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“ Nobody loves me. Everybody hates me. I might as well eat some worms.” it’s a kid song but for me it’s true and nobody cares. This is in a prison, but it might as well. Oh there all these fun activities to do. Things like bingo, CLR Uno, and a bunch of other games I have no interest in. If you could go anywhere in the entire world, where would you go? I go back to sleep. The government thinks I’m a monster. They think all of us are monsters and this is where we belong because we’re monsters That’s what governments do. They compartmenta...
And when I got up, I saw things that never seen before. Hard to explain. Think about a television, the three main colors in the television and in the human eye are. Red green and blue but their colors outside the spectrum think about a dog a dog can hear sounds at a higher pitch than a human being can but it’s still viable sound in the same way. Women can see more colors than men can but the colors that both men and women can’t see. And that’s what im seeing. Language is limited is limited to what people see when people see somethin...
My entire life is over. I know it’s a cliché line, but it’s true. I worked my entire life to get one credential or I should say multiple credentials and I made one mistake and everything I’ve worked. My whole life is over so the solution is obvious: Suicide. Now, I’ve called the Help Lines I’ve seen my shrink. I’ve changed my medications, but it isn’t that. I’m depressed or anxious or anything else. It’s just there’s no direction. I’m not married. I don’t have kids. I don’t think I’m going to get married or have kids at this point in my l...
Are you sure? I understand the logic in the physics but it doesn’t seem realistic It seems logical, but it doesn’t seem realistic. If everything is occurring everywhere at the same time because there is no fourth dimension think about the implications of that like anything else the implications could be good or bad, but there are also unintentional consequences to good and perhaps positive consequences to bad so it isn’t all black-and-white. This could have serious problems and think about the political implications, depending on who got a...
Fuck!! Fuck!! Fuck!! How to get my whole life in one box? It’s impossible. How do you put the full-size elephant into a Safeway bag? Take the S off of safe in the F of the way. Right. Listen the objects it’s a memory behind the objects the energy behind the objects to the objects represent and remembering them in the object with them. Objects aren’t objects, they’re the memory of the object. it’s all gonna do with Tim O’Brien on this every object every memory everything this is gonna be like reading rapper rules of order fourth ed...
There’s no dialogue. There’s no dialect The only language this idiot knows is glossolalia. Bring him to church, right? Then maybe somebody would care about this idiot or what this idiot is saying ,but nobody does. Nobody cares. When he was young, his parents cared, his teachers cared, his friends cared; people cared, but his parents are dead, he hasn’t kept in touch with his teachers or his friends and his parents put him in their will so our company could take care of him. I do my job, but that’s all it is to me; a job; a paycheck...
That didn’t happen. That couldn’t have happened. Are you sure? That doesn’t sound like me? I don’t know where I was on that date. Was I read my Miranda rights? Oh, ok. What’s your name again? And you’re not my attorney. Do I have an attorney? I’m telling you I know myself. That’s not something I would’ve done. Can I see the video. When? I’m telling you that didn’t happen. Do you have any DNA, fingerprints, EtC.? I didn’t think so. Humans are the least reliable form of evidence. Was the person who witnessed it white or blac...
Something’s wrong This isn’t normal. I’m sitting here in my wheelchair and sweating but I haven’t moved. I’ve been pushed around pushed around in the wheelchair and not pushed around emotionally or psychologically then why am I sweating? Somethings wrong. I’m scared. I have a speech impediment called TOTTS which means everything is in my head, but it won’t come out my mouth. I think of it like a computer, unable to communicate with a monitor or keyboard. People don’t have desktops anymore, though, which shows you how old I am Can’t think...
you’re grateful for what? Usted es loco à la coco. No one in their right mind would be grateful for that. What be wrong with you? You be crazy. Who in their right mind would want a tax audit? Nobody but you my friend. Nobody but you. Ok but suppose you fail again, then what? You think it be false positive. You full of shit. Yes, there be some evidence that lack of sleep give you false positive, but . . . You no listen no nothing I say. listen a negative is a negative a positive it’s a positive sleep. Don’t got nothing...
Dear Flopsy, I’m sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking. I was young, immature, and irresponsible and I’m sorry. I said I would clean the stuff under the cage every week and my mom did all that because I was young and stupid. I was a brat. You spent most of your life in a cage except for hop night where you hopped around the basement. I think you enjoyed that. I wouldn’t know. But you weren’t an affectionate rabbit. I wanted a white rabbit with pink eyes and that was you. I should apologize to Mom too or maybe it’s that you shou...
I’m going to kill him but first I have to find him; or is it her? Them. I gotta find them but them singular not plural. You seen them? What do they look like? You’ll know when you see them. Trust me, you’ll know, you can’t miss them. No, I didn’t get a picture. Son-of-a-bitch, I should’ve taken a picture. Why didn’t I …? Why? Yes, I know killing isn’t legal but three lefts make a right and two wrongs make a left. Well two wrongs don’t make a right so two wrongs must make a left, right?So we have to find them and p...
No, we’re on separate bills this time, we broke up. What? Yes he is. He’s right there. What’re you blind or something? He’s right there, he’s an adult now so he can pay his own bill … Your supervisor? Why? Can you at least refill our coffees. Ok. You’re an adult now. You have money and I’m sick of paying for you. No, we’re not dating we’re just good acquaintances or we were unless you’re taking advantage of me. Are we just meeting so you can get free meals? No? Then you’re paying for your own meals from this point forward. ...
Strange, why would anyone put a journal or diary under lock and key? It isn’t even quality paper and the hard cover is worn out. This should’ve been thrown out and considering it is garbage, why was it in a lock box? I am a library manager so this is inventoring. That isn’t a real word, but there are a few things I’m looking for. See, books, like people, get old, they literally get bugs, deteriorate, patrons fuck them up, we get donations which aren’t appropriate, and other shit happens. Don’t need porno next to Disney. There...
Got it. Thank God. Never share this or tell this with nobody, never. No one. No how. My use. No one else but me. Sick bastards could do evil bullshit with this. I ain’t evil, but know there is evil, so mum’s the word; shut up. Or as Cake said, “Shut the fuck up”. Remember what the Orwell film said or was that a book. I can find out before. Will explain soon but don’t tell Sam. You know who Sam is, right? Don’t mean the “Society of American Magicians,” I mean the guy who’s married to Aunt Sally. That guy. You know who I ...
25:00 MT There’s no such thing and you’re an idiot. There’s no thirteenth month. Hell, there’s not even a 24th hour; after 23:59:59, it goes back to 0:00:00 am, technically in Military Time there’s no am or pm since it’s superfluous. Months, days, hours, minutes, seconds, military, American. Like not 30/4/97 but 4/30/97, understand? Got this through your fucking head. You can say you’ll have it done in 25 hours, but not at 25 o’clock. Maybe that’s where you got confused, you’re a noncommissioned officer, right? Figures. Fresh ...
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