On May 25, 1:06 pm, "D.Nada" <D.N...@NoSpam.group> wrote:
> Unfortunately for the rest of you, I *still* have nothing meaningful to
> say. But you're reading on anyway. What a waste of time. You would have
> thought that you would have stopped by now. No? Time's a wasting. How
> much more of this can you take? Wow, that much? Who would have guessed?
that is kind of quick to judgement yes?... perhaps for most of us this
is a balance... temple time... and practical time where the daily
grind and work gets done... i for one use this place for three
purposes...
first and foremost, as a vent... if you do not find an appropriate
place of release, the sorts of energies i work with every day will
simply eat you up... rot you inside to out... these are very
destructive forces and if they get to you, if that Jew input catches a
nail on its way in, you will destroy yourself...
next. in the real world... not one is listening any more... here, it
allows me to give the full explanation before you decide to jump... in
most cases... most people, the feeble minded as you say, are too
immature, to under developed, runts... ranging in years from oldest to
youngest... the are indoctrinated... conditioned.. programed things
and it is disgusting and disgraceful when you see it... they use their
own children from the time they can speak to insult people... after
all what are you going to do...
finally, to teach...
<snip here the rest is just venting or... instructions below...>
like this example... two weekends ago, a friend of mine asked me to
get him some weed. i agreed since he shares it with me which goes a
long way to relieve the pain in my neck which, sadly, is not pain pain
like suffering much to the Jews delusion, more like a clogged sinus or
a small cyst that restricts movement but is stretched out every
morning yoga class... it just helps... anyway... he tells me on sunday
to set up his deal... so i do. it is for tuesday. it was the long
weekend and he, good advice, does not have a pin...
so, on the way, i show up on monday... doodle doodle doodle... and
since we were dry, not even a beer, i thought i would bring over some
kd, tuna and mushroom soup... make a meal and play a few games of
yahtzee... when i get there... he used a dealer, jim, to get his weed.
so, when tuesday came around, i asked if he had the money... he said
no... so... when i said i would show up on tuesday night... and
didn't, he left me on the hook with those guys... you see he lied. he
didn't trust me for whatever reason.
now here is the hook, being a good friend, i also picked him up, on
his request, that dan brown book inferno from the library... it was
due back on thursday... he didn't return it as he said he would... and
when i got there he was like... waaa... waaa... waaa... i still have a
couple of chapters to go... i will pay the fine... and then, you see,
playing, trying to persuade me that he is the good guy, his guilt...
will you go for a weed run... say i said i would... when i got there,
they said... no deal, you disrespected us on tuesday... you can not
come here any more...
that really pissed me off... like i said, it is medicine... so as i
was walking back to his place i added it up...
you see this other guy jim, he says he makes over $20/hour like
harmon... and yet, what a fucking bum man... he never pitches in for
anything and always demands money from harmon which then he plays his
bitch game... harmon gives him $100... he says he will be there on
friday to pay it back, payday, but doesn't show until sunday and then
says... went to prince albert... how much is it that i owe you? $70...
can i borrow another $30... like that you see and harmon always
bends... harmon always ends up buying all the booze... the pool, the
wings, the pints... i mean don't get me wrong, harmon is a very
generous guy... but is that enough...
i do not take from harmon, and the first chance we three get together,
it is always a game of harmon trying to get jim to fight me... but
with it of course because i do not take any threat lightly and stay
for the follow through... hasn't happened yet... so friday passes...
the book is not returned... now it is saturday... the book is not
returned... my fines are going up... see the difference here between
money and just good old fashioned friends... such a simple thing and
he will not do it...
harmon usually comes over today but i am betting he won't... you see,
i have borrowed a little money before when things come up... but i
have always paid it back and never more than $50...
so i look at this situation and say you know, jim abuses that man's
generosity and i openly share everything i have... a trade you see,...
jim whines about me and yet, the last few weekends he shows up with
harmon for the meal and games... but never chips in... harmon lets me
over each day after work for a couple of smokes, sometimes a beer... i
do all the errands you see... out of a six pack... we play a few
games, i go to the store and on weekends he comes over and i cook him
an first class home cooked meal... a trade off... friendship and
fellowship...
so i decided fuck it... i am going to give myself a treat... exactly
what jim does... went and had a nice supper... doing what jim does
week in and week out... so you see, i am not a bully and now harmon
wants to punish me... what hypocrite... what a loser... and he will
give me the whole story when i pay him back, as i always have, on
time, when i get paid... how it is not about the money but trust and
respect... really plays it up you see... but i do not feel guilty...
it is an experiment you see... it entertains me...
and here is the best part... before i met harmon he was a bum...
jobless, street guy, kicked out and banned from a lot of bars... and a
chronic gambler... i have watched lose $100 in half an hour to a
VLT... see the irony here? and i helped him get going, up, cleaned up,
working all the way up to getting him a nice nest egg to get his teeth
fixed... so you see, i did not take advantage of him... i built him...
like i do with everyone that takes the time to get to know me... got
him off the sauce... now it is moderation... got him out of the bar
and the gambling... and then jim comes along and is draining his nest
egg away, gets him back in the bar, gambling.. fighting... you know?
so i decided, and you can help me too... to say yeah gee harmon, i
couldn't go back to the place your burned on tuesday so i had to wait
to go to the other place on friday... and as i was crossing the
bridge, i recognized an unmarked car... too many times... so i took a
skip to the phone and made a call to my lawyer and sure enough... i
was busted the next minute holding your weed... got charged for
possession... spent the night in jail and would have been there until
monday morning if i had not called my lawyer... not out of it yet,
still have to face the judge for the court date monday morning...
that is how spells work as an example... since i do not know any of
you and none of you know me or are here... it is not really
bitching... more like... that is what it looks like... magick and
counter-magick... of course now that i have spoken of it... zen can
not be spoken of in advance... i won't do it... see Nada? this is how
this place helps...
unless of course he tries to lay some sort of guilt trip on me... and
then, now Nada, as you see... the entire explanation with counter
measures are rehearsed... it is called being prepared...
Lucifer