DOES 'HOMO BORG GENESIS' MEAN ANYTHING TO YOU?
There will be a legal case soon where the Defense Attorney will argue for a mistrial because the Defendant is technically, after mRNA injections, a cyborg and the property of Pfizer Pharmaceutical Co. His/Her crime should not be judged in Human Court.
The great majority in my town are cyborgs. They are not human anymore. They act as if human at the most shallow level. They also can't seem to remember anything. Grousing about the 'good old days' constantly. A desperation has set in and I can see it in their eyes. They sure hate my COVID songs. The recent Jalen Hurt blood clot story is more unease.
Does this sound familiar to you? I'm talking to the people who initially said 'Fuck Off.', of course.
How can this crime against humanity continue to exist? Avoidance. This culture is built on avoidance. The cyborgs have so many tools of avoidance, silence being the first, or silencing being the most powerful. Just say 'penis' anywhere in public and see the reaction. For instance, a nose ring tells me you identify as a farm animal and don't want to talk to me. Same with blue hair. Make yourself ugly and I'll be scarce. The foolishness of tattoos, it must be some kind of satanic initiation. They don't inspire conversation. I can't get 'dumb fuck' out of my mind.
I will always contend the ink in the process of infusing it into your skin is, somehow, connected to the cell towers. I can't explain it right now but I have my suspicions.
Dogs, oh Christ, does everyone need a dog or two? So emotionally broken, "I can't exist without Buster, Daisy and Mooch." This country has a lot of fucking money. Dogs are expensive to keep. Big dogs have become another Man replacement. They sure do like peanut butter. I go to Home Depot and a Rottweiler has just shit in Aisle 7, the one I need to go down. Restaurants allow dogs, WTF? I'm sick of dogs. One owns one to keep people away. Period.
... and the Ultimate Avoidance Method - the cell phone. Those holding one, staring intently, ignoring all physical surroundings prefer digital people to your company. They exist in a digital reality. You are the oddity. A dinosaur from the analog past. If my data is not entered into His/Her phone I do not exist. I am a ripple their world construct akin to a slight breeze in the physical realm. The POV of me being the interrupter, the annoyance. I like to say, "I'll take your cell phone and shove it up your ass." Never phases them. I get the blank stare.
One would think texting is a form of connection. It isn't. It is two robot cyborgs misspelling words. There is more miscommunication and backtracking than message delivering. As a tool it has it's uses but being human isn't part of exchange. It is used to avoid the inflection, the tone, the timber of the human voice. Maybe even a possible slight criticism. Emojis? are we all in kindergarten class? The comfort of stunted development is deep in this population.
I'm as guilty of avoidance as anyone I'll admit. I don't mix well with the cyborgs. I can feel their resistance on first meeting. Our energies don't match and they are afraid of me. It's been interesting to me the non-ClotShot are the only people I have any kind of friendship. We find each other. I'll carry on being as human as I can be, but I'm in a Cyborg World.
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Escaped Wage Slave: BUNNY HUTCH
Escaped Wage Slave: HAVE YOUR CELL PHONE
Escaped Wage Slave: CELL PHONE III
Escaped Wage Slave: CELL PHONE DIVORCE
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