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Part 3B - ARMOUR OF GODSPEED
Why? When did CEI 'become' a 'thing?'
When the CIA cum tax was put into establishment.
What's Cum Tax?
Soul-Leeching Luciferian Energy Vampires or Daemons Those that chose to dwell amongst the background or Narrative Destroying 'Victims' Pituitary Lobotomy using abortion forceps via the sinusoidal/sphenoidal canals. Think scrambled egg brain drain mummification! A chip off the ole' ABLAQ!
If (You) got drugged one wild night with (You)r girl'frens' handlers and bimbo'd taint-taunts and while (You) were knocked out in some hole in the wall VIP enclave, (You) were moved onto a gourney.
Now, (You)'re under a bright clandestine lamp, and some fat engorged thin-lipped super slug drools his way up (You)r innocent but naughty, but NEVER deserves what is about to change (You)r life forever, Until miracles of epic proportion are DECLAS'd thanks to the MAESTRO! cute little button nose, with exuberant force, as a shocker to (You)r stuffy sinus, now gaping in violation.
Images of (You)r father killing him as he rapes (You)r frontal lobe and posterior glands, banging into the claustrum of (You)r pons, and he grabs ahold of a little pea, Total Recall style.
He rips it loose like a unripened fig, and as the milky latex bleeds from the tear, (You)r psyche drifts into a psychedelic shitstorm!
This is because the wound erupted in a rupture of a glandular cumshot; onto the inner lining of (You)r sphenoidal cavity and olfactory nerve endings.
Since (You)R OWN ENDOCRINES are totally LIPID soluable, it's like (You) Tony Montana'd a small anthill of 'good-times' with (You)r ex, the one that genuinely loved (You) and cuddled the best.
The same 'ex' that WARNED (You) about hanging out with those shady artsy-fartsy types, THAT OUT OF ALL PEOPLE, SEEM TO UNDERSTAND (You) THE MOST! [kek * ♾]
(You) want MK?
(You) qunt handler the AimQayn!
So today is it day is it really more then what meets the eye when (You)'re constantly looking in the direction that is facing every bad decision (You) could ever possibly make. What's worse is that no matter how hard someone tries there will always be another reason to make things even shittier .
I was always told, that if I’m feeling lonely, or down, or depressed, or ‘comfvefe-trapped,’ that I should express myself via some form of creativity. I feel like I am only perpetually teasing my soul with strife that any normally sane man, would’ve given in by now. The thing is, and I’ll be as upfront as I can, with discretion, this is where men & women are truly tested of their might. Yet, may I please share, explicitly, what I am feeling, on the realest level I can convey through text.
-inhales deeply and slowly-
I have never felt so alone in my whole life. Not the regular alone, that everyone feels from time to time. Not the ‘trapped in a well and no one can hear me’ alone either; just dissociation at it’s finest. Alienation just doesn’t compare. Everyone I know, every one I have felt safe around, everyone I love has been whittled down to approximately 2 - 3 people, at best. Four if (You)’re counting myself.
As a male, I have put myself through a tribulation per se, whether it be caused by my own actions of influence on this great fabric of reality, or by some group of dismembered hidden hands, weaving endless plots of woes, only to be unraveled at the very last second, right before it’s theoretical impact; which yes, prevents the actual blow to my psyche and life, but I still have to witness, experience, and endure it’s traversal towards me, at beyond break neck speeds. To put it bluntly, I can’t fucking stand it.
I wish I had someone to hold, and embrace.
Yes, there is always my canine companions, who keep me company in my most lowly states, but I yearn for the touch of a human. Preferably female and around my age. I do have a person in mind, but I just can’t seem to get a hold of them. I guess it’s for a good reason, even if I don’t see how or why…yet maybe that’s the reason. Perhaps me, simply knowing, ANYTHING, could cause loved ones harm in some way, unbeknownst to me.
Yet, if that isn’t true, and I hope nothing about the two of us is ~~fucked up~~ cumpromised in any way! and we are stricken with the worst case of combined and collective paranoia between two people, then I banish it.
I BANISH ALL THAT KEEPS US APART!
There, I said it.