…because I have to move again! The third time in six months or so. Enormously surprising, ahem, ahem, ahem.
In Guam I was already pretty much half told that this would happen. And let’s be honest: What’s better than having your life wasted and ruined to a bunch of freaks with big programs, right?
It was more or less announced:
As a GM I learned to travel lightly and very quickly. One of the more important things is that you roll your clothes when you pack them instead of folding them, you can safe a lot of space doing that.
A few years later it was confirmed by a former German friend, who used to help me with small real life things, such as joining sports races with me together (yes, really huge and complicated ways of support compared with the $$$s the actual experts allowed themselves to pour into a campaign of complete freakishness, right). He had joined the ranks of the freakshow, so only nonsense in nonsense tone came out of him and his gf, who I used to be close with as well. We’ll get into that some other day.
Anyway, upon my return to Taiwan (2015) after a little while in Korea (which they had been pushing for and literally had invited me themselves, the Taiwanese that is) they started the real deal, as in torture and their Freudian freakshow. They would (obviously) crank it up with time, but in the beginning it was bad enough. But these are very strange people. First of all did I not want to have to do anything with the shitshow, which they just didn’t care about. I mean what a surprise right. No one can be surprised about that, unless you’re a hyperintelligent completely autistic out of the world freak living in a severely luxury ivory tower and are considered a genius. Or something like that at least.
So i was supposed to have returned in February; It turned into June. They were fucking with the screen of my laptop at the time. At ‘completely random times’ (absolutely not) the screen would start flickering, and at the Taiwanese service repair point they simply refused to ‘repair’ it. It wasn’t broken anyway, they sadly enough did that remotely. Oh don’t worry, the un and underemployed computerfreaks would do far worse things. I (very unlike me) got really angry at the service point because they were such an obnoxious bunch of lying fucktards. Then I fixed the problem: By buying an external monitor.
Who cares about your big plans of fucking genius that completely ruins everyone’s life only and is so delusional that you are even ruining someone’s laptop while putting someone deliberately in completely unlivable places? Who is that fucking ill? So I just carried a monitor (at some point even two) around every time I had to move, among other things. The laptop screen itself automagically fixed itself in due time by the way. Isn’t that amazing?
Now, if they hadn’t been obsessed with their program and their predetermined conclusions they would easily have recognized that someone was having none of it. Really hard to understand, especially tif you take into consideration that I had just lost only everything i had and everything I cared for in my life. But obviously that was too complicated; these experiments were so great and so important that they had to be conducted no matter what. So the only thing they surely thought is that I have and had problems and that it was very necessary to do this. We’ll get back to this in detail, because this is going to get much, much better and much more delusional than you think, if what you’ve been reading up to now is not delusional enough that is.
A few months before in Korea they had even sent a few folk (quite many actually) of which one literally asked me:
How did you become like that?
Well. Instead of having been lied to all the time, did you actually ask the overlords what they had done and still were doing? I think you would have gotten all your explanations from them, and there would have been zero necessity to ask me. Unless of course you really believe that you were actually doing something other than ruining someone’s life and doing it for life.
Because this had to be irreparable, so that’s what you did. Right 君穎 and friends?
But now I have to prepare to move places first. Because that’s what the freaks have prepared, so hey, that’s what I have to do. Life is that easy, so let me just drink in the next place as I’ve done for well over a decade now. What else is there to do other than following the misery of a bunch of DonkeyBrains?
They can’t even pay for what they have done for fuck’s sake.
