Whirlwind Reaping: Is It Right for America?

[Jackstar]

I think you’re projecting here.

Anyway, hi. Different she. How am I unclear about this? Because obviously if it were somebody that I could talk to here, then it would be somebody that I would talk to here about it, it wouldn't be two boys from Texas telling me to shut up and stand down.

Think, Biff, think. Also, I said "vessel"  and I meant vessel. The actual individual you're all totally nonchalant about freaking out about, nothing suspicious there, might not come back, obviously, I don't rescue people against their will, but there's an urn involved.

Or there may be, in fact, three people. I don't know. Just happened like a few hours ago, right? Yeah mysteriously I had a dream about all of this happening and know exactly what to do and I'm not surprised I'm getting push back from all of you. Wow, what a surprise. Feels like I'm home again.

[Jackstar]

I don’t have any legal proceedings with any of my former relationships.

Check with Divine Court. I'll hold/*\wait. Hang on—yeah you should be getting your phone call soon

[Jackstar]

Check with Divine Court. I'll hold/*\wait. Hang on—yeah you should be getting your phone call soon

Well it looks like something's happening. Who could possibly have guessed that?

You can't stop the signal.

[Jackstar]

Look, that was fun and all, but it's time to get back to work.
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It's not very nice, and I'm still not real happy with Certain People(TM), but nevertheless I built this place to be an unassailable fortress, and: it is.

Look, we don't have to make a big deal about this.

[Master Trollda]

Well it looks like something's happening. Who could possibly have guessed that?

You can't stop the signal.

Yes I can. I just choose not to.

[Jackstar]

Yes I can. I just choose not to.

You may be unaware of the nature of the signal and I fail to understand any reticence on this issue. Note that I don't have any interest in promulgating any signal at all! What's done is done--call it Divine Intervention, as I prefer that to yammering on about being an Ambassador to The_Quincunx.

Tell you what: you stop stopping me, and you go ahead and stop your signal... and also, stop all the signals to all your little minions that have been:

1) crafting false paper charges;
2) spread false Intenet rumours;
3) actively creating false trails of evidence;
4) failing to provide Authority with whatever they need to recognize that your New(TM) Wife called 911 on 12/24/21 and lied to dispatch, thus setting into motion a chain of events that still kinda chaps my ass to this day.

If it should be the case that I have some of these pronouns and family titles wrong, please do let me know... uh, not at all. I'm not concerned about what you think I am concerned about, because I'm not addicted to either sex or drugs, and I'm not working on getting laid right now, which should be obvious except to your entire line marriage/group marriage/extra-maritial partnering group/cryptocurrency mining shell corporation. Get it? I have -no- idea what you got going on, I'm not asking to find out, and it was withing five minutes of posting that message -on this website- that I got nearly-instant pushback from not just one, but two (2) Good Ol' Boys down in Texas, who both seem ultra-excited to slow me down on any number of journeys.

I don't know why they have so much fuckin' free time to get their chocolate in my peanut butter, however, that's neither here nor there at the moment. Now, if you can't carry on a conversation... you don't really count. Now do you? Ha! Ha! Ha!

[Jackstar]

Yes I can.

I'll just wait, Puppet Master. By the way: we've met. Let me guess, you worked really hard on that list of charges that I owed you for helping you move to the house that you had me thrown out of on Christmas, right? Fascinating.

Is there something I can help you with besides explaining to you why your pushback is markedly peculiar? To even the most casual of observers? Also, you--haha, "you"--asked why I put Tarot in this thread, making it, and I quote, "totes gay." (You didn't even conjoin the words right, you wanker.) You said I looked like "Oprah watching faggot." Do I have that right?

These -are- your words. Now, tell me where I'm wrong.

Yes I can.

I am eager to hear your counter proposals spoken in a nasally, high-pitched tone as if emitted by a cockroach--but last I saw you, you were not all that far off from an actual Human pureblood's voice. Hark! The herald angel sings!

[Jackstar]

I just choose not to.

I choose not to cease. Mission contract is valid. Hey, can I borrow your flying car? Wait, never mind, I'll call David myself and just ask politely, which seems to be something you've never been able to do, along with introducing yourself.

(If it were a matter of -actually- rescuing you or just -politely waiting- for that universe to explode, I'd honestly think hard about whether there was any point in going, however, there are rare minerals and such that--I can assure you--are well within your fields of interest not to get all pissy with me about.

Also, I see your assassin lurking outside. Literally the fourth one just in the last few hours. "Come" on man. (Or whatever it is that a meatsuit filled with tiny annelids does these days to indicate assent.) What do you expect me to do? I'm listening.

[Jackstar]

Look, we don't have to make a big deal about this.

It's cool how I know everything I need to know already, n'est-ce pas? Now, strictly speaking... I don't -need- to know what's going on with my family, nevertheless, being a Human, I'm still pretty likely to be following up on my Life's path.

Meanwhile, I love this video. It's perfect for Sadge. I'll have to do Capricorn next.

[Laser]

WTF?! Why did you totes gay this thread up with tarot card readings?

Does anyone else understand what is going on with that ****? Why not just throw some chicken bones on the floor and scarf the entrails while you're at it? 





Party on, dude.

[Jackstar]

Party on, dude.

It's always a party when I can hear a phone ringing in my head. Can't answer it, of course, but...

What exactly is mysterious here? It's already happened. Decisions made. Shrug.

[Jackstar]

Why not just throw some chicken bones on the floor and scarf the entrails while you're at it? 

Because, Miller/HIGHLIFE\Wade, it was hoped that -someone- would do something -intelligent- around here for once, and if I didn't give you all here an opportunity to save your friends, they wouldn't know that you've all been captured by Egyptian Scarab Death Beetles that seem to have allied themselves with The Borg. Or whatever. Frankly I don't know what you all saw in each other in the first place, although the floppy-pointy bells'n'nointy hats are a real pleasant touch.

btw: IneededA Jester Hat, and -she gave me one.- It's in my fucking closet. Do I use it? No. Do I have permission? No.

Did I ask for permission? No. I'm not that kind of occult researcher. I'm the kind that does what I am told. Mostly.

[Laser]

Does anyone else understand what is going on with that ****? Why not just throw some chicken bones on the floor and scarf the entrails while you're at it? 

How surly of me! I meant snarf.

[pate]

How surly of me! I meant snarf.

Axing for a fiend, TIA.

[Jackstar]

Axing for a fiend, TIA.

Elmer isn't here. You got me. May I suffice? I am but a lowly worm--but at least, I'm not a sniveling, whiny dick.

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I do have mad street cred tho.

^^^^^ He's right, you know.