if I was famous, I would of course know about it. so there must be some other reason why everything that's happening is happening. this reason precludes the pieces of shit from having any opinion whatsoever, as they don't actually have any opinions, thoughts, or emotions. I would recommend that they be exterminated, as I do not want to see them when I go outside.

some can say whatever the fuck they want. I am not one of those. nevermind the speech police who may shut down my website (which hasn't happened yet). take someone like a stalker, who watches your every move and is extremely critical of anything you do/say. multiply that by everyone everywhere. if they were living things, they would certainly deserve to die.

see previous writings. one shouldn't have to ask even once for rights.

I'd hate to put the pieces of shit under a microscope or anything, but when you shun me, you also forfeit the right to criticize anything I do/say. and when you appear before me, nevermind make faces, you forfeit any claim to truth.

when you know what the pieces of shit want, it makes things simple.

when you don't get listened to, it makes you want to listen. coercion is not a lost road.

when they say something hypocritical, why is that a bite? when they say the most false thing imaginable, what makes that a bite? something to think about.

don't throw stones in a glass house

when the biting people act like they are testing you or judging your life, they are of course lying. if they turned to stones or pebbles, they'd still be lying. even vapour would still be a lie. I insist that they simply shouldn't be anywhere, which would be the most truthful thing they can do.

each time I step out of the house, it becomes more and more evident that the world is a tiny prison. so now the herd is calling me small (unanimously as they must), which I guess is their way of saying, look how we all say the same things, the world is a tiny tiny prison. that's the best I could make of it, unless I make the error of adopting their herd virtues such as: if you surround yourself with 'people', you become bigger. or, it is small of you to pick on the defenceless bulletproof little people, who take every opportunity they can to attack you and deceive you and convince you that you are guilty of their faults. I am far too magnanimous for constantly attributing them human qualities.

there could have been more, but the syndicate wouldn't have it. a game of baseball is always better.

if there was someone watching, they might notice that I get picked on a lot.