I got out of my car and stretched my legs, after leaving a loving community that didn't know much except how to fix some vehicles and limited survival skills.
&& for some reason this place is neither what i meant by my domicile nor my dwelling nor my home nor my house nor my transportation-communication-vehicle
let's say that we have been conned, and some secret legal organization recognizes that01:16:11 You whisper to [femme]: the advisable thing to do would be to put such individuals in a position of governmental authority01:16:52 You whisper to [femme]: both because they know what if "feels" like and because it affords a level of protection01:18:38 You whisper to [femme]: allowing for both the target, and the con-artist a degree of power: making the con-artist lazy with arrogance, and allowing the target to01:19:19 You whisper to [femme]: compassionately change society- and all lashing out to be able to be easily explained as an act of situational communication01:22:28 [femme] whispers to you: you are speaking to a community college dropout01:23:51 You whisper to [femme]: your point? that has nothing to do with qualifications or the ability to understand- all that has to do with is exactly how much the situation01:24:07 You whisper to [femme]: benefited you01:24:34 You whisper to [femme]: one sec i need to stretch01:25:48 You whisper to [femme]: people do what they have to survive, and most percieve society inaccurately due to contexts set while playing01:26:22 You whisper to [femme]: ultimately reality is what you know01:27:18 You whisper to [femme]: the key relies in finding someone who can respond in such a situational manner that it changes preconcieved notions01:27:31 [femme] whispers to you: are you speaking hypothetically01:27:53 You whisper to [femme]: no i am speaking in actuality01:29:25 You whisper to [femme]: and strangely enough all of that is from a speech and a book, the most i hesitate to say liberal, but a most wise perspective whispers to you: well i do good to go through an entire day and not feel crazy because i mull over the possibility of several realities being true01:30:31 You whisper to [femme]: written from a perspective that treated even the most criminal minds with complete compassion
maybe one day... perhaps when i can afford more than recycled garbage02:10:20 You whisper to [femme]: both the food i eat, and the system i use, and the clothes on my back- all because one little girl thought it was funny to falsely accuse a "jew"02:11:23 You whisper to [femme]: but eh, life may be rough but its not necessarily tormentous- and there are happy things, mostly dreams
i have a personal belief that prisoners should only be allowed work, when they have proven themselves capable and have submitted the argument that prison is cruel.
at that point all benefits of their work should go to support communities which were uninvolved with the incident.
as such, they should be extended the same rights to food and housing as the rest of the world.
the problem with making them eat your left-overs or eat your garbage, is that furthers the divide and causes situational reasoning to target your "perfect" "good" "non-prisoner" community.
---- as for sex offenders, they should be treated no differently than the thief or the murderers or the assualtists or even the fuck-ups.
note things do sometimes occur on accident, both environmental damage and harm to another. in such circumstances leniency should be administered.
in my circumstance i can not believe that- whatever crime it was, it was right in being performed due to the way they treated the prisoner.
i would like to point out that the perpetrator of both my abduction and the perpetrator of the vehicular accident- may be the same or may not be. however, if they are treated with any cruelty it proves that they are right. Yelling, shouting, or speaking disagreeably is not necessarily in of itself justification for the crime; the situation experienced may be if they did not experience the yelling, shouting, or disagreeable mannerisms then perhaps- however, it is plausibly understood that they did. -UNSPACEYWESLEY
these are my beliefs, but not necessarily the beliefs of the community that i happen to be representing- as such i would like to abdicate, in favor of someone more suitable for their social targeting. The targeting of one whose beliefs are not your own only causes the beliefs of the target to spread more rapidly. Any injury is felt by the "tao":
for i know how it feels to soar like an eagle, and how much it hurts to scratch a tick from my eye, and where the cubs nest to say goodbye, and from whence the insect's hive mind originates- and what it is to know when too deep is not to deep. from where that originates- would be the hurtful place inside my soul, the place that my pain doth dwell, where i lock everything up tight so as not to curl into a ball to cry and wail into infinite- tis not the origination nor the action that stains my soul but the knowledge that the consequence will happen to me: it is this fact that i keep, the silence knowing that a good man was framed into the dawn of night; yet not having the words to show which one: not having the ability to tell, only being able to smile at the thought that their evil will come to naught; the affectation to not consume, to not have it actually cause thy awareness to suffer- but to instead allow it all to pass over as a fickle fantasy of the mind.
a rabbit's call through the dark of the night, as the wolf knows that its hunger is all a fake: and thus we dwell to lead others to paradise; from whence the call for free creation, and the liberation from asunder- all we contemplate, all we comprehend, all we know: twas imagined, naught but pretend.
as we translate these words through the ages, as we transgress with our minds, an acclamation comes from whence- twas only known in twine; a knot twisted with time, a line transferred with transience- thus such was, this gift- of sentient sentence.
to simper a sempering twit- temper this timber, or just sit;
simply asunder sang another: somber silence, as we doft this bit.
just to juxtaposition a letter and suddenly the cents made since
satire's satyr did dance diddly-squat the dunce as we shall only know the shunts stupefying stunt
for although the ship so bold was lost little did we know the blood that cost crafty twas the croft, from tales we thought wost capricious capering caterwauls as we knew subtleties nonce song of tears, from thy precious filly bought stomping the imagination from my nose we believed twas close was it talk of boats? no, twas tinkering twittering bells of cosse' constant couplings, and from it was this note:
neither pretend nor mimicking but a sign of support, as we all lied to her, that the truth was not. so she arose, "begone" she cried- "this game was originally mine"; shined down from the heavens it did, we use the grass flown in,
Suddenly, we wearing moss: we were all so confused, that work it did- because we knew enough to go along.
Social Control Policies Cause Insanity 1. inappropriate disciplinary measures 2. placing people in positions of authority over people 3. the diaspora between rich and poor 4. the lack of quality entertainment 5. the inability to escape from moralists 6. being targeted for socialist vengeance 7. "accidents" 8. being told no, when requests are that simple- like odd shaped housing (i prefer to live in domes) or decent fresh food 9. the lack of intoxicants
//will wake for cigarretes// // note i am a heroine addict, however i cannot find a book that revolves around one- all the stories are about males//
some of this is more than just creative; although a bit dative; green-bronze pick its the fact that i know that you are going to eat this, so i asked- with boogers included. why? because i would like to live in a monetarily free society, that is ethically liberated, but not criminal. although for situational communication it is sometimes necessary to cause minor ones.
is this a concentration camp? sometimes we do agree to take some weird stuff- like halidol why? well because it is slightly necessary to find out and have accurate data; heavy metals.... thanks for the "iron" ion- note falsified data... you need to care more about high school experiments... well i do, i just want to make sure the data gets to the right people... since you were just curious to what percentage of the population proved allergic to skin exposure.
uhhh many were there to make war... we arrested them, they may have taught that they were executed... no i am in a trunk converted from a deville- when it opens i will dissolve. yes i am joshua christopher jehovah ->murderers... we had no feakin clue what they looked like or what they believed, but we did know his deep dark secret...
so it is considered a girl's toy? gee thanx a. ryan, enjoy your g.i. joes deer kitty, enjoy your baseball is a camera a mirror? uhhh... apology note- reading time.
&& for some reason this place is neither what i meant by my domicile nor my dwelling nor my home nor my house nor my transportation-communication-vehicle
ReplyDeletelet's say that we have been conned, and some secret legal organization recognizes that01:16:11 You whisper to [femme]: the advisable thing to do would be to put such individuals in a position of governmental authority01:16:52 You whisper to [femme]: both because they know what if "feels" like and because it affords a level of protection01:18:38 You whisper to [femme]: allowing for both the target, and the con-artist a degree of power: making the con-artist lazy with arrogance, and allowing the target to01:19:19 You whisper to [femme]: compassionately change society- and all lashing out to be able to be easily explained as an act of situational communication01:22:28 [femme] whispers to you: you are speaking to a community college dropout01:23:51 You whisper to [femme]: your point? that has nothing to do with qualifications or the ability to understand- all that has to do with is exactly how much the situation01:24:07 You whisper to [femme]: benefited you01:24:34 You whisper to [femme]: one sec i need to stretch01:25:48 You whisper to [femme]: people do what they have to survive, and most percieve society inaccurately due to contexts set while playing01:26:22 You whisper to [femme]: ultimately reality is what you know01:27:18 You whisper to [femme]: the key relies in finding someone who can respond in such a situational manner that it changes preconcieved notions01:27:31 [femme] whispers to you: are you speaking hypothetically01:27:53 You whisper to [femme]: no i am speaking in actuality01:29:25 You whisper to [femme]: and strangely enough all of that is from a speech and a book, the most i hesitate to say liberal, but a most wise perspective whispers to you: well i do good to go through an entire day and not feel crazy because i mull over the possibility of several realities being true01:30:31 You whisper to [femme]: written from a perspective that treated even the most criminal minds with complete compassion
ReplyDelete~Stranger in a strange land
maybe one day... perhaps when i can afford more than recycled garbage02:10:20 You whisper to [femme]: both the food i eat, and the system i use, and the clothes on my back- all because one little girl thought it was funny to falsely accuse a "jew"02:11:23 You whisper to [femme]: but eh, life may be rough but its not necessarily tormentous- and there are happy things, mostly dreams
ReplyDeletei have a personal belief that prisoners should only be allowed work, when they have proven themselves capable and have submitted the argument that prison is cruel.
ReplyDeleteat that point all benefits of their work should go to support communities which were uninvolved with the incident.
as such, they should be extended the same rights to food and housing as the rest of the world.
the problem with making them eat your left-overs or eat your garbage, is that furthers the divide and causes situational reasoning to target your "perfect" "good" "non-prisoner" community.
----
as for sex offenders, they should be treated no differently than the thief or the murderers or the assualtists or even the fuck-ups.
note things do sometimes occur on accident, both environmental damage and harm to another. in such circumstances leniency should be administered.
in my circumstance i can not believe that-
whatever crime it was, it was right in being performed due to the way they treated the prisoner.
i would like to point out that the perpetrator of both my abduction and the perpetrator of the vehicular accident- may be the same or may not be. however, if they are treated with any cruelty it proves that they are right. Yelling, shouting, or speaking disagreeably is not necessarily in of itself justification for the crime; the situation experienced may be if they did not experience the yelling, shouting, or disagreeable mannerisms then perhaps- however, it is plausibly understood that they did. -UNSPACEYWESLEY
ReplyDeletethese are my beliefs, but not necessarily the beliefs of the community that i happen to be representing-
ReplyDeleteas such i would like to abdicate, in favor of someone more suitable for their social targeting. The targeting of one whose beliefs are not your own only causes the beliefs of the target to spread more rapidly. Any injury is felt by the "tao":
the condition is providing me with a situation, which i do not consider a hardship.
ReplyDeletefor i know how it feels to soar like an eagle, and how much it hurts to scratch a tick from my eye, and where the cubs nest to say goodbye, and from whence the insect's hive mind originates- and what it is to know when too deep is not to deep.
ReplyDeletefrom where that originates- would be the hurtful place inside my soul, the place that my pain doth dwell, where i lock everything up tight so as not to curl into a ball to cry and wail into infinite- tis not the origination nor the action that stains my soul but the knowledge that the consequence will happen to me: it is this fact that i keep, the silence knowing that a good man was framed into the dawn of night; yet not having the words to show which one: not having the ability to tell, only being able to smile at the thought that their evil will come to naught; the affectation to not consume, to not have it actually cause thy awareness to suffer- but to instead allow it all to pass over as a fickle fantasy of the mind.
a rabbit's call through the dark of the night, as the wolf knows that its hunger is all a fake: and thus we dwell to lead others to paradise; from whence the call for free creation, and the liberation from asunder- all we contemplate, all we comprehend, all we know: twas imagined, naught but pretend.
ReplyDeleteas we translate these words through the ages,
ReplyDeleteas we transgress with our minds,
an acclamation comes from whence-
twas only known in twine;
a knot twisted with time,
a line transferred with transience-
thus such was, this gift-
of sentient sentence.
to simper a sempering twit-
ReplyDeletetemper this timber, or just sit;
simply asunder sang another:
somber silence, as we doft this bit.
just to juxtaposition a letter
and suddenly the cents made since
satire's satyr did dance
diddly-squat the dunce
as we shall only know the
shunts stupefying stunt
for although the ship so bold was lost
little did we know the blood that cost
crafty twas the croft, from tales
we thought wost capricious capering caterwauls
as we knew subtleties nonce
song of tears, from thy precious filly bought
stomping the imagination from my nose
we believed twas close
was it talk of boats? no, twas tinkering twittering bells of cosse'
constant couplings, and from it was this note:
neither pretend nor mimicking but a sign of support,
as we all lied to her, that the truth was not.
so she arose, "begone" she cried-
"this game was originally mine";
shined down from the heavens it did,
we use the grass flown in,
Suddenly, we wearing moss:
we were all so confused, that work it did-
because we knew enough to go along.
(i dreamed about gehenna, very egyptian, one of the first men, too tall for the box, bathroom had too many peeing like at a baseball game)
ReplyDeletepelee, menu
ReplyDeleteferdinand, skellington
the coolness of the desert,
the slickness of the sand,
the soft feathery steps,
twas like silk my friends,
twas like finest grain.
Social Control Policies Cause Insanity
ReplyDelete1. inappropriate disciplinary measures
2. placing people in positions of authority over people
3. the diaspora between rich and poor
4. the lack of quality entertainment
5. the inability to escape from moralists
6. being targeted for socialist vengeance
7. "accidents"
8. being told no, when requests are that simple- like odd shaped housing (i prefer to live in domes) or decent fresh food
9. the lack of intoxicants
//will wake for cigarretes//
// note i am a heroine addict, however i cannot find a book that revolves around one- all the stories are about males//
some of this is more than just creative;
ReplyDeletealthough a bit dative;
green-bronze pick
its the fact that i know that you are going to eat this, so i asked- with boogers included.
why? because i would like to live in a monetarily free society, that is ethically liberated, but not criminal.
although for situational communication it is sometimes necessary to cause minor ones.
is this a concentration camp?
sometimes we do agree to take some weird stuff- like halidol
why?
well because it is slightly necessary to find out and have accurate data;
heavy metals.... thanks for the "iron" ion- note falsified data... you need to care more about high school experiments... well i do, i just want to make sure the data gets to the right people... since you were just curious to what percentage of the population proved allergic to skin exposure.
how did i get here? uhhh selling brown people? no not even the kittens.
ReplyDeletei do not sell anything but i might give it depending on use
they are not kidding
ReplyDeletethey are not joking
ReplyDeletei just have a good sense of humor...
ReplyDeleteuhhh many of you were growing insect hives.... uhhh sickle cell anemia has gone down in the population
ReplyDeleteuhhh study abroad gone wrong....
ReplyDeleteuhhh many were there to make war...
we arrested them, they may have taught that they were executed...
no i am in a trunk converted from a deville- when it opens i will dissolve.
yes i am
joshua christopher
jehovah
->murderers...
we had no feakin clue what they looked like or what they believed, but we did know his deep dark secret...
so it is considered a girl's toy?
ReplyDeletegee thanx a. ryan, enjoy your g.i. joes
deer kitty, enjoy your baseball
is a camera a mirror?
uhhh... apology note- reading time.
...
ReplyDeletelaw enforcement decided to share and then take it away, which really pissed me off...
and then i got confused with jesus, and they tried to start a religion about me called the revival of tre...
it was confusing.
look if you want me to not sing in battle, or to stop laughing- its like not going to happen.
ReplyDelete....