An out of control blogging maniac

 Hi everyone, it’s blog-a-thon Friday, I can’t hear you…. What’s that? You think I’ve had enough to write? That is how it does in fact work and the writer’s high combined with my normal reaction to how things are going for me in my neighborhood puts me almost in the range of just a normal extreme depression below any standard scale in the hospitals I can’t afford without leaning too heavily on “the system.”  And who hasn’t secretly always wanted to be part of “the system.”  That is what I have always said all along, and it is on all my personal statements for all the school programs that I did to try to earn even a fraction of minimum wage.  I said, “I would like to be part of “the system,” and now my dreams have all come true. Next I am going to say “I just want a piece of the pie,” only it will be literal strawberry pie that I bake in my supported housing apartment that I am probably going to lose now because of complaining about people trying to give me covid, trying to block me from the elevator, trying to block me from my own apartment door, and playing music so loud in my ears that I have to wonder if they did autism research ahead of time to get the maximum effect added to my already damaged brain that got hurt from working in a bookstore.  A night club? No. a loud factory? No. A bookstore. A jackhammer construction job? No. A bookstore with music that fried my brain because of its volume and its deliberately violating content, personally chosen by Marion and Allison who continued working there after 30 thousand witnesses saw them ruin my life on purpose.  However, the secret messages are saying the district manager named Chris is also a torture suspect at this time.  I have to say that I don’t know on that one, so there must be other witnesses who have already turned in their reports. And she must have worked with lawyers and secret shoppers, so maybe we are waiting on a list of several hundred bad people who are also going to face charges and lose their licenses or social work jobs or whatever it is that people use to attack disabled people with autism.  Wow, that is some absurd comedy that will probably be hard for any jury to believe. So I guess we can expect another life ruining farce soon enough, but not before I jot down some notes for all my real readers 500 years from now. You gotta hate it when your worst cashier turns out to be a Confucius or Hafiz, or just a regular christian with accurate faith that God and all his angels are using global warming to invent new weather because they know they do not have enough lightning to strike the Barnes and Noble up and ups who so nobley and barnfully chose and distributed everyone’s pornography for all those years. 

What you want from your hair is not there.

 Identity politics is failing. Here in New York, people will soon have to either violate or repeal civil rights laws to get away with how they are treating people. People will have to overtly block the food supply like the murderers in Darfur, and any pretense of civilization will be gone. The work spent to get other people’s paychecks could always have been actual economic progress instead, with a harvest that now will not happen.  You can’t have it both ways, and the fact is that to keep the power you chose instead of justice you have had to join with a forty year assault on the people who did what they were supposed to.  The north made its choice to teach everyone that people could do and believe anything with no consequences, and now on a deadly level the lack of goodwill problem-solving has cost our country both safety and liberty.  People think no one has noticed the little leaps in logic, the little cheatings in philosophy, and the way political traitors have held the door open for rapists and murderers. But everyone has eyes, good or bad. You can’t take away the righteousness that has happened from people who trust in God and do what he says. No one is perfect, but a basic orientation to what is right and good will show itself, and anyone who has devoted even the slightest allegiance to actual justice sees liberal hypocrisy for what it is. Our disgust is as accurate as your outrage is fake. The audience for your charade is disappearing, and everyone knows how bad you must have been for whitey and the man to end up as Ghandi in this scenario.

The Lord Gives and the Democrats Take Away

 

Well everyone, I am in Greenville right now visiting my mom and dad.  It is like a captivity situation but I only have seven more days. I survive by being thankful for what is good about it which mostly has to do with comfort and food.  I also have a few friends that I am able to socialize with, though the main problem is that I can't socialize well because I do not have a car.  And really I could borrow my dad's truck, but my mom would freak out.  And that is the main issue is that my mom controls me irrationally and emotionally punishes me no matter what I do.  So if I use a certain plate or bowl then we might have twenty conversations where I justify my decision.  It is actually I think beyond anything that people can understand in this life and I just have to believe that God understands and that someday it will be over.

 

My dad is living in assisted living now and I thought he was safe there but he fell last night because they are not that vigilant about keeping him safe.  But he is not supposed to get up by himself but the fact is that he did and it is their job to keep him from falling.  So that is unreliable but I think I will advise my mom to just keep him there and know there is nothing that we can do about how people treat us.  People are mean to me in New York, too, and there are multiple networks of people who target me personally with their racism and harrassment.  And yet I see our country being ruined too and know that it could be an entire generation of young people who have it worse in our country full of about two thirds savage barbarians. So I will just keep staying alive, praying, and waiting until someone goes too far.

 

This blog is ruined. You can tell I tried to share my faith but that is not really the whole issue. At first my writing was just friendly high quality and it wasn't that religious.  But people have reduced my life to only having hope for heaven, so that is what I try to share with other people. But it doesn't matter does it.  I simply have no online outlet for good communication anymore.  Facebook took themselves back.  I kind of feel sorry for them because it could have been a historical legacy lasting hundreds of years but they chose the politics or the money or something that ruined one of the best things that ever happened to people.  They are like billionaire failures. Another interesting thing is how nerdy some of this persecution is.  Like it is the history nerds from school who want to be in the textbooks seeming like latin revolutionaries or whatever else they saw in their school lessons other than the baby killers that they are.  Happy Mothers Day, we're coming for your tax dollars to kill everyone's full term children. Self-righteousness without the righteousness. The finale to four year of relentless political abuse is Biden stuttering in Poland as China and Iran prepare to come take slaves from America. I could literally keep writing for twenty more pages about the same stuff that depresses me every day. But in some ways, it just isn't necessary, because EVERYONE ALREADY KNOWS! That's why you are censoring us.  Because you don't want the truth to be told.  But everyone already knows it and you have recorded yourselves deliberately ruining the lives of almost the whole world for multiple generations. We all know what you did and how fake your protests are and how you have to call anyone who does what they are supposed to a supremacist to try to explain the growing difference between the socialist hell holes and the flourishing grocery economies of the places where people chose service instead of empty, abusive activism.