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The fervent belief that corrects the world. Lest it be someone who abject stupendously. Call them the worshippers of pagan poetry. Being zealous for the worshipper of none, but within irrational foreboding of the follower. Afraid be the choice that gives a disadvantage. Afraid be the future with no happy outcomes. Afraid be the deeds going to none at the end. The eyes of humanity will see you, the acolyte, as the trivializationer of those whom don't follow your path. The abominator of the theology of love. The lamb whose shepherd belittles empathy. The groupie of willing unknowingness. The silent conformer to mass genocide.
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Feb 22
Feb 22, 2026 at 1:20 PM UTC
Zealousy
Oprah, Winfrey, pilled up bloated, grotesque, slathered in paint, eyes bulging so far out they’re almost leaving their  unbearable  bloated sockets, rises off  her  literally 24 Karat golden  jet toilet  to preach. twitching in orgasmically sex-deprived, relished childhood trauma convulsions. Her  toneless limbs jiggling independently, marionette-style, puppeteered by the corporate machine that let her birth Dr. Phil. Right there on the stage in all of its grotesque, ****** umbilical glory. The doped up  brainless sock puppet she is, shrieking again into the mic, goes gobs of  spittle flying onto the front row like Shamu at Sea World , but with more dead eyed veins pulsing, trying to warn America about these supposedly pandemic-level teenage *** acts. Every day some new hallucinatory contrivance based on underage ****** needs (the needs of the audience, not the supposed perpetrators). The "rainbow parties" that never happened. Alleged lipstick “epidemic” she’s describing is projected on the set like a grotesque, fluorescent slideshow. Kids with rainbow-stained lipstick-smattered penises, PTA moms wet and shrieking in jealousy, moral panic levels off the charts. Checking under their seats for free *** toy goodies. The children! Oh, the children! Whoever shall save them? The poor innocent oversexualized children ! Wait, what? What are they doing now? Cut to kids eating Tide pods, huffing ****** fluids, peeing in Jenkum bottles,    Cutting freon lines, riding elevators on top, dying of meningitis ,   satanic panic repacked church lies. As if the Tiger mom world itself were actually collapsing under her hysterical, warped, unrealistic, and utterly sensationalized quasi-conservative lens. After all, her opening act was straight out of The Dark Crystal. The grand     doilied skeksi         decrepit animated skeleton queen                                           ................................      (fanfare blares)                                 Judge Judy!               (  Rises from the deep) her crypt desecrated...    Unholy powers erupt.     Gavel lightning apocalypse raging beside her. ( Notice how like a Skeksi  she doesn't have any ears, but she obviously doesn't use them anyway. Her mind's already made up before the whole show begins.)                         And now  a  word from our heartless corporate sponsors .    Bass Pro Shops  ads play , followed by catheter adds and gun show spots...  The show fades back in  and  the  living room darkens  into abyssal sad lonely silence . The T,V, god flickers  on brainwashing away all thought and individuality . Fat greasy shameless Walrus mustache of projection now known as Oprah's baby...                         Dr. Phil, ... well, he unctuously slides across the set in his stolen Scarecrow used car salesman polyester Frankenstein suit, repeating the grotesque ritual lines. Behind the scenes, Rush Limbaugh masturbates his mental pull string. And of course, out spews his catchphrase: "Yer   fat! You  are  ugly! Yur stupid! And yer gay! And that's why NOBODY  loves  you ! Admit it! Admit that yer gay and you hate yourself!!" And in the moment of ****** IT transmorphs, spinal ridges straining and cracking, human form melts, face elongates, eyes bulge, skin wrinkles into leathery, vulture-like textures. His torso hunches, ribs jutting grotesquely, spine contorting like a broken marionette string. Limbs wiggle independently like he’s got a dozen "Grand Ole Party" puppeteers fighting for control, except he’s still tethered to Karl Rove and Rush Limbaugh’s umbilical cord as it runs back into Oprah's unused, abandoned ****** Ghostly, corpulent waggling hands behind the curtain, twisting him into submission, laughing with their hollow, gassy whispers. Suddenly, Dr. Phil melts completely and rears up as Judge Judy—but not the human one. This is the skeksi-Judge hybrid: hump-backed, beak-faced, leather-skin gleaming, clawed fingers gripping the gavel like it’s the source of all earthly justice and bile. Her eyes burn like a thousand angry American flags on the 4th of July, grease-fried hate dripping from her every twitch. Back it turns into doily-adorned, hairsprayed perfection, nightmare desiccation... that could only dominate as... *** *** *** Judge Judy-skeksi! The seemingly ageless, eternal, hate-filled windbag of injustice. Hump-backed, vulture-faced, robes fluttering, crackling with electric American ***** housewife wrath, striking lightning into the pastel Sunday school conversation sky. Praise her lord; he speaks to her directly, and, well, apparently "W" Bush too... remember... it was God that told him, he said. Behind the curtains, unseen yet omnipotent, the two-headed hate blob that is Karl Rove and Rush Limbaugh, waggles a wet-slapping colonialist wet dream of capitalist greed. A now corpulent wraith of power and self-righteous, uneducated spite, it squelches, turning knobs, ashing its cheap cigar, it continues to pull strings, gurneys creaking, laughter a vacuous shitstorm across the stage. America cheers, unaware of the puppeteer, and the nation, hypnotized, bows still, loving, worshipping, repeating her hysteria, while the gavel strikes, the lightning arcs. Remember, it's all "for the children!" "Oh, the poor children!" Whom all they want is to be left the fu@# alone by these twisted, sadistic, effed-up garbage human beings that simultaneously claim to cherish and love them, yet blame them for unreal atrocities they never even committed. Idiot home ec drunken hollow  moms pilled up useless abandoned and  brainwashed into  her  slaves.  Blathering Rush Limbaugh  hate  . Same message   repackaged as grotesque, capitalist soap opera formula Oprah perfected — it’s a ritual of emotional vampirism: Step one: coax the gruesome confession — “Tell me your sad story, your deepest hurt, your shame your *** crimes.” Step two: perform feigned empathy — she leans in, nods, tilts her head, makes you  and Tom Cruise think she cares, while the cameras roll and the audience licks its lips and looks under its seat. Presents, ? !  black  mommy ? Step three: unleash the moralistic or panic-inducing lash — “How could you let this happen? You failed! You’re broken!”  Enter Dr. Phil for the  final  suicide  inducing push. Step four: monetize more  misery — ratings spike, sponsors grin, Dr. Phil slithers across the set, and somewhere, Rush Limbaugh-esque whispering strings pull the emotional cord. While  Judge  Judy  cackles  in  high road  delight It’s emotional cannibalism wrapped in velvet and toothpaste smiles. You’re not just sharing  their story; it's lives as raw meat for the machine, and the more shame, fear, or outrage they squeeze out of you, the fatter the profits get. The greater the  grip  of  unfounded panic, fear and  shame. And the kicker: American  drop  out  jobless  clown car vaginas thinks it’s entertainment, not exploitation. They love to gasp at the horror while secretly watching themselves in the mirror of shame. That’s why the Skeksi-Judge Judy apocalypse scene fits perfectly — it’s the cartoon grotesque version of the real-world emotional slaughterhouse.  Now  court sanctioned and  final  !
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Oct 4, 2025
Oct 4, 2025 at 12:42 PM UTC
Oprah. Exploited children as props and depraved parents as Voyeurs . 🤢🤮
Oprah, Winfrey, pilled up bloated, grotesque, slathered in paint, eyes bulging so far out they’re almost leaving their  unbearable  bloated sockets, rises off  her  literally 24 Karat golden  jet toilet  to preach. twitching in orgasmically sex-deprived, relished childhood trauma convulsions. Her  toneless limbs jiggling independently, marionette-style, puppeteered by the corporate machine that let her birth Dr. Phil. Right there on the stage in all of its grotesque, ****** umbilical glory. The doped up  brainless sock puppet she is, shrieking again into the mic, goes gobs of  spittle flying onto the front row like Shamu at Sea World , but with more dead eyed veins pulsing, trying to warn America about these supposedly pandemic-level teenage *** acts. Every day some new hallucinatory contrivance based on underage ****** needs (the needs of the audience, not the supposed perpetrators). The "rainbow parties" that never happened. Alleged lipstick “epidemic” she’s describing is projected on the set like a grotesque, fluorescent slideshow. Kids with rainbow-stained lipstick-smattered penises, PTA moms wet and shrieking in jealousy, moral panic levels off the charts. Checking under their seats for free *** toy goodies. The children! Oh, the children! Whoever shall save them? The poor innocent oversexualized children ! Wait, what? What are they doing now? Cut to kids eating Tide pods, huffing ****** fluids, peeing in Jenkum bottles,    Cutting freon lines, riding elevators on top, dying of meningitis ,   satanic panic repacked church lies. As if the Tiger mom world itself were actually collapsing under her hysterical, warped, unrealistic, and utterly sensationalized quasi-conservative lens. After all, her opening act was straight out of The Dark Crystal. The grand     doilied skeksi         decrepit animated skeleton queen                                           ................................      (fanfare blares)                                 Judge Judy!               (  Rises from the deep) her crypt desecrated...    Unholy powers erupt.     Gavel lightning apocalypse raging beside her. ( Notice how like a Skeksi  she doesn't have any ears, but she obviously doesn't use them anyway. Her mind's already made up before the whole show begins.)                         And now  a  word from our heartless corporate sponsors .    Bass Pro Shops  ads play , followed by catheter adds and gun show spots...  The show fades back in  and  the  living room darkens  into abyssal sad lonely silence . The T,V, god flickers  on brainwashing away all thought and individuality . Fat greasy shameless Walrus mustache of projection now known as Oprah's baby...                         Dr. Phil, ... well, he unctuously slides across the set in his stolen Scarecrow used car salesman polyester Frankenstein suit, repeating the grotesque ritual lines. Behind the scenes, Rush Limbaugh masturbates his mental pull string. And of course, out spews his catchphrase: "Yer   fat! You  are  ugly! Yur stupid! And yer gay! And that's why NOBODY  loves  you ! Admit it! Admit that yer gay and you hate yourself!!" And in the moment of ****** IT transmorphs, spinal ridges straining and cracking, human form melts, face elongates, eyes bulge, skin wrinkles into leathery, vulture-like textures. His torso hunches, ribs jutting grotesquely, spine contorting like a broken marionette string. Limbs wiggle independently like he’s got a dozen "Grand Ole Party" puppeteers fighting for control, except he’s still tethered to Karl Rove and Rush Limbaugh’s umbilical cord as it runs back into Oprah's unused, abandoned ****** Ghostly, corpulent waggling hands behind the curtain, twisting him into submission, laughing with their hollow, gassy whispers. Suddenly, Dr. Phil melts completely and rears up as Judge Judy—but not the human one. This is the skeksi-Judge hybrid: hump-backed, beak-faced, leather-skin gleaming, clawed fingers gripping the gavel like it’s the source of all earthly justice and bile. Her eyes burn like a thousand angry American flags on the 4th of July, grease-fried hate dripping from her every twitch. Back it turns into doily-adorned, hairsprayed perfection, nightmare desiccation... that could only dominate as... *** *** *** Judge Judy-skeksi! The seemingly ageless, eternal, hate-filled windbag of injustice. Hump-backed, vulture-faced, robes fluttering, crackling with electric American ***** housewife wrath, striking lightning into the pastel Sunday school conversation sky. Praise her lord; he speaks to her directly, and, well, apparently "W" Bush too... remember... it was God that told him, he said. Behind the curtains, unseen yet omnipotent, the two-headed hate blob that is Karl Rove and Rush Limbaugh, waggles a wet-slapping colonialist wet dream of capitalist greed. A now corpulent wraith of power and self-righteous, uneducated spite, it squelches, turning knobs, ashing its cheap cigar, it continues to pull strings, gurneys creaking, laughter a vacuous shitstorm across the stage. America cheers, unaware of the puppeteer, and the nation, hypnotized, bows still, loving, worshipping, repeating her hysteria, while the gavel strikes, the lightning arcs. Remember, it's all "for the children!" "Oh, the poor children!" Whom all they want is to be left the fu@# alone by these twisted, sadistic, effed-up garbage human beings that simultaneously claim to cherish and love them, yet blame them for unreal atrocities they never even committed. Idiot home ec drunken hollow  moms pilled up useless abandoned and  brainwashed into  her  slaves.  Blathering Rush Limbaugh  hate  . Same message   repackaged as grotesque, capitalist soap opera formula Oprah perfected — it’s a ritual of emotional vampirism: Step one: coax the gruesome confession — “Tell me your sad story, your deepest hurt, your shame your *** crimes.” Step two: perform feigned empathy — she leans in, nods, tilts her head, makes you  and Tom Cruise think she cares, while the cameras roll and the audience licks its lips and looks under its seat. Presents, ? !  black  mommy ? Step three: unleash the moralistic or panic-inducing lash — “How could you let this happen? You failed! You’re broken!”  Enter Dr. Phil for the  final  suicide  inducing push. Step four: monetize more  misery — ratings spike, sponsors grin, Dr. Phil slithers across the set, and somewhere, Rush Limbaugh-esque whispering strings pull the emotional cord. While  Judge  Judy  cackles  in  high road  delight It’s emotional cannibalism wrapped in velvet and toothpaste smiles. You’re not just sharing  their story; it's lives as raw meat for the machine, and the more shame, fear, or outrage they squeeze out of you, the fatter the profits get. The greater the  grip  of  unfounded panic, fear and  shame. And the kicker: American  drop  out  jobless  clown car vaginas thinks it’s entertainment, not exploitation. They love to gasp at the horror while secretly watching themselves in the mirror of shame. That’s why the Skeksi-Judge Judy apocalypse scene fits perfectly — it’s the cartoon grotesque version of the real-world emotional slaughterhouse.  Now  court sanctioned and  final  !
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Fat Generals ! F A  F O  , seriously ?   now is the  time for this ? He is telling us  that he isn't going to surrender  the  Whitehouse peacefully and  asking directly and bluntly for supporters that will use force against American citizens  in an effort to further impose his will. That line about “look em in the eye” and “the enemy within” is textbook intimidation theater.   o-4 national gaurdest Ole Saturday drunkard fox host  Petey Pete   demanded ALL  the Generals   appear before him so he can stare em down and tell em how it's gonna  be .  Then peg legged Taco manatee himself manages to huff and  puff his waddling way up to the Mic  and spews   " you better be  ready to deal with the  REAL  threat THE ENEMY FROM WITHIN !   The enemy from within ?  Oh, you mean like violent insurrectionist attacking the  Capitol ? No, no,  those  are  heroes and patriots  now.   Oh, so you mean peaceful protesters and people that disagree like Stephen Colbert and Jimmy Kimmel. Also all immigrants and anyone with brown skin of any kind. Lets be clear. This  Christo-fascist ****  rhetoric is   weaponized to blur all  the lines between attacking  political opponents and enemies, and to normalize using the military as a cudgel against civilians that disagree with bad policy and fiscal imprudence. That phrase alone should make every veteran bristle and every democracy loving American  get  off there fat lazy @#$  and put in some effort . Below  are two things you can use right  NOW: a short, scorched-earth email to YOUR  U.S. Senator that demands oversight and hearings, and or  a blunt phone script for your governor to make sure the state Guard stays under state control unless legal thresholds are met. Use them verbatim, tweak the curse words however you want. Scalding email to your U.S. Senator (copy/paste) Subject: Stop the “enemy within” bull and hold hearings now on Posse Comitatus Act (18 U.S.C. §1385) that generally bars using the military to execute civilian law. That’s  baseline legal prohibition and more than enough for precedence . Senator [Last Name], I am a constituent and a Navy veteran. I watched a recent Oval Office spectacle where a civilian official and the president used language about “the enemy within” while addressing flag officers. That phrase is blatant intimidation and an attack on civil norms. I am asking you to demand immediate congressional hearings to: Establish what orders were given, in writing. Require the DoD Inspector General to review any directives that could authorize domestic use of force against unarmed civilians. Protect OUR rights to peaceable assembly. Protect whistleblowers, Guard authorities, and IG independence. Get a legal opinion from the DoD General Counsel and the Attorney General on the legality of any implied or explicit orders to use force against U.S. voters and coerced persons. We do not tolerate casual talk of turning the military inward. If Congress fails to act and oversight is weakened, you will be judged by voters and veterans who stood in harm’s way to protect constitutional order. I expect a prompt public statement and commitment to hearings. Don’t pussyfoot or candy coat  this. Sincerely, [Your full name] [City, State] [Optional: branch, rate, years served] Blunt phone script for your Governor (use on voicemail or live) Hi Governor [Last Name], my name is [Your Name], I’m a constituent (  and  an active duty combat Navy veteran).  I’m calling about reports that federal officials told a room of generals to “be ready to address the enemy within  with swiftness and brute force at a moments notice .” That phrase is alarming and could be used to justify federalizing the Guard or Marines again  using armed troops against citizens. I want you to state publicly that you will not consent to federalization or the use of the National Guard  and or Military forces not limited to but including the Marine Corps for domestic law enforcement . I want you to confirm you will defend the independence of the state Guard and push back against any unlawful orders. If you won’t, tell me why.
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Oct 3, 2025
Oct 3, 2025 at 1:54 AM UTC
Fat Generals listen Up ! Its time to weaponize against the citizens. The real Enemy from Within !
Fat Generals ! F A  F O  , seriously ?   now is the  time for this ? He is telling us  that he isn't going to surrender  the  Whitehouse peacefully and  asking directly and bluntly for supporters that will use force against American citizens  in an effort to further impose his will. That line about “look em in the eye” and “the enemy within” is textbook intimidation theater.   o-4 national gaurdest Ole Saturday drunkard fox host  Petey Pete   demanded ALL  the Generals   appear before him so he can stare em down and tell em how it's gonna  be .  Then peg legged Taco manatee himself manages to huff and  puff his waddling way up to the Mic  and spews   " you better be  ready to deal with the  REAL  threat THE ENEMY FROM WITHIN !   The enemy from within ?  Oh, you mean like violent insurrectionist attacking the  Capitol ? No, no,  those  are  heroes and patriots  now.   Oh, so you mean peaceful protesters and people that disagree like Stephen Colbert and Jimmy Kimmel. Also all immigrants and anyone with brown skin of any kind. Lets be clear. This  Christo-fascist ****  rhetoric is   weaponized to blur all  the lines between attacking  political opponents and enemies, and to normalize using the military as a cudgel against civilians that disagree with bad policy and fiscal imprudence. That phrase alone should make every veteran bristle and every democracy loving American  get  off there fat lazy @#$  and put in some effort . Below  are two things you can use right  NOW: a short, scorched-earth email to YOUR  U.S. Senator that demands oversight and hearings, and or  a blunt phone script for your governor to make sure the state Guard stays under state control unless legal thresholds are met. Use them verbatim, tweak the curse words however you want. Scalding email to your U.S. Senator (copy/paste) Subject: Stop the “enemy within” bull and hold hearings now on Posse Comitatus Act (18 U.S.C. §1385) that generally bars using the military to execute civilian law. That’s  baseline legal prohibition and more than enough for precedence . Senator [Last Name], I am a constituent and a Navy veteran. I watched a recent Oval Office spectacle where a civilian official and the president used language about “the enemy within” while addressing flag officers. That phrase is blatant intimidation and an attack on civil norms. I am asking you to demand immediate congressional hearings to: Establish what orders were given, in writing. Require the DoD Inspector General to review any directives that could authorize domestic use of force against unarmed civilians. Protect OUR rights to peaceable assembly. Protect whistleblowers, Guard authorities, and IG independence. Get a legal opinion from the DoD General Counsel and the Attorney General on the legality of any implied or explicit orders to use force against U.S. voters and coerced persons. We do not tolerate casual talk of turning the military inward. If Congress fails to act and oversight is weakened, you will be judged by voters and veterans who stood in harm’s way to protect constitutional order. I expect a prompt public statement and commitment to hearings. Don’t pussyfoot or candy coat  this. Sincerely, [Your full name] [City, State] [Optional: branch, rate, years served] Blunt phone script for your Governor (use on voicemail or live) Hi Governor [Last Name], my name is [Your Name], I’m a constituent (  and  an active duty combat Navy veteran).  I’m calling about reports that federal officials told a room of generals to “be ready to address the enemy within  with swiftness and brute force at a moments notice .” That phrase is alarming and could be used to justify federalizing the Guard or Marines again  using armed troops against citizens. I want you to state publicly that you will not consent to federalization or the use of the National Guard  and or Military forces not limited to but including the Marine Corps for domestic law enforcement . I want you to confirm you will defend the independence of the state Guard and push back against any unlawful orders. If you won’t, tell me why.
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Of all the wicked forms of man We're in the worst, uncaring hands; For I've never seen so many fools Fail together as they lose their cool. The universe itself is blowing smoke As the whole world stumbles, chokes On the gas we're huffing The lies, the bluffing The wind bags breathing hot air- The misery, day in day out- All enough to make me shout- So what?? Like I even care! Can we just pick a mode that works, Or let the end come nigh? I'm tired, I'm done, This is really not fun And it makes me want to cry. So when you ******** are done pretending That this messed up world is ending If you could turn the light switch on And then, very helpfully, Get the **** gone.
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May 19, 2020
May 19, 2020 at 10:40 AM UTC
Crisis of Failure