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so, i'm on this page, and i meet my ****** pusher, sure as hell he's pushing ****** although it's digital, the site / street corner? allpoetry.com i get to publish 2 poems, but can't publish more, i have to comment, and comment positively, 'allo comrade Stalin! then comment on 2 poems, and get this message: *Congratulations, you've achieved level 2, and are now an "emerald cat"! To reach the next level you need: 7 x comments, 1 x enter a contest, 1 x favorites, 1 x edit an item. • What are levels?* i am not playing candy-crush saga! i'm not! i'm not even kidding you, what is this **** we've been ****** by paedophiles anonymous?! please get me off this ****** grid of the Cyber Pavlov Experiment... likes and comments and saliva and cookies... or premeditated minority reports - akin to Orwell's thought crime gestapo - god it sounds **** when said: g'eh'sh'tap'oh. or how to use the internet akin to deciphering and censoring established media outlets... obviously social media can't replicate socialism, it's a media outlet, but it can for sure **** off with all the little capitalistic mind games that lead to nothing but the Pavlov experiment - and that was with dogs... try that with a ******* Gorilla and i'll watch you cradle prosthetic limbs while he rips your original limbs off like he's playing a harp: then you can rhyme: twinkle twinkle little thumb, how i wished you were attached to my hand to my arm to my torso... that's the same story we had recently concerning a Mr. Kumbuka... who escaped enclosure, and proved the a.d.h.d. complex correlation with exposure to sugar... ****** drank 5 litres of concentrated blackcurrant squash replying: i'm mad at the keepers for keeping me on a diet! i do king kong and you do the frenzied blonde maiden. it's still a concern for me that they herded the poets into an area worthy of zoological inspection, meaning that they base their worth on deplorable points system: like they're immigrants waiting for visas to Canada - comment, like, blag and blabber your way into that new country, known to all of us present as Si S / Silicon State... by my count that's the 51st, or the secular version of the Vatican.
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Oct 20, 2016
Oct 20, 2016 at 9:12 PM UTC
the Cyber Pavlov Experiment
so, i'm on this page, and i meet my ****** pusher, sure as hell he's pushing ****** although it's digital, the site / street corner? allpoetry.com i get to publish 2 poems, but can't publish more, i have to comment, and comment positively, 'allo comrade Stalin! then comment on 2 poems, and get this message: *Congratulations, you've achieved level 2, and are now an "emerald cat"! To reach the next level you need: 7 x comments, 1 x enter a contest, 1 x favorites, 1 x edit an item. • What are levels?* i am not playing candy-crush saga! i'm not! i'm not even kidding you, what is this **** we've been ****** by paedophiles anonymous?! please get me off this ****** grid of the Cyber Pavlov Experiment... likes and comments and saliva and cookies... or premeditated minority reports - akin to Orwell's thought crime gestapo - god it sounds **** when said: g'eh'sh'tap'oh. or how to use the internet akin to deciphering and censoring established media outlets... obviously social media can't replicate socialism, it's a media outlet, but it can for sure **** off with all the little capitalistic mind games that lead to nothing but the Pavlov experiment - and that was with dogs... try that with a ******* Gorilla and i'll watch you cradle prosthetic limbs while he rips your original limbs off like he's playing a harp: then you can rhyme: twinkle twinkle little thumb, how i wished you were attached to my hand to my arm to my torso... that's the same story we had recently concerning a Mr. Kumbuka... who escaped enclosure, and proved the a.d.h.d. complex correlation with exposure to sugar... ****** drank 5 litres of concentrated blackcurrant squash replying: i'm mad at the keepers for keeping me on a diet! i do king kong and you do the frenzied blonde maiden. it's still a concern for me that they herded the poets into an area worthy of zoological inspection, meaning that they base their worth on deplorable points system: like they're immigrants waiting for visas to Canada - comment, like, blag and blabber your way into that new country, known to all of us present as Si S / Silicon State... by my count that's the 51st, or the secular version of the Vatican.
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Oct 20, 2016
Oct 20, 2016 at 9:12 PM UTC
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