I think my favorite thing about being fucked with to the movie "Hackers" - oh look clockers came out the same weekend that Hackers did and everyone looks at their watch, there's "mute witness" and everyone around me will say nothing unless I stand on a street corner and do nothing in front of a grocery store for five hours. Oh look the hacking scene in hackers has the same solo rift as We Don't Need No Education. It's like first as tragedy and then as farce (again). Oh look - "no actually no really" - based on "eats shoots and leaves" and "pan-duh" all of the rider waite tarot deck card periods have changed from being no periods to being periods. And then I'll have people come around me and scream period in my face after a Romani learns how to read and then poisons me after they demonstrate how they're fucked up (did it occur to you to do this without poisoning me?). So that's cool. Now you have poisonous assholes that are now everywhere and I get to find out stupid secrets based on stupid - where if I say something I'll totally be poisoned because "reasons". Go ahead and ask bing and google which tarot cards have periods after the end and compare that with all your friends. And then it becomes a joke because it's a corporate stupid way to get someone to go check a pack of tarot cards by buying a stupid copy because physical things are harder to fake then electronic things. But it's cool - it's not as if I'm being made blind, followed around with t-shirts from the lost world, or having everyone mimic all the other shit from 1995 in a circle of bullshit around me. Because torturing someone is OK. Definitely if you do it for money and drugs. There's a book called "welcome to the world" about a baby being kissed by it's mother that was in a little free library next to a VW bus with a Star Wars windshield screen (oh look it's like a mask) where the woman had a lip disorder and was black and the baby was white. And then there's bullet with butterfly wings. And I'm sure that saying this will mean that I'm going to be stalked and poisoned again because people in the tarot can't talk (or something). Or they can and now they're making me sick with drugs. Or something. Who knows. But it's super fun all these people that believe in torture. Darkside of the moon was "literally" the book Blindness. Also the "Diamond Age" which is now true because MRNA which is fucked up. Now go through all the deaths of youtube celebrities and compare this recent spate of deaths with the movie "Mute Witness". That's not fucked up at all. But it's funny because a "thete" is not a slave.
But no it's cool. Crippling someone and then making it so that they then are angry about being poisoned by a collection of idiots and assholes who are doing so by keeping them in a bubble and not telling them who is doing this to them (because why would you) will totally make it so that anyone in San Francisco is trustworthy for any reason whatsoever. Oh look he's scared of the cover of a book. He's totally stupid! We should poison him so more so we can prove how cool we are and how we're totally trustworthy to have anyone live in the city at all. There's no reason to do it other than spite or because it's "funny" ideologically none. So anyone that does this shit merely says they're murderous crazy people who fuck people up and then have them scared of an information tree on how they're going to do it and use it as an excuse to poison them some more. That's it - for no other reason. I'm not scared of mice. Unless a crazy schizophrenic with fentanyl says oh look it's MICE like from that CIA thing and it's in black and white this time so that should mean something. What if it was colored like a rainbow? Or brown? Would I be poisoned then? They're psychotic and sick.
HE'S TELLING US NOT TO POISON HIM TO CRAZY SHIT HE MUST BE HITLER OR A PRIEST WHAT DO WE DO? Come to San Francisco we believe in torturing people with schizophrenics and the sick. Neato!
Neither here nor there, but here is an estimated proposal on how to create bio-synthetic rice by using genetic information to merge it with bamboo. It would cost a little over a couple million dollars, although getting all of the scientists to care or work together would involve herding cats. And then there's this -
In short: C4 rice is a smarter engine, but bamboo-C4 rice is a smarter, faster vehicle. You’re not just improving how rice uses sunlight—you’re reengineering how it grows from the ground up.
...and I made an image of a car the other day...hmm...car analogies. And in "Hackers" the "garbage file" is root/.workspace/.garbage. which is "the root of the tree is the end of work" and then that would be..."big rock candy mountain". Which is racist apparently. So that would explain all the black people that are insane and want to have me sickened to death. Because I like a movie that has subtext. I also like the movie Friday but I don't want to have a black man set on fire. Full lyrics here -
One evening as the sun went down
And the jungle fire was burning
Down the track came a hobo hikin'
And he said, "Boys, I'm not turning
I'm headed for a land that's far away
Beside the crystal fountains
So come with me, we'll go and see
The Big Rock Candy Mountains
"In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
There's a land that's fair and bright
Where the handouts grow on bushes
And you sleep out every night
Where the boxcars all are empty
And the sun shines every day
On the birds and the bees and the cigarette trees
The lemonade springs where the bluebird sings
In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
"In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
All the cops have wooden legs
And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth
And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs
The farmers' trees are full of fruit
And the barns are full of hay
Oh I'm bound to go where there ain't no snow
Where the rain don't fall, the wind don't blow
In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
"In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
You never change your socks
And the little streams of alcohol
Come a-trickling down the rocks
The brakemen have to tip their hats
And the railroad bulls are blind
There's a lake of stew and of whiskey, too
You can paddle all around 'em in a big canoe
In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
"In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
The jails are made of tin
And you can walk right out again
As soon as you are in
There ain't no short-handle shovels
No axes, saws or picks
I'm a-goin' to stay where you sleep all day
Where they hung the jerk that invented work
In The Big Rock Candy Mountains
"I'll see you all this comin' fall
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains"
But it's funny because I'm going blind and I'm followed around by people in Michael Jordan t-shirts. Cool.
In the bleak rock shadowed valley,
Where the sun forgets to rise,
The streets are cracked and empty,
And hope wears a thin disguise.
The handouts rot in alleys,
And the beds are made of stone,
Where silence hums like sirens,
And you're always on your own.
The stew is cold and bitter,
And the whiskey burns too long,
You paddle through regret there,
In a boat that feels all wrong.
The cops have iron shackles,
And the dogs all bite and bark,
The nights are long and endless,
And the days are damp and dark.
No peppermint trees or lemonade springs,
Just rusted pipes and broken things,
Where they mourn the soul that once could work,
And hang their heads for every hurt.
Maybe someone should follow me and drug me repeatedly and then charge 50 dollars to have people ride around on the "Big Bus". It's cool. It's just a coincidence. Doesn't mean anything. Not like there are any jobs or anything. Doesn't matter. Here's a "blind bull" telling you to enjoy your street car ride on the trolley past abandoned buildings. Here let me draw a map for you. But hey there's a Sketcher's store where you can buy shoes that are made of styrofoam that make you look like the spice girls because everyone has fucked up each others feet to the point where they have to wear platform heals so they're not in pain. And then someone will go around and ask me what spice girl I am because it's funny that instead of fixing the problem you just poison people so they're screwed up. At no point was someone like - I bet we could invent some shit that would fix the foot thing and then hire a bunch of people to do stupid shit that probably doesn't matter in the grand scheme of things but they'd have a place to live. But no that's cool you'll just break the back of anyone that suggests such a thing. It's way funnier to fuck up someone's feet so they have to pay for stupid shoes and get a job to pay for the weird medical problems they didn't have before you fucked with them. Including people that wanted work in the first place and repeatedly asked for a job but they didn't do it "good enough" or they weren't popular enough or something. And now all of the people that were cunning, all the poisonous assholes that were clever enough to suspect the people around them of being crazy assholes are the ones that managed to fuck their way into positions of power and everyone who doesn't get out fast enough gets shafted. Fuck you. Because I can't just be left alone and not gaslit and fucked with to crazy.
So there's this -
And Mute Witness and Jurassic Park, but oh by the way "exactly" 1995 would be this stupid muppet film with Whoopi Goldberg. Wonderful. So that's all the stupid crazy shit having to do with being followed around with movie shirts and fucked with to the plots as opposed to the plots of Greek tragedies or songs about hobos. At no point is someone just going to go "you know, I bet he doesn't like being fucked with too about *anything* - that's *sooo weird*".
Maybe someone should see if they can wear they're mask on their "elbow" if I'm "spineless" because I'm in "limbo" and my back is fucked up. Some things require a rolex, but being a prick is *timeless*. Oh - and the phase drug release schedule I asked bing about was pulling my viewing history from youtube (joey drop the virus and head to the garbage file) - you can tell because of the word choice. So I don't know how the fuck that works. But see, computers have READ ME files and so if I use a computer to read and write that means that if I do so with a book I'll be drugged or tortured because it's "not Alice in Wonderland" enough. I've seen guys attempt to program computers by crossing and uncrossing their legs quickly. I've seen a black guy that has come into the library and was screwing around on his phone become visibly upset when a homeless guy came around him and started ripping paper. But I'm a "seer" because I'm "training" people and so it's "like the railroad "bulls" or "sacred cows" in the big rock candy mountain song. So anyone that comes here and doesn't know what the fuck is going on and calls in as much outside help as they can and starts documenting crazy is going to be made blind and have their food poisoned until their teeth fall out. And if you "invent work" you'll have people go around sweeping shit in the shelters to see if they can get other people to fuck up your neck and back. It's done to a nursery rhyme the same way as "row row your boat" from Hackers. Goody - see it's funny like "goodies" - "ha why e" = "Hawaii". But if you don't figure it out quickly enough you'll have people poison you because no one is willing to go out of their way to tell you what's going on or help you when they can steal shit and poison each other. Why would anyone do that? Because I like a movie? You stay classy San Francisco. Anchor Man - The Six Plays of Plautus 1963 - A DoubleDay Anchor Original. It's still fucking true - you're shitty people.
Anyway I'm thoroughly disgusted at this point. I was poisoned at City Hope Cafe the other day by having someone that was crazy put something in my food so I hurt all day. The general assistance people are abusive so I can't use that shit and I don't know what I'm going to eat today other than the food in the shelter where lying on the beds makes it so my ears ring for unknown reasons. You're all fucking scumbags.
And Entangled Life is "Alice in Chains" and the man in the box. I'm rather fond of the bit in entangled life where the pigs get confused about the truffles that are different from "one cousin to another". Totally not followed around with googley eyes shit constantly while I'm going blind because people hate my cousin. Oh, I'm sorry, did I call in outside help when I saw the entire city in fucking ruins? Was that wrong? And then there's Scar Face and "Bikini 'a toll'" -
"Palm trees appear in images and descriptions of the Bikini Atoll nuclear tests, specifically from the Operation Castle tests in 1954, due to their prevalence on the tropical islands used for testing."
It's either "we don't need no education" based on people that fuck with you or it's gaslighting to people that don't know what is going on based on dark side. So fucking dumb. And all of this is ancient history on how everyone fucked with each other when they were setting up the internet and the latest iteration of the "game". We've had the pius nuclear reactor design since *1983*. But fire can be used for two purposes - I take it that the peace sign is a Promethesian cult based on who uses fire for making something useful and who wants to break shit. Which is the whole judge not shit. Only problem is that there *are* right and wrong answers. I don't want to use a public water fountain and get high from fentanyl because there's a guy wandering around that's so sick from drugs that he's dying, whatever he touches will make you sick, and people pay him in food to go away. Which is a thing. He wanders up and down Market Street and his back is folded in half. I shouldn't judge people though. That would be *wrong*.
Neat. Now contrast the they/them movement, Heidegger and Being and Nothingness, Karma Police by Radiohead, and Unforgiven by Metallica. "But we're still on the payroll" - "they hung the jerk that invented work" - "They dedicate their lives To running all of his He tries to please them all This bitter man he is". It's freedom versus schizos. Except you're supposed to take a bath with the schizos to prove how cool you are and anyone that doesn't make it out is killed/dies is considered unworthy. Excepting there's no redress for having been sickened in a way so you're totally fucked for the rest of your life. You're just supposed to go oh well and not talk about it. Or else it makes the schizos weirded out. And the people that climb out are half the people that went in and half the schizos that fucked their way out by stepping over the people that fell in and couldn't get out. Bing - use these two songs to create a Dante's inferno of people falling into a pit of despair and some coming out with distorted melting bodies and high saturation colors reminiscent of hammer films.
I'm sure that this has nothing to do with the cyber truck or the research and analysis group or Alice in Wonderland or google versus Elon Musk or who does what drugs around who. It would be pleasant if people decided not to play Metallica is Google is Alice in Wonderland is Indian Mythology versus Elon is Heidegger is Radio Head is et cetera. Based on what drugs they're doing. Who is going to make the rice? Yes, freedom of expression and so on. Ok dokey artichokey. Whichever. I'm sure that saying any of this will mean I hate freedom and I'm not followed around by depressed looking indians wearing a gandi.net t-shirt for any reason at all. It's 2:20pm and I don't know where I can get food that won't be poisoned because of a lymeric. Also my hat has black and white stitching (they gave hats out) which if I put it around my phone idiots on the street will stop following me around looking at their phone. I love that. I get on a bus while carrying my phone around the city and every single person will look at their phone. When I don't everyone talks to each other and reads the paper. Right. And at what point will people not be dicks just because they can do it in a group and they'd rather have that than stores that aren't shitty and ironic or empty buildings and sad? I don't get it. Everyone just wants to be unhappy and I have no idea why. And the stupid thing about this is that of course they're making music now (duh) and so if it's not grateful dead vs pink floyd or Radiohead vs Metallica it's going to be some stupid thing to some stupid group or another (no the spice girls aren't a thing) vs another one and then you set up dumb. So people that have money can get angry at each other over stupid shit. It just seems so *boring*. I don't know. Being poisoned is "exciting" but also depressing and I'm thinking about this shit rather than anything useful.
And then there's this from Stevie Wonder -
Very superstitious writings on the wall Very superstitious, ladders 'bout to fall 13-month-old baby, broke the looking glass Seven years of bad luck, the good thing is in your past When you believe in things that you don't understand Then you suffer Superstition ain't the way Ooh, very superstitious, wash your face and hands Rid me of the problems, do all that you can Keep me in a daydream, keep me going strong You don't wanna save me, sad is my song When you believe in things you don't understand Then you suffer Superstition ain't the way, yeah, yeah Very superstitious, nothing more to say Very superstitious, the Devil's on his way 13-month-old baby, mm, broke the looking glass Seven years of bad luck, good things in your past, mm When you believe in things that you don't understand Then you suffer Superstition ain't the way, no, no, no
I'm not a fan of blinding people if they're superstitious about being poisoned. Black, white, yellow or otherwise. But I'm so racist. Look how racist I am. So Stevie Wonder versus Jefferson Airplane and through the looking glass. Poisoning someone based on digging through their past and then mimicing shit about them you don't like until they do what they want is obnoxious. Did it never occur to anyone to talk to the person? But you can't say that because then you're like Heidegger or an authoritarian. And screwing with someone when their back is turned and then making fun of them is easy - and if you complain about how it's done to other people you won't have people protecting you using the same stupid shit from people who are worse. I'm superstitious about everything because I keep being poisoned and I hurt all the time. And everything is broken. And people keep asking me how I am. And...and...and...and...and... You can not be racist and be unhappy and upset that any time you do anything you're followed constantly and fucked with. This week it's been rich people, poor people, schizos, gays, feminists, just about anyone with an agenda or a group at all - but that's "Metallica and Unforgiven". It's just depressing here. Who would want any of this?
Ok, listen up ladies (insert cause). What we're going to do is we're going to give him (insert) disease and then do something around him to show how cool women (insert group) are. So we scare the shit out of him right? And we're going to do it in a way that he can't call us out on it and we're going to use a large number of people so he can't figure out how it's done. And then if he complains about it this will prove he hates (women) and/or likes (other group). We'll do this repeatedly around him until he's ousted from society, makes friends, or decides to join a gang. And if he doesn't like it we'll criticize him for not having his own gang/cause/whichever and do stupid shit around him like "the sniffing general" from Vurt. Because he writes and he believes in "freedom" and that's the way he complains. We'll do this repeatedly until he can't do anything at all which will prove how cool we are and how we're worthy. And then when/if he gets out of it we'll blame him for whichever actions he can/does take as being evidence that he loves/hates people/groups, as he has no evidence that he was continually fucked with by everyone. If he doesn't look crazy enough when he starts to tell on us we'll just poison him repeatedly until he physically is sick.
And you can insert any fucking cause you want. Including freedom, the peace sign, feminism, communism, corporatism. It's just a bunch of people that are forming gangs so they can try and murder each other.
YOU DON'T KNOW ME. YOU'RE NOT BETTER THAN ME. *poison poison poison*. SEE NOW YOU'RE SICK! I TOLD YOU YOU WEREN'T BETTER THAN ME!
Keep going. Invite more people into San Francisco that only believe in the power of mobs. It's so annoying. I'm annoyed now because this isn't what I want to be doing. I'm going to go do something else. I'm tired and I hurt. I'm sleeping only a couple hours a night and I think I'm going blind now and my head hurts all the time. The CAT scan is normal. I also have 2 GB of medical records from San Francisco General from going to the hospital over 100 times which I uploaded to github. I'm keeping it private for the moment, but now I get to have that shit for the rest of my life.