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It’s a barren land with nothing living thriving or even growing on it.

You face it, and it faces you:

That vast white unending void stretches ever on out in front, and with no end in sight either.

Sometimes you sit at the edge of the white beach, sometimes you walk along the long unending shoreline, but do you turn left or right? – Always left: follow your heart, but again: where are you going, what else will you see, but in your dark black heart you’ll know that it will be yet more of that same vast white unending nothing.

Your progress is blocked, you cannot go anywhere: can’t do anything else about it but wait by the shoreline – wait for the tide to go out, wait for the tide to come in: or even, .. retreat, and then retrace your footsteps that led you to this desolate state.

The Author Prognosticates ..

Update September 2018 26th, and this one got out of it, by going dark, real fucking dark at that. What I’ve ended up with is pedophilia, raw and unabashed, but it all fits: I didn’t want it, but there it is, and Jay is suffering for it: as are the rest of the crew of the Parr-Sol, a thousand foot long Zeppelin, but filled with cargo, and not a gas bag insight. Not true, Captain Jaclyn is full of it, but there again: sucking off a young blue juvenile octopus will do that to you, .. and as children go: he was delicious in her mouth doing things, doing things that only the young unsullied child can.

Chapter Twenty Two.

Night Crawlers.

Log file dated, 0. Yes, you just lay there my lovely, lovely little girl.

I’ve just got my hand resting up your skirt, and it doesn’t hurt does it? (??) No! – Mummy won’t know, and you can’t say anything to her either, because Uncle Joe could get into trouble, and if he does, then your daddy will go to jail as well, and then those nasty Child Protective Services people will take you away from mummy.

And you won’t like that would you?

  • And so the filth goes on, ..

In the zeppelin and the reclamation, ..

In an hour we had taken back most of the ship, but finding the Captain down on the lower levels, and seeing her with a small blue octopus writhing around in her mouth was an unnerving experience, but Jaclyn didn’t seemed to be phased by any of it: as we all happily terminated her own sick operator, (didn’t need to, but wanted to), and then the highly relaxed Captain simply looked calmly round: nodded back in thanks, then told us in her calm unflustered way that she had to get up to the Bridge to take back control.

We left her to it as we continued on in the pedophile hunt, slashing killing, (and burning them alive) wherever we could. Working together we finally regained control of the lower decks, releasing several male crew members down there humping naked bears who were wearing face masks, and nothing else.

  • And despite myself: I wondered what their story line was, that then saw them fucking the small baby girl bears in that water borne environment.

Really, really ain’t happy with this Guttersnipe stuff, .. which, for the uninitiated; is the new editor for WordPress.


Update; 26-September-2018 – so much so, that I’ve been forced to install a plug- in called Classic Editor, whereby you can replace it on your WordPress site, it’s much much better all round.


Thanks for reading, Jessica: Praise be the ORI.


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Outside Intervention Registered.

Forced animal-(hybrid)-machine mode deployed, (open-me subroutine activated).
– Matrix code and biological permissions successfully merged in the prescribed scheduled time-frame, .. predictive actions running at 100%.

Attention STUPID Human!

A sign saying ‘Open Me!‘ – Isn’t a command.
Confidential Monetary Report Follows.
Conclusion Begins:
– The captured consumer has actually *bought* their own personal prison cell key,
(Then happily locked the door behind them).
– And did it when *you* signed up for *your* own beloved credit card,
(But are now paying off your blue dues in prison with a mountain of debt covering the door).

Resolution: the [ Consumption Bots ] have the human-monkey-race trapped.

– Give a google amount of monkeys some typewriters, ..
And one of the gibbering little freaks might well reproduce one of Shakespeare’s minor works in an eternity, (or two).
– Give a google amount of walking animals some credit cards, ..
And one of God’s gibbering human monkeys *might* well resist the urge to use it after a few seconds of shallow contemplation.

[ What’s written above is a pause in your life: don’t waste it, ( spend it wisely ) .. ]


Close this shit

Ain’t that so cute? – An innocent looking form on a web page; asking you to register to go on their exclusive mailing list: never seen that before? – { Huff! }

Anyhow: if you do sign up, then this is ( My Promise! )

(Just a cleverly constructed list of timely compiled acquisitions.)

Thanks for reading, Jessica: Praise be the ORI.

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