Friday, February 28, 2025

 This planet is a punishment place for people who had done who-knows-what in previous lives

 Consciousness expansion has been cancelled

the main world objective now 
is making sure that you don't offend
a bunch of addled fucking morons.

 

Space travel has been cancelled.

Intelligence upgrade has been cancelled.

 

appease the loud and dehumanized hordes.

 European leaders will go to their graves trying to get a war with Russia

 350 billion motherfucking dollars

Thursday, February 27, 2025

 SSRIs have been linked to brain damage and would actually in the long term make people more depressed, not less.
Since your synapses require a steady flow of their Serotonin levels for electrical conduits.
The tempoerary is it mellows you out, but in reality that mellow is the literally cutting of what is effectively your "soul," u walloping hambone.

 I hate cruel people who are soulless and nasty and heartless and yet they are all over the world.

 Hollywood is a blackmail racket full of untalented superlosers

Saturday, February 22, 2025

 These are your prizes you have around today.


 

They are ugly and loud and some of the biggest problems on two legs.
Completely devoid (that means lacking) of any grace. And think the highest of themselves.

There is example after example after example.
A fallen nation and also a gender imbalance. But hordes of these insufferable types think ever so the highest of themselves while contributing nothing, proving nothing, and wrecking everything seam by seam. It's disgusting anyone sticks up for them.  As its a festering ugliness of the soul and void of heart of mentation or actual class or beauty.
You cannot paint ugly with false merit, because it is just its own emanation of disgusting and broken souls, and so it is makeup over a broken soul. Yet they are insufferable and illogical, and there will be millions of losers waiting and ready to kiss their asses telling them to just be the same: materialistic and imbalanced destroyers.

 Do you know how uneducated, sloppy minded and near-levels of brain-damaged most of the populace is?

Friday, February 21, 2025

  may not only persist in the human body but could also integrate with human DNA, fundamentally altering our genetic code./bla,bla,bla

Thursday, February 20, 2025

 no its tons of nasty loser women who hate men and produce some of the lousiest and soulless "art" and "music." The tides are turning on them because they absolutely suck at what they do. Which is fine, for them to suck, yet the array of scummy attitudes and nasty cunts being so proud of themselves for producing squalor and acting proud or happy about it, and making themselves as ugly on purpose to "own" nature's selection of development and beauty, just provides that much more of an intense pendulum to come back against them. Of course there will always be losers who put up with it but most people have  grown far tired by it, absolutely, at this point.  Because when you ruin civilization and consider your lowest common denominator achievements as anything that competes with greatness of what past civilizations made, you are in over your head and can't keep your fantasies or yourself in check to how lackluster your self-congratulation is.
Also you are leading a trail of haphazard failure and destruction while extremely giddy of whatever social attention arrives through it, not seeing strictly clear into the mirror of self-worship, vanity and becoming major turn-offs to those or anyone who actually judges other human beings by soul or soulfulness.
that's the piece.


keep it up

Wednesday, February 19, 2025

Vile Hollywood, fall.

 Smart Phones: Civilization Sickness

Tuesday, February 18, 2025

 Guess the : --ensky

>gets offered a deal by putin 3 days into the war where all he has to do is proclaim neutrality and surrender lugansk and donetsk regions to russia (small part of eastern ukraine)
>instead gets tricked by EU and boris johnson to fight the war instead of taking the deal
>3 years later
>lost half of pre-war population due to refugee outflows
>lost 50% of pre-war GDP
>lost 60% of entire electricity network (all thermal power plants destroyed by missile strikes)
>$1 trillion+ in infrastructure damages (IMF report)
>all pre-war military equipment, air defense networks and ballistic missile stockpiles utterly destroyed
>lost major industries to missile strikes including famous plants like motor-sich
>now has the lowest birth rate in the world
>blackrock buying up western-ukrainian land for pennies on the dollar
>trump about to take away whatever mineral reserves they have left
>putin wants six times more territory now than he did in his initial deal
>remaining population almost entirely consists of people over the age of 55
>probably hundreds of thousands of dead from the fighting
>even more serely maimed (missing arms/legs/feet/hands)

Monday, February 17, 2025

 Really gotta get out of this ugly, soulless, dying, corrupt town

Thursday, February 13, 2025

 

insurance premium

Sunday, February 9, 2025

 A lot of people are suffering and need to wake up. But to wake up they would need to change their "side" or affiliation. And to wake up and be self-responsible, and question that you had ever been coerced, co-opted, programmed or deceived, well that can typically push a person into deepening their state of running closer to those who deceive them.
Because the pain or nuisance of waking up will damage the ego and arrogance of those who want to do nothing but be right all the time, every time.

Q: Ex-USAID chief, Samantha Brooks, net worth gained an extra $23.3M under Biden, while earning $180K per year. Where did it come from?

A: Your fucking sweat and blood.

Friday, February 7, 2025


 wake up,

you supported evil and greed.

fess up to it and admit it.

there are no "sides" any more, there are those clairvoyant, awake and honest,
and those who will just lie between their teeth forever now and never be taken
seriously or trusted ever again.


 such heroic winners


 👆👍

Thursday, February 6, 2025

 People are very unsexy these days
there is something about their souls
It is a major turn off.

Maybe they upgraded some part of themselves
A present, a sense, a component.

But I love the Eternal Spirit
The Truth,  The Proof
Not the non sense

 The most corruption you've ever seen in your entire fucking life.
That's what's been going on.


 absolute fucking corruption and this small little city is one of the hottest locations of a burning heap of shit.

Gentrification destroys and promotes some of the most unhinged ugliness which cannot come any notion at all of becoming self-aware. But it cannot eat or devour or destroy truth or beauty.

 I'm not the only one who thinks such, just many people had felt like they wouldn't be able to be alright with saying such.

saw this in the internet dot com earlier. Yeah, I agree, absolutely. this place sucks big time and sucks more each day. I went out to some places earlier that were counties and zipcodes away-- and it was beyond refreshing and nicer, more hopeful and people were real. I felt alive and optimistic again. Then coming back here blows. If you arent in people's "clique" or whatever or dont run line down all these checkmark boxes of exacted viewpoint, there's no point here.

It's very sterile and the people who pretend to be for humanity or causation or whatever really are dry in spirit, seem anti-fun and have to be completely serious about absolutely every thing absolutely all the time. And they don't seem to want me around so heck with them. I like fun imagination and liveliness. Ithaca is really kind of a total buzzkill place. I'm a hyperactive frog or whatever so it takes a bit to jolt me up but I have to say it. My creative freedoms are really stifled in this place anyway.
and people seem so angry and it rubs off on others.
Not a lotta sunshine in people's hearts here like the t-shirts would try to tell you otherwise.

Less ranting though and more fun and building health back up and finding the right place. I realized not the rest of the world or even ny is like here though which is pretty great. By the way even this statement would make me the biggest enemy of the county here just for speaking, and that's how touchy and locust-like they are. It's a bad joke. I like good humor. Not livin' horrors, aye

Tuesday, February 4, 2025

 it's where a term called useful-idiot comes from and how to establish convincing generations and populaces to not seek self-repair and internal balance nor to master the triad of mind,body and soul, but to push away ingenuity and an accolade of wisdom.

it is likened as to creating a zombie species or separated populace of emotionally controlled bottom-feeders who do anything within their power (a power handed to them and never earned, a power of only destruction and not creation) so as to muddy the waters of clarity of the mind and spirit.

people do not read the very manuals of propaganda techniques both instilled into them being used through them,
Equally so, people do not read the very manuals of propaganda used upon them.










Monday, February 3, 2025

 don't give power to those who trade the power of their heart or the warmth of their soul
to the prospects of injoining for convenience.

There are ancient souls within some of us
who like to call bullshit  unto those who drift by on fear,
or yet worse, posture as the spiritual.

Many are what they accuse others of.

The love in my heart you try to eat to feast down to the bone.

My soul is more ancient than your trendy little joiner game.

Something inside of my being will forever outlast the brute ugliness
of these common groups who "know it all as it is,"
and who try to "decide for others what is just or what rulesets to follow."
Today these are called "progressives."
You are ugly and irresponsible bringers of damage and lack self-responsibility.

Should you not be able to create what it is you destroy, you will have to live
Life and Life again until you can build.
(that is called a scrying.
many venemous feminists types try to damn or curse people like I,
mediums or intermediaries, away from honing in on a sacral touch.
Even after flus and bad luck and sicknesses, your ugly trendy
asses cannot damage me or my guardians or my aura,
or spirits that look out for me. From Sumer and Kemet and Dogon, etc.
Earth's birth and mud creation.)
I realize that sounds  silly and "out there,"
even after being in states of scrying or medium. Most of your normal
world of ego competition seems, to me, just as aloof.

Many people who try to ruin your life
Or to preach at you
are those who pretend to be wholly in rebellion,
and yet I cannot call them cockroaches
because they are timeless and respectable,
although not wanting close to have around.


Locusts, I can say, then,
or hivemind hylics.
I repeat again:
they dared to muck about with my very own livelihood.


My soul is stronger because I don't need groups like rats or locust do.

Your DEI bullshit dented years of my being.
I thought I was your friend/s some long long time ago.
The wiser I grow by survival,
the more twofaced I see your groups, cliques, and caaste systems.

You are hypocrites.
If you wish such ill will on Male mediums,
take a look in the mirror.

You can have it, you ran it into the ground any way

It's also called going to places that are more beautiful, and where there are nicer people who nurture something more than their state-identity ego. Find better opportunities elsewhere where your soul doesnt feel like it has to fight or spar with people that really need to dig into the outlandishly trendy or who speak spirituality this or holistic kindness that but when talk comes to action, you can see they are rabid about in-groups and limited thinking, and furiously greedy to keep anything different from what they already know from actually teaching them. Because they :know it all and cannot know a thing more,: and then you humble hopes of people by finding places that arent so berating and rampant on screaming all of the time or having impossible causes flippantly rotating as soon as they can tune into what new belief system they are ordered to march unto via the belltoll of the hivemind.        

   It's cool and it's find, just my way is not your way and "your way sure as hell is not my way" so as to quote a person called T.D. Lingo.  In all things I just want to push my creative and music and artful boundaries, but when  i see what people have to do to be in "cliques" especially around here, some real truth of the soul that walks the talk is what it is all about.   

There are so many other places and opportunities. And as open minded as this region is, people sure are flakey, and smarmy and really judgy if they cant pin your mannerisms down and if you're actually nice or heartfelt to them it probably reminds them of something they abandoned long ago like some family member trying to bond with them before they were reprogrammed,  or an act of kindness that they cant twist into turning into either an ally or a foe of their constantly miraged "revolution."      

    That's future reference for a one day possibility when people stop trying to eat eachother alive or whatever. A day I'm not sure I'll see, but something to powerfully step away from with some heart left alive within me.

 Ithaca is so fucking retarded.
Absolute regressive place. 

Biggest loser burnout, faux spirituality town.
So ugly right down to the pit of the soul,
with useless and brain-damage level bottom of the barrel trash.

Hordes of really scummy lepers who exist in a hivemind
but can't see two feet infront of them. No original ideas.
Just useless, soulless absolute losers with no spark of Prana or internal brightness.
Ugly trashy, drugged up and dysgenic losers.
An absolutely definition of what I keep referring to as the Hylic.
They are energetic food.

 Seed oils and Corn Syrup!
building the new, acceptable body.
Easily controllable and gooshy!

Sunday, February 2, 2025

 


 No I had my hollowbody guitar held hostage for three weeks.
Again, I learned, with grace and impunity, that it takes 50+ min
of a drive either direction from here to find reliable and decent people.
I'd wondered why and how that the last several times of going to the local
shop that you get worse service. More ever since the prev owner handed down
communications and ownership. One feller there is very stand up and good.
But the new luthier said they'd teach me how to do it on my own and to
do it "the right" way. I was trying to pay someone to do a service and to
help me out.
It was crazy because they are so booked with customers that they will shrug
off anything they don't want to have at. But in this really smarmy and rude way.

It took me checking in three weeks or more later on since dropping it off.
That they didn't look at or address a wiring issue that I was not wanting to
remove myself and guess at for getting it right. It wasn't where I felt alright
toward overlooking what someone possibly more experienced could catch and
correct and for me to pay them for that service.

But that place is going through multiple luthiers a year at this point and with the
ownership change, though still kept in the same family, I don't think the
range of demand for repair and service meets their stressor levels.
Just that one worker gets smarmy as hell and had before said a guitar I owned
sounds absolutely awful but probably because it was not composed of a giant
piece of cheese for him to chew and gnaw and eat and feast upon.
That is right. A giant block of cheese.
But i had successfully beforehand removed a rat from the understature of a house.
And one was enough.
Just that the person did a complete setup on that instrument, without me asking
Or requesting that at all.
So I was told it was "about normal" for that ground hum to be there, especially
with it being way worse when flicked to the bridge pickup via the 3 way switch.

That I could deal with that even if it was a humbucker and not a single coil
Single coils have that there as an expected noise level to get out of audio level
with a noise gate and so on. But the humbucker and small line/wiring run in the
potentiometer spaces meant that it was fixable and serviceable, and just that they were
too lazy or didn't want to work on my instrument. And I notice that so much in this
area, like shit is in the water, and no one is really good at what they do, or they
shrug off anything that is more than they want to do. And there are endless slews of
college kids or hipsters they can make money off with no effort.
Just I needed a hand with some wiring that I had tried again and again to sort out myself.
And decided to ask about it. And my guitar just sat in the same shop for 3+ weeks
without a thing looked at. Call me so I can get it back sooner then if you don't feel like helping.
But for God's sakes don't do a "setup" on an instrument especially without an OK for it,
and if the guitar style of playing wasn't called for having the action as absolutely as low as possible.

Your shop is a drag now and one of the brothers is a complete c*nt. The other is super decent
and I feel for him. 
Every time I drive nearly an hour out, though, places like Rochester or wherever, people seem real.
And human. And if they are nice or not, you know, they seem real enough.  And you can find people
representing their service or skill or craft. And you can commend them for doing decent or standing
behind their claim and workcraft.  
It's good and it's real and you can have a decent conversation, without finding any little jabs
slipped in.  Lots of businesses close or scatter around here and there is a huge reason for it.
The demand is too high, though, for this local shop, so they can continue to halfass it through
before the legacy of what they'd been handed down starts to really effect too close to home.
And they'll go through however many several luthiers that they do. The last one was really decent,
and personable, and had a great rapport. And I can't help all but think he left. On his own accord.
The new one has that famous in-town smarmyness and will talk over you, cut you off,
put you off, have this snide kind of sassyness that makes you really have to deal with any service
if you all but can't help otherwise. 
It's like a lineage of quality or service that rides on the trustworthyness of the past. The elders that
carried it. But those are my family members. The instruments. 
And the wiring had a clear and real solving needed to be done but all I heard was it was "too much of a pain" to get to and just to "try to find a way to play it as it is."
Basically its like, ok you don't like me, you dont want to work on my gear.
Cool. Just say it like that. I tried learning it on my own so I wouldn't have to go down there
but instead found way cooler communities and people who seem like they do care for their craft.
Just when you drive that far it takes a toll on fuel cost and all that.
I'd of been happy as anything to run through the wiring and see where the blip was. Because I want to
service all of my own instruments. Just that "it's a pain to work on" is that crossing between me paying that good money to make an instrument right.  And I question the actual skill of them at this point if getting someone's project to a playable and satisfied level is something they dont want to do because they aren't up for the job on it.  Just say "it's too hard and I don't feel like doing it for you as a customer" because we get so many other customers, and can make bills that easy, and we don't want you or your money back to our shop.
and I sound like the salt that splays on the roads and eats up the underside of vehicles saying all that, but assure that all the other counties I check out have at least close enough of an A-Game and it's been fun chatting with them or also supporting their services and seeing them interested enough of putting their work where their words are.
And so anyhow I can re-setup that entire instrument when it's electronics are good to go.
and have a couple places now that seem more caring even if it is that much further of a drive out.
I just was a bit offput, more than that, when I saw nothing was even looked at in the slightest when it came to that wiring. And I should just "deal with it how it is" and it was "normal" to have some antagonizing 60 cycle hum.  Like, damn, I was going to pay you what you though it was worth.
But opening the case and seeing a whole setup done without me asking-- was like, so you did touch the instrument, you opened it up and altered something on it, but not the 'tronics I signed a slip out to have fixed-- like what are ya thinking? Am I supposed to be sorry I'm not a rich college kid or whatever and I'm there for services rather than throwing money down to buy brand new stuff?

They're my family, instruments. And to turn anything dour into something more worthwhile, when the shop with more heart and grace and workmanship skills has it ready, should it be repairable and viable, I'll be happy to not deal with it as is or try and push through some grounding issue. And have a really nice clear sound and presence. To introduce a full hollow body to recording some tunes and using to play some of the grit and rawness but also atmospheres and short story scenes.  I don't care however many miles it is to and back, or maybe even I won't mind how into my pockets I'll be.  It's that soul pact with your devices, your instruments, where when they are happy enough and in a place of being a tool as settled in and dialed in to reach their apex and capability, that you can bond with them and pour out really who you are.

Just with some of the places local, for what you are expected to have to deal with, I feel taken for a ride more often than not, comparing that afterwards to  some of the actual care and quality I find outside of this town. This town gave up on itself and is crumbling at a fastpace like I'd never seen a place do before. This does tie in aptly to my much revisited hipsterdom and gentrification rants.
If enough prayer or spirited pursuit level into my world or momentum, I can likely say that a relocation to any of these outside places moves my own pallette of life and interests to just plain living there.
Just you don't fook around with a wallaby's guitar is the main gist of that.

 America


is your toilet.

You come to america
to do big time.
Make it big time.
Big time shit.


you come here to shit

drop the big one on the platter

but the street is your platter.

Shit on street.
Come here to drop shit.
Others will clean it up for you.

Yell, perhaps scream
if others say
no, you will shit on and shit up the country.

this is your bowel.
Be brave!!