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“If you can think beyond politics and voting, you have a chance at understanding what’s actually going on; but even then, everyday people will never know for sure.” – Dr. Freckles

October 27, 2023October 27, 2023

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Some more Dr. Freckles quotes:

“Grieving is tough shit.” – Dr. Freckles

“Game theory OVER Behaviorism.” – Dr. Freckles

“Elon Musk is the Eddie Haskell of space.” – Dr. Freckles

“Social media is a mind-control trash heap, and if you put more weight into it than that? – you’re probably trash too.” – Dr. Freckles

“You can trust Lennie to not crush mice more than you can trust the government to NOT crush your dreams” – Dr. Freckles

“A rational person that gets kicked in the genitals enough? – ends up an anarchist.” – Dr. Freckles

“Auto-tune is auto-doom … to music.” – Dr. Freckles

“Humility is a tool against evil.” – Dr. Freckles

Read your Nietzsche shit head …

(humility drives the adder to drink its own poison)

October 26, 2023October 26, 2023

In the future …

The “CALIFORNIA DREAMING” video will be seen as naïve bright-siding utopian bullshit.

In the future …

Swamp masters, herding their hooker women, will lurk in the regions EAST of New York City. They will harvest sewage crab and live off of the snail greases and the lost virgin patties. It will be hard, but their names will be THROG and GRYG and TOOLLS … and they will be feared. In the future.

In the future …

The dancing nurses will be found, along with DB COOPER and the cause of the WTC-7 collapse … all found … all verified. Sure, you’ll use these secret papers to keep yourself warm, and you’ll burn the plastic coverings too … as you cower in your cave, on the run from the HIGLIN-CREW and the other droogs hanging near the Ivory Sands of Tyl … and still their hearts will be warn and yellow. In the future.

IN THE FUTURE …

The bullet will be gold and gold will be power. Heinous derby riders, shooting horses for taco meat, will be chased out of Florida and find refuge in the storm drains of Dallas. The underground world, covered in mold and slime, becomes their empire of madness and the LOST ONES are forgotten, as their bones turn to dust. In the future.

Way off in the future …

People will live on MARS … they’ll have fancy cars and martinis at bars … they will ski Olympus Mons, and hangout with ROBOT-ELON-MUSK – carbon unit Musk will be dead by then, died in a TESLA accident. Many will come to his funeral, dressed in steel and suede, wondering and wandering the cemetery, finding only reflections of their own monkey failure … in the future.