Pretend is just a game
for minds limp and lame
Fakery is for losers
who never learn to be real
Fake tits
on Blvd. cruisers
look nice, but how about the Feel?
Vicious little Fiends
seeking to disrupt the serene
with Tactics born from the insane.
tell a story now.
I was sitting in my Astro, on the phone reading a forum
I made a reply
this inbred ignorant gutteral Fish Killer attempted to piss me off with his replies.
Hold it, ya see, about 30 years away were a Man and a Woman hiding behind an embankment ,, on their cell phones
while running a Parabolic Mic directed at my Van ( I can hear the frequency from those)
I read clownboys statement and busted out laughing at his weak pussyboy caustic reply
Hold again
From the two over there hiding
I heard the Male say into his phone: He's laughing at you, may as well give it up, he's no fool. he knows.
I replied to the post: Your friends hiding 30 yards away got it right Clownboy, give it up, meanwhile, I'm gonna jump your friends here, expect
empty air. The Pair jumped up exposing themselves and Ran like Weasels
The Member lives way up in Eastern Canada, the couple hiding are Gang Stalkers that track me.
I was in extreme So. Colorado at that moment, Trust Forums? Who, me?
ok, camped the other night, brand new travel trailer, no one visible around for hours, Truck parked right next to it.
My Back began Burning, I looked over at the Trailer and spotted a D.E.W. Device pointed directly at me, causing me to suffer the heat wave
it was transmitting.
I said outloud: There's the device in the window of that Trailer, the motherfuckers are Micro my ass
two seconds and the Light on the device went out. no burning after that.
so we hear everyday about gangstalking of other people, right?
Here's the sitch
That is a D.A.R.P.A. developed weapon , I'm Talking U.S. Pentagon Black Ops Funds paid for it.
Does D.A.R.P.A. Condone this use of that Human Torturing Device to be used on U.S. Citizens?
think so?
The Trailer was brand new, the truck the same, brand new, the people inside ?
ok, when people post shit about how fucked up the government and world is getting, I just sigh,
like the fuck it wasn't obvious for 200 years, ya citizens just caught on?
nutter point
ya ever notice a poster at a CT forum, and wonder what they are even doing in a CT forum, like, the poster never
states anything that's connected to CT. ?
ever what wonder?
like, they attach to just one Member of that forum, and ride their back, stalk every post that member makes,
never adds any useful material that's on point about the subjects discussed, but always has a fucked up opinion to express every time.
Opinions
posting nothing but opinions
That, that right there, in certain circumstances, is the stand out of a stalker fucking with a T.I.
ok, so this is a Hobo Road Story from long ago.
Long before this current time frame, I mean way back,
There was this here Pink Hippo I stole from a,,, um,,, Circus maybe?
So, it's in the back of the Van just Chillin like a Pink Villian,, sleeping as it farts ,, wheeew the stench
anyway, or someway, or anyhow,
I hear Sirens blaring
I think, jeesh,,, they're on me already? ya know?
so,,,,
I whip a left up a logging road,,, and top out on the Mountain and look down to the hiway below
and so,,,,
there's this here old shed afire down in the Valley and sirens were for that, not me,,, ya know?
so,,,,
I'm feelin' stupid,,, and beginning to wonder why I even would steal a Pink Hippo,,, ya know?
I mean, it ain't to eat or nuttin' like that ya know?
so,,,,
I get to thinking maybe if I wait on the Mountain long enough, the Circus will offer a reward
over the Van's Radio News,,,,
ya know?
so,, um,,,, maybe two days go by and like the Hippo done had two nervous breakdowns and a Stroke in the back of the Van,,,, ya know?
know why?
well, neither do I.
but ya see,,,
I can't get the Hippo back on it's feet now,,, it had a stroke,,,,,,,,,, ya know,,,?
and so,, it sh_t like a Moose all over inside my van and stuff,,,,, ya know?
and like,,, I can't even drive the Van it got to stinking so bad,,, ya know?
so,,, Radio announced a Hippo was missin' ya know?
and like it said something like: "If ya find that Hippo, ya gotta feed it "
Ya know?
and like,,, I was a thinkin' to my self,, and said to my self,,, Self, what about a reee ward for the Hippo,
ain't they gonna offer nuttin' for it's return?...........ya know?
and like I waited more, 15 minutes even, till the next news broadcast came on. ,,,,,,ya know?
Dude on the Radio said,,,,
Circus left town and all, and left this public notice
Finder of Hippo, it's name is Eustice
it eats 165Lbs of Rubarb a Day at $3.75 a Lb.
Eustice likes Bubble Baths and Chocolate Covered Cherries while she soaks.
if Eustice doesn't get her Chocolate Covered Cherries each day,,,,,,,
she will sh_t all over the inside of that Van you stole her with. Good Luck.,,,,,,, ya know?
well, that was my first drive from the City into the Mountains.,,,,,, ya know?
and then once there was this here other road trip I took,,,,, ya know?
but nothin' good happened,,,,,,,,,, ya know?
don't ya know
or do ya know
ya know?
~~~~ Lost our Treasure, Earth ~~~~
Sage Lands burning
High Wind turning
and we can't slow down
Small Mound with a History
Cracking just another strange Mystery
Oh can't you tell
many a flood come and gone
rise of heaven, then fall to hell
changes of the World we're on
just keep rolling up and on
Scars seen from above
Ya can tell it's all been done before
Sometimes a shift, sometimes a shove
tell me, do you believe, can it take any more
Just changes in the Moon
Changes in the Sky
never changes in you or I
Can't you see, what you're doing to her
Breaking her down
Destroy your Home
poison you own
tell me,, do you at times
just want to break down and cry,,,
is it a Home or a your Dump
with the way you treat her
ya deserve to lose her to the next Jump
Time will tell, but we won't know
there'll be no one left to hear
at the Neutron Glow.
~~~ Just a Poem ~~~
maybe something will one day wake us up, Maybe,,, just Maybe
Cooking instant Bosco
in a yellow pan
I'll be half way to Roscoe
by the time
they discover my Plan
Driving in scribbles
to throw trackers off my Back
As Fiends and Demons Dribble
on each other's back
Left town 26 years ago
I thought I slipped the net
and nobody would know
But, what I didn't know that Night
that they track my ass by Satellite,,,
~~~~~~ gotta eat someday soon ~~~~~~
U.S.
your psych problem is that you hate men,
you've bounced all over forums seeking men to piss off.
Everywhere you land, the Lady Members have run you off.
Even here, the ladies have scorned and scolded you about your Man Hating attacks.
they had to do something about
your Feminist Attacks, so they made you a thread and said: deleted your threads and post.
I've held back for 11 years about pointing this out to you or revealing to you that we ignore you.
I know you cackle every time you read a pissed reply, it's your Orgasm to piss men off.
ergo the reason I ignore you, hell, everyone ignores you because they all know your Feminist agenda
to get your kicks.
You haven't the power to piss us off, and you know that, the sickest pert of that is, you
just can't stop yourself from trying.
The cause of your Psychosis probably stems from a Hard Liner Father who rode your ass all the time.
Therapy cannot fix that for you, there is no cure, and you understand that, which also gives you
increased Hate for men and angst to attack Men.
you have a lot to learn about your Psychosis, though learning more won't cure your problem.
you are stuck with what you are.
We, all of here us at Kritterbox and all other members of other forums,
do not deserve your attacks, we did nothing to you.
As I said, I ignored you for 11 years, I did so because you are totally Irrelevant to me.
I give you this kindness of revealing your inner workings to help you stop entering our Atmosphere.
I suggest you back out, delete your account here and stay off the Internet, simply, you need to, because
it just makes you sicker.
At first I felt sorry for you, so I let 11 years blow away, but this is a New Forum, we thought you wouldn't find it.
Now you're back and on the attack again fucking with every thread and every head here.
Done.
Back to ignoring you until you give up and leave for good.
Rog'
You are replying to me with your hate of women, it's textbook.
Power without abuse loses it's charm.
Spritually Cyn, we are all hobos and monkey brains, it appears.
Power without abuse loses it's charm.
Strigoi
you cannot drive a Monster away while you feed it.
Ignore it please, it'll find a different playground elsewhere.
Chasing Rain drops through my mind
lifting Wind drives them far behind
out of reasons, now unto better things
down the road a chime of Church Bell rings
Seasons changing, warmer comes
goodbye raining, hello Brightness of the Sun
This small Island provides my Home
Shipwreck didn't really cause much Harm
I watch as the sparking glints dance on the wake
I've slowed down quite a bit, watching Waves break
Could have effected a change, a change in me
all this Paradise surrounding, calming scenery
Shipwrecked, more stroke of Luck
less a Catastrophe
Pretty damned lucky for this Sailor at sea
Wind is high, the water fine
getting by easy at the waterline
Surf slides easy to shore
not so lonely anymore
I'd say I missed home if I could only
agree with me,
But it's Hard to miss anything
from this Palm Tree Canopy
Island, wades soft through the Foam
This old Island as my new found Home
Nothing back there at the Homestead
that I would miss more instead,,,,
~~~~~~~~ Lost at Sea, turned a curse into a Blessing ~~~~~~~~
Running as fast as I can
running, I'd tell, but you'd never
ever understand
She's in waiting
and something strong
pulls tightly against my will
She's in Waiting
probably somewhere in this Song
probably forever, or at least until?
Sand Shifting through this old Dune
I couldn't make3 it home
couldn't make it home, none too soon
Baby suffers Visions
She sees into the Beyond
Suffers Visions of behind
She Taps the Visions of my ragged Mind
Baby loves those Visions she sees
Loves the Love between her and me
Sleep comes so easily, and Her Dreams
take us both through Alter Realities
I like the weather in her dreams
I love us together
when she dreams us flying over the Sea
Running as fast as I can
running, I'd tell you why,
but you'd never
ever understand,,,
Baby's Arms waiting, to hold me
and never ever let me go
We're dreaming together now
Mirror each other's Desires
Dreaming , dreaming,,,,
Nothing will ever stop the Fires
Fires of our Souls,,,
and don't ever,,, let your dreams go,,,,,
~~~~ The melding of Two into One , it doesn't happen to everyone ~~~~
What wakes me
when I lay listening
to her breathing
In this whole life
I'd of never thought
I'd get this right
When she rises from sleep
I want to ask what she dreamed
last night
It's that Raw Feel
that you'll never know
the Unknown
Questioning
what life is False
which is real
Tearing down this Wall
of Confusion
I just want to rip back the Curtain
and reveal that it's all been Illusion
and no one questions what and how I see
but that's fine
just fine you see
cause I've got my Lines
drawn perfectly
I know those old rules
Built out of Power
ruling over the fools
It's a Figment in a serious way
Born Eons ago
still lives on into today
And no one Tells me anything
I suppose I'll get it some old day
Until then, I'll make my way
having faith in others words
never helped us anyway
In this whole life
I'd of never thought
I'd get this right
Try as Hard as I can
Try with all my Mite,,
I'll stumble by I'm sure
maybe make it too
if I keep it real
Keep it Pure
Windows behind this Mind
Reveal Answers I need to find
If I can keep it Pure
My answers will arrive
in all good time~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Driving with all the Windows Down,, praying for answers to rush in to me ~~~~~~~~~~~~
Well,,,,, the Slide Hammer just Fell
Wrecking Ball has swung
We left it out in the Rain
rusted all to hell...
has the Toll rung
Can you hear that Death Nell?
I am not a Preacher
Not a spiritual leader
or a God
Just a salesman,
Humble and Dry
Though we push for Peace
though we sing of Love Faith and Charity
we fall apart from duty
Give lip service and then move on
Yes, we pray for Peace
seeking Solutions through venues
that seem always to be wrong
Little Voices
sing little songs
about little things
in little places
where they all belong
Large Voices sing of Desire
sing about Issues set afire
Sing for Money
pray for Sin to Die
but never give a True loving Life
a decent Try
Wrecking Ball has Swung
Wrecking Crew smashes out the Lights
on the Sun
When all this over
all done and through
Will we still question existence
like small voices always do?
Tell me if you please
Salvation comes only to those
down on their Knees?
What about the Man Standing Strong
is he intimidating to the Controllers of Sheep?
Questions,,, number one through Eternity
and beyond
Ain't it a shame, not worthy of answers
so none shall ever come
Brick and Mortar seals away the Books
Secrets hidden behind lies
Rapist, Robbers, con-men, and Crooks
rule the Street,,,
if we're that good, then why not just admit defeat,,,,
Fear is the First reaction when we think of who we are
Solutions don't come from fearful reactions,,.,
Solutions reside inside, not out there
on some Distant Star,,,
Yes Fear is the First reaction
with the Unknown
If I stand to face it
I know I'll be Standing Alone,,,,,,,
Yes, Standing against it on my own~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~ The Pride caused us to drop our Guard, The Greed drove us apart, Now, we Stand apart, and all alone ~~~~