The Dumpster Phenomenon

If any of you live in an apartment or a condo complex, you’re probably well-aware of the scenario I’m about to discuss momentarily. Since most Americans are spoiled beyond repair, they often have little clue about just how good they have it here. All the incessant whining about everything in the USA being “systematically racist,” or anything involving the word “patriarchy,” or “misogyny,” & even the made-up nonsense like “white woman syndrome,” how about you liberal lunatics try this pseudo-revolution in another country & see how it goes? Even in the Westernized socialist “woke” countries, like in Western Europe, you CANNOT just walk into said countries all willynilly, with NO documentation, with free resources waiting for you, & bring your bullshit with you, NOPE, we only do that here in the once great USSA, & STILL the redundant buzzword-laden complaining continues. & STILL, my neck hurts from shaking my fucking head at Clownworld…(honk noise)

All day, all night, 24/7, 365, the clowns beep their horns…honk honk honk honk honk. America has become so fat & lazy, analogous to the actual morbidly obese American citizens in this faltering country, growing by the day(pun intended). The average weight of an American adult female is 171 pounds. See below. Does that seem reasonable? NO, fat is not “beautiful,” it’s disgusting, & even worse, it’s UNHEALTHY. It’s an obvious sign of utterly poor eating habits, don’t give me the genetic argument. Poor parenting, teaching poor diet & exercise habits, how about blaming the real culprits for a change? Nope, doesn’t work that way here in Bozoville. It’s EVERYONE ELSE’S FAULT, never the self-proclaimed, “VICTIM.” No, personal responsibility, along with individual critical-thinking skills, & just plain common sense, have all flown the way of the dodo. I’m thinking these are all just the results of the slow-kill, the slow-kill of most of YOU, via your globalist overlords. Not aware?

High fructose corn syrup is the crack of raw sugar, it’s POISON, you’re POISONING yourselves, yet not entirely at by your own chubby hands. They tricked you, your people-herding masters, they’ve deceived you dozy walruses, for decades now, getting you addicted to high fructose corn syrup & similar poisons. Essentially, it’s all sugar crack, & millions of people are unknowingly, or maybe unwillingly, refusing to admit to themselves that something ain’t right? Does it feel “okay” to be obese? No, & I’m feel bad for some fo you, despite my blunt language, it’s fucked up, it’s a terribly sinister part of the overall social engineering agenda. Unfortunately, the globalist orchestrators of these social engineering plans being carried out in real-time, could care less about your feelings. You’re just another number in a data-collection set, an expendable number at that. We ALL are, me included, & although I’m not obese at all, I mean a much t them as as of you, less even probably, because I’m a publicly self-avowed dissident. Tyrannical communists tend to shoot people like me in the back of the head, then leave my lifeless corpse in an unmarked mass-gravened shit-filled ditch. Historically, that’s how it ends for people like me, so don’t misconstrue any of what I write as some kind of elitist gibberish. I’m fucked if the globalists take over, one of the first to go. Can’t have the free-speakers, especially the ones who can write, nope. Line them all up, & all their friends, & family members, then execute them all, as a warning to anyone else who dares challenge “The State,” and their respectively corrupt & weaponized alphabet agency armies. Come & get me when it all goes down, I’ll be here, but as always, I have digressed into another snarky attack on the real elitists in the room.

Where was I? Oh yes, real crack doesn’t make you morbidly obese, just saying. This is all part of the slow-kill depopulation agenda. Originally Agenda 2030, but now I think it has morphed into something more disorganized, but accelerated, as their plans have been openly exposed, not that that’s ever mattered. Nonetheless, the agenda now has an end goal much sooner than 2030. The original agenda is a decades-long operation. Hence, why I say “slow-kill.” They’ve added fluoride to the water, for decades now, to make you docile, as the data reports from the tests the Nazis did on the Jews with fluoride. Didn’t you know that’s where the fluoride idea in the water, in your toothpaste, & even in the mouthwash came from? Oh yes, thoroughly tested on the Jews, to keep them complacent while they worked themselves to death. After the war, it was put into public drinking water in many “developed” nations, & for the most part, is still there, under the guise that it helps your teeth. Not really, just making you slow, so you eat more sugar, & you get fatter, & slower, & more complacent, easy to control/program. Agenda-driven, but still just poison, it’s all poisonous, the poison in the food, the poison in the water, & then add this. Add this totally mental, self-entitled, all-consuming, all-addictive instant gratification “mine, mine, mine” ideology into them, all via television broadcasting & social media, & now you’ve poisoned their minds, as well as their bodies. Critical mass imminent, pun intended, & what does said “critical mass” entail? The Lucifer Principle metamorphosis, in real time. The macro-organism is going to split itself, into maybe 2 new macro-organisms? Or perhaps the big macro-organism remains, but a new micro-organism divides itself from the macro? Or it’s possible the micro that splits from the macro, then splits itself again, leaving 2 new micros & a grand macro remaining? I have no idea, but my imagination allows me to visualize the possibilities, albeit from a distant persepctive, from way out on the perimeter, just watching, studying the habits of this zeitgeist entity. All that said, the end game is ending before 2030 methinks, but what do I know? I’m just a fish, looking back into the fishbowl. Take what I say out with the trash, but light a cig first.

Taking out the trash, the literary ouroboros leading me back to the title of this article, “Dumpster Fire.” Americans have become so lazy, they can’t even get their garbage into the dumpster. Any of you who live in an apartment complex, or a condo complex, or even in a high-rise-like dwelling, anywhere where the trash is commonly disposed of in the same area, you know what I’m talking about. Doesn’t matter if the dumpster is COMPLETELY empty either. For instance, if the garbageman literally just hopped on the back of the truck for the next stop after emptying the dumpster, YOUR dumpster, count on some lazy dickhead walking their own bag of garbage out to that freshly-emptied dumpster, & then proceeding to just leave it next to the dumpster, never actually putting it IN the dumpster, because that would be too hard. This phenomenon was once relatively limited to low-income areas, with greater populations of progressively more-degenerate poor people, but as the cancerous degeneracy has increased tenfold, & is seeming to be exponentially growing by the day, more & more people are adopting this incredibly mundane lifestyle of complete laziness. Does the dumpster phenomenon happen where you dwell?

Maybe it has something to with depression? “Self-care” is a big factor of severe depression, as in a literally noticeable general observation of a increased LACK, of said “self-care” these days. You don’t go to the grocery store in pajamas. Sorry, not sorry, you don’t, but many do, more each day. All backwards here in Clownworld, remember? Perhaps these people who do this, are just really depressed, & if you can’t get out of your nightly PJs to go to a public supermarket, I suppose getting your trash into the actual dumpster when you take out your trash is asking a lot. I totally understand…NOT. NO…NO NO NO, NOPE, not buying that nonsensically poor excuse. If you can get the trash from your respective dwellings, TO the dumpster, you can surely then put your own disgusting garbage INTO the dumpster, for fuck’s sake. Come on now people, most of the work is done by the time you get to the dumpster. In fact, like 99% of the work is already done if you made it tot he dumpster. You made the trash, you filled your own trashcan with your own garbage, & when it was full, you made a conscious decision to take out your own bag of waste before it gets nastier as the contents began to decompose. That would be gross if you didn’t, right? Wouldn’t want to just leave your own bag of rotting trash in your own dwelling, stinking up the place, right? You then take your own bag of trash, out to the public dumpster, where decomposing rotting filthy individual bags of trash are collectively collected to be disposed of properly, so as not to be a nuisance. All YOU have to do, is throw YOUR OWN bag of trash into said public dumpster, that’s it. You made the trash, now someone is going to take it away FOR YOU before it becomes a problem, & FOR EVERYONE ELSE. It’s a public service, that YOU pay for, collectively, & is agreeably very convenient for everyone, is it not? However, instead of even fathoming a single word of what I just illustrated, random lazy fucks just leave their trash on the ground, by the dumpster. Not IN the dumpster, BY the dumpster, leaning against the outside of the dumpster, slowly oozing its mysteriously gross contents onto the ground. Yep, that last little singular second of physical effort, to toss YOUR own trash into a stationary container that is then picked up, & taken away for YOUR convenience, & the convenience of your neighborhood, that last thing YOU had to do, YOU fail to do, you lazy fuckers.

Obviously, this is ONLY being directed at those clowns who actually do this. I am noticing it becoming more prevalent though, because it used to happen all the time at an apartment complex I used to live in that was “across the tracks,” as they say, on the rougher side of town. Very diverse community, very progressive, as they “progressed” to NOT get their trash into the dumpster. It got so bad, ugh, I was really happy to get outta there, & back to much more civilized surroundings, at least you’d think so, right? In a nicer side of town, wouldn’t the people be more responsible? Nope, false logic, unfortunately, because low & behold, what happens the other day? HERE, in the “nicer part of town,” with actual big trashcans for the community garbage, nice big clean trashcans, what happens? These big trashcans are in a gated space even, keeping the unpleasant view of the trash from the view of the residents. Did that stop some lazy loser though? Nope, & sure enough, what was out there yesterday morning? A fresh bag of trash, inside the gated trash area, leaning against the big trashcan. ON it, not IN it. These big trashcans were far from full, there was plenty of room, more than enough for this lone bag of trash, dumped lazily in its place by an unknown dweller in this community. I have a good idea who it is, but no proof, yet. Doesn’t matter, until it matters, know what I mean? There it was though, as if telling me to “go fuck myself,” someone’s disgusting trash, ON the trashcan, instead of IN the trashcan. I know there’s an analogy in there somewhere, & I’m gonna find it.

It begins with one bag, then becomes many bags, & I know because I watched this phenomenon evolve over time at the aforementioned apartment in the ghetto I once resided in. Point of all this is, it’s yet another reflection, a sad reminder, that our once great American society is quickly devolving into some 3rd world litter-box country. Where’s the class, the sophistication, the critical-thinking, the PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY, the COMMON FUCKING SENSE, where did all that go? How can you get your trash all the way from your house, to the dumpster, then NOT put it in there? Is nothing going on upstairs with you people who do this? Maybe just a fat hamster running on a wheel that takes you nowhere except round & round, is that what goes on in your mushy minds? It’s just so incredibly lazy, & ignorant, but so is this country, the proverbial rotten fish, degenerating from the head down, rapidly, & we’re still trying to cut it up & serve it as sushi to the rest of the world.

These trash-trailers though, hey that’s not bad, instead of “trailer trash,” you got the infamous “trash-trailer,” people who leave a trail of trash behind them, because they’re too lethargic to dispose of their own waste properly. They sure have time to blame everyone else though, with a new pseudo-lexicon of buzzwords from the age of “wokeness,” as the indoctrination manifests its Frankensteinian social experiment in real-time, like animated pieces of dead corpses, stinking & rotting up the zeitgeist. How bout we throw that in the dumpster already? What a fun article to write though I must admit with a forlorn sense of self-satisfaction. Not being sarcastic either, lots of quips came through on this frequency. Good channeling, good times, gotta program this station in for another time. Time, time, time(echoing out)… Until next time dear readers, put your fucking trash in the God-damned dumpster, & no, that phrase has nothing to do with dumpsters. So sayeth FisH™…🎏

For all of you, & for none of you at all.

“Always put your trash into the dumpster, not beside it.” ~Fish F Fish🎣

One More Time 11:11

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11:11…what does it mean?

Does it mean anything at all? Does numerology mean anything at all? Do numbers themselves mean anything at all without our human definitions being applied to a construct of said numbers

Well would 1 + 1 still be 2, somewhere else in the Universe? Hmmmm….

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Certainly one must admit that the numeric connections between this dimension are fascinating, and this matrix would seemingly be impossible to navigate without them. How would anything be built correctly? How would counting work? You have to count something everyday, not just money, what if you wanted to eat 3 hard-boiled eggs, and 4 slices of fresh feta cheese like I’m eating right now? It would not work without numbers. 

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So back to the topic…

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As for this 11:11…

…one can go on the Internet, as I’m sure any of you reading this living in civilization would know by now, and find countless links to all sorts of characters offering viewpoints on why this particular number combination is special. You’re going to find a lot of information relating to the connection of 11:11 to your own consciousness awakening from the matrices of the ego zombies. You’re going to find information about how 11:11 connects to your eternal bond with your soul mates and your twin flame. Now you can watch these things until you pass out on your couch, as I usually do, and suck up all that new knowledge, which of course I recommend, but I also implore any of you reading this to find your own answers wishing as to 11:11 has related specifically to YOU, in YOUR life. Fuck whatever you read and think about what happened and/or what is happening if you happen to be one of the many discovering these strange recurrences of 11:11 imagery popping up all around you. 

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In my experience, in what has become almost cliche at this point, I started NOTICING it around me more when I snapped out of the slumber several years ago. I emphasized the word “noticing” because it was always there, but I am not sure if I began to “notice” it more once I had seen information about 11:11 or not. This was like 5 years ago when I really started rolling along with my own ascent from the proverbial Platonian cave, and I bombarded myself with so much information initially, I cannot recall if I was or was not aware of 11:11 before I started “noticing” it. Nonetheless, whether I knew or did not know already, I could never deny the fact, that I myself witnessed gratuitously by all of my 5 3rd dimensional senses this thing, and was seeing 11:11 everywhere, and I mean everywhere. Clocks of course, constantly, billboard signs I remember because i thought what are the odds of one highway billboard sign flashing an 11:11 byte, much less literally several, it was in utility bills, I mean it was like everything with a fucking number written on it was doing this to me, over and over and over again, which at that point, I am for sure prompted me to really look into this phenomenon, and that was initially when I can for sure say that I became very familiarized with these 11:11 sightings and what they may or may not mean. 

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The occurrences did fade though, there was definitely like a big crest and then a decline into a slow but steady “noticing” that it still pops up from time to time. Now was my brain just responding to the fact that I had stumbled upon that new information, and then making me “notice” it more? This might explain why I saw it quite prevalently, then not so much anymore, kind of like a new novelty, like a new pop culture novelty, comes and goes. A meme that caught on right as the new agers began to take greater strides perhaps?

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Hmmmm…

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…or maybe I found the info, which triggered a conscious reassurance that the “awakening” I was experiencing was in fact real, and these were numerical representations of the new synchronicity being formed with the expanding world around me. This idea may at first seem more implausible, but this reassurance is/was necessary particularly in the beginning, as many of you who have awoken and are in the process of fully awakening know, because that is the time when the battle between your ego and your soul really gets heated, more than ever before, and the initial reaction to the new energy makes you question whether or not you might be going insane. So the reassurance from 11:11 coincides with countless other synchronous moments that seem to start happening all around you once your 3rd eye snaps back open. These are to help you get past the struggle between your ego holding on while your soul takes back over. Speaking of synchronous moments…

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This is one thing that has not leveled off in any way, in fact, this other phenomenon has been happening and continues to happen to me literally e-x-p-o-n-e-n-t-i-a-l-l-y more. Said phenomenon is synchronicity…

What is synchronicity? (<<<CLICK HERE TO READ MORE<<<)

Yes there is absolutely no refuting that this is happening to me on a moment to moment basis at this point. I’m like 5 years deep into the heavy curve upward, and that curve has become a rocketship accelerating faster and faster straight up and out of the matrix. Connections with people, events, things you perceive on a daily basis with the 5 3d senses, it all begins to connect and flow together more and more and more and more. Picture if your awakening started as one little star. Then your star became 2 stars, then 4 stars, then 8, exponential, like I mentioned earlier, so imagine how many stars are lighting up the sky in my mind by now, and in YOUR mind too, especially if you are well into your journey out, and that’s the best part. Everyone is making these connections, but those waking up are making them faster, and you begin to feel this not only the connectivity between yourself and your world around you, you begin to connect with others who making accelerated connections, which only makes more connections. It’s a state of continuous fascination. There is a very viral aspect to it, but maybe that’s all we are, a virus…

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And on that note, I just passed 1000 words so I am outta here until next time. 

More to come. Be good.

Love to all.