So... it turns out they can now hypnotize you through the television and through the computer monitor. It doesn't take much for a television screen to flicker at an unusual rate. And said rates are the ones that put human beings - subconscioiusly- into a hypnotic state. I say that I believe this, because I'm watching apocalypse now, which, yes, I pirated because I don't believe the film industry requires my hard-earned money, preferring to use it for other, more necessary things which will enrich my life more. So i'm watching the film and i start to feel nauseous. These things have been known, for example in Japan, during a pokemon episode, thousands of children suffered convulsions. Kids that weren't even epilepticly inclined. Apparently it was a "test" to do with a flicker of light during the show, but they'd since removed it. Kids suffered conflusions! And got hurt! This could be doing anything from making you want to puke (what happened to me. I NEVER puke, except when heavily under the influence of alchohol. And I tell you. I did not feel like I was not going to puke...
It could be making you tired, sleepy, it could be hypnotizing you to watch more TV, and that's not something most people need. You ever find yourself getting up off the sofa or out of your chair and realising what time it was, and dropping your jaw as a result? Well, that could be for a reason. It's all up hhere, at 11:55 where the patent is actually physically shown (13:17). Hard on paper. So is that freedom? what do we do now, keep watching tv? I need my computer for things! It's messed up. I don't like it. TO THE GLOBALISTS! I'm sorry, guys. It's over. People are getting wise to this.
I hope this information you will spread. Considering if I was your loved one, I would want you to let me know if I was being hypnotised beyond my knowledge, too.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
JUSTIN BEIBER SPENDS A NIGHT IN KANYE'S HOTEL ROOM!!!
We are a species with unbelievable potential. We are capable of creating novel tools, interesting concepts for problems that we have to encounter every day. We can envision infinite worlds and create beautiful, original tapestries. And we can develop, we can learn, prosper, adapt, evolve, just as any species.
However, we are unable to tap into our beautifully diverse potential and progress as a species if we have a select few monolithic individuals watching, influencing and in essence trying to control our destinies. The freedom to develop pursue our innate human desires and base needs cannot be skewed, controlled or guided in any way. Or else a cancer develops from a lack of freedom. From the freedom for every human to pursue what their spirit wants, to having the career choices they want, to the information that is avalable to them and the freedom to have food necessary to sustain life. I understand that through hardships and natural causes, many people in this world will be lacking these things anyways, such is life. But to have a gross, giant suppression make the cross of any human harder to bear as it is being made now, hiding in the shadows of mainstream media, illegitimate fears and jealousies, is a crime against the SPECIES.
The CIA smuggling drugs and causing turmoil in countries that don't need it, the spying through internet and webcameras, the disinformation regarding presidency and governance, the supporting of certain schools of thought while ignore-ance of others, the flaunting of money and power through the tv in front of the honest humble family, the development of methods of control through tv, advertising, science, these are all products of demonic oversight by a group of people who can't handle someone being stronger than they are.
Well here's some news: their power is that of an imagined, engorged sense of importance coming from a desire to control the human race, and the reason it will never succeed is because of people who read this far into my rant. Their power is an external, superficial one, and most of all, it is fleeting. Humanity will prevail because of the human spirit to be free. That is a desire exploding like the surface of the sun in every one of us every day, manifest in a festering discontent in the mechanical, plastic world we live in.
And we want out.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
PORN!!!! PORN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I wonder...
What is the secret behind those yoga pants by that one company?
Do chicks really love them because they're comfortable?
Or do they dig them because men can't help but look at those legs they're so proudly flaunting behind a shroud of flesh-grabbing material. Though they're clothed, they're really not trying hard. They're tapping into every humans desire to be naked. And every human's desire to be desired. And the ever so minute spark of color placed in one spot, above the feature attraction, the ass. That spark of vibrant neon color which is keeping many a man looking at the ass in front of him rather than going over the list of groceries he has in his pocket, which, to his dismay, he will discover is incomplete, and will have to go all the way back to look through the seasonings because he forgot to find some cummin while he was dreamin' of cummin' in that young students' spandex-shod butt. And so time was wasted for want of the vagina.
Seduction sells, and it also wastes mankinds' attention span.
I must take this juncture to state that I don't deny the female form is gracious and stupendous in its sexiness. But I do wonder if we'd get more done if it wasn't for the use of sparse amounts of fabric in the textile industry. Sure, I would lust after women like never before, probably because my imagination would have to work harder. But is it really better to leave so little to the imagination? Is it such a good thing to have my mind constantly zoning in on a leg i see, completely exposed up to the hip by the girls choice of "shorts". Is there any reason for the ultra-revealing nature of women's clothing other than to keep men thinking about pussy rather than productive things? Like i said, lust will happen, but we don't need the form-fitting nature of womens' clothing to help us.
If I see so much curvature everywhere I go, my brain is going to gravitate to such thoughts of lust because it's so accustomed to it. "Oh, there's a tight sweater on a girl! Man, you can totally fantasize about her right here and now! Here, let me fill in those blank thoughts of yours very vividly!" Thanks, brain. I was trying to figure out how I'm going to apologize to my family for my constant dissociation, but I'd much rather think about another girl I'm not going to lay. Again.
I'd like to for one day replace all the females wardrobes in the world with parkas. Just to see what useful ideas men would come up with. Admittedly, it would take a lot longer than a day, but you understand where I'm coming from.
I love the way women dress. The female figure is a work of art, and the girls that spend so much of their time and money fine-tuning their body probably like nothing more than to guiltlessly point it out to people that they're hot. The fact is, it causes the mind to gravitate towards the sexual. The man goes home, thinks about the idealistic legs of that 20-something that he saw on the street, and forgets his wife's fantastic conversational skills and her knack for drawing a line on how much time she spends in front of the mirror. He becomes disenchanted because all he sees are legs sculpted to a fine taper, and doesn't see that the owners probably can't tell him what the relation is between anger and cancer. He spends his days wishing he could have those legs because they're everywhere except in his bed, so that must mean he must have them. Then it's possible to make entire marketing schemes based on man's whorish nature, because it seamlessly incorporates with where men's heads are at. Or rather where they want to be at. And then men masturbate till there's no tomorrow. Spilling their seed, which, by the way, contains all their life-giving DNA, the essence, the imprint of their existence.
Why are those pants so provocative? Why doesn't women's fashion take a turn for 90's hip-hop stars? Baggy pants and big coats. An idea I have not.
What is the secret behind those yoga pants by that one company?
Do chicks really love them because they're comfortable?
Or do they dig them because men can't help but look at those legs they're so proudly flaunting behind a shroud of flesh-grabbing material. Though they're clothed, they're really not trying hard. They're tapping into every humans desire to be naked. And every human's desire to be desired. And the ever so minute spark of color placed in one spot, above the feature attraction, the ass. That spark of vibrant neon color which is keeping many a man looking at the ass in front of him rather than going over the list of groceries he has in his pocket, which, to his dismay, he will discover is incomplete, and will have to go all the way back to look through the seasonings because he forgot to find some cummin while he was dreamin' of cummin' in that young students' spandex-shod butt. And so time was wasted for want of the vagina.
Seduction sells, and it also wastes mankinds' attention span.
I must take this juncture to state that I don't deny the female form is gracious and stupendous in its sexiness. But I do wonder if we'd get more done if it wasn't for the use of sparse amounts of fabric in the textile industry. Sure, I would lust after women like never before, probably because my imagination would have to work harder. But is it really better to leave so little to the imagination? Is it such a good thing to have my mind constantly zoning in on a leg i see, completely exposed up to the hip by the girls choice of "shorts". Is there any reason for the ultra-revealing nature of women's clothing other than to keep men thinking about pussy rather than productive things? Like i said, lust will happen, but we don't need the form-fitting nature of womens' clothing to help us.
If I see so much curvature everywhere I go, my brain is going to gravitate to such thoughts of lust because it's so accustomed to it. "Oh, there's a tight sweater on a girl! Man, you can totally fantasize about her right here and now! Here, let me fill in those blank thoughts of yours very vividly!" Thanks, brain. I was trying to figure out how I'm going to apologize to my family for my constant dissociation, but I'd much rather think about another girl I'm not going to lay. Again.
I'd like to for one day replace all the females wardrobes in the world with parkas. Just to see what useful ideas men would come up with. Admittedly, it would take a lot longer than a day, but you understand where I'm coming from.
I love the way women dress. The female figure is a work of art, and the girls that spend so much of their time and money fine-tuning their body probably like nothing more than to guiltlessly point it out to people that they're hot. The fact is, it causes the mind to gravitate towards the sexual. The man goes home, thinks about the idealistic legs of that 20-something that he saw on the street, and forgets his wife's fantastic conversational skills and her knack for drawing a line on how much time she spends in front of the mirror. He becomes disenchanted because all he sees are legs sculpted to a fine taper, and doesn't see that the owners probably can't tell him what the relation is between anger and cancer. He spends his days wishing he could have those legs because they're everywhere except in his bed, so that must mean he must have them. Then it's possible to make entire marketing schemes based on man's whorish nature, because it seamlessly incorporates with where men's heads are at. Or rather where they want to be at. And then men masturbate till there's no tomorrow. Spilling their seed, which, by the way, contains all their life-giving DNA, the essence, the imprint of their existence.
Why are those pants so provocative? Why doesn't women's fashion take a turn for 90's hip-hop stars? Baggy pants and big coats. An idea I have not.
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