DEVOLUTION DOUCHEBAG STYLE:
“PROUD BOY” STYLE
"NEPHILIM" STYLE
WIKI - AVERAGE HEIGHT WORLDWIDE:
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_
Long ago I briefly spoke to a woman
The "whatever you do don't stare" Han Solo
* Beards and man-buns growing in opposite
* For a couple of years too many cosplayers
Reflective of nothing in particular:
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_
7.0 from Turkey vs 2.07 from India:
Tall people are no longer considered unusual.
I'm six foot and not considered short or tall.
Each generation gets taller.
Long ago I briefly spoke to a woman
at the Chelsea Market in NYC probably
in her 70's, easily over 6' 4" and likely
the mother of another…
…woman of average height mentioned
elsewhere in this blog. Whose tall son
I saw in a LES drinking establishment with my
family’s name out-front. How possible?
“Coincidence?”
The grandmother was the only one I’ve
ever spoken to in that age group and of
that height which means it happens and who cares?
I stood between two 6’ 8” blonde women in the
Columbus Circle Whole Foods on the day I got
my second Covid-19 Moderna vaccine. Then
spoke with two 6’ Italian brunettes who saw my
vax button and proclaimed, “Jesus is our vaccine.”
I didn’t laugh or stare but they stuck out their
jaws as if pulling my leg.
The "whatever you do don't stare" Han Solo
warning showed up in several separate Star Wars
movies that occurred just before Solo and company entered the Star Wars Intergalactic “Maz Cantina.”
Was this the movie zeitgeist hinting of what was
to come? Not to a galaxy far far away, but as
normalized extremes of our earth-based everyday?
* “2140 New York” by one of Obama’s favorite
writers, Kim Stanley Robinson: The beginning
takes place on 23rd St, NYC in the Metropolitan
Life tower. Where else?
The tower now owned by Abu Dhabi Investment
Authority. Next to a smaller glass IBM add-on.
In the book, Fictional Met Life tower was a
residential bunkbed co-op with sky bridges
overlooking a flooded 2140 Manhattan up to
the Bronx. Sky bridges exist on 21st Century
32nd St Manhattan and off the High-line.
* Yesterdays distressed holes in the jeans effect
are like the beginning of Salman Rushdie's,
“Midnight's Children” where a village female
in India attracts her man by wearing a sheet
with all the main areas covered but with holes
everywhere else. Rushdie is still with us
after a Muslim extremist attempted fatwah.
* Beards and man-buns growing in opposite
directions, half mast soggy bottom sweatpants.
The Soggy Bottom Boys from the Clooney
movie “Oh Brother…”
*Now it’s “Good Evening and Good Night” on
B’dway re: Joe McCarthy, Roy Cohn drama
written by and starring GeorgeClooney. Limited performances, of course, sold out.
* Deliberate blindside bumping in stores or on
near empty sidewalks. I returned the favor once
with a deliberate “accidental” shoulder bump
and verbally added “zombies everywhere, in yo
hair and underwear.” Big guy laughed.
* Amplified 6’ 4” white guy walks super
aggressively out of a 23rd St hotel lobby.
Inches in front daring me to step on the
backs of his shoes. Which I did. The last
time it happened. “Flooding the zone?”
* In a neighborhood loaded with gyms, Adderal,
AAS roids, meth, Evening and Morning Star senior temperance ladies, LDS(?), JW @Kingdom Hall,
Masonic and otherwise unidentified cosplay gays pretending “sincere” attraction to skin tags in the
corners of muh eyes. Lots of cannabis CBD neighborhood smoke shops. Who pretend not
to know what zyns are but who take pics of ID’s.
* Vacillating between desperation and deviance.
What goes on in the Religious Nationalist “discrete”
NPD cray-cray? With their Renfield bug-eating
omni-sexual cosplayers announcing in the downtown
Tao, “I’m a stalker.” Pretending “insincere”
attraction to my sneakers. Pre-scripted bs…
* Paying me fake sneaker complements on
subway platforms before pretending to threaten
me with a dental pick. Just random everything everywhere stupid *coincidance.* Not.
Subway guy had a large “J” tattoo on the back
of his hand. Weeks later I get a hand written note
from Jehovah Witnesses with a nearby return
address. I tore it up w/o reading after viewing the
return address and a few YT stalker videos by ex-
JW apostates.
The return address on the envelope? A west side
blank wall. Then weeks later? Kingdom Hall in
“worldly” gold letters. No windows? Lutheran
block long seminary and a Catholic Church nearby.
* Falun Gong, Epoch Times, Black Hebrews(?)
and original 1870’s very large Freemason Lodge.
All are nearby. Where lots of “flood the zone” bs
happens.
* Including events on 23rd Street the night after
J6, 2021. Just down from the Masonic Lodge.
No Jim Carrey Illuminutty jokes needed.
Masonic dark zombie humor reality is bad *enuff.*
* The above groups are known for trying to mix
in with everyday proles. (My guess: Elder man-
o-faith points to a fem, “you, you’re orange
haired girl this month.”)
* Scientology has 3 “Churches” in Manhattan.
W. 125th St, E46th St, W82nd St. All wrong
addresses on my part.
*LDS Mormon’s sold their Chelsea townhouse?
To a psychiatrist? LDS, Masons and Scibots
coordinate? Having so much in common?
* Overamplified penguin-walk gym bro (Tin Men) Skinny out-o-shape me doesn’t want to look/ walk
like these guys.
took on deliberately fake coded imposter vocal fry ‘mission control’ speech patterns. Internet online
and off. I wish it were imagination.
* the perfect neighborhood for Elizabeth Holmes: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elizabeth_Holmes
Born in 1984, “serious researcher” fraudster
Holmes attracted many Republican investors:
Henry Kissinger, George Shultz, Schultz’s
son, General Mattis, Betsey DeVos, Ruppert
Murdoch.
I saw Holmes in Mad*ison Sq Park years ago.
She leaned over as if posing. Recognizable and forgettable. Now serving humanity in prison.
Pending appeals. Planned pregnancy didn’t get
her off. In the same Texas prison resort
as Gurley Maxwell?
* Putin, Netanyahu cheering the Trump JD narrow popular vote win. Kash Patel still selling online
merch?
* CVS, Rite Aid, Duane Reed drug stores replaced
by liquor and juul smoke shops. In what used to be
the densest residential/ employment area in NYC.
* As if awaiting Republicans to come charging
over the hill to rescue “women’s and chillins”
from smoke shop kratum and strong weed.
* I wouldn’t know one smoke shack-rack drug
from another. I don’t smoke anything, no
prescriptions, no aspirin, much less ordering
anything except boring internet vitamins. My
intentional misspellings and grammar are my poof.
My old Asian PC MD’s only prescriptions were
asthma steroid sprays. He pretended professional
insult when I told him I was non-compliant due
to drinking what’s now called keto style coffee.
I only needed emergency sprays a few times a year.
Now zero times a year.
* No Walmart/ Costco vitamins, no smoke shop
or Fox News CBD THC gummies or kratom.
These days I don’t mix the grain and the grape.
* Covid blood clots on my foot complicated things.
Now gone except for…who cares?
* Signaling what? Any description of extremes
like these can easily be dismissed as subjective
mood swings and sour grape alcohol projections.
None come close to describing my everyday
reality based violations of the 1st and 2nd
unwritten Fight Club rules. Better to remain unspoken/ unwritten.
* The only neighborhood senior event I ever
attended featured the movie Fight Club.”
* Deliberately toxic and nasty women?
Or the extreme opposite as in, “Yes sir,
you're the boss, anything you say.” Which
“very reasonably” cycled into its opposite mode.
Reflective of nothing in particular:
* Loud nearby conversations in food halls either
in gibberish Engmush or like Ben Shapiro, Dave
Pool robo language software modules in adderall
fast-forward.
* For too long, "Dios De Los Muertos" skull and
snake clothing designs apart from Halloween.
“They Live” aliens? No, but close. Director John Carpenter or JC’s original Wiki had his father as a preacher? Which might explain some of the movie. Cults? Clans? Frats? Organized crime, aka very
tight traditional and not so traditional networks.
* Occasional "dead air" effects like air sucked
out of the ear during old style medical ear exams.
Recent ENT ear exam MD jabbed me a little
hard with the cotton cue swab. I get an email
asking my reaction to the exam. Too obvious.
Don’t see his name anymore at Mt Sinai Union Sq.
Cue Maxwell Smart’s "Cone of Silence.”
* With certain females a sharp point of focus
in the brain.
* Like a brief “cerebral spinal flush” when
internal house lights briefly switched on. With
a split second internal image of a huge grasshopper.
Several credible CSF, as in cerebral Spinal *Flush*
(not Fluid) versions of same were on YT. No longer.
Jim “Grasshopper” Carrey flunks Shaman initiation:
* whether sober, drunk or super drunk, I never
have and never will be physically/ verbally nasty
to health providers or anyone else.
* Even after making it super convenient for a
few “providers” and probable fraternal ex-cops
to show who and what cowards they are when
they stated otherwise on two occasions during
the pandemic.
* The above lied the first time and tripled down
the last time. By passing out I made it super easy.
* I didn’t rip up my own clothes and then my face.
* Physical and psych waterboarding torture in
variety and monotony.
* Nobody’s p-p-per-perfect. Especially me.
I don't have a need for people to look or act
like me. Especially when drinking coffee…
which doesn’t agree. (Provoking bad poetry)
I don’t want people to look like Tru-man
Burbank of The Truman Show. And certainly
not like TCL Tru-mp Cowardly Lion, Lying King.
Trump gets away with saying in effect…
‘don't dare laugh at my bone-spur military
deferment, my BBB, my DC birthday parades
or my cranial reticulum inverted magical BBL
surgical waste and scalp. Or my clementine
saffron spray-tan complexion that elected me,
DJT, Emperor of the US Bitcoin Stablecoin
Casablanca DC Casino Laundry Club for life.’
(Gestalt Wisdumb: “Y’all got that there TDS,
Trump Derangement Syndrome acronym
acrimony going on?” Nope, but I do
give “some humans who ain’t human” aka,
parasites some much needed material to feed on)
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