Saturday, February 19, 2022

LIQUID SKY makes me want to cry for lack of alternative movies (and people I consider cool) I have no $$ access to.

 I was lucky to have experienced ONE SINGLE YEAR of living in the shadow of that NYC scene at SUNY PURCHASE in Westchester County, NY--just a 40 minute drive into downtown Manhattan (a few years down the road from when this film was made). In the days when wearing black was in vogue and punk was not a Green Day hype.


Liquid Sky (1982)





Monologue from film:

"You wanted to know what I am? I'm a killer...I kill with my cu*t. You can write about it in a midnight magazine. Or, the National Enquirer...isn't it fashionable? And I'll take lessons...how to get into Show Business. Be nice to your agent. Be nice to your audience. How to be a woman...how to be free and equal...f*ck women instead of men...you'll discover a whole kingdom of freedom...men won't step on you any more...women will." I must dedicate this last quote section to the females who participate in this rape enabling, oscar winning performance contract out on me that they so giddily participate in. I think the monologue encapsulates their prior experiences and how they became rapist enabling madams willing to prostitute and watch on laughing as men rape women who are not pretending they are 'in love" or "enjoying" it. Oh, this movie is too outrageous to ever become anything that H-wood would ever produce. And the Me Too! movement! So many of the women attacking me as I have written for so many years fully participate and are happy as hell to watch this happen to me while they can be promoted out of the former ruts they were in (and relationships and status as they also steal feminist ideas from me so they can latch onto this mentality but still conform to the white male rape privilege step-on and get off-jack-off circus. Note that this scene has circus music in the background played at a slow, druggy and delirious pace like the time lapse of having to live through this in the circus entertainer morbid-fantasy world that I have been dragged into as a teleportation rape object turned into contractual feeding frenzy by the rape culture "feminists and their rape orgy men (they claim they love them so much as they search for other lovers after they obtain their "freedom" by participating in this hate contract out on me).



Liquid Sky - Margaret's Black Light Monologue




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Once more, drilling and hammering into the steel, and cement of the room directly beneath mine. It went on for hours yesterday and is continuing on a beautiful day it was formerly peaceful but the parasites must do whatever they can to ruin my body life and everything else. A continuation of YEARS of writing these enraged, drugged up posts to a sick slime sick fuck crap society of america and euro-nazi trash influenced scum. I can't imagine that anybody with any soul or higher intelligence than Marjorie Taylor Green is reading this. I mean, you are all really at her stupid yapping banal level. I can't compliment the silent readers assuming there is anything but smirking demons some with polished rhetoric some with elaborate wealth and the ability to shoulder some intellectual conversation and EVEN conduct peer-reviewed highly recommended research on quantum physics. But when it comes to the emotional realm of hate, the unifying vision is to protect the millennia murder-enforced status quo and for the subordinate minions it is even more a vicious not-game thusly all are entrenched in this and undoubtedly scroll through the YEARS AND YEARS AND YEARS AND YEARS of me writing what has only become a running joke of how nobody ever does more than applaud the shit and stupid sick scum who steal my ideas, words verbatim and then get applauds and promotions for it. I can barely write it is drilling underneath my chair as usual for over 7 years in this natural spot. The delivery I had to pick up was met with one white nazi trash shit filth who had to barge through the open doors of the glass separation of the living units and the lobby area---there usually is a bunch of creeps standing around supposedly holding the glass doors open for me when I am trudging with the half-broken wheels of a trolly cart h olding a huge laundry bag ("decor" fashion not the ugly stripes) and they just get in my way. I beckon them to stop holding the door they refuse. Once I Pass by them they smear some filth on my clothing or flick stains---if I am wearing black there are white paint flicks on the clothing--it is non-stop every doorway threshold "crossroads' these seeds of satan demons are waiting like the devil to block the passage and turn it into obstruction, negativity. It is highly symbolic. A white male came to barge through. I saw him approach rushing to get in my way as I was handing this woman who is endlessly following their instructions--the delivery person---so I asked her to arrive after 2 pm she came at 12:30---I told her to wait, I had to finish the little half-concocted post earlier always writing to try to get anybody to care no one ever does. WRiting about the sickness and ugliness of you shit hole scumbgs who are part of this, you all just love reading my desperate and being murdered posts-every day as they inflict murderous violence upon me and poisoning drugging and mutilation so my body is just broken down, aged and being killed as you all sit silently applauding this filth bunch of shit.

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