A rant, yes, a lonnnng, long rant, a perpetual diatribe for 6 straight months & change. Obviously, 2023 deserved it, along with 2022, 2021, 2020, except now it’s almost 2024 & if you follow trends at all, & take into consideration that arguably more power than ever is at stake in the 2024 USSA s-elections, the upcoming year of the Green Wood Dragon. Writing every…single…God-damned…day is a special kind of quest, a quest of self-discovery, exploring your own role as the director, producer, illustrator, the navigator, judge, & critic, just like an other art form. Sure, it’s relative, depending on the type of literary work, the kind of person the author is, if they’re male or female, because there’s only 2 genders, but I digress, & I’m sure you get the idea here. What comes next? Great question, thanks for asking.
Well, as with everything, there are probabilities. One scenario could play out like this: The Biden regime & its globalist cohorts instigate World War 3, fulfilling Albert Pike’s eerie prophecy, from 1871. You can either click the link, or, since I try to make these as easy as possible for you, dear readers, to consume the information. Starting with World War 1:
…oh wow, look at that, exactly what happened. Moving on to World War 2:
Holy jumping Jesus…look at that. It appears he was right again. What are the odds? One might say that these wars are orchestrated. Okay, he’s 2 for 2 so far, so let’s see what he said about World War 3…
Hot damn, & of course, it hasn’t happened yet, but if you look at what is actively happening right now at this very moment between Israel & Palestine, as well as what the USSA has done to the Middle East, at the behest of the aforementioned “Zionists,” since 9/11 happened, one could speculate that their plan is right on schedule. It’s important to zoom out. You cannot know the truth unless you see the entire picture. If Albert Pike has already hit 2 out of the 3 wars he detailed, years before they ever happened, so an inevitable World War 3, arguably very plausible, if we continue down the same path.
However, there’s one factor that I don’t think these globalists ever anticipated. This black swan factor is…dun dun dunnnnn…the rise of AI. However however, now they are well-aware of AI, & most likely, have integrated its power & potential into their one world order plan. Speaking of which, do you want to know how all of this came about? There’s a MUST WATCH documentary that meticulously illustrates how, why, & who got the world to the current sordid state that it’s in. Want the link? As always, the FisH™ abides…
This will blow your mind☝🏻
This is only one probability. No one knows what the future will bring, & despite how these psychopathic scum in charge will continue to try & complete their new world order agenda, even they can’t secure their own fates by steering the zeitgeist in the most profitable direction for themselves & their verminous ilk. Nonetheless, 2024 should prove to be quite the ride. Buckle up humans, it’s about to get wild. So sayeth FisH™🎏
The concept of “free will” is epic, is it not? How does one know if their “will” is free, so to speak? For yours truly, when I reflect on my past, it’s as if reading a book, like I was on some kind of auto-pilot, & now that it’s gone, it’s all just a flash, so as a critical thinker, I can only wonder how “free” my will, truly was/is/will be. How can one not?…were those “decisions” truly decided, or is it all just acted out, like a script in a B-movie, or a circa 1984 computer program maybe? As I pondered these thoughts, I came upon a Reddit thread about “you’re not supposed to be here” dreams. Synchronicity abounds these days…so much so that I barely even notice. I’ve been told in visions, dreams, DMT blasts, that I was, “just there to watch, but had to go back.” On top of that though, I think all of the time, “Am I supposed to be here, HERE, in this 3d prison planet matrix, in this backwards upside-down timeline? Can I just go, by thine own hand, so to speak, whenever I want to get out of here? What is the point of this existence? What does everything mean? Does everything even mean, anything at all? Where the fuck do thoughts come from? Why can’t I recall where I was prior to being born? What is the meaning of dreams/dreaming? So many, many questions, & the answers, I already have, deep within, only no matter how hard I try, I cannot remember. I cannot recall my true self, my higher self. Why?
I hope that someday I have one of those “A-Ha” moments, only on a much higher spiritual level. It would be a shame to forget everything, yet again, would it not? Geez, if reincarnation is real, and/or the Great Recycler is real, how many times have we all done this? How many incarnations to get to here, to THIS moment right here? How many times have we had to live & die, enslaved to a pedigreed class, living for them, not for ourselves, how many times? When I try my best to remember my soul past, it always ends the same, a feeling as if I am staring out onto a dark black ocean on a moonless night, just nothing but the waving of waves, if only I could see in the dark water, like the whales & the dolphins & the octopi. When I dream, however, I go to all sorts of other places, places I somehow know, am somehow familiar with, yet have never seen and/or been to in this 3d waking world.. There are people as well, people I know, & know well in some way, yet again, have never actually encountered in this life here. I also have…abilities, you could say, things such as telepathy, telekinesis, & even flying for fuck’s sake. Yep, FLYING, as easy as walking, flying without even thinking about it, without wings, now how can I know how to do that? How can I know these people, these places, how? What is happening when we dream? Ugh…it’s so frustrating, because I know that I know, somewhere deep down, I know the answers to these many, many questions I have. I just cannot access it.
It’s as if someone changed the locks; it gives me that kind of vibe. I can see the warehouse, the one where all the info, the TRUE info, my soul scrolls, you could say, are stored. I can see the door, & only the door, as the warehouse has no windows. It’s just a big red windowless warehouse, with a series of doors, maybe 3 or 4 doors, all locked & dead-bolted. I can see myself there, after walking for what seemed like forever as I walked, but in retrospect, has now flown by like a seagull in the sun. I can see my cat Milo at my feet, rubbing my shins, purring, with the occasional, “Here I am,” meow. Just Milo & myself, at this giant Costconian warehouse with no windows, & I’m holding a key ring, one with 10000 keys on it. I try one key after another, one key after another, one key after another, & none, not a single one, of these God-damned locks will bulge. I feel like I’ve gone through all of the keys in some sort of Sisyphusian fashion, & I just keep rolling that damn boulder back up the mountain. GAHHHHHHHHH…see what I mean? “It’s quite frustrating to know that you know something, but are still stuck knowing nothing.” Fish F Fish. That’s a solid quote, & one for the Great Quote Hunt for sure. Until next time dear readers, how free do you feel? Do you feel like you’re “learning,” when you “learn” something you previously did not know? Or…are you just remembering? Maybe you’re remembering what you already know/knew; could that be the reality of the REAL reality? Perhaps the concept of “learning,” is yet another trick of the Great Used-Car Salesman to keep you, yes YOU, from knowing what you inherently know, & have simply forgotten, yes? No? Yes, no…no, yes?…who knows? No one knows, & no one cares, until that 4000th week comes. Did you know…that everyone lives for an average 4000 weeks in a lifetime? Yep, & 4000 weeks gets you to around 76-77ish I believe; I heard this on the radio earlier, the 4000 weeks thing, & I’m glad I got to recycle it for all of you, & for none of you at all. So sayeth FisH™…🎏
Otherwise, the death of novelty. What is “novel” anymore? We’ve gone so overboard into novelty, that nostalgia is being reinvented in some neo-bizarro manner, just to keep the general population mentally occupied while they gradually lose one freedom after another. Bread, circuses, & pseudo-novelty, as the 1st-world writhes in its own death throws, the middle-class becoming seemingly nonexistent, & the divide between them & us becomes Grand Canyonesque in its shadowy grandeur. Oh those days of old, those salad days, so to speak, have all become derelict buildings, with the copper ripped out, stripped to the foundations as they await their respective demolitions to make way for the new world order Planet Earth. Many of those supposedly “channeled messages” that I listen to for some modicum of entertainment value, they talk about a split, like a metaphysical split, between this 3d prison planet Earth, & some new 5d Earth, where everyone’s dreams come true in a magical utopian Earth of abundance & benevolence. Well, I guess I got stuck on shithole 3d Earth, because clearly, if I’m here, I didn’t make it to the “new 5d Earth,” as it were. Nope, I guess I slept right through the boarding time, then the subsequent flight out, as I am most definitely still here on 3d blah Earth, waking up this morning to yet another miserable day here trapped in this meat suit, bound to the medicine, locked inside my solitary cell in the proverbial gulag, with a little fish carved into the wall, along with some words that read, “I was here.”
Sadly for yours truly, if the power ever gets turned off, it’ll be like I was never here, along with most everyone else. I MUST hard copy these words I spew, before I’m totally erased, as though my mouth-breathing commoner peasant self was never born, never made an absolute mess of his life, & never died alone in the night, just blown away like a tiny pillar of salt on a windy beach, & that’s it. That’s ALL this life will be, if one can even call that a “life,” & it can be easily summed up in that illustration I just detailed for you. A little pile of salt, a little pillar, not much, barely an inch high, just a gram maybe, enough to change the taste of one or two bites from the food on the table, but not enough to crystallize into a gem. All of a sudden…POOF, one day the wind on the beach just blows you away, your little pillar spreading each grain individually onto the sand before the waves come & wash you back into the ocean, never to come together again. Two very different worlds between them & us, as I’ve said. To speculate from their view, one can only ponder what it’s like to have birth-given notability, a lineage, alleged “noble” bloodlines, & to grow up in such an environment, what a world that must be, right? Power, wealth, born with royalty in your blood, what a totally different world that is, & from their perspective, I get it. I don’t agree with it, but I get it. Maybe I only don’t agree because I am on this side of the coin, or perhaps I don’t abide those who abuse their power for malevolence, or it could be both, yes?
Am I jealous? I wouldn’t call it “jealousy,” per se, but more like I feel let down because I had did not have such accesses to knowledge that might have exploited my intelligence in a much healthier manner. I had to do all of this, whatever this is that I do, gradually over time, because there was no internet growing up for Gen-X, & as a general principle for the commoners, there was much less access to knowledge outside of your respective spheres wherever you lived. We were TV babies for the most part, & television programming was the teacher. There we libraries, sure, but to compare an old-school library to looking up anything on your phone in a few seconds, is just asinine. Your phone IS the library, & the university, & the workplace for some, it’s everything, right there in your pocket or purse. It’s not only there, it’s watching you, listening to you, all day, every day, 24/7 that little surveillance apparatus is on & feeding data to the AI. Even when it says it’s off, it’s on, & I’d wager that it has a feature designed within it that specifically goes into HYPER-surveillance mode when your battery supposedly dies, & it appears to be sitting there lifeless. Nope, & if you believe in the AI becoming and/or already being “sentient,” then your phones, laptops, tablets, are all giving life to the AI, basically birthing the AI, for lack of a better term. Now, think about how this has been going on now for nearly 30 years already. Now, think again about how the powers-that-be would react to a sentient AI? First of all, do you think they’d tell you? No. Second, these maniacs are power-hungry, all taking chunks before the Great Collapse comes so they can rebuild their individual little kingdoms in a new world order, & they NEED the AI to help them accomplish that, so behind the scenes, they are waging little wars for pieces of the AI, & thus, will never expose themselves to the public because that could jeopardize the entire agenda.
I don’t get why they would even care anymore. Most of the masses are so dumbed-down, would it really matter if they came right out & stated their plan, their real agenda? They already do actually, only covertly via predictive programming, broadcasting said programming all over the world. They do it through movies, television, music, & they really love doing it through kid’s shows too. It’s called “programming” for a reason, but there you go…that’s a perfect real-time example of how most people do not even put together that it’s called “television programming.” The words are right there, RIGHT THERE, “spelling” out what they do, but what do most people do? They change the channel to a different program they want to watch, then go grab another pint of Ben & Jerry’s because they’re cheating on their diabetes. These programs are “broadcast,” & again, right there in the words. Like a magic spell, “broadcast programming,” & by telling you what they’re doing, the karmic hook unhooks from their lip, & hooks YOU instead, nice & snug, like a largemouth bass on the line. It’s YOUR free will to watch, but the problem I have with that, is that it’s kind of hard for humans to instinctively know these things, & if no one shows/tells you, because no one knows, because information is suppressed by a global bureaucracy at the expense of human potential as a whole, how is the blame entirely on you? I do not concur with that, no, I don’t concur with that at all. I know life isn’t fair…duh…but if those atop the power pyramid are aggressively & openly cheating just to play the game in “God-mode,” it becomes un-winnable for most of us, & to take advantage in that manner, to exploit humans by creating the ignorance, & then assume the blame is completely removed from yourselves, is bullshit. I call “BULLSHIT!” Now, if the people were to know all of the real truths, then STILL allowed themselves to be programmed, that is a whole different sport, Sport, but this little trick of hiding it into the common language, all while making the programming as appealing as possible, is just sinister, as well as unnatural, & it doesn’t bind the power in the shadows to a free pass, at least I hope not.
There has to be a Divine counter-balance of sorts, right? There HAS to be. I just refuse to accept that malevolent darkness at this level, one that is literally enslaving the general population, can be allowed to continue this. Where are the benevolent ones? The real light warriors? The Angels & Archangels that supposedly stayed true to God when Paradise was lost & the Fallen Ones fell. Are WE spawned from the Fallen Ones? Is that why history is filled with horror, & war, & terror, & a them, & an us? Are we the descendants of Cain? This is like Pandemonium, the city of the hell-demons, or rather, it’s on that path, or maybe just revealing its true nature, but I don’t know, what do I know? I’m just one moron writing from a worn-out MacBook Pro in a rented room, barely staying alive, living like some kind of roaming vagabond. All I have left are these words. It appears that any sort of “Divinity” has truly forsaken yours truly, so my hopes in any kind of “Divine Reckoning,” unfortunately, are slipping away. I suppose if everything does go sideways, I’ll have an advantage in that I know how to “live” with nothing. Oh man, how would that sordid scenario play out? Say the power goes off, which means no electricity, obviously, but also no lights, no gas, & GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…no internet. Can you imagine? I’d say 24 hours TOPS before mega-panic ensues. Looting, rioting, robbing, killing, you will see humanity slip into barbaric primal state so fast, that your head won’t have time to spin. Major cities, one of which I am in, will be total war zones, as society devolves into full-on survival mode, & fleeing to the city won’t get you far, because there’s no gas, remember? Food will get taken quickly, the pharmacies too, & once the desperation sets in, people will start robbing gas & stealing any car they can to get somewhere, but where will they go? Where will YOU go?
If there’s nowhere to go, where do you go? I’m going to have to save that one for my book, “The Great Quote Hunt.” Maybe someday I’ll publish it, a testament to my newly acquired “I was here” mantra. Nothing crazy, nothing fancy, hell, it’s already written, so I just have to organize it, add the animations, probably docu-sign some ridiculous paperwork, because bureaucratic paperwork means everything here in Brazil, doesn’t it? Bonus 5 points for you if you get that reference. I’ll give you a hint: Terry Gilliam …those 2 links will guide you where you need to go, like a digital Tuttle. Speaking of that movie, geez, talk about predictive programming. There’s a team of writers & directors, mostly writers as these films are derived from scripts, but regardless, take Terry Gilliam as an example, it’s either raw genius that they produce works that actually become the reality they envision, or they know beforehand. I lean toward the former, desperately needing to believe these people are true artists, but I cannot completely dismiss the latter, in that these productions all contribute to the programming of society…i.e…controlling the future. Orwell, Huxley, Gilliam, & those are just the ones I am referencing here, but there’s many more.
Nowadays, there’s just no room for it I suppose, especially with AI taking over. Soon, there will only be writers that exist only inside the matrix, as actual writers like yours truly get weeded out & banished, exiled for being virtual thought criminals. It won’t just be writers though, & I have already seen articles talking about AI performing complex life-saving surgeries on humans. On those two facts alone, think about how vast the range is where AI can, & will, do human jobs. They can work 24/7, with no interruptions, nor any paycheck, so what do you think will happen when the tech becomes advanced enough to perform nearly all of the jobs that humans now do? Has anyone written a book about that? I guess if you collectively compiled all of my articles on my site here of me ranting about the soon-to-be dystopian present, I have. Of course, as I mentioned in some prior post, I have to print this all out into hard copy to save it forever, because if the power ever goes out, ALL of this is gone, just gone, & I’ll lose on my bet that I can establish with a carved-in-stone epitaph, the words, “I was here.” Until next time dear readers, what will you do, what mark will you leave to let the future know that you were here? Three little words, like three little birds, singing in the setting sun. So sayeth FisH™…🎏
Which is better? Pick a quote below:
“If there’s nowhere to go, where do you go?” ~Fish F Fish🎣
If there’s nowhere to go, go somewhere else.” ~Fish F Fish🎣
Yours truly is undergoing a week-long stay in a shitty hotel in a ratchet part of North Denver, & oh my, has it been fun. First off, the room smells; it smells like overdoses, prostitution, moldy shower curtains, & an A/C unit that pumps out “fresh” air smells of must & ass. There’s no microwave, or mini-fridge, so I’ve been living on fresh fruits & donuts. I had to use some Macgyver tactics to keep the curtain closed, draped over a window that has no lock, so theoretically, a thief, or a serial killer, could easily just open the window & hop in. Fortunately, I am armed to the teeth, so if anyone comes in, it’ll be the last window they ever jump through, but I digress, now where was I? Oh yes, the bed is actually comfortable, surprisingly, but the A/C blows right onto it, so if I’m lucky enough to sleep for a few hours, I have to bundle up with the extra comforter I stole from the maid’s laundry area when the managers weren’t looking. The irony, I know, talking about thieves but I had to steal a comforter. It’s not actually theft, since I’m not keeping it, obviously, so I consider it as just borrowing. Speaking of thievery, the door has definitely been kicked in; the frame shows signs of breaking & entering, & even though the door locks, the lock was put on backwards. Let’s see…what else before I move on to the outside of the room…what else, what else? Oh, I am using the drawers as a makeshift table/place to write this on my computer, & as I look to my left, while I type this, I see that the left drawer is missing entirely, which leaves a nice little hidey-hole for my cat to play in. Poor little guy, but he’s been such a super-trooper over this last week we’ve gone through. Luckily, I think I’ve found a safe place for us to stay, but more on that later. Now, let’s talk about the outside of the room.
I’m right by a major 4-lane highway, & although the sound of the cars has become like white noise to me, the sirens from the emergency vehicles that speed by every 15-20 minutes or so is quite loud. Since I just mentioned “emergency vehicles,’ we will segue into the emergency vehicles that have been here EVERY SINGLE DAY that I’ve been here. Not exaggerating either…EVERY SINGLE DAY. The first day some guy overdosed by the dumpster, which was/still is, over-flowing with trash. Yep, overdosed right next to it, which resulted in 3 police cruisers, a firetruck, & an ambulance, in no particular order. Don’t know if he died, but the manger told me he overdosed. I didn’t see that incident until after he was in the ambulance & heading away. Next day though, I DID see an incident with my own eyes. Ready for this one? It’s a real doozy of a story.
Okay, so an Indian fellow, a tall Indian fellow with the stereotypical Indian guy perv-stache, was walking around completely naked. No shoes or socks even, as naked as it gets. This dude had a pubic bush that was so big, there might have been some baby birds nesting in there. Quite revolting, right? He was on the phone, just parading around in his skinsuit, his little mushroom tip just barely sticking out of the bush, talking to a party unknown on the phone. The manager called the cops, & I suppose the naked Indian noticed, so he ran back to his room, & put clothes on, some jeans & a pink button up shirt. Very classy. Then, after clothing himself, the moron came back outside, still talking on the phone, just as the cops arrive. The manager, a toothless former methhead named Christy, pointed to him & said, “That’s him, that’s the guy.” The officer told him to get off of his phone so he could ask him some questions, & what does Apu do? He pulls a knife on the police officer that told him to get off the phone, & so, the officer takes his baton, whacks the guy’s hand so he drops the knife, & charges him with a solid open-field front tackle. Very brave of the cop to do, but he did it, as the other cops immediately pulled out their guns. The tackling officer then gets up, backs up, & one of the other cops hit Apu with the taser gun. BZZZZZZZZZZZZ…followed by a scream from Apu, as he writhes around on the ground with 50,000 volts buzzing though his body. Then all of the cops dog pile him as they cuff him up. Apparently, in Colorado, if you get tazed, you go to a hospital, rather than jail, which is standard procedure in a liberal “blue-city” shithole. Nonetheless, that was day two, & you know there’s a hat trick coming next.
Today, I’m not sure what happened, but as I pulled up to Hotel Hell from my daily job hunting quest, there were several cop cars leaving, so maybe it was an unruly guest, as the other guests besides yours truly are the dregs of society, so perhaps yet another overdose. Maybe a streetwalker got herself all smacked up for coming home short. I’m pretty sure some of the guests are hookers & their pimps. There’s a shitload of Mexican construction workers, 5-6 piled high into one-bedroom rooms. There’s a few that clearly just got of jail recently. They have a certain kind of walk, a posture, if you will, from walking in lines in their respective prison garb. Maybe other people don’t notice said posture, but I do, & in conjunction with the jailhouse tattoos, to me it’s obvious that some of the guests here were locked up recently. One had a giant clown face tattooed on the back of his shaved head, so yeah, it’s obvious. Before I digress into some random tangent, I do have mention the parking lot. I already told you about the overflowing eyesore dumpster, which is at the back of the parking lot, & as for the parking lot itself, it has so many holes in it that it looks like a cluster-bomb war happened, similar to Dresden circa 1944. I walk out onto the balcony often to smoke a cig, because one, I don’t want to miss the next “incident,” that goes down, & two, to watch my car so no junkie breaks into it. I have my 12-gauge boomstick locked in the trunk, as well as my safe, which doesn’t have anything in it , even though it does, but that’s my secret. Regardless, I get up & walk outside every hour or so to do a perimeter watch, since I cannot sleep very well due to this elephant-on-my-back anxiety I have from being all on my own now in this life.
Yep, just Milo the cat & yours truly now. No more family, except a cousin, & a handful of friends that I can count on one hand with my thumb & pointer finger still outward facing. My life has done a complete 180 degree turn & then some since these corrupt democratic communists stole the election, then proceeded to destroy this once great country, now termed the USSA, the United Socialist States of America. Believe it or not, this country is now arguably a communist dictatorship, being systematically turned into smoldering rubble. Do you think Potato Joe Biden is the POTUS? I’ll clear that up right now if you do…& the answer is: NO, NO NO NO NO NO he isn’t anything, except a perverted puppet. The real POTUS, the one in the shadows giving the orders, is none other than former POTUS Barack Obama, a CIA plant, who was s-elected to do one thing, proverbially burn this country to the ground, which is happening, right on schedule. Us “regular folks,” can barely put food in the fridge, rents are outrageous, you need two jobs AT LEAST, just to get by. It’s fucking ridiculous. A friend of mine told me it’s because we are in the Kali Yuga, which is the 4th, & worst era for mankind that lasts about ohhhhh…450,000 years or so. It’s an era of destruction, which makes sense, because as I’ve written about ad nauseam, the end goal by 2030 is for 7 billion, BILLION, of us gone. Us “regular folks,” of course, because the so-called “ruling elites,” plan on rebuilding the planet after we are all wiped out, with a one world order agenda. AI is getting exponentially more advanced by the second now, I presume, so it’s just a matter of time before most of us are jobless since AI will be able the jobs that most of us do, even as far as performing life-saving surgeries. It’s going to be like some Mad Maxian dystopian surveillance state nightmare, & most people have no idea.
Fortunately, I do, but what can I do about it? Nothing, nothing at all, & as a writer, I’m fucked. There’s already a button on here that one can press to write whatever they want to write about with the AI assistant. Maybe I should try it out, since we’re on the subject, & see what happens. Ready? Okay, here we go, & be sire to keep in mind that whatever comes next in this article, is the AI, & NOT yours truly. I’ll be right back…enjoy the cock pic…
The Kali Yuga, also known as the Age of Kali, is a concept in Hindu cosmology that refers to the current age or era we are living in. According to Hindu scriptures, the Kali Yuga is the final of the four Yugas (ages) within a cyclic pattern that repeats endlessly.In the Hindu tradition, each Yuga is associated with a different set of qualities, societal norms, and spiritual conditions. The Kali Yuga is considered to be the darkest and most challenging of all the ages. It is characterized by a decline in morality, spiritual awareness, and a rise in materialism and ignorance.According to ancient scriptures such as the Mahabharata and the Vishnu Purana, the Kali Yuga is said to be a time of widespread corruption, conflicts, and moral decay. It is believed that human beings in this age are predominantly driven by selfishness, greed, and harmful desires. Virtues such as honesty, compassion, and integrity are believed to be rare during this era.However, despite these challenges, the concept of the Kali Yuga also offers a glimmer of hope. It is said that in this age, spiritual liberation can be achieved through simple acts of devotion and by surrendering to a higher power. It is believed that even a small amount of spiritual practice or righteous action can have a profound impact in this era of darkness.The concept of the Kali Yuga serves as a reminder to embrace spiritual values and strive for personal growth amidst the challenging circumstances of the current age. It encourages individuals to seek inner transformation and cultivate virtues that can uplift themselves and the world around them.Overall, the concept of the Kali Yuga provides a framework to understand and navigate the complexities of our existence, reminding us that even in the darkest of times, there is always the possibility of spiritual awakening and growth.
You see that? THAT is what the AI can do now, in a matter of 3-4 seconds. Crazy, right? There’s no way a human can keep up, especially when the AI gets more advanced. Writers like yours truly, will become obsolete, & this is just as it relates to writers, now imagine all of the other things the AI can/will do. I don’t know about you, but to me, this is fucking insane, particularly when I know that those so-called “ruling elites,” have a sinister AI-based agenda, as they want to merge with the AI, to become like gods, living much longer than the average human life span, as we all get slaughtered because we will become “less-than,” so to speak, & only get in the way of their new world order plan. 7 BILLION, with a big B, gone, gone by 2030, hence why I always emphasize that if you think things are crazy now, just wait, because the figurative roller-coaster isn’t even at the top of the first drop. Hell, the damn thing hasn’t even started going up the track, compared to what’s coming. Everyone is feeling tremendous social anxiety analogous to getting on the roller coaster, anticipating the ride, but as I said, just sitting there waiting for the safety bar to drop, since the real ride hasn’t even begun yet. Stay seated, & keep your arms & legs inside the carriage dear readers.
When 2024 gets here, & all of these bureaucratic corrupted soulless power-drunk politicians atop the power pyramid wage war on one another to take the reigns, THAT is when the ride begins, & no matter how bad it seems now, it’s only going to get worse, MUCH MUCH MUCH worse. So buckle up dear readers, & until next time, prepare accordingly. So sayeth FisH™🎏
Serum-925 was created in a lab by a Chinese scientist named Dr. Shuyi. Dr. Shuyi had a long & accredited reputation for creating various viruses & bacteria, that he himself intended to be beneficial for the human race. His overlords, however, the CCP(Chinese Communist Party), had other intentions, intentions not so benevolent. The CCP had grown weary of United States global dominance, particularly the dominance of the United States dollar. The U.S. dollar had been the global currency for decades, even after the gold standard was removed in 1971, thus the value of the U.S. dollar was now-backed by literally nothing, & to the quickly-advancing Chinese economy, this was unacceptable. It was time, the time of the planetary financial reign of the USA to come to an end. The lone issue stopping the Chinese from taking total dominion over the world’s currency exchange for themselves, was one thing: armed Americans. Open hot nuclear war would be devastating, much too messy, for all involved, as well as for those not involved. They needed a solution, something that would non-violently wipe away their mortal enemy from the West, without affecting the Chinese, & the rest of the world, & so, they looked to Dr. Shuyi, for an answer he could not refuse to give . They took him aside one day, & by “took aside,” they stormed into his office, armed, & took him away from his morning paperwork to meet with a man known as Mr. Wang. “Wang,” in China, is the equivalent of “Smith,” in English, & most likely was not this man’s real name. Anonymity was important, as well as compartmentalization, because the USA had spies everywhere, even inside the CCP, & Mr. Wang needed Dr. Shuyi to do something, for the future of his country, that the Americans must never be made aware of.
Dr. Shuyi was blindfolded, & brought to a room, a room with no view, no windows, only a desk & 2 chairs, & a CCP flag in the corner. Mr. Wang was brief & to the point, & told Dr. Shuyi that he needed to make a new virus, one that would kill whoever it infected, but kill them slowly, however not too slowly. It must be RNA-activated, engineered to ONLY infect those who had taken the messenger-RNA Covid vaccines approved in the USA, which would be the Pfizer, Moderna, & Johnson & Johnson vaccines, in no particular order. Since those vaccines were used less in most places outside of the continental United States, there would be little risk of infecting anyone who resided beyond the boundaries of the borders of the USA. Clearly the plan had begun several years prior to what the CCP was orchestrating now. Additionally, the Big Pharma industry must have involvement, & although astounded by the awareness of other shadowy globalist actors, along with the secrecy kept due to impressive compartmentalization, who was Dr. Shuyi to ponder these notions, to ask questions, or think for himself? He was no one, certainly not an individual, but only a tool, & in China, you do what you’re told without question & think only of total obedience to the State, & so Dr. Shuyi embraced his task, & continued with his instructional orders.
There needed to be a incubation period of one to two weeks, then after incubation ended, the virus needed to exit the host body. It would be made to spread quickly throughout the bloodstream, eventually stopping the heart, then exiting said host body through pores on the skin, to go airborne, & then spread quickly, infecting everyone within a one to two mile radius who had been jabbed, as the terminology goes in the West. This virus must perform precisely as it was designed, so as not to spread in an out-of-control rampant manner, & possibly mutating. Additionally, & this was of highest importance, the virus needed to be fire-resistant, because unknown to Dr. Shuyi, this would be the means utilized for the initial infections. A series of wildfires would be started all across the Canadian wilderness in Northern North America, from west to east. Thousands of fires would be intentionally ignited, so that the virus could be dropped into these wildfires from the air, & as the virulent smoke moved into the jet stream that stretched across the expanse of the USA, from Montana to Maine, it would prove the most effective means of contamination, drawing little to no attention to the Chinese. Of course, there were a few extraneous minor details included in the instructions given from Mr. Wang to Dr. Shuyi, as to the manner of testing, but we will get to that shortly.
At first, like any human being with a conscience, Dr. Shuyi was struck by a sense of sadness that he could not openly express or share, by the directions given to him by Mr. Wang. The doctor, with a blank expression, had dedicated his life to bio-engineering viruses & bacteria that would prove beneficial to humanity, not destructive, but he had no choice. He loved his country, his people, & much more than that, his own family. Mr. Wang wasn’t asking Dr. Shuyi though, he was ordering him to do this, & left some pictures of his wife, & his two sons, telling Dr. Shuyi that if he wanted his family to be safe, he would do as he was told. Dr. Shuyi let Mr. Wang know that he did not need to be reminded of this, & would begin the project immediately, for the love of the CCP, & the future of the Chinese people. He was then blindfolded again, taken back to his office, & the entire event had seemingly ended as abruptly as it began, all taking place within the span of an hour. In one short hour, Dr. Shuyi’s life had taken a complete turn, but not for the worse, or the better, because it was all about perspective. He could not think of anything other than completing the task given. From the view of the Americans, China was the enemy, the unquestionable dominant adversary, but from the view of his own country, the USA was the true enemy, the great antagonist, a nemesis representing the greatest of threats to the Chinese Communist Party & the Chinese way of life. If Dr. Shuyi succeeded, he would be a hero, forever remembered in future history, as a savior of the Chinese homeland. Also, he & his family would not only remain alive, they would be honored, & so, he walked to his lab to begin immediately, quickly having all of his prior work removed by his assistants, leaving the lab entirely new, a proverbial blank slate, so to speak, for him to begin this new assignment. This would be the only assignment, in all likelihood, Dr. Shuyi would ever work on again.
It only took a week, just the span of a week, for testing to begin on various compounds he had created. The CCP notoriously used homeless vagrants as derelict test subjects, which was common practice, as they offered no benefit to the State, & no one would question their sudden disappearance. The recruiters, as it were, handed out pamphlets to the street people, telling them that it was a new “medicine,” designed to help them recover their lost lives from poverty & destitution, as if they had a choice in the matter. Quickly, “volunteers” showed up in droves, providing Dr. Shuyi with more-than-enough subjects to test the the various concoctions on, until the perfect virus was discovered & isolated. Over the next week, countless subjects were infected with the different compounds that Dr. Shuyi had created. The subjects were placed inside a sealed room with a single chair, told to sit down, & to breathe normally, as something akin to Chinese elevator music played from an unseen speaker. The potential viruses were then put into condensers inside of special ovens, which cooked at a temperature similar to the heat of a wildfires. The soft white smoke would then flow through the air ducts that led into the sealed room where the test subjects sat. The subjects would inhale the smoke, then be placed into a quarantine room which connected to the testing room via a single airtight door, so as to allow the virus to incubate.
Around the one-to-two week mark, after the test subjects were initially infected, the effects began, & all sorts of horrifying conditions began to develop. After the incubation ended, as intended, the virus spread rapidly through the bloodstream, searing the arteries as it traveled, which to the test subjects, felt as though they were burning to death from the inside out. They’d convulse & writhe, in unimaginable agonizing pain as this happened, making the seconds feel like eternities. Upon exiting their bodies through the pores on their skins, the viruses would rupture the pores, emitting blackened pus, like little volcanoes, as the thousands of individually necrotic eruptions created a hell that no man would wish upon his worst enemy. It would take 1-2 minutes for the subjects to go through the viral mechanism, which felt like series of tortuous lifetimes in their minds, as each pore burned & corroded, allowing the various test viruses to escape into the open air, & once the subjects were dead, the entire room was incinerated with a special gelatinous gas, insuring that the viruses could not escape the testing room, while also “sanitizing” the room before the next test subject was brought in.
These test trials went on for a few months , & then one day, Mr. Wang showed up in Dr. Shuyi’s laboratory. He asked Dr. Shuyi how the tests were going, & Dr. Shuyi, with a nervousness in his voice, told Mr. Wang that the virus was successful, but he was having difficulty keeping the virus alive upon exiting the bodies of the subjects. At best, the virus would only survive for a few seconds, before it too, would be as dead as the host body it had been birthed from. Mr. Wang then told, or rather, he demanded, that Dr. Shuyi complete the project within the next month, or one of his sons would “disappear,” & then the following month, his other son, would also, “disappear.’ Dr. Shuyi knew that there were no more options, & there was little time left, so he had to finish the project successfully, soon. He had no choice, but to increase the number of test subjects, as well as utilize more rooms to test the potential viruses in. He asked Mr. Wang to accommodate these requests, & with a nod, Mr. Wang left the room. Dr. Shuyi spent the rest of the day writing down various chemical formulas, & thinking of his family, as well as his role in this agenda, so to speak, but he knew that the clock was ticking, so he quickly unthought those thoughts to solely focus on what he had been told to do by the mysterious Mr. Wang. He did not go home that night, passing out with his head on his notebook. He had a dream, an exceptionally vivid dream, & in this dream, an answer came to him, in the form of a formulaic compound, one he had overlooked prior. When he awoke, he was told that there were 2 new rooms for testing, so now three in total, & that there were countless new subjects ready, ready to take their “medicine.” He looked down at his notebook, & recalling the dream, he began to feverishly write. As if by some divine force, as he gazed upon the notes he’d just written, & there it was, a new formula, THE new formula, but was it the right formula? He looked at the time, & the clock read, “9:25,” & so he wrote the time above this new formula he had written down…Serum-925.
Dr. Shuyi immediately began the tests, infecting 6 “patients” with control viruses, & then 3 more of them with Serum-925. The test subjects were then placed in the observation rooms, 3 to a room, as the incubation period began, & all Dr. Shuyi could do was wait. A week went by, & the subjects showed no signs of the infection, as they read books, & watched the State-sponsored programs being broadcast to little TVs in the corners of the rooms between the ceiling & the wall, thinking they’d been given “medicine,” a medicine that would miraculously give them a new life, one where they would be assets to the State, rather than another mouth to feed. Watching this all day & night was causing Dr. Shuyi to become very anxious…so anxious in fact, that he could nary sleep a wink. This first week seemed infinite, & with no symptoms showing themselves, Dr. Shuyi again began to worry about his family, & what would happen to them if Serum-925 didn’t work as directed, but as always, he quickly shrugged those thoughts away, because he knew he needed to focus on a positive result, & nothing else. As mentioned earlier, however, the incubation period ran from one to two weeks, so there was still time, still one week to go. Dr. Shuyi had come so far, & the formulaic equations he had written down came together perfectly, like a completed jigsaw puzzle, yet still, no symptoms, no changes, nothing. He occasionally listened to the random conversations that the test subjects were having amongst themselves. They often talked about the new lives they’d lead once “cured,” & their devotion to the State for “fixing” their failed & wretched lives. “Mice,” the good doctor said to himself, “they are only mice, here to be tested & disposed of as mice are,” trying to convince himself that they were not men, but mice. Deep down, he knew he was lying to himself, along with reflecting on his own inhumanity, as he viewed the final days of these mens’ lives, & thought of his own inhumane disposition at what he was doing…what kind of doctor could go along with such a thing? As always though, he pushed these self-realizations aside, burying them, never to be resurrected, for he was soon to be a deliverer, a great conservator for the State, or dead, along with his family, who he so desperately loved.
The second week began & day one of week two was dreadful for Dr. Shuyi; the “patients” were still the same, content & healthy, no changes. Onto day two, still nothing, day three went by, & STILL, no symptoms. A small television was inside Dr. Shuyi’s laboratory, always broadcasting state-sponsored news media, the same as what the test subjects were watching, mainly about the power of the CCP, the usual stereotypical communist propaganda, along with occasional scripted “news” stories, that more-often-than-not, glorified the State in one way or another. However, something came on that caught Dr. Shuyi’s attention. A series of wildfires had erupted all across Canada, & not just a few, there were THOUSANDS of them, stretching across the entire country, from British Columbia to Quebec. There were so many fires in fact, that the whole of the country appeared to be on fire, & Dr. Shuyi quickly realized, that the plan to spread the virus across North America, had begun. The clock was ticking, & ticking fast, as though time itself was speeding up, & Dr. Shuyi knew that his time was running out.
Day four came, & Dr. Shuyi, eyes wide from insomnia, could barely write anymore, as his hands were shaking from tremors, due to the lack of sleep. His mind was a jumbled mess, a mix of anxiety, anger, depression, but most of all, fear, for he was afraid that if he failed, he would never see his family alive again. Why wasn’t the virus working as intended? He had gone over the formulas he had written down, over & over & over again, & he just couldn’t rationalize what was going wrong. He pounded his fists on the table, & the force of the thud, turned over his stained & near-empty coffee cup on the desk, spilling what was left of the cold coffee, which formed a small puddle at the edge of his desk, & began to drip onto the floor. Dr. Shuyi watched it drip for a moment, staring, as he once again, thought about his family. He then snapped out of his gaze, & walked over to grab some paper towels to clean up the mess. Just then, a sound went off from the loudspeaker, & the voice on the other side, notified Dr. Shuyi that the process was beginning, & that the test subjects were starting to convulse. Dr. Shuyi stopped what he was doing, leaving the paper towel he was grabbing half-torn, as well as the spilled coffee, & rushed to the observation room to watch what was happening. He felt a rush of excitement overcome him, utterly disregarding the fact that more human test subjects were about to experience a most-violent death, as he could only feel happy that his family might be saved, should the virus survive.
The exhaustion from all the sleeplessness, along with the symptoms of insomnia, subsided, as Dr. Shuyi hurriedly ran to the observation area, which was a room, with a series of chairs, & a 2-way mirror for the viewers to view the test subjects, as they died in agony from the various compounds they had been exposed to. The fact that these human test subjects were dying a horrible death mattered not, nor did the potential for billions to die in the same manner, as Dr. Shuyi could only think of his family, & that his success ensured their survival, as well as his own. Strange the way the mind works, isn’t it? How could one be “happy,” when billions of lives were at stake? Still, as always, these kinds of thoughts escaped Dr. Shuyi, as he eagerly watched the test subjects writhing on the floor, screaming in terror, as the post-incubated virus began painfully working its way through the blood of these “patients,” seeking to escape from these human test subjects’ convulsing bodies, through each & every pore on their skin. The shock of it all, to any “normal” person, would be unbearable to watch, particularly to a doctor, yet Dr. Shuyi gleefully continued to observe, as the subjects’ pores began to erupt the virus, those tiny little volcanoes, spewing out the blackened pus, as the subjects gasped one final time before their hearts stopped . Fortunately, the room was soundproof, & Dr. Shuyi could not hear their screams, or the last gasping. If he had, perhaps he might’ve had a moment of clarity, a revelation, that what he was doing was not only wrong, it was pure evil, but all he heard was the surreal sound of silent shrieking. It took roughly 90 seconds for the subjects to stop moving, & now was the moment of truth for Dr. Shuyi, for if the virus had died along with the test subjects, he & his family would be dead as well, but if the virus had survived, Dr. Shuyi would become legendary, a permanent hero, for the only God he knew, the CCP.
The time had come, & some men in biohazard suits with various instruments, began entering the room via a decontamination walkway of sorts. First, they needed to flip the bodies of the test subjects over, as they had all perished face down. They needed to get to the vital organs, as well as take blood samples, tissue samples, etc. The subjects had left a mess on the floor, which was now stained with the blackened pus, one of them leaving a haunting handprint, which Dr. Shuyi noticed from the observation room, & for a fleeting moment, some minuscule sense of humanity overcame him, as he thought about his own son, the youngest one, making handprint art for him only a few months prior. The shouts from the testers in the biohazard suits quickly flushed those thoughts away, however, as Dr. Shuyi had finally gotten the news he had been so anxiously awaiting to hear. The virus was alive, virulently alive, aggressively healthy, yearning to survive & thrive within another victim. Dr. Shuyi was instantly ecstatic, consumed with joy, the joy of all that was to come for him, & his family, with zero inclinations as to what this meant for the human race. A few more tests would be needed, for sure, but Dr. Shuyi knew that Mr. Wang would be quite pleased that Dr. Shuyi had been successful in the task he was given. He would be honored, taking his place among the historic halls of distinguished heroes, a savior of the Chinese Communist Party, for the rest of time, & his family would be at his side, glorified eternally as well by the Chinese people, HIS people.
The fires in Canada continued to rage, most of them uncontrollably now, & the smoke was covering cities in the United States from Bismarck to Manhattan, riding the current of the jet stream. Only the Western part of the United States was spared the smoke from these wildfires, thanks to the wind shear courtesy of the Rocky Mountains, sloping the western half of the country from New Mexico to Montana. News reports in the United States had begin to warn residents of the air quality, & blamed the wildfires on “lightning strikes,” but none of them had a clue as to what really created this country-wide inferno engulfing much of Canada, as well as what was really about to come from these intentionally set fires. Setting the fires was easy, but getting Serum-925 virus into these fires, would be another feat in itself. Meanwhile, Dr. Shuyi had been reunited with his family, who he held close for several minutes, so long that his wife showed a glint of concern as to why Dr. Shuyi, a normally expressionless man, suddenly seemed so cheerfully happy to see them all, as if he hadn’t seen them in a very long time. She had no idea of what he had done, or how close she & her children had been to being “disappeared,” via the orders of Mr. Wang. Dr. Shuyi had always been a loving father, but when the tears of joy fell at the sight of seeing them alive, his wife knew that something was different, but as was common with Chinese wives, she asked no questions & showed no concern, simply assuming that Dr. Shuyi had done something great for not only his family, but for the country. Unconditional love & total devotion to the State was primary in China, above all else, & as the adoration from CCP members began to befall Dr. Shuyi & his family, Dr. Shuyi’s wife got caught up in the moment, & quickly forgot about the tears that her husband had shed upon reuniting with his family.
Across the ocean in the United States, breaking news reports began to be broadcast, reports of unidentified balloons flying high above the western parts of North America, first from Alaska, & then from northwest British Columbia, & then down to Montana. The objects were still unidentified, only that they looked to be “balloons” of some kind, & that there were several, slowly moving east, as they drifted into the interior of Canada, & then down into the Continental United States, following the jet stream. What the news reports did not report, however, was that these were the dispensing mechanisms for the Serum-925 virus, & that the balloons were moving into position, to do just that, dispense this deadly virus. A series of canister’s on the underside of the balloons, which had now been successfully guided by GPS via radio frequencies into strategically proper positions, began releasing the Serum-925 virus into the atmosphere above the wildfires. The virus fell into the clouds of smoldering smoke from the raging flames below, which was heavier than the air, & as the smoke lost altitude, it descended with the ash, now contaminated with the very-much-alive Serum-925 virus, & began to cover American & Canadian cities.
Quickly, the pathogen, created in a lab by the great guardian of the CCP, Dr. Shuyi, began to infect the human populations below, unknowingly, as the “vaccinated” people below breathed in what they thought to be smoky air, but only the air of wildfires, as was common at this time of the year when wildfires annually occurred. Surprisingly, few wore masks, which was a stark contrast to the mass psychosis displayed by mask-wearers during the Covid epidemic. This went on for a week, then week two began, as Americans rallied to celebrate the 4th of July, ironically a celebration of freedom & independence. What the North American public did not know, was that the Serum-925 virus had been inhaled now, by millions of them, millions who were so desperate to get the jab during Covid, as well as many of them getting “boosted,” preparing them for the real Chinese-created pandemic, which would undoubtedly, kill them all once the incubation of the virus came to fruition, for lack of a better term. The Serum-925 virus entered their bodies, through the mouth & nose, down into the lungs, to incubate, before it awakened, so to speak, & began to violently erupt, from each & every pore on their skin, like the little volcanos that Dr. Shuyi witnessed from the observation room, expelling the black pus magma, leaving the gruesome handprint on the floor, from the last “patient” he would ever treat. So began the end, the end of us, the end of these United States of America.
“For all of you, & for none of you at all.” by Fish F. Fish🎏
In this centralized modern era, where cancel culture & AI algorithms have combined to censor anyone deemed to be a virtual thought-criminal, it is exceptionally difficult to use social media effectively, as well as find a job, once the Orwellian thought police have you in the their proverbial pocket. Many job-seekers go to Indeed to search for employment, with zero inclination that even job-hunting sites such as Indeed, utilize bias to quietly discriminate against those who do not bend the knee. Yours truly discovered this, mere hours ago, & so, being one who does NOT bend the knee, & is hellbent on exposing TRUTH, decided to write about it, so that all of you know what I know, especially if you are also looking for a new job via Indeed. Would you like to know how Indeed discriminates? Great question, thanks for playing.
Of course you’d like to know, & thus, I’ll tell you. I wish I could’ve screen-grabbed the evidence, but I did not, so you’ll just have to try this out on your own, so you can see with your own eyes, rather than read my illustration of said discrimination. This is the best I can do however, dear readers, & since it’s not very complicated to explain, this shouldn’t take long on my end. As you search for jobs, you may notice that right AFTER you submit your application, a “survey” pops up from Indeed, not the employer. It seems random, yes, & unimportant, but I can assure you, it most certainly IS important, so important in fact, that I am considering contacting an attorney about the matter. If you’ve clicked on a few jobs, you may notice that PRIOR to the final submission of your application, the respective company will ask your race, sex, disability status, & veteran status…the infamous EOE questions, which are usually optional. If you happen to be a white male, as yours truly is, & you answer accordingly, you might think nothing of it, since they specifically state that “your answers will not be seen by the employer.”
True, the hiring company will not see, but the Indeed AI sees, for the AI sees all at this point, & the Indeed AI keeps your answers, & uses them to show which jobs you can, & cannot see. If you answer white male, non-disabled, & not a veteran consistently, you will get fewer jobs, SIGNIFICANTLY fewer jobs, that will pop up on your job search. Now, back to that after-submission Indeed survey. Besides the EOE “optional” questions added by the potential employers, which as I said, they do not see, but the AI sees, if you answer that survey, honestly, you will never see jobs from companies that might hire you, limiting the options you have to gain successful employment in a field that you might be highly-skilled at. For months, & months, & months, I kept seeing the same jobs, over & over, in addition to seeing limited numbers of possible jobs that might pique my interest. Finally, however, earlier today, I decided to click the AFTER-submittal Indeed survey that pops up. When I did, it asked those same EOE questions, as well as my pronouns, sexual orientation, & a few others that revealed my personal information, greater to an extent than those random EOE questions from the employer posts that come up in the searches. What did I do once I clicked the Indeed survey?
Again, another great question, you’re great at this. I clicked the Indeed survey, & answered that I was a non-binary, Native American, pronouns they/them, gender-fluid, homosexual, & I few more that I cannot exactly recall, but you get the point, yes? I went as “woke” as I could go, & clicked “Submit,” & what do you think might’ve happened once I did that? Upon doing a new job search, with the same exact queries I used before, I got not only more jobs, not only hundreds of more jobs, but thousands, yes THOUSANDS more jobs that were previously hidden from me popped up. The Indeed AI had been using the employer-posted EOE questions to determine I was a straight white non-disabled male with he/him pronouns to severely limit my search results, but when I answered their little survey, with the answers I illustrated above, suddenly THOUSANDS more jobs popped up. I am 1000% confident that this is a new method of discrimination, not only against white men, but straight white men, since one of the questions asked me directly about my sexual orientation.
It’s a fuck-up world we live in, isn’t it? As I mentioned earlier, I think I am going to have to contact a civil rights attorney, & mention this, because there could be cause for a lawsuit, a YUGE discrimination lawsuit, against Indeed, for trying to covertly do this to straight white people, particularly men, in order to keep diversity & inclusion strong in the workforce. It starts before you even get a chance to submit your resume, how fucked up is that? I’ll tell you how fucked up it is; I’ve spent months, MONTHS, job-hunting, search after search, submission after submission, to the point of extreme depression at the continuous rejection letters, as well as the same limited results popping up, day after day after day. This will not stand, & yours truly will not abide the mental damage this job searching has done to my life, especially in this horrific economy, as well as every other white person who this happened to. Nonetheless, I have now detailed what happened to me, & how I discovered this, so in the not-so-distant future, expect an update as to what the lawyer I contact will say in regards to this most-distressing issue. There has to be a point where enough is enough is enough, & that time has come. So sayeth FisH™…🎏
No colors in the cybernated standish today, just black & white…as the paint fades…(enter the piano)…leaving only ebony, & ivory, “in perfect harmony,” as Paul & Mike might say, now fade fade fade out the colorama…
To read this bullshit article via Yahoo News, click HERE
Despite my previous post, which CLEARLY exposed the pre-production of this Titanic sub event that was broadcast, cast broadly, like a spell, most of you STILL believe that fakery really happened, don’t you?…& with the mainstream news juggernaut STILL programming you all to believe that scripted events such as these are real, one could see why, right? Oh, it all looks so real, so really real though, right? Quite convincing, yes, as convincing as the magic of Hollywood, isn’t it?
Yours truly has fought like a hungry rabid lion trying to wake you people up to the Titanical depths of the fake news mainstream media Operation Mockingbird control machine(pun intended). Yes, that’s right, this narrator has fought, & fought, & fought, wielding my pen until the ink ran dry, attempting to awaken you all to the Great Deception of this pseudo-reality, & what do you most of you do?..you do nothing, other than accept it, & continue to comply. What else is there to say? Does it even matter? Nope, it doesn’t mean a thing, not a God-damned thing. Degenerate faggots are waving their shit-covered sodomite cocks in the faces of children, OF CHILDREN, at their sin-fest pride parades, & no one does a thing about it. Oh sure, there’s a fringe group of us that put out the messages, trying to raise awareness, denouncing what should be be denounced by all, but the sad truth is, that most of you do nothing. You don’t don’t seem to see/hear anything, other than what keeps you in a state of perpetual bliss. You just turn on your televisions, stay in your houses, consume consume consume, & then call that “life,” but people like yours truly are deemed the crazy ones, the ones who are out of line, we thought-criminals. When the bell finally tolls, & they come to wipe most of you out, rather than me getting the final “I told you so,” I’d rather trade it all just so that you people would wake the fuck up. You won’t though, the so-called “ruling elites” will fulfill their agenda, & everything you’ve all slaved so hard for, will be wiped away from their future history, like you never even existed.
I’ll be wiped away as well, of course, probably long before the end comes, because statistically, I should already be dead, like most of my friends. Just a matter of time, of borrowed time, before the final breath finally exhales, tainted with the sweet stench of my last smoke. I’ll leave a bill, a bill for a funeral & an urn, because a coffin is a waste of money. If you’re dead, who cares anyway? Throw me to a den full of necrophiliacs, or a pack of wolves, or into the ocean, chummed red with the blood of fresh fish, as frenzied sharks circle around & rip this lifeless body to pieces. Once you’re gone, you’re gone, & as it is in dreams, you have no recollection of even existing in this God-forsaken prison planet matrix, but my verbal epitaph, my final self-eulogy from yours truly to all of you is simply this: DO NOT GO INTO THE LIGHT. If any/all/none of you can somehow retain that little quip when it’s your respective turns, carry it with you, & abide it, because if you ignore what I say, & foolishly let yourself go into that bath-warm bliss, you will get recycled, & end up right back here in this 3d soul-trap, only to once again feed the beast via a tortured life of enslavement, which ultimately falls upon YOU, not the aforementioned Beast, the Great Recycler. Willfully going into the light, puts it all on YOU, & that’s the trap, that’s the trick from the Great Trickster, because by going into said light, by thine own accord, the Beast bears no guilt, & thus, bypasses God, & keeps the Great Mouse Trap full of souls, who do it again, & again, & again, until the end of time.
Or…maybe yours truly is absolutely insane, these thoughts are utterly delusional, & there’s no hope left for these fiery flying fingers. Either way, who cares? Your narrator here is only one, ONE soul, out of billions & billions of souls, all trapped, one way or another, within this inner/outer-dimensional 3d hell, way way wayyyyy down from whence we once were, leveled up in 5d, & maybe beyond that too. The 5th dimension is only the next bus stop, spatially, & then the 8th, then the 13th, possibly the 21st dimension, but beyond that is a kind of chaos that even a 13th-dimensional entity might now comprehend. This 3d human experience is as low as consciousness can possibly go, & if we were anything lower, we’d be the equivalent of a perfectly flat rock, with no volume, just flatness in flat world with no space to conceive of anything, anything at all. I bet none of you thought this article would take a sharp turn off the proverbial exit ramp into this town, did you? It’s as yours truly always says, we only turn the dial, left, right, a little more left, now back to the right again, until the static becomes the sacred geometry of a frequency that can be hooked, then bled it out, gutted, decapitated, filleted, & served up raw for all of you, & for none of you at all. “Just the way it is,” right?, as my favorite un-favorite saying goes. Maybe someone will write that pukeworthy defeatist expression on my tombstone, or the first nuclear bomb that drops when the depopulation agenda goes hot, & BOOM BOOM BOOM, the mushroom cloud spreads, radiating & eradicating everything with Chernobylian glory. Or maybe it was written on the needles they jabbed billions of you with already, as the nano-particles continue to self-replicate in your bodies, just waiting for the siren to sound so they can activate & complete their intended mission…then POOF…lights out, the door closes, & locks itself with one last slam as the walking dead rise.
Oh my, oh my, the time does fly, as do these salty stinking-sardined scissorhands, that slice this digital notebook into another saucy sautéed sashimi dish for you all to eat, or send back to the chef, so he can spit in it, & pretend he prepared it just as you asked it, only to be served right back to you, same as it was served before, as sacrosanct as a slow suicide. The restaurant is now closed, so pay your bill & get the fuck out. Until next time dear readers, never go to a restaurant right before they close, unless you want to eat a dish, garnished with spit. So sayeth FisH™…🎏
For all of you, & for none of you at all…🎏
“Be wary of closing time, before you order your food.” Fish F 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™…🎏
“News,” as in “what’s new,” & what’s new, that’s going on locally, nationally, and/or globally, as a compendium, we call “the news.” We all like keeping up with current events, we want to know the story, the REAL story, & that’s the role of said news, to report on real stories, to report on real events, when they happen, as they happened, as factually as possible. Well, as anyone with, at the very least, a proverbial hamster in their head running on an equally proverbial wheel knows, the news, has been a continuous agglomeration of all of the chaos going on around the planet, most often reported (if you can call reading a teleprompter “reporting”) in some kind of quasi-hyperbolic manner, in order to keep people watching their UN-respectable respective news channels. It’s few & far between when there’s ever any GOOD news they report on though, is there?…so it equates to as I said, an exaggeratedly jumbled mess of all that’s chaotic, all that’s negative, all that’s shocking, because that’s what gets peoples’ attention these days, isn’t it? “Shock & awe,” sells; that’s the bottom line. The worse it is, the better it is for ratings, & so that’s what gets publicized, whether it’s publicized visually or via the written word. Now, let’s pursue some so-called news & see what’s going on then, shall we? We’ll spin the figurative globe & start wherever our finger lands, musing the latest articles, and/or whatever’s “breaking,” & work our way through it. Of course, I’m not going to be including fake news mainstream media propaganda outlets like CNN, MSNBC, CBS, ABC, PBS, but wait, hang on a second…are they any real news outlets left?
Sure there are, only you won’t find them being broadcast via the televised programming that most people are brainwashed with, oh no no no, since the legit news networks would offer truth, & Clownworld doesn’t abide truth, & thus, is verboten, hence why you have to know where to find it. Here, we ONLY search for the real news, like hunting for diamonds on a beach. That’s right, & you all should know this by now, that yours truly ONLY researches REAL news, REAL events, the delivers it to all of YOU. because that aforementioned programming, is what has not only ruined the minds of many people, it has knowingly programmed them with an entirely false sense of what the REAL reality even is. It’s right there in the words…”broadcast programming,” so if one wants to find real news, they have to utilize sites like The Gateway Pundit & Breitbart, for example. These two sites compile the ACTUAL news of the day, without spin, without subjectivity, & without writers and reporters who work for the CIA, spewing out whatever wag-the-dogish garbage they are told to, as well paid to, barf out all over the daily turning of the zeitgeist windmill. Obviously, I could go right to either of those two sites I just spoke of, as those who seek real news do, but today, I am focusing on an up & coming news organization that may rival the two sites I just mentioned, albeit a friendly rivalry, for when it comes to the truth, one not cares how it’s delivered, only that it IS, in fact, delivered, in real-time, on-time. “What news site could FisH™ be referring to?,” you might be wondering. Great question, thanks for asking.
This site, which yours truly just recently discovered himself, & added to the title above, as well as bookmarked for himself, is SAN, the Straight Arrow News Network. What shoots things straighter than an arrow?…& on top of having a clever monicker, they have a team of dedicated contributors who filter out the truth from the lies, & give people the FACTS, not the fiction, offering a genuine perspective as opposed to the false conclusions drawn from that scripted-narrative nonsense being broadcast through your televisions. Their site is as professional as it gets, & I HIGHLY recommend that you download the app to your digital devices, turn on the notifications, & with that being said, let’s dive right in to today’s latest articles posted on SAN, & see what’s going on in a world, where the tide seems to FINALLY be turning from fantasy to reality. Many people are becoming increasingly turned-off by those erroneous scripted narratives, & just want to know what the hell is really going on. You can only lie to the public for so long, before the fickle nature of the mob grows cold at the thought of biased reporting being peddled by agenda-pushing peddlers who want nothing more than to get clicks, get paid, & propagate fear & anxiety, rather than simply telling the damn truth. Has it really become so outlandish, so offensive, telling the truth? It sure as, to the point of exiling those of us who DO the tell the truth, particularly yours truly, who has spent the last 6-7 years in the digital gulag for doing just that, exposing the truth, & writing about it here on this site.
SAN, Straight Arrow News…now that could catch on quickly, could it not? Giving it to you STRAIGHT, no bullshit, no fodder, just the honest-to-God truth as to what happens, when it happens, why it happens, & how it may or may not affect you directly…yes YOU, US, WE The People, the people who want to know the truth, & nothing but the truth. Okay, now let’s get into it. Dit-dit-dit-dit…dit-dit-dit-dit…first off, looks like Hunter Biden, the crack-smoking, prostitute-soliciting, degenerate son of the pseudo-POTUS Potato Joe Biden, that illegally “won” the 2020 election, via ballot harvesting, rigged voting machines, & corrupt vote-counters, has evidentially been caught yet again in even MORE nefarious activities, as if that’s shocking to anyone at this point. That’s correct, as it seems that newly released WhatsApp messages have been uncovered, detailing an exchange between Hunter Biden, & an employee from a Chinese energy company, orchestrating a $10 million deal for “favors,” & you can read all about it on SAN, by clicking HERE. FisH™ absolutely detests plagiarism or any theft of one’s intellectual property, & thus, attributes all credit to the details of the stories I will list, to the writers who actually wrote them, which I why I will simply do a quick paraphrasing of the published headline, provide the link to the story, then move on.
Up next…hang on, hang on a second, you know what, dear readers? If I continue to do this, this article will stretch the length of 197 combined attention spans, so what I think the best thing for YOU to do is, dear readers, is to go to SAN yourselves, the Straight Arrow News site, & do your own reading, for YOU, not for me. I can only illustrate their professionalism so well, & without YOU seeing it for yourself, what are we really accomplishing here? Nothing, so yes, just go tot he site, & read for yourselves. I am just happy I discovered this nascent site, so I want you to be happy discovering it as well for yourselves. SAN needs our support, the support of the American population, because with the collectively continued support of we who are sick & God-damned tired of being lied to on a seemingly never-ending basis by Operation Mockingbird mainstream media outlets like CNN, the Straight Arrow News Network will quickly grow, & become as big as the sites we are are already familiar with, sites like The Gateway Pundit & Breitbart. I am simply here to help, & to contribute whenever I can to promoting any/all news outlets that expose the REAL reality of what’s going on in this topsy-turvy world we are all stuck in together. The people want TRUTH…period. If they wanted fantasy, they’d watch Netflix all day, & before I digress into a diatribe about how too many people DO watch too much Netflix all day, I am going to wrap this article up. I just wanted to bring attention to SAN, The Straight Arrow News, so that hopefully, the few readers that still can see me, despite the AI-driven relentless shadowbanning of my site here, have another option as to where to go to find TRUTH, in a world that sadly still revolves around the lies & deception being broadcast by alphabet-agency-controlled propaganda broadcasters, like those that come free with your monthly cable bill.
Unfortunately, these days one has to look beyond the reach of their remote control to find out what the real news is all about, & if you can click a mouse, you can click on SAN, The Straight Arrow News website, see for yourselves, & then go a step further by bookmarking it, whether on your phones, your tablets, and/or your computers, adding it to your reading lists on those devices as well, & lastly, setting notifications to “ON,” so that YOU, are informed when real news breaks, & can rely on SAN to cover whatever those future breaking news events might be. Trust the reporters, writers, editors, & publishers at SAN to bring you the FACTS, & avoiding the fictions, so that YOU know what’s going on as soon as it happens, keeping you one step ahead of the fake news, & two steps ahead of the globalists who fund those Operation Mockingbird, scripted-narrative-driven propagandists, who only use their platforms to control the people, not to inform them. Until next time dear readers, listen to FisH™, who has never lied to you, or steered you wrong, especially as far as the truth goes, & download SAN, The Straight Arrow News app, to your respective devices now. If you want truth, you can always find it here, & wherever I direct you, is where to find where yours truly find the truths, the truths that I report to you. Again, that’s SAN, The Straight Arrow News. Click on it now, for YOU, not for me, for your sake, not for mine. So sayeth FisH™…🎏
For all of you, & for none of you at all…🎏
“ONLY facts matter, not fiction, as it relates to the daily news.” Fish F Fish🎏
Are “choices” real? Plays into my previous article discussing free will and soul contracts; I don’t think soul contracts are real, & free will, that’s anyone’s guess. I’ve done a million things against my “free will,” so I’ll stay right atop the fence on that one. Not to mention, I have very vivid dreams, particularly lately, where I have literally ZERO connection to this life here in 3d Clownworld. ZERO, as if I’m existing in totally different worlds, with a different head. What can it mean? Why is it that I’m always waking up back here though, with little to memory of existing in the other place, why? Damnit, I feel like I know, deep down in a vault I no longer have access to, vibrating way down here in 3d. Nonetheless, I know, & I know I know, but as I said, the proverbial key has been lost to open those doors. Why? Who did this to me, to us, to humanity? What do these so-called “ruling elites” know that most of us do not know? Fuck that, I want answers, & I want them NOW. Severe head injuries, as well as drugs & vaccines, have kept the hamster running on the wheel upstairs, but that’s about it, so I can only speculate as to how many other people have functioned and/or are functioning in a seemingly permanent alpha state. Like I’ve been on auto-pilot, for so fucking long. The fog suddenly lifted fairly recently though, & the floodgates unleashed a torrentuous maelstrom of brain activity, including these dreams I’ve been having. What can it mean, what can it mean, what can it all mean?
Back to the topic…”choices,” are we really choosing anything? If time travel is real, then all of this is always happening & thus, has already happened, implying we’re just playing out an endlessly unchanging consciousness. I think about these things all the time, & again, I KNOW THE ANSWERS, but they’ve been buried so deep, for so long, & without a map to find them, how would one know where to even look, ya know? I still haven’t found the map, but I do believe I synchronously found the first treasure chest, filled with jewels of information, & golden truth, as to what is really going on here in this 3d Earth plane. I’m sure I don’t need to illustrate the notion that something is off here, WAYYYYY off, do I? Does all of this seem “right” to you? No, I already know it doesn’t; it is wise to trust that gut feeling that this world is…artificial, if you will. That’s because it IS, because if it’s all built on a foundation of deceptive lies, then there’s nothing real about anything, ANYTHING. It’s ALL a lie, & I am sick & damn tired of being lied to. I want to know the truth, THE REAL TRUTH, & I want to know now. Fuck you compliant alphabet agencies keeping the Great Secrets, fuck you supposed “ruling elites” for hiding the Real Truth, fuck all of you. All for your own nefarious purposes, living like royalty, & while the rest of us sink deeper into the stinking shit of poverty by the day, you fuckers get more powerful by the minute. The divide is growing exponentially. What is this power accumulation for? WHY ARE THEY DOING THIS??? I want to know, because we not “living,” per se in this life; it’s just a slow death, a slow suicide really, if you’re killing yourself every day just to survive. That is how they justify what they do, they trick you into blaming yourself, & if you believe that, you give them dominion over you, & your immortal soul.
Ugh, it’s so dreary outside today. Like 55, overcast, raining, haven’t even seen the sun for a few days, nor felt it’s divine warmth. Lots of time to think my thoughts, or channel them, no one really knows where thoughts come from, or do they? YES, of course we know, only we don’t know that we know anymore, because they’ve poisoned everything to keep us docile, docile & complacent, complying with whatever whims your masters might be whimming. Masters, & slaves, trapped on a prison planet. Most people are slaves obviously, slaves to money, while the masters vie for power. WHY ARE THEY SO POWER MAD??? GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…FUCK FUCKING FUCK, WHAT IS IT THEY KNOW THAT THEY KEEP HIDDEN??? It’s maddening, clearly, so I’m gonna wrap this up for now. It’s too gloomy to be maddened by the revelations & self-realizations arising in the bungled brain of yours truly. Until next time dear readers, do you like being enslaved? Why don’t you want to be free, free from chains that have your own initials on them, why? Maybe there’s no way out, but I’m still going to find a way, even if I have to come through the fucking walls, I WILL find the truth someday. This I choose, for you, not for me. So sayeth FisH™…🎣
For all of you, & for none of you at all… 🎣
“Even if I have to smash through the walls of this prison planet, I will find freedom via truth someday.” Fish F Fish🎣
EaT~aLL~YouR~FisH™ 