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created: 2007 july 29 cancer-leo cusp "of oscillation". goldpig.

first spawn: 1951 aug 30 leo-virgo cusp "regal realist". metal bunny.

second spawn: 1983 may 7 (this one) taurus. waterpig.

year: brown bunny / black firepig. grandparents. curt johansson, jamie jou.

month: firesnake / dragon. really yellowhite python salamander. parents. sara larsson and daniel somethingstrangeinafrican.

day: green lamb. cusps into woodhorse and firemonkey. i.

hour: lion. kids. rhiannon and kirin. shes a truant that shines like the sun when she talks which is always lol (pappa upp i dagen). he makes smartphones from scratch to the ones at kindergarten, wants to work with cold fusion when he gets older. is worse than me when it comes to black magick (ow!).

minute: white metal dragon. grandkids. akari and akira harakiri aka ree ree. lives in japan, pure genious, have even written poems to me in the ether.

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you know what other sort of people practice passive aggressivness?

genociders. when bill gates launched his green new deal in india

150 000 hindus committed suicide. because they knew by the wisdom

of shiva that its better to die than to become corrupt. because

corruption is the ultimate death. did you know that the mafia (i

am one, one day bellas mom visited us and said "youre apart of the

family now) never kills people? they torture them. infinitely. they

can do it for more than 2 shiftworks. every second. another favourite

trick is to make a mould of them in cement, then put them in there

and drop them in the middle of the atlantic. thats pain. you have

given me near zero pain. also what they like to do is deal drugs

for free for awhile ("the first hit is always free") just to turn

you into them. to expand their network. now the MOC secs network

is seemingly everyones whos regular. thats the thing. only those

exist. i cannot quite comprehend why rich / consty (never heard

him speak) dont add character development to the game? like someone

said, nearly everyone quits after level 30 because theres nothing

else to do in the game. sorry, i missspelled his name, i meant rich,

casino rich, casino rich omninerf. the only reason i came back to the

game or gaming at all (because i was too busy studying and writing

about politics and working out) was because paragon sting asked

me to. mmorpgs as a whole is just nowadays "monkey see monkey do".

you have an objective and you complete it. the thing about being a

soldier in real life is you dont "gain" anything from it. you dont

just kill 10 people then boom you get more powerful. you just get

more neurotic, and most retreat into drug abuse in their older age.

i speak from experience, i was a german lesbian soldier during world

war 2 in a previous life. are you that clairevoyant to know such things?

nope. i was going to say the players admins regulars moderators as a whole

are just a bad joke. but then i thought more, which is what i prefer doing,

and came to the conclusion that this has everything to do with texas. you

are just apart of the texas hivemind. but not really that either, just a texan

mind really. so theres nothing bad about you. im not bitter at you. i dont hate

you as i am incapable of hate. i did start with coffee after i broke a wisdom

tooth. the pain was unbarable. actually not, i got tricked into it. i had so much

toothache for so long that it didnt hurt anymore. "pain is weakness leaving the

body" "pain is just a pulse if you stop feeling it". yes, eventually the toothache

just turned into a pulse. throughout my name, as a man, as a warrior, as a lonewolf

i have never really gotten help or advice from anyone. through clairevoyance, not

by being "high all the time", i got to know the first word my grandfather said about

me. it was "he is stronger than us". i can just imagine the horror in his eyes mind

and whole being when he uttered those words. yes, i am stronger than you.

i am 3x your age and i am 100x stronger at the very least. but im not

perfect. i remember some years ago, i was spamming so bad, a kid said

he would shoot up his school. i didnt care, i was busy firemonkeying

around, it sounded "funny". a less funny memory, if you analyze it,

is when i talked about drugs before i really started doing them heavily

(i still take dip but i have quit coffee, i did 4 at the same time before)

someone said "hes just 11 he shouldnt take drugs". but now you dont say

a peep about drugs anymore. it is refered to as "honour among thieves".

its better to keep quiet about your shady business than it is to ever

mention you are a bad person. but you do think about it right? in some

sorta way? i doubt it. when i was high on cisordinol, a horrificly

strongly neuroleptic which i figured "hey ill use that as dip". dip

goes into your gums then into your whole being especially your brain.

then, i lived in your world. yeah. real fun. i turned robotic, automagic

life was like an infinite shit reality show mixed with a computer game.

at one time allyekhrah (someone i lost 20 years ago, i thought) asked

darkhalo (i made a fansite about him, then deleted it, he didnt

appreciate that) "what level are you on?". he said "hes in in real life".

anyway, as rockstars said when interviewed about the 1970s, "i dont

remember anything about the 70s". yeah. its been the same for me,

it comes back and goes away just as fast all the batshit things that

happened. but you know what? i like my boring calm grey dull predictable

life. with drugs your world becomes predictable and you become

predictable. so its the same thing but predictable. i was tripping so

bad, between christmas and new years 2024 it took 3 whole months of

time before i managed to reach level: january 2. that is just stupid.

i can say a lot of things about drugs. how infinitely disgusting they

are in infinite amount of ways. even coffee especially coffee. its

just a lightweight meta amphetamine. anyway, the thinking changed

towards this writing style instead of just a creative hatemail.

tea is really the worst drug of all, it makes you desenstiized. it

doesnt calm you. maybe the original tea from sri lanka (thats where

it comes from) makes you calm but i doubt it. tea is a slave drink,

the more you take of you the more un-calm you get, and the more you

have you work until you puke, then cry yourself to sleep. repeat ad

nauseum. thats why the chinese have so sad eyes inherently in their

genes. their rulers forced them to grow and drink tea, so they would

be better worker bees. the exact same thing happened with opium. which

is even more beyond apprehensive. black tea (only peppermint tea has

more) is the most lead rich thing you can find at the grocery store.

lead has no practical use in the human body. it makes you desensitized.

the word "lethargic" has its roots in the workings of this metal.

i was going to say "you are just a bad joke". you cannot break me with

words like. you are just ultimate stupid. and its funny paragon sting

can handle 1v3 but i can easily handle 4 of you. 3 bullying me, then

opa rich gets called in like the artillery and mutes me, but not before

i break him as well. anyway, i was going to write more, but i can

sometimes actually hear the darpa hydrogel mindcontrol i am subject to.

which you are as well. right. when i grew up i played 100s of computer

games. then quake came along. wasnt into doom before then, luckely.

quake revitalized and created and innovated so much in gaming as a whole.

but it also destroyed it completely. before id buy several games a year

(my family wasnt particurarly rich and ive never had a salary) and play

many many demos off of cds from computer magazines. right. im getting

more and more killswitches here induced in me. the thing about first

person shooters is its adrenaline rushes all the time. not dopamine

like MMORPGs. so i dont fault you for being kids. i did pay attention

in school and in upper gradeschool i used to actually talk to the teachers

as they did their lectures. one time i remember an oldish replacement

teacher we me and my 2 geek friends sat next to him and talked to him

over a lunch. "education, like youth, probably just wasted on the young"

yeah, one person, not naming any names, somehow had 100 000 collected

items, a new thing to be "done" in the game. but i prided myself into

having listened (i used stats in winamp for it) to the quake soundtrack

10 000 times. thats not something a kid should listen to. not most adults

either. but i was just a stupid kid i didnt know better. as for your

bullying practices, i was bullied for 8 years. and that you continue

it is just disgusting. but then again like i said im no angel. but

its not possible to get bitter unless you take bitter substances.

but i remember being some sorta bitter as a kid, eventhough i took

nothing. i had my first smoke and coffee when i was 30, then i met

my first (ive had 2, as in, intra-vaginal sex) relationship like boom.

and yes, i remember using my bitterness to break a person or two.

but what you cant break is an artist. an intellectual. ive tried that

as well. succeeded a couple of times. but ive also made a lot of people

happy. what i learnt when i worked for free at fountain house, i literally

told the boss "so if i make 99 good things and 1 bad ive only done 1 bad

thing?". im sure just because i did good things, i "stood out", it was

more counted as 100 bad. but i try to be a good person. as a bully victim

i spend 10-20-30 years alone though. so it just goes with the territory

that when i start talking eventually theres no stopping to me. and i dont

fault you for anything. youre from texas. i was together with a texas

woman once. she was amazing. she openly admitted to having been a former

crack addict. but you know what was interesting about that? she said

various internet activities were actually more addictive than

crack. takes 1 to know 1, you know? so thats really sick how mmorpg

developers turn little kids into the worst most disgusting drug

addicts on the planet. but its just pixels. its just monopoly money.

it has no inherent value or meaning. ill turn on some music now

because this just feels weird and empty in the atmosphere here.

anyway, ive written a lot and i guess ill stop. remember though,

bliss is infinite, creativity is infinite. the opposite of bliss

and creativity is being bored. eventually it leads into lethargy

and when youre lethargic you indulge in more and more perverse

activities. your parents are like that. i dont wish you to become

like them but im not a prophet. i just write a lot. people barely

care have ever cared. but when i quit freeze dried coffee (i used

it as dip, no water whatsoever, it was 99.9% potency and purity)

i got my spirituality back. i recommend divining yourself in master

tsais 5 pillars of destiny. it says everything and beyond. star signs

are the ultimate science because at its apex you can divine yourself

or anything really in every star in the entire universe. "the more you

know, you more you want to know" the more you can learn. because you

turn openminded. i am straight edge yes i say with a straight face without

lying in any way, i have drank a total of 20 beers in my whole life. thats

not even 1 a year. what i learnt from chinese astrology is i am 0 metal.

that is very unusual. it means i just cant make money. i cant make friends.

and i cannot own items. sort of like a tibethan monk, which im sure ive

been in previous lifes. i also have their focus, when i concentrate on

something whatever it is, my sense uses 100% of my thinking capacity.

i become 1. anyway. getting more and more tired. yes ive gotten plenty

of cyanide poisoned last year. i am hardcore beyond your wildest dreams.

if i had a weak heart id been dead long ago. it hardly makes any sign.

it is just too strong. an aching heart is an error message like all pain.

which is also why i can be so heartless, like the ones i messed up in moc.

which i dont know how many it is. when i converse with people online, i

respond to the text they have written, thats it. not their avatar, not

their pretend name. for everything that happened in my life before, i

could always discern a deep meaning. like id be laughed out by a staff

at a job, then i looked within and figured "ok, i did that to that

person that time and that over time devolved into him demeaning me".

i had a lot of empathy back then. but it came at the cost of infinite

torture. the best thing about working out is everything eventually

pisses you off. which can be problematic. but if you get pissed off

of feeling like shit, its the best thing ever. if you dont wanna feel

like shit you get your shit together. its easy. where i am forcibly

moved to now, the staff are brutal, maybe more than you are in real life

maybe. so they are like trolls or ettins or ogres. high hp and can 2-3

hit kill you if you let them. but they are infinitely stupid. and being

from the countryside and never meeting anyone, especially not meeting

anyone with brains or disagreeing with their rape robot agende, it turns

them into babyogres. now ogres themselves are stupid as fucking hell.

they cannot count beyond 3. but babyogres havent even developed into

stupid. they are stupid on another level completely. they are clumsy

lazy and sloppy like all children. but these are adults. they cannot

really comprehend anything nor achieve anything they are supposed to.

but their mission is rape and torture. i have met plenty of infinitely

fucked up people since i joined the truther movement in 2018 in the

wake of the corona vaccine which was only launched then to curb the

hong kong riots. except zero tolerance here the also practive logarithmic

torture. meaning, every day is worse to the nth degree. and its not like

leveling in other good MMORPGs where you get slower xp over time. oh no.

here im punished even for things i didnt do whatsoever. that they planned

to do. another thing is they are bad liars. before i got to say that to

them, i was jokishly refered to as a bad liar, the annunaki mindcontrol

even made me joke about being a bad liar. i do not care for breaking

people, i am a lvl 10 white mage and all i meet around here and online

are lvl 1 demons. they use a simple spell, lvl 1 mirror, to cancel any

negative loosh i give them, by speaking simple truths that even a

numbskull could figure out. but im pretty tired of that. i broke the

whole swedish psychiatric system in june 14. thats when i got the

weirdest infomercial on facebook. we have that in europe since they

got sued for stealing peoples person information. so they steal your

personal information even more, by giving you fucked up ads of fucked

up things which the infinitely stupid ai adsense things you will like.

oh. i feel horrific now. sometimes i wonder if everythings prewritten

that i write. it could be. because i seemingly can go on forever like

when im firemonkeying except this was of value. but i like having fun

and thats how i do it. anyway. i have very strong anti-drugs in me.

i got a new fillup today. got to be happy and normal and myself for

about half a day. then 13 days of torture. they make me suicidal

violent cursing and lethargic here. and like i said, it ramps up

all the time. the more i try to be healthy in body and mind the

more they punish me for it. they said a month ago theyll never

buy me anything again because i wasnt "nice". but nothing they say

makes sense. i especially remember the nurse at tornet norsborg.

god knows what she was on. not just aborted fetal tissue. more like

an aborted horse. its messed up. or at least fentanyl and crack as

well if not more things. metaamphetamine probably as well. i ask

something, she lies, i say something truthful. she says a polar lie

to her lie which nullifies what she said previously 5 seconds ago.

i ask about that and she lies more. just ultimate batshit way

beyond my level. right. checked some other site. sorry. the flow

got lost. got another injection today. 400mg. and they lie about it.

tried to put up demands. be a man. but you cant win against a psychopath.

and when the whole system is that, what are you suppposed to do? i now

feel even worse than ever before. i cant imagine how it will be in a year

or decade. i didnt think id make i through like i said to [personal profile] nosmas even

2023. but i did. but theres nothing left of me. even if i like this make

a good essay or poem art music ive increased my total throughput by less

than 10% of a promille. im just tired of this. tired of this shit. its

all a game show. computer game. to them. if i still had freeze dried

rainforest alliance coffee i would have been able to go on writing.

i think ill make a vlog instead of me monkeying around. some like that.

seemingly. cya. have a good one.

side effects of cisordinol

Feb. 20th, 2026 01:25 pm
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1 violent
2 suicidal
3 deja vu
4 creative
5 apathetic

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Feb. 20th, 2026 12:50 pm
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side effects of cisordinol
1 violent
2 suicidal
3 deja vu
4 creative
5 apathetic

autoerotic

Feb. 20th, 2026 10:03 am
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my latest research into

why some sons or daughters

look just like their

father or mother

is because the father sprays

deep into the mothers uterus

without her being wet at all

or because the woman

gets virgin birth

by cumming so much

it touches her ovaries

rising sun winter moon

Feb. 20th, 2026 09:46 am
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https://suno.com/song/d240418a-c1d0-42e8-b321-abd6ab44e604

Written in the long hours
between yesterday and today,
where memory folds itself
into the shape of two women —
one young as a rising sun,
one old as a winter moon.

Yugia,
all fire and sharp edges,
a storm wrapped in martial arts and laughter,
could shatter me with a sentence
and still leave me wanting her approval.
She once raged so fiercely
I walked the city for hours
just to quiet the echo of her voice.
At Ringen,
a white sweatshirt with gold threads
waited like a peace offering.
She saw it,
and her face lit up
as if forgiveness had been sewn
into the seams.

The Countess,
seventy‑five and unashamed,
carried her years like a crown.
She spoke boldly,
laughed loudly,
and lived as if time itself
were her loyal servant.
Two women,
fifty years apart,
yet somehow mirrors —
each with a gravity
that pulled at me differently.
Between them
stood my own history:
awkward years,
body questions,

identity questions,
the nurse who panicked
when I spoke of changing myself,
as if transformation were a threat
instead of a truth.
Yugia frightened me
not with fists
but with the possibility
that I mattered to her.
She could scold me all day
and still say,
“You make me feel so evil,”
and I would answer,
“I love you anyway,”

because it was easier
than admitting I didn’t know
what love meant.
One winter day
we cried together
for hours,
two people unraveling
in a quiet room
no one else entered.
A strange sanctuary
built from fear,
forgiveness,
and the weight of things
never said aloud.

The Countess,
in her tiny apartment
filled with old Beatles records,
offered a different kind of refuge —
one made of stories,
wine,
and the warmth of someone
who had lived long enough
to stop pretending.
And somewhere between them
stood me,
trying to understand
why I was drawn to one,
afraid of the other,
and still searching
for the shape
my life was supposed to take.

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https://www.bitchute.com/video/9Ecfvs62ceNb/

anyway, i could recommend the book by susanne keysen, called "girl interupted". its based on her experiences in a mental hospital in the 1960s. theres also a movie based on it which was pretty good. winona rider and angelina jolie. it had a good oldskool soundtrack as well so check it out on youtube. anyway, ill descend into more rapeloosh now. this is a declaration of "being tired of all this shit" yes i would kill myself but im bedridden theres nothing i would do and i dont like pain and i cant handle pain. ive been suicidal since i was 11, because my granddad molested me when i was 7, and got HE got so bad nightmares from it he wanted me dead (i was just afraid of the dark for 35 years). i could tell more and ive done that so ill just leave it like that. i got molested then as well by my real mom, by my grandmom (she still does it, shes my only contact but now shell only visit me every 89 days) and very gruesomely several times by my neighbor who i thought for so long was a god.

theres more in the vid i feel horrific i have to turn the comp off now.

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Feb. 19th, 2026 03:12 pm
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mp3 is like making food with more and more additives, people "dont notice", but if youve ever been at a proper barbeque diner on the lawn with friends, you would NEVER say "mcdonalds tastes ALMOST THE SAME I BARELY NOTICE ANY DIFFERENCE". of course its a world of difference. with junkfood you eat it in 5 mins or less alone and you just want more of that drug, with a homecooked meal its a labour of love that you enjoy with people you care about for an hour or more.

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Feb. 19th, 2026 12:49 am
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theyve normalised the

withdrawal effects of coffee

1 headache - lack of coffee

2 shakes - lack of coffee

3 cold - lack of coffee

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Feb. 18th, 2026 01:21 am
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evolution of feeling like shit

and what i listen to / suno makes for me

week 2
the day after tomorrow: PROFIT
tomorrow: ???
today: fight club soundtrack, anarchy, sabotage, terrorism, living off grid, pink/black
saturday: quake soundtrack, hp lovecraft, disgusting, dakota, brown shades, annunaki
friday: anime soundtrack like beat, he who grows his own rice, fucked up black/white/red
thursday: somali reggae, svea lycksaligheets triumph, desperate, yellow/blue
wednesday: biker punk
tuesday:
monday:

week 1

apocalyptic hardcore, magna alba sancta immanentia, green
presidential speech, scrub on scrub off, red/white/blue
black guy doing poetry slam, vasopressin
facebook has your personal information they dont need you anymore
traditional folk music, woman freedom life, iran revolution 2022-2023
another smash hit single brought to you by the thieves at suno

it was so long ago
nine inch nails - the fragile, lost love, oil paint, turpentine

sure ^________^

Feb. 17th, 2026 11:18 pm
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https://www.bitchute.com/video/1kEI2PEWfgNX/

order from för emma 79: +46 070 488 12 35. a mix between laptop and desktop. has a screen with 90 degree fixed angle.

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sound: none
working temperature: +5-+35C
frames per second: 25/30
resolution: 320x240
aspect ratio: 4:3



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network: 3.5kbaud bluetooth with built-in support for 7zip (de)compression on client / server / wifi
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ram: 4mb
harddrive: 100mb free space
webcam: 160x120 pixel 16-bit b/w
7x multiboot:
console emulation:
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commodore 64
nintendo famicom
gameboy
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working temperature: -50-+100c
network: 1mbps wifi
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can downscale with lancoz 16x resampling from 4k
multiboot:
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linux blackhat
mac os strawberry shortcake
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cost: $1 million
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controller: 2 spacetech spaceorb millenium - 8 dimensions of movement at 64 bits per axis

disgustification of the evening:
acetic acid (melts silver)
natural lemon aroma (from black mould gotten from pig fat)
t shirts
1 toothpaste
2 bromide

water poisoning measuring
in parts per million PPM
1 litre of water
with a toxic synthetic chemical
1 gram of it and the sweetwater
is destroyed

scoville scale
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scoville_scale

good potato chip dip sauce
3dl 12% gräddfil
5cl ketchup
1 tablespoon herbes de provence
1 drop etheric mint oil
1 drop tabasco

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Feb. 16th, 2026 04:09 pm
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its swimming like the dolphins in the fish

yes, that also makes people cheer in the pub

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Feb. 16th, 2026 04:06 pm
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its going swimmingly

shes not even grey yet

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Feb. 16th, 2026 03:41 pm
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see

heres her engaging with

a manpig and a pigman at the same time

she just cant help herself
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she has bad eyesight

so we play this

at a whooping

400x300 resolution

or is it even less

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Feb. 13th, 2026 07:11 pm
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the story of how i met bella. i had been at fountain house for 8 years. a year before the boss said "in 4 years youll be boss here tomas". but i chose love instead of power and money. they had happenings now, so once a week or so a payed employee, i was volounteer, would hold something special. xhyljeta held a beauty night, and bellas mom, eva, invited her there when she happened to be in stockholm. i had the day before smoked homemade opium, and recently gotten a straight edge tatu, since people started calling me "vegeterian" out of the blue and laughing hysterically and disgusting, after id eaten the healthy meal like once ever during lunch.

i had nothing to do there, just wanted time to pass so i could go home late and sleep and not think too much of my shit life. so i cleaned my tatu with alsol alcohol, bad idea, the ink got into my blood. as bella said later, "did you inject gasoline into your veins"? i was more bored still, and was gonna play something better than the shit radio station they had on the bluetooth speaker. i grab the houses smartphone, and before i know it theres a phone call. i answer, nobody else cared, and it was eva. they said "let us in, weve called and beeped a thousand times".

i run down quickly to the floor below, and there they are, a hippie mom with a platina retriever dog and her fashionable daughter in a gorgeous browngreen nonrevealing dress. i lead them to the meeting and i play some nicer songs. i could quickly see bella didnt feel comfortable there, so i hold out my hand she grabs it and lead her into the office which was empty. i show her my facebook page, and she whispers in her mellow voice "thats me". i was heavy into spirituality then, and had a alignment avatar. you know like chaotic evil and lawful good, myself im chaotic neutral good.

bella was a libra, they stand for beauty and wisdom. to most that would be an oxymoron, because youre either a geek or a jock, right? wrong. i had summoned her since all the way back on my first blog i never wrote anything in because i was shy, but i had 2 tags composed of 2 emojis, yes we had unicode emojis even in the 1990s. 1 was libra 1 was taurus. or maybe it was a dragon and fairy (älva) there. anyway i tried to play some cool songs for her, then figured i should play some of my own. id released negative feedback loop a year before professionally through the tunecore aggregator and looked through the tracklist, i tried out of intuition "tantra", she says again in a really shy voice "det låter som älvor" "it sounds like elves".

then i lead her to the second floor and begin experimenting with the sound system. i freak out the ether and soon the angel dog comes panting and her mom after her. i ask her name for the first time. eva says they have to leave. i go back to the crowd then home when its dark outside and listen to some cheezy hiphop song from my wide record collection from the 80s where they say "isabella, isa-bella-lah" a few times on vinyl then forget her.

im back at fountain house, everythings the same as always, im in a not very populated room there, and her mom pops up again. she has POLICE LINE DO NOT CROSS on her arm but i dont care, i flirt with her and oogle her out. we talk some and she mentions her female side of the family has a curse on it. luckely enough id read about using white magick to breark double crossings, i show her on the screen and she says i should print it. she eyes the paper some, then exclaims, in calm, "bella has been talking about you for 2 whole weeks", anyway, she then asks me to add her on facebook.

i had just my first and last name "tomas johansson" there and there are easily 10000 of us so bella just couldnt find me from the noise during all that time. as usual i figured my grandma would ruin it and just say "my account is here, add her yourself". she adds 2 accounts, what i didnt know then until after she broke up with me, is 1 of them was bella, 1 was her sister tessan. tessan loved me even more. one of her quotes is "take inte droger, du saknar ingenting" "dont take drugs, youre not missing out".

the rest is history legend and music and poetry and art and the greatest ballad ever made. tomas la belle epoque.

note. picture included is a tatu on the left paart of chest which says in english "god bless you and bella forever" spoken by marilyn monroes daughter to me, and features a blood diamond and blue crystal.
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