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vaaaoh. thought things. how does it matter.
the dress had dried.
put it on.
went to the mall.
found that latina.
who said she knew someone who would fit me.
but. like ive said. i am protected. from evil.
and from good.
bella was ok? but the story ends with no sequel. nothing happens after 2.
as for my dad? he was from another world. now i understand it. i understand him.
how does that help me?
anyway. normies. the junkies. the whores and the fuckboys.
theyll have no problems in the afterlife.
fuck. theyve met god in person. fucked satan himself.
they know that shit. theyll be fine.
no matter what happens. as for me? nope.
as for mister dad. i figured it wasnt his fault.
it was just a sign of the times. so i forgave him.
in like.. 1 minute. i dont forgive myself.
thats why im jesus. reborn. i am cyberchrist?
so. miss latina. no idea what she said.
i dont talk with people. i talk to them.
hey. i met someone like that.
her parents were upperclass.
anyway. how does it matter.
oh. met a proper trans. he she it allalalal
whatever. she was neat. she was real british.
anyway. people are amazing.
so. i am free from pain and suffering?
oh. the boss would come here today.
they always do it at the most misopportune moment.
but its not they. theyre a reflection of me.
theyre just better at hiding their intentions.
oh. forgot to buy snus. thats great.
so. i dont see angels.
and i dont see the demons that attack me.
sometimes. it makes you wonder.
how the world works?
if it works at all?
ive been in a world.
with no seasons.
no wind.
no time.
no night.
so. yeah.
its all a hoax.
and. uh.
what are we supposed to do about it?
i tried to break free from the psychiatric system.
but it wasnt that. they play you like a piano.
and bella mentioned it was like that as well.
she couldnt play them. or she could.
she just presented a character to me. a lie.
how does it matter? so. people dont like
me mentioning them. well. i made a song about
that. tons of reverb. i find it pretty.
but i dunno. oh. lets listen to it
and watch while i wreck the entire world!!! ^_^
my new artist name is.
well.
its.
va.
or just ?
or va?
i find it so clever.
like. if someone actually listens.
oh yeah. a couple of stalkers. just a couple.
and you cant make something for people to figure out.
since theyve figure you out.
like. i could delete all music.
and just leave 1.
va.mp3
my contribution to the world.
i tried to make it extratone style.
but couldnt figure it out.
so. it sounds.. like a typewriter? lol.
pathetic.
anyway. my style isnt krautrock.
its artrock. its an older style.
well. not like i know anything.
maybe you could say concept art.
just that. so. elektroniskt i p2.
how all my music started. sort of?
music geeks. upper class. theyre not
like other musicians. they have read a lot.
studied a lot. they see things differently.
so. they interviewed someone about their technique.
and the guy said. he sampled a cooking kettle.
it was high pitched and detailed and random.
with a dirty expensive microphone.
then he blended it with some other sound.
and it was for a museum or art gallery.
it was supposed to be. uh. an hour? maybe.
basically. things happen.
so he had a 22 min sample?
and some other thing.
so he just used pitch shifting or whatever.
so it would be exactly 1 hour.
and the song was done. and it was that.
not years tugging away in the studio.
anyway. as for miss latina. im naive.
i should just leave it be.
"the aim of rock n roll isnt survival."
oh. great. mister boss was here.
shooed him away. this will be fun! ^_^
not that it matters. you cant change people.
i am going to hell. again. and its my own fault.
it doesnt matter. 70000 muslim girls have committed
suicide in sweden. ya see. they see freedom.
but theyre not allowed to. jump from the balcony.
hey. that sounds familiar? lol. anyway. im fucked up.
im a clown. no wonder people cant stand me.
oh. lovely. no snus.
as for the psychiatric system.
they dont have any emotions.
you can say no. it isnt pretty.
hey. dont have despair anymore.
but they can give it to ya in a second.
and if you agree with them?
get tricked by them?
you think they have your best interest in mind.
then you realilze. yeah. they played you.
they stabbed you in the back.
and you thanked them.
you helped them along.
and you begin stabbing people.
because its the only thing you know.
as for freedom? no. do npcs in mmorpgs have freedom?
lol. freedom to be slaughtered for their loot?
hey. sounds like cattle huh? weird.
stories repeat. in different colours.
like fractals.
as for mister boss. he said
"i understand you"
well. i do too? you know?
you pathetic fucking fraud.
they cant play me anymore.
the greys are over.
they greys are raped.
they greys are done.
actually. the greys are like our ai.
the greens got lazy.
so they engineered a slave race.
uhm. they sucked at engineering.
the greys had a world party.
all over the universe.
theyre not the nicest people.
but they got punished.
and. on earth.
theyre trying to do good.
its a weird philosophy.
but it is good.
uhm. not? lol.
am i a grey?
or a green?
or a red?
or a blue?
or a.. jesus christ.
a black?
anyway. as for rappers demonising things.
the government. of course they do.
they want anarchy. they want to take over
afterwards. like in the cute fucking latin america.
you know what? columbus was right. he was a good man.
and real latinos know it. a president is just a reflection
of the people. there are no psyops. there is a world. and it
is here. and that is all. as for yugoslavia? i dunno. i dont
know anything. if you want something to happen. it will manifest.
doesnt mean its true or that youre right about anything. fuck. wheres
my fucking snus? geez. "i cant breath". strange that thing is in a rihanna
video before it happened. couldnt be a psyop, right? just some guy dying
and some guy filming it. why did the filmer not stop it? why did the cops
not stop the guy filming? simple. it was a fraud. theyd done it before.
mind control. and voodoo people. well. theyre good at that. thats why theyre lazy.
the world is theirs. and they still manage to fuck everything up.
i read about that. burning witches was good. later.
witches would go up in court. they always lost.
ya see. the witch lived the life of her dreams.
but she did it too much.
so she goes to her neighbours houses.
and begs. and they know what shes about.
that shes a fraud. a crackwhore.
then she puts a curse on them.
thats not enough though. they still dont
give a fuck about her. so she takes them
to court for bad treatings. except. the
courts arent corrupt. so the witches lost
the court battles too. k. brb.
the dress had dried.
put it on.
went to the mall.
found that latina.
who said she knew someone who would fit me.
but. like ive said. i am protected. from evil.
and from good.
bella was ok? but the story ends with no sequel. nothing happens after 2.
as for my dad? he was from another world. now i understand it. i understand him.
how does that help me?
anyway. normies. the junkies. the whores and the fuckboys.
theyll have no problems in the afterlife.
fuck. theyve met god in person. fucked satan himself.
they know that shit. theyll be fine.
no matter what happens. as for me? nope.
as for mister dad. i figured it wasnt his fault.
it was just a sign of the times. so i forgave him.
in like.. 1 minute. i dont forgive myself.
thats why im jesus. reborn. i am cyberchrist?
so. miss latina. no idea what she said.
i dont talk with people. i talk to them.
hey. i met someone like that.
her parents were upperclass.
anyway. how does it matter.
oh. met a proper trans. he she it allalalal
whatever. she was neat. she was real british.
anyway. people are amazing.
so. i am free from pain and suffering?
oh. the boss would come here today.
they always do it at the most misopportune moment.
but its not they. theyre a reflection of me.
theyre just better at hiding their intentions.
oh. forgot to buy snus. thats great.
so. i dont see angels.
and i dont see the demons that attack me.
sometimes. it makes you wonder.
how the world works?
if it works at all?
ive been in a world.
with no seasons.
no wind.
no time.
no night.
so. yeah.
its all a hoax.
and. uh.
what are we supposed to do about it?
i tried to break free from the psychiatric system.
but it wasnt that. they play you like a piano.
and bella mentioned it was like that as well.
she couldnt play them. or she could.
she just presented a character to me. a lie.
how does it matter? so. people dont like
me mentioning them. well. i made a song about
that. tons of reverb. i find it pretty.
but i dunno. oh. lets listen to it
and watch while i wreck the entire world!!! ^_^
my new artist name is.
well.
its.
va.
or just ?
or va?
i find it so clever.
like. if someone actually listens.
oh yeah. a couple of stalkers. just a couple.
and you cant make something for people to figure out.
since theyve figure you out.
like. i could delete all music.
and just leave 1.
va.mp3
my contribution to the world.
i tried to make it extratone style.
but couldnt figure it out.
so. it sounds.. like a typewriter? lol.
pathetic.
anyway. my style isnt krautrock.
its artrock. its an older style.
well. not like i know anything.
maybe you could say concept art.
just that. so. elektroniskt i p2.
how all my music started. sort of?
music geeks. upper class. theyre not
like other musicians. they have read a lot.
studied a lot. they see things differently.
so. they interviewed someone about their technique.
and the guy said. he sampled a cooking kettle.
it was high pitched and detailed and random.
with a dirty expensive microphone.
then he blended it with some other sound.
and it was for a museum or art gallery.
it was supposed to be. uh. an hour? maybe.
basically. things happen.
so he had a 22 min sample?
and some other thing.
so he just used pitch shifting or whatever.
so it would be exactly 1 hour.
and the song was done. and it was that.
not years tugging away in the studio.
anyway. as for miss latina. im naive.
i should just leave it be.
"the aim of rock n roll isnt survival."
oh. great. mister boss was here.
shooed him away. this will be fun! ^_^
not that it matters. you cant change people.
i am going to hell. again. and its my own fault.
it doesnt matter. 70000 muslim girls have committed
suicide in sweden. ya see. they see freedom.
but theyre not allowed to. jump from the balcony.
hey. that sounds familiar? lol. anyway. im fucked up.
im a clown. no wonder people cant stand me.
oh. lovely. no snus.
as for the psychiatric system.
they dont have any emotions.
you can say no. it isnt pretty.
hey. dont have despair anymore.
but they can give it to ya in a second.
and if you agree with them?
get tricked by them?
you think they have your best interest in mind.
then you realilze. yeah. they played you.
they stabbed you in the back.
and you thanked them.
you helped them along.
and you begin stabbing people.
because its the only thing you know.
as for freedom? no. do npcs in mmorpgs have freedom?
lol. freedom to be slaughtered for their loot?
hey. sounds like cattle huh? weird.
stories repeat. in different colours.
like fractals.
as for mister boss. he said
"i understand you"
well. i do too? you know?
you pathetic fucking fraud.
they cant play me anymore.
the greys are over.
they greys are raped.
they greys are done.
actually. the greys are like our ai.
the greens got lazy.
so they engineered a slave race.
uhm. they sucked at engineering.
the greys had a world party.
all over the universe.
theyre not the nicest people.
but they got punished.
and. on earth.
theyre trying to do good.
its a weird philosophy.
but it is good.
uhm. not? lol.
am i a grey?
or a green?
or a red?
or a blue?
or a.. jesus christ.
a black?
anyway. as for rappers demonising things.
the government. of course they do.
they want anarchy. they want to take over
afterwards. like in the cute fucking latin america.
you know what? columbus was right. he was a good man.
and real latinos know it. a president is just a reflection
of the people. there are no psyops. there is a world. and it
is here. and that is all. as for yugoslavia? i dunno. i dont
know anything. if you want something to happen. it will manifest.
doesnt mean its true or that youre right about anything. fuck. wheres
my fucking snus? geez. "i cant breath". strange that thing is in a rihanna
video before it happened. couldnt be a psyop, right? just some guy dying
and some guy filming it. why did the filmer not stop it? why did the cops
not stop the guy filming? simple. it was a fraud. theyd done it before.
mind control. and voodoo people. well. theyre good at that. thats why theyre lazy.
the world is theirs. and they still manage to fuck everything up.
i read about that. burning witches was good. later.
witches would go up in court. they always lost.
ya see. the witch lived the life of her dreams.
but she did it too much.
so she goes to her neighbours houses.
and begs. and they know what shes about.
that shes a fraud. a crackwhore.
then she puts a curse on them.
thats not enough though. they still dont
give a fuck about her. so she takes them
to court for bad treatings. except. the
courts arent corrupt. so the witches lost
the court battles too. k. brb.
