Tag: conspiracy

Greetings all:

I have discovered how poor I am. My high hopes and dreams have been knocked down from a pedestal created by wealthy folks. I have no ill feelings towards them because they taught me a great lesson in life. They cannot take away my soul.

All I have now is a hard earned laughter of blessed release from the burden of being used to help those in need. I tried to do as much from my end to make people happy. The final decision from me is to take care of my health.

My blood pressure is within normal range and I will continue to work honestly as a data entry clerk. There is no amount of fear factor or scare tactic that would betray my goal to reach my Maker. One way or the other we will end up as fertilizer for Mother Earth or cosmic dust for the wide open spaces.

Whooo! Doggiee! How much lower do you people expect me to feel?

Whooo! Eeeeeee! The sensation of laughter makes me feel good. Dag-nabbit!

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Why I do believe anything that crosses my path? This is because I may be simply dumb. I believe I am slow-witted because I let my brain think too much on weirdness (like conspiracy theories) and let my feelings get the better of me (like falling in love). I say, ‘Yuck to love!’

For example, pizza should taste good but I do not know exactly why. I learned the reason(s) why by reading that the sense of smell contributes to the enjoyment of eating pizza with the aide of the taste buds. But these two senses won’t be possible without the almighty processing of data that goes on within the gray matter, which we call the brain.

The brain is mostly fat, which is true with the name calling of ‘fat head.’ There are lots of neurons and other stuff in the brain that makes thinking possible for any person. What any one person could think is another issue.

Why do people believe, for example, the media for the recent production of an alleged suspect for a killing of a little girl (JBR)? Although this person’s looks do give me the creeps, my feeling is that he is not the real ‘thang.’

I am reminded of a Marilyn Monroe that may have been taken cared of for whatever reason. And there may be some other weird explanations why others seemed to have ‘disappeared’ by some weird accident or another.

I know that the data produced by the media is like pizza, where there are lots of ingredients that seem easily digestible and, yes, superbly tasty, at the same time. Some ingredients to make any ‘pizza’ worthy for human consumption are healthy while some toppings are meant to clog the arteries.

Either way, the enjoyment of the pizza stories should be the end result. Which ever way people think is the ‘right’ way to perceive what is being presented on mainstream media is left to each individual. It is very hard to ask for help to find out if any data out there is real or not.

And that is where debates should occur – to find out if anything is real or not by discussing the pros and cons to any side of an issue and from every angle, if possible. ‘Duh-oh!’ would be my only answer when there is no possible solution to one problem.

‘Duh-oh!’ sounds similar to the word pizza ‘dough’, which basically holds the contents of the ingredients. Dough could be either thin or thick, crunchy or soft. Like the dough, my word ‘duh-oh!’ means to remain in the dark or the outer fringes of information that do not make sense.

Hmmm. Pizza is good to eat, which is true. You could either believe me or not.

Come on, people! Can’t you smell the weirdness with all the recent ‘spit’? First, there was the UK and Pakistan gung-ho teamwork, my fallout with this online love of ‘J@ck B!ll*’, my co-worker (Randy S.) with financial problems and the newest suspect of JBR.

I am telling you right now the constant fear factors or scare tactics won’t work with me anymore. Surprise! It’s all in the mind!

By the way, an online news article posted around 2135 (Pacific Time) on 08-20-2006 said the JBR suspect landed in Los Angeles Airport (LAX). That’s nice, really. Thanks for letting us know.

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Sunday August 20, 2006 – 09:26pm (PDT) Edit | Delete | Permanent Link | 0 Comments

I finished viewing a forty-eight minute and fifty-four second video about this British guy and his conspiracy theory about powerful people who rule the world. Once again, there are many data to absorb in and filter out of this malleable mind of mine. I sat in front of my computer the whole time and felt his attempt is to gauge how people would react to weird accounts of his findings.

There were radio shows and bookstores that turned him down and people used to laugh and call him names. (This almost sounds like a song about a lone reindeer with a red nose). Some would go as far as to throw lemon (?) pie at him during a book signing. (This is similar to casting the first stone to a sinner who exercised free will).  Groups would try to raise a ruckus by claiming he represented an extremist against the old farts way of thinking. (This reminds me of the young generation trying to cross-train their elders on how to work the VCR).

So according to him, some have inherited their DNA and the`reptilian brain`, which is mostly for survival purposes. According to someone I know, these tall and ancient green ones happen to drink American blood. (But I think he was joking). Anyway, I happen to eat hamburger, hot dogs, medium-rare steaks and ~diniguan~ (which is a Filipino dish made out of BLOOD and meat), by the way. Big deal!

I feel that everyone has evolved far enough to know better that each design or form serves a function whether be it the dark side or lighter side of the game. Today, my big brain formed its own impression that the dark lighters are given the responsibility of trying to stop anyone from falling too far into oblivion (or completely away from the Maker, if you will). The light workers, well, have the burden of trying to make us laugh the whole time.

Yes, in my opinion, the conspiracy theories are real. From the money changers to the advanced aliens to the invisible things that go bump in the dark. The easily frightened or faint of heart should be guided slowly because the world is already booked full for vacationers from afar. Those that have already been too far into the real `truth` need lots of help too. And the sad part is I want to help but I am limited due to being put on a nice list by TPTB without so much as an explanation. This makes me mad.

It`s a great brouhaha! Don` I have the right to laugh? (‘J@ck B!ll*’, I know you are reading wherever you are!) Folks, if anyone harms another by killing or scaring, it is because they are either paid to do their jobs very well or are afraid of the consequences of leaving the comfort of their playground – the place where children have fun but are known to hurt each other.

After all the hurt, they happily dry their tears and move on to more fun endeavors. Technically in this sense, there is no `death` but in a different form, like energy which vibrates at different rates. Who cares if my English does not make sense? It is difficult to think while my head and ears feel full even after the flying activities from last week have ceased. (No one would understand my cryptic messages!)

So your lesson for this eon: There is nothing to fear except to be near and hear that there is always the good cheer from a heart that is sincere. (Notice how I managed to rhyme with ease!) You parasites cannot drain or stop me now!

Ciao!

P.S. By the way, my underling at work has not pestered me for money the whole day. He got the message after I screamed at him, `WHAT DO YOU WANT?` He claimed he wanted to say, `Hi` and called me `Buddy` before I unleashed my temper upon him. `F^ck` him! I am not his buddy!

He better not expect me to finance his ego. What ticks me off is he doesn`t save to pay off his debt. He continues to spend on breakfasts instead of bringing a brown bag lunch and will spend to buy a new(!) suit for a stupid wedding on Saturday tomorrow instead of recycling old ones. I hate weddings! It is full of frou-frou. Yuch!

Furthermore, his uncle, `Ogle`, happens to be married to my auntie `Maldeath`, who disrespected my parents and me (from a now deleted blog around Mother`s Day of this year 2006). This further justifies why I really do not wish to help critters like him. He doesn`t know his `nice` auntie in-law happens to be mean-spirited like me.

P.S.S. You forensic psychiatrists need to further investigate the real predators, which harm children – like what happened to JBR. Gosh, you people make me sick!

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Friday August 18, 2006 – 09:44pm (PDT) Edit | Delete | Permanent Link | 0 Comments

Greetings: Ah, what a relief! My toilet business has produced a lighter sensation in my intestinal system a few minutes ago. My lunchtime visit earlier to the bathroom at home was especially more productive.

My effort to re-establish the depleted energy level after the past ordeal with an alleged hostage or missing person continues ever so slowly. The consumption of the much sweetened coffee milk of a venti-sized helped boost my energy the whole day at work.

So what do we have today in the recent news? After ten long years, the media suddenly produced a guy that confessed to killing a little girl – JBR. The sad part was the mother has passed on without concluding her grief over losing her daughter to an unknown assailant. I personally did not like the looks of the guy either.

But his timely presence in the media happened to overshadow the real issue I wish to briefly discuss. And that is the electronic snooping going on with American citizens by highly talented folks with skilled jobs. It so happens that a Federal judge today found a ‘Not So American’ program to be unconstitutional. And as being any Americanized Jane Public who prefers free speech and privacy, I agree.

Recently, I assume (and with lots of subjectivity on my part) that I may have been put on a nice list of unknowing but happy people who may be under surveillance for whatever gee-damned reasons. This is in part because I have been locked down from helping folks of darker skin and kinky hair. My soul cries out to carry out my duty in this current life time by helping those in need and my heart feels what is in the best interest of everyone. [Yeah, right! Whatever!]

[A$$hole$ – shame on you all!] I know my blogs have been and are being read and that is good. Because that allows my very wee voice to be heard among the over six billion souls residing on this great planet of mostly water. At this point, I feel my freedom to exercise my free will has been compromised and perhaps for my own protection. I do not understand what is going on and probably never will.

So my point is why should anyone be concerned with what goes on in any one person’s mind? I don’t care because there are way too many thought processes to pin down as being a potential threat to freedom loving and safety concerned people. We all should feel secure knowing that all of us will continue to do our best to behave like good citizens and hard working pods. After all, we need to put food on the table one way or the other, cloth our naked selves and house our bear heads.

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