Not really sure how I'm expected to continue reading past this:
The fact that I noticed the "highly cited", bit my tongue, and continued regardless will require some therapy - I suspect - to come to terms with.
I mustn't be so hard on myself, but that was a sloppy effort.
The psychiatric industry is very much hampered by a long, proud history of Toddlers too stupid and vile to live, demanding and getting 'respect' from Toddlers. The idea that any study must be deferential to previous insanity flies against every academic tenet worth a damn.
What humans do is whatever those who destroy their minds and continually play patron>vassal imprinting games with their minds via the media's FEAR campaigns for life...tell them via the media to do.
Everyone is insane except for me and a couple others. I've proven this beyond logical refute too often to continually pretend that Toddlers who aren't willing to refute the logic, aren't willing to accept the logical proofs, aren't willing to do anything except hold onto their faith and their Confidence Tricks...are worth hanging around for.
Her name was Nasa. Yes, like the Space Program. Amazingly, missed by me when she hit on me at Funky the night before and gave me her number. The next day, I made lots of tight jokes, some lame ones, zero of them registered. Her English wasn't great but she was fucking hot.
Empty feeling though. She wasn't Thai. She was Taiwanese.
This is her ass taken by me looking out over my balcony at Lebua @ State Tower (tight hotel).
I read at 700wpm with >95% comprehension retained. Have you ever seen me feign illiteracy to pretend I didn't read a post?
If these were supposed to be counter-arguments, you may have been misinformed by someone - somewhere - at some point. One figures.
Maybe all points.
You're claiming that your body requires you to do something you claim shames you or blah blah it's all bullshit. Either you do it and you take ownership of your actions without shame at your conducting them or you don't it.
Simple. This bullshit I want to eat my fatalistic excuses and keep my self-defeating shame too, is dumb. Beneath any conversation I am going to be in. And an insulting lie that will never allow your reacquisition of the Self they robbed you of in order to use you as a human disposal marble.
I wasn't sure how I regained my Self, and I'm still not sure but it's possible I got my Self-respect back by slamming Lies in the faces of sleazy creeps all over the internet. I don't know if it has value but then I wasn't doing these things for that reason. I've been doing this a long time now on YouTube & commenting on articles and every time I see lies and brazen creepy sleaze I try and ridicule it with Truth. I was doing this all for me because I was sick.to.death. of shivering at the insanity of fucking creeps that every tenet of the creepiest world imaginable literally produces.
Somewhere, perhaps related perhaps not, I got my sense of Self back. It's a prerequisite to making a claim for sanity.
It's not hard to do. It doesn't take long. What I want to know is "Why do I literally never see this sort of thing anywhere? I do it. But why? The think the answer is that you're all filthy but I'm willing to listen to defence arguments for justifying why you walk past sleaze and lies every day without getting audible.
It's a scam product so I'm not going to get emotional about getting their branding right. But yes, whatever they brand themselves as is what I meant but didn't believe was valuable enough to Google for accuracy.
Show me where you have made a logical argument. Feel free to highlight the logical argument. If the argument is to be found in that link, whoops. You have failed to make a logical argument for my clicking on it. Actually, you've made a pretty good logical argument for my NOT insulting myself with the idiotic propaganda written by imbeciles too stupid to distinguish medicine from substitute medicine of unknown chemical properties.
It's such an easy mistake to make.
This is your summary argument in conclusion of a rebuttal that contains exactly zero (0) rebuttal arguments.
This is not logical nor is it in your best interests. You should endeavour less to hold onto what you know and endeavour to try to learn the correct information (for a change).
Or counter with the correct information if I have erred in logic or w/e.
Nothing in the above even makes sense. It's a disgrace. What is this? Don't answer that question. Just learn.
What is this nonsense. You think this is how you make an argument?
You're going to need less FAITH in your moronic set-belief-system and in your memories which have all be referenced from an incorrect starting point and are patently corrupted. You need to have less trust in the psychological cognitive decision-making capacities of mice when degrading yourself and degrading anyone that reads your attempts to draw links to obscure dreams? (these are lab environments in your mind, without anything to assess their existence? WHY AM I EVEN BEING DEGRADED LIKE THIS. WHY AM I BEING FORCED TO POINT OUT TO YOU THAT YOU HAVE NOT MADE AN ARGUMENT IN ONE POST AND HAVE NO LINKS AND JUST RAMBLING ABOUT MICE IN YOUR SECOND?
This is degrading. Stop looking for reasons to believe what you idiotically want to believe. You want Self. You don't want to be their slave.
What the fuck are you talking about.
Don't explain the insanity above. I'm telling you that you need to have a clue about what you're talking about because...THIS...whatever this is, this is something I'm never going to be happy about doing ever again.
Where does the research lab in your mind find its cocaine for the tests with mice that are somehow linked to your mind or....pass.
You are asking me to feel empathy for a lab mouse that you have identified with. Jesus. Christ. Too much emotion for this little mouse you imagine is you.
Here's a much better idea for what you could do.
Don't do the above.
Rummage all you like or don't rummage. But don't ever present an argument that makes me want to be disgusted. Because I don't FEELING that way. Don't make me FEEL disgusted with your idea of a counter-argument.
Maybe dial up the rummaging by a factor of 20 ? Make an argument in support of your position or a counter-argument against mine. This....I don't do this. Whatever rummaging means. I'm assuming it means you tried and couldn't find it.
So for all I know you just imagined it, just like the emotions you imagine in your imagination which are not real but are merely imagined. You understand?
I think you are mental.
I think the mental power of your brain to drive your body is so far outside your capacity to fathom, that you get convinced about things you want to believe the instant creeps convince you that it's all a foregone conclusion. It's a bit like pedophiles who believe they are biological pedophiles. how is that possible.
Answer: No one knows shit.
But what you know, need to be disposed of and you need to start fresh.
Is this your idea of an argument for getting me to read an article on genetic predisposition to addiction? Why would I find it interesting?
$100,000 says I can get whatever joke scientist was PAID to come up with that link between HEREDITARY failure to come up with all kinds of ludicrous arguments. Stop reading what the poison-sellers want you to believe.
What human beings know about the human brain is so horrifying it would be better if everyone stopped pretending they had a clue and started from scratch. The scientific community has been corrupted by greed, nothing you're going to read is paid for by DECENCY.
MONEY MONEY MONEY. Science isn't supposed to work that way.
I'm not going to click on your moronic links until you learn how to make an argument better than "you might find this interesting".
I would be willing to just drop this nonsense about dopamine and what have you and call it a day, I am declared the loser. Neither of us has anything to gain, at your request only I will support my arguments with the best data I can (obviously I believe I can find legit data, it will take time that I don't have to support an argument you will never *ever* acquiesce to) and you may rebutte if it sounds interesting to you.
I find the topics moot, I was only trying to say I was mini-relapsing because of horrible horrible drug cravings. I then supported this by giving examples that make sense as to where drug cravings come from.
The bottom line though is that- I am actually not seeking pain relief these days. In fact I just had a three hour conversation with my step father that was so amazing...I have far more important things to discuss than mice drinking cocaine water and what have you, and whether or not the body's #1 nuerotransmitter (ok ok, ach makes for a compelling challenger, actually I would love to discuss this shit, but not debate whether or not such things fucking exist in the first place) so yeah.
more important things, sorry for being so disgustingly presumptuous, truthfully I felt like you thought I was declaring myself back on drugs and seeking pain relief, as if nothing had really changed. This is not the case, at all. When you led in with having to meet someone, then come back with a very long monologue about why i was a moron for relapsing, all the while it's clear you are high as fuck, I saw that as clear trolling. Like "i have to meet someone (your dealer) and now, Mike, I will tell you why you are such a moron for having to get high, and I'm going to rub your nose in the fact that Im high as a kite at the same time!"
Thats my paranoia for you.,..anyway.....So, yeah, that girl NASA like wow. You fucked her on the real? Your life just can't be real, YOU can not be real.
Hey people tell me the same thing all the time! haha....,ha
I find the topics moot, I was only trying to say I was mini-relapsing because of horrible horrible drug cravings. I then supported this by giving examples that make sense as to where drug cravings come from.
You were mini-relapsing because you were unhappy. The cravings are nothing more than your brain polling the various forward units.
Thirsty? Nah we're good.
Hungry? Nah we're good.
Oxygen intake? Both lungs serviceable, everything's good down here.
Tired? Nah we're good.
Cold, warm, clammy? All good boss. Nothing we can't handle.
What's our blood sugar doing? Levels are all adequate.
Hmm. Something's wrong. We've got SENSORS going haywire up there. The brain is unhappy. We need something. What could it be.
.......
What could it be. Something's definitely wrong. Something's missing, I can SENSE it.
.......
That's the terrible equivalent of my artwork but you should be able to get the idea?
When you're unhappy, your body will try to heal your mind and bring you back to neutral because humans are not supposed to exist in a default state involving pain or suffering. Those signals are supposed to send you back to neutral. Take your hand off the hotplate. Jump out of the boiling pot. Leave the Filipinos if they want to boil.
Your body will kick into action to fix your corrupted mind. To bring you back to neutral you will NEED things your C&C frantically believes it needs as it runs through the list of what could be missing. When you're in pain, something is very wrong. Your C&C knows this and will never be able to see Catholicism's insanity coming. You think you're craving blow. Nonsense. Your body is flushing the corrupted neural pathways trying to work out why your mind is in pain.
Some girls dig into a 4L tub of extra creamy ice-cream. Some kids smoke meth. Others can read a book or watch TV or listen to music. Some post on forums. Some have sex. Some do blow. Whenever you are unhappy, the human body automatically attempts to redress deficiencies. It won't be able to make you sane though. Only you can unimagined what has been screamed into you by those who snickered because "It's probably for the best" - teehee "oh Arithemaeus, you're incorrigible".
We're all driven to return to neutral. It's our default state. That's why the filthy creeps can exploit with unsolicited assaults on our consciousness (or even below anything we can consciously register, but how could that ever be regulated).
That's the rub innit. You cannot regulate human insanity. If you prevented humans from screaming children insane, you could do away with all laws and regulations in a couple generations. When you're sane, everyone acts in their own best interests. That includes taking oneself out of the field of play because when everyone is sane everyone can do the game theory and no one has to trust anyone else not to corrupt the process.
On an unrelated topic, this girl is a Thai girl. Not an Isaan girl. 100% Thai. She wouldn't give us the time of day. sigh.
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The bottom line though is that- I am actually not seeking pain relief these days.
Nonsense. Everyone on this planet permanently resides in negative emotional territory.
We suffer even when we're happy. It just becomes a issue of scaling.
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truthfully I felt like you thought I was declaring myself back on drugs and seeking pain relief, as if nothing had really changed. This is not the case, at all. When you led in with having to meet someone, then come back with a very long monologue about why i was a moron for relapsing, all the while it's clear you are high as fuck, I saw that as clear trolling. Like "i have to meet someone (your dealer) and now, Mike, I will tell you why you are such a moron for having to get high, and I'm going to rub your nose in the fact that Im high as a kite at the same time!"
Thats my paranoia for you.,..anyway.....
Yeah you'll be 'relapsing' until all that emotional insanity right there goes away. You can't live in that kind of imagined confusion and not imagine very real pain.
Also, I'm not like a three year old yeah? There seems to be some confusion.
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So, yeah, that girl NASA like wow. You fucked her on the real?
She wasn't Thai so at the end of the day it was all a bit
She wouldn't have been in the top 50 "on the real" but then I kinda 'raped' 40 of those so...not sure if they 'count'? Fwiw Nasa very nearly raped me, but at the last moment I didn't stand up to bullying.
I don't 'rape' girls anymore, not even when they demand it. That's the only reason girls get raped by idiotic games of chicken / disinterest. But I don't play chicken with them anymore (and win, because seriously? It's fucking chicken, impossible to lose unless you both lose) because there is this thing called Self. And with Self, sleeping alone and sleeping with a girl is a bit...of a wash. When it comes to the sleeping after you've slept together, you'll sleep incomparably better alone with yourSelf. Girls without Self are very needy.
They think they're being delightfully charming. But they're only mildly screaming so I can tolerate it okay.
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Your life just can't be real, YOU can not be real.
I think that all the time. My baby sisters are dead, or worse. I'm living in the aftermath of a corruption that no longer keeps me offline for the most depressing of all reasons. I was a waste of their time in 2011.
I spent the first half of my life in Hell enduring what I could not control with the stoic strength which evaporated 'magically' the second I started trying to impress creeps. Pretty girls too stupid to be afraid, terrified boys too proud to be sane. These are the morons I moronically handed over my entire existence and asked them to handle my self-worth for me for a decade. Would you believe? I felt implausibly worthless for the longest time.
It's not as horrifying as it might sound. After all, they Loved me. That's why they made me live in misery for almost a decade of pain they expressly inflicted to keep me by their side. If I were you, they'd be your mother. But more vicious than your Mom, I imagine. And 50x as cunning.
Why did I do such a stupid thing? That's a good question. Why does anybody.
I handed over to the imbeciles the power which had afforded me the ability to survive the impossible, because I was tired of being right in a world of wrong. I was sick to death of being sane in a world of insanity.
I wanted the world's idiocy. They just tried to smear their endless shame and ridicule onto everything instead.
I could have killed to possess your idiocy.
I wanted it that badly. It made perfect sense to me. Because no one sane could ever see the insanity of you imbeciles coming. How was I to know you were all LYING about being happy? You fucking Toddlers are unfuckingbelievable with your lies.
Incapable of imagining a world where imbeciles would lie non-stop about their MISERY, I thought all stupid people were happy. I was miserable, and I had no reason to hide it except for when my misery would be infectious. At those times, I fought the insanity of the viral misery of others screamed onto everyone and everything.
I screamed but mostly silently. I spent close to a decade trying to force myself to be stupid. I had some moderate success. I couldn't hope to keep up with the stupidity of 7 billion Confidence Tricksters running game on each other. You cannot help them because they block your dumb Confidence Trickery out. They might not win but they sure as hell won't LOSE.
The only way they can lose is by falling for the endless lies and scams of the other Confidence Tricksters.
7 billion could win if by some ludicrous miracle they could understand I'm not running game because I have no angle. I'll die short of the required amount by ~7 billion.
My life cannot be real. I cannot be real. This horrifying world cannot be real. It was surreal 5000 years ago. The blood. The guts. The billions already dead. The billions going to die. All of it an illusion. Prisoner's dilemma dominoes.
I try to find distractions here and there because I'm stalling for something that is 0% chance of happening now. It's easier to be distracted in Thailand than Philippines because Thais aren't tortured victims of Catholicism...
...yet.
Western money is flooding in and has been for a long time. Western 'values'. The creeps are infecting anything they come into contact with. I'd know that viral emotional insanity anywhere. The signs of Catholic emotional insanity are starting to show.
Here's to Thailand 2025.
I would self-immolate for this country if I thought it could stall the madness. You can't stall madness. You can only gently and mercifully silence it. You cannot fight it. You cannot make logical cases or arguments; you can't reason with Pain.
Pain will scream. If you do not silence it, you will scream. If they do not silence pain and you, they will scream as well. Everyone is screaming.
Stuff I do when I'm too depressed at my inability to write or do anything but watch the emotional flames flickering across the world, is like...time-killing. You only want what you cannot have and then once you can have it....
Well you know how the Catholic Corruption goes. You're infected.
I didn't realise I could have been doing what I do now without magic or secrets or techniques or anything beyond capacity to be emotionally sane. The exploitation and manipulation of others mostly cannot touch me. But for 10-15 years, the horror sent me insane. All I needed was to understand these two truths. It's all it took to reverse the insanity.
"Love is whatever you can still betray" and "The only thing you HAVE to fear is fear itself."
Sanity is a power that feels a little bit like Power; the problem with being sane in this world is that you see the horror that the insane are too stupid or too shrewd or too vile to 'notice'. The exploitation is...overwhelming.
Humans taking advantage of whatever humans they can has overwhelmed everything. It's very very very hard to have fun.
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scoots this back and forth with mike is getting boring now lets see some more pics of nasa she looks fine from behind
I got her on FB but I dunno what's appropriate cause I'm pretty tired, I'll just pick a couple where she's kinda obfuscated with a different look or whatever.
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i hung out with scooter in bangkok.
he is the last of the white niggers.
and so am i.
I wrote this at some point; some drug-hazed memory is flashing. But if it's yours, obviously I stole it. I do that with good lines. So much easier than writing your own.
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Gonna go out on a limb here and say skynig has his tasty wasties delivered. Also there probably is a service charge but it is money well spent.
Tasty wasties = hookers?
No but I'm not happy about it. I can't really have anything to do with hookers anymore because it's not their fault, but their clientele are the creepiest of the creepy mass of all of you. I can't handle creepy shit. I shut down when they tip-toe around me asking permission to use the bathroom and talk about being a "service provider" and WTF.
I got no problem with sleeping with hookers. I'd normally prefer it, because it should be a lot more sane than all the bullshit demented Toddler games involved with hooking up with a whore who doesn't want to Trade.
I just try to ignore all that bullshit with girls that aren't 'working' (and yet they work so hard, at playing) but of course the games aren't for my benefit. Girls have to go through their demented processes and all the cliched bullshit and 'safety' tricks and brainwashing before they can permit themselves to have fun. If they ever get to that point, and I'm not talking about their legs splitting. Their legs will split regardless of whether or not they've managed to whitewash away their imagined shame.
It's very degrading to be used for sex, of course.
I'm pretty sure I know more about that than most girls who imagine every time they have sex, they're getting used. They sure don't seem to mind, for a minute or two. lolz. It's literally the least I can do. I wouldn't want to overuse them like you stud-muffins would. That would be ABUSE of their 'favours', which they know they're supposed to be saving for that special someone who will divorce them within a few years.
But the insanity of feeling shame over something that sailed hundreds of ships ago...
I can't handle the fucking creepy shit hookers are forced to subscribe to when they're dealing with the victims of the creepiest Polite Societies imaginable.
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Western money is flooding in and has been for a long time. Western 'values'. The creeps are infecting anything they come into contact with. I'd know that viral emotional insanity anywhere. The signs of Catholic emotional insanity are starting to show.
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