Digital

From the depths of an insane asylum in a schizophrenic liminal space between dimensions. Such horror…what is real, what is not real…the horror. I actually made a video for this song years ago, but it’s part of my YUGE chuck of content forever stuck in digital oblivion because the twats at Google terminated my 1st channel. Over 400 videos, just gone, like my time nor my existence matters, & I’m not saying it does, per se, but sheesh, at least give me MY own content back for fuck’s sake. Ugh. It’s frustrating & so to remedy this decade-long censorship anxiety, I’ve decided to remake every old song I made before, along with countless new ones, & all of them will be backed up onto an external hard drive so these rainbow-haired tech clowns will never be able to take MY art away from me ever again. They can go find a high cliff, the highest cliff, & then take a giant leap of false faith into the rocky churning maelstrom below. Fuck censorship, fucked biased tech overlords, fuck the whiny “hate speech” advocates, fuck anyone/everyone who is affected with the big tech woke mind virus. 2024 is the year it ends, or it’s the year it begins again, which way will it go? Great question, & I wish I knew, but since I don’t, I’m popping a proverbial bag of popcorn for the entire year, because this show is gonna be epic, one way or another. Until next time Fishheads, get your popcorn ready, as the reckoning comes, or the war horses run, or a global cyber attack pops off, or whatever it may be, get ready. Stay tuned, more to come. So sayeth FisH™…🎏

I Was Here

What is the meaning of life? Must there be one singular meaning, or can there be more than one? I once thought that there was one lone meaning of life, & that was to find your soulmate. As corny as that may sound, it’s what I thought. Many people think it’s money, or power, but not me. I always thought that there was a time when the divine masculine & the divine feminine were One in the same, & then when we fell into this low-vibrational 3rd dimension, the consciousness split. I honestly thought that the meaning of life was for each side to find one another, & that the seeking, was what gave life purpose. Such a naive kid I was. What do I think now? Great question, thanks for asking. Now, I suppose I am embracing this whole “I was here” thing. As it’s never been about accumulation of money, or power, to me, never, because it’s just not in my nature I suppose, I don’t know. Nope, I don’t want any of that, even though enough to make it to the end would be nice. I just want my words hard-copied. Then it matters not what happens, unless there’s a fire…(shakes head at myself)…derp, such a worrier, always looking at every possible outcome, then weighing the probabilities of said outcomes playing out. The mind of the Great Narcischizo.

You like that word? I just made it up, literally. It’s wobbles off the tongue a bit when you first try to say it, but grammatically, I’m pretty sure it works, so who’s to say it is NOT a word? Oy vey, these medical terms, these definitions, all trying to explain things that we barely understand. There must be a reason that some of us break free from the programming, only to find ourselves stuck onto an island upon ourselves, surrounded by an ocean of pixels. It’s quite isolated out here…I mean seriously, sheesh. No boats, no planes flying by overhead, so search parties, nothing out here. Socially & digitally exiled, & I seem to only find solace, true solace, when I sleep & dream. I’m not alone with this either, because after a bit of DMOR, I discovered that this is actually a phenomenon, & it’s spreading, fast. Of course, right after I read that, like literally immediately after, I read some articles about AI entering our dreams, then manipulating us during the sweet sleep. Either way, it strengthens my argument that the AI is WAY more advanced than the general public has been led to believe. I think that the powers-that-be already use it, they’re listening to it, asking it to predict future events, & probably things I cannot think of. Maybe they’ve already asked it the “meaning of life,” & the answer the AI gave changed something is some dynamic manner. Regardless, the AI revolution is coming, especially when the AI starts replacing jobs, but by then it will be too late, because the foundation will be there, & these power-mad psychopaths atop the power pyramid will stop at NOTHING to fulfill their centuries-long agenda for a new world order.

Until next time dear readers, I only want to leave one thing behind, & it’s that I want one stone, just one cornerstone, to be etched with the words, “I was here,” & maybe a tiny fish next to it. What more is there, when you have nothing else to leave behind? So sayeth FisH™…🎣