Wednesday, September 15, 2010

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Hi, my name is "homo sapien" and I'm a petulant, hermaphroditic slave race bred to be ignorant cattle that prattles on incessantly about shit nobody fucking cares about in the entire universe. I'm more than willing to judge needlessly and kill everything that scares me because I'm a stupid, worthless fucking species that crash landed and stole what was originally inhabited by "human beings" before I drove them all to extinction with the vacuous black hole of fascist ignorance that I preach endlessly like some dickhead prancing around in fairy wings and a trench-coat naked and exposing himself ruthlessly to all the children on a subway cart. I'm a lazy, semen-guzzling species barely worth the electronic discharge I require to sustain an existence of bone structures and carbon-based cellular respiration that likes to just forget it's originally intentions to begin with and then try to pass itself off as "innocent" when my own propganda and plans come biting me in the ass. I'm a vindictive pederast that just never ceases on an endless quest to see just how many characters I can expel from my cock-holster before that thing I try to cheat every day with the deliberate, pre-meditated malice of a child fully grown in the body of an adult that's all too cognizant of it's own actions as they play out like some sort of sack of potatoes trying desperately to enact a semblance of foreplay with a 10/10 that I shun away with equal despise, calling her a whore for ever having shown the slightest interest in me. Don't mind me as I make every other species in the universe come to the target of my ire's aid and just extinguish me like the last cockroach in a 25 mile diameter from a home. No, I certainly don't think my specie's permanent extinction or just consequences for my actions are on the way at all. It's been so long since anything of that nature has happened. Clearly, I must be safe! Yup, I'll just be berating this kid endlessly for no other reason than to fulfill the source of my convenient comfort at the one horrible expense I simultaneously convince myself isn't actually going to be enacted like some turn-coat pissing himself with cowardice thinking, "Oh, it's okay. When the moment comes and it's shoved in my face just how ruthlessly vehement and wrong I was I'll just change my mind. Everything's going to be okay because you have until the precipice itself to change your ignorant, rape-enthusiast's narrow little mind!" By the way, I'm just going to project every thing imaginable right onto you. I hope you don't mind if I do that. I mean, it's not like it already isn't pretty fucking obvious that everything I say and do in aggravation to you isn't merely a reflection of my own shortcomings. I'll be saved for sure! I am the original, the chosen ones! The ones God spoke of when the angels remarked on how brutal we are! We're not frizzy-haired, greedy, apathetic, sycophantic ants that blindly follow the buzzer into the hook and chain slaughterhouse! I'll just waltz right through and take this over since you seem to be so kind and hospitable; can't let that opportunity slip without taking advantage of you! I'll make sure to be as sadistic and infuriating as physically possible! Reverse psychology, double-speak and red herrings are my forte! I'm a special breed cattle! Would you like some lies intermingled with the truth? Perhaps I can do some alterations and put your kihap in a commercial about car insurance? It's not me that "just doesn't get it", it's you! We just like to be offensive as possible! It's nothing personal! Oh, I see you're stronger than I am! I was just kidding, ha ha. Get the joke? We are God. We are "Man Kind".

Forgiveness? Oh, hey. You don't mind if we test ya, do you? What's the matter?

No, I don't see anything other than the lake of fire in store for any of you, unfortunately. Maybe you're all hostages in a "hostile takeover" of the planet. You've all put on a brilliant show, if that's the case. Stubborn faggots. Don't think that just because you'd side with the winner now that if switching off to the other side in the future is something you'd gladly take up will grant you forgiveness. This isn't how it works.

Forgiveness? Oh, hey. You don't mind if we test ya, do you? What's the matter?

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Christ Before I

Issues:
Combatants cannot be killed, only banished.
Combat is being requested by the enemy and the enemy's followers.
Combat will destroy space, time and reality.
Refusal to exit from cyberspace for combat is permanent.

Solution:
1. Find the enemy's sum, take the sum into account during the execution of the "Space and Time Creation" .Exe in cyberspace.
2. Find the enemy's internal IP.
3. Execute "Default Existential Parameter Constraints Manipulation", "Hostile Invitation Request Accepted" and "Combat Space and Time Start" .Exes
4. God willing, awaken from this slumber.
5. God willing, repeat 1, 2 and 3 for the enemy for the causal influence on reality and space over time known as "Permanence" if necessary. Otherwise, God willing, I am protected by His Mark during The Second Coming.
6. It's finally over. Go home and relax. Enjoy paradise.