should be worried about, that shit is after all just after office hours partying, it’s the shit they do during office hours that should scare you, that shit makes a few dozen bleeding pre-pubescent holes the merest trivia in the scheme of things, beware Putin, not since the dim and distant have Russian jets / troops / nukes / what the fuck ever done such and such, and we must all be scared, and alert, and prepared to sacrifice, because if Putin don’t get us, ISIS will, or Ebola will, or some fucker else will, because the one thing that will NEVER be allowed is devolvement of power and choice and information to the individual level.
We’ll draft your ass or kill your ass or imprison your ass as a vile paedo before we let that happen.
You know what, there are no morals, there is no right and wrong, there is just ability, if you can fuck 4 year olds with impunity then you have ability, if you can’t then you don’t have ability. I dunno, anything is better than being a cheerleader and singing the latest hymns to the audience, or being one of the drones in the audience…. the media is incapable of telling the truth, once you grep that…
As for sin and iniquity, well, everything you can think of is going on all around you, just like it always has and always will, just human animal nature babe, no need to invoke any false flag demons.
I got nothing new to day, nothing new to observe, nothing new to discuss, it’s all same old same old, and you’re either preaching to the fucking choir or the pews or the congregation, when it’s the demons in the woods and swamps that need to hear.
Posting shit to the internet is like checking fucking IM/whatsapp every 60 seconds to see if that bitch with the big tits has replied yet, or read your last yet, or is on-line yet, it’s a total utter and complete waste of fucking time, it isn’t important either, or anything else, it’s just what you do to fill the fucking day with significance.
Well it isn’t significant, it’s noise, not signal.
Put 1,000 human beings in a biiiiig room, tell em, do WTF you like, but that big red button over there, don’t press it, if you do, the room fills with water and everyone dies.
Not if, but when, someone presses it.
Always someone willing to press the reset button, that’s all you need to know.
Party hearty bros.
Shades of a collapsing civilisation and no common ideal/tribe. Propaganda keeps people honest, and a shared idea helps keep them accountable, for
a while, until it all falls apart again. Depressing, but eh, that’s life.
Fuck, i sound like an old man and i’m in my early 20s.
Anyways, good luck to you, ain’t much of worth to say this side of the next world war anyways.
Comment by Digger Nick — November 2, 2014 @ 5:50 pm
we’ve always been at war with the abo’s…. oi, that’s a sacred site….. lol
Comment by wimminz — November 2, 2014 @ 7:43 pm
Yep, party on ya dirty old British basterd! 🙂
Though life does have the annoying habit of throwing the same shit at us over and over again(each time worst than the last), I do hope once I actually get the lesson that shit will stop, especially hoping during this current reenactment of my own personal hell.
Don´t believe you´ll stop for good though.
Having the opportunity to vent on all the stupid bastards around oneself is just too tempting. And actually healthy. 😉
Comment by hans — November 3, 2014 @ 10:00 am
Don’t you dare wind this up. I don’t always comment – but I always read.
Comment by Tim — November 3, 2014 @ 7:31 pm
“Shades of a collapsing civilisation and no common ideal/tribe. Propaganda keeps people honest, and a shared idea helps keep them accountable, for a while, until it all falls apart again.”
In an ideal world, people would come to the same rational worldview of their own volition (while doing their best to ensure others try to do so as well), and not keep endlessly concocting deluded worldviews and ever more innovative ways to force them upon others. On the other hand, every pony in Ponyville farts magical pony-dust on Wednesdays, and there’s a cartoon about that.
“Fuck, i sound like an old man and i’m in my early 20s.”
LOL….24 here. I know how you feel. Blame Mr. Afor for prematurely scrubbing the pony-dust off our pristine youthful eyes.
Comment by jupiviv — November 4, 2014 @ 2:22 pm
cheers, Afor. It’s been an education.
Comment by fiddlestix — November 4, 2014 @ 4:17 pm
All good things come to an end. The wise man knows when the time has come to pack up and move on. That is how I feel about the good-ole US of A, it had a good run and is on it’s death bed. Best to let it pass in peace and move on to more lively pastures. Let those who want to suck the marrow from it’s decaying bones stay…
I’ll raise a flask to you – drink hearty and laugh, for tomorrow we all die…
Comment by Not Pretty — November 7, 2014 @ 5:48 am
I thought you were joking. It’s a shame but everything ends.
Comment by JimBob — November 17, 2014 @ 2:57 pm