And it's a new day.
So a bunch of stupid shit. If you go south down fifth street on the way to the Safeway someone has put a mural up of what looks like a bunch of overlapping pieces of paper with a paper airplane on top that's done in blue and pink and looks kind of sort of like what I've been writing about in my philosophy. So I'm going to get bread and a carrot cake (which is together is a little over 2000 calories - and the carrot cake has enough synthetic crap in it that my immune system doesn't completely shit itself on eating only things that are good for you - together it's six and a half dollars). And I pass this stupid mural and a bunch of peole doing stupid shit on the street. I go and buy the bread and carrot cake and some idiot has been doing this thing in teh grocery store where they attempt to rearrange all the food in ways that are supposed to be "meaningful" - like a "Reisen" and a "Red Bull" together in the wrong aisle - "oh no reason has fled!". It's supposed to be this thing that pisses off people with ADHD. I go in past this woman that puts her crack pipe away in a pink glasses case (who is in a wheelchair, older). There are only - some one wants me to get off the computer because they're playing the legalism bullshit game for assholes - in a moment then.
Where was I? Right. So there are two people that are clearly messed up on drugs waiting in line and so I give them space. They're both falling over standing on their feet and look hungover. People go past me and call me "Boss". This is supposed to be a funny grateful dead joke about a "straw boss" supposedly but in practice what it means is that you'll have a pregnant woman that is passing along sick to someone and then they abort the child. Usually the sick they pass along is related to the unborn fetus - and it's done through a series of chinese men or the people who are really sick. It's a combination of "movies" wherein the outer ring is "boss baby" where you treat someone like royalty and the inner ring is "rosemary's baby" where you're passing along sick from a pregnant woman that you plan on having abort the fetus. It's done in such a way to make someone retarded by giving them incomplete or broken DNA (especially if you manage to break or damage the blood brain barrier first). I've seen that done a couple times often to me. So that's cool. Welcome to San Francisco. I mean "Welcome in." The "joke here" is that people used to go to shady motels like the "Welcome Inn" to get abortions. And so they poison people. Rather than say, take the morning after pill, double up on plan B, or use a condom. Or not have sex, like I do. I don't poison people these people do because they're evil and broken and fuck with the poor and the homeless. Oh and then when I have to use my EBT card I have to "chip it and then slide the card" - and one of the idiots falling over has a scooter and one of them is a "chip"?
Meanwhile they've made "art" on a mural that's a takeoff on what I've done with my philosophy where it's just a paper airplane and boxes. Because they haven't understood. Because they're the kind of people that use abortion as a way of sickening people. And I'm supposed to "finally believe in abortion" because being sickened to become retarded isn't my idea of a good time. I believe in guns too, can I shoot you? Boss? And so all the people that are republican like guns and all the people that are liberals like abortion because each of them has to have a weapon because they're morally incompetent and broken. Fuck this city so much. Oh and all the people at the Wells Fargo are sick - they flickered the lights in one location (because when I was a kid and watched Star Wars with my dad one time the lights flickered because he blew a breaker in a fusebox or something with his sound system and I thought this was funny). So every time I go to a new location and do something "new" they do this because all the people using a particular place to fuck me over where I'm not looking are "blown". It's fucking awful man. They're just. They're not even people. They're not even dogs either. I don't know what they are. They don't have a ... thing that makes them person like. Whatever that thing is they're missing it. I should add this to my philosophy section, because apparently the dickheads with spray paint cans see paper airplanes and boxes. Not that I give a shit what others think, but how you go from what I'm writing to that is fucked up. Oh - and it's across the street from some printing store. So any time I write that jackass gets a nickle. It's a bullshit artist game essentially.
Oh. I've never had sex, I don't have an "ex" and don't want one because I haven't met someone I love. And this isn't convincing me I should. I'm not "married" to an ideology no matter how much morons that want to play "legalism" is anti-American will go about poisoning me and then when I write how the poisoning and obfuscation is done will then use some legalistic bullshit to fuck with my life. And I'm not a Christian, Buddhist, homeless (in "I believe in class" - I think people who poison me and sicken me are assholes and I don't like crazy people with sick so there's that), I'm not a cop. I just fucking hate everyone here because they're a psychotic shit head.
Anyway, I've udpated my EBT tracker so you can watch me run out of money in real time.
The crazy psychotic homeless stalker shit heads are doing this thing where they'll yawn loudly after they're done fucking with me and stalking and drugging me. Which they're doing now. So the "game" today was to see if I would keep track of how much money I spent and if not see if they could steal a bunch of shit and then have me poisoned again. But it's "freedom" to stalk and murder someone in public.
I think they've been using an industrial blender to grind up powdered glass and put it around my bed, which would explain the shortness of breath and the hand disease. The officers at the police station don't give a shit. How do you even arrest someone for that? The best you can do is abandon the city like you would a burning boat.
Oh and then there's this chickenshit horsefuck. You follow someone around and coordinate smoking drugs around them because it's like a "cancer cell" versus a real one. BITCH, accuse me of a crime! Fucking anything! You stalking piece of shit plague fucks. And then when I scream about it on the street someone "burps" at me in the library, because it's like communicating with a baby but mirroring. It's plague and social engineering sick. This is what happens if you come to San Francisco to work. But I bought a coffee and candy bar with food stamps. Evil fucks. The reason I don't talk to anyone individually is because not a single walking shitpile here is worth a damn.
Here's the next piece of shit psychoticism social engineering bullshit. I'll be told to shut up repeatedly in the street and then have people gas me with broken glass at night in the homeless shelters. Until I'm told to shush and someone else is told to shush in the library that has suicide nets as soon as I'm online with customer service begging a bank to connect me to stripe in order to beg for money to leave. It's a social engineering rube goldberg device designed to poison and kill people. Wells Fargo's "call to get code" doesn't work and is just designed to have you call so you can be shushed in the library. Bank of America will have people follow you around with shirts about different place names while people drug you. And Chase bank will have people find where you are and run around you while they have someone commit identity fraud and run away from San Francisco while they hunt him down for sport. The entire city has essentially been turned into a place to hunt people while sickening them to death. All of this is done by schizophrenics who are angry that they've been sickened and like to have power over people while they give them antibiotic resistant plague. The town is sick. They want you to use "Wells Fargo" and "Paypal" because it's funny like you have sick or CO-V-ID with a banker at the bank with a stupid name. They've sickened the mentally fucked up so that they hurt anyone that comes into the city so that they can use the names of online services people use to ghettoize and stalk people even after they have money. They're mentally sick and fucked up. It's a sickness slum. But see if they follow you around with striped shirts and gas you with drugs repeatedly then it's "OK" to use stripe. If not then using the online stripe service while calling Wells Fargo will make it so it doesn't work. It's a sickness stalking slum artist thing by crazy people that want to stalk and kill you online after you have enough money to leave the ghetto they've stalked and poisoned you in. They're evil fuckups.
I have to use a "Cloud Mobile" phone that uses enough radiation to make me sick because the ones they give to the poor are fucked up, probably because psychotic shit heads are upset that they've created the non-lethal guns (see the phones are non-lethal too! they just give you cancer in a way that's funny because crazy people use to complain about the phones making them sick! take that non-crazy people!). You can test this by taking a magnemeter and measuring the micro tesla output of the phone. So every time I call "Wells Fargo" I have to aim a radiation device at my head so someone can talk as slow as possible about how they can't give me an online code because I want to request money online rather than on the street because I would rather get money from someone on the internet that's not directly responsible for having me drugged on the street or poisoned in a homeless shelter. Because everyone in San Francisco is psychotic and hurts people for sport, including their children. This is supposed to be funny because black people hold the phone out in front of them like a piece of pizza while they talk into it. It's more race baiting bullshit mixed with poisoning and psychoticism.