This whole fuckin’ site may be just one big experiment by one or more creepy sadomasochistic homological savant hacker(s) in a matrix like highrise condo crypt where hallucinogenic cocktails that glow green are served in black-light rooms that smell like hot gay latex gloves and sweet sedition. I’ve always kept this possibility in mind and kept a distance… especially since the stalking started a couple years ago.
I am certain of a few who would not be involved in any of this, though, and my biggest interest is how the time is financed to do something of that scale - maintain several posters at once and spend endless hours every day running them… and just to fuck with people. Somebody’s gotta be paying to let all that happen. Like you wouldn’t find a working joe doing something like that for years on end. It just takes too much time. It’d have to be somebody well-off or totally broke and in an apartment… nothing in between.
But creepy it absolute is. And I’M a creepy guy, so i know these things. When the creepy guy is way less creepy than the people fucking with the guy they think is creepy (one of my sacred ironies).
Instructions for how to remain impervious to it. If you already have the lowest estimation of man, such an example would only serve as an exceptional case of what is already expected; that it is conspiratorial in nature, and that man will always lack transparency. Ergo, nobody is to be trusted in the first place. If you are already here, it wouldn’t be shocking to discover a forum conspiracy of such scale. You’d just be like "see? I told you. Creepy fucks are everywhere and the intellectual ones are the most disturbing because of the hermeneutic complexity of their delusions. They’re not just simply overheated pervs, envious losers, or obsessive trolls in their minds. They think of themselves as philosophical supastarz (serving some master… they always are… some religious cult, tradition, ideology, some spook or another to give them a feeling of enduring relevance).”
"some loser immersed in basic biological sustenance’
Incredibly basic. You have no idea. All I do is food and drugs, and i have absolutely no culture or wardrobe or political affiliations or anything. I’m kinda like Diogenes 2.0, but i do own some motor vehicles. But if you consider that I’ve actually lived in one or more said vehicles, you could say this is analogous to a mobile version of bro’s bathtub.
Technically speaking, the internal metabolic functioning of a cell has to cease before its membranes start to break down, and decomposition begins. While it is possible for a part of a person’s body to ‘rot’ (via disease or infection) while they live, we don’t ordinarily say the person simpliciter is rotting.
However, this belongs in the philosophy of identity and not here at the Taylor Swift concert.
“Have fun sharing him with Maryann in your creepy little arrangement”
I’m a pimp not a john. My forum hos are for forum members, and i don’t associate with them socially. But everytime i try to give one to the dorks at this site they fuck around and blow it (like Ecmandu and more recently you with my brown sugar Caribbean queen offer).
Okay, so say Joe will be the instance of bad karma that’s coming to Bob. Bob musta done something bad and so something bad is gonna happen to him. Check. But this time, it’s not gonna be just bad luck like getting a speeding ticket or something. This time, it’ll be a bad guy who, say, steals his shit. Now we say Bob’s karmic debt has been paid, and therefore, the theft rendered divine justice unto Bob.
But what happens to Joe? Does he get bad karma for stealing the dude’s shit even though karma sent him to render justice unto Bob?
The ‘Daniel J Lavender’ on PN never lost his temper as far as I am aware, or had a feud with Mags J. I only recall ‘his’ obsession with allegedly being the muse for various songwriters. Delusional but seemingly harmless. So either he’s been hijacked by a ‘bot’ or he’s gone completely insane and needs some kind of medical intervention.
Failing that, you should obey the command to walk behind,
Failing that, you should suffer the pains of self imposed public humility by getting on with an auto-da-fe, at least to show them your innermost fragility. (And that IS a final solution , served up as a teaching criteria)
