“I am a piece of paper. I control you. Simple question, two words: Does it?” Shrimpsei answered in the affirmativeto his original post.
I came across the RSS feed to his site and read the topic about the value of money. We are NOT truly free until each person finds out THAT answer.
With that said, my old nagging thought was about my “close encounters” and THEIR stupid pieces of papers. Crazy stuff, folks.
The first pieces of paper was CONTRACTUAL AGREEMENTS. To this day, those pieces of paper are still valuable. Because although I’ve NOT enjoyed the windfall gain and by my own gullibility, I’ve got “intel” that’s priceless.
The second pieces of paper are still pending. I’ve yet to decide, if I wanna be a CIA, err, assume a new identity. And if I do, I simply “can’t go back”. That would mean my Christianized agent is replaced with my own choosing! I’ve been picking up their noise of encouragement because I’ve been thinking about that “agent” and wonder of I’ll ever meet “them” again.
Anyway, both “close encounters” aren’t officially publicized. And during today’s mid-morning bathroom break of prolonged urination due to yesterday’s ingestion of a water pill to help me breath deeper for better singing at choir, I realized how much freedom I have just by keeping my wits intact and sense of humor going. (The brutal audience sitting in the back of the parish couldn’t hear us singing because the conductor couldn’t lead us due the the organist wasn’t available. Ugh.)
Anyway, I know that I could easily mess up (which is pretty much my expertise as a data entry clerk because of the shit load of work dumped in my area) people, but that’s not gonna happen because I’m “too easy (going)”.
I know that i could easily do the same with the paranoid schizophrenic living next door to us. But I’m learning the futility of fighting back against injustice while stuck on this hellish planet.
With that said and if y’all want me to disappear, there are a number of ways:
1. Sexual relations. Loca Lolita is a fine example of how targets like moi can be ruined by false accusations. We have LGBTQ tendencies in my reptilian bloodline.
2. Suicide. We have hostility and paranoid schizophrenia with suicidal tendencies, coupled with anxiety attacks in my reptilian bloodline.
3. Character assassination. I love driving and walking long distances alone. So a freak vehicular accident or abduction is another method.
So yeah, I’m just getting this good at fictional writing. Most of it is true but it’s up to y’all to figure out which ones isn’t valid!
If necessary, y’all have my permission to expunge my crap, which could be archived for future references, err, laughs later on.
Never mind.
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