Are a faar cry from their alternate reality, as I would have the fortunate opportunity to experiment with the mere effects of suggestion of which; to a contingency of which is ill prepared to deal with what they have noo problem. Dishing out in the huge servings, that those with a captive minds are used to doing in their unofficial official, capacities of communist enablers. As I would be in the checkout line of the Walmart that I frequent, that is down the street from the piggly wiggly and the planet fitness… the entire area of which is of common place for cans like jeff and his family, and others enjoying the relative comfort and safety that what has been deceptively labled as national security duties . However, I think that it’s SAFE to say that everyone is the wiser but CANS, whom it would seem… would rather entertain a dillusional sense of security. That disproportionately adds to the lack thereof , for the majority of the population of the country… which only goes to show anyone with common sense and a backbone that what you engage in is communism.
Nevertheless, we were in the checkout, and this what we are gonna describe as lead can… you know the type that organizes the non-essential manufacture of scenarios of racial injustice;for the purpose of everything but the reason that one would actually undertake such a cause. Which is nothing more than a part of their official unofficial duties, in the non-essential activities that are engaged in on a daily basis that undermine the quality of everything that they they touch. For the purpose of facilitating a lifestyle for grifters, whom are dependent upon cans for their very survival. As their duties of which on this particular day, was to stand in line portraying various colored, urban apparell along with matching baseball caps… and follow the lead of the meistro can. Whom was under the non-essential impression, that he was in control of a narrative that he was obviously told he would be if he just followed his instructions. Which elude me at the moment… but the part that I remember was a comment made about prisons and the unfortunate souls whom have unwittingly been condemned to this painstakingly orchestraited life of servitude. Although, the comment wasn’t delivered in anywhere near the articulate fashion expressed within this blog. Because, cigarette doesn’t go through the trouble of processing his comments, for those that don’t deserve the effort it would take. Therefore, I layed it out there for this seemingly-gifted can whom was well spoken for, and didn’t appear to me to be from within 20 miles of the central-city retailer. As the most of them I see appear to be bussed in from outlying areas, faar beyond where they are dispatched for their official unofficial duties. That this can was attempting to pull off with a rebuttal of the comment I made… citing that he wasn’t going to jail, what Imma goe to jail for to get chorona virus and die. Which struck me as not only insensitive, but totally out of touch with reality from the standpoint that you can’t even think for youreself but you have the audacity to have an opinion on the disposition of those snared in traps layed by people like youreself…. All of which I once again didn’t bother to articulate, while I stood there and took in the sparse laughter he got from the supporting audience of about 20 co contributors lol. Whom would selective discerningly, laugh on que for jokes tha weren’t even funny… all of which for the benefit of probably not even a $20. So, cigarette punched him in the gut with a dose of reality, that would not only establish a new and improved narrtive… but one that he obviously was in no way shape or form ready to defend against. As cigarette played the R card on that can… and stated rather boisterously that :”YOU CAN GET RAPED IN PRISON!” Which I stated soo loud, that everyone on all 20 cash registers and all the customers trying to check out looked over at us awaiting a response. That didn’t come, as the can didn’t have a response it… and quickly attempted to change the subject to some other non-essential topic. However, I’d done my thing, paid the cashier as was out with a hint of swagger in my step to boot. As there are those that have been living under the parameters of a controlled environment soo long, they don’t even know what a non-controlled one entails. Neverthess, Jeff why don’t you and these cans be nice and enjoy these last days, and prepare for that rain my friend.
Because, despite what you see on those cameras, I’m very busy authoring these policy change that Imma start revealing in the coming weeks. N, I could elaborate further, but it ain’t no need to, from where I’m sitting. Everyone, I’m gonna entrust that the techs of Automattic installed either my translate api, or another non-corrupted one… jus so you know if it is, in the interest of.