chinese and babylonian zodiak / mkultra creation info
Feb. 23rd, 2026 06:44 amcreated: 2007 july 29 cancer-leo cusp "of oscillation". goldpig.
first spawn: 1951 aug 30 leo-virgo cusp "regal realist". metal bunny.
second spawn: 1983 may 7 (this one) taurus. waterpig.
year: brown bunny / black firepig. grandparents. curt johansson, jamie jou.
month: firesnake / dragon. really yellowhite python salamander. parents. sara larsson and daniel somethingstrangeinafrican.
day: green lamb. cusps into woodhorse and firemonkey. i.
hour: lion. kids. rhiannon and kirin. shes a truant that shines like the sun when she talks which is always lol (pappa upp i dagen). he makes smartphones from scratch to the ones at kindergarten, wants to work with cold fusion when he gets older. is worse than me when it comes to black magick (ow!).
minute: white metal dragon. grandkids. akari and akira harakiri aka ree ree. lives in japan, pure genious, have even written poems to me in the ether.
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mkultrasingingbird
first spawn: 1951 aug 30 leo-virgo cusp "regal realist". metal bunny.
second spawn: 1983 may 7 (this one) taurus. waterpig.
year: brown bunny / black firepig. grandparents. curt johansson, jamie jou.
month: firesnake / dragon. really yellowhite python salamander. parents. sara larsson and daniel somethingstrangeinafrican.
day: green lamb. cusps into woodhorse and firemonkey. i.
hour: lion. kids. rhiannon and kirin. shes a truant that shines like the sun when she talks which is always lol (pappa upp i dagen). he makes smartphones from scratch to the ones at kindergarten, wants to work with cold fusion when he gets older. is worse than me when it comes to black magick (ow!).
minute: white metal dragon. grandkids. akari and akira harakiri aka ree ree. lives in japan, pure genious, have even written poems to me in the ether.
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analyzation of the texas mind (not really)
Feb. 20th, 2026 08:40 pmyou know what other sort of people practice passive aggressivness?
genociders. when bill gates launched his green new deal in india
150 000 hindus committed suicide. because they knew by the wisdom
of shiva that its better to die than to become corrupt. because
corruption is the ultimate death. did you know that the mafia (i
am one, one day bellas mom visited us and said "youre apart of the
family now) never kills people? they torture them. infinitely. they
can do it for more than 2 shiftworks. every second. another favourite
trick is to make a mould of them in cement, then put them in there
and drop them in the middle of the atlantic. thats pain. you have
given me near zero pain. also what they like to do is deal drugs
for free for awhile ("the first hit is always free") just to turn
you into them. to expand their network. now the MOC secs network
is seemingly everyones whos regular. thats the thing. only those
exist. i cannot quite comprehend why rich / consty (never heard
him speak) dont add character development to the game? like someone
said, nearly everyone quits after level 30 because theres nothing
else to do in the game. sorry, i missspelled his name, i meant rich,
casino rich, casino rich omninerf. the only reason i came back to the
game or gaming at all (because i was too busy studying and writing
about politics and working out) was because paragon sting asked
me to. mmorpgs as a whole is just nowadays "monkey see monkey do".
you have an objective and you complete it. the thing about being a
soldier in real life is you dont "gain" anything from it. you dont
just kill 10 people then boom you get more powerful. you just get
more neurotic, and most retreat into drug abuse in their older age.
i speak from experience, i was a german lesbian soldier during world
war 2 in a previous life. are you that clairevoyant to know such things?
nope. i was going to say the players admins regulars moderators as a whole
are just a bad joke. but then i thought more, which is what i prefer doing,
and came to the conclusion that this has everything to do with texas. you
are just apart of the texas hivemind. but not really that either, just a texan
mind really. so theres nothing bad about you. im not bitter at you. i dont hate
you as i am incapable of hate. i did start with coffee after i broke a wisdom
tooth. the pain was unbarable. actually not, i got tricked into it. i had so much
toothache for so long that it didnt hurt anymore. "pain is weakness leaving the
body" "pain is just a pulse if you stop feeling it". yes, eventually the toothache
just turned into a pulse. throughout my name, as a man, as a warrior, as a lonewolf
i have never really gotten help or advice from anyone. through clairevoyance, not
by being "high all the time", i got to know the first word my grandfather said about
me. it was "he is stronger than us". i can just imagine the horror in his eyes mind
and whole being when he uttered those words. yes, i am stronger than you.
i am 3x your age and i am 100x stronger at the very least. but im not
perfect. i remember some years ago, i was spamming so bad, a kid said
he would shoot up his school. i didnt care, i was busy firemonkeying
around, it sounded "funny". a less funny memory, if you analyze it,
is when i talked about drugs before i really started doing them heavily
(i still take dip but i have quit coffee, i did 4 at the same time before)
someone said "hes just 11 he shouldnt take drugs". but now you dont say
a peep about drugs anymore. it is refered to as "honour among thieves".
its better to keep quiet about your shady business than it is to ever
mention you are a bad person. but you do think about it right? in some
sorta way? i doubt it. when i was high on cisordinol, a horrificly
strongly neuroleptic which i figured "hey ill use that as dip". dip
goes into your gums then into your whole being especially your brain.
then, i lived in your world. yeah. real fun. i turned robotic, automagic
life was like an infinite shit reality show mixed with a computer game.
at one time allyekhrah (someone i lost 20 years ago, i thought) asked
darkhalo (i made a fansite about him, then deleted it, he didnt
appreciate that) "what level are you on?". he said "hes in in real life".
anyway, as rockstars said when interviewed about the 1970s, "i dont
remember anything about the 70s". yeah. its been the same for me,
it comes back and goes away just as fast all the batshit things that
happened. but you know what? i like my boring calm grey dull predictable
life. with drugs your world becomes predictable and you become
predictable. so its the same thing but predictable. i was tripping so
bad, between christmas and new years 2024 it took 3 whole months of
time before i managed to reach level: january 2. that is just stupid.
i can say a lot of things about drugs. how infinitely disgusting they
are in infinite amount of ways. even coffee especially coffee. its
just a lightweight meta amphetamine. anyway, the thinking changed
towards this writing style instead of just a creative hatemail.
tea is really the worst drug of all, it makes you desenstiized. it
doesnt calm you. maybe the original tea from sri lanka (thats where
it comes from) makes you calm but i doubt it. tea is a slave drink,
the more you take of you the more un-calm you get, and the more you
have you work until you puke, then cry yourself to sleep. repeat ad
nauseum. thats why the chinese have so sad eyes inherently in their
genes. their rulers forced them to grow and drink tea, so they would
be better worker bees. the exact same thing happened with opium. which
is even more beyond apprehensive. black tea (only peppermint tea has
more) is the most lead rich thing you can find at the grocery store.
lead has no practical use in the human body. it makes you desensitized.
the word "lethargic" has its roots in the workings of this metal.
i was going to say "you are just a bad joke". you cannot break me with
words like. you are just ultimate stupid. and its funny paragon sting
can handle 1v3 but i can easily handle 4 of you. 3 bullying me, then
opa rich gets called in like the artillery and mutes me, but not before
i break him as well. anyway, i was going to write more, but i can
sometimes actually hear the darpa hydrogel mindcontrol i am subject to.
which you are as well. right. when i grew up i played 100s of computer
games. then quake came along. wasnt into doom before then, luckely.
quake revitalized and created and innovated so much in gaming as a whole.
but it also destroyed it completely. before id buy several games a year
(my family wasnt particurarly rich and ive never had a salary) and play
many many demos off of cds from computer magazines. right. im getting
more and more killswitches here induced in me. the thing about first
person shooters is its adrenaline rushes all the time. not dopamine
like MMORPGs. so i dont fault you for being kids. i did pay attention
in school and in upper gradeschool i used to actually talk to the teachers
as they did their lectures. one time i remember an oldish replacement
teacher we me and my 2 geek friends sat next to him and talked to him
over a lunch. "education, like youth, probably just wasted on the young"
yeah, one person, not naming any names, somehow had 100 000 collected
items, a new thing to be "done" in the game. but i prided myself into
having listened (i used stats in winamp for it) to the quake soundtrack
10 000 times. thats not something a kid should listen to. not most adults
either. but i was just a stupid kid i didnt know better. as for your
bullying practices, i was bullied for 8 years. and that you continue
it is just disgusting. but then again like i said im no angel. but
its not possible to get bitter unless you take bitter substances.
but i remember being some sorta bitter as a kid, eventhough i took
nothing. i had my first smoke and coffee when i was 30, then i met
my first (ive had 2, as in, intra-vaginal sex) relationship like boom.
and yes, i remember using my bitterness to break a person or two.
but what you cant break is an artist. an intellectual. ive tried that
as well. succeeded a couple of times. but ive also made a lot of people
happy. what i learnt when i worked for free at fountain house, i literally
told the boss "so if i make 99 good things and 1 bad ive only done 1 bad
thing?". im sure just because i did good things, i "stood out", it was
more counted as 100 bad. but i try to be a good person. as a bully victim
i spend 10-20-30 years alone though. so it just goes with the territory
that when i start talking eventually theres no stopping to me. and i dont
fault you for anything. youre from texas. i was together with a texas
woman once. she was amazing. she openly admitted to having been a former
crack addict. but you know what was interesting about that? she said
various internet activities were actually more addictive than
crack. takes 1 to know 1, you know? so thats really sick how mmorpg
developers turn little kids into the worst most disgusting drug
addicts on the planet. but its just pixels. its just monopoly money.
it has no inherent value or meaning. ill turn on some music now
because this just feels weird and empty in the atmosphere here.
anyway, ive written a lot and i guess ill stop. remember though,
bliss is infinite, creativity is infinite. the opposite of bliss
and creativity is being bored. eventually it leads into lethargy
and when youre lethargic you indulge in more and more perverse
activities. your parents are like that. i dont wish you to become
like them but im not a prophet. i just write a lot. people barely
care have ever cared. but when i quit freeze dried coffee (i used
it as dip, no water whatsoever, it was 99.9% potency and purity)
i got my spirituality back. i recommend divining yourself in master
tsais 5 pillars of destiny. it says everything and beyond. star signs
are the ultimate science because at its apex you can divine yourself
or anything really in every star in the entire universe. "the more you
know, you more you want to know" the more you can learn. because you
turn openminded. i am straight edge yes i say with a straight face without
lying in any way, i have drank a total of 20 beers in my whole life. thats
not even 1 a year. what i learnt from chinese astrology is i am 0 metal.
that is very unusual. it means i just cant make money. i cant make friends.
and i cannot own items. sort of like a tibethan monk, which im sure ive
been in previous lifes. i also have their focus, when i concentrate on
something whatever it is, my sense uses 100% of my thinking capacity.
i become 1. anyway. getting more and more tired. yes ive gotten plenty
of cyanide poisoned last year. i am hardcore beyond your wildest dreams.
if i had a weak heart id been dead long ago. it hardly makes any sign.
it is just too strong. an aching heart is an error message like all pain.
which is also why i can be so heartless, like the ones i messed up in moc.
which i dont know how many it is. when i converse with people online, i
respond to the text they have written, thats it. not their avatar, not
their pretend name. for everything that happened in my life before, i
could always discern a deep meaning. like id be laughed out by a staff
at a job, then i looked within and figured "ok, i did that to that
person that time and that over time devolved into him demeaning me".
i had a lot of empathy back then. but it came at the cost of infinite
torture. the best thing about working out is everything eventually
pisses you off. which can be problematic. but if you get pissed off
of feeling like shit, its the best thing ever. if you dont wanna feel
like shit you get your shit together. its easy. where i am forcibly
moved to now, the staff are brutal, maybe more than you are in real life
maybe. so they are like trolls or ettins or ogres. high hp and can 2-3
hit kill you if you let them. but they are infinitely stupid. and being
from the countryside and never meeting anyone, especially not meeting
anyone with brains or disagreeing with their rape robot agende, it turns
them into babyogres. now ogres themselves are stupid as fucking hell.
they cannot count beyond 3. but babyogres havent even developed into
stupid. they are stupid on another level completely. they are clumsy
lazy and sloppy like all children. but these are adults. they cannot
really comprehend anything nor achieve anything they are supposed to.
but their mission is rape and torture. i have met plenty of infinitely
fucked up people since i joined the truther movement in 2018 in the
wake of the corona vaccine which was only launched then to curb the
hong kong riots. except zero tolerance here the also practive logarithmic
torture. meaning, every day is worse to the nth degree. and its not like
leveling in other good MMORPGs where you get slower xp over time. oh no.
here im punished even for things i didnt do whatsoever. that they planned
to do. another thing is they are bad liars. before i got to say that to
them, i was jokishly refered to as a bad liar, the annunaki mindcontrol
even made me joke about being a bad liar. i do not care for breaking
people, i am a lvl 10 white mage and all i meet around here and online
are lvl 1 demons. they use a simple spell, lvl 1 mirror, to cancel any
negative loosh i give them, by speaking simple truths that even a
numbskull could figure out. but im pretty tired of that. i broke the
whole swedish psychiatric system in june 14. thats when i got the
weirdest infomercial on facebook. we have that in europe since they
got sued for stealing peoples person information. so they steal your
personal information even more, by giving you fucked up ads of fucked
up things which the infinitely stupid ai adsense things you will like.
oh. i feel horrific now. sometimes i wonder if everythings prewritten
that i write. it could be. because i seemingly can go on forever like
when im firemonkeying except this was of value. but i like having fun
and thats how i do it. anyway. i have very strong anti-drugs in me.
i got a new fillup today. got to be happy and normal and myself for
about half a day. then 13 days of torture. they make me suicidal
violent cursing and lethargic here. and like i said, it ramps up
all the time. the more i try to be healthy in body and mind the
more they punish me for it. they said a month ago theyll never
buy me anything again because i wasnt "nice". but nothing they say
makes sense. i especially remember the nurse at tornet norsborg.
god knows what she was on. not just aborted fetal tissue. more like
an aborted horse. its messed up. or at least fentanyl and crack as
well if not more things. metaamphetamine probably as well. i ask
something, she lies, i say something truthful. she says a polar lie
to her lie which nullifies what she said previously 5 seconds ago.
i ask about that and she lies more. just ultimate batshit way
beyond my level. right. checked some other site. sorry. the flow
got lost. got another injection today. 400mg. and they lie about it.
tried to put up demands. be a man. but you cant win against a psychopath.
and when the whole system is that, what are you suppposed to do? i now
feel even worse than ever before. i cant imagine how it will be in a year
or decade. i didnt think id make i through like i said to
nosmas even
2023. but i did. but theres nothing left of me. even if i like this make
a good essay or poem art music ive increased my total throughput by less
than 10% of a promille. im just tired of this. tired of this shit. its
all a game show. computer game. to them. if i still had freeze dried
rainforest alliance coffee i would have been able to go on writing.
i think ill make a vlog instead of me monkeying around. some like that.
seemingly. cya. have a good one.
genociders. when bill gates launched his green new deal in india
150 000 hindus committed suicide. because they knew by the wisdom
of shiva that its better to die than to become corrupt. because
corruption is the ultimate death. did you know that the mafia (i
am one, one day bellas mom visited us and said "youre apart of the
family now) never kills people? they torture them. infinitely. they
can do it for more than 2 shiftworks. every second. another favourite
trick is to make a mould of them in cement, then put them in there
and drop them in the middle of the atlantic. thats pain. you have
given me near zero pain. also what they like to do is deal drugs
for free for awhile ("the first hit is always free") just to turn
you into them. to expand their network. now the MOC secs network
is seemingly everyones whos regular. thats the thing. only those
exist. i cannot quite comprehend why rich / consty (never heard
him speak) dont add character development to the game? like someone
said, nearly everyone quits after level 30 because theres nothing
else to do in the game. sorry, i missspelled his name, i meant rich,
casino rich, casino rich omninerf. the only reason i came back to the
game or gaming at all (because i was too busy studying and writing
about politics and working out) was because paragon sting asked
me to. mmorpgs as a whole is just nowadays "monkey see monkey do".
you have an objective and you complete it. the thing about being a
soldier in real life is you dont "gain" anything from it. you dont
just kill 10 people then boom you get more powerful. you just get
more neurotic, and most retreat into drug abuse in their older age.
i speak from experience, i was a german lesbian soldier during world
war 2 in a previous life. are you that clairevoyant to know such things?
nope. i was going to say the players admins regulars moderators as a whole
are just a bad joke. but then i thought more, which is what i prefer doing,
and came to the conclusion that this has everything to do with texas. you
are just apart of the texas hivemind. but not really that either, just a texan
mind really. so theres nothing bad about you. im not bitter at you. i dont hate
you as i am incapable of hate. i did start with coffee after i broke a wisdom
tooth. the pain was unbarable. actually not, i got tricked into it. i had so much
toothache for so long that it didnt hurt anymore. "pain is weakness leaving the
body" "pain is just a pulse if you stop feeling it". yes, eventually the toothache
just turned into a pulse. throughout my name, as a man, as a warrior, as a lonewolf
i have never really gotten help or advice from anyone. through clairevoyance, not
by being "high all the time", i got to know the first word my grandfather said about
me. it was "he is stronger than us". i can just imagine the horror in his eyes mind
and whole being when he uttered those words. yes, i am stronger than you.
i am 3x your age and i am 100x stronger at the very least. but im not
perfect. i remember some years ago, i was spamming so bad, a kid said
he would shoot up his school. i didnt care, i was busy firemonkeying
around, it sounded "funny". a less funny memory, if you analyze it,
is when i talked about drugs before i really started doing them heavily
(i still take dip but i have quit coffee, i did 4 at the same time before)
someone said "hes just 11 he shouldnt take drugs". but now you dont say
a peep about drugs anymore. it is refered to as "honour among thieves".
its better to keep quiet about your shady business than it is to ever
mention you are a bad person. but you do think about it right? in some
sorta way? i doubt it. when i was high on cisordinol, a horrificly
strongly neuroleptic which i figured "hey ill use that as dip". dip
goes into your gums then into your whole being especially your brain.
then, i lived in your world. yeah. real fun. i turned robotic, automagic
life was like an infinite shit reality show mixed with a computer game.
at one time allyekhrah (someone i lost 20 years ago, i thought) asked
darkhalo (i made a fansite about him, then deleted it, he didnt
appreciate that) "what level are you on?". he said "hes in in real life".
anyway, as rockstars said when interviewed about the 1970s, "i dont
remember anything about the 70s". yeah. its been the same for me,
it comes back and goes away just as fast all the batshit things that
happened. but you know what? i like my boring calm grey dull predictable
life. with drugs your world becomes predictable and you become
predictable. so its the same thing but predictable. i was tripping so
bad, between christmas and new years 2024 it took 3 whole months of
time before i managed to reach level: january 2. that is just stupid.
i can say a lot of things about drugs. how infinitely disgusting they
are in infinite amount of ways. even coffee especially coffee. its
just a lightweight meta amphetamine. anyway, the thinking changed
towards this writing style instead of just a creative hatemail.
tea is really the worst drug of all, it makes you desenstiized. it
doesnt calm you. maybe the original tea from sri lanka (thats where
it comes from) makes you calm but i doubt it. tea is a slave drink,
the more you take of you the more un-calm you get, and the more you
have you work until you puke, then cry yourself to sleep. repeat ad
nauseum. thats why the chinese have so sad eyes inherently in their
genes. their rulers forced them to grow and drink tea, so they would
be better worker bees. the exact same thing happened with opium. which
is even more beyond apprehensive. black tea (only peppermint tea has
more) is the most lead rich thing you can find at the grocery store.
lead has no practical use in the human body. it makes you desensitized.
the word "lethargic" has its roots in the workings of this metal.
i was going to say "you are just a bad joke". you cannot break me with
words like. you are just ultimate stupid. and its funny paragon sting
can handle 1v3 but i can easily handle 4 of you. 3 bullying me, then
opa rich gets called in like the artillery and mutes me, but not before
i break him as well. anyway, i was going to write more, but i can
sometimes actually hear the darpa hydrogel mindcontrol i am subject to.
which you are as well. right. when i grew up i played 100s of computer
games. then quake came along. wasnt into doom before then, luckely.
quake revitalized and created and innovated so much in gaming as a whole.
but it also destroyed it completely. before id buy several games a year
(my family wasnt particurarly rich and ive never had a salary) and play
many many demos off of cds from computer magazines. right. im getting
more and more killswitches here induced in me. the thing about first
person shooters is its adrenaline rushes all the time. not dopamine
like MMORPGs. so i dont fault you for being kids. i did pay attention
in school and in upper gradeschool i used to actually talk to the teachers
as they did their lectures. one time i remember an oldish replacement
teacher we me and my 2 geek friends sat next to him and talked to him
over a lunch. "education, like youth, probably just wasted on the young"
yeah, one person, not naming any names, somehow had 100 000 collected
items, a new thing to be "done" in the game. but i prided myself into
having listened (i used stats in winamp for it) to the quake soundtrack
10 000 times. thats not something a kid should listen to. not most adults
either. but i was just a stupid kid i didnt know better. as for your
bullying practices, i was bullied for 8 years. and that you continue
it is just disgusting. but then again like i said im no angel. but
its not possible to get bitter unless you take bitter substances.
but i remember being some sorta bitter as a kid, eventhough i took
nothing. i had my first smoke and coffee when i was 30, then i met
my first (ive had 2, as in, intra-vaginal sex) relationship like boom.
and yes, i remember using my bitterness to break a person or two.
but what you cant break is an artist. an intellectual. ive tried that
as well. succeeded a couple of times. but ive also made a lot of people
happy. what i learnt when i worked for free at fountain house, i literally
told the boss "so if i make 99 good things and 1 bad ive only done 1 bad
thing?". im sure just because i did good things, i "stood out", it was
more counted as 100 bad. but i try to be a good person. as a bully victim
i spend 10-20-30 years alone though. so it just goes with the territory
that when i start talking eventually theres no stopping to me. and i dont
fault you for anything. youre from texas. i was together with a texas
woman once. she was amazing. she openly admitted to having been a former
crack addict. but you know what was interesting about that? she said
various internet activities were actually more addictive than
crack. takes 1 to know 1, you know? so thats really sick how mmorpg
developers turn little kids into the worst most disgusting drug
addicts on the planet. but its just pixels. its just monopoly money.
it has no inherent value or meaning. ill turn on some music now
because this just feels weird and empty in the atmosphere here.
anyway, ive written a lot and i guess ill stop. remember though,
bliss is infinite, creativity is infinite. the opposite of bliss
and creativity is being bored. eventually it leads into lethargy
and when youre lethargic you indulge in more and more perverse
activities. your parents are like that. i dont wish you to become
like them but im not a prophet. i just write a lot. people barely
care have ever cared. but when i quit freeze dried coffee (i used
it as dip, no water whatsoever, it was 99.9% potency and purity)
i got my spirituality back. i recommend divining yourself in master
tsais 5 pillars of destiny. it says everything and beyond. star signs
are the ultimate science because at its apex you can divine yourself
or anything really in every star in the entire universe. "the more you
know, you more you want to know" the more you can learn. because you
turn openminded. i am straight edge yes i say with a straight face without
lying in any way, i have drank a total of 20 beers in my whole life. thats
not even 1 a year. what i learnt from chinese astrology is i am 0 metal.
that is very unusual. it means i just cant make money. i cant make friends.
and i cannot own items. sort of like a tibethan monk, which im sure ive
been in previous lifes. i also have their focus, when i concentrate on
something whatever it is, my sense uses 100% of my thinking capacity.
i become 1. anyway. getting more and more tired. yes ive gotten plenty
of cyanide poisoned last year. i am hardcore beyond your wildest dreams.
if i had a weak heart id been dead long ago. it hardly makes any sign.
it is just too strong. an aching heart is an error message like all pain.
which is also why i can be so heartless, like the ones i messed up in moc.
which i dont know how many it is. when i converse with people online, i
respond to the text they have written, thats it. not their avatar, not
their pretend name. for everything that happened in my life before, i
could always discern a deep meaning. like id be laughed out by a staff
at a job, then i looked within and figured "ok, i did that to that
person that time and that over time devolved into him demeaning me".
i had a lot of empathy back then. but it came at the cost of infinite
torture. the best thing about working out is everything eventually
pisses you off. which can be problematic. but if you get pissed off
of feeling like shit, its the best thing ever. if you dont wanna feel
like shit you get your shit together. its easy. where i am forcibly
moved to now, the staff are brutal, maybe more than you are in real life
maybe. so they are like trolls or ettins or ogres. high hp and can 2-3
hit kill you if you let them. but they are infinitely stupid. and being
from the countryside and never meeting anyone, especially not meeting
anyone with brains or disagreeing with their rape robot agende, it turns
them into babyogres. now ogres themselves are stupid as fucking hell.
they cannot count beyond 3. but babyogres havent even developed into
stupid. they are stupid on another level completely. they are clumsy
lazy and sloppy like all children. but these are adults. they cannot
really comprehend anything nor achieve anything they are supposed to.
but their mission is rape and torture. i have met plenty of infinitely
fucked up people since i joined the truther movement in 2018 in the
wake of the corona vaccine which was only launched then to curb the
hong kong riots. except zero tolerance here the also practive logarithmic
torture. meaning, every day is worse to the nth degree. and its not like
leveling in other good MMORPGs where you get slower xp over time. oh no.
here im punished even for things i didnt do whatsoever. that they planned
to do. another thing is they are bad liars. before i got to say that to
them, i was jokishly refered to as a bad liar, the annunaki mindcontrol
even made me joke about being a bad liar. i do not care for breaking
people, i am a lvl 10 white mage and all i meet around here and online
are lvl 1 demons. they use a simple spell, lvl 1 mirror, to cancel any
negative loosh i give them, by speaking simple truths that even a
numbskull could figure out. but im pretty tired of that. i broke the
whole swedish psychiatric system in june 14. thats when i got the
weirdest infomercial on facebook. we have that in europe since they
got sued for stealing peoples person information. so they steal your
personal information even more, by giving you fucked up ads of fucked
up things which the infinitely stupid ai adsense things you will like.
oh. i feel horrific now. sometimes i wonder if everythings prewritten
that i write. it could be. because i seemingly can go on forever like
when im firemonkeying except this was of value. but i like having fun
and thats how i do it. anyway. i have very strong anti-drugs in me.
i got a new fillup today. got to be happy and normal and myself for
about half a day. then 13 days of torture. they make me suicidal
violent cursing and lethargic here. and like i said, it ramps up
all the time. the more i try to be healthy in body and mind the
more they punish me for it. they said a month ago theyll never
buy me anything again because i wasnt "nice". but nothing they say
makes sense. i especially remember the nurse at tornet norsborg.
god knows what she was on. not just aborted fetal tissue. more like
an aborted horse. its messed up. or at least fentanyl and crack as
well if not more things. metaamphetamine probably as well. i ask
something, she lies, i say something truthful. she says a polar lie
to her lie which nullifies what she said previously 5 seconds ago.
i ask about that and she lies more. just ultimate batshit way
beyond my level. right. checked some other site. sorry. the flow
got lost. got another injection today. 400mg. and they lie about it.
tried to put up demands. be a man. but you cant win against a psychopath.
and when the whole system is that, what are you suppposed to do? i now
feel even worse than ever before. i cant imagine how it will be in a year
or decade. i didnt think id make i through like i said to
2023. but i did. but theres nothing left of me. even if i like this make
a good essay or poem art music ive increased my total throughput by less
than 10% of a promille. im just tired of this. tired of this shit. its
all a game show. computer game. to them. if i still had freeze dried
rainforest alliance coffee i would have been able to go on writing.
i think ill make a vlog instead of me monkeying around. some like that.
seemingly. cya. have a good one.
autoerotic
Feb. 20th, 2026 10:03 ammy latest research into
why some sons or daughters
look just like their
father or mother
is because the father sprays
deep into the mothers uterus
without her being wet at all
or because the woman
gets virgin birth
by cumming so much
it touches her ovaries
why some sons or daughters
look just like their
father or mother
is because the father sprays
deep into the mothers uterus
without her being wet at all
or because the woman
gets virgin birth
by cumming so much
it touches her ovaries
rising sun winter moon
Feb. 20th, 2026 09:46 amhttps://suno.com/song/d240418a-c1d0-42e8-b321-abd6ab44e604
Written in the long hours
between yesterday and today,
where memory folds itself
into the shape of two women —
one young as a rising sun,
one old as a winter moon.
Yugia,
all fire and sharp edges,
a storm wrapped in martial arts and laughter,
could shatter me with a sentence
and still leave me wanting her approval.
She once raged so fiercely
I walked the city for hours
just to quiet the echo of her voice.
At Ringen,
a white sweatshirt with gold threads
waited like a peace offering.
She saw it,
and her face lit up
as if forgiveness had been sewn
into the seams.
The Countess,
seventy‑five and unashamed,
carried her years like a crown.
She spoke boldly,
laughed loudly,
and lived as if time itself
were her loyal servant.
Two women,
fifty years apart,
yet somehow mirrors —
each with a gravity
that pulled at me differently.
Between them
stood my own history:
awkward years,
body questions,
identity questions,
the nurse who panicked
when I spoke of changing myself,
as if transformation were a threat
instead of a truth.
Yugia frightened me
not with fists
but with the possibility
that I mattered to her.
She could scold me all day
and still say,
“You make me feel so evil,”
and I would answer,
“I love you anyway,”
because it was easier
than admitting I didn’t know
what love meant.
One winter day
we cried together
for hours,
two people unraveling
in a quiet room
no one else entered.
A strange sanctuary
built from fear,
forgiveness,
and the weight of things
never said aloud.
The Countess,
in her tiny apartment
filled with old Beatles records,
offered a different kind of refuge —
one made of stories,
wine,
and the warmth of someone
who had lived long enough
to stop pretending.
And somewhere between them
stood me,
trying to understand
why I was drawn to one,
afraid of the other,
and still searching
for the shape
my life was supposed to take.
have you ever met someone who said "im gonna kill myself soon" and they were 100% serious?
Feb. 19th, 2026 05:30 pmhttps://www.bitchute.com/video/9Ecfvs62ceNb/
anyway, i could recommend the book by susanne keysen, called "girl interupted". its based on her experiences in a mental hospital in the 1960s. theres also a movie based on it which was pretty good. winona rider and angelina jolie. it had a good oldskool soundtrack as well so check it out on youtube. anyway, ill descend into more rapeloosh now. this is a declaration of "being tired of all this shit" yes i would kill myself but im bedridden theres nothing i would do and i dont like pain and i cant handle pain. ive been suicidal since i was 11, because my granddad molested me when i was 7, and got HE got so bad nightmares from it he wanted me dead (i was just afraid of the dark for 35 years). i could tell more and ive done that so ill just leave it like that. i got molested then as well by my real mom, by my grandmom (she still does it, shes my only contact but now shell only visit me every 89 days) and very gruesomely several times by my neighbor who i thought for so long was a god.
theres more in the vid i feel horrific i have to turn the comp off now.
anyway, i could recommend the book by susanne keysen, called "girl interupted". its based on her experiences in a mental hospital in the 1960s. theres also a movie based on it which was pretty good. winona rider and angelina jolie. it had a good oldskool soundtrack as well so check it out on youtube. anyway, ill descend into more rapeloosh now. this is a declaration of "being tired of all this shit" yes i would kill myself but im bedridden theres nothing i would do and i dont like pain and i cant handle pain. ive been suicidal since i was 11, because my granddad molested me when i was 7, and got HE got so bad nightmares from it he wanted me dead (i was just afraid of the dark for 35 years). i could tell more and ive done that so ill just leave it like that. i got molested then as well by my real mom, by my grandmom (she still does it, shes my only contact but now shell only visit me every 89 days) and very gruesomely several times by my neighbor who i thought for so long was a god.
theres more in the vid i feel horrific i have to turn the comp off now.
(no subject)
Feb. 19th, 2026 03:12 pmmp3 is like making food with more and more additives, people "dont notice", but if youve ever been at a proper barbeque diner on the lawn with friends, you would NEVER say "mcdonalds tastes ALMOST THE SAME I BARELY NOTICE ANY DIFFERENCE". of course its a world of difference. with junkfood you eat it in 5 mins or less alone and you just want more of that drug, with a homecooked meal its a labour of love that you enjoy with people you care about for an hour or more.
(no subject)
Feb. 19th, 2026 12:49 amtheyve normalised the
withdrawal effects of coffee
1 headache - lack of coffee
2 shakes - lack of coffee
3 cold - lack of coffee
withdrawal effects of coffee
1 headache - lack of coffee
2 shakes - lack of coffee
3 cold - lack of coffee
(no subject)
Feb. 18th, 2026 01:21 amevolution of feeling like shit
and what i listen to / suno makes for me
week 2
the day after tomorrow: PROFIT
tomorrow: ???
today: fight club soundtrack, anarchy, sabotage, terrorism, living off grid, pink/black
saturday: quake soundtrack, hp lovecraft, disgusting, dakota, brown shades, annunaki
friday: anime soundtrack like beat, he who grows his own rice, fucked up black/white/red
thursday: somali reggae, svea lycksaligheets triumph, desperate, yellow/blue
wednesday: biker punk
tuesday:
monday:
week 1
apocalyptic hardcore, magna alba sancta immanentia, green
presidential speech, scrub on scrub off, red/white/blue
black guy doing poetry slam, vasopressin
facebook has your personal information they dont need you anymore
traditional folk music, woman freedom life, iran revolution 2022-2023
another smash hit single brought to you by the thieves at suno
it was so long ago
nine inch nails - the fragile, lost love, oil paint, turpentine
and what i listen to / suno makes for me
week 2
the day after tomorrow: PROFIT
tomorrow: ???
today: fight club soundtrack, anarchy, sabotage, terrorism, living off grid, pink/black
saturday: quake soundtrack, hp lovecraft, disgusting, dakota, brown shades, annunaki
friday: anime soundtrack like beat, he who grows his own rice, fucked up black/white/red
thursday: somali reggae, svea lycksaligheets triumph, desperate, yellow/blue
wednesday: biker punk
tuesday:
monday:
week 1
apocalyptic hardcore, magna alba sancta immanentia, green
presidential speech, scrub on scrub off, red/white/blue
black guy doing poetry slam, vasopressin
facebook has your personal information they dont need you anymore
traditional folk music, woman freedom life, iran revolution 2022-2023
another smash hit single brought to you by the thieves at suno
it was so long ago
nine inch nails - the fragile, lost love, oil paint, turpentine
sure ^________^
Feb. 17th, 2026 11:18 pmhttps://www.bitchute.com/video/1kEI2PEWfgNX/
order from för emma 79: +46 070 488 12 35. a mix between laptop and desktop. has a screen with 90 degree fixed angle.
name: för dig
made: for oldskool gamers
cost: $10
production cost: $1
markup: 10x
markup if 1000: 5x
markup if 1 mil: 2x
weight: 100gr
graphics: 1-bit b/w nonbacklit display - you need a strong lightsource or daylight to see anything, dithers from up to 15-bit
sound: none
working temperature: +5-+35C
frames per second: 25/30
resolution: 320x240
aspect ratio: 4:3

keyboard: numpad + directional keys + multi-use futhark (30 keys in total)
screen size: 20x15cm
network: 3.5kbaud bluetooth with built-in support for 7zip (de)compression on client / server / wifi
graphics card: 0.5mb
ram: 4mb
harddrive: 100mb free space
webcam: 160x120 pixel 16-bit b/w
7x multiboot:
console emulation:
zx spectrum
commodore 64
nintendo famicom
gameboy
os: ms dos 5.0 windows 3.11 ce
battery:
charge: lasts 50-500 hours
1 manual - recharges from 0% to full in 1 hour of handcranking, uses bicep curl maneuver, can be optionally placed on the left side of the computer
not included, add $50 to price
2 solar power - recharges in 8 hours at 30 degrees
3 kinetic power - using keyboard, trackpad, touching the computer charges it
other tools +$50 per
2x swiss army knife including 2x fork / spoon / knife utensils builtin for dining
ports: 4 usb for using supplied tools +$50 each
fan: strong enough to chill computer from 50c to 20c
induction fridge to chill 1 soda can to +5c / keep 1 cup of coffee at 80 degrees / freeze 1dl ice cubes / liquid to -20
induktionsplatter + ceramic frying pan, space enough to fry 1 egg, high pan to boil 1 litre liquid in 5 seconds
name: för dig 1k
made: for bitcoin traders
cost: $1000
production cost: $200
markup: 5x
markup if 1000: 4x
markup if 1 mil: 3x
weight: 1kg
keyboard: dvorak by default, digital ink led display in grey, can be replaced with 200 languages via the LNG key
graphics: 8-bit b/w display
screen: 2x transparent / mirrored
webcam: 2x (stereoscopic) 500x500 pixels
sound: pc speaker
frames per second: 1000
resolution: 500x2000
aspect ratio: 4:1 - vertical
screen size: 25x100cm
working temperature: -50-+100c
network: 1mbps wifi
graphics card: 1tb
can downscale with lancoz 16x resampling from 4k
multiboot:
windows 50-11
linux blackhat
mac os strawberry shortcake
battery: water and sugar
name: för dig 1m
made: for those that want that little extra of everything
cost: $1 million
made to order
production cost: $500k
markup: 2x
markup if 10: 1.5x
markup if 100: 1.25x
graphics: 16-bit b/w hdr qled with tone mapping
frames per second: 1 million
resolution: 10k^2
screen size: 1 square meter
aspect ratio: 1:1
sound: dolby 4r321
10 speakers
6 directional 50hz-20khz nsewud
2 supersonic tweeters 20k-100k 100k-1m
2 subwoofers 1-10hz 1-50hz
max bitrate: 1gbps with tak compression
working temperature: 1-1 000 000 000 kelvin
network: 1 petabyte/s graphene corded - can download CIA entire internet index in 1 month
calculations: 1 omniflop
harddrive: 1 petabyte
magnetic storage: 1 zettabyte
graphics card: 1 exabyte
boot: 4TRAN 2026
battery: gas based
weight: 5 tons
mobility: levitates with drone engines in case of earthquake flood fire burglary or cracking attempt
keyboard: 1000 key modular unicode to type 1 million different symbols with 2 keypresses, 32-bit pressure sensitive, measures typing at 1000x ps/2 speed (0.001 milliseconds) supports up to 10k keypresses per second
controller: 2 spacetech spaceorb millenium - 8 dimensions of movement at 64 bits per axis
disgustification of the evening:
acetic acid (melts silver)
natural lemon aroma (from black mould gotten from pig fat)
t shirts
1 toothpaste
2 bromide
water poisoning measuring
in parts per million PPM
1 litre of water
with a toxic synthetic chemical
1 gram of it and the sweetwater
is destroyed
scoville scale
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scoville_scale
good potato chip dip sauce
3dl 12% gräddfil
5cl ketchup
1 tablespoon herbes de provence
1 drop etheric mint oil
1 drop tabasco
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ᛇ ᛈ ᛉ ᛊ
6 7 8 9
2 3 4 5
1 ^ 0 SPC
< v > NTR
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order from för emma 79: +46 070 488 12 35. a mix between laptop and desktop. has a screen with 90 degree fixed angle.
name: för dig
made: for oldskool gamers
cost: $10
production cost: $1
markup: 10x
markup if 1000: 5x
markup if 1 mil: 2x
weight: 100gr
graphics: 1-bit b/w nonbacklit display - you need a strong lightsource or daylight to see anything, dithers from up to 15-bit
sound: none
working temperature: +5-+35C
frames per second: 25/30
resolution: 320x240
aspect ratio: 4:3

keyboard: numpad + directional keys + multi-use futhark (30 keys in total)
screen size: 20x15cm
network: 3.5kbaud bluetooth with built-in support for 7zip (de)compression on client / server / wifi
graphics card: 0.5mb
ram: 4mb
harddrive: 100mb free space
webcam: 160x120 pixel 16-bit b/w
7x multiboot:
console emulation:
zx spectrum
commodore 64
nintendo famicom
gameboy
os: ms dos 5.0 windows 3.11 ce
battery:
charge: lasts 50-500 hours
1 manual - recharges from 0% to full in 1 hour of handcranking, uses bicep curl maneuver, can be optionally placed on the left side of the computer
not included, add $50 to price
2 solar power - recharges in 8 hours at 30 degrees
3 kinetic power - using keyboard, trackpad, touching the computer charges it
other tools +$50 per
2x swiss army knife including 2x fork / spoon / knife utensils builtin for dining
ports: 4 usb for using supplied tools +$50 each
fan: strong enough to chill computer from 50c to 20c
induction fridge to chill 1 soda can to +5c / keep 1 cup of coffee at 80 degrees / freeze 1dl ice cubes / liquid to -20
induktionsplatter + ceramic frying pan, space enough to fry 1 egg, high pan to boil 1 litre liquid in 5 seconds
name: för dig 1k
made: for bitcoin traders
cost: $1000
production cost: $200
markup: 5x
markup if 1000: 4x
markup if 1 mil: 3x
weight: 1kg
keyboard: dvorak by default, digital ink led display in grey, can be replaced with 200 languages via the LNG key
graphics: 8-bit b/w display
screen: 2x transparent / mirrored
webcam: 2x (stereoscopic) 500x500 pixels
sound: pc speaker
frames per second: 1000
resolution: 500x2000
aspect ratio: 4:1 - vertical
screen size: 25x100cm
working temperature: -50-+100c
network: 1mbps wifi
graphics card: 1tb
can downscale with lancoz 16x resampling from 4k
multiboot:
windows 50-11
linux blackhat
mac os strawberry shortcake
battery: water and sugar
name: för dig 1m
made: for those that want that little extra of everything
cost: $1 million
made to order
production cost: $500k
markup: 2x
markup if 10: 1.5x
markup if 100: 1.25x
graphics: 16-bit b/w hdr qled with tone mapping
frames per second: 1 million
resolution: 10k^2
screen size: 1 square meter
aspect ratio: 1:1
sound: dolby 4r321
10 speakers
6 directional 50hz-20khz nsewud
2 supersonic tweeters 20k-100k 100k-1m
2 subwoofers 1-10hz 1-50hz
max bitrate: 1gbps with tak compression
working temperature: 1-1 000 000 000 kelvin
network: 1 petabyte/s graphene corded - can download CIA entire internet index in 1 month
calculations: 1 omniflop
harddrive: 1 petabyte
magnetic storage: 1 zettabyte
graphics card: 1 exabyte
boot: 4TRAN 2026
battery: gas based
weight: 5 tons
mobility: levitates with drone engines in case of earthquake flood fire burglary or cracking attempt
keyboard: 1000 key modular unicode to type 1 million different symbols with 2 keypresses, 32-bit pressure sensitive, measures typing at 1000x ps/2 speed (0.001 milliseconds) supports up to 10k keypresses per second
controller: 2 spacetech spaceorb millenium - 8 dimensions of movement at 64 bits per axis
disgustification of the evening:
acetic acid (melts silver)
natural lemon aroma (from black mould gotten from pig fat)
t shirts
1 toothpaste
2 bromide
water poisoning measuring
in parts per million PPM
1 litre of water
with a toxic synthetic chemical
1 gram of it and the sweetwater
is destroyed
scoville scale
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scoville_scale
good potato chip dip sauce
3dl 12% gräddfil
5cl ketchup
1 tablespoon herbes de provence
1 drop etheric mint oil
1 drop tabasco
ᚠ ᚢ ᚦ ᚨ
ᚱ ᚲ ᚷ ᚹ
ᚺ ᚾ ᛁ ᛃ
ᛇ ᛈ ᛉ ᛊ
6 7 8 9
2 3 4 5
1 ^ 0 SPC
< v > NTR
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ᚷ g
ᚺ h
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Feb. 13th, 2026 07:11 pmthe story of how i met bella. i had been at fountain house for 8 years. a year before the boss said "in 4 years youll be boss here tomas". but i chose love instead of power and money. they had happenings now, so once a week or so a payed employee, i was volounteer, would hold something special. xhyljeta held a beauty night, and bellas mom, eva, invited her there when she happened to be in stockholm. i had the day before smoked homemade opium, and recently gotten a straight edge tatu, since people started calling me "vegeterian" out of the blue and laughing hysterically and disgusting, after id eaten the healthy meal like once ever during lunch.
i had nothing to do there, just wanted time to pass so i could go home late and sleep and not think too much of my shit life. so i cleaned my tatu with alsol alcohol, bad idea, the ink got into my blood. as bella said later, "did you inject gasoline into your veins"? i was more bored still, and was gonna play something better than the shit radio station they had on the bluetooth speaker. i grab the houses smartphone, and before i know it theres a phone call. i answer, nobody else cared, and it was eva. they said "let us in, weve called and beeped a thousand times".
i run down quickly to the floor below, and there they are, a hippie mom with a platina retriever dog and her fashionable daughter in a gorgeous browngreen nonrevealing dress. i lead them to the meeting and i play some nicer songs. i could quickly see bella didnt feel comfortable there, so i hold out my hand she grabs it and lead her into the office which was empty. i show her my facebook page, and she whispers in her mellow voice "thats me". i was heavy into spirituality then, and had a alignment avatar. you know like chaotic evil and lawful good, myself im chaotic neutral good.
bella was a libra, they stand for beauty and wisdom. to most that would be an oxymoron, because youre either a geek or a jock, right? wrong. i had summoned her since all the way back on my first blog i never wrote anything in because i was shy, but i had 2 tags composed of 2 emojis, yes we had unicode emojis even in the 1990s. 1 was libra 1 was taurus. or maybe it was a dragon and fairy (älva) there. anyway i tried to play some cool songs for her, then figured i should play some of my own. id released negative feedback loop a year before professionally through the tunecore aggregator and looked through the tracklist, i tried out of intuition "tantra", she says again in a really shy voice "det låter som älvor" "it sounds like elves".
then i lead her to the second floor and begin experimenting with the sound system. i freak out the ether and soon the angel dog comes panting and her mom after her. i ask her name for the first time. eva says they have to leave. i go back to the crowd then home when its dark outside and listen to some cheezy hiphop song from my wide record collection from the 80s where they say "isabella, isa-bella-lah" a few times on vinyl then forget her.
im back at fountain house, everythings the same as always, im in a not very populated room there, and her mom pops up again. she has POLICE LINE DO NOT CROSS on her arm but i dont care, i flirt with her and oogle her out. we talk some and she mentions her female side of the family has a curse on it. luckely enough id read about using white magick to breark double crossings, i show her on the screen and she says i should print it. she eyes the paper some, then exclaims, in calm, "bella has been talking about you for 2 whole weeks", anyway, she then asks me to add her on facebook.
i had just my first and last name "tomas johansson" there and there are easily 10000 of us so bella just couldnt find me from the noise during all that time. as usual i figured my grandma would ruin it and just say "my account is here, add her yourself". she adds 2 accounts, what i didnt know then until after she broke up with me, is 1 of them was bella, 1 was her sister tessan. tessan loved me even more. one of her quotes is "take inte droger, du saknar ingenting" "dont take drugs, youre not missing out".
the rest is history legend and music and poetry and art and the greatest ballad ever made. tomas la belle epoque.
note. picture included is a tatu on the left paart of chest which says in english "god bless you and bella forever" spoken by marilyn monroes daughter to me, and features a blood diamond and blue crystal.
i had nothing to do there, just wanted time to pass so i could go home late and sleep and not think too much of my shit life. so i cleaned my tatu with alsol alcohol, bad idea, the ink got into my blood. as bella said later, "did you inject gasoline into your veins"? i was more bored still, and was gonna play something better than the shit radio station they had on the bluetooth speaker. i grab the houses smartphone, and before i know it theres a phone call. i answer, nobody else cared, and it was eva. they said "let us in, weve called and beeped a thousand times".
i run down quickly to the floor below, and there they are, a hippie mom with a platina retriever dog and her fashionable daughter in a gorgeous browngreen nonrevealing dress. i lead them to the meeting and i play some nicer songs. i could quickly see bella didnt feel comfortable there, so i hold out my hand she grabs it and lead her into the office which was empty. i show her my facebook page, and she whispers in her mellow voice "thats me". i was heavy into spirituality then, and had a alignment avatar. you know like chaotic evil and lawful good, myself im chaotic neutral good.
bella was a libra, they stand for beauty and wisdom. to most that would be an oxymoron, because youre either a geek or a jock, right? wrong. i had summoned her since all the way back on my first blog i never wrote anything in because i was shy, but i had 2 tags composed of 2 emojis, yes we had unicode emojis even in the 1990s. 1 was libra 1 was taurus. or maybe it was a dragon and fairy (älva) there. anyway i tried to play some cool songs for her, then figured i should play some of my own. id released negative feedback loop a year before professionally through the tunecore aggregator and looked through the tracklist, i tried out of intuition "tantra", she says again in a really shy voice "det låter som älvor" "it sounds like elves".
then i lead her to the second floor and begin experimenting with the sound system. i freak out the ether and soon the angel dog comes panting and her mom after her. i ask her name for the first time. eva says they have to leave. i go back to the crowd then home when its dark outside and listen to some cheezy hiphop song from my wide record collection from the 80s where they say "isabella, isa-bella-lah" a few times on vinyl then forget her.
im back at fountain house, everythings the same as always, im in a not very populated room there, and her mom pops up again. she has POLICE LINE DO NOT CROSS on her arm but i dont care, i flirt with her and oogle her out. we talk some and she mentions her female side of the family has a curse on it. luckely enough id read about using white magick to breark double crossings, i show her on the screen and she says i should print it. she eyes the paper some, then exclaims, in calm, "bella has been talking about you for 2 whole weeks", anyway, she then asks me to add her on facebook.
i had just my first and last name "tomas johansson" there and there are easily 10000 of us so bella just couldnt find me from the noise during all that time. as usual i figured my grandma would ruin it and just say "my account is here, add her yourself". she adds 2 accounts, what i didnt know then until after she broke up with me, is 1 of them was bella, 1 was her sister tessan. tessan loved me even more. one of her quotes is "take inte droger, du saknar ingenting" "dont take drugs, youre not missing out".
the rest is history legend and music and poetry and art and the greatest ballad ever made. tomas la belle epoque.
note. picture included is a tatu on the left paart of chest which says in english "god bless you and bella forever" spoken by marilyn monroes daughter to me, and features a blood diamond and blue crystal.



