Part 7 and 8 of Psycho Barbarian, the hardest parts

Part 7:

Crime and Humanity, as in War and Peace, followed by
Comedy and Death as in War and Peace, part 3. Death.
And Psycho. Part 4. There cannot be anything more. Part
5. Except this. I think so. Pardon my brain. After that life narrows
to a federal law limiting juggling in the streets to
one juggling ball, only with one hand, but very good
at that. Jugglers protested, but you know federalism.
Juggling with one ball still entertains people, they
say. The self-portrayed unlimited limits. Kids are
asking him for doing two balls or three. But he says:
Sorry, the laws does not allow it. So as that, jugglers
eventually disappear from the streets, and fascist
extremism takes full prime initiative, not seeing
they chased away all life. They say jugglers with three
balls are not paying attention to the people walking
in the street and may bump into people or scare them
with balls in the air, so this law gives passage to
both jugglers and walkers, and that this legislation
is well thought and as such are always passed in the
senate. There can be no compromises on who is the boss,
and any other compromise would give the idea that this
country could turn into Canada and stuff, so it's always
clear what the idea is, and what the boss wants, here
in Colorado. And the rest is public milishia, joining
the will. And the force, that, doesn't know what it's
doing. It just wants 'that', because it's good. And let
everybody fear. Keep people in fear! Gattaca! Beware!
Brain programming is bad. Since the ball high in
the air can trigger a sudden scare among the people,
the ball can only pass a few inches above the shoulder
when thrown from behind the back and caught in the front
by the same hand, may be balanced on the top of the head
as seals do, and various performances can presume in
public in 'civilized forms', and those who oppose will
inevitably learn to face the murderous nature of highest
power and the character of the American people and
their common will. I don't like it. I don't like keeping
fear and being a nosy sniffvirus in everything and
all things seen as bad, when they are just ordinary things.
And ordinary things are not seen as ordinary in this
part of the world and are religiously saught out and blamed
relentlessly. You know it's true. You know, resolution 38547,
everybody knows. Duh, Americans know that. All good citizens
know that. Vote for it, vote for it, you know it's good.
Basically a law that allows killing black people. This sentiment
still applies in 2007, pretty heavily actually. But it is also
the white people who ban the highly popular N word everywhere
and fine people who use that word as part of comedy as
they fined Howard Stern with 750 thousand dollars. He now
makes that in a Day. The top two Google executives make over
5 million in a day, but I didn't make the exact Bill Gates
calculations of how software can be used in it's core controlling
means over the world population. At least you know, there is a
history in these things that remind of dark pasts and are combined
with sci fi elements of dark futures where all are watched
and niggerized in federal-state minded pet projects that
reach out on world scales and charge more for an operating
system than what the average man on the planet makes in a year.
Monopolies still want growth, and for them growth means raising
prices and tolling the population, either financially and
exclusively as Microsoft with a hard to acquire Apple, or,
you know. Let me explain, HHhheheh. That's like a slime thing.
HHhheheh. You have to read it very slow. HHhheheh. Shlimes
are what psychos call their victims, a way of using N word
in all connotations. HHhheheh. They can't take it. One is
supposed to remain their toy, in their Google pet project, at
all times. You shlime. You no there. I there, you there, as
my shlime. Inconodation to say HHhheheh to a psycho and it comes
with three years of being followed and life reminded in psycho
world of whose who in this world, Summa or not. You kind of
slowly poke someone in the chest with a finger and giant
magnified glasses and say: Excuse me, HHhhehehe and like
a slime, and the poking with the finger with his blind eyes
is really strong and he comes close and does that in the chest
and almost hurts. HHhheheh. You know, you still see street
performances in places like Canada, where they are still very
many. In big government ideologies where all things are
highly regulated, there is no free spirit in, in, you know.
One has to go through a lot of processes or seek a circus.
Big brother knows that street performers spend their money
on whores anyway and are tied to all those crime organizations
in Nevada and that type of show business, and they shouldn't
bring those types of ideas to Colorado, because, one must
respect the, the, respect of high power, that decides matters
of belonging, and belonging takes a must mentality. It's the
stuff that Germany is into as well. Each one must subliminate
to a group, and as that controlled by higher power that all
must live for in a black and white ordinance. Basically what
intellectuals might call 'people are sheeps' in such places
and they are forms of slaves that they feel they must become
as voters representing their interests, however I never
voted, and don't believe in a must belong to a power
organization idea. I lived as a stateless citizen for 10
years and found it nice and wondered if the whole would would
ALLOW themselves to open the borders from religious and racist
extremisms, I could be like a Beatles fan whose albums were
burned in the 1970's in this part of the world, something
that is characteristic of this part of the world to religiously
hate things that are not in accordance with the will of the
government as highest power and brain in Washington with it's
wars of signifying this highest most importance that takes
pride in it's world leadership through totalitarian landscaping
projects that once Ceausescu decided to try and was wiped
out for in Romania. "brain in Washington" Brain and Washington
significance, dude.

You can still balance a ball on your forehead, like a seal.
There is many things one can do with a ball, as long as the
rules are not broken. These laws exist so foreign tourists
as topless Europeans can be raided and arrested by the hundreds
on given happy governmet leadership days and fine them with
500 dollars bail. Welcome to America. They have these laws
so people can be arrested for general activities, but defies
the purpose and defiant it shall stand, unable to juggle with
one ball but has it all planned.

Police officer: "I say you touched the ball with the other hand."

Me: "But it was, just for a moment. I lost balance. I had to
reach out with the other hand." (as I am taken away) "It was
just for a moment! These things happen with juggling! Common
officer!"

Arrested for five counts of public disturbance.

In other countries you just go out to the street, play music,
do whatever you want, but times are changing everywhere as the
West wants to be a big government. Prostitutes. Of course it's
for the prostitues. Right back in the streets. It's the way
it is. And they set those laws so they can have people sending
death threats to those who disturb, and do not respect to what
is being severely and most importantly excercized in a lawful
society who live for the rule of law of citizenry and they
can be Republicans or Democrats as long as rule of law is
standard, but explain that to tourists who are not welcome
as they bring severe flaws and ideas to a valneurable American
society led by Bush.

I dedicate this part to a Swedish Ph.D student in Colorado
Springs who held a seminar on what she sees can be improved
in the United States politically at University of Colorado,
Colorado Springs and the KKK rushed in wearing men in black
uniforms and wires in their ears and sent everybody home
claiming it is a matter of national security. This was in
the 1990's in
a University at Ph.D levels. KKK, CIA, whichever.
And of course years later came the big Bush invasion leaving
80-90 percent of Arabs thinking negatively of Americans in
a war described as racial intolerance and big brother puke
of ignoring culture by a primitive racial madness that only
knows to dictate and feed citizen policing and keep fear
in all regards until one day they awake in a calm and beautiful
Morning and realize, basically they are safe, as safe a person
can be in regards to life expectencies. That racial intolerance
shouldn't be the number one national priority in all priorities
of policing the streets and erecting no cruising laws around
wealthier places, even if such a place is a giant official
city, it inherits big brother laws and restricts entry to
those who have no clear driving destination and purpose.
Giant laws they call American laws and these mentalities
are paraded with flags, but I don't like it. Einstein gets
on a bike and goes cruising, and he gets arrested. They say
no, he wouldn't, but, but, don't you see? What would Einstein
think?

Einstein: I have a clear purpose. I know everything. I went
to observe some ants on a hill.

Of course they don't arrest those who live in such giant suburb
cities.

This is a black community, this is a white community. In the city
I live, 97 percent of people are white, and there is a sign at
the entrance of this suburb: Welcome to the pride of Colorado.

White pride, get it? When I moved in here American people at
my work told me: Good luck in Highlands Ranch.

I wrote a letter in 2003 to the city I live in having had 70
thousand residents at the time, an official city, and I complained
of an official city owner. The CIA was all over me after that.
I was disgusted that a city can have a person labeled as
city owner. The city has a government, also private, and he
has decisions as city owner in all matters of the city's pet
project development. The CIA said they were following me because
I wrote that if this would happen in Europe, that a city full
of culture and history would fall into the hand of an owner,
that Europeans would probably start world war, that such things
are not allowed. After communicating with the CIA, I got the
impression that all they were hearing and seeing in me was that
I was a cannibal, not human rights activist in any forms,
a cannibal who eats people and one who wants world war and
was portrayed as highly dangerous and must be followed for
national security reasons. Later I found John Lennon too had
similar people following him around in government cars in
the 1970's and John Lennon was declared a national threat
by the US government for his songs and other ideas that were
inconsistent with the American, primarily religious character,
and I realized that time is completely stopped in the USA
basically a very long time ago, that the same things that
governed this country in the 1970's are governing it today
where a racial orientation over-rides all other events in the
world, and the hippies were a large uprisal, generally seen as
people who don't want to follow the rules set out by the American
power, whose government at the time wiretapped even Democratic
leaders' offices, for which Nixon resigned having seen running
a dirty corrupt administration.

Today Bush cannot be arrested for illegal wiretaps, as all
wires are now not needed and people cannot sue the US government
any more as John Lennon did for illegal wiretapping. All
evesdropping is automated now through phone companies. There
is no need for a CIA agent to go to someone's home and leave
wires around. Since the 1970's, the US government now has
full access to listen to any phone calls through phone companies.
Phone companies lease out tens of thousands of lines to the
government and the government can use those lines to listen
in to phone calls that are conducted though that phone company.
Europe and countries around the world are also advancing in
telephone systems that are able to allow access by American
spies who under Bush want access to all phone calls in the
world in the convenience ground of the US national property.

Wiretapping occurs today as it was in the 1970's, except it
happens on very mass scales in comparison, as technologies now
allow tapping all people at once and nobody can find wires and
sue the US government any more. Such measures give unprecedented
power to Bush, and of course, who is the hungry psycho, Democrats
or Republicans? I say Democrats are more inclined for power
and Gestapo, because Democrats are Gestapos, only they don't say
it, and Republicans do. Europe does it too, all American phone
calls are listened to. When you get used to it, you don't mind,
you know you are in a Gattaca world and telephone systems here
need to adapt to something Google long invented.

Google is special as it portrays an anti-government idea
in the United States, so it splits opinion, but generally
between the lesser and more educated. We think of piracy as
a thing that was good in many regards in the past, when
people copyied music onto casettes from albums and there
was life, and things didn't have to be so strict. Now copyright
signals are embedded in DVD-s, CD-s, and government and
the music industry arrests small people for piracy for downloading
free music online, fines them 200 thousand dollars for one album.

In that regard Google is special, and a hero as the whole
music thing seems dead with lack of enjoyment.

The idea of a music collection on tapes copied from friends is
gone, though iPod is around, and all music is stored in a computer
in a 1sound-transformed digital MP3, I don't carry a computer
around for music, but rappers had the boom boxes on their
shoulders, not long ago. Of course the big government is
against the little things and for the big ones. And Democrats
are supposed to be for the little ones but can't do much against
the big ones, nobody can. The idea was not around in the 1980's
and 1990's, that if someone copies music he could be fined
$200 thousand dollars. And Google is right in the center of
this story, with a cool twist as described in the next part.




Part 8:

I have a Summa Cum Laude, I would not buy any of what they
do. What they do is a blackmailing psychotic crime against
humanity.

Google, collect information on your mother. You know what that
means. How does one even protest a psycho?

The thing that comes up is Orwell. Repression. Big brother.
Civil liberties. Supreme court. Crimes against humanity.

Google go collect information on your mother! Forget Saddam,
arrest Google, then Bush.

If people would be nice, some sort of European stereotypical
people of late 20th century...

Then an Orwell camera mind of psycho and madness pervased
wouldn't be a problem. Google by far is growing to become
the largest company in the world: the big eye of the world.
Horror.

This call may be recorded. (Google: everybody is recording
them, ha ha ha) No please, not big brother!

New message by US companies when calling companies for customer
service. This call will be recorded for government purposes.
Options: To proceed with this call, press one. If you are a
terrorist, please hang up now! Otherwise stay on the line.
You are subject to a terrorist verification. You will be
prompted to sign up for a password, one needed for accessing
each telephone number. In a security world, please remember
to report any suspicious telephone activities and please be
aware of the telesadist problem. One can never know when there
is a telesadist on the other end of the line. We are working
hard to protect all citizens on the telenet. Also remember
Google records all phone calls for marketing reasons, but you
have the option to contact Google's customer service and
have calls you do not wish archived removed upon your special
request. Welcome to Google. Google now requires you to use
a special password to all phone calls you make.

But I don't want a password, I just want to use the phone. Isn't
this like fascists have no limits in controlling the world?
This environment was seen in the fil Gattaca. A fascist federation
runs all matters of the public and rides above it in building
forcing security into all things. People clean their keyboards
from hair follicles to prevent a DNA check. A world of ultra-
supremacy. One that lives today and excercized as that world
online. People are made to believe there is no other way
but to be submitted. There can be no government on the Internet,
and this is the price. A blind zone where all are subjects to
DNA verification if they want to succeed in life and all are
in it. 85 percent of employers admitted to using hidden cameras
on their workers. Gattaca!

The same way when Google went on to copy 15 million international
books from libraries in 2005, they originally expected copyright
owners to come forward and cancel books from their library by
calling in to their unresponsive customer service and cancel
their book from Google reserving rights to profit from them.
6 major publishing companies sued Google in 2005, one of them
is a European publishing giant, but no human is smart enough to
argue Google's situation and the court cases went unresolved for
over 2 years now. Common, it's just a federal beaurocracy, one
we associate to the future in science fiction literatures, one
with tendencies of immense repressions toward the society.
Repressoholic fascism has no limits. But they are by all means,
beatable. As most people, anywhere. Even the United States is
beatable, regardless that it has military power that one hundred
times overwhelmes the rest of the world's military power. If it
comes to that, George Bush will have to accept being arrested for
war crimes and possibly executed. These days humanity has power.
Accept it or manipulate it as Google for a while through sadistic
repression. One touts that power. One thinks of humanitarian aid
delivered to third world countries. Bush touts all others and
wants to outsmart all. But there is such a power. A power that
does not consist of just Christian people wanting to help people
in third world countries, the same Google in the masses when
taking away all of humanity's literature for a profit interest.
It is some sort of power I would describe as being a hostage
and negotiate against repression, and while there is such a
power, one that disagrees with Bush's touting of any other
competitive strenth that could deal with a situation, this power
is based on quick understanding and with quick understanding
comes Quick Understanding Institutes if this power. Anyone
can call in to these institutes, and ask for a quick understanding.
That's all it takes. A lot of people of power can call in and
ask for a Quick Understanding. It is what's formed this power.
A telephone and a Quick Understanding operative on the other
line. Often when I don't feel well, I run to a phone booth and
ask for a Quick Understanding: "Doctor, " (the people who work
there have the Dr. in front of their names) "Doctor, I don't feel
well, all this world of power, I need a quick understanding!"

Doctor at the Quick Understanding Institute replies: "I understand."

Me: "You do! Wow, I feel so much better, this Quick Understanding
thing really works! Thank you doctor!"

Doctor: "You are very welcome."

And my day changes and I am ready for an interview at Google,
I even changed my name to hip jazzy Booglebush Bangladesh,
with Google written all over me, only a letter difference from my
interviewer's name at Google whose name is Booblebush Bangladesh,
and seek a way of life in Gattaca! Mr. Booblebush is some German
citizen and immigrant originally from Pakistan, however they didn't
hire me, so I felt bad, went and changed my name to Coalmonster,
just Coalmonster. Speculated if it should be Coal Beast with two
names. I went to a telephone booth and asked for another Quick
Understanding:

"Doctor, I really need a Quick Understanding. I've been feeling
dark, very dark, so dark it felt my skin was made of coal.
I sat in the darkest spot in a movie theater and felt anger
arising as red beaming from the coal all over my body. I think
I need a quick understanding."

Doctor: "I understand."

Me: "I don't know how you do it, but thank you, thank you
doctor, this Quick Understanding thing really works. Wow,
I feel so much better, thank you doctor!"

Doctor: "Any time"





Google: I would not.

Me: Oh, I do not fit the profile of the hard-core.


Google in his head with a Booglebush threat psycho immensity: That's
right!


Only women can make it in as infiltrators. My sister was hired at
Google.


A Google employee: We are actually much nicer, we take dogs to work.
It is pretty liberal here. It is anything but black suits, Agent
Smith outware, black ties at all business meetings. Come to think
of it there are no business meetings that I can remember of.


So why I wouldn't be hired? Would I hire a Google fanatic? Would
there
be a lie behind a smile, should I make a possessive look and smile,
like an old dog laughing? It's us and them, we can be bad. We can spy
and come up with spy tools and feel in pervasion against the world,
then learn the Google ethics of the company represented in the words
of Google's customer service, sharing a Ron L. Hubbard mindset of
referring to the masses as hearts and souls and those serving them
wear white robes behind the keyboard, making 20 dollars a day and
working 18 hours a day.


Should I feel bad that this company confiscated humanitarian assets
criminally, robbed 15 million international books worth 153 billion
at the least criminally without checking for copyright, while
remembering that stolen works of arts is actually crimes against
humanity. Copyrights on all those books mean there is a business
owner and profiting is not allowed from those works, while the
works were clearly confiscated for profit, or better saying, for
Google profit sharing, marketing.


"No." - the voice repeats. "No, I wouldn't hire you."


Are you that familiar with psychos? Is it written all over them that
they are one of the people who would stay here for a long time and
would be able to fit in to the world of inquisition. What do I need
to do to look like a psycho. I think it's the way one looks, it's
not something he can change. People relate personality to appearance.
From psychos they stay away. So I must be not highly interactive,
quiet, but open eyes that I feel I am invited.

Serving the hearts and souls. Language and style acquired for a few
years in 2001. Do no evil. Then the customer service adapted a cold
style. Too many complainst, too many angry customers. Need to
automate all customer service issues, let users answer all questions
of other users. Many companies with business issues couldn't get
through. Some now call Google the world's most arrogant company,
but this arrogance demands power. Now a city is growing in
Mountain View, California, the main building reminds of the wide
Kremlin. Not a person coming in or out during business hours. The
streets are guarded by guards walking the sidewalks. This is the
Kremlin, man. He is supposed to have a long coat and machine guns,
perhaps walking and eating an apple. No, the security guy is some
commando. Most companies have security inside, here one finds a
silent and wide wide and tall, like 5, 6, 7 story tall building,
depends how close you go to it.

I expected smaller buildings, more techie. Yes, I stopped by. I
walked in as a tourist. I asked for a restroom. When I said I was
a tourist, the man at the front desk opened his eyes, just as a
man would in the Kremlin when an unwelcome person appears. I am
sure he warned all security. No access to the restroom, you must
leave immediately. Out!

The restroom was 10 meters away, visible from where I stood.


No human contact of any kind with outsiders. He thought I was an
insider, so he was smiling at me at first. A lot of dudes with
flirky hair work in Google. A lot of Lotus cars outside, must
have been given out at one time as a Christmas bonus.

In Microsoft, going to a bathroom is not a problem to one who visits
the campus.

Actually I came for an interview, and I need to use the bathroom. My
interview is in the next building over there but I spilled something
on my Booglebush.

On your what?


My Booglebush is a threat psycho. Can I use the restroom or what.

Of course, it is right over there, you can't miss it.


Then you go outside, and you stick up a protest sign.


I remember MCI, we only had 4 thousand people, and business people
were in and out all day at the front entrance, and I complained that
this environment is too quiet, too isolated for me. I worked next to
people for a year and didn't know their names. Just some guy on the
other side of the cube. The main entrance of Google. Let Drakula
descend in silence and fight Kuanu Reves from Matrix. It's the
fucking
Matrix.


Google buildings, Internet giant:

This one is designed by Larry Page:
http://www.bnuep.com/un_pic/images/jxl010.jpg


To me it reminds me of this music, where my AI (what was it called)
drives by talking.


It's horrible what psychos can do so cold-bloodedly.
http://www.geocities.com/gmbajszar/sounds/iKEY_mp3_45.mp3


Reminds me of the War Memorial in Korea:
http://img373.imageshack.us/img373/6012/warmemo5kj.jpg


I don't know who this guy is, I made a quick photo.
http://web.simmons.edu/~asist/news/2006/i/030806b.jpg


I can argue: Simply put, if copyrighted materials make in on Google
Groups, who is responsible? The general idea is that threads expire
and go away after a month of it's last use, or maybe two weeks for
some other servers, I've seen newsgroup readers that kept messages
only for a week after it's last contribution. The thing to erect a
monument and profile all as big brother, create an environment that
*all are watched is mentally ill, in that sense*. Google sees
money in that, and other products like Streetview reflect
a big brother disorder. Big brother remind of times of great systems
not caring of anything but of their own militarily driven
dominations,
characteristics of the mid-20th century and of later communisms,
socialisms till the late 80's, as well as Stalin the great, some
things lived as great and as that, you know, things were
characteristic of people having zero worth in general and
government being big and people are watched and the polit-buro
is busy. A dictatorial eye set on the landscape of politics,
people become watched, and things are not what human rights would
believe as normal. Human rights is something of an existence these
days. A mindset seen in military dictatorships, people are followed.
This monumental mentality becomes a stalking giant, present still in
many of today's cultures as a repressive and closed-minded machine
of power sitting relentlessly on the society.

Sure there is a difference between: militarily repressing and psycho-
pervasion and blackmail. Yet human rights does clearly define aspects
of criminal inquiery of arts as humanity as crimes against humanity.
Pervasion of piracy can get one that and does represent that madness
in regards to taking possession as a criminal quality playing role as
a psychopathic illness. Criminal possession is the tendency of
psychopaths. In Austria a 10 year old girl was kidnapped and held
in a tiny dark place deep beneath his home for 8 years until one
day she escaped. A possessing nature of control plays dictatorial
qualities in our history. These are people in power for money who
are deranged.


The long possession of policies over North Korea by it's leader, and
policies mean everything at Google. An energy that comes in with
a tendency for long possessions and it aims to keep that power.

Criminals. Stalking money. Not piracy money. Stalking money. We stand
it because we stand it. Computers came, this is one of the fashions,
to learn about technology and find out things.

So, that's a no.

He yells up and I am just hearing a mirror image of myself.



Arrest the president for blackmail!

He must be removed on grounds of racist crimes of stalking (revenge).
We hate stalkers. In days of slavery some had only blackmailing
bravery.
The Iraq war started as a scheme of revenge. Don't lie to me, you.
President Bush met with the families of the WTC victims of the first
anniversary at Ground Zero, and he promised them revenge for Osama's
crime. Did you know, The next day the president used the 9/11
anniversary and declared war against Saddam. The war was declared
on grounds of revenge against Osama's crime. Welcome to history.
The corruption was not on grounds of did President Bush have rights
to
declare war against a country that stood in a state of war between
Iraq and the United States. To any intelligent person the corruption
laid in the blackmail of human culture, the war became instantly a
pet project in Bush's hands with dilirious circumstances. The
circumstances felt by George Soros split humanity and culture
(he called it us and them), and the intrusion was felt too deep
in violating human rights and Democracy and human culture. Bush's
fantasy split races, for example now 80-90 percent of Arabs think
negatively of Americans as a result of the Iraq war. Racism was
created in such magnitudes that Osama could have never dreamed
of such hate.

Osama became an insignificant element in this picture. The
American brutality became so harsh that all the world feels
negative sentiment toward the United States and it's power in
the hands of radical extremism and humanitarian blindness.
President Bush acts as a witchburning threat psycho, unable
to move away from an eye for eye face to face revenge-driven
mentality that reminds of the KKK raids. We are not eye for eye.
We are cold. The acts against humanity is blackmail stalkosis
by stirring racism and arrogance world wide, disrupting life,
setting skin against skin in criminal racist conditions dictated
by President Bush. He must be immediately removed, I say as of
9/13/2002.

Me: Hence you are not hiring me, I would like to share of a
story of stalking revenge. I can see that you saw through my
soul in this interview. Two men, in an American car factory
attacked a Chinese immigrant with baseball bats and killed him
when they lost Jobs to Japanese car competitors. In court they
were seen as patriotic Americans and their revenge leading
to murder was not seen as a problem and they were let free of all
charges and were cleared of their crime. What reminds me of this
story
is that the President declared war based on revenge and a certain
aptitude he calls Passionate Conservative, a gut person of his own
cause leading to violence that creates more racism and misjustice and
crimes against humanities in regards to racist crimes of intolerance
than it does good in humanitarian considerations. Blackmail, ahem,
totalitarian invasion driven by intolerance, intolerance that reminds
of Austin Texas where now there is riot police present wearing black
uniforms, an old place where the KKK is found in it's spirit of
fascist stalking of the masses. All people deserve to go out after a
hard week's work without being watched. Party with a dictatorship,
and
such parties are loud in Texas. The riot police are not allowed to
talk to people and await special government orders to attack the
crowd. The place reminds of the last days of Ceausescu's Romania
where
government came out to enforce Ceausescu's rule of law. A mentality
taken to the extreme, controls government and power, forces racist
conditions on citizens and ignores racist crimes committed in court
by
citizens. By white citizens who look as one of us. George Soros wrote
millions of letters to Americans about this subject he referred to as
us and them, or white racism style revenge misused in power to
blackmail humanity in old Southern ways.

Threat psychos who use arrogance as vicious tool of control, playing
empire, following Gestapo games and murderous logic of naming
their victims in the eyes of all in barbaric ways, a life style
that lives among killers these days and not under Hitler's world
as a collective, yet militantly voting for Bush and super-capitalism
and adoring Google's big brother eye over minds where people
can be... the world is not ready yet for this actually.

Basically While the world was there, I was here.

Interviewer: Well, as I said, Google is not interested. I don't think
I have any more questions, for you.

Me: Do you understand that you are terrorizing somebody? Why run a
dark
stalking operation? Sure, we all rely on Google. Even I, a writer. We
all
rely.


Google interviewer on the way out:

Always say something different after 'in days of slavery'. 'In days
of slavery the situation was the same' is my favorite curse against
Booglebush, the threat psycho of power and addiction (to some form
of perverted slavery and manipulation, and to nothing else, "the
pervasion of the 20th century and bewulf of power', given rights of
sniffvirus, but love of a more cultish-driven nature, Japanese in a
way, a world of no theft, or suspicion, a lovely cult is the solution
to all evil. Bewulf of dangerous hackers, do not trust their Summa
Cum Laude, plus it has a bad word there in the middle, ha ha ha.
Evil slimes out of that different educational background that
sneek up on property of Godly peace among life that would be possible
as that old fashioned Samurai who is to be the one.

He sings up: "What do you mean I am the one? But that kid is not my
son."

He continues: Mr. Sniffvirus, carrying his own curse of religion,
dispizing all hackers, an untrusting mind of a sniffvirus corporation
like our Google committing crimes of blackmail but not seeing our
crimes
of totalitarian slavery, or that ancient barbaric concept is secret
and those mentioning it are severely punished. Fear lives in our
case. Mr. Booglebush Sniffvirus Bangladesh doesn't see his own
blackmail just as George Bush doesn't see his own racism, just as
our Google doesn't see our own crimes against humanities in all
ideas, where say humanity is confiscated of art, all counted in
pirate money, but here in this world where only personal pirates
are punished as all must serve the boss in barbarism, larger
projects can think differently and freely based on Bush's definition
of freedom where large feet are not to be held accountable. This
is seen in American court systems where crimes by so called good
citizens are not crimes and are let free, be it racist murder of
a Chinese immigrant who was beaten with baseball bats to death
by two American co workers when they lost jobs in the American
car factory to Japanese competitors. The two men were seen as
heroic patriotic Americans in court and were not convicted of
any crimes. Tarnish tavarish PPPC.

Statelessness and federalism, two opposing words. Statelessness
is the most beautiful word, as one should charish the World, that
it can give more than one's crazy home. I lived as a Stateless
Citizen for 10 years. I shall return, home.

Me: You, stateless?

Interviewer: Yes, stateless from this country of Booglebush,
threat nazi stalker politician. I threw away my nationality.
Like Jesus, give up your thrive to build security around your
life and live only for that. Ceausescu sat by his desk, wrote,
outside in the hall stood men by the walls, motionlessly. When
a great leader as Ceausescu's only interest is matters of
security, he is pretty much a dictator. I, am free. I am not
the worshipper. I am real. I have taught. And my Judas,
Booglebush Sniffvirus Bangladesh did not perceive my life
as anyone's concern, but a shlime! I am real in an old
shlimy shlogan, twonny shiksh pagesh of proof that I am a
hacker! Take me away with security. Hm. What security?



Interviewer continues: I shall walk to my destiny in this world
of barbarism, upon which my spirit shall return for a million
years. I went to Betlehem, and found millions like myself
convincing people that Jesus has become alive through them. They
were taken to mental institutions with their grasp of spirituality
that changed their sight of a sense of Godly presence. A common
situation in Betlehem among tourists, to walk to the city where
Jesus died by Roman forces. But the Jews were there after Pontius
Pilate, a Roman ordered execution of Jesus in court, for
laundering, a thief, jew, a criminal, a slime. It is just
something we all want deep inside. Something shared, and
blinded eyes, driven by barbarism force eradication for a prize.
Extortion, stalking, barbaric interests of law, and big government,
a way split aside between Lennon and giant powers, powers to force
security by all means barbarically and blinded to racism,
dictatorship
returns to power, a human evolution set back to ancient times
superstitiously, ridiculously, and course-takingly barbarically.
God give me my powers, and let them just die in shame, I know
you are a pervert, God.

He looked up toward the sky outside of the building: "What do
mean I am the one, but-that-kid is not my son." -- Billy
Jeans, famous singer.

He looked back down: You know what I used Google for, since
all things are archived till eternity? I begged people in a
million years to come and pick me up in a time machine.
They didn't. Now I beg for this. In days of slavery, some
had only blackmailing bravery, have you ever thought of that?
It was nice meeting you. Oh. You can get nailed, fried online.
It can happen because of Google, it can happen because of other
places.`

Me: End it now.

Interviewer: Agent times. Come to the dark side. One day.
I end it now.

Me: Have a nice day. (hearing evil laugh in the mind.)

He returned to the building singing Billy Jeans.

I walked by a bush, passed by a security guard walking
the sidewalk and stepped inside and disappeared with a deep
monster grouling sound that echoed up from deep beneath the bush.
He looked back and I was nowhere. He checked and looked in the
bush, but saw nothing, but heard a growling sound from under ground.
Suddenly his legs were grabbed and he was quickly pulled into
the bush and disappeared in quick moment.

The security guard climbed back up from some dark cave sorts
of place, climbed back up and quickly moves on his hands
and knees out of the bush and stood up. Suddenly it was night
time and the stars were visible. He looked around and he found
himself in place with dark factories everywhere. He went back
to the bush, he used his flashlight and he saw the entry to
under ground where he climbed out of. Instead of returning
to where seconds ago it was daylight and another place, he looked
around, it was some dark street, he decided to stay and
he went to look around. "Hallo! Is there anybody here?" - he
called out.

--

Me, my voice in the dark: "I am here. How close? Here is
a hint: Try to imagine Jim Carrey being nervous and
saying: 'We are THIS close!' My summa cum laude is a cannibal.
It will eat you. Stay away from big bushes, you will be pulled
in by your legs and down to deep caves that are full of bones
scattering like your empire. Don't touch your gun. You must
be an outlaw, seeking discriminative justice at all times.
You wouldn't attack a man with a Summa Cum Laude, would you?
You're the outlaw, you tell me what big brother suggests.
Nicely eating hYOOmans, rotating them on a fire. The
sound of crickets are beautiful tonight. A cannibal with a
Summa Cum Laude does not make a human rights activity any
different than the word activity.


The security guard looks around: "What is this place?
Why don"t you go to the wall where you have your diploma
hung and clean the glass . I think it may not say Summa
cum Laude. Might it say Summa cum Wacko, Suma cum Psycho
or Summa cum Bozo?"

Me: I thought so. You called me names. To come to somebody's
home, and call him names, isn't that is harrassment. If you
go to a University and call somebody a Bozo, you get sued
for harrassment. Did I just hear you calling me a Summa Cum
Bozo? You do it in a bar, you may get your ass kicked. You
do it elsewhere in pervasion, and you may get sued.
4 times you don't get it. The fifth time YOU will, wacko.
What do you say we play a game of lottery. Do you like
lottery?"

Security guard: "Shut up!"

Me: Let me light up a cigarette. I have a summa cum laude,
speak 4 languages and visited 30 countries. I was bullied,
stalked online, followed for years by a stalker. Laughed,
pettied, ridiculed, attacked, molested, and hate crimed.
That is your world. If the man who stalked me would have
been American, he would be in jail. Not fun. They let you
out of Psych Ward long enough to to launch a frivilous
lawsuit? Crimes against humanity for molestation I think
is what you are doing. Cyber-terrorism. A bit of gas in
the mouth there.

The security guard was wondering: "I think we got a really
crazy man, but what is this place?"

Me: "Good bye"

A gun shot sound followed.

My voice: "World, full of guns and public enemies to
ashame, oh, you are not moving, just a silent event, a
sudden end in virtuality, life's extreme circumstances,
you pick on strangers, I know you did, I saw it in your face,
and you got nailed in virtuality by some quietly talking
professor, whoever he is. What are you thinking?"

I continued: Blood pours out with the beat of the heart from
the center of the forehead. Down falls the man and bounces off
the ground. It is the end, believe it or not, read it! It's all
over. There is no more standing up, another chapter ended
in myserious circumstances, undeniable by a summa cum laude.

You have lost a long time ago, the moment we met, take it,
and you couldn't take it and you can't take it, but look at
you. I better run, the police is coming.

I ran and stopped for a moment but didn't turn back and said:
"I have a summa cum laude, I visited 30 countries, I speak four
languages! I will see you in hell! Dispise is not a good game.
You dispized me!"

And that's when I was shot by the police when I turned back
with that last sentence and was just like him. This feeling.
Cruelty unprecedented, reminds me of...

I whispered to my Summa Cum Laude: "Go... get them summa cum
laude. You know everything about human rights and education,
go get them, it's all you now, and stop burping."

My head fell. Then I raised my head:

"I'm ok!" (another gunshot)


A voice in the dark: "Human rights declares 5 years in jail
for pervasive hate crime driven terrorism online, a
corresponding cyber-terrorism and crimes against humanity.
Not because Bush is a terrorist, but because you engage in
radical pursuit of hate and terrorism online. You can't lie
here. Call me scl. You are deep in it bully boy stalker
from a Saloon in 1802. Militancy is everything?. What will
your mother say? Cyber-terrorist. What will your father say?
It was What will your great grandparents say?

In days of slavery the situation was the same, bully boy Hitler.
You are dealing with me now. Crimes against humanity was
everywhere, and you didn't care.

This is a summa cum laude taking your discriminative coup down
deep roots under ground pulled inside and under a bush into
an opening by your legs, where this summa cum laude will eat
your flesh, here roots were grown miles upon miles from a
single seed formulated by the deepest scientific knowledge
and these roots are huge caves with bones scattered, a place
I come when my master did not need me to feed on the dead
terrorist stalker online who he hates."


"The opening in the bush closed back up and the police found
nothing in the bush, just a body that swooshed there and
disappeared that moment down underground.

A sound: I am not really a human rights activist, I am a
cannibal, I eat people. The only reason I eat people is
because I am a summa cum laude. To me hyoooomans, nature of
sadistic crimes implied by bullyboy using of words, threats,
technology unprecedented. Discriminative technological
implications of crimes and discriminations.

I will now, bring you back to life in my laboratory and
eat you for what you did to my master who gave birth to this
existence where I can exist. techno-criminals of DISCRIMINATION
will get eaten by the most sophisticated aspects imaginable,
now listen to me, those carrying a course of terror, all
eaten by cannibals carrying knowledge of the world, of people,
of humanity, of culture, of criminals of today who will aim
to terrorize without ability to recognize human kind. It
is time to breeth life into this vicious criminal who caused
the death of my master"


Zapping with electricity. Miracle. Heart pumping. HE'S ALIVE!


You can't move now, you are tied up. Good morning
cyber-terrorist, you are like all of them, brainlessness
is in your eyes, look, you opened your eyes, welcome
to the sight of bones laying all around here. Welcome you
hyoooooman ugle of nature, madness of terrorism is firing
your first thought, to seek and kill.

Petiness is eating your soul, fascism is expressed in
terroristic anger to free yourself and once again take a
course of revenge and terrorism WITHOUT revenge and terrorism.
Zap. Just kidding.


Look at yourself. (burp) I am hungry. My master always complained
of me burping excessively. A monster in time, a monster of
imposed cyber-terrorism and pain for my master, games of prison
right and left aimed at the valneurable, by possession, lack
of caring about human rights, only torture crimes of
pervasion, an illness recognized clinically as super-vicious
schizophrenia taking a form of technological criminality, by
possession,
authoritarianism by stalking, immensiating psychology, aspects of
prison games of torture, a victim of choice to see him beg
and experience the fear of the dark side that is not
sympathetic but is a machine of pain that went off course
and threw everything that counts away to seek death and
milishia minded fascism of control as you and the world,
us and them. Eaten as we speak. Feel my fork! Oh Hello master!
it took you a long time. Dinner is all served."

Master and Summa, as of here, master as I walked in, alive,
without any damages: "Yes, I see, you brought him back,
but there is puke coming out of his nose, before we
eat him, you might want to radiate him with two beams of dark
matter energy beams from my summa cum laude science lab, we
gotta clean up his nose, with a gravitational iron ball shower,
ball shower...

At the lab: Ball shower coming from your nose from two beams of
dark matter, how do you like that? Puke it all out, feel the
iron balls pouring out of your nose, you can sniff it but
don't bite it, never seen anything like this coming out of
man's nose, iron ball shower of radical cleaning.

With a cannibal voice, the darkness was tremendous: "Up
your puke coming out of your nose, I want a clean dinner.
Now down to his lungs, vomit is your way to be, cleaned by
a gravitationally induced production of iron balls,
quite a nice vacuum cleaner, nobody wanted to buy it you
know. You can watch movies, remember of old commercials for
vacuum cleaners, you gotta have a brain, and brain washes
with a magnetic iron ball shower. scl, you idiot! Enough
of cleaning. Let's sit down and have dinner. Cyber-terrorism
is a crime against humanity, you looser. Eaten.


Summa: "My master thinks you are a cyber-terrorist you know.
My master is right. He is part of the Summa Cum Laude
Nobel Prize revolutionary front. Call it crazy humanity.
Wacahar!"

Summa burped with that last word.

Master: "I wouldn't say that, of course I am in denial
as I am an icon of perfection in the world of denial.
All those stories about me. Well, allow me to introduce
myself. Meet Summa Cum Laude. Actually I gotta go somewhere.
Remember, crimes against humanity terrorism means something,
perhaps even in your pety criminal head. May jail rob you
from your parents and personal life for your crimes of
cyber-terroristic supremacist chronic madness, dead or
alive! That simple. This is not America. You can't impose
a big brother. You must do things diplomatically and not
through the eyes of a vengeful terrorist psycho. Here, you
are the looser freak and deadly terrorist, cannibal food,
right, aBooglebush?

Summa burped with that last word expressing hunger.

Master: I mean what can one do with a cyber-terrorist, in
his era or out of his era? Life has to go on, so what can
we do? Eat him, lock him up under ground, keep him there
by orders of human rights and international command laws
against cyber-terrorism. We can't afford any of that.
Eaten slowly. Any better ideas for those with a Summa Cum
Laude understanding cyber-terrorism in an otherwise
corroded country of criminal justice corruption in regards
to human rights? No. In a corrupt time, corruption surfaces
as extreme. Eat him, cook him, and torture him. And he is
supposed to feel eternally powerful because his system
is corrupt but it is the best.

Crimes against humanity for terrorism, creep, yes you!


Crimes against humanity for terrorism, creep, aha!


You have no human dignity, you are discriminatative and
mad and have no brain. You go to jail. Millions of charges
from stalking and victimizing and abusing human rights and
holding hostages, among other cyber-terrorism charges.
You don't have any opinion, do you of Summa Cum Laude?
You wouldn't attack a man with a Summa Cum Laude, would you?
It's written all over my face, you should have known. I knew
you were up against me and was to search for me all over in
the bushes, but you stepped right into my trap. Human rights
has nothing further to say. You are proven guilty. You are
among the first of cyber-terrorists.

Summa: "I read they arrested tens of thousands of online
stalkers in the USA already. He is not the first who runs
revenge schemes online, master. I researched and a lot of
people get arrested. He is not the first of his
discriminating addiction of terroristic pursuit."

Security guard with a Stalone voice: "I am just doing my
job. I am nothing here. Just get paid, go home, no trouble,
get a nice pay. What do you want from me?"

Master: "What do you mean, I am already a cyber-terrorism
victim, and you don't want to mess with me? I mean (angry
cannibal voice) AND, you don't want to mess with me."

Master continued: "...because I may do to you what I
should have done with the other guy. And that guy used
my name, ran hate campaigns on me for years, destroyed
my life, my marriage, terrorized me daily, collected all
information on me and posted it online, he didn't care
that I had a summa cum laude, he called me names,
threatened me over an over, possessed my life.

You have to understand what crimes against humanity and
cyber-terrorism means. And what jail means."

Master looked down is sadness.

Summa cum laude: "Master, this is that guy. It's him.
It's the same one. You have a chance now. You can get
back at him! See? It's him! You got him. See, we got
him! It's him, it's that guy.

Master: "You know what I wanna do to that guy? 50 years
in jail."

Summa: (burp) "I am hungry. I wanna eat a cyber-terrorist.
It's the same guy, I am telling you. It's hitler, see,
puke coming out of his nose, look, so delicious, so bad,
so fascist stalker, so cruel, so stalking, so vengful,
so bully, so not caring, full of muscle, and a tiny brain.
What more do you need, here, my fork, I'll set the fire."

Master suffered inside, grabbed the fork and it turned
into a giant fork, and then...

Master in the midst of thundering lightnings, flashes
of light arose with an image of master mourning and
striking down down on his victim with the fork. Distant
sounds arose with each light and swings were seen some
10 seconds apart where the master swung down with the
fork at the body with venge and blood in his eyes with
his body that now belonged to the body of the Devil.




Not part of this book:

He likes it.

He takes it.


He tarnishes it.


And he has ass with rocket fire.


He has ass with military desire.


A criminal mind of us and them,


Tortures mankind for his Hitler selfless flam of extreme.


America does not torture, only discriminates... *** you.

(I am not for your Iraq war. Cultural crimes of totalitarian insanity:
Hitler.)

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