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Cake day: June 16th, 2023

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  • Exactly. The media DID run lots of segments about Trump’s illegal activities - in 2015, in 2020, in 2024. Fucking Americans voted for him anyway - god-damned 79 million amoral imbeciles. Another 85 million pieces of shit sat on their asses and did nothing while he got re-elected. Now he is persecuting his critics. Can you blame the press? Why report on Trump’s crimes if you can be jailed or murdered by one of his goons just so millions of cretinous Americans vote for him anyway?

    When the people elect a criminal to do criminal things, the press has no responsibility to catalogue his crimes. Trump’s crimes aren’t news - they are his public record as president. America asked for this - for the first time in 250 years, the USA has the president it truly deserves. People say Trump is a liar - what a fucking laugh! He is maybe the most honest politician I have ever seen. “Vote for me and you will never have to vote again.” He told you exactly what to expect. Don’t act outraged now.



















  • Ok, so i was treated really bad in school. I know what the other kids did to me was fucked up but years of mistreatment alters your self-perception. I had never managed to shake the idea that i deserved what i got.

    One time i did so many mushrooms that i just lay gibbering on the couch, staring at the ceiling. Wave after wave of dancing mandalas erupted from the bare drywall. This gave way to a million images that flashed one after another and seemed to change faster than the eye can possibly perceive; of course, i was not seeing with my eyes. It was such an incredible experience i later searched the Internet for a word to describe it (that word is phantasmagoria).

    Among the images were recognizable glimpses of places i had been, toys that i had forgotten i had ever owned, scenes i had only witnessed in dreams…

    The visions were composed in the way abstract paintings might be: occasionally symmetrical, always balanced, and delightful to behold. i am not embarrassed to admit that i cried, it was so beautiful. Like, i am choking up right now just remembering.

    Here is my big realization: the visions did not come from the mushrooms! The mushrooms were just the key. The visions were me - my brain, displayed in gorgeous tableaux for my viewing pleasure.

    I saw myself, and it was fucking beautiful.