You’ve passed [ Age Check ] to get here, but just remember this: foul words live here as well, real foul fucked up words at that, and also foul and fucked up concepts as well.
YOU HAVE BEEN FUCKIN’ (WELL) AND TRULY WARNED!
There’s nothing worse than having insects in bed with you, well maybe not. And as everyone knows: only gods sleep with them anyhow. Our man is now a God unto others, but he’s still tied into a downward spiral of depression, being surrounded by a thick un-breathable atmosphere will do that to you.
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.
– 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 ) .. ]