Friday, April 22, 2022

Coming from the voice of insane reason (meaning she's an interpreter of the insanity which is based upon reason and not hyperbolic ranting although it may seem otherwise), my spokespersona who is not microchipped in her throat as I am so she can scream reality while I am unable to sing or talk loudly without terrorists making my throat constrict due to the microchip implant embedded in my larynx or affecting vocal chords (which terrorists keep tweaking while I am sleeping so I make awful noises as my throat is constricted every 20 minutes, for up to 3 hours at a time, while I am in a deep sleep--but singing or talking is likewise affected). As part of the general silencing, I must revert to this acrimonious truth-telling, genre-buster Lydia Lunch to tell it like it really and truly is. Dedicated to the expletives teleporting me and the agencies paying and promoting them and al their nasty dirty and foul minions helping to create a continuous terror atmosphere, which translates into the rest of the world and it's sharp decline that is obvious to anyone alert and observant. This video is a complete analysis of the terrorists teleporting me and the mentality behind them all: DO NOT GIVE MORE MONEY AND POWER TO ELON MUSK OR HIS ILK (part of the teleportation team assaulting me) ANY LONGER--Just to point out the tyrannical potential that Musk has accumulated since helping T-rump to attain his power while offering help to Heard, in order to obtain this contract away from Depp and then attain his goals, now turned into international near global terrorist in sheeple's clothing as pseudo-hipster but a good old bigot Nazi unfortunately outside of this trained posturing and coached performances to the contrary: ONE OF THE BIGGEST AND WORST FAKES OF THE FAKES BECAUSE HE HOLDS SO MUCH TECHNOCRATIC "POWER" AND IS UNETHICAL AND IMMATURE AND NASTY OUTSIDE OF HIS PRETENTIOUS POSTURING "HIPSTER" MEDIA PERSONA (apparent in teleportation, which unfortunately is not being exposed to the planet and how insidious these celebrities-turned-politician and societal influencer really are--but alas, the "people" are equally as sick and sinister or, those in their terror Nazi/Mafia criminal global organization).Please elect the country's best and most poignant victim of socio-political pornography: Miss Lydia Lunch, esquire. (No, it's not a queen in disguise as an emasculated gender-neutral xxx-chromosome fashion statement model).

 Must watch the video to understand the reference to porn and presidency.


"Lydia Lunch--The Gun is Loaded". Wiseblood 1966. April 7, 2012.





How much saner would the world be if Lydia Lunch became our next benevolent despotic leader and had the duty, self-appointed no less, to randomly chose all future political office-holders around the planet? More insane than now or less? When the atomic bombs begin to fly out of Russian submarines, will people begin to question the American fascist regime which keeps handing millions and billions to continue to promote a global empire of militaristic overtake, prompting violent reaction from "rogue" nations around the world?

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"Koyaanisqatsi--Ending Scene". Necumnato. November 17, 2019.






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The giggly, fun "game" of torturing me to death slowly, every day, the giggly Kamala Harris is now replaced by smirking laughing Newsome, although the California contingent is a be happy don't worry group (unless they might lose their races) the east coast P-lousy is grim violent her slurring saccharine voice for the public is a menacing growling death threat at me for say ing no to dirty arnold and shitalina, her clown heroes of endless dark money graft endlessly poured into her overseas coffers (perhaps in Italy, where she claims she really is from) but California is a nice cousin-style home-away-from Italy home and murder mafia are her real home courtesy of her east coast heritage (perhaps a generation or two behind her actual domicile but she has lots more in europigapeland and more and more from her collusion with shitalina the half-stupid pure sleazy filth they all adore--showing their lack of all humanity their absolute lack of higher intelligence to run a little convenience store allowing criminals to open the cash register while they are in the backroom counting the hand-out from the crime; that is their level, truly in congress in the senate--etc. The "fun" game has been every single day "played" by ugly shitalina her Englih dirty filthy violent genocidal nazi crew, absolutely integrated into nazi culture out of europigapeland with lots of blathering lies to conceal their true agenda. The "fun" game which ugly shitalina and pig ape pitt laugh about is me being so abused that I rush violently at the piece of shit insulting me calling me a bitch raping after punching me in the face--the stupid ugly whores have won oscars from ideas they stole from myh writing and out of torture, they have been paid in multi-millions and then billions i.e. for barbie concept the shit pigs who stole the idea, the blonde nazi whore stupid dirty creeps had me raped so they could obtain "permission" to play anti-rape and sexist roles against their rape complicity controllers--claiming all the while (using MY ideas) their "superiority" and "intelligence" and "creativity" and although I never watched that stupid movie I do know something about people getting their ideas stolen and that if this were not allowed to go on and on indefinitely--as I shut out all creative ideas now I can't even think creatively any longer they are both abusing and raping me for expressing anything related to demonstrating superiority to them--and then they steal the ideas they torture me day after day to obtain more ideas--so the "fun" that newsome is giggly about along with harris (who laughed giggled etc--) was to abuse me to the point of outrage. I am trying to breathe deeply but my spine is embedded with microchip implants which are "tweakekd" when ever some creep down the hallway slams it's door so violently the cement hallway shakes, the corridor reverberates and I feel literally an electric jump in my spine in the same places (one of the microchips that was embedded into the muck hardened along my spine came out years ago, but there is at least one left and even one can cause great nervous system sensations) and thusly--they inhibit my breathing--I am ALWAYS ALONE with dying plants on my patio, my cat my one family member stolen dying waiting for me to return and love her again, if she is still alive, baryishnikov who is there every day to "help" me by forcing his "advice" of saying a few sentences while I am in 100 % concentration mode---but my cat he tortures after I defend myself against nazi statements by german shit and filth he protects but still clings onto his partners and friends and children obtaining more promotions for his involvewment in having me beaten abused raped and tortured drugged and insulted to the point that I am in fight mode every day--my breathing is being remotely controlled I am drugged while sleeping with horrific drugs everybody avoids me so I have zero support or contact and everybody conforms to this demand for me to be ousted shunned ostracized abused raped and poisoned abused stolen from--they are trying to make me homeless now. the internet has been turned off again for the 25th time in a few hours of fighting to use the internet for a few minutes at a time. The "fun" of ugly shitalina feeding off my rage watching me grow old screaming at one pig after the next she brings on to abuse me to the point of my nervous system crashing into rage defense and survival mode--imy hair turning grey from the last two sick fucks she had beating and raping me in front of her, they all obtain endless deals out of it and smiles and hugs from all the feminists the black shit nazis (sickening by now to hear their laments about being victims of racism and fighting against racism it is sickening to a highest degree of putridity )

  Today it was this lousy (I am trying to think of more original insults that piece of shit by now, so lousy) creep beckham some soccar play...