"GRAVY FOR YOUR BRAIN!" – Conspiracy Theory (1997)
Category: METASTOPIAN
THIS IS HORGEN FRIED STEAK, as if you could travel through mother Earth’s meat tube and find the wagyu exit out there, some place. These are factually specific related reports of stuff and EVENTS that can only be verified using super atomic laser micrometers and busty strippers named “Jade” and “Chastity” … they’re next up on stage BITCH.
WHETHER THESE WRITINGS ARE RELATED TO ANYTHING OR BOBLIMPTOCK.COM IS UP TO THE MOTHER FUCKERS BUILDING FUTURE ROBOT SEX BANDITS.
METASTOPIAN: when your mind melts like refried metal shavings taco surprise and it’s FRIDAY NIGHT PIZZA ROLL PARADISE, and you live alone … and even your cat doesn’t like you.
METASTOPIA: this overturning churning charnel house of bitter pill wipe-outs and upside-down surfer hotels where nothing figures for the figuring, and you are abandoned by GOD.
I took the first bus to S’compton and found my hooker-wife, Jenda, dancing with BURT GOOKINS. I left her there at the bar and walked out into the sea, finding comfort in the cold embrace of the reefs.
They are super heroes, showing up in their car. The struggle of choosing pizza and scrolling their TL, their lives broken by gawking horror.
Bob 1: USAF RETIRED LTC, cyber security expert, makes 60K a year from a pension for just getting up in the morning. He really wants to teach. His wife is very ill. He lives in a compound up in the woods. He was doing a DHS/InfraGuard check on me. He made 20K for doing this, perhaps more.
Bob 2: NDU, BUSH SCHOOL Texas A&M, cyber security expert, retired USAF, multiple PhDs and what nots. Served at the same locations as Bob 1, and has the same first and last name. He made money doing this, but WTAF would Bob 2 be in the special ed room this week?
Bob 3: “Bob” was never Bob 1 or Bob 2. He’s somebody else piggybacking off of the identity of Bob 2. This is an overlay. This is probably the worst possibility.
An “overlay” is a person used as cover/background by someone else who has physical features similar to the “overlay”. The faker pretends to be the “overlay”. “Overlays” might never know this is happening.
The SHIT PARADE of gaslighters continues …
***1996, GAS STATION NAVAJO SHAMAN … call it 3B
Brief story from August 1996.
I was driving across country, from FORT LEWIS to FORT BLISS. I ended up stopping at a gas station / diner near Shiprock. An old native American man came up to me and asked me “where are you going”. I answered, “to Ft. Bliss, Texas”.
His response was, “no, you’re coming with me, follow me up into the hills, you are supposed to do this”.
I did not follow the old native American, sometimes I wish I had.