20221018-2252. So I’ve disconnected Twatter from my blog here because each post seems to get only ONE views.
I can’t tell if the views are bots or NOTs! I try to self-destruct my Twatter posts daily is I’m NOT lazy.
So I’ve been blocking subscribers and the unblocking THEM just so THEY won’t have hurt feelings.
Usually, the subscribers to my Twatter account are into drugs, mostly mushrooms and this latest one is a caveman who’s into cosmology and the fake outta space.
I don’t care if I have followers or like or comments which I got from, y’all guessed it, a bot. I could tell from the misspellings. Idiots, die!
As for stats, I have zero. Some are probably trolls. I can’t tell really. I wonder if there’s a way to force real identity instead of anonymity as if anyone has anything to really hide.
Anyways I was about to connect my domain again to my wpcomstaging site but had to remove my products because I’ve got no subscribers or viewers.
Only the trolls and bots seem to care about my rants and other intel tidbits that nobody talks about, except my favorite podcaster who mentioned the word imagination from my recent blog post.
Imagination much like dreams keeps everyone distracted and of course complacent, NOT wanting to fight back or go to jail for an outrageous opinion.
Y’all are casting your fish nets upon the sea of clueless fish who are hungry for food mostly and something different, which would explain your daily news is always sensationalized and the same doom and gloom, the same death and dying, the same criminals and escape artists to keep the bad news going.
Yeah so there’s no need to be on social media like Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr, LinkedIn because there’s nobody worth calling friends.
I treat have no friends, save for the birds who visit the birdbath and fly away immediately upon the sight of my person from indoors or being outdoors and the death and dying spiders and insects that I would capture and release, only to find belly up in the cement gutter today as what happened to the black bumblebee and along side another reddish cockroach also belly up in the cement gutter.
That’s all besides my elderly father and a younger brother, both of whom keep to themselves for there most part. No relatives to bother or worry, and certainly nobody worth saving anymore as each of us deserves our own fate for going into debt, while trying to rescue others suffering in debt, which is a violation per Biblical passage somewhere about NOT paying other debts. See? Sinners!
That’s all. FlynnsPaws.
So whatever is
Hello Flynn, nice, and good luck!