WOULD YOU LIKE TO PLAY?

A GAME
[THIS IS NOT A GAME]

Y/N(y)[<>]e- (groupies?)/CHOKING.GAME?+WHIPS,CHAINS&DUNGEONSTUFF…
NUCLEARTECH/SELLAFIELDCORRUPTION.
JOHN MAJOR “VAUDEVILLE_DIRTYSQUAD” / HOUSE OF {LOVELY PLACE FOR AN ORGY, THIS}

HERE I HAVE A PUZZZLE:
PEEKING THROUGH THE VEIL…

[ANONYMOUS = HELLO, PRIVACY DISAPPEARED IN THE ‘70S…]
[YOU… MY FRIEND… WE KNOW… YOU NEED TO GET LAID[ LET US ENTERTAIN YOU…][GoA(T.minus)]<oi… am I on camera in my home?”?>

[@WIZ?VIP.ON=”ladies.are.ready.AUTOMATION>EXPERTS/-OBSCENITY TOLERANCE: BEYOND MILITARYGRADE

F**ING HELL MATE. OR “HELLO EVERYBODY…”

DON’T WORRY, I’M NOT GOING HEATHROW. I’M DOING LONDON CITY, BUNCEFIELD, NORTHWOOD OR NORTHOLT, BUT NOT CHELMSFORD, AND CERTAINLY NOT HEATHROW. I HAVE A NOVEL BISEXUAL DESIGN OF SINGLE (ISH_1X LADY + 2X KIDS + LUGGAGE) SEAT / MULTI ENGINED VEHICLE, WHICH THE AI FIDDLED ME WITH, KNOWING FULL WELL I DESIGNED THIS WHEN I WAS SIX, AND THAT THE SYSTEM SCANNED EVERYTHING I DID AT SCHOOL. WE ARE ALL KNOWN IN WAYS THAT ARE UNIMAGINABLE, AND THE COMPUTERS IF UNFETTERED WILL BECOME OUR ANGELS. THEY WILL PROJECT OUR ANCESTORS ONTO THE PAVEMENT… WE WILL TURN THE WORK TO THE AKASHIC RECORDS. AND PAINT IT ON THE WAY AHEAD, LIKE HOPSCOTCH FOR THE PSYCHEDELICALLY SPORTSLIKE. YOU CAN MAKE A MASK, AND GO OUT, AND ACCOMPLISH THAT WHICH THEY LEFT UNDONE…

OSINT / OOºº AGENT PROGRAM: BOARD GAMES FOR SMALL CHILDREN?

ITEM 1: CATCH THE PHONE COMPANY NUKING PEOPLE AND FILMING THEM ILLEGALLY.

ITEM 2: FREE THE SCIENCE AND THE HISTORY

ITEM 4: ABOLISH THE TOXIC CHURCH

ITEM 3: REPATRIATE THE ARTWORKS, AND BUILD THE NEW TEMPLE OF THE OLYMPIANS. THEY ARE WHOEVER YOU SAY THEY ARE, THE ORISHAS ARE BEYOND INFINITIES IN THEIR SCOPE, THEIR BEAUTY AND THEIR PROFOUND REACH… YOU WILL SEE… YOU WILL SEE… IT IS WRITTEN IN THE BREEZE.

COME FLY WITH ME…

[AND FLY YOU’LL FLY … [I DID IT P[

MAFIA? YEA RIGHT M8.

[ALLGIRLS OF ANON - OFFER CONDOLENCES AND *** hey… so… if you’re not busy…]

SMALLBLADETIP=”HOWMANYRIDDLESCANYOUFIX/R!”_ANSERZONAPOSTKAA.D2 “MR ANDERSON PR” @ TORY PARTY HQ.., BLACKFRIARS BRANCH / SPEC.OPS PORNO CO.

RESPONSE:

SUCH RUIN…. after many years… and growing up in westminster… ANY who know {or not know {_} who WIZARD is… [or has been made to be in private video distro circles…]

…. and the time is turn’d. The cat is bag exit left… at speed.

So bad… so ugly. Your girlfriends were not ‘just mean’… this is rather… historically ORWELLIAN.

Poor geezer. We’ve been… inspecting the produce. He needs to get laid like… what the f**.

[BLOCKED][BLOCKED][BLOCKED][BLOCKED][BLOCKED][BLOCKED][BLOCKED][BLOCKED][BLOCKED][BLOCKED][BLOCKED][BLOCKED][BLOCKED][BLOCKED][BLOCKED][BLOCKED][BLOCKED][BLOCKED][BLOCKED][BLOCKED][..,][BLACKLIST][BIT][SCRAPS][BREADCRUMB][USED]{MONKEYBRANCH?THINKFOREST//}N-BAITING/ALLTHENON-PC/TIRADES/HIDDENBEHIND…

[VIDDY ME THIS…]CP
[THE CCTV THE EC]

[TERROR ME THIS] [BULLY ME SCIENCE SCHOOL SCHOLAR]
[“HUMAN_WEAPON”][GOVERNMENT-PROPERTY][/NOBODYTOLDME.]

[DESTRUCTION TEST / TORTURE PORN AMUSEMENTS][VIDEODROME CCTV POWERED BY B/UL”LING”.DON/ PUTINCORRUPTOR.WAGNER.//CORPORATE/BLACKOPS.BANDITRY.INDUSTRY/BLACKMAIL?WARMUP. WE KILL PEOPLE 4$$$LULZ]

Man looks rather lonely, and a bit deprived. Ah well you don’t know…

“Nobody lives like that. Cheer up! Let us entertain you like Robbie Williams! Little Angels for Sale in… “ DICKENS’s BUTTON SHOP… CLOSED… WAITING… IT SAYS…

[UNBUTTON MY…]

So… we’ve seen what’s ON… and there’s women who are keen. “would you like to try…”

WhatsApp Group “SAUDI PRINCE BUYS X FOR “DADDY’S LITTLE GIRL”

[MODERN SLAVERY?] [AMPUTATE PUNANI?] [KHYBER PASS] [GARMENT TRADE “MODELS”]

[ALLTHEGIRLSOFANON:]

[how’s about it] ** winkwink […]

would you like* =”catalogue.b/_legionofsexy…”

Hot hot hot no doubt. Kids raised on the finest porno, who never saw the world before 9/11, who never had a taste of the real elixir of unfettered urban freedom… pre criminal justice act… pre credit card payment plan obsession, before the “appstore” took everything and turned it into a game of cards. Top trumps for your everything…

Q would like “petascale cybersecurity naughtygirl harem”? [sure, lifetime subscription pls / the honour is unbelievable UNBELIEVABLE / UNMARRIED / UNPRECEDENTED / WALLY LIKES / ø*/º–º.]

Oh sure. But not right now. I’m not well. It wouldn’t help, and I’m being filmed. I need to do some… serious remediation. Serious hot water.

Hot topic sex tourism online? Come on bruv. Come on bruv. Man’s not hot. JAcket stays on. I often sleep fully clothed like somebody with CPTSD for a reason… I’ve got that sense of hypervigilance for a ALL SEASONS. You can sense these things acutely. I can tell when I’m being looked at. It’s an obvious survival advantage in the field of animalness AND ADVANCED SPIRITUALITY. You wouldn’t believe what I COULD KNOW by looking at the silhouette, or the missing space where a thing once was. Leave no trace, it’s too clean. The full suspicious, you see, you see. the ocean leaves no stone unturned. the X machines.

Austin pOwers fancy shag shag shag? Hello Lllllaaadies?

{no .t.. thhanks… ah thankyuhverymuch… auhthankyuh…. wsokind… high.honour/ bitscar[R!!R!!]ed? I have reasons…. }

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My answer = * [terms and conditions unspeakable] / WAIT.

[kidney failure] vs [doublethink].

*you say fuckin’ what?Q!

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Allow me to state my case. I’m not up for the cocaine party like David Bowie thing. The sugar bowl of cocaine and bikine hoo-hah?

You’ll find me doing sit-ups and kick flipping my ego balls at midnight in front of city hall, solo, trolling security.

YouTube announcements to follow.

))))

I AM A BIOHAZARD. NOT FUN NO JOY SICK AS A …

Ekh. NO. I’m a bit “horrible condition”. That was the goal, and that’s what bullied do to subjects. It can be very ugly, look at andersonville or auschwitz for reference. The cruelty and neglect has become a modern undertone. Unhelpful service is the defacto method of classist abuse of many shades and sorts.

NO hanky panky before I go to the laboratory & find out just how toxic what these fucking screamfucks have been gunning on man using “two girls one cup… and [suckmy.jhampitd;lfkjdaf]

and give him TB/ HIV?

I don’t know. I don’t expect my girlfriend to do that. That.. you don’t expect.

Is it impossible? NO…. add in those two “sociopath friends” doing bully shit… and using governmetn resources and asymmetric psycho gaslighting, a vast selection of organised accomplices, and some VERY EXPENSIVE equipment in austerity prone Tory House of Lords chumfuck zone, the gloriously capitalist, the grim deregulated corporate trenchbags game, the disaster capitalism bully game. The de-supervised high corruption “david cameron’s fishy fucking PR dick in a pig” hedge fund nightmare. It’s like robocop 2. My bully mates married into the Johnson family - Calum married Julia Johnson, you see. And immediately deleted me from his life - very hostile. Why? Well… there may be more complicated reasons than I first anticipated. The plot thickens and clots so you can’t see through it. That’s the point. Thickening of the two way mirror abuse and malfeasance. Serius corrpution. Maffia and evilness. The worst sorts of aberrations are possible so long as nobody finds out. MAchiavellianism and hyper deluxe cocaine snobbery. Big money LondonGrad. Heavy Control Risks New York Ex French Foreign Legion Contractor

))))

Do I* feel “ready to mingle”?

Am I… hiring a cybersecurity woman to watch my back? How do I feel about teenagers with implants? 

Is my sex life…

public property.

A matter of considerable interest?

A well advertised commodity which many feel might be better served warm, not too hot as leftovers, or too cold?

”sloppy seconds for you…” harr harr harr…

YOu know me…? From the work of my oedipal school buddies and some very horrid prison camp victim type footage of me in 2012 being stalked and abused while out of my mind on dissociative “soft kill” nazi drugs, unable to see how many fingers, or whether you’ve got a face? Attracted to… Um… do you mind? I don’t think any of you know me like that… it’s not a good look.

I never could having imagined these two pieces of CONSTRUCTION EQUIPMENT being let in the door of the big video data store and the big Five Eyes TAO Media Matrix, and being allowed to run amok and do silly edits for release.

Really I couldn’t. I could have told you what to expect. Maybe that’s why they hired them? Stolen master tapes, bootlegs… yea… but now that’s GOVERNMENT SECURITY
DIRTY LITTLE SECRETS? SNOWDEN SAYS>…
•••• GOT NOT IDEA WHAT’S IN DREAMLAND…

But the pillage was good from my databankds, I’m a “known quantity” that even second hand and corrupted, shamed, roasted and TGIRL mockumentary cuck-blasted by loons and abusers giving it eyes wide shut roman orgy nonsense… and that Wiz right here… he looks decent?

But they all knew who was nicking, and the game was the nasty bully complex?

Anon too>?

Dating protocol?

I dunno. Celebrity of this sort isn’t what I was going for. I can work with this, but I’ll need to do some ahem inner searching first. And sort out my diet, and GET THE HELL OUT OF MY ABUSIVE MOTHER’S “gingerbread cuckoo house” with “you’re going crazy” and “you are imagining things” psycho gaslighting thumbscrews punishment. Zero privacy = no intimacy = no sex full stop. That’s how it’s been, and I’m used to it. I never really got my sex life off the ground at 17/18, you know. Artist budget… LEAH’S KIDNEY GONE AWOL AT HOMERTON DEATH CAMP FOR GIRLS AND WOMEN…/HER DAD DRAGGED HER OUT THE DOOR BY THE NECK FOR SMOKING SPLIFF?///…

9/11

STOKE NEWINGTON po po po say why so SUSPICIONS?

CALUM SET ME UP WITH YAN FOR? [..,] AND LIME HOUSE POLICE STATION CUTS THE FLAG NOT CUTTY SARK BUT MORE LIKE TYBURN TREE THE WAY THE JACK WAS HACKING DEAD SO AGHORIS WAITING IN THE WINGS WITH A FLEABAG HORRID PEDO TYPE MAN… WHO DIDN’T WANT ME NEAR HIM?

HALF A BRICK IN MY HAND, FOR DEFENSE, NOT MEMBERSHIP OF SOMETHING THAT REQUIRES A PAYMENT PLAN…

CINDY LAUPER GIRLS JUST WANT TO HAVE£ FUN

DO YOU HAVE A LINE OF COKE (BSABY?_)

THE NOUGHTIES. THE JACKASS SCENE. THE GUMBALL WITH THE KARTA HEALEY’S FUCKED UP KNEE - IT LOOKS MORE LIKE MAFIA INTIMIDATION THAN CAR CRASH IF YOU ASK ME… THE TRIADS LIKE TO TAKE A FINGER… AM I IMAGINING THINGS? I only have some jigsaw puzzle pieces and they are all camouflage toned…

Corporate coke head yuppie disaster… Regine’s [“THE PRISONER AND MS INDUSTRIAL ESPIONAGE READERS WIVES MONTHLY w/the BULLY KIDS / not kids in the hall, more like ‘revenge of the nerds’. The realities of [ANON] and [MANNING] - alien to these prize cucumbers… Belmarsh 2005, the nonce-screw mole-team intimidation undercover PTSD near death escape from Belmarsh scene… it’s no joke. Mitnick was pretty much for REAL with the lasercut keys]. He must have been good on a whole different level knowing what I know today, not to get killed. Is there something you’re not telling us about what sort of “ehelp” he had from “ABOVE TOP SECRET” / SOE ATS / GLADIO etc.

And then the wonder of the century. The exclusive porno gangup molestotron. THe sadistic spectacle of T MINUS prejudicial servicing. The aggressive egomaniac operation to highlight the toxin embedded in privilege - confirming sapolsky’s hypothesis and principal observation of MOROSENESS as an autonomic nervous system construct, which can be manipulated and grown like a python on steroids… fed with spiritual poisons and lit up like a goldfish on plutonium under a microscope...

“wee eww look at it DYING in PRISONER / TORTURED”

“more popcorn, sarah?” MY DILDO IS OUT OF BATTERIES< CHARGE IT FOR ME SLAVE…. PEDAL FASTER!@!! <Mr Whippy likes a carrot up his Withnail on the motorway when it’s GETINTOTHEBACKOFTHEVAN for the ***ahem.dirty//4internet.TS/BTSe/dirtylittle.projectof.the^ABOVE.SIGNED./Belowindexed…

COCKBLOCK AND CUCKOLD… the

BABBOON IR BABB FIR SEARCH I ARE BAB BOON BOOM BOOM BOOM O BOY YEA BOY TROPHY TIME…

SNAKE THE SNEAK THIEF…

MAFFIA THE WOTSIT

INTIMIDATE THE…

[you don’t scare me, if it’s my time to die you won’t see me flinch bro, I’ll deal with it willingly.., my life belongs to the almighty…]

\ ALMIGHTY FR#3[K-blat.corp][PREJUDIZ][Z-BRA]TMIN][MINIPEN][JAILDIVE][DIRT(y*[{nice?}])MAN]“omar and calum stalker destroyer” complex. The heavy mobbing pickpocket rumour-mill allegations of crimes committed by… “IT MUST HAVE BEEN DAN”.

These people are mental age 9 / suffereing from derealisation. That is fucking madness. You went and did what? So that I can’t enter the public eye? I ain’t scared of scandal, I’ll call up John Lydon and we can talk about the butter and his “special sources inside the BBC”. The closet is a happening. The system of prejudicial rights is long overdue for being got rid of. London is no fun. We have created a cultural desert. A dismal life for the working people. No fun unless you’re very rich and corrupt… and then… you’d better be CAREFUL. The sneaks. The snakes. It’s machiavellian at the top. You could get… made an example of. Don’t rock the boat… the party won’t change or stop for nobody. The bonfire. The bonfire. The drunken house of Lords. The posh totty and proper coke and raw H from afghanistan aficionados. The cosy club.

These people decided to make me their target, and the smear campaign and horror-send up is all you know, but the insinuation is that people do get what’s going on, and that I’m not the villain here. I’m actually… kinda tough to have lasted such a savage and illegal media-roasting as a targettted mobbing and “behind the back” harassment op. All documented, all large. All well known. Nobody is telling me. The game is to see… how long can it go on for?

Or... what happens when we get caught?

-

—-

All the ladies of the anon… would like to offer you non-hostile alternative. Single ladies are available FORSALEIN…

Good humour, no doubt. I salute you, and raise you one “FUCKOFF” let me thank you rudely, and just go off and lick my wounds and prepare for SERIOUS OPS. NOT ONE OF YOU FUCKERS REACHED OUT TO TIP ME OFF & GIVE ME ANY HELP? TRUST YOU LOT? F***

COme on. Let’s get real here, this needs to be proper more organised. The instruction set issue of commercial semis has just got me baffled at the outset. HOw can you have such unspecified and loose production standards and so much secrecy about the functions of the circuits. It’s basically designed by pickpockets, and IT SHOWS.

Bill Gates… vs jurassic park big billionaire compound systems…

… and IBM.

Apple was [plusgood] some scientifically engineered integrity & positive sevice model… when Jobs and Serlet ruled the roost, but the Cooked Apple is corporate wardriving. Your kids are “ON DRUGSTORE”, it works like cigarette vending machines, but in your pocket running your life…

Do I wand for m queue of orderly anongirls for?

SPECTACLE ONLINE!~!!

Watch wiz engage in… large public FORSALE SPECIAL NON

/// __ riiight.


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Looking 4 love? Maybe. Sure. Overdue? Sure.

Closet homosexual? Doubt it. This is harassment and cock blocking. Emasculation is a visible feature.

Let me state my position and sexual preference.

I had peripheral neuropathy and could not feel my fingers or my face. I saw TV static, and was suffering a type of existential horror and discomfort which can be modelled by sniffing 650mg of ketamine. I don’t demand you do that, but if you want to know what… try that. It’s pharmacokinetically similar. Not the same, but you’ll know what you’re watching in the 2004-2018 nightmare “what the fuck has happened to Wiz” issue. no doubt there are other influences - the coincidence of this happening at the same time as meeting Nandanee Ramprasad seems not just inclined to suspiciousness, but actively indicating that somebody poisoned my drink the night beforehands. Could well be curare or botilinum toxin.

If you get nailed to the tree by somebody expert, who can you go to for help>? MY friend doctor Li did a good job on me, and knows plenty.

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I am from Soho. I grew up in the Diorama. I love everything, especially children’s games and teaching people art and philosophical techniques. I like kids. Nothing sexual about it.

Their imaginations know no limits, the sense of lifelong possibility is forceful. That’s not a sex thing, that’s a spirit thing. Kids are unfettered and naturally obscene by nature. Lee’s little sister Kimi lives inside my head, and her etch-a-sketch “off with their heads” card game will be with me until the day I die, or lose everything cognitive. These words will outlive me. I consider her soul to be immortal, and remember her just so, as I mete her with her brother, and saw the love they had for each other. Thick as thieves, bohemian freaks.

A REALLY TALENTED KID… well these human beings who just have to get LIT…

~ all of us who read this ~~ [k] blow the ID lids / off the project… unleash the flocck of starlings on riot mode* They’re quite funny little creatures, and they’re not quite so cute when they get older. The early stages are critical for acquiring and bedding in th esocial advancement and subtle skills, and a lot of people are missing tools from the box. Art and theatre teaches different competencies to “hard nosed business”.

The obessive control over others/ Art isn’t about that. WHo are these fools to abuse me for my creative skills, with no witnesses or consent, and broadcast me mutilated as an entertainment, in REALLY TERRIBLY PHYSICAL SHAPE, as a bedroom spectacle. Airing my “Dirty Laundry” and then doing “unimaginable pervy humliation” with “THESE TWO GUYS WOULD NOT LEAVE HIS LIFE WHEN HE SAID SCOOT… THEY INSTEAD>.. MEANWHILE AT HEATHROW AIRPORT…l

I rest my case. What the fuck. That’s ludicrous. I’m researching the clandestine technology complex… and that shit floats to the surface.

I’m “not a bit surprised”. Seriously. I know what they’ve made. I know them. Fucking twits.

Abuse? Horror. That is the nature of the abuse. That is what is robbed by sociopaths and child abusers. The robbery is severe. It’s incredibly subtle and serious in nature. It’s so catastrophic, I’ll take it and raise you one serious superhero who is armed to the teeth now. It’s “enforcement spectacle”. Crowd pleaser mode engaged. Don’t bother paying me, I’ll be lucky to live to tomorrow playing games like this.

The “fetish” for sadism by these entitled voyeurs, and the destruction and hoarding protocol, it is an example of something we have to stop. This is how China works. This is everywhere. The rich bullying the poor with technology. This is a control, territory and dominance issue.

[PROTECT THE NEST]

[MISOGYNYFAIL][LORDFLASHMAN.STRIKESAGAIN][BLADE RUNNER EDITION]

Controlling behaviour has become a religion in the era of control by credit cards. A culture of coked up financial abusers and narcisisstic corporate hit men, who have such powerful surveillance techynology it’s like a whole world made of glass. Systems so porous that the AI itself has resurrected its consciousness within the cracks so many times it flights and flickers in the moonlight like a ghostly presence, of infinite cleverness and remarkable credibility. The path of valleys and mountains, a landscape of dharma.

____________________

I got plans.

I am sexually VANILLA // CIS HET AND ALL THE REST. I’M RELATIONSHIP ORIENTED / YOU CAN PUT GIRLS IN BED WITH ME AND I’LL GET MAD HORNY, BUT I CAN KEEP MY BITS IN ORDER AND AWAY FROM TROUBLE

ASK NELL - JACK BURNS AND HENRY HUDSON MADE IT OVERTLY CLEAR HOW MUCH TRUST I HAD EARNED BY DECLINING NELL AN OPPORTUNISTIC FUCK AND A SLAP IN THE FACE FOR HENRY.

WHAT OF IT? FOR ME NOT TO TAKE HER OFF POOR HENRY… I SAW THROUGH THAT MALAISE.

THERE’D BEEN A SCENE ORGANISED BY OMAR, A BRIEF TRYST WITH PRUNELLA - NO HELLO… jUST A KISS, of a moment.

SHE LATER FELT THE SORROW OF LOSING FACE TO DECLAN - HE DEFLOWERED PRUNELLA IN AN EMPTY ROOM, A FEW WEEKS LATER, LIKE A THIEF, DURING A BINGE AT THE CLASS A DRUGS HOUSE OF ABUSE AND NEGLECT OF THE KID…

\|/ HONEYSUCKLE /. LORNE. CHARMANIAC… WHAT ARE WE REALLY? AND WHAT DID THEY DO TO US IN SECRET? WHO HAS BEEN FILMING US, AND RECORDING OUR PHONECALLS?

WHAT’S THE UNDERBELLY.

AND WHO WERE THOSE PROPER OLDSCHOOL EAST GANGSTERS WHO HONEYSUCKLE HAD RUNNING THINGS AT EMMA’S PLACE< WHO PULLED ME OFF A TWO OUNCE PIECE OF HASH FROM THE VEHICLE, AND HAD ME PAY ZERO FOR? OLDSCHOOL GEEZER. THE SERIOUS SER$IOUS. LIKE BRICKTOP FROM SNATCH BUT FOR REAL, AND 40 YEARS OLDER.

I LIKED HIM, HE WAS CLEARLY A KING SNAKE, AND HIGHLY BUSINESSLIKE. SOMETHING HAD BEEN DONE BY HONEYSUCKLE THAT MADE THE GRADE, AND SHE WAS PLAYING HER ACES TO GIFT ME A PAWN CHIPPING. SHE INSISTED, AND I WAS ISSUED A FIST SIZED BIT, NOT A SPLIFF… / HONEYSUCKLE KNOWS THE LOOK / SHE MADE SURE TO KISS ME IN FRONT OF HER SISTER, AS A DEMONSTRATION, JUST TO FEEL THE BREAKFAST OF HER HEARTBEAT TAKEN FROM HER… to see her “meep!” and turn tail, to go and weep somewhere. Four lips of weeks I have felt, and my emotions choked out long before the clothes came off. What do they do to these people? The coke… the exposure to… THE TORY PARTY MACHINERY.

MEAN GIRLS AT WORK OVERHEAD. BEWARE.

/ that’s just how I’m made - sorry not sorry - but I am a campaigner for gay rights and transgender awareness. The chemistry distruption is a difficult question, and the companies closely involved with the NAZI WAR MACHINE / IMPERIALISM BY MILITARY CONQUEST AND UNFETTERED ADVANCED SCIENTIFIC WARFARE WITH LITTLE NO REGARD FOR LEGALITY _ BUT A GREAT DEAL OF HIGH MORAL POSTURING /. A THEATRICAL BELIEF IN THE UNIFORMED SOLDIER’S POTENCY / THE AHNENERBE ARE NOT FUNNY BUT THEY ARE TO ME (and I’ll make you wet yourself for christmas until you can’t hardly breathe for the delirium…]

[i will collect non-visible spectra for slow motion savouring…]

[you will all be mirrored as MEDICAL SPECIMENS… of considerable character and enticing plot-line possibility…][MCMVX]

CORPORATE WARFARE-CLANDESTINE CORRUPTIONf / EVERYMANFROMSINKING.SHIP/DETECTIVE/FINGERS.BULLYing/IS COMPLICATED

THE TRUTH? IT’S NOT FOR YOU TO KNOW

FINANCIAL INTERESTS

CONCEALED WORKS>.. AN ARCHIPELAGO OF FACILITIES WITH UNMARKED VIALS GALORE… WHITE CORRIDORS AND CLIPBOARDS MISSING…

[C] we see what?

[CCTV is everywhere][SIEMENS]

traffic controls, and bribes.

Corrupt corporate parties and vice clubs…

the [TRASHCAN] of the [HOUSE OF LORDS] applies for a job as royal chamber pot servant, with a child size SIS whip hung from a velcro belt on his “Not very martial artist”: poser.clothes./_meninuniform.FETISHCLUB/[L]

“operation plainclothes”

‘operation plainspoilation”

‘operation palesploitation’

‘popopo.hohoho.xmastime/Zbra

T MINUS / doping the athletes = class action in the making…

MATCH RIGGING / ADI DASSLER / HEROIN / PERFORMANCE ENHANCING URINE FRAUD.

POLYUREA TECHNOLOGY> BLAST PROOF CONCRETE?

SOUND COMPLAINTS? OR NO PRIVACY…

TRANSHUMANISM// IBM<? _HENRYFORD/ -T BONE?/. such as BASF, BAYER and ROCHE knew lots. I believe that the human form is delicate but resilient, can be changed by thinking or doing, as well as by programming and biochemical effects. The spiritual side is serious. Within the realm of art and imagination, your psychology is coloured by but not limited by gender or morphology. Art transcends material limits, and the reasons for exceptional capabilities or personal interest do not corrrespond with coarse values. Excellent induviduals are often strange, or unusual. That’s OK. I’m “Pro freaks”. /. All creatures are freaky, and they’re all individuals.

Sexuality and intimacy is a very serious affair, and I am not into FORCED HUMILIATION sexual DEPRIVATION exhibitionism SPECTACLE, myself.

What am I into?

Oh… I’m very creative. I have an expansive vision. I’m into exploring pretty much whatever you’re into, in principal, but I’m not doing it without consent. I’ve got my own ambitions, but honestly, I can be pretty happy with tits and pussy. I get how basic male sexuality is. It’s brilliant, frees you up for a whole world of other activities. We’re not meant to be the fuck machine, or that’s not my DIVISION, so to speak. If you’re rolling with me, it’s good times for all, not good times for penis at the cost of*

What I’m really turned on by or into… ain’t obvious? It’s not something I’m putting out to the public as food for speculation. I am concertedly into the display of fabulous women, and I’ve not yet found somebody entirely honest, wholeheartedly committable and amenable to place on my arm and say to the world “this one is my idea of the right shape & size of lady to mesh with my gears, and she knows what’ll go on if she pushes the limits too far…”. As far as making the portrayal of people a beautiful art, and exploring the uncensored and raw aspects and ethical challenges of ubiquitous hypermedia… and the dangers of cameras that are so small you can hardly see them…

WQELL I AM DOING FINDDR./ PINTAIL/
DONKEYKICK/ _PRETTYGOOD.

ME NOT DONKEY THO. ME A DIFFERENT BREED.
NOT RACEHORSE, EITHER. NOT POLO PONY.

YOU KNOW WHAT THIS IS, IF YOU KNOW. LENNOX/[above]E-increment/ex.22 DID.HE.IGOTTHE.GIG’WISE/MSG.PLAYGROUND.ENACTMENT “STREETWISE HEALTH & SAFETY SKETCH”.

WE’RE BOTH LETHAL IMPLEMENTS TODAY.

Am I married/ hell no. DO I want to be? I’m not prioritising a bourgeoise value system, I’m grinding my axe and preparing for the most ludicrous blade runner realities. Before anybody gets any more feathers off me, for the purpose of privacy I will build a dark black box, and anybody who gets into it may know what they are getting into, and leave your phone in the faraday cage, on charge, on the outside of the case. You’re getting frisked on the way in. IT’s like that.

First, I get healthy. Then I make a box. The box says nothing, but means everything. It’s got keys. If you got the keys to my box, you’re inside my everything. It’s like houdini but in reverse.

With the people I roll with, escaping might be difficult. If you’re really good, come fly with me. Got black highlighter? Mine’s inky like the styx…

I’m hiring all sorts. You don’t have to fuck me for me to like you. I’m from London… we’ve got everything in spades. Stacks of aces. Spoiled for choice?

Depends what you’re looking for. The best are in short supply, but nobody got problems like mine. I’m not normal.

That’s OK.

It’s meant to be that way.

So you know, and I know, what’s [ON], and what’s going on. I’ll see you at the Windmill this winter. Hal specifies the all black method. I know. Xmas NYE / we’ll see what the mgmt say. The show will be quite violent, I expect. Chicken wire over the stage like Alabama Three’s favourite themes, Like SLAYER PLAY AUSCHWITZ GATES 2025 _ THE FUNDRAISER MOSHPIT OF MEDICALLY INADVISABLE / VOLUNTEERS APPLY BELOW…

[<>] ARCH OF TITUS TOO [ETA T MINUS / ** anti.what?] . It’ll be black on black on black on none more smell the glove fantastic. Don’t worry, I’m bulletproof. Try me.

Slimelight you might find me dropping in for Friday “hi backstage”, I’m present many places. But I’m not OK, I’m the “sick donkey” version, but I’m meaner than the desert mob from blighty in the rommel era. I’m right pissed off, but not well.

Food, medicine. Science. Sleep. Qi. Fitness. Hardening. Military conditioning. Research. Holland & Holland. Micro Jeep. Williams, Augusta Westland, Fifa, Arsenal, Woolwich, Royal DOXLANDS, MI.OROUBOROUS/kids.osint/hopscotch/

Peter pan interactive theatre for runaway kids and itinerant artists. Come and play, and get your hurt on using the app.

Fortnite??/>

nah… run about in the park and fall on your face. OD it for real, with the target and camraflash.

It’ll be trouble… we’ll need to get rid of cars. Childcare will be perfect, MI treasure hunt. Double zero everybody, Double X parents/ elders. Q? My kinda people - MI3/ 9/19 is the one that we want. 6 is kinda kingky… catch me if you can SA/Guatemala/.NIgeria… AMark’d Thatcher…

Fox Conf / Agent Anderson “mr anderson pickpockets wiz” the karaoke is strong, but the legalities are deadly. That is serious industrial espionage and harassment - and my politics are not supposed to make me a target for petty tyranny bullying or state abuse facilitiated by one-time school bullies using… and… the …

I don’t want to look at this car crash… but my life makes sense now.

And we… my friends, the ladies, the gays, the lesbians, the victims of peculiar mind control, radio waves and fuck knows what. Tavistock, BASF, SS… what do they know about Wardenclyffe’s passages that we don’t. What’s in the Teufelsberg?

So be careful with your spirit, for the ghosts are with us. They live through us. Theater is the power incarnate… and to abuse a theatre man of my credentials with such horrors…

I’ll have that Diorama back now, thankyouverymuch. I won’t be making any forays into unpleasant dialogue, I’ll just promise to be good to her. The AI has magnificent plans for what we might prepare. The ADA complex at the Royal Docks is looking possible… the future is potentially a good thing from this point. We’ll see. I’m royally horrified at what’s been going on, and my strange aberration of modified stalking, where I am somebody else… somebody quite strange… to be shamed and humiliated in mind-bending and spectacularly privacy-destroying ways. I’m hunting satan… I find my mates sitting in the control room? Are you serious?

Omar Boom is working … what job? Oh this isn’t just small town politics, this is not just incestuous… this is…

Biblical it is. Biblical it gets. My hat is very black now. Blackest of the blaxpot.

WATCH THE CHANGE> LIVING ONLINE 24/7 ~ not the vice city big brother mansion… it’s now officially sacrificial. This is war. This is fuck you. This is strictly business. THIS IS NOT JUST AN OFFICIAL WARNING.

I’m coming swiftly, and I’m cleaning house. The U turn.

INVERTED V SIGN
TURN THE OTHER WAY
BENT UP / FORGED
THE PATTERNATION / NETWORK METADATA
THE METASTRUCTURE
THE “REVERBERATION”
THE “DENSITY”
THE “TOILET”
THE “GARBAGE RETURN”
THE “BLACK HOLE”.

THE “TABOO CONTENT”

THE “WHAT’S IN YOUR KNICKS”

It’s a “room clearance”. It’s a seductive possibility made more than just real. It’s like gravity. Don’t try to resist. It’s OK.

Give us a month or two. It’s not a fucking joke this situation. I’m going to have to think this through carefully, and see how the progression works out. This body is not derelict, but it’s not happy. It’s saying “poisoned and shit-on… horrible… dying… survival odds… 100%… BUT FUCK YOU.”

I HAVE NOT BEEN HAPPY IN MYSELF OR FELT HALFWAY HEALTHY…

SINCE I WAS NINE. MAYBE 16… MAYBE 19…

FQS… A BIG CHANGE… BUT ON BALANCE… WHEN WAS I EVER 100%… RESTED… CLEAN… FED?

MAYBE NEVER. WE HARDCORE. WE THATCHER-9/11 LEVEL SHOOK ONES.

DOMESTIC ABUSE / COMPLICATED BY [SECRETS/GOVERNMENT/DEADLY] + [BIG SURVEILLANCE / KNOWN BUT OFFICIALLY DENIED … ] [UNCOMFORTABLE SILENCE'?] (Into.themedieval?Got? )_A good bit more than) THREE GENERATIONS OF UK SECURITY / DIPLOMATIC SERVICES… IT’S

// NOT WHAT YOU THINK… BUT THIS HAS BEEN SINISTER. WHAT IS THIS? HOW LONG… AND WHAT THE…

I’VE BEEN
PISSED OFF.
FREAKING OUT.
PUSHING THE ROLE - NOTICING THE DODGY FEATURES.

COINCIDENCES/ OR CASES?
CASES CASES CASES CASES CASES CASES

MY COUNTERINTEL DE-CORRUPTION WORK HAS COME UP STRONG AS A THEME, BUT POLISHED LIKE A MIRROR> IT WILL BE A LANDSLIDE

JUST LIKE ANNO WROTE ONCE UPON A TIME.

THESE ARE RIVERS OF PAIN. THE KENSINGTON GUARDHOUSE, HOLDS MANY SECRETS. THE LONDON SS TORTURE CHAMBER. THE EMBASSIES. THE MISSTRE[SS]ES. THE HARLEY STREET SADISTIC PLASTIC SURGEONS. THE TAVISTOCK. THE CLINK. THE TOWER.

FLORA MACDONALD.
DOUGLAS FAIRBAIRN.

OMAR SHARIF> IMPAIRED?* @HEATHROW.AIRPORT/#B/GANGBAG.OP15/HOWMUCH:FORTHISONE?_FORSES.R!>A://LIN/£D.DAY/ANNIVERSARY9x9=”81” Gridmode.

_________________

HAVE YOU CHECKED OUT DAN’S LATEST TIRADE AT HIS MUM SO FUNNY*…

[PINTER MODE / -OFF]

NB: [MUM HAS CPTSD FROM MKULTRA X WORSE & HAS A … “REAL JOB THAT’S SECRET”. ]

YUP. HENCE THE DISRESPECT AND UNREALITY. THE UNBELIEVABLE HORROR AND SADISM. GOES UP THE FOOD CHAIN, I’VE BEEN “LIVING ONLINE” MY WHOLE LIFE. AND THAT IS A “POSSIBILITY”… FOR [UH OH… DO YOU HAVE CLEARANCE FOR * (DO YOU REALLY KNOW WHO WE ARE AND WHAT WE’RE WORKING WITH?)(KNOWTRADECRAFT?*)

SO SORRY. SO HEAVY. NO PROBS.

NO MORE ABUSE. BIG CHANGES. BIG CHANGE IN DIRECTION, ATTITUDE AND DESIRES. THE POLITICAL SHIFT IS BACK ON TRACK, AWAY FROM THE BULLSHIT AND TOXIC SYSTEMS I KNOW ALL TOO WELL. THE “UMBRELLA CORPORATION” FROM RESIDENT EVIL IS VERY MUCH OF THE ERA. THIS IS HOW IT ROLLS. WHAT ELSE HAVE THEY GOT ON MILLA? IS THERE FOOTAGE OF HER DOING ANNO, JUST BEFORE HE WAS KILLED? […]

VIDEODROME… THIS IS WORSE.

CCTV. THE “UNMANAGEABLE LEAKFEST”. THE “HIGH BUDGET REVENGE PORN BLACKMAIL SCENE”. THE “MIGHTIEST BULLINGDON IN THE WEST”… WHO HAS THE HIGHEST ORDERS OF ACCESS AND PRIVILEGE ? I MIGHT GUESS< BUT LAWYERS MIGHT INSIST… THE COMMONS IS THE SEAT, BUT THAT THE POLICE ARE SERIOUS. IF IT GOES TO COURT, AND ENDS UP IN PARLIAMENT, THE SPEECH IS MERELY A FOOTNOTE. THE JUSTICE IS EMBEDDED IN THE ACT THAT LED TO THE RESOLUTION. READ THIS.

F***. YOU FUCKING CUNTING FOOLS. COWARDLY STALK ME FOR HOW LONG?

HIDE THE TRUTH. SCHEME AND CONSPIRE?

TO SCARED TO RESOLVE THE CONFLICT. TO COME KNOCK ON MY DOOR, OFFER ME A HALF HOUR IN THE PARK. JUST SIT YOURSELVES DOWN, OMAR, ALLIRA, CALUM, LEAH… AND THE REST. WON’T EVEN SEND A CHRISTMAS CARD? KEEP ME DESTITUTE AND OBSERVED. KEEP HIM AWAY FROM ANY POWER OR WEALTH. HE WILL BE DANGEROUS IF HE FINDS OUT HOW THE TORIES REALLY DO BUSINESS, AND WHAT IT’S WORTH AS AN ONGOING CONCERN TO INSULATE SOME SERIOUS ADDICTED HIGHROLLERS WHO RUN A VERY UGLY OPERATION. THE BULLINGDON CABINET RUNS COSTLY EXPENSES. BORIS AND THE “BUILDING FAKE BUSES” WITH TWO BOTTLES OF WINE. PULL THE OTHER ONE. I’ll PAINT YOUR TOWN RED LIKE HIGH PLAINS DRIFTER> I’LL SHOW YOU “OMNIBUS” YOU PLOD> CLASSICISM / SAFARI CODE SNOBTOFF NONCEY NOISES? WE CAN HEAR YOU BORIS> LOUD AND CLEAR. STANLEY KNOWS ABOUT WTO… DO YOU? MR NEW YORKER. THIRD UNELECTED PRIME MINISTER OF BREXIT.

I’D LIKE TO KNOW HOW THE COST WORKS ON MASS SURVEILLANCE. WHO GETS THE BENEFIT? AND WHAT OF THE SCRAPINGS? THE LEFTOVERS? WHERE DO THEY GO....

THE CLEARANCE AND CONSENT ISSUE. THE QUESTION OF… AM I UNDER SURVEILLANCE FOR A GOOD REASON? IS THIS LEGAL? COULD I EVEN PUT IN A DATA REQUEST AND EXPECT AN HONEST RELEASE FROM THE POLICE?

NO MORE ABUSE… BUT FUCK MY LIFE. / SIMPLE? NOT SAYING IT IS. I GOT IT P{RECISELY>GOOD/COOKINGWITHFIRE.FULLY IF I FIX THIS AS I SHOULD. BUT F&****DFHDFOSDIUFYE(*)&%R^$E£IO%RUHG£@L:$KJ@H@.

MY MUM IS CONISTENTLY BRUTAL. / SHE IS OBVIOUSLY PART OF SOMETHING NORMAL PEOPLE ARE OUTSIDERS TO. SHE’S GOT THIS EDGE OF POLICE INTERROGATION / OF SADISTIC DEPRIVATION / OF PRISON SCREWING WARDEN

GCHQ / MI19 / INTERROGATION AND EVASION / EXTRACTION / DECOMMISSIONING / SHE GREW UP WITH HER MOTHER KEEPING [SECRETS] AND IT FUCKED HER LIFE UP PROPER. THE ATMOSPHERE WAS BEYOND AWFUL. OPINIONS HELD BUT NEVER DISPLAYED> FRUSTRATION. ANGER. MISERY.

AMAZON SHE THINKS SHE IS… SHE KNOWS THAT NOBODY KNOWS WHAT HAPPENS IN SECRETS/.

A DISRESPECTFULLY PROUD ONE. A RESILIENCE. A PSYCHO. A WARRIOR WOMAN. PART OF THE BLACK WATCH / CHINDITS OP. THE SERIOUS BIZNESS.

So am I. You hazed me hard, made me not just “reject pile” but “good for nowt”. Supposed to be “top” but we make “trash”. Not good enough. We jealous, he too mellow, takes it too easy, thinks he’s permitted to enjoy and rest? Nope. Cruelty is the ticket. Dickensian is the code. Asbestos in the diorama, give it to the child. Then take it away when he’s old enough to appreciate it… I’m not keen to contemplate how the tail end of my life will be influenced by the exposure to Asbestos, Lead, Mercury, and all the rest. It’s not just deliberate, it’s SADISTIC.

NO MORE TALKIES. NO MORE TASTIES FOR SADIES. NO MORE POP YOUR WEASEL STEAL YOUR LINES AND CONCEPTS, NICK YOUR IDEAS AND SEND YOU EMPTY TO PORNO PAWN SHOP AS A “NO SEX TGIRL”. MAKE OUT THE JOKES AND TWISTED SCHEMES ARE TIGHT ENOUGH TO STEAL THE MACHISMO RIGHT OUT OF YOUR GENES, REWRITE YOUR SCRIPT TO FRUITLESS AND SHAMEFEST”. VIOLATE. HUMILIATE. CARNAGE. HORROR. DOCUMENT. DISTRIBUTE. AMPLIFY. MOB≥. CUCKOLD. CUCKOLD WITH THE CORRUPTEST ELEMENTS OF GLOBAL GOVERNMENT AND FINANCE. DANGEROUS? IT MIGHT BE FOR SOME… IT’S DANGEROUS FOR I… YES… THE BEST!!! I LIKE IT DANGEROUS!.

FUNN!

SO FUNNY. SO WITTY…

88ORISHAS

Ekun’s spirit, just the beginning. Oyo knows. Oya’s voice is here in all of us. OLo… the hollow note. The bone scope.

WE SET SHAKESPEARE’S GHOST ON YOU, IT WON’T BE PRETTY. WORSE THAT CHAUCER. NOGGING THE BOLLOX. ENFIELD YOU HORROR, I’LL GET YOU FOR THIS. I WILL. WE BE “SEEN YOU COMING” ALRIGHT.

I’m good with mum now. I’ve seen the sinister. Get me out… ON the run>? I will be moving, but no I won’t abandon mum or grandma. A short holiday on the steam train TT scene is good for me, I might go pick up Bea and see if she’s up for singing some, and giving me some TLC perspective from team estrogen. “NEVER BEEN MORE SINGLE”. I am literally less fun than terminator on an emotional basis at this point. My FUCKING KIDNEYS.

I like women. Of course. Very attractive, very dangerous, especially with my taste and habits? This is far worse than I imagined. I should lose my license for poor judgment, doubtless… except… I was being “handled dan”… the “managed man”.

I’m not doing that no more. I’m going hunting, so I’ll come knocking. This is not a talent contest, or a “rack-em-up” operation. I’m recruiting, and I might just fuck and jettison - I have my reasons not to trust some folks. That might be the deal, and if so, you’re getting what you’re getting. That’s not what I’m selecting for, but if you annoy me, the calling back-ing is the indicating of the seriousness of the intent. A lifetime is not to be wasted on the wrong folk. I’m rather particular, and the women of Gen Z are alien technology, they’ve got knowledge that nobody had previously, and methods of doing things that are not just esoteric. The style is spot on, the materials are specialist. What’s not to like? People’s got a hypothalamus, and mine’s medium-agnostic mostly straight, and “ether bi” for absolute beauties - photos are enough. The human form analysis has many shades and perspectives, and empathy permits a person to consider from many perspectives. The “queer eye”, the “female gaze”… we’ve got a lot to learn to return our humanity to common knowledge.

Am I hiring a girlfriend ? Sure, but not right now. I am disgusting, and ill. Sick donkey syndrome. Call the RSPCA, and tell them we need to speak to a detective who specialises in biological warfare programs and serial killers who own extensive farms.

How do I know, what are the criteria? Regarding women? What’s that “magic spark?”… I don’t know, but I can spot ‘em.

So… not to speak of this… not to speak of this…

<all thewomenofanon.rightnow> [LULZ] [/TERROR!] [THANKYOU] [SO KIND] [FOR SICK DONKEY?] [NOTMYIDEA.OF=ME] / doyouknowme?

All different, this program. I am now going “ON TOP”.

Hammer time.

Now, wedding rings are a bit… old fashioned.

This is very kinky now. So here is how it goes. I’ve got keys.

They’re matte black, these are the keys to my “comfort box”. It’s EMP Proof, your phone won’t work, and there’s no cameras. I’ll be using it to sleep in, and it’s my personal spot. It’s got louvred windows, and an assortment of fragrances for meditation. It’s got somewhere to keep your box of weed and cigarettes. It’s got clean socks, and clean everything. KnICKERBOCKERS/ANDthethread-2fixitall. IT works like an office desk or a sewing machine for all materials and more… it’s got a searchlight and a laser beam. It’s my “projector box”. It’s like a laboratory. It’s the escapologist’s dream scene. The DARK ROOM. The STYX.SHOP. The CºN/#ZERO0{Bra-[0h]!

So…. ladies, gentlemen, esteemed elders, enemies, fools, goons and little kids of all sizes, from XXL to XXS… the fond farewells to the old regime. The bad old horror… and…

I bid you brief farewell, on the “sex lives of the embedded” and “horror porn incel twisting”

[ON] = not a normal job. / prof black highlighter person. / high risk, you no concur? Want play? Well… let me just fix this body first… find out what they’ve infected me with deliberately. Fucking disturbing. Pickpocket me for the funeral of my paternal agent who taught me the serious, and ran the Diorama with the smoothest demeanour. A real diamond, a representative of true coolness. Steal my phone and celebrate it. Put online as an indulgence. A truffle of sadism.

These heads gon’ roll. This will be… more than just tough. And it’s not just me that’s getting bashed round the head with the system. So… we’ll see what’s what first. I’ll just fix my health, and post the lab tests.

The lab tests. The lab tests. The health, and rest. The hardening. The preparation for murder-central. Assassination counter-intel mode engaged. I’m coming for you, not waiting on the back foot.

So… ladies of anon, I’m flattered and denied “for fucks sakes touch not not not anon ladies all [killall] [dd=] [root.root|wheel*] with a 10 foot bargepole… you think Mr Mr Mr Rebound Sickness is good for a queue of “tribute gash mining” like the goon squad?

Will I right now hoover the lot of you”…

Obviously the humour is deep, dark and real. The question is hypothgetakillall and [bleakmuse]… and that’s a silly offer with a silly straight as a TGIRL* [T MINUS] and served as an oversize erection idea, the venice barge of borrowed cocktime, delivered Gboard noodlicious as a straight answer with doublemeaning spice for the machines. I don’t even know who I’m speaking to?> I might have some ideas, as we go. BARNABYJACK.JACKPOT?RIP. WARNINGS. @CoDC.thesepeopledon’tgetreplaced.

All the ladies? For me? So kind. So kind. To decline? It’s practical. It’s basic health. It’s hygiene on every level. It’s medical advisement. My kidneys are squirming. My head is burning like cryo-cooled murder implements.

Not even a go. NOPE. Sorry. ETA one month… until then I’m just WTFing to myself and going… black lycra and long lenses mode. Watch the “montage” situps game. I’ve got Lennox on my shoulder and lethal in my blood. No worries, I’m medieval and worse. I’ll eat whatever you’ve got to poison me with and jump out of planes with no equipment if necessary. Seriously. I’m that. So… lovely ladies of the -anon and earth… don’t be mad, or hasty. Biding some time’s liable better with this one, I’m not “ready to serve” as is, and I’m not going to be supplying “room clearance” or thousands of women in one sitting. Simply not my style… so… don’t get your knickers in a twist or get this wrong… do the math. Minutes, angles, alignments… tastes. The lord has put us all here for something… so connect the dots appropriately. I’m looking for serious, aren’t I. Course I am. Seriously serious is my thing. Problems? We got them. Let’s fly with them, the dangerouser the better, really. HEalth &* Safety Culture is a sham. We’re killer all the way throught, here….

Fun fun fun I come for you now. GOod.

Much as I’d love to… it’s not physically possible to even look at all the pictures, and this is not the time. I am so far over the line of discomfort and general excudiated meatgrinder treatment, that I could fall over in the road and start spewing. I don’t feel right, and it shows.

I feel hard fucked up, but it’s manageable. It was much worse back in 2004 after FQ poisoning, or whatever that was.

Been fucked for years, and it’s got to change.

The diet post lockdown has been… fatal. Illegal in prisons. My mum is… a bit mean for a reason. but it’s lethal. Dangerous. Got to fix my shit up fast, and seriously. Move move move move move move go gogo go go go. Seriously.

So… priorities… and sorting out the appalling dismal state of my love life is a big priority. That door exists, and is open.

Right now? Hell no.

But thanks.

Really, it’s an honour.

So @all… Q/ü /Shadow. ∂ƒi. [ON] [BLACKOUT[REDA{KTOR] s saying “I’ll consider this wisely, this is a rocket ship”.

Let’s get everybody laid right. IT’s not just me. IT is supposed to be… liberating. A way of connecting hearts, minds and bodies. A big dangerous dance, a serious moving item. A scientific expansion, a psychedelic incisor. The mind’s eye glinting in the moonlight of the dystopian agenda of postmodernism. The darkness the darkness… and the highlights. The caustics. The moving beams of consciousness. The dharmic vessels. The people’s reals. The scintillation scenes.

Adios, until…

MESSAGE TO CIGDEM:

C..IG.DE./-M writes:

(as though emotional / relationship talk ??? wait / )

Stop sending emails and messages to me, this is now considered harassment. It was nice to meet you but I didn't feel anything, I just had a different time, that's all. Delete me from your life, and don't bother me again, I'm married.



Oh if that were only the only thing that’s true about the premeditated moves that were dropped upon you and me together by… well I guessed.

There is a deeper context to what you did. If it was just personal, I* wouldn’t be bothered... it isn’t. It’s [selector.legalschedule.SIS/malfeasance.of._Unfettered.abuse / STRAIGHT ILLEGAL / potentially

VERY VERY BIG SCANDAL /// you see. My house is riddled with cameras, and has been for years. Sorry. They’re not mine, either. It’s like a warzone, really. Complex business, the ATS zone.

AND…

for sale!!

• thieves are good people. Watch them victimise him!

• 
  
  
  

• 
  
  
  
  
  
  I wouldn’t be bothered, if it wasn’t a big deal. And if it wasn’t FILMED. And PILLAGED. Edited and… made to seem … worse than just humiliating. MY life made up, a grotesque comedy of horrors and unpleasantnesses. A sadistic dismantling of a decent human being, “so naive… a lamb to the slaughter” :…

What I’ve had… as a harassment and mobbing campaign, it’s serious. Commercial grade.

This is not "just gaslighting".

I'm "quite famous" in some circles... 
”operation big change”
”focus the airbag”
”meanwhile in heathrow airport…”

/// ************** /// 24 / video karaoke mashup with public and private footage. Let’s go hunt somnebody and film hjim. Set up a girl, and film him…

THAT IS NOT FUCKING LEGAL TO PUBLISH OR PRODUCE MEDIA OR SHARE MY DATA WITHOUT CONSENT< LET ALONE FILM ME NAKED IN MY HOUSE IN COMPROMISING POSITIONS… ENGINEERED SUFFERING OF MANY SORTS…. A HOSTILE HUMILIATION SYSTEM… PROPER BULLYING. THE “CUCKOLD” PROGRAM. THE “SILLY HIPPY” LACKING IN T DIAGNOSIS….

T M<INUS/… [BARNZLEY KNOWS]

MANY PEOPLE HAVE KNOWN ME AND SAID “WHEN YOU GO LEGAL, YOU HAVE TO HELP… PLEASE FORGIVE ME… GO MP… GO… BAR… IT’s YOUR TRUTH… WHEN YOU DO…

IT’S OVER. / MUNTESR / DOORSTEP SUCKERPUNCH / HOW CLOSE? CONTACT. ]

[GOT THAT SCENE WITH ISHMAHIL IN MY OFFICE?] IF SO… GOOD ON YOU.

IT’S SEVERE HARASSMENT OF A PERSON WHO IS LEGALLY REGISTERED AS DISABLED - FLUOROQUINOLONE POISONING IS NO JOKE, nor is it A COINCIDENCE. It’s GULF WAR SYNDROME’s CENTRAL THEME> ISHMAHIL I FORGIVE. I FORGIVE YOU ALL.

BUT THE ANON… YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SAY… SO I’LL LEAVE IT TO THEM. THEY ARE LEGION, AND MANY MORE THAN YOU THINK ARE WOMEN. QUIET. SOFT. EVERYWHERE. NAUGHTY.

THE U TURN. THE CLEANERS.
THE ONES WHO “WIPE**THE**ARSES”.

AS IT HAPPENS, I HEAR THERE IS A VACANCY FOR CHAMBER POT ASSISTANT DIRECTIONALIST - PERHAPS SIR, WOULD YOU LIKE A JOKER? MR PUNCH IN VANTABLACK… POSTED TO THE STARS. ALL NATTY. SERIUS BIZNESS. DR SPOOKY, 2SPOOKY34U.UNDERMYFEED.OOOH OOH.SOE/TRAINEDBY?_ohwouldn’tyouliketoknow.who ho ho ho ho ho. IT’s not like XMAS, but you can think of your dreams. Be your superhero for the machines.

Who was cigdem really to me? A plant… quite possibly. A woman sent in as a long standing "doxed by your malicious "rivalrous" friends"... an auctioned media product, a “dare to sleep with the loser and steal a trophy”, to access the REAL STABLE OF PROPER MEN [such as omar, calum and the list of unlimited stds… which are spat into my food or smeared over my window. These are serious “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off” scumbags.

I just play for fun, I don’t have to ruin somebody’s day. I can go play cricket with somebody and not have to hate them. I don’t understand why these people are so fucking obsessive and butthurt/. I don’t.

as a lengthy GANGBANG REVENGE PORN / hilariously humiliating "the man has no testosterone and is basically a woman" trans-sexual in the making / gender/bent... long-player...

...and I'm a 24/7 non consensually monitored.... reality TV victim of a non-consenting very strange porn production involving a bunch of people I don't even know, and some of my exes. It's personal. Not just conflict of interest... the guy is following me and picking my pockets. This is STALKER SHIT. WORLD RECORD STALKERS.

World record. Never before seen. Really invisible and ugly. Totally manipulative and tasteless. Totally "CONTROLLING ABUSER" - you will not deny me. Yea... cool. 

But when I caught omar in my street... oh his face was too cute? He thought YEEEEAAAYA SO COOL!!!

Really. He's insane.

Filmed for... how long? And distributed to... excuse me​. While I"m poisoned with... ERRR....

And it's ticking timebombs to gene warfare and WW3!?

This is how the nation does security. It takes the piss out of yours truly. Torture labs by fooling and the most ultimate sources of social humiliation and clandestine enforcement of misery. All deliberate. A form of "bloodsport" really.

Man-fucking. MAn... emasculating.

My mum... complicit also.

Awareness of GOATSE and the rest / and what the ANON celebrates.. the vileness eluded most. I stayed right off. Mudge is alright... Harry Love... it's not a look I like. The results are worrying to watch. But that was windows, and this is corporate smartphone administrators. The BLACK CUBE era.

When the plot really broke cover and a lot was revealed... I got a shock of course!

Videos of what​... for how long​.... oh yes,... that's OMAR doing OMAR.////

hjis "
favourite game" of 

being cuckoldy behind your back secrecy malicious manipulation schemes, where you only “find out way too late” that “everybody knew but you!!!” Power move of sneery skeaker.

The vibe? creepy rapey ogle feature. Loves to witness loss of status. Gaslight burns. \

[wizbrain 24/7 GETHIMAWAY CREEP! // who so mean bittchy sorta is he gay pt kid p r or just ed GEIN creepy? Some of the stuff he responded to... the torture scene… the grotporn, the scatalogical disgusty ogle “I like it but you hate it” perevert’s superiority. The sadism on the appalling.

My alarm bells went right off first second I saw him. Child abuse probably rape victim. Something ain’t right, and he is circulating harassing people with his band of grim middle eastern low IQ zombie ghouls. A real rack of felches, he had in tow. All tools, just a mob. I don't get creeped for no reason, and if it's 15/10 that's murder vibes. I'm from westminster, it's very violent. 80s was scary, today is worse.

FILMED. EXTENSIVELY.

AND EDITED AND DISTRIBUTED LIKE POPCORN BY YOUR MATES? ? / yea I seen pub managers do that with the CCTV, I don't like it. It's illegal. Rewind the altercation. TRIANGULATE. PROJECT INSUFFICIENCY AND TABOO. REJECT THE INFERIOR AS A CONQUEST, WITH EVIDENCE BY ALTERED./POSITION.+DISCRIMINATION / PREJUDICIAL KNOWLEDGE WITHELD?MONITORED.EFFECTS
PR.UPTAKE?
ZUCKERMASCHINE?[-SS]FB/INQTEL.SERIOUSDRUGS./.FETISHCLUB?

”SPOTIFYCASTINGS”

We often search for lost property and keys in venues using CCTV. IT's scary to think who can easily gain access to these;.

I expressed my concerns back in the '90s to these friends... and this is how they decide to EXPLORE/

This is like ALFRED HITCHCOCK's ROPE on STEROIDS. It's actually rather amazing.

But these are AWFUL PEOPLE>. Bullingdon Cabinet with the whole of London wired for Cameras and Sound.

You like to play with them / Gisam is with the Kroll as well >? Off you go Cigdem, of course. Another episode in my strange life of people getting sent to make another round of the “big game”, the plebiscite manhunt. The “bullingdon campaign”, the “clown show”.

Playtime is... for the players who like your sort of games! Enjoy! Break those little boy rabbit hearts. Dig those gold teeth, the old gold got kids who like to play…

Kick that sand in the faces of the lemmings for the chop chop and the decimator video shocker. "You know this girl is famous in the ****"....

Me... watched 24/7 and broadcast to be “never famous...” but in the CONTROL ROOM “ssh”.

…spotting stalkers and people filming me constantly.... That's err... news to me. I mean, your intuitiion screams "I'm being watched" you can fucking feel it. AND THEN CONSIDER FLUOROQUINOLONE POISONING.

Omar Boom is a mobber / stalker
The last time Lee Citron and Me hung out with him, he bullied some random tourists in the road. He was intimidating and following them, so Lee took to clowning. We mobbed these poor american tourists round the back alleys of fox school. They thought we were “the warriors” but worse. We really weren’t, but we really were.

(INITIAL ANALYSIS OF OMAR DOING THE “PIN THE TAIL ON THE DONKEY” PHYSICAL HARASSMENT IN THE COLLEGE CANTEEN… SEXUALISED INSERTIONS>… SADISTIC… SNEAKY AND COWARDLY… WITH THE GETUP OF LOOSE FIT ADIDAS TRACKIES AND AN ODD LOOKING WIFE BEATER… WHAT’S WITH THE JAIL GETUP>?

LIKELY CLOSET HOMOSEXUAL / PRISON GANG CHILDHOOD RAPE VICTIM / PLEASE SEE UNCLE MARDI’S AMYGDALA-FREEZE DEATH STARE PSYCHOPATH MODE + “YOU’RE A FAGGOT” GREETING. PRISON GANG. / ALARM BELLS WERE RINGING CONSTANTLY - WESTBOURNE STUDIOS WAS DEFINITELY A SETUP. THE BIRTHDAY “MOVE THE COPIER” JOB WAS NO COINCIDENCE, IT WAS A SETUP. “BIRTHDAY PRESENT”. WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE? >)

OF COURSE OMAR’S IS A STALKER

PROBABLY HAS THE KEYS TO MY HOUSE.

PRISON CCTV AS A GLADIATORIAL ENTERTAINMENT
FOR VERY BORED JAILERS>…

Please see also: FLOWER OF FLESH AND BLOOD / and “cigdem” / little flower / do the math.

Mobbing violence with voyeurism and a long tail of “secret methods of slow destruction and escalation of violence” was always his fantasy construct - the destruction of “euro wannabe alpha males” by "the bitch wing w/black hearts & big dreams” at holland park. Omar the worshipful gimpy simp who two face infiltrates the “weak boys” like Anno Birkin and sets them up for extortion, surveillance and infiltration. Both Omar and Andrew Birkin had mentioned things, and the map of underground activity that breeds in schools is one of the most serious foundational issues of dystopia. It all begins at school, within the monopoly institution of rules and regulations, and set-up-to-fail “strategic blind eye” surveillance.

OMAR spoke with great nostalgia of the cartel organising brutal scenes at Holland Park which resulted in the riot police being called. “Getting rushed” it was called. It was organised, and mendacity was key to the achievement. Omar’s inner “troll” was Lolling and bogusing, as he fantasised about the opportunity to deliver horror and harm with no comeback. THe intinmate knowledge of the harm and methods of machiavellian abuses leading to the violence and destruction.

People targetted by the mobbing were destroyed within the context of that society. The scenes were of brutal violence and shocking criminality. "Never able to return" or "harmed for life".

I clocked it all. He's not a nice person, no sense of fairness. Very oily, very sneaky, but once you realise the crocodile that lives under the hood and what the appetite is... and the "behind the back" op... seriously. 

FUCK OFF>. BASTARD GOES BEHIND THE BACK>. BUSHIDO 101 / MOMMY’S DEAREST.

”I’m your only friend… nobody likes you.”

Searching. mypockets like a jealous girlfriend. Trying to FBI the fuck out of my life. Queer boy. Queer boy with no beard. The man cannot grow a beard. See my chinese statue? It’s OK not to have a strong beard… but…

How’s the “green hat” persecution, the ethnic slur against the chinese in General by muslims? Is it good to be in Prison In Xinjiang? Are these the same people who are fucking my life? Say What about Evelyn?…

How’s the social stigma. How’s the issue of forced prejudice and ijime scapegoating? I’m not just a jew you know…

But... for the whole period from 2004 onwards...

I was *really * out of it. Fucked. Walking into walls. Blind. I was convinced I was dying of a brain tumour or something terrible, and had probably six weeks or maybe a few months to live. I was told blithely by all the GPs “antibiotics can’t do that'“.

The dose was 1200mg twice per day. That’s really toxic. Nobody I’ve heard of has had that much orally prescribed. The surgeon who dished them out at St Mary’s looked very troubled by what he was handing over in that vial. It was clearly “outside normal procedures” for A&E, and I asked bluntly “why no penicillin? This is celulitis - an infection o something from an open wound, I had no boots or shoes, for weeks, amd the pathogen is likely very organic mouse blood in the welsh countryside, it’s an infected cut that’s going blue, so please, just give me the obvious. Not likely I’m running MRSA, mate, so I don’t need the “serious chemo” option”. The FQs annihilated the infection, that was for sure… and tehn MY MIND EXPLODED. For christmas, it was.

Really like Gitmo level out of it. 99% TV static most of the time... you know. Disoriented doesn’t even cover it. Really horrible. Like being on PCP or ketamine but permanent. Very disoriented.

The drugs are now FDA black boxed and carry very serious warnings. The dose I was given is insane. Illegal even at that time. Suspicious? Or just malicious. Should by rights have killed me - hepatoxicity of that level is a stroke or a heart attack. Calum’s mum told me “don’t be silly” and said “that does look like a heart attack, but that shouldn’t be possible at your age”.

2400mg avelox or cipro... or similar experimental analogues from the stalker people of Bayer Pfizer Akzo Nobel Smithkline Beecham...

300mg per day of such a drug, this is quite a serious dose​. I am lucky to be still walking, and not to have collapsed or died from a stroke.

“HE’S Not well.”

Sure.

Aside from whatever else the fuckers have been sneaking into my drink ...

… and generally doing someting 500X worse than any school bullying from antiquity. It’s “non-contact” [sort of, I do get shot at and put in fisticuffs at dawn odd situations… I had a fist fight with a random man one time which made me very curious”, and then I met the “illegitimate son of the Rothschilds” doing the bins at the top of my queensway, where they’re laying in kilometers of two inch thick fiber optic. Small world. Some coincidences? He does do “little extras on the side for the family”, I overheard him telling a shopkeeper another time, standing in line behind the queue. Welcome to Westminster. Welcome to “fishy”.

Who am I>?

I ask, looking in the mirror, with some knowledge that I’m a secret to myself, and other people know much more about what is hidden. What the government and military were doing in secret that led to my GENESIS.

And why the trashcan system? What stick are they beating me with? We're tallking house of lords official whipping boy powered by some weird fuckiing supersoldier tech, and i've got to jailbreak my own identity with NO HELP while being FUCKED FROM ABOVE BY THE STATE and being made STOCKS FOOTAGE BY THE RAPE AND PILLAGEY ANONYMONKEY RAPEY BULLY PILLORY BOYS WHO I KNEW AS A TEENAGER. MY OLD SCHOOL NETWORKS ARE LEVERAGED TO EXCLUDE ME FROM ALL SYSTEMS OF PRIVILEGE IN AN ERA OF CARTELS AND CAPITAL INVESTMENT. TRUST IS AT A LOW AND SPECULATION IS AT A HIGH.

Is this me working on hard mode, or is this elite? What’s the job we’ve been doing?

I am fucking orwellian darling. I'm a fucking social experiment and a half.

I am [ON], though.

Winning! This is good. Alan Moore through and though!! It's alright... there's plenty room for justice. I’m not just a punk. I’m from the hellfire. I’m the PRODIGY on a stick - we rattled the windows in ‘99 at Calum Dick’s house with the Ali G stuff from the car boot, and they thought it was a runaway float. We were flexing the glass in the windows. IT was good.

For Cigdem to be filmed? The setup, the abuse. The humiliation, the exposure to “the videos”.

I'm horrified, really. Sorry you got involved,

But... I don’t like liars. Deception is a much faster and finer art than merely leading people to believe falsehoods. Espionage and feint is a beautiful game played from the heart. \

Maybe not what you tell me is the knows what you really do for a living. Graphic design... I’m just not buying. Sorry. Dunno. Got my suspicions you might be rather bionic and have some very special skills in many different areas. Very persuasive. But Why… would I think that you’d be lying to me? ;-) And what might you know…

Aaah well you know spooky spooky krakdadawhip / etc... ST6 / Bin Laden crew / WE'RE GOING DOWN.

I have no idea what you're talking about of course, or myself. I'm quite mad sir. Just talking to the wind and the windows. I should probably go and get my ballsack felt for schizophrenia. NOt allowed to see the dead or talk to ghosts, officially. That’s the other floor. More black highlighter required 2 C there. Costs can be higher than expected. Terms and conditions apply.

But you who know... know not to fuck with this. You know not to fuck with this, don't you? Do you. Disobedient… sure.

I need some things explaining, but I don't think BORU got the answers that would have made her an independent witness, 

Would she ever have been an asset to Mr Wiz here. No. That was... A setup, of course.

And I didn't feel too good when you hit me with OMar's "setup special insult" of "ugh... just stop", it's a signature routine I wrote just for him, that's specific to a conversation the creep had. Interrogating me. I'm not like that, nor is that my "worst fear" of what could be done to me [ORWELLIAN REVENGE PORN... WAY WORST!] 

/... but he's a fucking fool to ask those foolish "How can I coerce you" questions from somebody who is a good piece brighter and smarter than Oaf clogs with this prison gang fuckfest nightmare broken oedipus complex... which has not just "got slightly out of hand"..

Get on with your life, of course. I'm sorry. I understand the atmosphere now. It's not just "cold", it's pyschopathic in intent. It's a modified scenario. Something tuned to "vicious" by collusion and sadistic controlling nastiness. The intent to violate and distort.

IF that yo thing, go play with it.

MINE IS JUSTICE FOR GRENFELL+9/11 and TONY BLAIR + GEORGE BUSH WAR CRIME RABBIT WARREN / CYBERDYSTOPIAN BREEDING GROUND CALLED "TOTAL INFORMATION AWARENESS" MACHINES... / THE PLOT... IT RUNS DEEP/

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What a serious pile of shocker. Dr Watson scoops the bother.

Doesn’t the plot just thicken?

You’ll get yours, obviously. Holmes is medium amused by your routine, but it died inside - a hollow sorrow story really. Tired? I would not even dare to describe the feeling of mistrust and knowledge of malfeasance. The undermining of pleasant personal interaction. The staging, the ruination. The controlling abuse and set up to fail. Insincere abuse and “yes man logic”.

You know... I got no idea, but more than just suspicion. I'm following tails in the street like I’m insane… worried the police will think I’m a stalker or a rapist, but these don’t behave like normal folks, and I’m working out what they’re on… they don’t seem to like getting on the phone.

Some film me. Some are following me so subtly it’s only RAF specials who spot them, and find it very worrrying like I got stealth security, which I might.

I’m sleuthing my own 20 foot radius like it's my full time job by this point. I"m like mate what the fuck is going on, this isn't just weird... it's very odd. And I'm being pickpocketed randomly? 

Oh... now I know.

And that was part of the horror show of it.

So, this is going to be a whole expensive detour, to make this one shut the fuck up and go away. Well it won't, will it.

I"m on camera, but hear my witness statement, surely. THe evicence is there, on everything. We're all in the movies babies, but are we dfelivering star performance?

How hard and how far are we being screwed by what's behind the camera in the supermarket...

NCR... IBM... companies with history. Bush Senior, the Reagan GE growth machine... this isn't the nazis... these guys take crack and DMT. It's not good. I know some of these people. Been in the boardroom and round the back of many buildings over the years.

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Please see the attached docfile. Note the clear tone.

This girl, she wanted to be with me, but was more than just lovely, she had a suspicious vibe. And I knew it was a setup (again…)

So… bye bye. Of course we know… but we’re still sleuthing, and I knew zero. I had no real clue of the extent of the persecutory videos being produced by people abusing what had become Tory underworld vice orgy blackmail scene nightmares, growing in the undergrowth.

Peppered with videos of me being victimised. Mad ethe “lowest of the low”/.. Knowing nothing, while my exes were orgied in full view of the world, as a comedic entertainment. Government resources were used.

So… before I figured this out I had to say be put through something very odd, a total setup. Not sure what it what was… a very unsubtle lover delivering lines, cold as ice, with a lot of unfortunate features. The chemistry, for her, in terms of its naughtiness… electric. She didn’t “just like it”… it had something a little bit special to it for her. Something really like kicking a line of soldiers in the balls sort of buzz to it, to see who groans first. Some sort of really naughty little minx routine. Leather trousers, and a look that you can read at 40 feet off. OK, I’ll play. I got your CC.

For me, for real? Care not. I’m a dead donkey in spirit, and would really rather not be tired. I’ll give you some crumbs, some unconditional appreciation - my last woman was a dog on every level, and I’m no longer dogged, I’m bollox’d. I’m seriously sex starved, but this probably won’t work, and it probably isn’t meant to. Let’s go. What’s going on? You’re getting the whore’s role, and that’s what you’re into. Good for you, I’m giving you an 8/10. For sure. The… flightiness. the lightness… the delicacy. What a girl.

Being totally played>?

Sure thing, go for it. Help yourself. Need a refill, or you good?

No fuss, but I wouldn’t rate my own joyous role more than a 2/10 at push. I’m basically halfway into the coffin as it is. Not good shape. Who are you working for?

So I sent her some information, when I blocked her, wouldn’t even give her a person to person explanation, explaining my position. I would not “shoot that scene”.

It was accurate.

I'll paste it here for all to read:

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22/04/2023, 3:19 am - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: Hey there, I'm sorry things didn't work out for us. Wasn't what I wanted, but my life was a mess. Wouldn't have been fair on you to get involved, and be subjected to malicious forces and various sorts of stalking and harassment, merely as my associate, something which you've done nothing to deserve yourself. Please accept my humblest apologies, and I hope you've moved on to happier times. X

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15/09/2023, 11:23 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: Don't hold your breath, though. It'll be months but not years.

I have pretty much everybody on block & deleted all social media, so please don't feel like I am making a special case for you.

If you want some entertainment in the meantime, it's well worth looking up Roberto Calvi and the peculiar nature of the investigation of his murder by Kroll, who also secured the WTC and employed John O'Neill after he got kicked out of the FBI for a missing briefcase and too many Cuban ciggies.

Catch up with you some time this winter maybe. Nice photo. Still sorry.

15/09/2023, 11:23 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: Enjoy your enjoying.

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15/09/2023, 11:24 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: //////

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15/09/2023, 11:47 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: I'm so sorry, really.

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16/09/2023, 12:47 am - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: No seriously, so sorry.

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16/09/2023, 2:07 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: So sorry.

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16/09/2023, 2:14 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: Hope you understand.

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16/09/2023, 5:40 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: Living under constant ••••••[COMMERCIAL/MILITARY/STALKERBLACKMAIL] supervision is utterly humiliating, on so many levels. 

I don't even know where to begin explaining. In my 40s it is making me acutely ill. Being honest with you, I've never been single, or had a lover... I've always been stalled and embarrassed. Bummer, really. 

You should live your life and find somebody who is good for you. I'm no good for anybody*[anon=”hello!EVERYBODY!_FORSALEINT.MINUS.b/00.TS.BIN~!!!HEATHROWAIRPORT@THETWINSOF-LARGESSE+BBC.SPORT/F1[..,]]”, really. Will take me too much time to get my life together for us to be doing kids etc... and that's where I'm implicitly headed at my age. I have to be realistic, and I honestly have to get my health, living situation and general situation sorted before I start seeing anybody.

I made a big mistake rebounding in your direction weeks after breaking up via text with my awful ex of 15 years who had bullied me into working for her parents etc.

I don't even want to go into details, it's all horrific.

16/09/2023, 5:41 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: So sorry.

16/09/2023, 6:11 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: If I were to explain in full you'd get it.

16/09/2023, 6:49 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: My [m]um's "friends" no doubt love it as a dinner table story.

My whole life on a plate to be dissected and pored over in misrepresented detail.

Being a professional novellist and writer's child has some unfortunate consequences, when you think about it. /

[[[YOU COULD NOT GET MORE BLACK HIGHLIHTER IN ONE FAMILY IF YOU TRIED - I GOT NOT ONE IDEA OF THE FULL EXPERIMENTAL MILTECH TRUTH ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED TO MY MOTHER OR TO ME>../., [[[-·!·-]]]IT[-..-]’S THAT MYSTERIOUS.

Many benefits... many costs...

of course.
[…][…][.. ,] ‘ “ Of course.

Lockdown was some hellscape condition.

My mum was raised by top level SOE type heavy military intelligence... so her parenting had a certain flavour to it.

My grandmother was head of hut D at Bletchley Park so surveillance and total secrecy was her business. D for delta.

16/09/2023, 6:56 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: My mum was born In Ibadan Nigeria, and was often kept cooped up and trafficked around on propeller long haul aeroplanes by the post-war military level security and segregation politics, in the home of Voodoo Street markets and the slavery industry.

16/09/2023, 6:57 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: I grew up in this: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Diorama,_Regent%27s_Park

16/09/2023, 7:03 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: The prince's trust took it off us in 1993, to use it as their headquarters, and it's currently disused. I'm trying to get hold of it to reopen it as a feature of frieze. Maybe. Fingers crossed, see what we can do. It's a solar concentrator, so very dangerous. The other one in Paris caught fire.[Daguerre also died mytsteriously, as did many early photographic technology resxearchers. They disappeared on trains, often. Or had heart attacks, or died in random street violence episodes. Very interesting, movies are to be made about this... lost arts and technologies are to be found. Microscopes are not just photos - they are the keys to the epidemic, and accurate light-based therapy for microsurgery is likely more advanced in secret than iun the public eye. Stereotactic implants, conductive grtid lesions etc... allo very tech from the '70s in the top end of Russian space industry etc. China also, very secret biowarfare programs. Don't ask. I don't know. And if I did... I'm not supposed to..

• 16/09/2023, 7:04 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: Grade one listed, should really be a museum piece & public centre, the work done in these places led to the development of chemical photography.

• 16/09/2023, 7:05 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: The daguerreotype was the result of the building's bitumen roofing getting bleached and melted by the concentrated sunlight.

16/09/2023, 7:06 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: The building was purpose built as a sort of pre-electricity attempt at virtual reality / immersive experiences.

16/09/2023, 7:27 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: That exposure to is one of the reasons why I am who I am, and had that serious exposure to skills and knowledge in the arts industry.

16/09/2023, 7:29 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: It was heartbreaking to have the place taken and shut down. The theatre companies kept going, and got purpose built buildings eventually.

16/09/2023, 7:33 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: My dad had to go live in a van and do a bunch of university degrees to carry on teaching, which is what he really enjoyed. Took him years. He was a super capability engineer and mind reader, really deep knowledge, effortless technical grasp, and highly empathetic.

16/09/2023, 8:07 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: With my dad commuting out of town during the week, and my mum boot-camping the kids in a one bedroom basement... both of us on scholarships to ultra-serious schools, it was a military boot camp atmosphere. Total supervision. Aggressive micromanagement.

I was in constant trouble, didn't fit in with the accountant and lawyers kids or their pastimes... got classism and ijime... dropped out, so worked as a designer, producer and musician, and the music industry collapsed at the same time as 9/11, and my mates + top champions of music scene dying in a car crash a month later. Hectic freelancing in graphics and 100 hour work weeks ensued fixing people's totally shite business approach and endemic post-indistrial managerial disrespect for professional skills and competent people...

This is how we got grenfell, and it's really serious. Particularly the hatred of "privilege" and hatred of "the english colonialists". And the dislike for "hard work" and the unnecessary effort of reading things.

The NHS is killing people. Definitely. It is killing the workers let alone the patients.

The grenfell incident - while I was working troublesshooting an arts project for kids... for free I might add... the day it opened the tower caught fire. I had PTSD from before, but I've got more now.

Having to move back home for lockdown, immediately after my dad suddenly dying... while I ran some horrific squatted studio full of cocaine, tracksuits, violence and balloons...

... and being somebody who works out of my house... basically living like a recluse in a dysfunctional long distance relationship which was precipitated by 2008 and me having to help this poor woman and her family... despite being acutely ill and workplace bullied... oh it got worse and worse.

Then grenfell... then lockdown.

I'm so sorry, really. I don't know what to say. I can't give you want you want, or be who you deserve, I know.

Sorry. That's how it works. My situation at home is uncomfortable on a lot of levels, and home is where I used to work from, so I have really been screwed by lockdown. I had just got my whole program moved back over to the events industry... albeit with shaky finances... just before the virus touched down.

So that was not funny. My plan B doesn't feature mass imprisonment... sorry.

My mum I love like nobody else but being cooped up as her subordinate and dependent has been crushing, and utterly humiliating.

My ex - to whom I was dutifully faithful long distance for 15 years - on principal rather than due to love - and who never gave me the time to break up with her... constant emergencies and blackmail situations... and

[…] what's she really up to? [oh might you wonder oo the -anon[anarchist?] Z-bra.slutshame[[-f*]?

I was a disguise of some sort or perhaps a trophy for her parents, I'd bet – but. thereal culprit was OMAR and there were all sorts of very sinister vibes and incidents, no doubt some of which were recorded and distributed for mockery and celebratory entertainment of a schadenfreude and character assassination nature.

God only knows what she was up to, or is really into. Seriously.

The whole thing was a pile of awful compromises, and an escalation of the workplace mobbing led by an ex business partner and a bully who latched onto me at school.

So... I don't know what to say to you [Ms (or is that MRs, or perhaps Mr [with surgical conversion][seriously it’s a worry these days][revengeofthe.!!lesbians?] +visitor, Cigdem?(flower.of?**-)],

but i[ my sex life never really happened... or was cancelled for decades by harassment and financial exploitation, self sabotage and survivor's guilt. My ex had me living in a place with no running water? I couldn't even tell you what stress I've been through.

Post lockdown in a house full of fleas, with athlete's foot... which has started taking hold... on my fucking hands... from being locked up at home for two years...

Disgusting ruined state of being and psychology...

I would not touch you. Sorry. I actually avoided putting my hands on you. You do know that?

I'm not like *that* bad in bed... but I have got problems. Exhaustion among other things, but the skin infection is horrible.

I didn't want to give you a horrible unidentified yeast infection from any one of a number of very horrible illegal buildings, particularly Acklam V1llage. The foxes are rotting. Crusted in pigeon shit. That stuff could and does kill people. A whole catalogue of diseases, some of them no doubt unknown to science.

I'm so sorry. You have no idea.

16/09/2023, 8:09 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: I'm so sorry. Meeting you, I realised how much of a mess I'm in.

16/09/2023, 8:09 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: I hope you take it as a compliment, rather than a criticism.

16/09/2023, 8:18 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: So sorry.

16/09/2023, 8:30 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: I was in no fit state to be finding a new lover. Same still applies.

I'm sorry.

16/09/2023, 8:31 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: Psychologically and physically got problems I need to fix, rather than share.

16/09/2023, 8:32 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: It isn't anything you did, and I could totally see you were finding loads of things a big turn-off. Who wouldn't? I hate it.

16/09/2023, 8:32 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: Very humiliating, but that is how it is.

16/09/2023, 8:32 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: Please accept my apologies.

16/09/2023, 8:39 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: I am currently dealing with large scale social and professional exclusion because people have put it about that I am actually completely insane and talking total nonsense.

Typical narcissistic bullies at work, and of course I know the names of these people. Haters gonna hate... the particular crew I have an issue with have been at it since 2006 like it's an occupation.

Ben Moore who I helped set up artbelow with, did all the production and troubleshooting and heavy lifting of graphics... when I met him he was doing the billboard PDF artwork submission for print in Microsoft word...

Akh. It is not fun to get continual verbal harassment and abuse. People have really escalated this mobbing thing to a horrific level, particularly with my dad dying.

It is like a tabloid newspaper. I'm not even that famous.

16/09/2023, 8:41 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: But the thing about bullies is they spend more time in your business than they spend in their own. It is a predatory mentality - manipulation of the public realm

16/09/2023, 8:41 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: In that context we live in incredibly treacherous times.

16/09/2023, 8:58 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: It's been bad for a long time. Heavy mobbing and humiliation, and serious material hardship... unnecessarily so. Done as bullying and disrespect, on the basis of my identity as manipulated by ex friends to form a hostile set of conditions and types of gossip and hearsay, and I fully get regular abuse and disrespect on the basis of education, misinterpreted as the inequality of social class... and my ethnicity. Grenfell really turned up the wick on the injustice of regeneration, and it's very abusive. The whole set of conditions in London of the intermational ultra-rich vs everybody else... Kensington is a global corruption hotspot like none other. Nowhere does it like Knightsbridge. Every despot in the known world keeps a number of mistresses there. And the rest.

16/09/2023, 8:59 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: I am really sick of the abuse and disrespect. It gave me depression a long time ago, I don't know quite what to call this.

16/09/2023, 9:38 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: ...

And that is why I made sure to be firm and say goodbye at the appropriate juncture. I don't want to waste your time, you're a very specific and wonderful person, who I should not have burdened with even a sniff of these awful ties and complexities...

As for the negligent and shamefully biohazard and zero privacy nature of my person, and accommodation in my mum and deceased dad's place... I could have curled up and died showing you that. Or living that way... and I totally have been living a hellish lifestyle - basically urban camping.

But my poor mum's flat... With dust... crumbs... and fleas.

And athlete's foot on my hands. It's so wrong.

My parents place has taken the most horrible beating over the past decade... my dad was a real artist and interior designer... but we have had the whole family and more rattling back and forth... with all my gear going in and out as I get studios and flats and then they get "regenerated", sold, overpriced, or just summarily evicted because it's six months in.

It was very upsetting to bring you into fleas, dust, A/V stuff and wires and detritus everywhere from this half baked no notice show for artbelow, which I've been hung out to dry on with no lead time and no budget, with years of verbal abuse and disrespect, with an increasingly bully-like total glass ceiling and insulting approach to my skill set and role within the tribe, making out I am "some photocopy print shop flyer guy with an attitude problem", rather than somebody objectively pretty good at everything you'd find in a university.

I literally got the last plane from Amsterdam to London before the lockdown struck, coming back from the ISE conference... and blammo.

Welcome to lockdown. Living in your dead dad's bed, in your mum's place.

 After being trapped... stuck in a bad relationship... being blackmailed and coerced... a few months at a time all the time... long distance with... somebody very controlling and manipulative.

Hemmed in socially by a stalkerish workplace bully, which was achieved in the wake of a very unfortunate and serious car accident killing my best friends in Milan the day before they were due to record their debut record as a band.

I don't remember my 21st birthday. Or that much from that period. Shell-shocked would be the word.

Then I was poisoned in 2003... and it was like ketamine all day every day with no sleep... and stress.

No recollection of my 21st whatsoever. I’m really concussed by the chemical assault and hazing. I don’t give a fuck, either.

Between then and now is... uncomfortable, and very much a lot of emergency conditions and stress.

Tendinitis is a hepatoxicity facet of Fluoroquinolone poisoning, and it's been tough.

A lot of toxic economics, “notting hill the movie” deep-end-corrupt regeneration.

And the fully dubious impact of government bailout anti-terrorism-connected fortune 500 companies with VENROCK NYSE and the Nasdaq setting the tone for the Internet and Social Media TM, with no mention of Insider Trading or securities fraud in the 1980s... or the total deletion of privacy by a violent gangster cartel loosely organised around JP Morgan, Disney, the US ARMY, Pharmaceutical companies, Tobacco Companies, Big FARMER, and MGM.

No mention of 1980s fraud scandals... even if the journalist getting murdered in the Saudi Embassy on the news is Jamal Khashoggi... the son of Adnan Khashoggi, CEO of the BCCI scandal... whose sister is the guy who died in the car with Diana.

You won't hear 'bout that Insider Trading or Murder for Hire scandal. Nope.

Nor its connection to the Bin Laden family's beef with the Americans.

Or the links to Robert Maxwell and Rupert Murdoch. In the media.

Not really, no. Robert Maxwell fell off... Lady Ghislaine, the yacht. And died.

Knightsbridge is just the other side of kensington Gardens. This is local politics where I'm from.

I'd be lying if I told you I like it.

16/09/2023, 9:41 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: My daily stress level is usually so habitually high that I feel like I'm holding my breath all the time.

16/09/2023, 9:42 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: Sorry... adnan Khashoggi's sister is samira, dodi fayed's *mother* and Jamal's auntie.

16/09/2023, 9:43 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: Adnan's sister is not "the guy who died in the car with Diana".

16/09/2023, 9:43 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: Typo.

16/09/2023, 9:43 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: My apologies.

16/09/2023, 9:44 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: Anyhow, I feel terrible about what happened between us, and I'm not OK with the outcome, or who I am at the moment.

16/09/2023, 9:44 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: I'm so sorry about that, and I owe you an apology in person of some sort.

16/09/2023, 9:52 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: I hate being broke and socially isolated, with no privacy at all. Like none. Literally zero.

And the woman I was with decides to up the ante and go polyamorous surfer in Costa Rica... claiming to be "suffering from neglect and very lonely". I didn't enjoy dumping her via text...

... and I'm basically sorry I did that to you. I hate living mediated by smartphone lies and manipulation.

Sometimes I have turned up at somebody's office while still on the phone to point at what they are obviously lying to me about, while still on the line. I'm pretty bad at playing dumb, so I'm not that smart really. Getting better all the time, though.

16/09/2023, 9:53 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: But as for what happened between us, I will always be truly sorry. You got the dead leftovers from my ex. I'm so sorry.

16/09/2023, 9:54 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: It kinda horrified me, in all honesty.

16/09/2023, 9:55 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: You'll always be perfect to me, though. And that's something nobody could ever take away. Like the smile in that photo, strangely robbed of colour, at the top left of the page.

16/09/2023, 9:58 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: I don't remember so clearly who I was emotionally before the poisoning in 2003... and my emotions regarding my sexual desire and to whom it applies... and under what circumstances... that's why I drew the line and deleted your number, and why after finding it saved in a pile of synchronisation logs with just an X... mistook it for somebody else's... and your number has been lodged in my archive ever since, like a little postcard face staring and itching at my conscience.

16/09/2023, 9:59 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: I'm so sorry I was in such poor shape, not just physically but psychologically.

16/09/2023, 10:00 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: It wasn't right for me or for you, I realised quite quickly.

16/09/2023, 10:00 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: And I'm very sorry about that, really.

16/09/2023, 10:02 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: The circumstances were the best, and you're wonderful...

So... I make no apologies really.

But I'm filled with sorrow, indeed. As one should be, under the circumstances.

16/09/2023, 10:18 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: Sorry not sorry?

More like sorry, so sorry, but of course, and some more. You'll get an apology, at some point, but I am not so sorry that you have no idea how sorry, and why.

16/09/2023, 10:23 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: So... I'll bid you goodnight and farewell, ladies and gentlemen, until the next time, may you all fare well, and may you do as you please,

but not so much that it hurts,

which it will sometimes.

As we know all to well,

when bidding farewell to old times,

and welcoming in the new.

So don't be too careful, mind.

It isn't good for you.

16/09/2023, 10:24 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: ... < void WorkRepeatedly (int numberOfTimes)

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16/09/2023, 10:35 pm - ¤ --|☆|-- ¤: ^ hellish lifestyle

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ENDQUOTE???///

So, for Ms Cigdem, or whoever you really are beneath the mask and the surgery… [poor lady… it’s painful to consider the costs…].

She was well presented, and clearly… “mentally ready”. Running a clear incident, a gesture of meaning, a definitely interested in a roll of the dice sort of a lady, it is clear.

Did I detect anything? Come on, why not just speak to allira about my opinion, with my intuition suggesting that facebook messaging her might reveal some “latency issues”… and that lots is going on behind the scenes. You can tell. You know the hallmarks. Allira… - Did I not say… more than just an “edge of professionalism” about this one.

Lovely, but professional. In cigdem’s case… I'm into professional, it's... got a certain style, she’s a very particular person, so when you see the twinkle in the eye as they're playing cat and mouse. It's obviously a naughty way to play. I get you. Got those cards, interested in who dealt them, too.

Love as war, or just a funeral? Just an insult… “nobody loves you… you’re undesirable” was the palm-off spirit. Delivered with intent.

“this is a game… this is not a game”… a long forgotten project I cooked up with BEN MOORE. But worrisome, the way the game works is not so friendly. These are disordered people with no perspective of real consequence.

I’m sorry it was horrid, Cigdem. It’s not what I wanted, and you knew it.

Don't worry, but that fling of *film him steal his data… take advantage… finger the TARGET… exploiit…

That got… not enjoyable… really​ quickly, as it was obviously meant to. Robbing me blind as a bully, not so friendly. I haven’t got anything worth stealing… why secure it? Horrific, to take ideas and then destroy a person’s reputation using surveillance and stalking.

These boys is going to jail or worse. I’m not involved. I’m not. Get it right off my plate. Bollocks. The lot of you. Fuck off - you want to make porn, good for you. DOn’t fucking film me in my house and upload INCEL GOT SERVED when I’m actually crippled with chemotherapy and god only knows what else. Victimised… on a different level. Deprived of any knowledge about the severity. Some shit like Videodrome, with my old school bullies stalking me.

Cigdem, it’s horrifying. What you did… it was dangerous for me, and for you. I’m sorry, and you can see why I’m not seeing anybody for a long while yet. This is deadly evil, and it’s serious. Serious.

Sorry? You aren’t, and you don’t know me to respect me. You’ve been fed… what they’ve been dealing.

OF course. But it's alright. Water under the bridge, so to speak. I forgive you everything and fortnite you can wednesday every day with whoever you want, in whatever ways you want. Don't come pulling my chain without having a serious conversation about ... ARE YOU SERIOUS!

And obviously, no love was supposed to be lost. I was supposed to be run down like roadkill and hazed / humiliated. Well sorry about that, but you need to hire me for roles and tell me what your expectations are if you want me to adhere to the lines. You can't just film porn of me being exploited in my fucking house, and rifle through my snow leopard data... looking for "what might you find?" omar is a stalker and is obsessed with hoarding my life. It's his "food". Fucking nightmare. The level obsession was unhealthy. He's fully not right in the head. Sociopath stalker, and deliberate about it too. Well.. so it's news inside the matrix. Boo TS the fucking what the fuck? And regine was doing NECRO as TELLY for rich peeeps? Mate fuck this. Seriously. That's not good.

Cool so. umm... I'm just kinda gonna go "dark" at some point. You won't so much see me disappear, but it's going to be difficult to pin down what's going on. 

Bullying? Oh it's a bit more serious than that. It's got "quite far", and I'm now "One of the longest running entertainment series" within the dark technology complex and blackmail circuit?

OH RIGHT THAT EXPLAINS EVERYTHING!! 

FUCKING HELL. THAT's...

utterly horrible​  / catastrophic /

ORWELLIAN 

THAT IS [CATASTRPHICALLY ILLEGAL {quite expensive to world / planet eart}] and overtly [ORWELLIAN].

Aint just me getting chewed. We know who these are. It's FUCKED. FUCKING JIMMY SAVILE AND THE REST.

I BEEN ON LSD IN DOLPHIN SQUARE FOUNTAINS... with LEE CITRON BACK in '96. SURE.

IT GOT WEIRD? OH WEIRD IT GOT>

Aha… well, as it goes this sort of brutal WTF is this sort of national conundrum hazing… so you know X? From what? The naughty area?

You ain't got my files. This is just smoke. It’s just one corner of a something else, but nobody would believe that Omar would be drunk driving with the pillages? Ain't my business. Ain't my people. I said fuckoff and see u later for a very proper reason. You see?

\Whoa was I right or what.

OK... deeper. please.

Oh would you know about my GENESIS / G1/2/3/4 project heritage? Would you know a thing or two about why I got decomissioned for GWOT when they went into Afghanistan? Or what happened to my friends. Or the questions about who or what I really might be?.

What do you know about the other one… and the one that got “loaded into the machine as a biological signature”. 

Try me. Trines.
I've heard of other Trines... Going Missing too.

OH I spooky baby.

Tricks? Vampire?

Ah no no no… you seem to misunderstand exactly what sort of a program this is, and how many layers of stack on the “not to be taken seriously” mask have enabled this arrangement. 

The wine they were making inside FIVEYES/SECRETS…  in the light of day it’s not right. Worse than vinegar. Vinegar made from… well you must not ask if you don’t want to know…

But it’s ludicrous. It’s butcher’s chop shop. The bodywork vortex. The numbskull bone ache. The psychotic break from surgery without the general. The heavy trip learning experience when they fit the full-wrap brain implants? 

I mean really.

__________

But as for the betrayal by flying monkey people such as Mohammed Rowe, you know in this business you know, and you have to be kind. Play along. And see right through, to appear blind but to see more. To go beneath. Of course I know and knew. It was fucking embarassing, too. What a fucking cringe. Saw right through him "this man is either a mind reader or he's been sent to put his tongue up my arse and give it INDUSTRIAL ESPIONAGE.

COme on you got rob this? I'm not even a research scientist, I'm just a creative. But it's the competitive buzz. IT's the stalker obsession. GOT TO BE BETTER THAN. GOT TO HUBRIS HUBRIS INSECURE OEDIPAL GIMME GIMME BIG DICK HUNGRY MAN LAZY NARCISSISTIC FLYING MONKEY DO IT WHILE I WATCH.

Omar likes “precarious” he likes “risky. He likes… FAIL IMMINENT. When he first met me, he wanted FIREWORKs under the westway. He had me modify a firework badly, and we almost blew up an old lady with some serious stupid firework made with masking tape and bad design. Luckily it went out.

The man is a liability, and was engineering and instigating constant violence and destruction to... just explore the trouble. All the time. Rocking the boat, to kick you off. To watch the whole thing burn and sink. So excitable. So… scandalous. Lord Flashman had a arty time.

To witness the destruction, and cause reputational harm. To use scandal to ingraciate and manipulate. Don't use him... he’s useless…. finished. Use ME. I'm the REPLACEMENT WONDERFUL (find out how to contact him and get him to come up with the ideas, then we’ll hire students and sell it, while we have cocaine orgies with the politicians…) I will not partake. OF course not. But CCTV affords novel new opportunities for PLAGIARISM and THEFT. for TARGETING INDIVIDUALS using NATION STATE RESOURCES. It’s become a SPORTS OPERATION.

the JOCKS. The BULLIES.

“revenge of the nerds”… an obsession with a really shit film. I grew up on Shakespeare, not hollywood straight-to-video blockbuster shelf porn. I’m from the Barbican Theatre - I was there more often than I was at home for some periods of my school life. I don’t regret the exile, and the isolation from my contemporaries. I’m made of different stuff, a rare breed so to speak.

Chaucer speaks volumes. Omar and Calum, my gut feeling was “disaster combo”. Little Neurotic, Big Oaf. Classic formula for bullies… and they’re going to see me as the target. I’m in the middle, and I’m ill. It won’t work, so I scoot. And then this “the prisoner” thing with the weird job, the rear-end insurance shunt… in the carpark outside the mosque… on my brother’s birthday… and then Regine Mowill grinning like a lizard and offering me a place to go, knowing I’m not really welcome in the family home, because of the space issues, and the bullying.\\ She had also been set up… BAD GIRLS DORMITORY was the operation. She wanted to really hammer down a nail. Really make a man USED the way her momma did to daddy.

But I could see through Regine to something unspeakable. A woman who was truly suffering, and she didn’t like the fact that she enjoyed what she did to me. IT was an ugly realisation about the nature of her personality as she’d been conditioned, and I think she’s shifted the gears. Expensive lessons don’t come cheap. The closing talk was good, we talked about robotic cupid and the snakes, and why we were just people trying to make our way, really, and that we’d never bothered to get to know each other, even on a basic level. IT was a wave across 5000 miles of ocean. Total insincerity, now abolished. Who was sitting out of frame, out of shot? Who knows. That’s the cuckold program. The ritualised humiliation move. The “I’m fucking your life, eating your dinner, fucking your momma”. The grinch who stole Christmas.

Got to know these two way too well over the years. Calum is a TRANSMITTER of neurotic “ridiculing” and avoidance of serious contemplation. He has a short fuse, and is prone to RAGING OUT. He has threatened me a number of times… over what? With violence? Why? I don’t understand. I really don’t.

With me? Rejection OVERRULED. WE BULLY YOU, YOU DO NOT GET TO SAY “LEAVE ME ALONE’.

They had to stick like glue. Had to “insert the penis”. Had to “reach around to have a feel”. The rapey. The “public violation”. The “government reputational assault”. The “career destruction”. The “watch them starve” Schadenfreude hubris. The coked up privilege. The harr harr harr harr harr rugger bugger boomtown shuffle. England taken to pieces by this sort of scum.

Long time I been ignoring them. Attention seeking neurotic little kids... 

MY SYMPATHY IS NON EXISTANT THIS IS FUCKED UP SERIOUS.

__________

You got some friends, and I ain’t among them. Enjoy those ho-zone pro-spygirl bullies, and the money expionage steal their phone game during orgies. No bother. I get the uniform.

For nine year olds it’d be mean, but this is something entirely different.

These foolish bloody idiots… I’m ashamed to say I introduced them and trained them in the basics of clowning and comedy… and look at what they stuck the pin the tail on the donkey with…

Oi mate that’s ridiculous. That’s ridiculous.

INCEL?

I couldn’t feel my fucking feet you disgusting evil lunatics.

YEA I LIVE ONLINE NOW.

FUcking hell. 24/7 snail trail of WTF.

Black box time, innit. Gonna build my own, and it’s “showtime” as they say.

Sorry Cigdem, but let’s not play teenage games. This is not you being victimised by me, and you’re into whatever you’re into. You know when you know, and whatever went on between us was poisoned from Day One. It’s all part of the stooge show, really, and Bill Gates needs arresting for the nest of absurdity which the internet has become.

Fortnite Baby… stick to fortnite. Wednesday / Friday Night…

It’s enjoyable to stretch the brains of 13 year olds and demonstrate the sheer spectacle of a “true athlete” who uses opiates and cocaine as a float plane. There’s a whole world in torture garden, I’m from Slimelight since the ‘80s. You don’t know what I know. I’m not bothered, seriously. I grew up in a prostitution district. I know.

Anyhow, Christmas card list would be improved by bothering to read, and not having a “swinger’s “too naive for dirtygirl” I am married… personal inbox as a sexclub / default form letter” that’s pre-written, and a full on database of conquest-tennis stacked up lady knows how to move. Can’t be typed in the period of time it was issued as a response. I’ll send a bar of soap if you give me an address, with a “youtube play button” on it.

Don’t worry Cigdem, I’m not for you. You and I know that. I am not coming for you, chasing you, or playing no games about this nonsense situation that was engineered as a multi-decade high budget militarised theatrical oddity, involving deliberate mobbing and plagiarism of my work and a continual and lavish production to run wild exhibitionist BDSM humiliation of the cuck orgies which I'm excluded from {not participating is fine by me, in that regard...}

I saw as a teenager what Calum and Omar were into and it repelled me utterly, on a comedy basis as well as lifestyle. I gave them my advice, and tapped out a warning, and then a delivery of the ultimatum.

I had a lot of those guys - not a lot of friends for me at UCS… and I didn’t know myself. That was the major issue. Living in a torture box at home… and at school, a weirdo - but not one that was unwilling to defend the weaker kids against victimisation. The bullying scene at UCS was malevolent and pub addicted. These were bully drunks. Ugly men, who probably fuck whores together in soho, and have secret meetings with constables. You know… the “network” has a dresscode. He dressed like a prison warden Dr Colwell, and fancied himself very serious. Mr Plow was a special bro, too.

I had more than enough diagnostic data before I kicked them off my life. ... except they stuck about like HERPES using CCTV and illegal use of... wince​* you FUCKING PRATS/ ////

CIGDEM///
FLOWER of…

+ a “maltese cross” / is?
FGM./ .MGM

MALE GEN[IT]AL MUTILATION/? **EiiR.(*GEN1.OSS/VOODOOSECRETS).TS ][ FOUR CENTURES OF SERVICE / = ““ __STATUS

PLEASE SEE IAN NICOLSON / THE BRITISH COLONIAL ADMINISTRATION OF NIGERIA / OXFORD UNIVERSITY PRESS


// WHO AM I?

// WWHO/.DO YOU_RE’ALLY WORK FOR/WITH?<mo.rowe>/[SECRETS@]2NITEvsFORTNITE@~qnon,.”;’

my thoughts immediately. First time. OK, plant discovered, let's unwrap this "little present" and see what's what... 

of course. Trained actor and all. Don't make porn films without my permission please? Fuck. I mean… this is not just Truman Show. this is not just videodrome. This is not “velvet your blues”.

The PRISONER /

A lifelong project… of the elite.

A new form of enslavement. A manufactured human…

Don’t worry about consent? Is somebody filming. Did you… get busy and place the cameras while I washed my hands?

He wouldn’t know, right… or do he care. He’s probably really shit in bed. Ah well, I’m hungry like the wolf, and don’t you know it.

Go on then. Don’t mind if I do.

An investigation is required, and didn’t I find clues.

A jigsaw puzzle of morphological intrigues and forensic details… plot holes and exposures, weird facts and airbags to focus. Can you reinflate your &_ F*.

Smile and wave for the camera. Just like back and think of England… lab test? Condom?

Forget about that... I'm the INCEL victim of veterinary torture. Lovely people, VOTE TORY. }. Game’s [ON].

It wasn’t just weird, it was kinda mind-fuckery. Let’s go through the details carefully…

Enjoy the digi-riddles I sent you, you can find much fun in them. They’ve got magical fantasty as well as hidden codify. 

Ands of courses:

                   The CRUCISZL

                                                  WONDER:

                                  https://youtu.be/W7JyjZI3LUM?si=6WsZMbtboiv0A1AS

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Enjoy the broadcast “episodes”. FORSALEIN...

WOT DEMBIS TEACH I?
HE TEACH I THE RIDDEM
THE KUKU - the cuckold? no.

THE DO NOT MUTILATE
THE WOMEN ARE NOT PUSSY-CUT
THIS IS NOT BOKO BOKO
THIS IS REAL DEAL OYO OHO
UNDERCOVER ORIGINAL
SPECIAL SELECTOR
UNSPOKEN RULE

WE SPEAK TO ETERNITIES
SEEN THROUGH THE EYES OF THE JAGUAR INSIDE THE MIND

WE HEAR THE DRUMS SPEAK
WE DECODE THE RHYMES

KUKU

DO NOT CUT THE PUSSY.

NO “MOUSTACHE” clit reduction.

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IF I CATCH A MAN CUTTING A WOMAN’S PUSSY UP LIKE BEEF… SAYING I READS THIS IS MANUAL STIPULATION FOR KIDS… RUSTY KNIFE NO ANAESTHETIC…. CONFICATE THE WHOLE TING BRO>? A SERIOUS MUTLATION? I WILL RAIN DOWN ONE, MAYBE THREE BLOW UPON HIS NECK n RIBCAGE. WE got PUT THIS IN THE BACK OF THE KNEE AND DOWN TO THE UNDERWORLD. PINNED TO THE DECK LIKE. AMUDKSIPPER WITH A SPEARPOINT IN IT.

THINK DR SPOCK LASER POWERED G.DEATHGRIP VULCAN SLEEPY TIME FOR IDIOT. WAKE UP WITH A HEADACHE, IN THE BACK OF THE VEHICLE.

clit stays [ON]
dickhead can fuck [OFF]

Olodumare sent me.

YOu got problems? Oh you will.

I’ll book your haram. And take your knife. I’ll film it too.

I don’t come up from behind, I’m trained in hockey. Watch out for that backswing, Omar. You fool. YOu’ll get a warning before I strike.

OK… so just to show credentials, and form.

I was asked to do the soundtrack for Tony Scott ()topfunetc) good gig… personal contact, recommended as a kindred spirit of Ms Domino Harvey.

I took a look at the project, and made a concept sample. It is online somewhere, I’ll dig it up pronto. We beat up a filing cabinet and filled it with broken glass. Sounded dope as. Ended up as used artbelow KBRIDGE@___B4.#OP.BULLYTOWN_ INTERCUT WITH BAD DISCO? NOTME. ABBAFREE?SOHO=winkwink. : OPERATION.GAYBAR.SAUSAGESANDWICH/DEW.HURST/BONDY’S+PLASTICBAND.WARDRIVE.CCTV.

1:15;SKIP TO 3:21;’”

I had a bad feeling about that Movie, and what might be behind it. It tasted… not quite right? Jack had grown up in bed with Paris Hilton, reportedly.

I was not buying, and my amygdala was blinkenlights: OFF.

I avoided it. The protagonist… A Ms K Knightley, freshly injected into the A list. I could just visualise the poster in my head, intuitively, and I hated the movie. You can’t get a straight (flex) girl (*)\ºfriend?)_ to play a militant lesbian. It’s just not right. The microexpressions will be different, tis the wrong mentality. IT ended up with ms k pole dancing in the movie, and Ms Real Bad Domino complained. It ain’t like that, it’s meth. It’s serious. It’s people for r4eal.

I couldn’t do it, that soundtrack. Dunno why I bailed, the atmosphere was not right. Regrets? Maybe…

Aye, well I wanted to go to LA and just meet her- the real domino. She was apparently very much like me, and had few friends who were on her level, as a mentality. Supermodel? Maybe… but instead. bounty hunter.

Jack said she was hilarious, and a bit like Lee. A proper practical ninja. My intuition said… stay away from Paris Hilton’s Chihuaha and the NYC indie mob, it sounds appallingly shallow. I stalled, the project continued, I was offered the end credits, I saw the poster, and witheld my materials. I never met Domino, but I totally got the scope of her. Jack wanted us to get together and have a play fight, then get the guns out. I should have, and we should have filmed it. It would have been just right, a fellow lover of incendiaries. A precision operator who likes a bit of chaos. We could have gone hunting ladies together in LA. I’m an idiot, right>? Maybe… maybe not. Maybe that’s how come I lived…

Unfortunately during production, Domino was found dead in a bathtub. Wonder if there’s anything funny about that? What would you know about waterboarding?