Thursday, 17 January 2019

That Empathetic Feeling

If you do deeply identify with others less fortunate, if you 'Feel Sorry' for the many suffering people, whether their pain is financial physical or Psychological... it takes a focused eye to perceive it, in its elemental form... educate your 'Instincts of direct identification to another's nerves emotions and potential pain and discomfort...

Hey, You may be human after all!...

Most dont see it ever, They are the 'Psychopaths/Sociopaths' who have no GENUINE TRUE HUMAN FEELING: I tried to be a Psyco, but I just could not commit to it after a short Apprenticeship from a master bastard like my Fat-Her, I wish my Dad was still alive so I could now beat him to death without mercy, ahem, what was I saying...

To feel Love grabbed out of your heart like it was sucked out without your permission, and to see a little life in Jeopardy and to forget your own moment in eternity, and to begin to care and identify with another 'Entity' if you want to feel better, go to a Touching Zoo where you can reach an intricate life form, that actually 'Responds' to YOU...

it is the Icebreaker, there is no Colder world than one filled with folks without a Heart; one feels like a lost puppy in search of comfort... all life that is conscious is a part of our extended family... in a world of Ignorance shine a tiny light, a flashlight I shone to the stars in 1971 is just about getting there

when is it ever right to Kill ANYTHING? except for Virus's pandemics and Plague, you are a helpless baby without anyone to turn to, calling for help like that baby Monkey a few Blogs back, if you turn your back on Natures Cry, then you are bound to die sooner than usual... your own poisoned immorality is the Cancer incarnated in cellular self-destruction poetic injustice from the inside

Be that part of GODS LOVE to find it in yourself to extend your comfortable easy private life, to reach another's limited enclosed form... the Entire Higher Thinking Universe is constantly becoming Buddha all over the Galaxy before and beyond time in its limited format... and divisibility by logarithms of flawed laws...

Go ahead; take a chance; you can Be a God, (just give something deeply personal) to a Tramp or a raped Whore, Give the best of the rest of all of us in one single gesture of Selflessness... and I guarantee you will feel so much better for being Human, even SuperHuman, God pays attention to kind acts beyond comprehension...

it is a better thing I do/did Today... etc... 
can you dig this? (drop the beat)


YES, You are the lone Hero in a single lifetime: so make it count... 2,3,4.... (Music starts)

Wednesday, 16 January 2019

Second hand Soul

Life is the greatest Ride in the Universe: so why not live indefinitely?... Duh; as if, Huh? who would take the leap from a Cliff which might never end?. have you got the Guts to risk your life to "Find a Life"...

there are scenes of Grotesquely mutilated body parts, and flashing images which might tip you stomach into a vomit pump for a short time, Reader discretion is advised; you dont have to go beyond this point:

You could go browse eBay or eat food have sex or masturbate, I dont Fikin care, just dont blame me if I tempted you into thinking you may, might possibly live at least as long as a Joshua Tree... or Mighty Oak, Hey we are trees with legs!...

I pity trees for that very reason, they are always stuck in the same place... that is why so many of them are Murdered, because they are in the way of a new Car Park, or Duplex, Condofucking-minions, where the recently homeless can move in and steal rape and Murder their Neighbours, (Like they do!) OK Shut up this is serious... this is what happened to the Saudi Prince who wanted more than Allah was prepared to deliver...

An unlimited wealthy Arabic Prince Ali wanted to play with Nature because he was persuaded to chance the promise of an extended life that could enhance and hold for many hundreds of years... with no risk or Danger to him, Tempting to say the least...

He was fascinated by Dr Liu a Japanese Geneticist who had advanced theories which were harmless to the Donor; i.e. theoretical Body copies made by an advanced cloning technique, non-invasive just like a Physiological 3D printer, no harm no pain, just a scan and a Being is grown from a Zygote copy i.e the first "transaction of the impossible fraction" (do a little research) of a likely probability...

at an accelerated growth this copy of the Donor takes just 12 months to reach the point of "embarkation" to receptive, a total BLANK, able only to breathe and to regulate its vital needs as a body, it is a lifesized "Empty Baby" it has no memory but only the most primal kind as noted above,

this is where the Genius of the Japanese Guy puts the doner into a coma, and over 15 days copies the originators learned experience and memories of very personal depth, like the first time you learnt to tie a Bow, how to wipe your bottom, and walk vertically without the aid of a wheelchair...

the intricate detail of the "Donor" is perfectly replicated, with small exceptions, he ordered a modified face as he was unhappy with the one nature gave him, so now the moment of truth arrives...

INT NIGHT LABORATORY

The Copy wakes up, thinking He is actually the originator, he is a perfect Neurol Copy of the 'donor', the Conflict of one mind divided into two begins, Both know the PIN numbers to the endless accounts of bullion, both know every secret told to them from friends, yet one is quite noticeably Younger and fitter, he gets up and stretches his limbs and seems incredulous as to how fit and perky he feels now atomically aged 32 years old... half the donors age..

He "Ali the copy" is in a large incubator and starts a conversation with Dr Liu who oversaw the entire conception and full procedure... He and his team hear the first words of the finished COPY of Ali the original

ALI COPY:
'Dr Liu are you there!... I feel unbelievable, tell me; am I in the copy already, is this the new Me, am I transferred yet? I feel very excited awake and very very Horney actually I could inseminate a Dozen fertile Females right now! do you mind if I masturbate? sorry, I can't resist it......"

Dr Liu: 
"we dont want to shock you, with reality too much yet... it looks like it has worked so far, but it will take sometime before we are really sure... we dont want "Dolly the sheep syndrome" 

at this time 'Ali' the Donor who was also waking from a therapeutically induced sleep was listening to this 2-way conversation, and slightly incredulous realisation now taking hold in his apprehensive mind...

ALI:
LIU! who are you talking to!! what's happening?... did it work...? What's your Heads up?

DR LIU:
Well as far as I can Determine, the Copy is alive awake and aware, with all your intimate memories and familiarity with your whole combined existence...

ALI:
What! I am supposed to be in the copy....

DR LIU:
you Are!...

ALI:
Wait a minute... I am still here in the original, the thing that is the deep ME is still here, I dont feel like I have actually Transferred,

DR LIU:
yes, you have, Didn't I explain to you so carefully before you committed to pay for this treatment, I said you will be perfectly copied to a Body that can theoretically live indefinitely... I didn't say your core essence could be guaranteed to 'Jump' from you to it, it has all the characteristics of You in a Perfect Younger copy as we agreed to deliver....

ALI:
in other words, I have a younger twin that will live hundreds of years, and I/me the originator will die, like a normal Person, I thought I was going to live forever...

DR LIU:
Yes, in fact. both are true, but the copy has its very own personal 'ergo sum I' which is as near to identical to Yours, if you want to totally transfer we suggest you terminate your life functions, we can do it for you free of any further charge; as you are already connected to the system, this is the final part, are you willing you be terminated? as yet it is only theoretical that you will jump to the new body, this is the only way to test Einstein's theory of distant influence and Harmonic assimilation... it's your Call...

ALI:
forget that, that is exactly what I do not want, I am not going to scuttle a ship that floats... No. I want to meet the copy and see how accurate your work is, and what my Money has paid for... I have attractive female Cousins that I would like copies of, for my own pleasure... if this works like you say it may, I want to copy 'Other people' too...

Dr Liu:
lets take it one step at a time, first come and meet your 'Organic replica' dont get ahead of yourself so to speak... in a room full of Copies who can prove their identity? we are bordering on the threshold of God's dominion, we dont want to make mistakes or half-formed fakes... or tempt the Devil in the detail that undoes us all...

("Unknown to Ali, Dr Liu has made a third Copy, which he intends to substitute for the Original Ali so he can acquire his power and vast wealth, he has Intentions to take hostage all the Islamic Scholars and so-called Holy Men so he can Manipulate their influence on the ignorant any slowly take control of the entire Arabic Race, via synthesised manipulation of the entire Gene pool, and then the rest of the human world is his Oyster, how many levels of truth and reality do you want? we are already deeper into this Outlandish supposition than you could possibly begin to believe or comprehend...)


who wants to play a game wid me called let's write a Movie that we really want to see... I will work for Food free Booze back rubs and fresh Dope, and you can take all the glory... I seek to seed deep excitement direct to the nerves, not third rate abortions fried in used transmission Oil... impossible tangents and twists await, upside down inside out stories that will make you scratch your loins and double triple wipe your Bot...

the ultimate Horror Story is being Stolen from life, and nobody knows your gone, because a Copy has taken your place, and now fucks your wife spends your money and fools everybody by doing 'Nothing' by just being themselves...

I need a Story Buddy, that is a World-Wide open request to a sentient mind, for a love affair by the gymnastics of narrative linguistics at the level and very limit of the human Imagination...

Coils of classic Drama are unfolding from within me... like moulds that grow from no-where, I cannot stop my mind from making them... I have at least 3 mindbenders... this included, plus a halz Dozen Bubble Gum Wrapper shorts...

HELP! I need an agent an Editor and a Bookmark from the shroud of Turin... that's a Voyage to peace of mind beyond reckoning or understanding the sweet buds of eternity bloom into a soft bed that is by nature welcoming and gentle unlike people, who will always let you down,

you cannot compare the Cruelty of Man, to the Mercy of God, it is a calculation beyond definition to compute

Tuesday, 15 January 2019

Time to Cry

Saddest thing I ever saw... 
newborn and abandoned... 


Monday, 14 January 2019

Who will Save America...

Probably The British Ironically... because we Love You as the Earths longest narrative Musical Poem... of the Entire British Empire if you saw/imagined all her dominions as Children...

America is Her Finest Fittest Son, who grew up faster than normal grew up, got wise got freedom and instigated the Crucible of all Civilisation on the pathway to the true Liberty and freedom the French only hinted at... the Greeks could only Postulate, But Americans had a natural fundamental Unifying Morality that overcame Most visible Corruption and wickedness, though it was every man for himself in the past, at least they attempt to fill the country with the best in the world for all Young hungry Minds...

though we Love the Original Americans even more deeply... how they survived without anything Artificial, though you could argue a trap is an artificial deliberation of culture itself. OK, anything made by Natural adaptive intelligence is unnatural... as it is a modification of Pure instinct, which is the primal form of knowledge and the kick starter for a growing intelligence.

Get Born Mate and Die... thats how Mayflies see the world, very simple and compact, we are a variation in a different metaphysical Ratio, in a deformed time dimension, we ourselves are a part of a Larger experiment that hardly any single Soul is aware of...

America is on the cusp of being the Gateway to Heaven and or Hell, though; Never travel alone there, it is a Honeycomb of thousands and millions of lost souls in the 411 books All of America is a Living Portal and a grinding threshing Floor for gifted souls to be ground to dust to feed the ignorant with your examples... you gave all your finest Children to save our European Asses,

Collectively your much better people than the rest of us... but together we can do more for Good than anybody else on the Planet, coz we are Family, and though they often don't, Families belong together not fragmented into soulless Dogma driven deformations that steal freedom from women in Islamic states...

America/Canada are the Burning bushes in the desert for all the lost of the world... Long may they sustain and gain respect for their humanitarian Magnanimity... nobody is perfect, but they are trying harder than most... even if they burn the toast, occasionally

Jesus Christ will save America... Disney is already in negotiation for a box Set...

Wednesday, 9 January 2019

For Dannielle

Just wanted to post you some Good feelings and healing thoughts, if you need em, I still worry bout you Hun, hope you live long and have serious Fun...

Love out '~'

ps: sorry bout your Tiny Friend, he cant still be alive after all this time.. if not I am so sorry for your Loss he is as beloved as you are to me, baby girl, I want to love you like a child all over again: like the first time you felt a desire you had no name for... one finger at a time, till your relaxed enough to take it All... 

Let me do it to it...
the way gals like it...

this is all theory I dont do it in practice, 
I wish I knew but the probability is impervious to  previsualisation the moment of Truth forever Approaches you HEAD ON,

Wear a seat belt or be Spaghetti 

So easy to get Murdered

Just speak a truth and you already got detractors... but when you pursue it to the limits, your bound to get Murdered.

Just shut up and say nothing and roll with the rat race, cower down and keep Mum (to stay silent) CYA cover your ass at all times if you want to survive, 

BUT draw attention to yourself, be indiscreet blow the Whistle, or make a noise; make sexual perversion a part of the mix, and you get rightly 'fist fucked' by society... so long Harvey and Spacey, Persona non Grata in substantial interpersonal metaphysics.... as they will soon say, Lust deserves cold Mountain water, and much mediation with fine etiquette to prevent imminent rape = God Forbid it be your lonely fate, my dear old M8...

you wouldn't laugh if weren't you, Fuck the whole Human Race EXCEPT Americans, they are the last hope of all present humanity, God Bless Em...

I just Hate my own Species to destruction, But I love Orangutangs and Great Apes very much more... I watch Hours and chapters of stories of individual Animals, all over the World by the Power of 'Divine sight = Internet' the number of the beast is not 666 it is the entire Web address of everything, on a world-sized 4k Monitor even the blind can see the Truth, ironically, that they photograph... with pictures WE cannot see... so I guess we are equal...

The truth is being torn apart, by folk with different trajectories of a-foresight, like LEVI Jeans being ripped by Wild Horses, only Science and Medical History proves the true value of things both immaterial and material... Actual and factual... the afterlife is not here, it may not be there either (for You)

But Ironically when you see a tiny smashed view of a hologram from the Whole that reveals truth, You can be killed for what you think what you say and what you Believe, we are no better than Malicious organised great Apes of Evil, and sadly the World was much better before we came into existence in the corruption of reason and consciousness where intelligence ends up twisted and self-serving, and subjugating Food souls Oil Land and Oxygen and then 'Other Races'... 

by Extermination, Mass Murder is still at humanity's Big dinner Table with a charming face and good manners... and we welcome them as a valued Guest, That's the the Bollocks of Politics... go into Denial like you always do, it does not affect you. Yet.

Politics is a game where the rules change as you play, it ain't fair it ain't pure and it ain't Holy... Remembering Jo Cox Who was Murdered for speaking 'Her' Truth...


that WAS my waste size until age 32, Now
it is 40' the truth is I am a scumsucking Pig '~' 
thats My tiny truth, wot's ~ yours lol..

Life ends in a Fentynol Patch
the way they Murdered My own Mother...
make no Mistake Murder is actually Legal

but they call it the Liverpool pathway
dont you think I am Angry and half Mad
dont I have a right to be!


Friday, 4 January 2019

Gateway to Wisdom III

A University Education with NO administration fee... that is what the INTERNET can be; used as... and it is true, few things are actually True, but this truth could unify and unite us each and everybody... open your cyber borders and hear the voices of friendship and freedom... all through the Bare wire to your private life... all the world before you

You can learn 'First Aid' Languages Physics Anthropology The history of Wickedness is also there too... forget the porn I have seen more than I want to, instead; find Truth beauty Philosophy and a better way to think and be... No pressure; but if all you seek is gossip and good looks, and dont yet see the transience of all mortal minds and bodies, then one day deep in the Bullshit you find an undigested Kernal of data... careful what you seek it may either enlighten or flash fry you in an electric chair...

Such a Pathway leads on to many diversions and other pathways, and fractions of possibilities, it is the individuals capacity to judge good from bad... but people are so easily led and mislead... Blindfolded with eyes wide open, and awake with eyes Wide shut, so to speak...


Want to sell your Soul for Gold, you can do that too, on Craig's List' wanna be Faust and make a deal from which there is no Pre-nuptial, no holds barred, no way to win if you 'Default' on the agreement...


Wouldnt you love money Power Sex and endless 'stimulation' with every Toy a boy could ever want, all your enemies tortured and destroyed... the satisfaction of a Demi-god But with a closing date and a time to pay the bill


IN FULL, all at once 'Right now' Momento Mori, consumatum Est = 'it is done' 


Then as each day passes your fate sails nearer to the reef of destruction, you kid yourself it's way off, but it sneaks up to you like a big Cat then one day you look into its eyes and feel its breath upon your neck just before it lunges

The wise Man submits into poverty with much misery and struggles to achieve any material prosperity, but there is a dimension where only the good in heart can survive... and in the hereafter when you look back and witness what you left... and you see the Fights over material possessions, the Tramp you met and gave a few coins to is still more grateful than all your loving relations, who had enough of you and now want your Money...


A hungry Rat will eat its own babies without a second thought: even a grateful bite will give you Rabies, the spectral-obsession for wealth and power predetermines your ultimate fate: Jump into Nothing and find everything... apparently, you must lose your Ego to find yourself? just beginning to get that, as the self and the Ego are opposites of the same coin which have no idea the other exists...


Sorrow then manifests as the realisation you have neither, nor even a soul to barter with, you are an empty meat Pie that has lost its flavour and now turning stale and smelly, you are fit for nothing but termination and abandonment, and the old nerves flicker like a candle in the dark, your dread anticipation of what is in store is a daily beacon of Mortality...  

(in a tempest Ocean of impending misery, my own Father drowned to Death, I hope he 'Enjoyed it' Motherfucker masturbater fornicator waster neerdoowell dumb ass dick wipe... he was the Generic Arrogant Aggressive Alpha Male with no Ape family... or conscience... Peasant past and no future, 'for a peasant' it is an unmaskable behaviour pattern that concludes that particular worthlessness, in cheating lying and falsifying much and or any information, scum have no truth, just variations of the same story, like criminals do in interrogation...)

and after you have waited for what seems like a lifetime, you go horizontal, and the moment you die is when you suddenly didn't even know you were alive in the first place...

everything is torn asunder into the four winds, and nothing more is left, not even another's memory of you, You were an insignificant Emporer of Dust in a Slaves Belly-button...

King of Detritus Pauper of imagination, get an education it is much more productive than mere Masturbation... if you put your heart into it and translate it creatively, the Gods may look on you kindly... for helping others to comprehend the Impossible when they were looking for an answer, to the oldest question we all one day will ask...

Why Me!... 

time is a Pool of Sorrows, the longer the time the Deeper it get's when you look so far back it hurts to process it, its time to dive in and forget it all... Gloom and misery is one of my main Charms Hun... I love to push the limits over the limit of good taste and decency, and it excites me people actually read it... 

not bad for an autistic Imbecile huh? I learnt to fake being human just to communicate with people specific and indeterminate... I hate Jacuzzis lets go straight to paradise

Wednesday, 2 January 2019

New Time

Just awoken from my self induced time travel Coma... no more tears for long lost reflections of Xmas long gone, it is Done, Christmas is a recurrent emotional Abortion for many people... it debilitates and destablises...

Welcome to the future, you made it from the past, i.e. 2018  which is as dead and locked in aspic as any Fossil... the wonderful Organic Memories of the past are somehow made available to you, but there are tens of thousands of days you cannot remember at all, for money sex or a gun to your head...

your entire life is one long single take. (with very many missing segments) and that shutter is always closing on the last and opening to the next micro-fraction of a very long life even at 50 years... Most folks are a fistful of sweet recollections, or bitter, sweet n Sour, scarred events long gone, but still bleeding scars from the Magma Chamber of the Human Heart... Most volcanos are like human souls, mostly Dormant and definitely Vacant, (pretty vacant) are you missing any time perhaps?...

sounds more like pop music than a bum ass blog?

I was walking My Boo and deliberately kept saying "Happy New Year to everyone I passed" in a hearty voice; almost everyone responded in kind, like friendly rats with massive brains, I would wait until I was almost upon them, then Laser them with Artificial Joy, People "came to life" in reaction, it was a nice continuous succession of real-time events.. for at least 22 mins...

Then we got back to the privacy and safety of my baby mini Merc Rolled a Mary-Jane tampon and sucked the life out of it, oh btw: I always attend to Boo before I enjoy a Bong, make sure She gets "ionised water" yup the Water is for Both of us... No treats, coz She's had too many... I try to be cruel to be kind, but always submit to the moment present and give kindness... because cruelty itself hurts you deeply much much later, years decades later indeed... giving love extends not only life but the limitations of your consciousness to the levels of a Guru... 

that's how so many kids get Obese, giving the ones you love what they Love... being cruel is hard, when you totally understand the victims' point of view, no? But a stern Lesson is well deserved by most of us, who has the heart to dish out punishment, huh...

That's Why Christians Rule the airwaves We have more Mercy than all the rest put together... we bring hope and the limitless postulations of goodness even when those who are supposed to be doing good, end up doing bad.

ARE YOU WORTH THE SPIT IN YOUR MOUTH? 
OR THE WORD ON YOUR TOUNG 
are you no more than a used Condom
or really truly someone,

that you would want to know:

or do you emulate a Saint, 
who turns out to be a fake

POP culture is about to Live forever


Drop the beat !!!!

Hey Dan, Hows your Old loose slimy slit? I plug it by proxy with a strangers Proboscis, My dick is every dick, your Cunt is the destination Wormhole to everyman Forever... thanks for the ride I had in the distant past... it still thrills me... 

Your Beaver is like the Hudson River... its always, 'flowin'... Your pussy drips and skid marks are still on my sheets... plus a real life screen print of your PERFECT ASS... in menstrual Blood and Cum, in a pink stain that beats any Picasso...

I fucking framed it...and hung it at the Head of my Bed...

Yo still ma Bitch 
but you have the Remote control...
for my LED soul...