Corrections and clarifications

• This blog was founded on August 23rd, 2010.  Just over a month before the Christchurch/Canterbury earthquake.  Since then, I have given you, to the best of my writing ability, out loud thoughts about this world we live in now, 9/11, the war on terrorism, media, Osama Bin Laden, Christianity, god... and also myself that has,  I believe, an association with all of the subjects above.  So, then, the two severe earthquakes (the latest on February 22nd) were not a coincidence, in my mind.  They were both a cruel exercise of power by, I repeat, the new world order kings, that who, aren't a group of Slovakian teenage pornographers by, once again, being used as an American scapegoat.  I am not dumb, I am quite smart.  I could be wiser, but thanks to the mind-numbing going over by christian new world order leaders, that isn't true.
• I have a mental illness.  I am a very sick man.  Still, that doesn't change the fact that this world has changed.  It isn't about capitalism versus communism!  It is about good versus evil!  The ultimate elite of this world, mainly in the United States of America, are a long, long list of them that work for something else and will continue to do so.  I am satisfying myself and whoever might be reading by pointing that out!  I am not a Rupert Murdoch loving Christian new world order righteous mob insider.  Get fucked.
• I accept I could improve my writing more.  These works are informal pieces that belong right here.  To think otherwise is well, wrong.
• Again, I appeal to leave comments and become a 'follower'.  We can communicate better that way.
• My text below my blog title appears to have a glitch.  The code has put in four or five breaks (/br) automatically without me telling the computer to do so.  The blog looks unusual that way because there is just a big empty space there.

Nothing to write about...

Okay, so I lied.  I will be writing about something, or typing, about something.

"Big Fat Bass"?  Featuring will.i.am?  That has to be the stupidest title for a song I know.  Britney Spears is releasing her seventh album, everybody.  I can't believe this coming album will be her seventh.  Are we missing something?

Well, that's it.  A break away from the norm.

Nothing to write about...

I hope this doesn't become a habit, just punching in entries without writing them down like I usually do.  When I write what I want to put up here down, I find I can express myself better and because I don't own my own computer anymore, I'm on a time limit on public access computers so writing down my entries gives me all the time in the world to say what I want to say.

I was thinking last night, I haven't given you much information about myself.  My profile is mainly blank.  All I will say is I am not the former Royal Canadian Airforce official who was fired and disgraced after he was found out to be entering civilian homes in the dead of night and in one incident (or the few of them), cross-dressing by trying on teenage girls swimsuits.  I say again, I am not that man.  I mean, that is unusual.  I wonder if airforce life changes you?  Maybe its just a Royal Canadian Airforce thing.  Those queers...  Hahaha...

I have thought about putting up a photo of myself but I probably won't.  I don't know.

Hacked?

I haven't written down this entry this time but I think this blog has been hacked as it is missing one entry that I was looking for to read over.

Interesting, because in that post it revealed how I had a wet dream with former president George W. Bush in it.  Nothing really sexual in the dream, for your information.

What is also interesting is that I have been changing the passwords to this blog regularly but still, someone has found their way in.  That is providing they got in before a certain time when I was doing that.

And, late last night, someone came into my parents house where I was sleeping and held what I suspect was a weapon up against my testicles!

Probably some angry loner that has a grudge against me... on the quiet.  Oops!  Did I just say that?

Personal experience

I have never been a fan of clubs or something else we call them here, pubs.  I raised myself throughout most of my teenage years to think my idea of a good time was jpeg after jpeg of different varieties of pornography.  And so, that is what happened.  The accumulation must be over one hundred thousand images?  Unbelievably, I doubt it is really that much.  I didn't pay a cent for it all, but it wasn't as if I was on WAREZ sites recording login details to premium sites.  In the end, it was all free and held no obligation to pay.

The fun really ended in 2003 when my personal computer was taken off me and locked up (with lock and chain) in a wardrobe.  Looking at the big picture (no pun intended), it is part of the American way of life.  As the Internet, is an American invention.  But that way of life (that I am tempted to return to) only has bearing when outsiders come in and want to change it.  When they think that is wrong.

Since 2003, that is what I must be paying for.  My past obsession,  I have asked myself in 2010 and 2011 - is it something I should accept?  In this changed world we live in, that is nearing toward what I suspect will be a theocracy, you need to be some nobody in Casper Wyoming to have a chance in hell of getting away with it.  In my isolated case, it is because of unknown outsiders that practice some kind of voodoo, it creates a problem.  Unless I want to be arrested and charged with some sexual offence, after some blonde Paris Hilton fan accuses me of rape, I think not.  I think I know better than that.  I need help and like the anti-psychotics, that help will change me.  Blame, I believe, shouldn't lay at the doormat of what I have done.  I actually think that because of others I am this way.  Just pointing the finger at pornography use is so obvious, but they are the same people who don't want to take, if not complete responsibility, part of it.  They want to wash their hands clean.

You, the reader, can go back through the archive and try to piece together the puzzle.  Because I'm not going to, today, probably go over it again.  In addition, there are things that haven't been said that have nothing to do with mainly what this entry is about.  They could be left for another time.

I already have to deal with public embarrassment and such.  It is worse when you don't really know why you have to when even without all the sex, you would have been a nothing anyway.  I regret being taken on a reputation ride (by I know who) to make or break me in every aspect of my being.

I guess old habits do die hard.  Thanks television.  Or you people from FOX.  Whoever paid generously the actress to say that.

Clothing

I thought I could buy some new clothes because I feel tired about the clothes I have.  I own five hoodies (that I wear one each day), five plain coloured shirts, two pairs of skinny jeans.  I mean, thats my wardrobe.  Everything else, besides my Sonic the Hedgehog shirt, I don't really like and could do with a change.

What I will ask you is, what are some nice clothes to wear?  You are in control.

Outlaws of the clique

There is no stopping the new world order outlaws.  Their clique, a small exclusive group, with the overseeing of the president - has this world in their grip.

They think they are the highest of integrity.  We don't need these righteous power hungry gangster leaders leading us.

They are suppost to be gods chosen few that will claim, through religiously motivated media, their place in this world to become the new world order.

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The above is undisputable evidence of an evolving new world order that has an anything goes attitude.  What will be the next step of their world domination?