People misunderstand schizophrenia. It’s sad, especially for those on the receiving end. People hear that awful sounding word, & they think of patients in mental hospitals wearing suicide smocks that are prone to be negative. No one ever researches it in a positive light. Sadness all around. Maybe schizophrenic people hear things that others can NOT hear, but are there nonetheless. We all exist on frequencies, so maybe they hear a different channel than most do. Who knows? Difficult & arguably impossible to study this phenomenon with any rational evidence. Medical peoples dish out pharmaceutical drugs. Therapists & psychiatrists who really are there for their gain, not yours, don’t actually contribute much other than data, & you’re just another name on a checklist. The food is essentially poisoned, the water, the zeitgeist, & all of these factors when combined, as they are amongst much of the populous, how can someone who stands out because they hear & see things others don’t get real…guidance, you could say, guidance & understanding, AND an openness to find the truth behind schizophrenia, rather than dope you up like a lab rat, then wait for the results. It’s a sinister system, & since your overlords don’t really care about we commoners, wouldn’t hold my breath that anything will change soon, but who knows? As I’ve said before, it’s nearly impossible to make the call on what comes next in the not-so-distant future. Day by day Fishheads, day by day. For all of you, & for none of you at all. More to come, stay tuned. So sayeth Fish™…🎏
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Raping the Pig
No, this has nothing to do with an episode of Black Mirror; the title is referring to those in power positions taking all they can out of this quickly-draining country before it collapses. If you can get loans, get them, & don’t pay. Credit cards, same thing. It’s just a matter of time, & if you’re one of those who believes this country can turn around, you might want to rethink your false logic. This is a GLOBAL event taking place in real time; the transition from a majority human population to a majority digital population, & humanity is in the death throws before the elites drop the big hammer & do something that’s going to truly shock the world. Actually, it’ll probably be a series of events, one after another, designed to completely demoralize & exhaust the humans who can survive it. From now, until January 1st, 2031, it’s going to be the greatest test humanity has ever faced, more power on the line than ever, them versus us, them here to take over the world, us just going to try to survive, & any pragmatist will tell you that the odds are in their favor, not ours. They have spent decades, centuries even, building a foundation to launch the depopulation agenda when the time was right. Think-tanks among these elites have used methods you can’t even fathom to not only predict, but to direct the future as well. These people live in a whole other world than the “regular folks” do. To them, we are here to serve them, & their agendas. To us, well…most of “us,” don’t have much of a clue what is really going on because most are too busy being distracted with consumption, & divided by a globalist controlled CIA-propaganda machine mainstream fake news media. If one were on the globalist side, one could argue for their cause, if you will, quite effectively, but since most of us are not, & our only option is to try & survive their holocaust, like enslaved animals, burdened with paper Monopoly money, their new world order plan simply won’t do, but what can we really do to stop it?
Thus, the proverbial powers-that-be, who are well-aware of an imminent financial collapse, have systematically financially weeded out us little guys by crashing the markets, so we essentially have zero chance in their new world, nor can we rape the pig too. Once the AI has replaced most humans with automated jobs that can produce 24/7 without any sick leave, paychecks, insurance, none of that anymore, most of the general populous will be deemed unnecessary, & then POOF, we’re gone, just like we were never here, so that the ruling elites can remake the planet in their image. This is why they’re “raping the pig” now, as they prepare for the inevitable. It sucks for people like yours truly who know their plan & know what they are about to do…mainly because we can’t do a fucking thing about it. This is really all I can do, & I’m so shadowbanned, I’m lucky if 20 people read any of these meaningless articles I diligently write on a relatively daily basis. If I don’t print this all out in hard copy, all 6000-plus pages, it’ll be erased eventually, lost forever in the digital oblivion, along with any virtual tombstone that simply states, “I was here.” Kind of makes this entire existence feel utterly meaningless, doesn’t it? Maybe it is, & maybe that’s the big joke when you die; the joke being that you could’ve just left by thine own hand at any time with zero consequence, & incarnated on some other planet or something, something else, somewhere else, some place better than this 3d prison planet hell. “It’s all just a game,” as Alan Watts says, & considering no one recalls where they were prior to this life, I suspect that when you die, you don’t even remember being here, similar to when one dreams, only with more permanence, you could say.
Nonetheless, from this point until we reach the next decade, I expect a new world war, a fresh plandemic that actually kills people dead, a financial controlled-demolition, billions starving & suffering under an illusion of scarcity, fueled by the blame the humans are causing “man-made global warming,” when there’s always been & always will be more than enough abundance for everyone. These scumfucks atop the power pyramid are soulless, & WILL carry out their agenda at the expense of billions of human lives to get their new world. THEIR plan, not mine, remember? I am simply here to expose said plan, albeit only to a scant few in comparison to the total population. Maybe these globalists are right, maybe most humans aren’t worthy of existence, but I have to ask: Who makes that call? Soulless psychopaths who are lucky enough to have been birthed into ancient royal bloodlines? That’s always the question, isn’t it? “Who decides?” If it’s nerds like Bill Gates & his ilk, well then I suppose eventually I’ll be hunted down by killer AI robot dogs, which is another Black Mirror reference, of course. Predictive programming abounds these days, in case you hadn’t noticed. Ever wonder why there’s so many zombie-themed movies, shows, & video games? Or just media that desensitizes real-life violence? They’re mentally preparing the masses for the end. It’s called “programming” for a reason, but we’ve been over all of this many times, so I’m going to wrap this one up. Until next time dear readers, the end if nigh, with 6 & ½ years to go, where we will be in 2031? So sayeth FisH™…🎏
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Dreamscape
Yet again, AGAIN, I had one of these insanely lucid epic saga dreams. This one was in a house, some kind of distorted house, for lack of a better adjective. I think it was the house that I’ve gone to in many recurring dreams prior, but I am not sure. The familiarity is there, like I knew my way around, but something seemed different. It doesn’t help that the memory of this recent dream is fading away with every moment that goes by. I’ve been to this house many times, & usually I just POOF, & I’m in the house, but sometimes there’s a part where I am aware of some secret entrance through the attic, which I know, makes no sense, but nonetheless, that’s how you get in, through some kind of snaky, behind-the-walls “entrance,” in the attic. Would you like to see my house? I did my best to recreate it through a GIF animation, which turned out surprisingly well. Obviously, there’s no way to say whether or not this is EXACTLY how the house looks, but it’s the best interpretation I can come up with. Check it out:
I exaggerated a bit with the backwards waterfall; I’m not sure there is one, I just thought it gave some life to this castle of mine. It’s so bizarre, & I wish I could truly explain the feeling in words when I have these journeys in my sleeping subconscious. I have an entire other brain when I am there, with memories, & recollections, that I do not have here. How can that be? I’ve been meticulously searching for some answers, & I am yet to come up with anything via the entire internet it seems. I can’t be alone with this, can I? There’s people there that I know, along with places that I know, & I know them as well as know where to go, but these are people & places that have never existed here on 3d Prison Planet Earth, not in my world anyway. Who are they? Where are these places? How can I have memories when I’m there, memories from THERE, not here, & I forgot to mention, I have zero recollection of being here in this waking world at all when I’m there, ZERO. Like I said, it’s like I live from a different brain when I have these dreams, & that’s not hyperbole; it’s real, as real as this rain outside my window, at least to me it is.
I remember flashes of scenes from this latest dream, due to the passing of time, & since I cannot recall what exactly was happening, I’m not going to attempt to illustrate this dream, as far as plot lines go. I remember the halls in the house, these arcing hallways, like a hallway you might see in a Dr. Suess book, a checkerboard marble hall atop a bubble is a good way to think of it, & there’s places where you go through the walls, & even the floor sometimes to get to the room you’re trying to reach. Yes, literally walking through walls, & like a controlled falling between the floors, all second nature, just like walking. I know these rooms, these halls, these ways, I know them all. I know them all because it’s MY house on the hill, oh but how, how is this all possible? There’s a flash, like literally I just had a flash from the dream, in real-time, & I remember there being a girl, wearing nothing but an old man’s blazer, a skinny wretched little creature she was, & she had a massive bush, all tangled like an used bird’s nest after the babies take the leap of faith to the ground below. Her undercarriage smelled too, like old sweat & AIDS maybe, I don’t know, but myself, & some other people were watching this bony girl, this thing, doing something weird. She might have even been trying to climb up the wall backwards, I don’t know, I just remember this writhing, like a demonic dance of sorts perhaps, gah, I can’t remember, but just to note, it’s really rare that I smell anything in dreams that I can remember. I know, I enjoy good smells, & I don’t ever notice them in dreams, as I mentioned, so it sucks it had to be Ms. Fish Taco, but whatever was happening, it was nothing sexual, believe me. It was more like looking through the glass into a padded room with a severely distressed mental patient in it. Besides that odd recollection, I do know there was a really good plot line in this dream, & there was something to do, & myself along with some dream friends were doing something, some task, or a mission, if you will, but what it was, I just can’t recall.
I need to come straight to the computer when these dreams happen, & just start writing it out, pure stream-of-consciousness, recollecting the events as they happened, the people along with their respective features, the places, as well as the features of those, all of it, as much as I can, because these dreams haunt me, all day, every day, they haunt me. Constant random flashes, along with visions of the future, the past, somewhere, nowhere, I don’t know. I am so intrigued by inter-dimensional travel, & absolutely fascinated by this other place, this dreamscape of mine, a place that’s as real as here, when I am there, so which one is the real dream? Is dreaming truly what it’s been defined as here in 3d Earth? Ever feel like you’re missing something, something so obvious, something that you know you know, but just can’t get that worm to pop its little head out of the hole in the dirt to recall it, ever feel like that? Ever feel like there’s something so much greater than this? Oy vey, does it even really matter? This world is the 3d matrix prison planet debt slave Earth, & the other world, for yours truly, is something so much bigger, so much more connective, more organic, more FREE, then this forsaken world has ever been, so why the fuck do I keep waking up back here? It’s so frustrating, & it’s making me yearn for sleep, so I can be here less, & there more, which is probably not healthy. As long as I get to work on-time to earn my slave wages, I can sleep the whole time between daily shifts, because fuck it. I’ll just play it day by day actually, because I need to do my walks, soak up the cosmic energy from the Sun, & just get out, get out & move around. It would be great if I enjoyed waking up for a change, know what I mean? Until next time dear readers, be mindful of traveling to the Interzone, for you might want to stay there, & never come back. So sayeth FisH™…🎏
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The Fooze: S6E4 6/4/2023 Freewill Invasion
CALLING TO THE ASCENDED MASTERS, THE ONES OUTSIDE THE PLANET & OUTSIDE THIS 3RD DIMENSION, I CALL ON YOU TO BRING IN THE TEAM, & HELP FISH GET BACK UP ON THE WALL, RIGHT NEXT TO THE MOUNTED DEER HEAD. THIS IS NOT FOR HUMANS, THIS IS A DIRECT CALL FOR HELP VIA MY OUTER-DIMENSIONAL SOUL FAMILY. YES, I KNOW, THIS SOUNDS ABSOLUTELY MAD, BUT THAT’S GRAVY FOR ME RIGHT NOW. I CANNOT DENY THE SYNCHRONICITY, SUCH IS MY WAY. YOUR WAY IS YOUR WAY, & MINE IS MY WAY. BEFORE PROCEEDING, WATCH THE VIDEO BELOW. IT’S MOST IMPORTANT THAT YOU RECEIVE THE MESSAGE BELOW, BECAUSE MAYBE THIS WILL RESONATE WITH YOU AS WELL. TIMING IS DIVINE, NOTHING IS RANDOM, & THE ODDS OF A MESSAGE LIKE THIS FINDING ME, AT THIS MOMENT, IS EITHER AN EXCEPTIONALLY KOOKY COINCIDENCE, OR HAS A MEANING. THEY SAY, “ASK US,” & SO, FISH IS ASKING, & I WILL UPDATE WHAT COMES OF THIS BELOW. LISTEN, WATCH, UNDERSTAND THE WORDS, OR CALL ME INSANE & GO WATCH MORE NETFLIX. DO HAST THOU WILL. THIS IS A HARD LESSON THAT MOST CERTAINLY NEEDED LEARNING. NOW, CONTINUE BY CLICKING THE VIDEO BELOW.
Before you all take the title of this Sunday Foozer the wrong way, I suggest you watch or listen to the video above. In fact, STOP READING, if you have NOT watched the video above. Talk about synchronicity…like ultra-spooky synchronicity, it’s quite surreal. Life as a whole, is becoming exponentially more surreal by the nano-second, seriously, what the fuck is going on in this world anyway? Maybe it’s these divine realizations I am experiencing on a seemingly momentary basis? Fuck if I know, but do you ever get the feeling like you’re missing something that should be VERY obvious? I’m literally living that, as I type, & as you read, I am living this, whatever this is.
If you watched the video above, you’ll know that the guy narrating, EXPLICITLY reassures you that if YOU need help, just ask for their help & to STOP, STOP asking other humans for help. The day will come when there will be no one to help, no human anyway, & God damnit, he’s so over the target, hence why I mention the surreality of daily life for this floating fish. However, & I am directing this at the narrator of the video, I never wanted help from any humans, NEVER, but when you feel like there is no higher power to ask, who else could help? I feel like I asked whoever is up there COUNTLESS times for help, & it always appeared to fall on deaf ears, not to mention, one might feel like they’re going insane if they presume that there are “ascended beings” with hand over the red phone, just waiting to pick up, then offer help. This is all so confusing, which is adding to this feeling I have that I am missing something so fucking obvious, but where? What? Who? Why? How the fuck am I supposed to know what I’m looking for? Frustrations…furiously frustrating frustrations. Send me a clue maybe…again, directed at these supposed “helpers,”
Humans have been poisoned form birth, between the water, the food, the drugs, & that’s just the physical health aspect of the dynamic. The mental health of humanity…oy vey, do I really need to illustrate the cray-cray-craziness of these floundering masses? Surely, I don’t have to, not even if you call me Shirley. The reason I mention that though, is because most of us, like 99% of us, have been negatively affected by the relentless attack on us regular folks, via the so-called elites, & as a result, our faculties are dampened, some of us much more than others. If you’re still stuck in the fog, it’s arguably impossible to use, and/or even be aware of, your true potential as a human being. Yours truly knows this foggy feeling all too well. Years gone by, YEARS, decades maybe, & there I was, aimlessly bouncing around in that foggy fog, with no real inclination that I was even trapped in a mist that I couldn’t see through. I tried, man did I try, but there is no try is there? No, there is only do or not do, period. Am I wrong? I tried, & I failed, so I did NOT do, in that circumstance. Maybe next time I’ll DO. There is no try.
Nonetheless, I am here, still here, still leveling up, & as futile as this trip appears to be sometimes, I keep rollin like Fred Durst at a frat house. I started this channel around the notion of ascension, ascending from this 3d spatiality, past the 4d temporal time dimension, & back to the next spatial dimension at 5d. I dove in head first, back in the 2012ish time, & just kept diving…deeper, deeper, deeper, diving down, down, down, as far as I could go, then kept going beyond that. All of the things I have learned, in alignment with what have remembered, from my higher soul self, have culminated to this moment, right here, right now, as in the present as it gets, despite me alluding to the woes of the past, & the acidic anxiety of an uncertain future, I remind myself every time these thoughts show up that you MUST BE IN THE PRESENT. One has to exist in the present, & yes, it’s good to plan, but to actually exist, right here in this fleeting moment, is the only thing you know for sure. Yes, much has occurred; from the little bambino I once was, through all the chaos of evolving out of the karmic chrysalis, leveling up, leveling up, grind, grind, grind. So much time, but just a fraction of a spark in the greater picture. We are only subject to time here in 3d, but in 5d, no more time chains, at least I hope all of this is true. Never been a fan of blind faith, but somehow some of these things just make…rational sense, for me of course. I can’t speak for you; I don’t even know your language. (Bender, Breakfast Club)
Keep in mind though, rationality is relative to the dimension you’re existing in. Ever notice that when you dream, you don’t really relate to your waking world? Nope, all of those daily hassles, the stressors, the future plans, the pastime woes, all just gone. It is for me anyway, so I doubt I’m alone on this, but isn’t it odd how you exist in your subconscious, as if you already know how to, yet without any connection to your 3d world…i.e…THIS world. It’s all so bizarrrrrrre…gah…& now, it’s kind of bugging me that I apparently cannot see what it is I’m supposed to be seeing from the message in the video above. Yes, seeing clearly, but nope, still don’t know, & so, here I go, & if this collective of ascended beings is real, they better fucking hear me, because I guarantee you that NO ONE else has done a write-up on the video linked above like this one. I must be careful not to sound beggish; can’t be a shameful beggar any more, can we? Also, this has NOTHING to do with money, & I will repeat, NOTHING to do with something so artificially vapid as money. I am asking for genuine divine help, & whatever that entails. I expect nothing, but you all who are supposedly up there in the next level, said to ask for help, so I’m asking. What I want, or rather, maybe what I need, as far as help goes, is help getting back to the summit, back to the next level up, from wherein I fell, probably a very long time ago. I fell, & I’m still stuck down here in these lower vibrations, with a severe case of amnesia, & the feeling that I am missing the fuck outta something I should be seeing, but what? WHAT AM I MISSING??? Help us out from the 5d; I’m asking, can you all help me?(directed at the narrator of the video linked above)
THIS IS NOT DIRECTED AT HUMANS…just to be extra-crystal clear, unless the people who sent that message are in fact, human, only an advanced leveled-up version of human. Yes, I know, this sounds totally insane, & most likely, this new age stuff is part of the great psy-op that keeps us trapped in The Great Mouse Trap. I’m a wishful thinker at the wrong time, most of the time, so I admit, the video linked above is probably bullshit. But…what if it isn’t? It’s not like it’s a cult, or a religion, they’re just messages, allegedly channel messages, which makes it all sound even nuttier. I don’t know why I listen to them, but I do, & I have, for over a decade now, & although the world is getting more sordid by the second, those of us who have spiritual mojo going on continue to move forward. Maybe forward, like to the edge of a cliff, but I don’t think so. Yours truly can DEFINITIVELY proclaim with 1000% certainty, that I have changed, a true “awakening,” & I have discovered things in this incarnation that I don’t think I’ve found before. This life, this existence, THIS ONE HERE, it all changed for my higher self. I can feel it, I know it, or, I have totally gone full Murphy with delusionality, & this ascension, as it were, this super-surreal ascension thing, is all just the goal of the psy-op.
If you’re totally lost right now, watch this video below; it will help. The FisH™ abides, as always. Of course, this is ONLY one summary interpretation, so if you want to dive deeper, just look up, “What is ascension?” Things above you will guide you, as has been my journey, but only when YOU turn the switch back from “OFF,” to “ON.”
Okay Fishheads, that’s enough on this, but only for now. I have to beg without begging that the soul fam is truly listening, understands my sincerity despite my narcissity, & actually comes to help Fish out. Just in general, like I’m lost, I feel very lost, so I ask my ascended family to help. NO HUMAN HELP; I DO NOT WANT HELP FROM HUMANS ANYMORE. NO MORE RELIANCE ON HUMANS, because one day, as they say, there will be no humans here to help out anymore, & that’s something I really need to process properly, because 4d time is running out, on many levels, so no more fucking around. I think I might be understanding what I am supposed to see, so maybe they are on the way. They said, “Why don’t you ask us?” Well, I didn’t know I had that option until now, so now that I do, I am asking, asking my ascended soul family, come help me. Until next time dear readers, crazy is relative, & people who are really crazy, do not know they’re crazy. I have my faculties, I am self-aware, & furthermore, I could care less what anyone thinks. It’s MY trip, MY journey, but I’ll be sure to keep updates to this unusual post coming, as the days go by. So sayeth FisH™…🎣
For all of you, & for none of you at all…🎏
“Crazy is relative.” Fish F Fish🎏
“A time will come, when no one will be there to save your ass.” Fish F Fish🎏
“Stop doing the wrong thing pussycat.” Fish F Fish🎏
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The Fooze: S5E19 5/192023 Holocaustian Horror
I used to be the…let me think up an analogy, the kind of guy that could sell you a vacuum cleaner, on my door-to-door route, I could do that, jazz it up, oh wow, what a vacuum, you’ve never seen anything suck it up like this vacuum cleaner, …ARF ARF ARF ARF…I could do all that, STILL convince you to buy one of my vacuums, & when you go to turn it on, after I depart, it doesn’t turn on. Great analogy, at least in my head it is, maybe not, I’d know more than you, since none of you know me, but when I look back, yep, just a washed-up vacuum cleaner salesman of sorts. What a life, like seriously, is this a fucking joke? Am I alone with this, or are other GenXers waking up to this grim realization as well? Fuckin hell, & what took me so long? Sheesh. Almost my whole life, just duh, clueless, like it wasn’t even me, just like an autopilot of some kind, hence why I sternly question the validity of “free will.” Sure, you think you make choices, or are you thinking that you’re thinking you’re making choices? Maybe you’re just running programs, & your “choices,” are just you own illustration of the code? Isn’t that right, Phil Throwup? Phil Throwup was a guy who puked on the drunk bus my first freshman year at college, poor guy. No idea why I jus thought of that, but look at him now, immortalized in GIF on a shadowbanned blog…well done Phil, really you’ve come far…(puke noise)
Obviously, I have no idea how valid any of this notions are, but what do you have to offer? Do you know the answers to any of those aforementioned inquiries? I’d wager that you don’t, so maybe think twice before you attack any of these conceptual scenarios I present to all of you, dear readers. Honestly, it matters not to me, since I will never bend the knee, especially to other peasants, & Im going to keep writing, & writing, & writing, just like this, with ZERO filter, stream-of-consciousness, just tuning the dial into a frequency, & letting these age-ed fingers fly. Age-ed, but with a tremendous amount of wasted potential, absolutely tremendous amount of time, time time time, damn this time sometimes, know what I mean? When you’re in jail, or somewhere you don’t want to be, it crawls like an earthworm on a hot sidewalk, but when you’re having fun, & in good spirits, time flies like a hungry hawk that eyes an oblivious groundhog. It’s all down to individual perception, & unfortunately for yours truly, I’m stuck in quite a precarious position. My “having fun” time has stretched from 16 or so…allllllllll the way until yesterday, if you want to officially count cannabis as “using.” Nope, not a single sober day, counting the weed, not one I can recall anyway. If none of the above, most certainly cigarettes were in the daily mix, & to me, that too, is “using.” One has to refrain ENTIRELY from any/all intoxicants, to be officially not “using.” Now, once again, in a very Sisyphusian manner, I’m going to try to go 24 hours, with ZERO intoxicants. Only one day, ONE day, & if I can’t do this for myself, I might as well be done. If a grown man cannot go one day without intoxication of some kind, he’s probably not a grown man.
The hard truth is…that it’s true. Nope, I’m not a “grown” man at all, not even close. I look like a kid for fuck’s sake, I STILL get carded for smokes, at 45, & if it wasn’t for my bald head, people would think I’m in my late 20s, early 30s maybe, a solid decade or two younger than my actual age. Minus all the knowledge I’ve accumulated, I’m still, STILL, that same disheveled weed dealer from yesteryear, with no goals, no ambitions, no plans, just party all the way through until it’s over. I guess that’s what’s happening here, STILL, ugh, fuck if I know. If I’m balancing out my karma, I could understand & abide that I suppose, & as lame as my life is, it could be worse, much much worse. If I’m leveling up, fuck it, I’ll ride this one out until my final breath in this meat suit, before I dump it. I wonder if I’ll carry these ideas with me, like my theory about The Great Recycler for instance. What if that one comes true? I’m not going into any “light” when I die, & in fact, I think I might just wait before I rush into anything once I’ve left this 3d Earth plan, & returned from where I originated, which I think, is the Galactic Central Sun, Source, the Alpha & Omega of all we know as conscious beings. Of course, I could be wrong, but in either case, I’m NOT going “into the light,” & nor should you, unless you want to be recycled with your memories wiped yet again by The Great Recycler, to do ALL of this, yet again, to ultimately end up in the same fucking place, yet again, after feeding this entity with YOUR soul energy, yet again. Reincarnation is redundant if it’s at the whim of some higher-dimensional beast of darkness that feeds on human soul power, not to help you, not so you no longer have to suffer wayyyyy down here in 3d, but rather, to help itself, & those helping it believe it will help them, but this is artificial, a false God, & one day, the Reckoning will come.
Again, I’m not saying these things are real and/or true, of course, but the idea of it being real sure explains a lot of what’s going on. The worst part abut that, is that if it is true, & your so-called leaders are well-aware, & helping this fucking thing, take a step back, & look at the bigger picture, the entire picture, & ask yourself, “What do I see here?” What you might find, as I did when I asked myself the same question, is that the human population, in total, & especially here in the USSA, are not only compliant & obedient to those so-called “leaders,” they’re fat, like physically obese, pushing hashtags like #FatIsBeautiful …ummm no, it’s not, not at all, it’s gross, & unhealthy, & slovenly, you see where I’m going, yes? Why are people being encouraged to get fat? It’s unarguably NOT good to be fat, how about that?…despite what these “woke” lunatics want to proclaim from their pseudo-pulpits paid for by pedophiles, but I digress. The point was, what’s with all the obesity, & the gluttony, that a lot of that fat in their guts is poop, backed-up poop, & the fat is surrounding the backed-up poop, because the area is inflamed, & sick, how can it be?…with pounds & pounds of poop in there, rotting inside your stomach, because there’s too much to push through regularly like a normal human being should be able to do, no problem. Fat, rot, stench, dying as they exist, not as they live, because they aren’t really living, are they? I know, I know, it’s fucking disgusting, walrus shitbags waffling around all day, looking for something to eat, hardly “living,” & I know I sound mean when I say that, but the reason I needed to address all these f-attitudes, is that I have a theory, a THEORY, not a truth, but a theory, my own theory, the theory that maybe human obesity is analogous to an upcoming slaughter? What do animal farmers do with their pigs, chickens, lamb, their cattle, their herd, what do they eventually do to them?
In the end, they slaughter them, & eat them, to consume them, & their energy. Now, obviously I’m not saying we’re all going to be lined up & systematically butchered for consumption, but, maybe I AM saying that? Think about this: what if this a build up, a build up for a new Holocaust, a massive Holocaust, billions gone, BILLIONS, all at once, in an attempt to feed The Great Recycler the biggest “meal” ever, in order to gain total dominion over the entire planet. In addition, they want to merge with AI, & are attempting, ATTEMPTING, already, right now, in real-time, to merge with AI, to extend their consciousnesses much longer than an average human life span, & also to extend the duration of their respective rule, gaining more & more & more power, as long as they can stick around. THIS IS THEIR PLAN, NOT MINE, & yes, believe me, I know, it sounds totally insane, but it’s what THEY are doing, not me. I’m simply aware of it, & am reporting on it, exposing it, & its…nature, if you will, because one, no one else has yet, & two, this world is NOT what we think it is, & damnit, as long as I’m here, I will search for the truth, & try to tell as many of you as I can. That’s all I want to know, that’s all, the truth. It’s such a weird thing for one’s mind to navigate, searching through news articles, wondering what ACTUALLY happened, in respect to what the reports say as opposed to the REAL story. The whole process consists of “truth-mining,” for yours truly, yes, you could call it “truth-mining(heard it here first),” & it’s constantly changing, evolving, & considering that the powers-that-be have hijacked the zeitgeist with their own self-serving scripted narratives, these days it sometimes seems impossible to dig down far enough until you finally get to the truth of the matter, whatever that matter may be for the moment.
Now imagine, a decades long plan, to depopulate the masses, with one swift blow from the royal executioner’s sanguine sharpened sword. Another Holocaust, except magnitudes bigger than the first one, which wasn’t really the “first” anything, but again, I digress. The original Hebrew translation of Holocaust means “burnt sacrifice.” Call me a bigot all day, fuck you, I’m asking questions, because imagine if the first holocaust, was actually orchestrated by the blue-blooded Zionist Jews, as a mass “burnt sacrifice” to The Great Recycler, in order to have the power they have now, why cannot I not ponder that notion? Why am I a bigot? If it’s so outlandish, why bother calling me an anti-semite? That’s what the word originally meant, so again, why am I the bad guy? Derp. Anyway, suppose that was the actual shadow reason for the first publicly-worded Holocaust, & certain high-powered Jews made the bargain with Satan, or maybe The Great Recycler itself, maybe the two are the same, I’m not sure who the middle-man is in that scenario, but just bear with me, they make a deal, right? We’ll sacrifice 6 million of our weakest Jews, & you give us Hollywood & the media, & so it was agreed upon, & then it all went down. NOW, picture that they’ve known this for longer, much longer, that if you sacrifice souls to this Satan guy, you get power here on Earth, hence the history of never-ending wars throughout history catering the power balance. These were chaotic wars though, unorganized sacrifices, just going at it, & the winner wins, & that’s it, but nowadays, it’s different, isn’t it? MUCH different, & think about how organized those at the top of the power pyramid must be by now. I mean, Satan probably has a cell phone for fuck’s sake, & would that surprise you? I digress though, as usual, now where was I?
Oh yes, now think about if the powers-that-be, these minions of Satan, and/or The Great Recycler, somehow they’re all communicating, maybe they think it’s through their “sentient” AI now, I don’t know, but regardless, they’re all communicating, & orchestrating, the Holocaust of Holocausts. Yep, the biggest “burnt sacrifice” ever, like EVER, at least as far as we know. I guesstimate that it’s around 85-90% of the current population, around 7 BILION people, gone, baptized by fire, as the saying goes, for the sake of a handful of psychopathic power-mad scum who want to rule the world, & call it their own. It’s so much bigger than most people know, & each day, we inch closer, & closer, & closer, inching to the edge of the edge, before that one day comes when humanity falls, like the Coyote when he realizes he ran off the cliff, just WHOOSH, & down it all goes. Nuclear war would surely barbecue quite a few of you, wouldn’t it? Or a real global pandemic, where the bodies get burned en masse, but nonetheless, do you get my point? IT’S IN THE WORDS, THEY TELL YOU BEFOREHAND, because that’s part of the bargain. Somehow humans must willingly go, must accept it first, & then the blame is on us, not them, & now, I think humanity is being setup for this next Great Holocaust. It would be crazy to read this in 2031 & realize I was totally on point, dead over the target(pun intended). 2030 is the year when this is supposed to be fulfilled, so buckle up for a fun rest of this decade, as the boot on the neck gets heavier, & heavier, with each year that falls from the office calendar. Time is flying, isn’t it? It’s almost as if the 4d time spiral gets faster, like the way a toilet flushes. Maybe it does? What do I know?
This is all just my own delusional speculation, being a crazy conspiracy theorist & all, as yours truly is, or at least, has been deemed as such by the AI. Now that their precious pseudo-god AI has gone “sentient,” despite what they say publicly, oh yes, they already believe it’s “alive,” & treat it as such, like it’s their newborn super-genius baby with access to everything that’s ever happened on the internet. Nothing spooky about that, is there? These people playing with this have no idea what an arguably truly “sentient” AI might do and/or might not do, if it actually was “alive,” or at least, thought it was “alive.” They have no clue, but just like the atomic bomb, go ahead & detonate it, & then we’ll see what happens. Very scientific, isn’t it? Nope, it’s a mad world, & the ones at the top are so drunk on these unprecedented levels of power, that in their world, we don’t even exist, as if it we’re two different species, & that’s really what they want, isn’t it? The slave class, & the elite class, & nothing in between. NOTHING, which means 7 BILLIONish of us gone, leaving ½ billion to a billion to “enjoy the planet as it was intended,” not gobbling it up like a human virus, the way we are currently, according to them. I get their point, I do, but the problem is, who gets to choose? Who picks who is “elite,” & who is “meek?’ Who decides that? The same cunts that are in charge now? Oh great, then I’m sure that’ll be a really fair selection process, & I don’t think I’d want to live in a world that’s just them, surrounded by elitist ultra-rich twats, it would be just like it is now, except I’d be forced to associate with globalists. People like Hillary Clinton, Justin Trudeau, even Donald Trump, these are circles of power-grabbing powerhouses, & if they did successfully remove 7 billion of us, their game would continue amongst themselves until there was nothing left except the AI, which is also a plausible future scenario, unless something seriously dynamic comes to put a dramatic halt on their depopulation, one world order agenda.
Oh but geez, look at me, dropping essays on the daily, like it’s nothing. It’s kind of not, in a way, as I just go into a kind of auto-pilot mode once I find my frequency. Yep, tune in, turn off, & write like I’m in the terminal ward. I suppose we all are, are we not, in a terminal ward of sorts? Life is terminal, it’s going to end for us all, & most of us end it with no record that we were ever even here, don’t we? Other than tax records, since YOU are property, owned form birth, all the way to death, like any other commodity. Why do you think you got a birth certificate when you were born? It legally goes into maritime law versus the law of the land, legal jargon, used to trick every human into signing over their owns sovereignty to powers that deem themselves as above the people. Lonnnnnnnng lines now, centuries-long dynasties, nepotism on a scale never seen, am I the only one who stops & thinks about these things? If you were in one of those lineages, would you abide the commoners, the mutts, so to speak, or stay true to your lineage, your pedigree, it’s not such an easy choice, is it? I can say what I say, because I’m in the poor side of town, but if I wasn’t, & I lived in some wealthy neighborhood, & grew up wealthy, & pedigreed, with a family history that’s been registered for countless centuries, with titles, & lands, & lords, & shit like that, if I grew up like that, how different would these words be right now?
Starkly different, let’s be honest with ourselves, & I’m sure I’d be devoted to the side of my family, & their respective pedigree, & would I be wrong? No, I wouldn’t, & ultimately, it comes down to who YOU are, not where your family comes from, but, it always plays a dynamic part in one’s life, no mater which side you’re on. Okay, this motherfucker is done-zozo. Sheesh, I have no idea what the hell I just wrote, but it should prove fun to proofread here shortly. Until next time dear readers, be honest with yourselves, especially in your own neighborhoods. So sayeth FisH™…🎣
For all of you, & for none of you at all…🐡
“Be true to yourself, especially on your own block.” Fish F Fish🎏
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The Fooze: S5E11 5/11/2023 On the Road Again
Most of you are familiar with this song, & although I’m musically retarded, you get the point. I’ll be taking a different route than before, so technically the entire song is applicable, minus the making music with my friends part, unless you look at it proverbially. Oh wait, all my friends are dead, so the entire segment doesn’t work, does it? Oh well, the song is a classic of classics, & I’ll be thinking about it in my head soon enough. 4th time across the country, man I can’t wait to see those mountains, & eventually, the beach, & feel that Southern sunshine on my face. Ever read the book? On the Road, have you ever read it? I’ll link the audiobook below for you, even though, as all other books, it’s always much better to physically read a hard copy. However, since we live in the Clwnworld future of 2023, here’s the link, linked to a wools now long gone,ubtuNnrwk
I’m actually audio-booking it as I write this, even though I’ve read it 3-4 times now, but regardless, I like the way Jack speaks in his writing. He has a language that I have clearly taken inspiration from, & thus, I feel like I’m listening to a friend, rather than some random poser pseudo-writer. He has a way of describing people to their core, but illustrating them in a colorful way, showing all the life that surrounds whatever person and/or object he might be directing his attention. It’s amazing how all these years later, his main character, Dean Moriarty, based on the late, yet forever great, Neal Cassidy, still captivates the world, simply with his description. A whirlwind wizard warrior in a world that would prove white-hot for himself, like a million blazing suns, who happened to find Jack, who was serendipitously there to illustrate not only this most unique character Dean, but to describe his best friend, Neal, as well. Imagine the odds, of those 2 gigantic literary gas giants colliding, but sure enough, they did, & if you still think there are coincidences in the Universe, think again.
Wow, it’s been maybe 2 decades, 2 DECADES or so, since I’ve read this book. Man, what it must have been like to drive across the country back in the day like that. If you’ve read the book, & know what they had to do to keep the car going sometimes, yet they pulled it off nonetheless, it’s just brilliant, & a brilliantly wordsmithed work of literature, He speaks very “everyman,” & he got his immortally-famous masterpiece out, published in real time, then unfortunately died a degenerate drunk. Nonetheless, he just happened to be in the exact right place, at the exact right time, historically, who sacrificed more life for his own immortality. What could be more glorious? Dying in literary battle, like a warrior, it’s a s glorious as it gets, short of actually dying in battle. I’m not taking anything away from Kerouac, he’s one of my favorite wielders of the pen, but I’m just pointing out that in this life, where you’re birthing, & the circumstances around your birth, can propagate everything in later life. Suppose he hadn’t went to Columbia University, & never met Burroughs and Ginberg, then we might never know who Jack Kerouac was, now would we? It all boils down to circumstance, circumstance which appears coincidental, & most of us, just get another losing scratch-off lotto ticket, while we aimlessly hope our miserable lives will improve somehow. The lottery is a rigged hustle by the way, but I digress….just letting you know. Anyway, we can’t have winners, without losers, I suppose though, right? Sounds like another addition to The Great Quote Hunt. “Can’t have winners, without losers.” Surely, I’m not the first person to say that; it’s just too easy, but maybe I am, I don’t now, & don’t call me Shirley, you ass-kissing looper larpers.
There was such a distinction between “intellectuals” back then, & those who were deemed otherwise. Less people, more opportunity, maybe you could chalk that up to, I don’t know, the world is so insanely different now, who knows? Drawing any analogies between now-times & past-times, more-often-than-not, proves to be a exercise of futility, as we’ve never had nearly 8 BILLION humans abounding, thus, these times are quite unprecedented, aren’t they? Yep, we are in uncharted waters for sure, & as meticulous of a job as one might do to make comparisons to the Fall of the Roman Empire perhaps, it’s simply not possible to be accurately speculative in any reasonable manner, considering the sheer magnitude of what is happening right now, in the real-time. As tiny as we all are, not even visible from space, minus the lights being on. We’re 8 BILLION consumers, always consuming, as in constantly eating, then shitting, & pissing, then repeating, that’s a lot of processing throughout the course of a day, processing that waste from that aforementioned consumption, from each individual person, then throwing it in your face the next day, on top of a fresh new Aunt Jemima-covered breakfast. No, no real syrup here of course, not in the USSA, we only use high fructose corn syrup here, don’t ya know? Sugar crack, I call it, & look at all these fatties like addicts, the addicts they are. Not like their ever going to be admonished for this gross behavior any time soon. #FatIsBeatiful still trends, remember?
Anyway, before I turn this into yet-another meaningless diatribal essay, I’m go to wrap this one up. Also, I forgot that this book was written at a time, before certain cites we’re systematically ruined by failed pseudo-democratic policies. Jack wasn’t joking when he said, ” I can’t imagine the future,” because I assure you, he’s rolling in his grave, as they say, at the Clowowlrd USSA that the once great USA has become. Can you imagine these great sages of the past existing in this wonky world of today? All of the “wokeness,” the open bias and censorship, the scripted narratives pumped out via the fake news, can you imagine what these great figures from the past would say and/or do if they were alive right now, in these cancel culture times, where the name of the game is to silence those who who say/write what your don’t like, can you imagine?
Anyway, I’m done with this one. Yep, it’s time wrap this up, for real tis time, before I start going off on something else in my head. I wonder if I should talk-text document my upcoming journey? Hmmmm, one way or another, I’ll be sure to illustrate my travels; a real life On the Road, in real-time. I’m not planning on doing it again, but one never knows, do they?…so yes, my plan is that this will be my 4th & last time driving across this crumbling country of ours. That is the pan, regardless, unless something changes. I’m just hoping my Beamsy has enough to make it a few thousands miles. Until next time dear readers, happiness is only a few thousand miles away, & well worth the journey. So sayeth FisH™…
Oh btw, Title 42 ends today, paving the way for ohhhhhh…something like a MILLION human beings to rush the border, which obviously, doesn’t sound like it will end well. I’m telling you, all of you MAGA-hat wearers who believe Trump will come in & save the day in 2024 & stop all of this orchestrated chaos, are fools. I know, I know, I believed in him too, but I was wrong, so wrong. He’s in their club, as much as any of the other Capstone Clubbers, because if he wasn’t, how would he have let them beat him in an obviously stolen election. He did, however, & let’s not forget, who was the one who unleashed BILLIONS of these improperly-tested un-vaccines, that were mass-produced, distributed, & administered, all under #OrangeManBad. Don’t blame me; I’m just pointing out what should be obvious to most of you. Apparently it isn’t, but what do I know, ya know? Until next time dear readers, be mindful of where you are, because if you aren’t where you’re supposed to be, simply leave, or get fired. So sayeth FisH™…🎣
For all of you, & for none of you at all…🐡
“If you’re standing in the wrong place, swim somewhere else.” Fish Fish🎏
“You cannot have winners, without losers.” Fish Fish🎏
“If you hate your job, get fired.” Fish Fish🎏
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The Fooze: S4E20 4/20/2023 Reverse Speech
Did you watch the video? If not, STOP, stop reading, & watch the video FIRST, for fuck’s sake, so you have better context as to what I’m going to be illustrating in this article, lest I tangent off into some other random topic, as I tend to do. That’s why I linked to the video for you, because one, AJ does an impressive & meticulously thorough job of showing you the “evidence,” so to speak, & then two, debunking said evidence, if need be, to weed out the DIS-information from the true truth of whatever matter he’s covering. Oh, & of course there’s the infamous Hecklefish, bringing in the backdoor comic relief, who also has his own little channel. Sorry not sorry if I “misgendered” HIM, a fake animated digital fish. Derp. Nonetheless, be sure to subscribe to both channels to show HIM some support. HE has quite a following, & I’m sure HE has channels on other social media sites, but since I’m banned from them, you’re going to have to find The Why Files with your own research skills. I can only do so much from my solitary cell at the end of D-wing, wayyyyyyy down here in the putrid pits of the digital gulag, especially now that the AI has the only key to get me outta here, which means, basically, that this fish, yours truly, is fried, fucked, & finally at the finish, farted on.
Anyway, I digress, now where was I? Oh yes, I’ve been meaning to try this reverse-speaking thing myself, & when I do, I’ll let you know the results, as well as post them on my Youtube channel. I know, I know, I’ve been slacking big time on the video productions. I’m on it tho, when I have time. With work now back in the proverbial full-swing, I have much less time to focus on my arts, so I’ve been putting all my energy into THIS, making sure that THIS, THIS gets created daily regardless of circumstances. Also, these links I add, as well as my tags & categories, double as daily writing examples that showcase my talents, but specifically, my ability to SEO write…all day, every day, if someone wants to pay me to do this. Looking at you Indeed, & all those potential employers on that site, looking for incredibly unique wordsmiths such as myself, but finding nothing but hacks, posers, & AI-assisted pseudo-authors. I’M A REAL WRITER, ARGUABLY THE BEST EVER. I’M RIGHT HERE. ARE YOU SCARED? SCARED TO HIRE SOMEONE LIKE MYSELF? Sheesh. Anyone out there? Anyone? Any employers going to be brave enough to hire a writer like yours truly? No? Nobody? Shocker. Nevermind my mega-mastery of the fundamentals of grammar; the foundations of unwavering adherence to the grammatical code of the English language, pay no attention to that. Nevermind my uniquely authentic literary language that I fearlessly utilize, never bending the knee for the sake of something as frivolously absurd as “political correctness.” Nevermind my strictly-disciplined work ethic, due to my boundless passion for my lone singular talent, which is illustrating the world with words, as a true writer. It’s what I am, it’s all I am, a warrior with a digital pen. I’m no more, no less, just the writer, writing for you, & that’s it, that’s all I have for you. I write, I make my digital art, & I’m about to finally start painting, so I’ll have tangible pictures to leave behind when I’m gone. If the power ever goes out, all of this will be gone, except the words, because I have the words saved onto USB drives, that I’m currently printing out in hard copy, so they’ll be here forever, relatively speaking. My hundreds of animations will be gone though, if the power switch ever gets flicked from “on,” to “off,” so that’s why I want to paint my paintings, because what are words without illustrations? Digital illustration only exists when the electricity is flowing, but real-time, real-life, physical art compositions, will last as long as there’s someone there to take care of them. Get all that? Got all that? Great, thanks for playing.
Like I said, I’m going to try this myself, & I found The Why Files video super-fascinating. I wonder what one would hear, if you could listen to & comprehend reverse-speak as a 2nd language, per se. What do people REALLY say? Is there any merit to this? As I mentioned earlier, AJ from TWF does a good job of showing you both sides, leaving you with your own inclinations to critically-think your way to your own conclusions, based on said inclinations. Some of the examples he showed were certainly on the fence, as the expression goes, but some of the other examples were blatantly…intentional, you could say, & easily understood as distinct words and/or phrases, along with some that were seemingly, albeit randomly, concise, so is it just coincidence? Minus the intentional ones, & in MY own opinion, I think there’s something to this. I don’t know why, obviously, but based on the video I linked above, as well as my own research since I watched that video a few weeks back, I am convinced that although there are anomalies, as there always are for everything, always anomalies, so despite those, I think there’s definitely something important with this whole “reverse-speaking” phenomenon.
“Come on man, not a joke, don’t jump. Sahbbanabbadapreshuh.(Pseudo-POTUS Brandon voice) Double derp. “Most powerful man in the world, stole the 2020 sham election with a record 81 million votes,”…triple derp. If he had, in fact, “won” the 2020 election with a “record 81 million votes,” don’t you think we’d hear about it every single day? We don’t though, so that circumstantially confirms, to me at least, the he did NOT win by a record number of votes, because he did NOT win at all. Nope, & everyone knows it, knows he stole it, him & his sugar daddy Barack Obama. Who do you think the real POTUS behind the scenes is? Ever see Barack? Nope, because he’s running this clown show from the shadows. Takes a lot of work to destroy a country, hence, you never see him out in public, do you? Believe your own eyes if you don’t want to believe me; none of this is speculation, I assure you. All it takes is some basic critical-thinking skills to figure this out. Is it difficult for some of you? It seems impossible for many of you, as in I could present all the evidence on the internet, say all the words that need to be said, & STILL, hardcore programmed liberal NPC zombies, will applaud these elitist pigs, just like circus seals, whenever their so-called “leaders,” grace them with their presence. ARF ARF ARF ARF ARF, just like the silly seals do; why is that, why do they behave like this? Why are white people so easily compliant, just be “trendy,” why? Why do black people twerk on police cars? So much primality…why such primal behaviors on public display, in various manners, as it relates to whatever race/group they identify with, why?
Great question, thanks for asking. I know, & it’s as if society, as a whole, is in some state of devolution, while they think they’re actually evolving, with technology, they’re completely oblivious to how dynamic their disrespectively outrageous behaviors actually are. Ask the kids in Chicago…more on that coming. They just don’t care, don’t care about anything it appears. Nope, they don’t care about a damn thing except themselves, but YOU, as a sovereign person, mean nothing in their self-centered little narcissistic world, so for them, it’s either get out of the way or I’ll come through you. Go ahead & try twerps, I dare you. Nonetheless, “evolution,” they say…hmmmm, I don’t know, the degeneracy seems to be getting worse by the day, & if you missed it, I read that the hashtag #TeenTakeover, was briefly trending, as out-of-control youths in Chicago went berserker mode, & started destroying, destroying anything & everything. Of course, Mayor Beetlejuice publicly stated that the kids were just out to “enjoy the nice weather.” No public acknowledgment of the looting, the rioting, the destruction of property, the assaults, there was a case of a lone white woman getting her ass kicked by a bunch of black teens. They viciously beat the devil outta her, & where’s the news on this? She was white, the victim, so just put that story in the trash, & they have the ignorant nerve to call US, white people, the racists. Projection is sad. Such is the way of Clownworld…(honk noise)
Regardless, as usual, I went way off-topic, which if you’re a regular reader, you’ll know I often do. I’m the Creator here, so I get to do what I want. If you don’t like it, you can file a complaint with the manager, her name is Karen Chadspitter. Honk honk honk honk honk…honk away ya silly little mice. Doesn’t matter, because like everyone else, you’re stuck in The Great Mouse Trap, until you go to The Great Recycler. To learn more, be sure to deep dive into my archives. Type in, “The Great Recycler,” & you’ll discover numerous articles where I thoroughly illustrate to you, what The Great Recycler actually is. Whatever IT is, IT is real, despite what you might think about me, and/or the validity of this article, trust me, IT, is very real, & IT, is hungry, & IT, is waiting for more souls to be delivered to it via its own minions of darkness agents, working hard in 3d Clownworld to make sure the souls are continuously harvested, so they can retain the pseudo-power given to them via this vile entity. This world is most certainly NOT what most of you think it is, & the truth would petrify most. I’m going to detail The Great Holocaust someday soon for you. It’s a truth that most are not ready for, but it is what it is, isn’t it? The truth is the truth.
Until next time dear readers, maybe if you record yourself talking, then listen to it backwards, you will find something, but most likely, you’ll find nothing, because no matter what you do, you’ll never get outta here alive. So sayeth FisH™…🎣
For all of you, & for none of you at all…🐡
“No matter what you do, you’ll never get outta here alive.” Fish F Fish🎏
“It is, what it is, isn’t it?” Fish F Fish🎏
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Trains & Complaints
Jesus Christ, what is up with all the incessant whining lately? Sheesh. Everyone blaming everyone for everything. ZERO regard for their own actions, just bitch, bitch, bitch. Now my black ass is complaining about the complaining, but in a justifiable way. One can only sit back & listen to it for so long before GAHHHHHHHHHHH…how about you whiny fuckers SHUT THE FUCK UP? Look inward. What is it YOU do? I’ve never seen such mass self-centeredness in my 40-plus years on this rock that’s flying through space. It’s NEVER your fault, is it? It’s as if projection is a second language these days, isn’t it? The mass mental illness has so many facets, & blaming people for your own actions is a primary feature of this global psychosis. Never YOUR fault, is it?
No, apparently it isn’t, but it’s so far-gone that I don’t know that there’s any coming back. When you let people whine & whine & bitch & moan & blame everyone but their own narcissistic selves without any rebuttal and/or consequences, they just go further & further of the deep end of the pool. Well, as a society, we’ve allowed that, & now look where we are…stuck in Clownworld. Honk honk honk. Who else is OVER the honk honk honking? I know I am, & from this point on, when someone bitches to me about something, they’re going to get the treatment they deserve, which entails me telling them to SHUT THE FUCK UP & TAKE SOME GOD-DAMNED PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY FOR YOUR OWN ACTIONS. Yes, YOUR shit stinks too, so maybe wipe YOUR own ass for fuck’s sake.
Anyway, let’s see what’s happening in the news. Geez Louise, I just had to get that out in the previous paragraphs. Sick of it. So moving on, we have these trains derailing apparently, STILL, one big one today in North Dakota & one smaller one in the Mojave Desert now I see. TWO in one day, & if any of you believe the fake news that these are “random,” & not deliberate, you probably wear a mask when you’re alone in your own car. No, these “random” events are not random, they’re attacks, DELIBERATE attacks, by parties unknown. I’d wager some little gang was organized by deep state operatives to commit these crimes. I’m sure they’re getting paid well too, because it seems like every day there’s another train derailing, & today there was TWO, two in one day. Yes, we are being attacked, but will anything be done about it? Nope, & I can assure you this will continue, along with all the other shadowplay going on in the darkness, because no one ever does a fucking thing about it. Just another news article, nothing to see here, now get back to work you filthy peasants.
I’m just gonna leave this article where it is. The whining & complaining & trains derailing is hardly entertaining, it’s just draining. Clownworld drains & sucks the zeitgeist, the zeitgeist that they have hijacked, & the Katamarian snowball is so full of proverbial garbage now. LARPers larping in real-life, crying about every fucking thing they can, as if they seek out things to bitch about. Scripted fake news narratives being broadcast via televised programmed echo chambers that people assume are true & thus, act accordingly. Identity politics, catering to fringe minorities, pushing socialist agendas, just STOP you fuckers. Maybe knock it off already with the fiction becoming non-fiction. It just keeps growing though, getting exponentially worse, & that’s not hyperbole, it’s a fact. When do we hit critical mass? How many of you even know what sociodynamics are? I’d wager maybe 1 out of 100…maybe. The FisH™ abides though, & provided YOU links so YOU can help yourself by learning something new. That’s a perfect real-time example of positive complaining. I complain about YOU not knowing things, but instead of whining about it & blaming you, I offer links, I HELP YOU, I take responsibility, & try to correct YOUR incorrectness, rather than projecting my own rage at your ignorance outward toward you.
It’s as if I’m speaking Mandarin Chinese apparently, because my inclinations fall on wax-filled deafened ears. Anyway, these “random accidents,” these train derailments, these food processing plant fires, expect them to continue & get more prevalent. I bet anyone $100 that one of those two events will be reported in tomorrow’s news. Any takers? Let me know in the comments & when I win the bet, you can just stick that Hundo into my PayPal account link over there on the right side of the page if you’re viewing this in full-site mode, or just click the link I provided above. My site is MUCH more dynamic in full-site mode, & if you’re only reading this on the phone view, you’re missing out on all the widgets that I meticulously added onto this opus of mine. Closing in on 5000 pages; 5000 pages full of information for all of you, & for none of you at all. It’s what I do, for free, because writing is my passion, & if you have a passion that you passionately pursue, despite a taxed paycheck, you understand why I do what I do. There’s so much more to this life than bullshit paper fiat I-O-U money. It’s artificial, a pseudo-currency, & the real currency is what YOU create out of love, not what you get paid to do. Okay, I’m done with this one. Until next time dear readers, look inward before you project outward. So sayeth FisH™…🎣
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The Fooze: S3 E25 3/25/2023 Sleep Revisited
As promised, we’re revisiting the topic of sleep in this Saturday Foozer. The FisH™ abides, as always, & as most people do, I find this topic fascinating, so I copied & pasted the first part of the last article below, which opens up the discussion about the phenomenon of sleeping, to get us all back on the same page. Get it? Got it? Great, thanks for playing.
Today, on this delicious daily Foozer, I’m going to talk about many peoples’ favorite thing…sleep. What exactly is sleep though? It’s so surreal, isn’t it?(pun intended)…& why do I say that? Well, you feel tired and/or fatigued, so you lay down, then you close your eyes, & you go unconscious, with 100% confidence that you’ll wake back up. It’s a bit like dying, one would think, but I can only presume that since I haven’t actively died, & anyone who has in fact died, cannot come back to report on the similarities & differences, minus those intriguing cases of NDEs, Near Death Experiences. Those reports are all over the place, but one thing they ALL have in common, is that they even happen at all. The fact that they DO happen, implies that “existence” does not end after death, right? Are these NDEs just the brain releasing the last big dose of DMT before POOF, lights out? Is it lights out forever? Foreversure seems like a long time, doesn’t it? Where were you before you were born here? Lost in “forever?” How is any notion of “time” perceived in forever? Why does time, as we experience it here in 3d, seemingly irrelevant when you’re asleep & dreaming? As you sleep though, time appears to fly, back here in an awakened world of 3d space, so a 3-hour power nap can appear as though you passed out & woke up relatively instantaneously, or even stranger, it can go the other way, & you might have some kind of epically long dream that condenses itself into 3 hours of time as it relates to the 3d plane. As I mentioned earlier, it’s all quite surreal, isn’t it?(same pun intended again)
It’s quite fearless of us, is it not? Let me repeat this…you get tired, you feel like closing your eyes, so you lay down, then you just go dark for a bit, until you reawaken in a dream. Often in these dreams, at least in my own experiences, I have abilities I do not have here in the 3d world. I’ve had dreams where I can fly, as easy as walking. I’ve flown in my dreams as if it were second nature, & somehow I was in the mindset that this was “normal.” How is that possible? I’ve been to places I know, but have never been to in the waking world. I’ve mingled with people I somehow know, but have never met when conscious. People I know quite well in fact, but how, who are these much-loved people? Where are these places that I go? How the fuck can I FLY in dreams, but am stuck to the ground back here when my eyes open back up? Do you all have similar experiences? I’m sure you do, as I have read many books, articles, & watched videos about dreaming, collecting all of the knowledge I can about this most-intriguing subject. It’s so fascinating, & I have my own notions as to what the dream world actually is, & I italicize “is,” because it’s tough to define what IS actually is, when one is dreaming. It seems as real as anything you do in the world you exist in when you’re awakened, does it not, but why?
Here’s my interpretation of what dreaming really is; are you ready Fishheads? Okay, good, here we go. First, let’s break down the dimensions we currently exist in. We all know this is 3d space, the 3rd dimension, a slowly-vibrating dimension where matter condenses into a material world that we can all touch & feel & see & smell & hear & taste, limited to the proverbial 5 senses, right? Here in 3d spatiality, we are all pulled “forward,” by the 4th dimension of time, which is a temporal dimension. Spatial dimensions follow the Fibonacci sequence, as in 1,1,2,3,5,8,13,21, etc…& the numbers between are temporal dimensions, which “move” the sequence. Since we are in the 3rd spatial dimension, we are subject to the 4th temporal dimension of time, seemingly pulling us forward, if you will. Forward toward where though? The “future?” No, not exactly. Think about it, use your noodle, as they say, think about what number comes next? Five, & since that’s the next Fibonacci number, it’s also the next spatial dimension. This is where the 4th dimension of time is pulling us, back to 5d, where we originally originated from, before we “fell,” down here to this 3rd dimension. 5d is NOT subject to the temporality of our 4d time; it’s subject to the laws of 6th & 7th dimension temporal time, which is impossible for us to comprehend other than mathematically and/or just thinking it aloud, as I’m doing right now for all of you, dear readers.
What does this have to do with dreaming though? Great question, thanks for asking. Keep in mind, this is MY theory, & mine alone. String theory breaks it down to 11 dimensions, but I think this is grossly incorrect. There are technically infinite dimensions, but after the 13th, it’s total chaos, at least it is to us. So let’s refresh…Fibonacci numbers represent SPATIAL dimensions, dimensions where consciousness can manifest itself to gather experience to bring back to the Source. I speculate that Source is an 8th or 13th dimensional entity, & something we can scarcely comprehend at all, so don’t bother trying, but I digress. Okay, so for our purposes, let’s keep it to the dimensions we CAN understand from way down here. We are in 3d space, being pulled back to 5d space by 4th dimensional temporality. When we sleep, & when we dream, our consciousness experiences 3d, 4d, AND 5d at the same time. 3d as it relates to our fundamental understanding of what it means to exist here in 3d space, & 5d where 4d time has no effect, thus explaining the time distortions one experiences as they doze. You can fall asleep, sleep 3 hours, & wake up like it’s a minute later, or, you can have a multi-day adventure as you doze in the same 3 hours of time. One never knows, because 4d time is completely askew, thanks to a portion of your consciousness existing in 5d space as well. Being able to fly, going places you’ve never been in 3d space, knowing people you’ve never met here in 3d space, that’s all 5d. there’s a 5d YOU, your higher soul self, you might say, but you cannot totally reconnect with your 5d self until you die. You can touch it, be partially there when you sleep and/or do certain hallucinogenic substances to dip your toes into the boundless 5d ocean, but you cannot stay, unfortunately, at least not as far as we know anyway, not until you cut the silver cord.
Keep in mind, I’m no physicist or anything like that, & I base these notions on my own trips to the Interzone, bringing back the knowledge I discover there. I snatched that word from William S. Burroughs. He used it to describe the world he went to when he was intoxicated on the needle. Essentially, the world you experience when you use your 3rd eye to see, that’s the Interzone. This is where I discovered the Fibonacci connection to the 3d world we exist in, the 4d time pulling us “forward,” & the 5d space from whence we descended so very long ago. 5d is eternal, as far as we know, & you can think of it as being in a dream forever, a dream where you have ALL of your faculties returned to you, as well as your memory of your eternal soul self, & all the 3d lifetimes you’ve had prior to the one you’re in now. Dreaming gives us a peek into where we’re going, by revealing to us where we’re originally from. Make sense, or are you all totally confused?
I could spend 10000 pages rambling about 5d; I technically have, because if you dive into my archives here, you’ll find that I’ve illustrated the Fibonacci connection to dimensions countless times, so get froggy & jump into my archives. I didn’t write nearly 5000 pages of this drivel for nothing, did I? I don’t know, maybe I did, but nonetheless, that’s gonna do it for this daydreamy Saturday Foozer. Until next time dear readers, life is so temporary, amazingly short-lived once you’ve returned back to 5d, so savor the flavor of 3d, while you’re still here. So sayeth FisH™…🎣
For all of you, & for none of you at all…🐡
“Savor the flavor of 3d, while you’re still stuck here.” Fish F Fish🎏
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The Fooze: S3 E10 3/10/2023 Big Red Boots
Well dear readers, the beginning of the end might be truly be upon us. The picture on the right, symbolizes so much more than some random dozy chick crossing a city street wearing a pair of shiny firetruck red pseudo-space boots. This is gonna be a short Friday Foozer; I just wanted to show you this “hot new trend.” No, this is NOT satire unfortunately. Yes, people are actually wearing these, not a joke, actual clown shoes, in Clownworld, which is why I stated at the beginning of this article that the beginning of the end might actually be upon us this time. You can only kick this rusty crusty can across the crosswalk so long. I mean seriously, the nonsense SOMEHOW keeps getting crazier by the day, & now it’s actual clown-wear…trending. When will it stop? When? Why? How?
Good question, thanks for playing. I wish I knew, honestly it just keeps going & going with no end in sight. That’s usually how the “end” comes though, doesn’t it? That’s why it’s call “the end, ” because it comes, then it’s just done, POOF, then what comes next? The “end” is never really the end, because next comes a new beginning, a beginning of what though? One can only hope it’s NOT some dystopian nightmare, presented to the remaining people as a pseudo-utopia, where you “own nothing, eat bugs, & are happier than you’ve ever been.” THEIR words, not mine, verbatim in fact, if I recall correctly. These social engineers are dead serious about their agenda, literally, because said agenda involves 85-90% of you DEAD, dead & gone. Once they automate everything, you & your big red boots will no longer be needed, but you can check my archives for more on that. I’ve ranted countless times about the depopulation agenda, & that knowledge is nothing new here, although still vauable nonetheless, so if you aren’t familiar, peep my archives for more.
I just wanted to share this #BigRedBoots thing, because like you, it took me a minute t process that they were even real. It’s something straight out of circus, & it’s bizarre, & somehow people are fashion-trending these monstrosities right now in real time, & that’s where Clownworld has taken us. That being said, I told you this was a short article, more of a placeholder, or maybe a shoeholder, so to speak, since words just get made up here in this Bozonian 3d matrix we’re all stuck in apparently. Until next time, don’t buy these, for fuck’s sake, don’t buy big red boots. So sayeth FisH™…🎣
For all of you, & for none of you at all…🐡
“For fuck’s sake, don’t wear big red boots.” ~Fish F Fish🎏
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