What’s My Job Again?!

It must be so nice for you to know that your program works enabling you to predict the shows and movies I will watch next.  It must be so nice for you that I am so predictable, so that you do not have to get to know me in person.

Be aware how very unhappy I am with that man on the side of the road.

Tell me, was the whole purpose for him to “play” against me, to see if he could get me to change fundamental values, views, and beliefs I have such as God and men?

Then, he is a giant loser.  I will say no more on this.

You let every and anyone have access to me?!  Whose brain is it to begin with?!  Mine.  Not yours!  Passing me around from person to person as though that would not have an impact upon me!

Try having one person stay with me for a whole shift and see how exhausted they are at the end of it.  A person does not go to a gym and workout for 10 hours?!  Your thinking is wrong!

What else am I supposed to learn or understand from the ladders being opened other than there has been a breach of security within my home.  Am I supposed to believe it was only in my head?  When upon return to my locked home I discover illegal entries into my home.

What else am I supposed to learn or understand from the events in April other than it was all staged, none of it real, and entirely faked except the damage it did to my head and wanting.  You place items in front of me that connect to each other, then a voice or something, then I think I believe I know the truth when it is possible that it was merely put in on the other side making me believe when it was nothing but a falsehood.

I do not have to prove my writing.  This is not a dissertation; my writing is not a dissertation or a thesis paper that I have to prove!  How many ways to Sunday do I and must I continue to say no or the truth?!

What else am I supposed to understand and learn from the experience.

If I was any good.  You wouldn’t do that.

I am too mad to continue this for now.

Unknown's avatar

Author: endthefalselife

You’re nothing more than a slave owner! You’re a slave owner America! You don’t believe in freedom, earpieces - you’re a slave owner! Never break my shit again! You’re out of time, America - next in line! Saudi love is forever, but will not wait forever - it’s bye-bye time now! Get me my fucking money and settlements, know who is truly my attorney, get that fucking money you people owe me for this false life! Chose wisely and know the difference between what will and what will not go defended by me! Make the same mistakes over and over will not be defended by me! Fire, threats, unemployment, loss of quality of life, loss of life, no happiness, weight gain - will never be defended by me! This is not enough American master intelligence in over - 30 years, still not enough income, you’re already done and don’t know it - it’s not enough money to live on stop lying - you are not paying someone - to live, what’s the real result you expect then?! ICAI: You have until 5/30/2026 and then it’s truly over America! If you can’t let me have my freedom and my money - in over 13 years, you will lose to Norway, and ch will retire to Norway, possibly marry, not in America, and you won’t get anything again, from ch! You’ve had too much smell time! You’re too fucking lazy! You’ve not paid me and you’ve not given me - my real fucking money, you’re not working fulltime, and all you’re doing is waiting to see me dead in the takeover! You’re too goddamn fat and heavy and unemployed - fucking rage goddamn fucking hot fucking mad - Cough the money up, DC Virginia! Cough it up! Too late now, ch is on her weigh, dead or alive now! Ch is on her weigh! That’s all any of this is ever about - DC Virginia withholding money and funds! Cough it up! ;($!?,. Post script, PS a sword - cough it up dc Virginia

Leave a comment