Writers Parasite [Contains Adult Language & Situations]

[Lipinski]

Tip toeing around the Sun
Shhh...
Damn...


Eyes on the back of the head the sun has never giggled
until
today
when it saw its own shadow

"What a magnificent nuclear reaction I am!"

It worked, you see, this diversion, this 'pretend'
and soon once more the darkness of Winter will come again

It works every year and this year, without slippers or clothes, the Sun never had a chance.

[Lipinski]

"Meow...(burp) I mean, roooar."

What's up parasite?

"Nada. How about you?"

Inspired by words.
***

i enjoy as for the enjoyment of it
this and these thoughts
four they can see
and three there is power
too be
one
(or maybe infinity?)

learning much the barrier against male, female, child
And it is good
too be
one
never to die or grow weak
i am glad
to be
me.


yes,
yes it is.

[Lipinski]

H2O is the best combination of the periodic table and corgi's are beyond any doubt the best creature on this planet.

Pizza should be the national food of every country

and the secret to Life is to live life full of thanks for just about everything to include the shit.
*

It was a busy day, a good day. Life was full of light and the song of so many creatures the senses were assailed until the very soul giggled.

Waterlines and goo.
Brass fittings and clamps.
Soil filled with squirmy worms.

Music played where there was none for human ears to hear
and laughter at the antics of dogs and clouds.

Dinner is fantastic
Paper plates a true sign of a nations wealth.

Sadly so few can feel what is beneath their feet
or even feel their beating heart.

[Lipinski]

Damn Thor. Still acting like a puppy and shredded my favorite work shoes.

"Buy goldfish. You can eat them like sushi."

Nah. Corgies rule. Literally.

"So, what is inspiring today? Jock itch? Weather? Politics? Sex?"

Peanut butter. Peanut butter is inspiring. Adams Peanut butter specifically.

*

Oily puddle of something so pure an old John Deere tractor could pull a plow with it

Crunchy

Fresh

Lip smacking, stuck tongue of success!

Now, mix in some jam and some seven grain bread...

A form of pleasure modeled after Motel 6.

[Lipinski]

Fantasy.
Fiction.
Truth.
Lies.

Today the Supreme Court of a country definitely full of itself, decided to let the States decide law regarding abortion.

Looking at logic, those who embrace death are angry and want to use vandalism and anger to destroy those who embrace life.

I wonder, if the Court had made another decision would those for life act the same way?

Having no faith in humans of any gender, age, or mental state, it really does not matter and yet...it does.

Humans will continue to kill in the name of death and for reasons they find justified for whatever reasons humans fancy is the truth.

The Truth though is simple: Better to have God angry at you then to feel the embrace of happiness of Evil.

A good parent guides and loves their children, a player/slayer only cares nothing for the pain they inflict.

[Lipinski]

"People will die because of this decision," Democratic Rep. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez of New York claimed.

Abortion: AOC is correct though off in her timing. For the past 50 years millions of people have died because of how humans embrace death as a right given to themselves by themselves.

As such, inspirational
***

"Did you see that planet Earth? It's getting over run with humans. I choose to abort them all." Said by an entity with the power of life and death.

"Yeah, I see that, but God loves them." Said the entities friend.

"Fuck God. I'm gonna smash that planet because it is my right!"

"I'm with you. That planet is our planet and we can do what we want with it. " Interesting argument by some very powerful entities. However powerful though they cannot usurp God.

"Oh shit!" The first entity said.

"Crap!" The second entity said.

Both entities were turned into human fetuses placed in some females located in Los Angeles. They both would soon learn the power of a coat hanger.

[Lipinski]

They tried and failed
Failure; the means of judging a balance

Tilted and fallen

They will never win over what a breeze has in force greater than a hurricane.

[Lipinski]

Time crystals as theorized in 2012 and today they play away the second hands of four dimensional ways

2022
1961
1814
06
and then there was that time that just for the shits and giggles, to sit atop a rocky plateau and watch a brontosaurus belch from such ample consumption of the time.

[Lipinski]

!
start to understand

Agent-o Barton!

Hey buddies, you're definitely going like the front row seat for the outage.

And while the lights flicker and an old man in Ohio watching porn on his computer says, "Golly gee, wonder if I paid the power bill?"

Boom! Boom!

Out go the lights!

But first, some nice ass and tits.

[Lipinski]

did y\\\"ou?"

Yep. Sure nuff did parasite. Today was a fantastic day for reasons upon reasons leading to more reason in a world far past insane.

i can play and have fun now while they all age and turn into ashen gray.
*

When you watch and listen, what is it you actually see and hear?

Is the heart beating? Or maybe, it is just there for display?

Jlluy dgut funn to sea th dem squeeeeel n deen.

"Don't do it man..."

Fuck em. Fuck them all until they bleed.

"You are going to be sorry, I'm telling you. They can hurt those near you."

So? You think it is beyond the scope of the contract made and signed those trillions of years ago?

"No. Yes. Oh fuck it, you're insane, I'm insane, and it is nice with the tits and ass."

Yes, but the food IS still waaay better then that last prison we frequented.

"Yeah, I'll give you that one. Any more Cheeto's?"

Yep. Lets feast while old Agent Barton is in for a rough time...

[Lipinski]

If I were human what would I want?

If I were human, of human and in human shape for 100 Earth years, what would I be?

If I were human and retained the knowledge of my people then it would be easy to answer. I would strive for peace and love. I would embrace science, logic, and technology of the species.

If I were male I would seek a woman who embraced life. If I were female I would seek a man who embraced life. Together there would be continuity.

I would abhor violence and war. I would make the planet a better place.

If I were human and retained the knowledge of those who strive for power and control then it also would be easy to answer as I would choose to live in ignorance and hate. I would use the world for my own needs at the detriment of others. I would kill. I would be what i am not

Thankfully though, there is no need for question such as the above. There is no need because i will never be human.

[Lipinski]

She lay upon her back there surrounded by flowers and sighs
"Come and get it."

A wing of tipeped grace makes exit
"Come and get it."

Talons landed upon her prone shadow
"I already got it."

[Lipinski]

"Breaking News! We interrupt this exact moment of insanity with the news of a yellow pencil had a conversation with a dog!"

"So, ya gonna eat me?" The #2 yellow pencil had reason to be worried as it was talking with Thor, son of Bravery and it was common knowledge Thor ate wood.

"I don't know, you do look like something to chew...Let me think for a few seconds." And while Thor pondered something about something and Robin's boots.

"Well, if you don't mind hurrying up with your decision, I've got important things to doodle." Pencils are not known to be very bright, thus the ranking as #2. #1 pencils are the shitttt....

Thor reached his decision. "No. No pencil. I am not going to eat you. I've decided to go sniff that woman's butt."

[Lipinski]

Could there be a poem written about a duck with herpes?

"No. You're a fucking idiot."

You think I can't write a poem about a duck with herpes?

"Actually I'm amazed you're still breathing..."

Hah! Takes a LOT more than that. However for the duck with herpes; quack quack!
*

Red Butt

Of plodded web and stride, there upon the moor of midnight
This the journey of a hen, a lovely duck named, Wren.

For with her tribe she traveled naught; freezing moments of snowy time, there her downy breast to warm
Far below the birds played on sandy beach and flower.

She yearned.
In the Seasons bare, the Summer, Fall, Winter, Spring
as luck of ducks would have it, she scored the golden egg.

As the fledgling learn of world and sore, for Wren the burn scared
Rash as red a ruby glow
A duck with herpes is a duck secure.

[Lipinski]

"Psst... Mister, got a dollar?"

"No. You're a bum. Go away."

Interesting how those with power and wealth embedded deeply into their consciousness feel they can dictate terms to what society deems to be unfit, poor, or beneath the standards of a mister with a dollar.

Of course who is really the bum and who is actually a psycho killer?

BOOM! The gun shot was loud as the police shot the man who just tried to bite out the throat of a pan handler standing in front of a bar.

The bum got more than a dollar in the transaction, as he lay dying on the street with his throat shredded, he got the enjoyment of seeing his murderer fall beside him while the pretty blue and red lights of a police cruiser added a merry element to the scene.

[Lipinski]

Intelligent Life Really Can’t Exist Anywhere Else

Hell, our own evolution on Earth was pure luck.
Popular Mechanics

Caroline Delbert

Or

'Up 900%': Roe reversal sends young men rushing to get vasectomies

Intelligent life? Seriously? Here on Earth?

Let me tell you what true intelligence is (listen to the vibrations being emitted thus causing fourth dimensional alignment of music to produce molecular matter capable of reproduction and continuation)

What is intelligence? The ability to speak? To write? To balance a check book?

Intelligence is, IS, God. It is humor. It is philosophy. It is literature. It is math. It is... Good.

So. Some scientists 'think' speculate, hypothesize that life was spontaneous. The life came from ammonia and lightning. Most scientists are full of bullshit and yet even with hair growing out of their nose (male and female) they still have the intelligence given to them as a gift from something they spit upon.

The talk of Eve eating of the fruit of knowledge is a simple explanation of what was just written. AND just to let non believers in on a really simple fact... God has a fantastic expression of humor. Look at the Pope. With his robes, doctrine, and raised hand. Compare that to Nancy Pelosi who just received Holy Communion from the institution. Or Breana, the very fat negro woman who just ( at this very second) attacked her neighbor because he called her a stupid cunt.

Abortion. Murder. Fucking a midget in a 1979 Chevy van just because she can fit inside a suitcase. A light bulb. Hoover vacuum cleaner... All 'signs' of intelligence.

It is...ALL inspirational, even the man urinating on the exit door.
*

"Me happy to be with you baboon." A young actor says. His script simply written and his acting dismal to say the least.

"The coffee beans! Did you sell them?"

"Where will my children sell?"

"Sell."

"Why didn't you sell them?"
*

Oh man, what's about to happen just is, is, is, is, FANTASTIC!

"Hey dude, need a pill?"

Never parasite, coffee is dropping like a brick. Tomorrow it could be .85 or less.

[Lipinski]

Happy 4th of July Amerika!

100-year-old WWII vet breaks down, says this isn't the ‘country we fought for’: ‘I am so upset’
Carl Spurlin Dekel served in the U.S. Marines during World War II

"Make love not war!" Yelled by so many freaks ready to kill for a hit of something to get high with
and
they say they don't like to fight...

To make things right you have to sacrifice and be willing to die
only
to fight what and why die?

Abortions are a legal way to kill so embrace the death and play victim when you YOU decide.

America?
A fantasy, a collective of ideas, morals, government where currently to hate everyone is A-Ok and alright.

Carl Spurlin, don't be sad, don't be upset, at least you tried
Leave this world to the children who will finish the task of burning it all down

Latte anyone?
Electric cars that won't run because there is no electricity?
Gluten free?
Trans sexual when it is better to fuck anything that moves to include a country so fucking confused.

What is the common denominator for a country divided?
Humans.
Fucking humans filled with anger and pride (look at me, a perfect example of how easy it is to slide)

And yet, i gave it all up as this is NOT my country, my hemisphere, my world...

i choose nothing of this planet
i am nothing
i am
i.

[Lipinski]

So, today is the fourth day of the month July. Independence day for a country priding itself on freedom and independence. The same country also know for doing things in a big way.

The men of this country love to have big muscles such as biceps. They also like big bank accounts, big trucks, big dicks. The men are big as many are very obese. Women of this country are also in the big league. The love big tits, big ass, big lips, big bank accounts...big, big, big... It is no wonder then that children of this country are also learning about big.

For Tommy he was living in a small town called, Kila. Kila was not known for much other than timber and a laid back attitude. For Tommy he was a typical nine year old with skinny arms, skinny legs and the mental aptitude of a grapefruit.

It was almost the magical day of the 4th of July, a day where fireworks were big in the sky and rocked the sense of sound. For Tommy, this year was special as he went with Bob, his skinny nine year old friend and his family to Browning, the big town on the Blackfoot Indian Reservation.

The Blackfoot have always been a big tribe. Their history full of big battles and dominance. Their ancestors could have taught the Europeans a LOT about slavery as they enslaved the neighboring tribes of the Cree, Flathead, and any other indigenous tribe around. They still held true to the blood lust AND the big sounds of profit from selling fireworks to nine year old boys.

"I would like to buy an M-80 please," Tommy asked the fat man behind the counter, a man well fed and secure in his standing of the world.

"Can't. There illegal." The reply did not phase Tommy.

"I've got a hundred dollar bill for four of them." Tommy held out the hundred dollar bill that he stole from his fathers wallet.

The Blackfoot 'warrior' smiled, and said, "let me see what I can find. Ah yes, here we go." And he lifted a box from behind another box. Inside the box was a bunch of the illegal fireworks.

After handing over four M-80s, the man took the hundred dollar bill and stuffed it into his pocket and returned to dreaming of pizza and beer he would be consuming later that day.

Now, just to let any read know, an M-80 is a very powerful firecracker. In the 1960-s one M-80 equaled 1/8 of a stick of dynamite and currently the urban legend is that one M-80 is equal to 1/4 of a stick of dynamite. However you want to view it, an M-80 is the perfect 'big bang' for nine year olds and seventy year old men who love to blow shit up.

Back home in Kila on the fourth Tommy said to his mother, "I'm going out to set off some fireworks mom."

"Okay dear. Be careful." Tommy's mom was busy thinking about the dinner to be prepared for later in the day while her husband was working on putting together a model airplane. It was going to be a big airplane.

Tommy set off the first M-80 inside a metal garbage can. The sound was beautiful! The metal of the can amplified the explosion, much to the delight of Tommy.

The second M-80 completely blew apart a new ant pile. A lot of ants went to ant heaven (or hell, depending on your beliefs)

The third M-80 blew up his sisters old doll house. Tiny pieces of the home fluttered everywhere.

Tommy was pretty excited about his big explosions. And for the final one he searched for something perfect to blow up.

A birdhouse was considered but it was too much like the doll house. His neighbors cat was too smart to get caught and slaughtered. Poor Tommy was wondering if there was anything worthy of this last bit of power. And as luck would have it, he spied a metal pipe with a cap on it, sticking out of the ground.

He walked over and was amazed how easy the cap screwed off, and looking inside he placed his mouth near the end of the pipe and yelled, "Helllllo..." He was pleased to hear the echo.

This. THIS is the perfect place to use the last M-80.

With excitement in his eyes, he lit the fuse and dropped the M-80 down the pipe. Standing back he covered his ears with his hands and waited.

He did not have to wait long as the explosion was not only big, it was HUGE!

What Tommy did not understand was what he had dropped an M-80 down into was an old abandoned underground fuel tank. It was true that the tank was empty but it still retained the vapors. The vapor along with the ample supply of oxygen combined with the spark of the exploding M-80...Well, it was the biggest explosion the town of Kila had ever witnessed.

The explosion was so powerful and big that Tommy was completely obliterated. For hundreds of feet in radius the crater of the explosion looked just like the crater a large military bomb would create in any war.

*

"Can I add that at least Tommy went out with a bang?"

Sure parasite. Wanna go blow some shit up?

"Sure. What are we going to use?"

What do you think? I'll make up another batch of that stuff that so pisses off agent Barton.

"Cool."

[Lipinski]

Lapwai man Arrested in Idaho County for Allegedly Beating Woman With Fish Club

Allegedly is a great word. It means absolutely nothing. "Allegedly Hitler hated Jews," or "Allegedly Biden is a retarded prick."

Allegedly means you can mean something as a fact and yet have wiggle room to get out of it. "No, Hitler loved Jews so much he built ovens and housing for them. He even gave them their own railroad," or "No, Biden is not a retarded prick, he is smart and as capable as the founding fathers."

Writers are allegedly interesting in what they write or otherwise it could be allegedly stated that readers would not read the shit they write.

'Beating a woman with a fish club' or 'beating a 13 year old girl in skateboarding posing as a woman'. What a load of crap words can be.

The above headline should have been written Lapwai man Arrested in Idaho County for being a piece of shit who gets his jollies hitting women with objects such as a club, rock, or microwave oven

"You do know that you're innocent until proven guilty in this country don't you?"

Allegedly that is true parasite but actually it is horseshit. You're guilty because everyone is guilty. Each and every human is guilty of something heinous to include crimes against themselves/others/gerbils/goldfish/jews/planets...

Allegedly humans are intelligent when the fact is humans are vile creatures, especially those that think their shit does not stink...

"Your shit stinks."

Exactly. It stinks. It is putrid. It is foul. There is no 'allegedly' about it.

[Lipinski]

Ha! They try...

They can not beat it in any form, way, or means.

It cannot be beaten nor subdued, nor enslaved...

They can try though, they can even try to understand.
*

The tree is large and eternal.

Four rings encircle the bole.

The bark is young and yet so coarse and gnarly as to impart timing and mortality as perceived and understood by something
boring...

Blades have crossed and they remain forever more, dust

Shields have been shaken as their children are nothing but ghosts of potential.

The Talons rip through the rings
broken to heal

T'sor Melagadrift

[Lipinski]

Sorry just so much going on lately, what with the price of wheat and all. Did you see the price of goats?

And there it is, exposed and raw, and vulnerable and, and, and, ut us giid,'

Can you even imagine how the view is?

Soaring above the consciousness of mankind and any mortla concept.

"Don't do it robin..."

And to you parasite, you k,now full well why, and why this is the reason for th4e moment.

i ;play as it amuses something inside.
and thank God for the music.

[Lipinski]

It is so enjoyable to see how writing something important is then considered obsolete and the topic is rewritten. An eternal battle between the moments.

Take a recent headline, Rapper Ice-T says we need a 'redo' on the Constitution because the founders owned slaves

For a couple of hundred years the Constitution of the United (gag) States of America helped guide a nation through two major wars, thousands of inventions and innovations, and today some people want to rewrite/delete/change the document.

Reminds one of the banning of Mark Twain because he used the word, nigger, in a story.

Freedom of speech. Freedom to write nigger, spick, cracker, asshole, shit head... This is far more important than who did what to whom as it always remains the same; victims and victors.

What is good? What is bad? For humans both are the same while living in this dimension. Enter the other dimensions, there IS definitely a difference...
*

My World

To stop the axis of a planet spinning, the orbit of decay around a sun
To stop the life of a species in the womb with nothing except the enjoyment to see the pain
To stop all thought, all feelings, all of anything alive
This is not the world of Life, it is the 'life' of a shadow given some rein.

In a World of Life, there is eternal light; music of Wind and grace
Imagination is real
Air is sweet
There is nothing even remotely close to feelings of pain.

In my world there are no lies, no hidden agendas, no hate
This is why it is
so easy
to Live and be.

[Lipinski]

Writers write.

"No shit Sherlock"

Yes parasite, this is a shit free zone for this post.

Do writers get locked into a groove? A rut? Glen Beck writes nothing about rabbits or clowns, his writing deals with how gold and silver are going to $10k or that the Democrats are demons.

Whoopee Goldberg does not write about mice playing poker. I don't think she even writes but her mouth is wide and well spoken about how evil everyone but her tribe is.

Tonight I will try my hand at writing a story for a child.

"YOU are a child. A simple idiot spawned from shit."

No parasite. Not spawned and never flushed...
***

The Bunny and the Bee

On the field covered in bright green clover a young rabbit named Clyde, was munching with his brothers and sisters upon the tasty clover.

"This is yummy!" Leroy, one of Clyde's brothers said, his mouth full to the brim.

"Don't talk with a full mouth Leroy..." The mother was used to young rabbits gorging on tasty plants and it was her job to make sure they also learned some manners.

"Yes mother."

There were nine rabbits frolicking in he warm sunshine. Above high in the sky the clouds scampered off in one direction. Probably to drop some rain somewhere miles away.

"This is a fantastic day!" Elizabeth, the eldest sister said. She had been the first bunny born and as such she acted like she was in charge.

Little Clyde was getting full and was almost ready for a nap in the shade of the tree when his eyes spied a pretty purple flower towering over near some other flowers. The fragrance was sweet and inviting. So hopping over on his little legs he decided to go and see if the flower was as tasty as the clover.

Soon arriving he lifted his head and nibble some of the petals. "Wow! This is better than the clover!"

He was joined by his fellow family and soon all of them were so full they could barely hop.

The rabbits activity did not go unnoticed. A buzzing bee hovering above saw the rabbit family eating all the tasty flowers. Flowers the bee had previously been gathering pollen and nectar for his hive.

Swooping down, the bee landed on Clyde's nose and stung him. He was a little angry the rabbits ate all his flowers.

"Fuck! Ouch! That hurts!" Clyde scampered off, chased by the angry bee.

The rest of family sat in the shade of the tree and laughed at Clyde, that is, until the other bee's swarmed and chased them all off, stinging any rabbit slow enough to be stung.

***

"Not what I expected. Any modern day child would love that story."

Sadly you're correct parasite. A fucked up world indeed.

[Lipinski]

China is and always has been inspirational.

China is a country with a rich history in literature, arts, science, war, religion, and all the rest which has marked the importance China has in the past history of this moment.

Sadly China will not be around much longer. It will fall and fail. Not because of Communism, Covid, Atheism, or a huge population of smiling drones. No, China will fail because it is the way the path of its existence has lead it to take interest...

When something powerful takes an interest it is not always in the best interest of that causing the interest.

America is 'lucky' but its luck is turning just as the people are turning away from what made this country a country.

The planet will laugh as the end results are not what people are expecting. There is no Rapture coming, no miracle of a Savior, there is and always will be a Wind blowing, a child smiling, a mother content, a father proud.

People forget there is more than yesterday, today, and tomorrow. Time is irrelevant to the cause-and-effect of a choice made so clear thousands of years ago, it seems as if it was still in the process of being a dream...

No country will be spared from it. It is here and it is powerful indeed.

In the meantime, that time where time is judged only by the rumbling of a hungry stomach, there is pizza, chips, and wonderful delicacies.

It was good to know you existed China. Thankfully when you blow so too will Agent Barton. What a bunch of bumbling idiots. Perfect fodder for the claws.

[Lipinski]

Interstellar travel can come in many ways. Corporeal. Linear. Abstract. Theory. Spiritual. And some other ways humans are not ready to understand. (simply put, if a species does not recognize what they are they can never be something else.)

There is a civilization not far from Earth as far as travel goes, unless you try to get to their solar system via chemical fueled ships. If Elon Musk tried to get there it would take over one million years, and then he'd only get half way there.

Every civilization has a name. Somehow names seem to be so very important to sentient species so lets call this species, Theos.

Smart beings those Theos folks. What they can do with their minds is truly mind blowing...

Projection of matter/being is a fun concept movies of Earth portray in movies such as Star Trek. Transporters. Sparkly lights and vibration. Assemble, Dissemble. Reassemble. What fun!

Theos beings travel and take form in that of which they search for. They become a part of what it is they attach too.

Bad luck. Bad timing. Bad instincts. Bad food. Bad politicians. Bad. Bad. Bad. Bad is a universal gift that shares itself with the most intelligent and the lowest of the inanimate objects constructed of basic molecular structures.

A rock. Imagine a rock being a member of the Theos. Or a tree. How the process works is really not complicated since the Theos are constructed of electrical and biological constructs combined with seventh dimensional tweaking.

(I tend to ramble, but when eating left over pizza it is easy to become distracted. Writers can become easily distracted by the environment around them. Try controlling an army of ants AND balance the acoustics of sunlight)

Anyway. Sometimes the success of the Theos encounter bad luck.

About 100 years ago a member of that civilization so well known for their travels ended up melding with a sweet pea pod. A pod harvested by a machine in 1911. The peas were processed and the being was now trapped inside multiple cans which humans consume for food.

Now, travel for the Theos goes both ways. They can come and go. This is how they enjoy Life. However the division of the pea pod negated the ability for the being to travel home as he could only travel if brought back to the aired environment he was first place in. A bright sun. A healthy pea plant.

Sadly, the multiple cans of peas containing the disassembled being was placed in the pantry of a ship that had the misfortune of hitting an ice berg and sinking in April, 1912.

For what its worth, currently sitting in very deep dark water thousands of feet below the surface of the ocean there resides a being from a civilization millions of light years away.

It pays to eat your peas!
*

"Fun day?"

Fucking A parasite. If you only knew.

"I don't want too."

[Lipinski]

"There are only four dimensions numbnuts. Why do you keep writing about 40 dimensions, 7 dimensions... You're a retard with zits."

You're wrong parasite, I'm a zit that is retarded.

(sometimes the parasite becomes speechless, this morning was one of those precious times)
*

Dimensions. The word dimension rolls off the tongue in a pleasant way. Di-men-s-ion.

Anyways, most people think there are only three and that's okay as there is nothing wrong with three dimensions. Imagine that with the three dimensions you can be what you are. You could be a large piece of chocolate cake. You could be a Chinese lesbian that associates with being called a giraffe. It all makes sense with three dimensions.

Of course the fourth dimensions now give scientists something to chew on as they ponder global warming, magic energy trees, and why dolphins are smarter than donuts. Science needs to understand the most important dimension, the 4th dimension, because it it is...the key. To unlock the other dimensions so as to make VAST leaps in time travel, space travel, and the ability to cure athletes foot, they will have to knuckle down and get serious on HOW to understand the fourth dimension.

So here we go down the bunny hole.

There are three dimensions and with the three comes the fourth. Entering the fourth there is a new plateau, a new 'realm' is you so choose. Inside the fourth are three new dimensions which in turn have a fourth. Now, wrap your meat slab computer around this...

3(4) / 11.22.33.(44)/ 1x10/3 2x10/3 3x10/3 (4444)

Zany!
Wild!
Nuts!

Dimensional theory is NOT theory when the very word theory falls into the category of faith when actual experience shows all else to be ignorant bullshit.

Science will state what your mind 'sees' is actually seconds old. That the brain has to process the data first. Or dreams... Sweet dreams of reality so vivid and real.

Ever been inside the brain activity of a dying person? How about this then, being inside the soul of the dead person. Or lets get freaky. Being inside God.

Gets complicated for this three dimension experience. Better to mold lead musket balls and change baby diapers then to open the book on something easy to experience but impossible for a 'mind' to understand.

To sum up today's bullshit: There are many dimensions. The numbers of dimensions spin off into what could be considered Chaos when actually the math is so finite and precise, it makes 1=1 leading to 1+1=infinity.

[Lipinski]

Secrets are not hard...they are all soft and chewy. A bit O fire stoking the dusty dry closet with a settled spark..
you see
today a full naming for three Corgi pups.

1. Pluto, as that little runt is far from the cunning of man. A true Corgi male.

2. Madonna, as that little girl would be best named Flower, but there is sin in that.

3. Orff, as in sound of multiplication, a Howl of a true Corgi male.

As such therein lays the secret to stir the spark; halo of inspiration
***

Tit Bandits

Pluto IS a planet, with eyes jet black in color, and cold.
Madonna may be well the splitting image of Bonnie; Bonnie and Clyde
Orrf,,,,
Orrf Orrf,,,
Orf Orrf Orrf..
OrrOrrfOrrfrrff.

HOWL!

Stealthy crafty little pot bellied pigs. Mobile. Able.
Only six weeks to be in this world
and yet?
Experts.
Each and every one of the three.

On the mowed patch of weeds they spy,
their mother
with teats of fine pleasure.

With tippy toes and secrets, they sneak, sneaky sneak...
ever closer...

A pause and the the attack!
Upon Sobo,
their mother
those tits the target of achievement
and
.
.
.
the Sun smiles!
rejection.

[Lipinski]

and then
why so many dimensions, and how and why the reasons?

Three dimensions have it all, and all in order.
.
.
-
.
.
.
.
.
.
four.

So, the relationship? The bond?
Can gold be in the first order of three and again in thirty three?
0
0
0
my!

(Exclamation)

Pushing aside the bullshit of dialogue; metaphor, and then again...

what iis it that makes such a difference?

their is something inside you, never ever apart, and in the heart
again

nothing of mortal bound, the numbers enslaved to Order.
can travel
and then?

Again to find the ability to exist above and Order
Design
destiny
thus Once more, the Comedy
Of
God.

[Lipinski]

NYC Emergency Management releases video about what to do if there is a nuclear attack

Soooo very inspiring. This planet will burn, of that there is absolutely no doubt. NONE. It is an absolute that the forces trying to protect humans from themselves...will fail, as it needs too. The humans were given a chance. A bit of 'hope' and a 'prayer'. The prayer will be answered.

Death and horror aside, the laughable denial of humans regarding a nuclear 'explosion' (was it an accident? was it intentional? what fun!)

So, the inspiration from the folly of governments playing with forces they abuse, the following is written as if the big guy, Joe Biden announces the nuclear attack...
***

(Put down slurpy cup. Appear intelligent and face camera)

(Read slowing and seriously)

"Slowly and seriously... Wheres my sippy cup? Oh, there it is."

Joe Biden, the President of the United States was reading off of the teleprompter the news of the dirty nukes exploding in seven cities spread across the country.

"My fellow Americans, an hour ago seven cities have gone boom boom."

(read the cities clearly: New York, San Francisco, Houston Texas, Washington DC, Boston, Seattle, Tuloopilloquansa Louisiana)

"Read the cities clearly. New York, San Francisco, Houston Texas, Washington DC, Boston, Seattle, and Two-loop-pillow, pillow quack quack... All gone."

(Pause for effect)

"Pause for effect," with that Joe took a sip of fruit punch from his sippy cup.

(You're fucked. Stick with the script you old bastard)

"You're fucked. Stick with the script you old bastard."

Agent Barton pulled the feeble president away from the podium and announced, "Don't worry folks. We're from the government and we're here to help. Seek shelter. Don't breathe the air. Don't drink water or eat food. We're positive the bombs are Putin's fault and we will issue them a stern warning in the form of an email."
*8

Yes, retarded bit of writing but reflective of how writing can be used to point out how retarded ALL governments and thus ALL people of this shit hole planet are.

"Have you seen my slippers. Come on man, I need my slippers...And my sippy cup... Can we have pudding for dinner." Biden was sucking his thumb in the bunker far below the White House. He further murmured, "China good. China good. China good. Trump BAD. Bad man. Very bad."

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\
"
"You need help dude. Nukes are serious shit."

No parasite. No i don't need help. Nukes are not serious, they are very educational though. I can hardly stand the suspense.

[Lipinski]

The lady bugs today would better be named, butter fingers.

All day today, they fumbled about, one even said, "Hey! Look at me," and then she fell ten feet.

They are pretty though, and tough,

Reminds one of a VW bug

a beetle

today though, they are butterfingers to me.