Friday, July 24, 2020

Where I want to B=====sittin on chrome. Masta Ace space mind meld melt into relax but tense enough 2

Oh my (mind controlled, drugged) slightly fried, ranting and meandering brainDOME---today really unable to write in any coherent linear style--absolutely drugged and going off into almost nonsense tangents but also very real and sensible if you get my drift...

hacking inserts plague everything and I have not read or corrected anything:

This music is a definite mood game changer. How much more I enjoy listening easy listening to this pure grooove than Cyrus Hill, less angry than the Cube (I used an angry, silly hate rhyming insult and I know he's dangerous but...)

this music was put to video footage somewhere in Florida--not exactly South Beach but it could have been. The whites made jokes about the "peeps" descending into South Beach and making it a mess and wearing cottage cheese cellulite short-short thongs with huge, flabby butt-cheeks

TURNED INTO ART in this video--this music is art, I enjoy it, I like it, I love it--not exactly all the words but the rhymes are ingenious and I never heard of this group until today. I am "out" of the groove because of various factors--I tried, I have tried

all I can do is listen alone in this torture chamber but AT LEAST I have access

this is a song over 10 years old. If I am ostracized from all groups, and financially blocked, and could not do more than study for grad school for over 6 yeras (if anyone familiar with the workload of a semester of grad school, imagine 6 years of it!). I had no time and my body was dying from poisoning.

Always stuck at home frozen (technically "disabled" due to the paralysis of the poisoning)

AND THIS POST WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A FUN POST ABOUT THIS VIDEO WHERE I WANT TO BE AND how "brilliant" these artists are. Really great I do not agree with the lifestyle but watching itt is really fun, I sometimes wish I could belong and hang out with people like this---I don't even have the slang down and of course, I have seen that blacks are absolutely biased and racist towards me because of this heirarchy that all are embroiled into.

It is very hard to get out of the rut of stereotypcasting cliches and racial epiteths lining our superficial demeanors and slots in society.

Great video--the rhyming is also superlative

great artists, why have I never heard of them before besids that I am not welcomed into these circles and not in the hip and groove? (not that I am not hip and groove, I really do like myself and fuck em if they can't take a joker moment to laugh about the ugliness of the reality of the black hate eminating from a white sun/Illuminati reference just in case people reading this wonder wtf I am writing about in these endless, drugged, swaying hate rants!

I LOVE THIS MUSIC but not all the lyrics nor do I agree, but watching them listening to the sound and the rhymes it makes me feel very happy and alive and good and groovin and flowing.

I consider this a piece of art, high art in the "peeps" genre.

 

SCORE ON YOUTUBE (can download all full album to my mobile phone cheap thing) 

more art more groove making me feel alive

I just re-learned that this came out in the mid-90's, I saw 2008 on a video but the vid footge was 2008, while the album was 1995! Now I know why I never heard of this group: I was living out of the United States, had no access to the internet as most people had no access to knowledge of the internet at that time---I was living in Germany.  My one and only media information source was the US military radio station, "Stars & Stripes" radio, which played songs by Whitney Houston and others...can't remember I only really listened to the news segments. I was into the Punk scene as it was a political but what I experienced non-political party scene music thing. I lived with a rapper who listened to Ice Cube and that was my hip hop experience back in 1995. Moving to Miami, I heard Tupak who was beginning his ascent into fame. Most of the clubs were disco-oriented where I sold cigars. I was also put into a box and left without money to pay for venues, club entry fees, etc. Left outta every loop. That is why I never heard of this group until TODAY because of an archived music show outta NYC (one of the stations is in Brooklyn or Bronx--Bronx i believe).


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The stress to my body from literal 3/4 of a day and night combined being spent fighting sinister, grasping, beady-eyed hateful parasitic abusers who are lunging at me to get endless free promotions, which are never-ending this social engineering contract has no limits and no bounds. The destruction to my health literally just from stress alone is murder. Besides shitting stinking black and brown piles and hard pieces of poison out which pollute my bloodstream--I literally faint, pass-out on my bed from the horrific poison which is coursing through my lymphatic system, kidneys and liver and bloodstream going into my brain, where the implants in my brain have created a tube network of hard poisons coursing down in hard filaments and tubes into my neck, the vertebrae is lined with attached tubes integrated into the vertebrae extending in literally all directions--I must strive to fracture the hard poisons so they will slowly loosen and then expand about 6-10 times their shrunken size--and then the poisons seep into my body as I faint on my bed--while in this prone position the terrorists utilize my body's vulnerability and slash under my cuticles and literally cut them off my toes. A few weeks ago the cuticle bed was completely cut off (permanently it was severed off) while I had collapsed in such a state, unable to move from toxic shock and also the pain of hard poisons ripping muscle and skin tissue out of the interior cavity of my body in the thoracic, lumbar and vertebrae regions; in effect my entire spine if affected the muscles are at cellular level ripped out with the poisons which have attached to tissue, skin and bone and also into my intestines and brain and etc. The terrorists order their minions to slash, cut parts of my body out, as they inflict torture skits while I am deep sleep healing mode--death skits, homeless skits, insulting "dumbing" skits aimed at me endlessly. My body exhibits signs of premature aging, grey thin hair, balding from chemicals smeared into my scalp for years and decades to damage my formerly lustrous hair. My skin dotted with blemishes from poisons slahered onto my skin my hands are huge deformed the cuticles are gone from maybe 3 fingers, completely. the nails hang off, are calloused and the toe nails which have had the cuticles removed (in this past month, they severed completely off the cuticle from my right left toe which has been broken; it's not a bunion it's been broken and that happened after I made a drugged-up- comment about a nazi white male out of denmark who, along with a famous "punk" musician out of england, who has routinely hacked his music into my all-female punk lists on youtube, is endlessly trying to scam his promotion out of attacking me; but both musicians attacked me on the same day because I clicked on their music, assuming that their stances about fighting conformist authoritarianism was also directed at me, as a universal person on this planet and not just their nazi white "alternative" branch___one however was an open nazi and in my drugged and enraged anger about the rise of nazism in general and from years of being violently assaulted nearing murder where I am currently living, a huge population of euro tourists so I know their imperialistic impulses and what they truly are when the are on vacation and brown people service them like slaves, almost literally and very plantation-like. They don't have to pretend to go to church or conform to "democracy" standards, in other words. they had me in an accident by having a work truck on the steep hill outside of my living arrangement, and there was a tiny trickle of a clear liquid which appeared like water as I was driving down this 45-degree angle hillside down towards the road (which always becomes extremely busy only when I am trying to get out of the complex and there are no cars before or after I approach this junction so the orchestrated exact timing of cars driving into my path only happens at the exact moment I am at the bottom of the hill---so I must perpetually brake at a very tight angle but after I get out of this junction there are always no cars, and it's always a packed jam of cars blocking my path only when I am driving down otherwise I would be able to navigate easily without having to brake and hold the bike at a fourty_five degree angle (right now hackers have turned the wIfi off, have blocked access to commas and periods and numbers ). the workmen had created a stream of oil---so that the bike literally slid into a crashing position nearing the bottom of the hillside so that the inevitable line of *terrorist* cars always blocking my smooth descent were there while I was sliding and crashing in a sideways projectile. I landed on my left foot, and it hurt a bit but I otherwise was ok, the foot was not injured because I was wearing boots--I went home later that day and at night fell asleep---woke up with the toe completely at a 45-degree angle pointing into my other foot--like at night nothing wrong, the next morning the toe completely disjointed. this was after rotten the punk out of england threatened me after he began his snobby imperialistic white male supremacy english antisemitic gig, his german wife somewhere in the background or watching or knowing about this obviously---I reacted in anger. I am always in these situations drugged so as to render me in a hyperbolic state and knee-jerk reaction which always gives the terrorists an excuse to inflict real violence upon me to justify their white male supremacy (or female or any other skin color they all are told that this is "master-slave" and to inflict all "You have no rights" actions against me). Thusly they broke my to I was in a deep and uncontrollably non_waking state because of this wretched brain implant which the herd of terrorists always love to exploit to inflict violence< torture< to force discrediting behavior on me, and thusly to force subliminals into my brain which under pressure I cannot control, which I repeat< which they all use to justify real life-threatening violence against me. thusly it was either the danish black metal death metal nazi or the english "punk" who ordered this on me, but the real reason was to justify their promotions by using this tech to render people discredited so they can hiss in faked rage "She said this who does she think she is?" they all sneer in hate, white supremacy justifying near-murder knee-jerk reactions which they are then handed every promotion that can possibly be handed according to their level of proficiency in their realm (some are like in past their prime, for example)

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