I discovered, during the previous post, that a make-believe character bearing no resemblance to anyone living or dead has been making threats to kill, right here in the presence of my online home. Where anything happens…
including P . A . I . N
Some nutter has used my password. When your brain has no firewall or privacy, and the whole town is reading your mind, dang it not again! the passwords are the first to go. It looks like it isn’t just me who has fell victim to some nutter from school with a homosexual crush. I thought I’d drop by and leave my 2 cents here. Everyone else seems to be using it for a chat.
I’ve notified the scriptural consultant who said clear it up yourself. He reads the blog and tries to clear up the typos which trolls who have access to my watchwords routinely insert in order to damage my reputation.
So here goes.
Nobody on here condones or promotes physical violence.
Not everyone who writes under my name on here is actually me.
I’m a pessimist who hasn’t slapped a bitch up in over two weeks.
P A I N does not exist in this dojo.
I know several people who are equipped to write on this blog. We write any old turd, because we are a subsection of [clones & siblings] who are going through the same experience. There are more of us than we would have yourself believe. That’s why I talked to my sister the other week. We all meet online, where else do you think we get along, in a big white mansion?
Our anger raises with the crème sometimes. It’s difficult being us. We are heavily oppressed. But we have beauty in TEAMS. We belong, if not to each other, to the grand scheme of a collective consciousness, but only a beautiful one, to which some hardcore nutcases are omitted, because they refuse to tolerate beauty.
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