One sec … I am having a fit; of the conniption variety. I’m not in the mood to record audio and I can’t remember where I put the charger. Excuses! Excuses!
Dad’s visiting so I’d have to find a new spot to set up – That probably won’t take as much energy as I think but it’s hot in every other bedroom which might cause me to say things I don’t mean – The audio will be back in a week or two.
… And anyhow, my belly hurts from too much exposure to ignorance and racism.
In addition to my word desensitization program, I am working on a repellant – My initial idea is for it to work like a bug repellent but instead of spraying it on yourself, it’s better if you spray it on the offender – the liquid is odour/tasteless. It has nanobots that can enter the target’s brain and make them question and change their beliefs over time – all the changes cannot happen at once because the shock might kill them.
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It’s been centuries – how much longer are you willing to wait?
… and the world will be a better place
for you, and me [and everybody]. You just wait and see
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We’re still a buncha savages just better dressed so we can fool each other into thinking we’re not.
INTERMISSION START
When I grow up, I’m gonna form Voltron all by myself. Lion Army of One! Did you know you can adopt a tiger? I see that ending badly for several families because tigers do not eat frosted flakes for breakfast.
On maybe my second to last night in Cuba I saw several baby roaches cavorting in the bathroom. I yelled, “You bastards! This is an adults-only resort!“ BTW I really want a baby goat. I saw lots in Cuba.
INTERMISSION END
Make America Great Again
that’s too much for a cap so they shortened it
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Fuck A Melting Pot – Make America Hitler Loving Eugenics White Again
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White baby
Do. Do. Do. Do. Do. Do
White baby
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Is it just me, or does it feel like humanity is moving backwards? Why do people hold onto outdated beliefs? It’s ok to admit, “Hey, we thought this thing made sense but it doesn’t anymore and that’s ok because we know better now. Knowing and doing better for the good of all humanity is good yes!”
Politics is bullshit! What the fuck are we doing! I feel very cynical at this moment, and it’s gross. Possibly in the throws of another existential crisis? IDK! I don’t even know if I want to be in the project management business anymore. I’m reminding myself to be calm but it’s not working.
Well … moving on forward, unless you’re a certain type of human.
DREAMS
I had the strangest dream but didn’t remember it until around noon when I was taking the elevator to the Super’s office because I forgot to get a parking permit for Dad and he got a ticket.
In my dream, I removed my butthole and put it on the back of my neck where my Nkyinkyim (twisting or twisted) Adinkra tattoo is. Why did I do that? Later, I was on the train and some guy tried to stick his finger in my butthole and I remember trying to cover it up with my hand and being embarrassed. I feel I moved it to my neck because I didn’t want to have butt sex with whoever the guy in my dream was butt he kept bugging me so I figured, no butthole; no butt sex, but I can’t be sure. And why my neck of all placed.
Then I was hiding out in the jungle and people were trying to attack me, but I had this camouflage pigeon net – the kind they hang on your balcony and when I was under the net they could see me but I couldn’t see them – I don’t understand why I had the useless net in the first place. Maybe I’m stupid but I think I’m smart? I don’t know. A strange dream, right!
Also, on my last night in Cuba, I dreamed Mia was the size of a greyhound but was still a cat in every other way – We were trying to retrain her because she was still doing cat things, like jumping up on the desk, running back and forth like crazy in the evening, and stepping on everything.
HOME AGAIN
In Cuba, the ocean slapped me several times because I wasn’t going with the flow. Or maybe it was because I farted. Then I started wondering how much our collective farts have contributed to global warming. I feel someone out there knows or can make an educated guess based on how many times one person farts in an eighty-year lifespan, then multpilying by population and averaging over all the years we’ve been on this planet. I’d like the equation and the answer, please.
Coming up with equations to find out stuff is crazy, sexy, cool. When I grow up, I’m also gonna be the theory of everything. I’ve decided to live many lifetimes to grow into all the things I want to be. Kinda like that jellyfish except they’re always jelly fishes – boring!
There was shrimp at the resort but I couldn’t eat them because they were still wearing all their clothes – to look them in the eye and rip them apart felt wrong. Dee offered but I just couldn’t see myself eating them after looking into beady eyes. So … I ate mostly fish and okra and ice cream.
On the beach, I observed there were also women baby bitches who cannot clean up after themselves. Normally, I don’t notice how gross women can be until I’m fearing for my life when opening a public bathroom stall. The fairer sex! Ha! Those Victorians had it all wrong. Do I mostly notice men doing stupid shit because I am attracted to them? I don’t need anyone labelling me a genderist. I promise to pay attention to everyone … but I probably cannot.
With children, I clump them into one group, icky. Unless I am loitering at the playground waiting to give “Lucky Boy” a new home. To quote the host of a new kid’s show on PBS:
And you get a pedophile!
Well said!
And you get a pedophile!
Overall I did enjoy my trip to Cuba but I learned that resort living isn’t the life for me. Thirty minutes to an hour a week of laying out on a lawn chair at the beach is enough. Any more I’ll get restless and start to annoy everyone around me. That’s more Dee’s thing, not mine.
The best part of travelling is coming home. Home! As a reminder of how grateful I am for all I have and where I live. Yay!
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