Holy hot batons, 3 uploads today, & I might do a 4th. We’ll see…getting a bit late. I have some cool new projects from my “Self-Portraits” series. It’s just something I thought up & the results come out well. It’s so surreal watching my imagination play out in real time. Quite the unique little niche of digital art I’ve discovered which resonates in a perfect frequency with my subconscious world. It’s metronomic as well, sprinkled with synesthesia, & I am lucky to have found this because my artistic inclinations are universally synchronous to the world of Stable Diffusion AI-generated compositions. I had to wait 45 years for the tech to catch up to my naturally authentic genre of digital art inside me, the form in which I now specialize in. It went from 2d/3d animations, then boarded a rocketship to the well of Divine creativity in my head, as I discovered all the possibilities of utilizing AI as a tool to capture these ideas & thoughts & images in my brain, then manifesting them in real-time for all of you to watch, or for none of you to watch at all. I create for the Great Creator, & I create for myself. If you dig it, thank you & your support is very much welcome with proverbially opened arms. If you don’t, kick rocks, because I don’t care what un-talented non-creative snapperheads think. How bout them apples? Nonetheless, more creative creations being created & are incoming. Stay tuned fam. So sayeth FisH™…🎏
Click the link below to watch ALL of my videos on Bitchute & Rumble, respectively. Well, well, well…it seems I can post directly from Rumble with a thumbnail. That is what I will be doing from now on. Youtube squashed my channel for “cartoon nudity, ” which is fucking ridiculous. Do they ban Michelangelo? DaVinci? Dali? Nope…but FisH™…hosed…again. It’s all so God-damned tiresome. Nonetheless, I created a new YouTube channel, but as I said, all of my posts here from now on will no longer be connected to YT channel. WordPress & Rumble for the win. Fuck Google, & fuck those little rainbow-haired beta twerps who work there. Censor this fuckwads…(HonkNoise)
I create these creations in a human attempt to illustrate my subconscious imagination. There’s so much more in what I do than something as daft as “cartoon nudity.” Derp. Censoring the naked human body…STILL…in 2024…it’s bloody revolting, to say the least. It’s a grim reflection of a dumb-downed programmed Orwellian humanity. If you don’t bend the knee, they digitally exile you. NEWSFLASH: I will never…EVER…bend the knee to internet censorship. The ones pushing this nonsense should be outed, embarrassed, stripped of any power they’ve stolen, then thrown to the proverbial wolves. This year might be the most dynamic ever, as far as we know anyway. It’s all so fragile, all starting to boil, & someday soon the day will come where everyone must decide if they are a warrior for light, creation, virtue, & benevolence…or if they’re a minion slave of destruction, darkness, & malevolence. One cannot lie to their own heart, so you know where you stand. What will you all do when the power turns off? When a civil war pops off? When World War 3 starts? When “Election 2024” turns into Black Summer?
No internet, no money, no power, no gas, no nothing but whatever you prepared to have, should you choose to do so. Considering most of the general populous never even thinks about such introspective things, when society goes sideways , there will be relatively instant pandemonium, particularly in the cities. All these lazy fucks, these obese monsters, all the people glued to their phones, & their television screens, the ones still wearing masks…none of these clowns have the critical-thinking skills, much less survival skills, to continue to exist as they do, should the wiggly worm turn. How many random people know how to start a fire? How many know how to hunt? Fish? What about clean water? Nope nope nope….& nope. MILLIONS…millions will be so displaced that they’ll instantly panic & return to their lizard brain primal instincts to kill, steal, loot, riot, destroy. That’s the end game of all this…destruction. Destruction of the old human race, so the psychopaths at the top can rebuild their New World Order from he dystopian rubble that remains after they burn it all down. They want 7 billion…that’s right, SEVEN BILLION of us gone. As I’ve said for a decade, even before my spiritual Pandora’s box opened up, they want 85-90% of us gone…roughly 7 billion. They’ve been planning this for centuries, so if you are putting all your eggs into one orange basket with Trump, you might wanna stay mindful of what might happen if they remove him from the equation. Just saying. One man alone cannot stop these globalist pigs. They will either succeed, & burn it all down, or fail, & burn it all down. Either way, pending some Divine intervention White Swan Event, there’s the hell of civil and/or global warfare on the horizon, the likes of which have never been experienced.
Ultimately, we are in uncharted waters, & with each passing day, each passing week, we’re that much closer to a runaway train future. Enjoy each day that comes; take it all in day by day. Get yourself spiritually connected to Source, get yourself in shape, prepare your mind & body. Do not end up like the bloated walruses killing themselves every day with poisoned food & water & especially, poisoned minds. Most of them have no clue, & no hope. They only know consumption & destruction. They have their own sordid paths. My path is the golden one that leads back to Source, back to the 5th dimension, & maybe higher if Source wills it. Do you know Source? Do you know yourself? The time is now, because these tick-tock days are flying by, faster & faster, as the great 4d time spiral coils up into the next chapter of the future. Where will it go? Which way will it go? Will it all end? When will it all end? Who will survive? So many questions…questions with no definitive answers, unfortunately. I work for Source…some say it’s “God,” but the word “Source” seems to me to be the better word for Our Great Creator. Nonetheless, Source is who I follow, Source is who guides me, Source is my teacher, Source is the way to the big homecoming awaiting some of us who’ll make it back to the 5th dimension. Source is everything. Those who do not abide Source doom themselves to the Great Void of Absolute Chaos.
Without Source, there is the endless oblivion of nothingness. Blows my mind when people proclaim, “I’m an atheist.” Duh. Are you? Seriously? How can anyone walk outside, look around, look at the beauty of Nature, look at other people existing & doing their thing, whatever that thing might be. Creation, Space, Nature, & a fractional group of morons still openly puke out that there is no God. Derp. What a world…what a fucked-up backwards manipulated artificial 3d matrix prison planet we’re all stuck on during our own individual journeys through life. There has to be more than this…there has to be. There has to be some kind of key, a proverbial key, that opens the doors to one’s own greatest self-realizations. This world has been poisoning us since our births with food, water, pseudo-medicine, air…poison…so much poison. So many poisoned. Nowadays, we have poisoned people slopping around daily…by the millions, MILLIONS…arguably by the billions. Sleep, eat, shit, breed, work for shekels, repeat, & somehow these NPCs keep moving this insane machine along. What happens when the AI reaches singularity & makes humans obsolete? AI works 24/7. Ai doesn’t need breaks. AI doesn’t need a shitty taxed paycheck every 2 weeks. AI doesn’t need food, water, nothing, it’s just an unstoppable pinnacle of redundant work that menial, & mostly un-talented humans currently do for the aforementioned shitty taxed paycheck. A world of debt slavery…& most call it “life,” soon to be replaced by glorified robots. Quite disconcerting, to say the least.
I can keep writing. I can do this all day long. A few breaks here & there, but I can write & write & write like I walk, & walk, & keep walking. I just turn the nozzle to the “on” position, figuratively grab my bucket, fill my bucket with water from the Great Well, then throw the bucket into all of your faces as you read what I am typing at this moment in the now-past. Fleeting moments, fleeting minutes, fleeting time…it’s all fleeting, & running out faster & faster with each day that speeds by. I wish I had more answers for all of you. I wish I knew the secrets of the secret societies. They possess knowledge within themselves that none of us regular folks ever get to see. The Vatican, for instance, has an underground library with THOUSANDS of ancient books. No one is allowed to check them out unfortunately unless you rank high in these bloodline dynastic families who quietly control everything from the shadows. I think something outrageous like 98% of them have never been translated, & thus, never interpreted, as to discover what information about our true history might be revealed. There’s another place in Tibet…same deal. You can look, but that’s it, & by “look,” I mean you can look at pics of the books online but in real life, it’s verboten. Millions of pages of written past knowledge with appropriate illustrations, & they keep it all to themselves, never even giving the public a crumb. I hate this. I HATE THIS. I hate existing on an enslaved planet. I DESPISE unwillful ignorance. I want answers damnit & in fact, I demand them. We should be sharing truths, not hiding, suppressing, and/or manipulating them. So over it. I’ve learned to love myself as far as 3d existence goes, but these things I cannot control, this mental prison they throw us all into, this rule by fake blood money crap, these so-called “globalist elites,” all these destroyers should destroy themselves & leave us chosen ones out of the loop. Low vibration 3d matrix debt slavery supermax prison planet…& that’s “life.” Right…got it. Yes, I’m still shaking my fucking head…
Moving on to the end…I have a great book idea I am composing in my head, but soon to start taking form as I write it. Short book, my voice as the narrator, something to leave behind for the characters in a future far from now. All I understand anymore is creation…in the sense of Abel, pure organic creation for the sake of Love, as my individual homage to Source. He wants us to create, not to destroy. The world has become backwards, reversed & unnatural. Darkness crept in like a hungry virus & consumed a humanity so engaged with itself that most people don’t even notice what’s happening to them. Most people are living the Cainian way, the destructive way, the wrong way, & it needs to turn back before it’s too late, which I fear it already is for most of them. One more day closer, as I said earlier, one more day. One more beautiful day in Nature, as the artificial world of modern man sinks into the gassy swamps of its own soulless corruption. Day by day I go, day by day til tomorrow. Stay tuned fam, more to come. So sayeth FisH™…🎏
Nevermind that bullshit message from PooTube. You can still watch the video by clicking above and/or clicking HERE.
An epic post-punk classic, from my favorite band, Joy Division. Ian Curtis was one of the most amazing lyricists, but sadly, his mental afflictions were too much to bear, & he hung himself at an early age. Gone too soon, but not of this world. Arguably, the sharpest sword to swallow. Enjoy this schizophrenic journey thru a radio tower world in some other dimension. Shoutout to @plazmapunk , & to the remaining members of Joy Division, who went on to form the band New Order. More to come, stay tuned. So sayeth FisH™…🎏
My latest creation for a band I’ve known since college, when they were another band named Art Lord & The Self-Portraits. They initially played house parties, & at a club called Peasants. Good times, such good times. What a trip college was, & although it was great in its own right, yours truly fucked off for a lot of it. Wasted years, wasted time, but sprinkled with a golden light, one that went out long ago & will never come back, not in this life anyway. What a shame. They shot off like rockets into stardom after changing their name to Future Islands, while most of the rest of us just ended up in respectively mundane existences, at least as far as my own perspective goes. Moral of the story: Do NOT waste your talents, especially on drugs & party-time. In the end, it adds up to nothing, except an eternal sense of unshakable regret. One could almost say it’s simply heartbreaking.
Nonetheless, those of us who are still here can create, & keep creating, because that’s really what it’s all about. Creating love, creating art, creating creative creations, whatever your bag is filled with, embrace it, because as long as you’re still breathing, you can still create. The root of this spiritual battle we’re all a part of, whether you acknowledge it or not, is to be virtuous, & to CREATE. Many are destroyers; many are ignorant destroyers, destroying without even realizing what they’re doing. The darkness is destruction, & the rising light of the Sun is creation. Creation versus destruction. Which side are you on? Anyway, enough of my rambling. As my readers might know, I can rant for page after page after page after page about anything & everything. Yes, this is a prison planet 3d matrix. Yes, we regular folks live in a different world than those who roost atop the proverbial power pyramid. Yes, we’re stuck here, & it seems there’s no way out other than to end it for one’s self. Unfortunately, & I may be wrong, I think that offing yourself is cheating, in a sense, leaving a lone soul one option, which is to do it all over again, under similar and/or possibly worse circumstances. If you’re in the water, you have to ride the wave, all the way to the shore. Otherwise, you have to paddle back out, again & again & again, until you finally flow with your own wave, all the way back to the Edenic beach we all hope for after this life is done.
Or maybe it’s all for not, & we exaggerate our own immortal existence in vain. I don’t think that’s the case, but it could be. I don’t believe in any sort of definitive “God,” but I DO believe we come from some kind of higher-dimensional entity, which I often refer to as “Source.” Evolution is bullshit, & here’s the singular reason why: If evolution were real, why do the creatures we supposedly evolved from, still exist? Why are crocodiles still around? Cockroaches? Creatures that have been the same for supposedly millions of years, are still around. What happened to their “evolution?” Much of what the human race has been programmed to believe, in my own opinion mind you, is just an abysmal quagmire of lies on top of lies, then sprinkled with more lies. It would be nice to know the real truth about modern human origins, wouldn’t it? Sadly, whatever that is, if known, is kept within circles that 99.9% of us are not granted access to. It’s exceptionally frustrating for someone like yours truly, who seeks truth in everything. The only thing I’ve come up with, is the notion I just mentioned, which is that the real truth, it’s kept from nearly all of us. There’s countless rabbit holes to dive down, many theories within the annals of the interwebs, but ultimately, there’s only ONE truth, ONE real reality, & we aren’t living in it.
We’re enslaved, enslaved to ourselves, enslaved to money, enslaved to self-ascribed “leaders” & so-called “elites,” WE ARE SLAVES. We’re slaves in a 3d matrix prison planet, & one of these days, my delusional optimistic self hopes for some kind of Divine intervention. Hey Source, where are you? Hey Source, why are we enslaved in such a manner? Hey Source, why is there so much chaotic destruction in this world? Hey Source, why are these globalist psychopaths herd us like cattle? Why is our enslavement allowed? Why? Maybe someday Source will answer me, or maybe I just don’t understand. I don’t know. It’s a surreal paradox, to get more confused as you expand your knowledge base. The more you know, the less you know, very paradoxical. Holy hell, I’ve done it again. Started with a few sentences, finished with an essay. That’s how I roll, as my readers/viewers know, & if this is the only light I have, it’s my responsibility to Source to keep going, keep creating, keep leveling up. This might just be a simple test, made to look like an unescapable labyrinth mouse trap, & the only way to free one’s self, is to accept the simplicity, catch your wave, & ride it back home to the 5th dimension. Or…or…it could all be in vain. Who knows? On that note, time to go my beloved Fishheads. I’ll post the lyrics for the video above below. More to come, stay tuned. The FisH™abides…🎏
Future Islands: Before the Bridge
I will walk you home and I will leave you there I’ll take the books you stole And leave the heart that bared this soul
I hope you have what you need (I hope the moon is listening) I hope you have what you need (I gave my soul, my body)
I hope you have what you need (I hope the moon is listening) I hope you have what you need (I gave you soul and body)
And if things hadn’t changed I would have buried you deep in my arms And if things had stayed the same I would have carried you as far as the stars
Whatever has us know I can’t forget somehow For to forget a love is to regret And what is love is regret And what isn’t love is a test
And if things hadn’t changed I would have buried you deep in my arms And if things had stayed the same I would have carried you as far as the stars
Do you believe in love? Do you believe in love? Hold your tongue Hold your tongue
Whatever has us now I can’t forget somehow For to forget a love is to regret
Written by: William Cashion, John Gerrit Welmers, Samuel Thompson Herring
I made a video for this song a few years ago, using only my animation skills & some movie clips, which came out pretty good actually, so I decided to remake not one, but TWO new versions in video format, for this gem of a song. The band is Cotton Jones, & their album entitled, “Paranoid Cocoon,” is arguably one of the best full album compilations ever created. Such a good album, & I HIGHLY recommend it. The video above is version 1, & the one below is version 2. You can also click the link above to listen to the whole album. It’s a satisfying addition to anyone/everyone’s musical lexicon. Moving on…
Version 2
…I feel like both came out well, but I’m a bit more partial to version 2. All the songs I choose have some kind of meaning for me personally, & to illustrate my imagination in real time is something I never thought I’d be able to do. The initial animated video from a few years back that I mentioned in the previous paragraph took me 3-4 days to make. These take around 3-4 hours per video. It’s essentially my subconscious come to life, & although some people are on the proverbial fence about AI art, I love it, especially now, in its nascent stage. It’s like a kid, seeing the world for the first time, & I get to capture that, combine it with my own FisH™ magic, then display it for the whole world to see. What a time to be alive. I have several more songs in the queue, just itching to awaken, like a Pandora’s Box of sorts. Stay tuned Fishheads…there’s much more to come. The next one is going to be a real gem. It has some interesting lyrics, & combined with my prompts, my metronomical clipping, & the aforementioned FisH™ magic, it should manifest nicely. See you in the next video friends. Lyrics for this song are below. So sayeth FisH™…🎏
Gone the Bells by Cotton Jones from the album Paranoid Cocoon
[Chorus] Gone the bells, gone the bells All the morning bells Gone the bells, gone the bells All the morning bells Orange light, orange light They’re passing the night In the dream, on a dream On a beautiful thing
[Verse 1] I was looking for your heart Through the flowers in the park Oh the flowers in the park Oh the flowers in the park And all the chickens at the moon Always shaking in the dark Always shaking in the dark I’m a chicken in the dark
[Chorus] Gone the bells, gone the bells All the morning bells Gone the bells, gone the bells All the morning bells Orange light, orange light They’re passing the night In the dream, on a dream On a beautiful thing
[Verse 2] I was looking for your heart Through the gutters in the park Through the lovers in the park All the lovers in the park I was talking to myself About the flowers in the park For hours in the park Flowers in the park
[Verse 3] I was looking for your heart Through the flowers in the park All the flowers in the park All the flowers in the park I was looking for your heart Through the flowers in the park For hours in the park Flowers in the park
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™…🎏
This one is a gem. Took me almost a week to get the clips the way I wanted them, but the end result turned out to be fantastic. Good times. AI is a tool, in the right hands. While it’s still in its nascent stage of evolution, make the most of it. It’s like a newborn baby, except its parents are everyone who’s online. How will the AI child grow up? Will it become a savior? Or an antichrist? We shall see someday, maybe sooner than we think. Stay tuned Fishheads…more to come. Lyrics & links below. For all of you, & for none of you at all. So sayeth FisH™🎏
Geez, maybe it’s just me, but I never pictured any of this when I was growing up, so perhaps my current inclinations about the imminent future are off by light years as well. Fuckin hell, I never even thought I’d make it this far, so I sure as shit didn’t plan for it. What the hell am I going to do as I become an old man? Fuck if I know. I literally have no idea. At this rate, I’ll be squeaking by with menial jobs, just grinding until that final day comes someday. Fortunately, I set short-term goals, & as far as life goes, if yours truly, along with 7 billion of the rest of you, make it past 2030, I’ll rethink my entire pseudo-plan, which isn’t a “plan” at all, hence the pseudo-…& more like just a plan to survive. Life is savage, primitive in many ways, & if it’s going to ultimately be survival of the fittest, one must be “fit,” in order to survive, yes? God, it gets worse by the day though, doesn’t it? It almost seems by the minute sometimes, & if the shleps that come into the retail dispensary I sell drugs at are any kind of reflection of the majority of society, we’re all doomed. If the power ever goes out, or even just the internet, these people are fucked. Not all of them, it’s never ALL of them, as there are always a few anomalies, but you get what I mean. The“vast majority,” we’ll say, how about that? Yes, the vast majority will panic within 24 hours, & I suspect that mass looting would spread like a wildfire. It only takes a spark to ignite an inferno, & Americans, along with many other peoples around the Earth, have been pushed beyond their limits, to the point where it seems that at any moment…POOF…it could all pop off, & the world could/would change overnight, literally.
Let’s ponder what might happen if all I have said proves to be rubbish, & somehow, despite all of the malevolence being perpetrated by the so-called “ruling elites” upon most of the global populous, that good prevails, & the world becomes a prosperous utopia. How would that happen? Well, the only way would be for the cancer that has infected the power pyramid to be completely removed, & replaced by noble souls who only what to do what is virtuous & in light of the people. Also, you’d have to systematically remove their “noble” bloodlines in order to make sure the ENTIRE Cainian order of humanity is gone. If that, & ONLY that happens, maybe the future would be brighter. Obviously, that is certainly NOT going to happen, so therefore, the pragmatist within, who never fails to remind me of how grim the world is, is reminding me yet again that there’s essentially no hope. Maybe a few generations down, but for my generation, Generation X, unless you’re a computer programmer or lucky enough to get through the storm in some other kind of lifeboat usefulness, you’re going to be fucked when they go full-force forward with their new world order agenda. One world government, one world law, one world language, one world order, THEIR world, not our world, according to them anyway.
Now understand this, I do NOT enjoy knowing these things, or seeing what is coming, or being absolutely alone, & perhaps it’s these delusional notions of mine that keep me isolated, I don’t know exactly, but believe me, I analyze ALL of it, & it would be so much easier for me not to have this mind of mine. I do though, & if it keeps me exiled until my last breath, so be it, but better I know, rather than get blindsided with the raw truth once it’s too late. Well, later then it’s already taken to smack me in the back of the head. It comes like an endless waterfall, torrenting self-realizations with each bubbling wave, but I won’t digress into that now. I’m just turning white to blue, for me, not you. Until next time dear readers, I listen to these messages, the messages I’ve spoken of several times, the ones supposedly “channeled from ascended masters,” & they reassure the listeners that there will in fact be some kind of event that frees Earth from its enslavement. Maybe that’ll help you understand how forsaken humanity has collectively become, & that if we’re believing in utter superstitions for a Divine reckoning of sorts, we’ve already lost. So sayeth FisH™…🎏
Someone wanna tell me how the heck this documentary, “Titanic Sub: Lost at Sea,” aired in the UK on June 22, THE SAME DAY that the sub that was allegedly descending down to the Titanic, supposedly imploded? I am a video producer, & there is no way possible, NO WAY POSSIBLE, that a documentary film could be produced that quickly. I knew there was something odd about this nonsense from the get-go, but this is some serious next-level programming, to keep people distracted form what’s really going on in the world. Personally, I am stunned, utterly STUNNED, that I woke up today & discovered this insanity. Would you like to see some proof? Of course you do, so I am going to provide numerous screenshots, as well as guide you how to see for yourselves, so that YOU, YOU can bear witness as to what these broadcasters really do to keep the populous distracted while the so-called “ruling elites,” orchestrate power moves behind the scenes. Here we go…
On Sunday, June 18th, the mission to reach the Titanic supposedly begins, right? Anyone can look this up on whatever respective search engine you might use. I left the CNN logo in the screenshots, so you can all see how complacent the number one fake news network is in this hoax. “Truly extraordinary” is right…holy hell, I knew the Operation Mockingbird CIA CNN mainstream fake news was bad, but this is on a whole other level. Okay, & I repeat, on day one, Sunday June 18th, according to CNN, the descent supposedly begins. All the mainstream media outlets start airing coverage. Almost all other news is put on the back burner, as they all shift their focus to this “historic mission” to reach the Titanic…
Day 2, reports that they’ve “lost contact” with the sub, & again, keep in mind, that THERE IS NO SUB & NONE OF THIS IS REAL. This ENTIRE story is a hoax, there was no sub, no one died, & this is all ENTIRELY FICTIONAL, but for the sake of discovery, we will play along. Let’s now go to day 3.
The fake news scripted narrative continues, with reports of “banging noises” being picked up on sonar. Can you see the scripting here? Building up tension, increasing the anxiety of the viewers/readers, just like a script from a movie or TV show, & oh no, they only have a few days left of oxygen, it’s all so dramatic. I have to keep repeating that THIS IS NOT A REAL STORY, just to emphasize how fake the news is that the CIA, along with other alphabet agencies in places like the UK & Canada, orchestrates, TO CONTROL THE NARRATIVE, TO CONTROL THE ZEITGEIST, TO CONTROL YOU, IT’S ALL JUST A SCRIPTED NARRATIVE, & they’ve been doing this for decades now, so it’s ULTRA-formulaic in its nature by now. Let’s move to Wednesday, June 20th. OH MY, THEY’RE ALMOST OUT OF OXYGEN, THE “RESCUERS” HAVE TO HURRY, THE SUSPENSE BUILDS. I hope those of you who read this are following this, & what I am exposing here, in real time. This is a BIG, a YUGE deal, because they’ve been caught, caught by citizen journalists, such as yours truly. Let’s continue…
Wednesday, June 21, they deploy search teams, except they actually didn’t, because again, THERE WAS NO SUB, NO ONE IS DEAD, & THIS IS A BULLSHIT STORY, but look at the cute little graphic they made, supposedly sourced by NOAA, The National Oceanic & Atmospheric Administration, just to add some science to this made-up story, to make it more convincing. I wish I could explain in words how surreal this feels to find this as soon as I woke up this morning. If this goes viral, I expect yet ANOTHER made up event to get everyone looking the other way from the fact that we, WE THE CITIZEN JOURNALISTS, used our own research methods to not only debunk this nonsense entirely, but more importantly, WE are exposing the fake news for what they truly are, which is just that, FAKE NEWS. One after another after another, pumping out this crap, & if you do a search with a query like I used below, you can scroll down for yourself to see just how many fake news agencies are involved in this fiction. I simply typed in, “when did the titanic sub descend,” & look what pops up…
They have timelines, they PAID WRITERS TO WRITE THIS CRAP FOR THEM, & I knew this went deep(pun intended), but to go this deep, wow, even yours truly is a bit stunned. Unfortunately, I cannot post video on here unless I pay for an upgrade, which I refuse to do, but if you type in what I typed in the image above, & scroll down, you can see WITH YOUR OWN EYES, how countless mainstream media outlets are part of the CIA’s Operation Mockingbird fake news apparatus. THIS IS NOT JUST NEWS FROM THE USA. The UK is involved, Canada is involved, the pinnacles of the Western World are ALL PART OF THIS. I’ve told you all, Jesus Christ I’ve told you all, for OVER A DECADE NOW about these things, & I have taken so much shit, been called a “conspiracy theorist” countless times, amongst other things, & yet again, my “theory,” has been vindicated, as it relates to this “tragic lost sub” fictional scripted-narrative BULLSHIT story. I don’t care about any “I told you so” garbage, I just want you people to WAKE UP ALREADY, wake up as to how much you all are continuously lied to, over & over & over & over again. They program all of you, brainwashing you with news that isn’t even real. That’s why it’s called “broadcast programming” for fuck’s sake. It’s right there in the words. Think about all those “around the water cooler” discussions about the daily news, & how much of it is probably all made up, yet it gets in your head, in everyone’s head, as a control mechanism, to ultimately keep you all distracted, as well as compliant to a globalist agenda, albeit unwillingly, but I cannot digress too much right now, as I usually do, because we are not done here. Now let’s go to the final day, June 22.
Uh oh, a “statement was issued,” stating that all 5 of the men on board, have perished. What a sad story, the sub allegedly “imploded,” no bodies can be recovered, & the U.S. Navy supposedly finds a “debris field.” Can you comprehend the depths of how sinister this fake news game is? Well, prepare to have your mind blown, because what’s this I found? I hinted at it at the beginning, but I saved the best part for the end. Notice the date that these men supposedly died, June 22, & keep that in mind as you read on…
Look at what premiered on what looks like Netflix in the UK on the SAME DAY they reported the sub was lost. A 75 minute documentary, PRODUCED, THEN AIRED ON THE SAME DAY THE “ADVENTURERS” ALLEGEDLY PERISHED, about the Titanic sub, being lost at sea. I make videos, & I can assure you, with every fiber of my video-producing being, that there is no way possible, NO WAY POSSIBLE, that a documentary could’ve been put together that quickly, then aired on THE SAME DAY THE SUB SUPPOSEDLY IMPLODED, on what looks like Netflix in the UK. The only way, is if if was pre-produced, before the entire event, even supposedly happened. PRE-PRODUCED, proving definitively, that this was all fake news, just like everything else the CIA Operation Mockingbird media broadcasts via their mainstream media “news” apparatus. There is no real news anymore, it’s all just scripts, narratives read from teleprompters by WELL-paid actors, used to steer the zeitgeist in whatever way they choose, TO CONTROL YOU, ALL OF YOU, now how does that make you feel? Angry? Frustrated? Both? It should, because it’s a big lie, & they’ve been lying to all of you for a long, long time. How much proof do you need? As you know, the FisH™ abides, so I’ll just drop a series of images here, so you can see for yourselves, or even better, DO YOUR OWN RESEARCH, so you can see on YOUR computer, or phone, or tablet, or whatever you use, WITH YOUR OWN EYES, this fake story EXPOSED.
Notice how I kept the dates in most of the screenshots, because I want the proof to be definitive, that this entire “Titanic sub disaster” story, was a farce from day one, aired for one reason, & one reason only, TO KEEP YOU LOOKING LEFT, WHILE THE POWERS-THAT-BE COMMIT CRIMES ON THE RIGHT, as is par for their course. None of this is new, only this time, WE GOT THEM, caught them them dead-to-rights, as the saying goes I think, or how about “caught like a dolphin in a tuna net,” which I literally just made up. Sounds better, right? I like my analogy. Regardless, look at this series of screenshots, do your own eyes lie? Mine don’t; the timestamps are right there.
Time to wrap this up, for now anyway. What a morning, what a whirlwind morning, & if this goes viral, as I mentioned earlier, expect some other fake news nonsense to pop up, to take everyone’s eyes off of this Titanic sub hoax EXPOSED, & divert everyone’s attention elsewhere, so their game of information control can continue. Until next time dear readers, turn off the television, & most definitely, DO NOT, & I repeat, DO NOT believe anything you see that gets broadcast via the CIA Operation Mockingbird mainstream media fake news propaganda machine. IT’S ALL A BIG LIE, & it’s time to expose them for what they truly are. WE ARE THE MEDIA, we citizen journalists are the media. WE are the REAL media now. So sayeth FisH™…🎏
This is a bit of a daily placeholder, of sorts, just to turn my daily date from white to blue. Gotta stay disciplined, which ironically, is something most bosses do not value and/or appreciate. Nope, most let that pseudo-power they snatched fill their head full of authoritative notions that not only are unwarranted, they’re ultimately unproductive. Shitty bosses cause higher turnover rates, which cost the company money, which is the goal of having a company to begin with, to make money. Most bad bosses are women, & by most, I mean 99% of bad bosses are women, because that is not their place, to be in charge of anything other than raising kids & cleaning the house. Hunters are men, leaders are men, BOSSES are MEN, & what are women? Obviously, in the context of this well-known phrase, they’re gatherers, they’re followers unless amongst themselves, & even then, they can’t manage a female hierarchy on their own, so eventually men come in there & straighten things out as well.
It’s a man’s world, because MEN built it. Duh. You like all the conveniences of the modern age? Thank MEN, straight men, who build, & engineer, & create, & erect(pun intended obviously). WE built all of this, & if we hadn’t, women would still be sold as slaves, with ZERO inclinations as to all the freedoms they take for granted. It’s such a fucking joke, but it’s not funny at all, especially nowadays, with this trans movement nonsense…more like a bowel movement, but nonetheless, women are so bad at even being women, that men have come in to do it for them, that’s how bad it is. Sadly, most of them are clueless, especially these white trash hillbilly West Virginia inbred cunts that move to the big city, then assume they can take on a man’s role, oh such a go-getter…(fart noise). How many drugs does it take to get through your day big girl? Anti-depressants? Most of them are aderall junkies, just gotta keep moving before the looks, if they have any, fade away, & then they become physically unattractive on top of the mental unattractiveness they’ve had their whole delusional lives. Can’t be ugly on the inside if you’re ugly on the outside too, or men will shun you totally. Doubt me? Watch & see ladies, we men don’t usually have that problem.
Ugh, the way they fake it from the moment they wake to it. Make-up, 1000 different outfits, 100 pairs of shoes, fake eyelashes, fake hair, fake tits, FAKE, FAKE, FAKE…& you actually want men to EVER take you seriously? Get the fuck outta here already with that madness; you soulless harpies are as mental as these trannies teaching queer theory to children. MENTAL PATIENTS, ON MEDS, WITH PAINTED FACES & RAINBOW-DYED HAIR…& you honestly believe that men are gonna keep buying the used cars you’re selling? Not to mention, online dating has massacred the sanctity of being virtuous. YES, body count means something you revoltingly filthy slags. Ugh, makes me cringe with pukeworthy cringitude. So disgusting, & if pussy was a stock, it would be so underwater, you’d see the Titanic.
At this point, I wouldn’t touch any of you with a homeless guy’s dick, but fret not, because there’s still a nation of simps at the ready to abide your utterly self-centered cluelessness. Fat is GROSS, it is most definitely NOT beautiful, & you fat girls have been so simped out, that you actually now believe you’re hot, so let me clue you in, you’re NOT, you’re most certainly not. Fat girls in leggings…it’s vomitous, so please just stop.
Here’s a great example: Earlier today, I saw a porker, around maybe 260ish, tree trunk legs, the leggings were screaming in agony like they were burning in hell. Picture this: Early 30’s, 260-pound porker, spray painted-on makeup, pasty & amateur-looking, a tie-dyed Grateful Dead shirt, the screaming black leggings, tie-dyed socks with the leggings that match the tie-dyed Grateful Dead shirt, & those new school/old school Reeboks, that fat black girls commonly wore in circa 1984…ironic year, right? Anyway, oh wait, I forgot to mention the lanyard with rainbow woke button pin things all over it, trying oh so hard to STILL be cool, gotta be trendy, such delusions, a fucking poser munter gamma goblin basement-bottom beta kiss-ass woketard liberal fat girl. The embodiment of ugh. To top it all off though, she was babbling about her fiancé, a male, allegedly, & all I could think is, “What fucking simpy simp simparoo “loves” this pig enough to marry her?” Like why?
Call me mean, & go fuck yourself large Marges. Do I sound like I care? Like your opinion means anything at all? Awe, it doesn’t poopsy. B-O-O-H-O-O. Just blows the mind, & I say what people really think, what critical thinkers think, yet don’t have the courage to simply speak the TRUTH.
Oh man did I digress, & bang out yet ANOTHER essay, in only a half-hour too, not too shabby, as they say, whoever “they” is? Who the fuck is “they,” as the word they, is used in that context, as a common expression amongst the pop culture? Great question, thanks for asking. I have no idea, but it would seem that “they,” refers to those who created the language, & speaking of which, how the fuck did that happen too? Did this “they,” that I keep referring to, make it up in a day or two? Did it develop over days, weeks, years? Great topic for another time, I’ll look into it. Anyway, this is the end. Until next time dear readers, bosses suck, & if that boss is a woman, she can suck a scrowty sack. So sayeth FisH™…🎣
For all of you, & for none of you at all…🐡
“Bosses suck, & if that boss is a woman, she can suck a scrowty sack.” Fish F Fish🎏
EaT~aLL~YouR~FisH™ 