Wednesday, January 20, 2021

But...I'M FREE (FLYING, FREEDOM, FREE TO BE ME). But...STOP THE INFESTATION OF KARENS WILL YOU? SAVE ME AND EVERYONE ELSE FROM THE PLAGUE AND PANDEMIC OF THE KARENS (TERRORISTS, GANG STALKERS, FASCISTS, NEO-NAZIS WHO ARE KARENS ALL) SO THE PLANET CAN BE COOL AND FUN AND HAPPY.

 ME IN 2021!


I'M FREE (of the Karens)


Breaking through the barrier of your apathetic lack of response. Breaking through the sound, touch and speech mute button you have all imposed upon me. Breaking through the rot of your hate programming which is really how you operate and only can feel free and Happy if you inflict your hate upon masses of others (and death also is a huge turn-on for you Karens out there reading this).


Oh, how I am free even if the new Biden administration proves to be just a continuation of decades of these mass genocidal hate policies that the more savvy have kept hidden under the LIES OF POSTURING POLITICALLY-CORRECT RHETORIC but still brought the country to this exact moment of "crisis". 

The Who--Tommy (rock opera)--I'm Free. From the Ken Russell film Tommy. Love the visuals love Ken Russell's movies he's also one of those "wish you were here" type of artists who has yet to be met in the current spate of non-art "blockbusters" that are so enervating to get through unless you can play it on your laptop and get up and do chores and other things and then watch sporadically unless you are so bored you can't stand it and just click it off. That is my reaction to most of the current movies coming out. Ken Russell is so riveting that I actually stop the movie and keep it kind of  hibernating because I want to enjoy watching more of the film like it's a rare treat so I spread the time period of watching over a long time. Tommy is a movie I have watched just for the visuals many times and it's never boring.


Oh yes, I am now remembering my step-father playing the Who's album Tommy on a reel-to-reel tape player for his students who came to party and pass joints around and discuss politics at my house. There were many such nighttime parties and even during the day, during the late 60's and early 70's. My blind step-father had more sensation and spiritual/visual acuity than most open-eyed people have in their programmed to see what they are told to believe lives.



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Ongoing physical mutilation terrorist report: the slashing under my fingernails and cuticles so that elevated bloodied swelling continues, the fingernails and fingers swollen, cuticles completely severed-off my toes and fingers, in addition to poisons put on my toenails to harden the nails into coarse, hard plastic texture never-growing deformed twisted and blackened. The mechanical arms are constantly going underneath all the layers of protection I wear every night also into my scalp to make hair fall out--falling out in clumps once more so the little bit left on my scalp is mostly gone.//While ugly shitalina the filth torture prostituted Nazi bigot of Whorewood with the German ape scumbag rapist her ally in utter genocidal violence, promoted by Trump and the Nazi 4th Reich and Gotti dynasty mafia with Stallone, et al (gmbh ltd English monarchy ltd) and once the slash under my skin they inject poisons, or foreign substances or materials so the "mind control "terror regime can continue for HOURS upon my waking from hate skits forced into my sleep state while being teleported, while they are slashing into my body and my consciousness is teleported outside of my "prime" body.//Every day dirty ugly shitalina has her rape dirty foul "men" and herself laugh about my breasts while I am getting undressed--the poisons she laughed about having her dirty nazi scum and brown and black and jewish minions pour into my body every day for the past 15 years, with my family, neighbors, and the 4th reich death squads having done this for decades priorr to this filth creep (but her dirty Nazi daddy was involved in this contract out on me back as early as 1974 or 1975, probably 1974 when my step-father the highly skilled poet writer professor was involved with the author of Deliverance in a poets seminar in Atlanta and returned extremely embittered, and he had to change his priorities of writing he then partnered with one of the English terrorists back in 1987, in London when I went there for a summer post graduation of college--and this man is intimately connected to the English royalty as a painter and his wife is the daughter of the director of Deliverance--partnering with dirty shitalina and pit ape pitt for over 15 years but ordering my family's targeting, my poisoning (which did begin before they got their filthy leeching apparatus sucking apparatus onto my life for their endless promotions) I was sent to live across the street from this English bigot back in 1987 in the organized hate structure, and my step-father was also involved in this orchestrated plot for his own promotion. But beyond all the greed and sleaze of this group including my own family, I must state that this ugly dirty whore has looked at least 20 years youjnger while I look 30 years older from the parasitic leeching off my energy, having dirty men rape and beat me as she watches on smiling and laughing along with dirty foul shit ape pig pitt and ther est of the apes and scum of Whorewood and Congress. The joke is that my breasts are not plastic surgery like ugly shitalina's and the jokes are endless after abuse death trheats this German ape endlessly punching my head and face, getting the crap of the Steven Tyler group connected to Stallone's Italian--all with English Italian French and German fascist Nazis rushing to join into collaboration of their take-over of Whorewood with dirty u gly stupid shitalina and pig ape pitt put endlessly into the Oscars every year, as they have been taking turns since their clutching onto my life for this contract back around 2014, taking the tech from Depp and putting Musk into power along with T-rump. The rest is " history" but you all keep silencing this situation so it's more death squad censorship.

  I put compression socks on my hands on top of layers of materials so my hands feel squeezed into crumpled shapes upon waking/. The ape shi...