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The Cockney Translater!

Sunday, Sunday, ahhhh, nice coffee? Glass of wine? Is it over the yard arm? etc...


Sunday, so some hymn is in order, I know, just to show I got nuffin against Sunday sing songs...even if they're a bit early.

Paradise...ruined...lol.



Hello, Hello, Hello ...
Wats goin on ere den, sunny Jim.

Alright, everything where it should be?
Coffed this morning, got ya seasonal cough?
Funny that innit.

Where the fuck were we, oh yeah,


The sickness...


What sickness?
What ails ya?
How the fuck do I know?

Simple...

Independent thinking.....
That’s not thinking with the flow.....disconnecting the hundred monkeys...
That’s a good thing? , Depends on the common monkey goal.
An evolutionary meme.... A post-it note to a common reality.... a shared contemplation.

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Why would you want to learn to disassociate with the common collective....?
How could becoming aloof from your fellow man be good.....?
Hmm.... I saw that...... That fleeting thought you had just then....!

What was it ....that elf of a thought that scampered out of your view back into the periphery, the undergrowth...?

Setting yourself aside during a stressful situation has a damming effect on your willingness to participate in the local hysteria/euphoria/fear/sadness/ANGER.


Genetic memory, does it exist..?

An experiment was done to try to find out if so.... lower organisms were chosen to demonstrate clearly a pre-loaded knowledge.

A chicken hawk cardboard cut-out was suspended above a glass confinement...
In the area to one-side was an area covered, enough for shelter.
A solid roof over head.
Placed in the middle was a chicken egg very near hatching.
When the chick hatched, the cardboard cut-out of the predator was agitated.
Immediately this new un-programmed life ran for the cover...

Do you know how long that would take a programmer interested in AI to emulate.....? Pause to think about it....
First the blanket knowledge the reflex to breath to stand to look , to think , the operating system...then the urgency , the need , survival ...
Then of course , finally putting it all into action in a nano second.....What a piece of good fortune for us, it all just fell off the shelf for Colonel Sanders.

Yes the memory is there...

So as we are a "higher" organism (lol), it follows we have a much more in depth fuzzy logic link to our genetic past...
If so , during our firmware update , at various stages in our lives , what statute do you think is put on how far back we fall into the primordial soup , what is logically prudent in this update for your entrance to life...

Depends on the stimulation..... doesn't it.....?

The circumstances at conception? Where are those parameters... set?

But the load.... when does the load start...... during birth... as a unit of life there must be one part of the choosing which is your own, that pertains to the shape of you and the shape of world you fall into with a bump...BREATH!....

MOOD....

SURROUNDINGS...

Conscious movement..... reality.





Let’s be complete lunatics and jump forward, bump... as we land.

Where are we...?

We are in a chair, what’s in front of us ...?

A computer... what shall we do with it...?

Stimulate ourselves with it...

Communication is simple stimulation, general software update...

The computer is after all a jumped up telephone with definite audio visual capabilities...last time I looked , I only had ears Eyes and mouth.....I haven't found where to put my cock in yet (anyone have an update on that sideline lol)

So we can only hear, see and say...

The thing is, it’s like a teleportation device for the mind.

What does it do to the memory... How does it affect yaw running for cover...?

Have you a brain, if you have, you have come across the internet weirdo...
The ALWAYS socially inept type that won’t take "NO" for an answer and thinks it’s their job to tell you what you should think.
May take it a step further and threaten you via electronic means...
They are in epidemic proportions on our electronic threads...
We wanted, I wanted... to look at this...
So did others...

How would you do that?
What else could you accomplish along the way, make it pay, for energy spent.... make it profitable for the intellectually, for the audience, the end recipient...

So,
some are lost, some are not...

BUT ALL WERE DUPED!

Where are you?

So as we watch the "poorly" snatch and grab at it all, as they are taught by their electronic environment....
Their electronic best friend of all things...

WE WILL LEARN...

I have no interest in the individual drivings, rantings of any one mind’s eye...it’s all nonsense.
It’s the usual result, that’s the interesting thing.
In alchemy... any result is the one most desired.
It all adds.

The alternative media is a breeding ground for these soulless souls...
I initially thought it was just a watering hole...
No, it takes disaffected people and gives them the excuse to harbour hate and need to avenge, it gives them an assailant when they need a community...
Men on crates tell fuckin great big whoppers so everyone gasps there way...
To harness the energy as they would perceive it for the nourishment of their half soul.
That is why I came in to this lost place.
I had too.
If you want to find a thing, go look where the environment dictates its comfort.
Very basic, ask any hunter.
I brought witness, just as much for my own sanity, as well as Record...

The things I have seen these pseudo people do , well , even with my very chequered past , I have been astounded at the bigotry, the hate, the illogical process's , the downright absolutely twisted...

Some of them are reading now, (hello) I can see them nervously smiling at the things we have had the misfortune to witness.
It has been very difficult to stay objective, an ordeal.

I could exact a revenge that matters to them so much, I know this, because it’s the first place they go for the threat... exposure... What a cowardly disgusting weapon they weald...
They approach, stick their hand in ya trousers and feel you up...
When you repel their advances ...
The threat, „I’ll pull your pants down in public"

GO AHEAD!

You know I won’t do it to you, I’m fine.

YOU’RE SICK!

It could destroy you, if not prepared.
I have witnessed people near to suicide, IN THIS COMMUNiTY
"because they don't agree what colour the alien should be"

Or just won’t talk to someone anymore, because of what they are.
Revenge is for the ill mind, as violence is.
I could, far more effectively dissolve their only life, the internet existence they crave so easily, devastatingly.
Why the fuck would I want to do that? I have even let them do it to each other in the vain hope a switch might flick, nope, waste of time, that side hobby of trying to pull one soul out of this experiment, failed.



This mentality,

it is a hub, for phenomena, first seen.

It will kill us all.



A man can die because of a woman's perception of an insult.
The reaction is interrupted before consideration, by a reptile.
What would the chicken hawk see as that reptile mind arrives at their door?

(You silly boy, you let one past you because of your... ego.)

Do you need guns to resist?
Resistance is war.
Did Einstein say, what creates it, cannot solve it?
Where in chemistry can you add more water to dry it out?
So you hang on to your gun to protect yourself.
This nonsense.


If you truly wanted to protect yourself, make yourself significant, you will achieve this with higher thought process, a gun has not been invented that can kill that.
Stop adding water to the mixture, STAND STILL FIRST...

Disconnect from the hysteria...

See the fence.

If someone walked into a party with a group of friends and announced ,
I’m bigger , the best , the greatest , the longest , the best person I could be......
doesn't this infer, the audience are not.
You need to get hold of your dog, it’s in charge of the house, and you’re all scared of it.
Because it means letting go.

The chicken hawk was already there, they just made a cardboard one!

More to come....the nitty, in my gritty.



Catch ya later spam heads...
gotta doggy to walk, and some bread to bake.
Till tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

SLAM!

Oh by the way, NOT P.S, I JUST FORGOT, LOL...
you love a mistri dont ya, look up "project Long-shanks" meantime.
Avoid all adverts, time to shut Mr. Corporate-Propaganda down.
Try it, you never have, know it all.
It’s impossible.

WHY....?