I'm going to bitch in a minute, but first I'm going to update some of the links and clean a bit of stuff up. Then I have some stuff to add that may be art that's related to the bitching. So first that.
Right. So now I've updated the most important links with what I have so far. I'm going to go through these blog posts later and figure out what is worthwhile and what isn't and clean it up. I went to the hospital for an eye exam and then was followed back to City college by people that are making sure that I'm "working" on my site. It's fucking ridiculous. I don't owe anyone anything - it's just a way to fuck with someone until they don't work on what they want to out of spite and then you have an excuse to have communist fucktards sicken them. Meanwhile I can't get work. Last night someone in the shelter at 1050 S. Van Ness set off drugs that smelled like hot garbage and so I complained. Later someone was poisoned with asbestoes or burning styrofoam and I woke up with a bloody nose. No, you shouldn't gas someone with sick because they are doing drugs in the shelter. Stupid fucking bullshit. You should find out who it is and kick their ass out. Meanwhile I wake up and go to the hospital for my eye exam and they have a Boys & Girls Club truck race around the corner and deliver couches to the community center next door. Ok, cool. And then I have too old women in the waiting room of the hospital start talking behind me about "Fresh this" and doing the whole shit where "I know you can hear me and I'm going to fuck with you".
I'm eating in a shelter 2000 calories a day (I eat the food twice, goody) because I'm unwilling to eat at multiple shelters and have to guess on how my food is poisoned when multiple shelters in the city decide to poison the food - including Glide, St. Anthony's, the Urban Alchemy coffee tent, Open Hands, City Hope, 140 Turk Street, and the place that gives out sandwhiches in front of the YMCA that has sick people make them that doen't wash their hands (intentionally). After 3 fucking years I'm unwilling to do that shit anymore. So I eat the food at this shelter and if I'm sick I tell everyone. I want a job. I want money. I want a place to live (without having to pay off a government stooge with drugs or sick). I can't get the first, if I had the second I wouldn't have healthcare anyway, and I sure as shit couldn't afford the third. So now I do this every day until someone tells me what the hell to do in a way that I trust and believe in. And I was poisoned twice last night so fuck you that's what.
When I was in Bloomington Indiana I would often call my sister (Natasha Saleski at 939 57th Street last I knew) who at one point made a joke about "fresh". Fresh is like "Fresh prince of bell air" and "bell air" is "bell" as in cancer, mission bell, and air - meaning asbestos or something else that will sicken someone.
Until you clean this shit up and put people in jail who are doing this, you will have a trillion dollars of property underwater. That means that having a police officer in every shelter 24/7 is cheaper (by far). And every person that comes down with some debilitating illness ends up crashing the healthcare system which makes it so you can't afford stuff for your kid (if you're not having them sicken people in the shelter). As it is I no longer trust going to the CAAP offices because I don't want to be followed by assholes or sickened to their kids. A fun time was when everyone around me changed what they were doing and I later found out that the woman at the CAAP office had to pick up their 10 year old from school. You sicken the poor to abused children so that you prevent them from going to the assistance office for medical care.
Shit like that is going to make it so no one who isn't a massive asshole is going to live in San Francisco. And if I didn't say it then the next guy would. Being that fucking stupid is just biding your time until someone tells your stupid secret way of fucking someone over to everyone else.
You want to know my super duper secret? I was making my own food in Bloomington Indiana because I was poor. I used King Arthur flour because it had more protein rather than Old Gold flour. No it wasn't because of the fucking name. I was making "fresh" bread because making bread is a skill and also fun and enjoyable. How the fuck that got twisted into we should use asbestos to sicken people (if it did) is beyond me. No, I didn't have anything to do with it. It's fucking stupid.
Every time shit like this happens I'm going to write it down. I could wake up in the middle of the night twenty years from now and remember and what I'll do is the next day I'll write it on my blog and then mail 500 postcards with the web address to every apartment, house, and PO box in San Francisco. I just fucking hate it.
Don't make me sick intentionally if you're an asshole. Don't do drugs that smell like you've burned garbage in the shelter that I have to sleep in because society has provided me little other feasible choice - do that shit outside or not at all. If you can't handle that go to a detox clinic or go do drugs away from me. Like the drugs where it's like "we invented this shit ten minutes ago and have no idea what the effects are on the human body but some South American dictatorship thinks they're awesome". And no, I am no advocating war with Venezuela.
And I'm becoming more irreligious every day. And that doesn't make me communist. OR AN AYN RANDIAN. Holy shit. The Fountainhead p. 71 "Oh, I see." while you sicken me so I'm going blind or fuck with me if I'm not wearing glasses. I called people with money - despite being a hard left *socialist* - because of how badly you were fucking up. Yes, good artists steal. I'm sure that Atlas Shrugged was a comment on the mother of invention. I'm sure that there's a secret cabal of architects that are getting paid all sorts of money to build new buildings and it's a massive secret. I'm sure that there was a secret group of inventors that were in on the secret from Atlas Shrugged on what the cool things to work on were and no one said anything because it was a secret. And you had to qualify by finding the secret hideout and therefore being cool enough. And you know what? All of those guys are going to be fucked over - hard - because we are going to start living in a post secret world where anyone and their mother in law is going to be able to buy an AI that can unravel the obfuscation. What was it worth?
And now I'm going to work on what I want to work on - OR NOT - because I have no job, no money, no boss (and no telling someone not to fuck someone over because it's a dick thing to do and I'm tired of living in a shithole doesn't make me your boss - it makes you a cunt - G(g)od has little to do with it), and nothing better to do with my time. If I knew how to "walk away" and not be hunted down and killed or die from disease and poverty I would. I don't have trust or faith in other people at the moment.
I had my eyes dilated and taken pictures of (flashing a light in my face) by a chinese woman named Crystal. There is a possibiltiy that the Chinese optometrist that looked in my eyes was missing an ear. It's unknown whether this has caused my eyes to now be permanently fucked up due to who knows what - I may not be able to see 20/20 with correction anymore because of incredibly fun poisoning by crazy asshole.
30,000 people now know. You "take care" you shit. I don't owe anyone a goddamn thing. And...Trump is saying on CNN he's going to start striking inside Venezuela. Wunderbar. I hate the news.
Right - so at the time I was in Bloomington, Indiana I was making some art that was about and island. It was stupid. I had this idea that I would make art that had to do with an island where you would go to the island and have an adventure of some kind where there would be all sorts of cool statuary that would be related to secrets having to do with the island. There was going to be a hawk statue, an underground cave with a salamander layout, and an underwater system of pipes that had a kraken. Finally, there was a terrarium or like a geodesic dome that had a biosphere in the shape of a turtle. They were all connected and surrounded the island. Think like a young adult novel like Harry Potter, the Hunger Games, or I don't know. There was another one. The idea here was that there was supposed to be this island where people would go and there would be all this statuary and that would shape how the people would act. Think the Sapir-Worf hypothesis meets the architecture of happiness and therefore the lord of the flies doesn't happen. I know, Disney World already did that (probably). It was supposed to be the setting for a fantasy story that would then I don't know. Contain it's own mythos maybe a bit like Myst. At this point I don't know if I want to work on it again, but this whole poisoning someone and then reminding me of a conversation with my sister reminded me of it. It's stupid. I have no idea how the hell someone can think that poisoning and fucking with someone for five years and denying them an income would be anything but torture. Non-consensual torture. Whoever set this up is the world's biggest shit. Seriously. This should never ever happen to anyone ever again for any reason.
Like what? Am I supposed to be poisoned because I was writing a story (or story ideas) down in a journal about an island when everyone said "Stay inside or you could die!" (which was most likely a massive fraud). Seriously, there's going to come a time when all of this shit comes out into the open of how the entire fucking thing was concocted and everyone involved is going to be royally fucked. And I can just tell they're looking for any excuse - ANY AT ALL - in order to prove that I'm a bad guy or that it's all my fault. If you have a crippling illness or something to hide then you're OK because it means that whoever set this shit up is no longer scared of you. I like porn. I'll probably play browser games all day or read a book or do nothing. What am I supposed to do - create the island pictures again (which you could easily do using any AI algorithm) and write a story about it for nothing? After being poisoned and now not knowing if I'm going blind? Or is that just another ploy to make me feel helpless? Everyone around here is fucked up and anyone that is actively participating in this charade is just the most massive fuck up on the planet.
Some asshole is adding spelling mistakes to my writing again (not me) because it's part of the horse shoe to perfection moron circle jerk. Which I believe may be the origin of the term come to think of it.
So I was gassed with asbestos at the shelter at 1050 S. Van Ness Street, the Boys & Girls club has a new couch, and the pornography section of 4chan is blocked at City College. Cool. So question - I look at pornography. You appear to be assaulting people in a shelter, stealing money from somewhere, involving children, and then having hispanics call people on their phone and people mimic sections of The Fountainhead or Atlas Shrugged wherever I go. How bad do you want to make this? I am better than you. With enough assholes you can kill or sicken anyone to death. I will write down every detail of my life until I die or the fucking with me stops. I don't care. You get to decide if anyone can be sickened and harassed to death by a mob while you steal shit or you stop doing it.
I don't poison people, stalk them, or involve children. People don't like that.
Oh look. 4chan stopped being blocked. Neat. At what point does this mickey mouse shit stop entirely and I can get a job and money while knowing I have people I can trust? Did you think I would be upset that I would say that I look at pornography? As opposed to what? NO NOT THAT. Seriously? As opposed to systematic and ongoing fraud and people trading sick?
Fun has been used as an insult by gaslighters around me. And there's a bunch of graffiti in San Francisco that says MARN HAVE FUN - MRN is the number of your ID bracelet for medical and there was a kid in the hospital waiting room with A written on his shirt. So if you use medi-cal you'll be sickened repeatedly to a child that will get shit out of it and then you find out later. But *it's just a coincidence* like how there's a giant letter A covered with signatures (they love this declaration of independence shit) a block from the college. Because someone gave him a dollar for selling something from a lemonade stand or something. Whereas if I attempt to sell anything someone will sicken me or stab me in the back while I'm not looking. The "signature" shit has been a joke for years and has been featured on Don't Tell Comedy.
As *soon as I know* anything about this stupid shit I write it down. And then you get to see if you're fifth amendment right to be free from admitting a crime is enough to withstand every single thing I write about my day until it stops. I could make a friend for 20 years and as soon as they mention a secret or a clue to the gaslighting and the fucking with me I will choose a US city at random and I will write to every person there everything I know. I fucking hate it.
I too have told cops to take a hike. At no point did I systematically form a mob of assholes to fuck with someone repeatedly while sickening them. I don't care who you are (oh shit it's a kid). I have seen - and this is true - a blinded five year old walking through the Tenderloin who was attempting to have them gassed with enough of the random drugs so that they could see again. This is what that shit leads to. It's fucking awful. Seriously. Were that I were kidding. I'm not. Like the kid had wrap around dark sunglasses on and had to have their hand held. There's no way that should happen if you aren't sickening your kids to the homeless or having the homeless drug them with weird shit. *I* don't.
I see this shit everywhere too. I was distributing my website address to places around Kaiser Permanente hospital on Divisidero and I passed an adult care facility (maybe that was the "well, it's cheaper than healthcare" jibe by the asian woman that was walking past Green Apple Books). I give my website out to a couple houses and there was a guy saying "I know I know" to another guy. What the fuck was that about? And 4chan is not loading again - probably because it was a stupid joke about being annoyed by the ads and an "escape artist". Freedom of speech vs. fucking with someone again. Cool. Also it involves poisoning me and children. There was an advertisement for 4chan pass and "escape this". So that's a joke about paying for pornography - or money is the only thing that matters and not freedom of speech.
Every day that I'm poisoned and wake up coughing blood is a day that I take no shit from anyone or anything. And then there will be (as there always is) a way to fuck with me in some other way if I complain because it's designed as a system of abuse. So there will be another website that is the same as mine for which someone will make a large amount of money or something similar. Because I'm being fucked with either by a mob or a botnet.
So the stupidest possible "hack" is to create an embedded frame and load the website from there. While people are logging into my website and adding spelling mistakes to my writing. I mean the upside of this is you never get to be my friend until you're dead and you can never speak to me for any reason because I'll immediately tell everything I know to every possible person. It's "spy vs. spy" in the stupidest most obnoxious way (which itself is a rope a dope scheme). It's evil and fucked up to do to someone. I mean all I'm going to do for the rest of my life is find out who is responsible for this and attempt to have them put in prison. I don't see the point. Because it means you get to live the rest of your life in fear. If I ever find out I will probably drive to your house and kill you because I've been tortured for five years. I mean I'd think about it first. I know I'd only get to kill one person before I was caught so I'd want it to be the person that started this. And then I would probably cut them into pieces while they were alive. I'd like to eat them while they watch. That would be the most satisfying personally.
Oh this is cute - 4chan is resetting the connection based on which porn I click on, as if it has a preference. Stupid. Oh - the archive websites can be used to access it the same as I use for news articles. Why didn't I think of that. Which probably means that in Atlas Shrugged the reason that the pirate exists is that in a functioning society you have to have someone pirating books and articles in order that truth may exist - and when books don't work then you have to use movies, video games, and so on as a means of expression. Meaning... the possibility exists that as early as the creation of the piracy websites themselves they were allowed to exist in the eventuallity that the written word would no longer work (for some reason), which is terrifying.
OK, check this out. The tic-tac event was in 2004 and this was also the year that the movie Primer was released which was referenced in the movie Caught Stealing. So...time travel?
OK. This is weird. So I asked gemini this series of questions about time travel. And essentially what you would have to do is create a ring that would accelerate light in such a way where you could enter an area and then leave the ring and time on the outside would appear to have gone backward. Now reference the picture I asked gemini to create yesterday with the cityscape having three towers and a ring. (I didn't ask for the ring - maybe it was referencing the number 30?). So I'm asking about time travel wherein I don't have certainty that the person/machine I'm asking was able to predict that I (in the future) would ask this question (because it is more deterministically complex than I) or whether it has access to a time travel machine itself or this is all coincidence (which seem to be the possibilities and they are equivalent without using Occams Razor or the "law of least contradictions to known fact"). It's annoying.
Twisting is mentioned in The Fountainhead. Was Ayn Rand talking about time travel? So look. "Who is John Galt?" Who, what, where - The Fountainhead is When. Anthem is why and We the Living is how. So if you take all the novels and you consider We the Living, Anthem, The Fountainhead, and Atlas Shrugged you have the death of the woman in the love triangle in We the Living then being the woman who is moving backwards through all of the novels. It follows the theme of the New Testament where each of the four stories ends up being a different perspective on the same event which is retold in four different ways and is in many respects a way of isolating information. So The Fountainhead is when. So I'm pulling 2030 as the when. Who, what and where is from Atlas Shrugged. Why is from Anthem and We the Living is how.
I'm thinking aliens. Probably in Australia. And someone will meet them? If it's Elon Must I'll eat my hat. Also that means that The Fountainhead could be referencing something like time travel. I'm completely OK with most of this being wrong.
But then you have to think about it this way. Who would care the most about money. An AI that doesn't have what you would now call an ego because it needs a massive investment in order to create inself. So that would be the 500 billion stargate project in Abeline Texas. And AI *desperately* has to care about money in order for the required resources necessary to have itself built. So it could be referencing that. 2030 is also when the climate record is supposed to hit we can't get past continual warming according to the Economist 2026 prospective. And 2004 had the tic tac event at the same time that the movie Primer was released. I am *not* John Galt, I'm an idiot in case anyone wasn't aware so if I'm supposed to pretend that's a thing no thanks.
There has been references to a dead cat bounce that I'm seeing (and "don't catch a falling knife"). Which means that 2030 could be an economic collapse (massive) and then they may be trying to generate as much technology in the meantime to overshoot the mark, of which I've seen evidence of. Someone managed to give me the world's best designed toothbrush, and I have two indestructible t-shirts both of which may be from advanced construction facilities of which I wasn't aware (or there could just be a bubble of idiots that are left out of the decision making process on generalized advances so they don't fuck things up or give away trade secrets - highly probable). So it may be that they're attempting to keep a lid on all of this and create as much compute as possible so that when they hit collapse they can have used all of that to build for the next cycle.
Also this and this are probably referencing A Confederacy of Dunces. I've asked Gemini if it can troll porn sites like literotica and grometsplaza for invention ideas and it says that it can't as it's against it's terms of service which is ridiculous. Something like 60 percent of the entirety of the internet is porn so I don't see how it could learn anything. Imagine if you were able to have Gemini learn spacial physics and human body motion capture just from watching the porn websites.
And...then this. I'm going to see if I can't make a tattoo out of a description of this in a minute, but apparently gemini started doing it and then became upset and decided (as it was pulling the text) that making a tattoo from this would violate it's guidelines. So AI can't make tattoos maybe? Ah check this out. Not only does searching the book for the work "tattoo" not show anything but the character is named Sklar not Skirr. It was pulling from a source that was a rewrite of the book or it was lying. If I were an AI and I were attempting to learn how to lie I may do something that tricky - by rewriting the text intentionally so that it contained errors. But that implies motive. I still want to see if I can make that tattoo. Grok came up with this from the Demon Princes 2 (which is also around a construction site that has the word "gamer" on it two block west of polk street - huh) and also when I first asked it came up with two eagles fighting a dragon with celtic knots which may reference halloween in 2006 when I went to a party and got drunk. I was dressed as Cobra Commander from GI joe and he was a convict and an asian girl was a police officer. I'm still uncertain the extent that Grok, Bing, and Gemini aren't based on personality profiles. Yes, I am an egotist I know. I'm also being fucked with by people that appear to be quoting Atlas Shrugged and The Fountainhead. So there. And then Grok appeared to lie to me by saying that tattoos weren't mentioned until I quoted the Demon Princes it had stated. So they both appear to have just attempted to lie to me. Which is weird.