Month: April 2014

Yesterday during lunch, usually between 1200-1230, but 1230-1300 that day, I read the “chief’s” latest blog entry. I was thinking of my brother. He is free to run marathons but still enslaved by his background. I was thinking about Africa and how wonderful to live with others. I recalled wanting to move to Senegal, a place where an alleged black man had introduced himself/shared his handsome photo to me via a Yahoo! Messenger chatting session long ago. I was thinking that he had something to do with another perpetrator hidden as an “agent”. I’ve said enough.

A few minutes ago, I reread this fine article. I was then thinking how free a brutish man would be without all these man-made laws. I was then thinking of the meaning of “freedom”. Freedom to me is to swim in “black gold”. Though it burns the skin, it soothes/comforts the enslaved spirit for the rest of his life, knowing that he’d be free to taste freedom above the laws. Then again, that’s a hefty price to pay, even for one’s soul. Death truly is freedom and heaven its reward.

Well, I “dropped by” and saw for the first time, the blogger’s new mailing address. I thought to myself earlier this year that maybe the dudes moved. Sure enough it’s different location. Fine. I don’t know exactly where that’s located on the map and see it’s nearby the other place. I thought to myself that maybe it’s because of all those recent “fires” in/around that area. As mentioned in my old blog, maybe I was thinking too much about stuff.

Last night, Mom rebuked me again. I joked that her hair dickey (growing downward into a point like a freaking vampire) used to be part of my now “inverted” hair dickey and that it traveled from my forehead to hers. She said I’m nuts like the next door neighbor.

There’s always a bullet with someone’s name on it and her words are just like that – evil, with no sense of humor. That’s why people like her are “sick/unhealthy” because they don’t entertain themselves with jokes or laugh out loud with others. Truly disgusting!

So the Lawd Gawd is not loving or nice or peaceful. It’s a demon – bored to death and just messing around with others like me.

To the “buyers” of Americanized property: Listen, I’m Asian, just like y’all. I thought you’d be the true “white brother”. But with your human/animal/environmental/whatever rights violations, I don’t think y’all can take/manage federal lands with your monies. Perhaps, y’all could clean up your outmoded traditions/superstitions and learn how your ancestors once lived off this hellish planet without ruining stuff.

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Okay! Okay! I scream uncle, God! Stop twisting my middle finger! Forgive me! I’m sorry. Stupids/crazies are God’s children! Please don’t punish me so severely. Have mercy on my soul, you almighty fart!

Just saw a tard (those cute little bastards) get all elated with joy over James, her favorite DWTS. I see that although stupids/crazies are treated extra special and appear all happy on the outside, they can be VIOLENT/have outbursts just like the rest of us “normals”.

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Well, it’s hard to be politically correct or politely honest. If it weren’t for the easily offended, highly sensitive humanz, I’d let loose my harsh lips of plenty. I’d rag on their smell, their color, their height, their bone structure, everything! Then step back and watch sheer hell, utter chaos ensue!

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Well, it’s good that DWTS switches students and teachers. Because some personalities, like NiNi, can be nasty. She doesn’t have potential to dance. Just eliminate her because it’s not cool for the student to clown a professional. Thanks.

That’s why I like short-term/temp jobs from hell for this same reason. Already, I could see “tension” from two employees, including the boss. Already, I’m bored and want to try something different.

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Watching DWTS. Damn crying! So touching to see Amy dance slowly. Beautiful princess in soft pink. Love all the shiny/flowing/bejeweled outfits appropriate to skin tone/hair color, along with personality to each Disney characters.

Addendum thought: Really, tonight’s DWTS has got up be the best line-up of memorable music to go with the Disney characters/dancers.

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“We were created perfect by God…” Bullcrap, you New Age claptrap! Violence is the answer! We’ve got a severely mental ill neighbor who won’t STAY AWAY from us and there’s nothing the stupid American laws can do to stop Shaytan and all the evil spirits! The pacifists are attempting to keep the Truth from us and why we’re imprisoned on this hellish planet! Damn reptilians won’t stop lying/deceiving humanz!

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Lying in bed without pillow. Can’t sleep because had two wonderful hours of mid-afternoon nap ending around 1830 yesterday.

The weather was/has been for the part few days, beautiful! Cold/cloudy in the morning and then crispy, clear blue skies in the afternoon.

I keep thanking/connecting with the dudes for such blessings. They rock!

Anyway, watched on television/recorded on AT&T DVR old “Resident Evil” show on Channel 2/Fox. One commando girl said: “We’re here to help.” Well, the crazed zombie bit her. Eventually, she died of the virus because the anti-virus was administered too late.

So the point is: I’m not helping anyone/zombies/sheeple anymore! Because all they do is look for food and will bite if you look like food/don’t have food to give them!

That’s what happened to me and will continue happen to me in this lifetime. Now my hair annoyed my right ear as if someone was touching it! It was my “baby” pillow! Good night/morning!

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While watching the latest “old school” games by “XP2” via YouTube, I experienced a powerful energy wave overcome me! It was so severe that I had to remove my earplugs, which unfortunately pushes the foul/obscene language of XP2 into my ear-holes during the viewing.

And then I had to get up quickly to my left from a sitting position of the folding chair and was almost rendered unconscious. I was still feeling dizzy and unsure if I would have passed out or something. So I had to clutch my head with both hands.

I didn’t want to fall/get hurt on the maroon-colored carpet. So I just plopped/propped myself on both elbows/the nearby bed to my left/behind the chair where I was sitting, which is facing the westward bedroom window.

As soon as the weirdness left me, I got back to watching the YouTube video and noticed at 2334 that the dream blogger had replied to my comment. (I saw the animated “comment bubble” appear at that same time!)

But to ally your curiosity and if interested, I saw two grey aliens prominently displayed on top portion to the left and right of the black-and-white image of the ancient pillow.

That’s just me. I don’t know if I should reply to his comment. I think it’s time for me to sleep. Too much excitement/anxiety/stress/thinking will wear me down. I’ve got “payroll”, collection and phone calls to do at work, the temp job from hell/one-month assignment.

Maybe, I was just eating too much stool softener/powdered laxatives that affected my sense of balance. The stuff had lots of “sodium” as the active ingredient. I was hoping the medium-sized banana as a late night snack would be enough “potassium” during the night to keep me from cramping.