Avatar
whit
1c8c53baed3142f7a3fe2de922c7ee110dab7e581928960083a4a16e8b04677e
Love leads ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ’ฉ๐ŸŽต๐Ÿถ๐Ÿ™โ™พ๏ธ๐Ÿ•œ๐Ÿ’ช๐ŸŒž๐ŸŒ•๐Ÿ‘‹๐ŸŒ€๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿปโ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ’œโœจ๐Ÿซ‚๐Ÿต๏ธ๐ŸŒน โœจโœจโœจ #LARPER & Cousin: IMA Adorable Unofficial #WEIRDO #POMNI & #JAX FOR EVERYTHING @STARSHIP in DEEP SPACE Use @BITCHAT cause it works cause Lady Liberty ๐Ÿ—ฝ #USA LOVE ๐Ÿ’œ

Now I have to look up songwriting ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿค™

To the tune of American ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ Pie ๐Ÿฅง Some of it has multiple choices

A long, long time ago, I can still remember (RENEGADES REGULATORS SPARTAN BEACHES โ€ฆ)

Sparta you a muse sings โ€ฆ

Enjoy โ˜บ๏ธ the song ๐ŸŽต

How the U.S. used to make me smile

And I knew if I had my chance

That I could make those people prance

And maybe they'd be kinder for a while

But the Persian Gulf made me shiver

With every news source Iโ€™d devour

Bad news at our doorsteps

I couldn't take one more look

I can remember how I cried

When I read about Americans side

But something changed me deep inside

The day the people took sides

(Americaโ€™s Great Divide)

So, bye, bye, Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to The Levee, but The Levee was dry

And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey in Rye

Singin', "This'll be the day that I die

This'll be the day that I die"

==== cut out

So, why, why, Miss America Tried,

Drove my Youth to The Couth, cause The Youth was Truth.

And them good old boys were

Spewingโ€™ Hatred and lies

Singin', "This'll be the day that they die

This'll be the day the U.S. diesโ€

=== end cut

Did you see the looks of judge?

Did you shoot for faith in God above

If the Bible tells you so?

Now do you believe in love and soul

Can humans save our morals, Bro

And can you teach me how to Breathe real slow?

Version 2

(And do you have love in humans above

If the logic tells you so?

Do you believe in lock 'n' load?

Can politics save your tormented soul?

And can you teach me how to Breathe real slow?)

***********END VIDEO NOW!!!

Well, I know that you're in love with him

Cause I saw you preaching of the sins

We both kicked off our shoes

Then I live those prisms and views

I was a lonely teenager humpinโ€™ ruck

With a pink complexion & an Army Truck

But I knew I was out of luck

The day my battle buddy tried

And do you have love in humans above

If the logic tells you so?

Do you believe in lock 'n' load?

Can politics save your tormented soul?

And can you teach me how to Breathe real slow?

I started singin', "Bye-bye, Miss American Pie"

Drove my Heavy to The Bevy, but The Bevy was dry

Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey in Rye

Singin', "This'll be the day that I die

This'll be the day that I die"

โ€”โ€”โ€”break here โ€”โ€”

I started singin', "Bye-bye, Miss American Pie"

Drove my Chevy to The Levee, but The Levee was dryness

Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey in Rye

Singin', "This'll be the day that I die

This'll be the day that I die"

(I saw a mall shooter dead on the tiles

With a brink complexion and 4 deaths Picked up

The day the mall boy died)

I started singin', "Cry-Cry -Miss Liberty dies

Drove my Scary to The Friendly, but The Friendly was dry

Them good old boys were speaking Freedom Inside

Singin', "This'll be the day that I cry

This'll be the day that I cry"

โ€”โ€”- End breakโ€”-

Now for ten years we've been on our own

And WEALTH grows fat on a spinninโ€™ stone

But that's not how it used to be

When the jester sang for the king and queen

In a coat he borrowed from Times Obscene

And a choice that came for you and me

/////Now for many years we've been on our own

And wealth grows fat on a spinningโ€™ stone

But that's not how it used to be

When the diverter came for the dumb and the green

In a look he brought from history seen

\\\\\ End Break

Oh, and while the Queen was looking down

The jesters grew its horny crowd

The boardroom was concerned

No perfect was discerned

And why Freedoms Bled, dumb like a Fox

Puppeteers practiced in the dark

And we watched movies in the park

The day humanity died

I started singin', "Cry-Cry -Miss Liberty dies

Drove my Scary to The Friendly, but The Friendly was dry

Them good old boys were speaking Freedom Inside

Singin', "This'll be the day that I die

This'll be the day that I die"

Helter Skelter in the summer swelter

* Helter Skelter on the world shelter

The birds flew off with a fallout shelter

* the banks flew off with a bailout schedule

Eight miles high and fallin' fast

* Rates sky high and crawling fast

It landed fowl on the grass

* It branded scowls on the class

The players tried for a forward pass

* The day traders tried for a forward mast

With the โ€œless-thanโ€ on the sidelines in a cast

Now, the half-time BLAIR was sweet perfume

While the PLAYBOYS played a CHARGING tune

We all got up to parlance

Oh, but we never got the chance

'Cause the SPEAKERS tried to take the field

The marching HATE refused to yield

Do you recall what was revealed

The day HUMANITY died?

((And do you have love in humans above

If the logic tells you so?

Do you believe in lock 'n' load?

Can politics save your tormented soul?

And can you teach me how to Breathe real slow?)

We started singin', "Bye-bye, List Americans liesโ€

Drove my Chevy to The Levee, but The Levee was dry

Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey in Rye

And singin', "This'll be the day that they die

This'll be the day that YOU die"

======

And now:

Oh, then now , we are all in one place

All Generations lost in cyberspace

With no time left to start again

So come on, Attack be nimble, Attack be quick

Attack Trolls rage on a constant uptick

* Cause hate is divisions best friend

*

Oh, and as I watched them on the stage

My hands were clenched in fists of rage

* My heart broken open in twists to engage

No angel born in Hell

* No angles born in Hell

Could break that Satan's spell

* Could wake Ms. INFORMATIONโ€™s swell

And as the flames climbed high into the night

* Claims climbed high into the Sites

To light the sacrificial rite

* to light the superficial spite

I saw Satan laughing with delight

* I saw Liars laughing with delight

The day the music died

* the day my free speech died

He was singin', "Bye-bye, Miss American Spy"

Drove my words to The online, but The online was sly

Them good old boys were

Spittinโ€™ shadow bans & lies

And singin', "This'll be the day that she dies

This'll be the day that I die"

===

I met a girl who sang the blues

* I was a girl who claimed the news

And I asked her for some happy news

* And I freely gave all some happy views

But she just smiled and turned away

* But wealth just smirked and pushed me away

I went down to the sacred store

* I went down to that sacred store

Where I'd heard the music years before

* Where Iโ€™d known the truth years before

But the man there said the music wouldn't play

* But the pain there said the humans wouldnโ€™t stay

And in the streets, the children screamed

* and in the boards, the children dreamed

The lovers cried and the poets dreamed

* Unkind bothers lied and the poets unseen

But not a word was spoken

* But no human word was posted

The church bells all were broken

* The brain cells all were stolen

And the three things I admire most

* The You, Me and the We

They caught the last train for the coast

* They took the last brain for the roast

The day Human Kind died

And they were singin', "Bye-bye, Miss American Pie"

* And they were singinโ€™ Hi-High, Miss Love A.I.

Drove my Chevy to The Levee, but The Levee was dry

* Drove my brainy to the Query but the Query was a lie

And Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey in Rye

* And Them good old rich were drinkin water in the sky

Singin', "This'll be the day that they die

This'll be the day that Earth diesโ€

=====

They were singin', "Bye-bye, Miss American Pie"

* They were leavingโ€™: โ€œBye, Bye Blue Marble Skyโ€

Drove my Chevy to The Levee, but The Levee was dry

* Road my wealth to the rocket, where to space we will fly

Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey in Rye

Singin', "This'll be the day the poor die"

My phone dies someone better come to my door with water.

Itโ€™s so pretty ๐Ÿ˜ One

heart SSSSSSSS ๐Ÿ’ž gathering as one 1๏ธโƒฃ nest ๐Ÿชบ WORLd ๐ŸŒ WIDe Webb :

Violetta Spied-

Era โ€ฆ okay Spider

Written 15 August 2025

To whit: spread the average number on each

Fucking kids trying to gaslight me after calling old people gross.

Me: considering XX% of our income comes from tourists who is gross?

We love XX.

Not the point.

Then they deny what they said. FUCKING CHILDREN. Grow your uterus and drop your balls.

Thatโ€™s the issue when kiddos come to town.

Lots of alcohol & humans get stupid. #GFY

Good luck on your wedding tomorrow.

////////

Just some folks playing with dolls.

nostr:nprofile1qqsddtl6r9dmwx22wpvr9af4lfjm4vwcmndd56e9grlnfvmsjygtzacpz4mhxue69uhkummnw3ez6un9d3shjtnpwpcqz9thwden5te0dehhxarjv4kxjar9wvhx7un8a94huv

Why did I just see this?

Love leads ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ’ฉ๐ŸŽต๐Ÿถ๐Ÿ™โ™พ๏ธ๐Ÿ•œ๐Ÿ’ช๐ŸŒž๐ŸŒ•๐Ÿ‘‹๐ŸŒ€๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿปโ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ’œโœจ๐Ÿซ‚๐Ÿต๏ธ๐ŸŒน

๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿค”๐Ÿ„๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ“ฐ๐Ÿ˜‹โœจโญ๏ธ๐ŸŸ๐ŸŒž๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐ŸŽต๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ”‘๐Ÿ“ ๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿคฉ1๏ธโƒฃ๐Ÿคค๐Ÿ˜‚๐ŸŒฒ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿฆ„โ™พ๏ธ

โ„น ducking love ๐Ÿ’œ RAINBOWS ๐ŸŒˆ

Which In Deeds

Trauma dump so Iโ€™ll split in case you wanna skip. โญ๏ธ โญ๏ธ The man who taught me healed me. Or quantum entanglement or something. He was my catalyst as Iโ€™ve been to so many others. But more importantly he was my best choice I ever made. He broke me completely. Shattered an already broken mosaic of a soul to smitherines. Humbled me completely.

โญ๏ธ So yeah. When a man bangs you like a God โ€ฆ And then calls you a power-bottom.

Which I didnโ€™t know what that meant either.

OK, ๐Ÿ‘Œ

Pollinators rock ๐Ÿค˜

Monarch butterflies ๐Ÿฆ‹ bees ๐Ÿ wasps

Nature is best #art

- Love ya world ๐Ÿฆโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ

My ๐Ÿถ got me to ๐Ÿ”ฅโ˜„๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿš€๐Ÿคฃ

Well played weirdos!!!

You say I only hear what I want to โ€ฆ. ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽผ๐ŸŽต

Ohhh ๐Ÿ˜ฒ I miss you ๐Ÿฅฐ ๐Ÿ˜Žโ™พ๏ธ

Download the app. Itโ€™s pretty self explanatory.

Replying to Avatar Beautyon

Imagine building something that no one is using, and then building something on top of that even less people can use unless it's under the most strict conditions, that no ordinary person will tolerate under any circumstances... and then thinking.

"THIS IS GOING TO RAWK!"

No, it's not going to rawk. It's going to die a slow death after the initial excitement in a small number of people wears off, unless a radical change happens...whatever that may look like.

And even as it's launched, all people can think of saying in these place is, "GM FRENZ", when the world is on the brink of WW3 and events unimaginable are commonplace.

This is a picture of the failure of a generation with the greatests tools and frameworks in the history of mankind at their fingertips...and all they can come up with is, "GM FRENZ".

This is the generation that could kill the Federal Reserve and usher in a golden age of financial liberty, flexibility, and absolute monetary justice. They could still kill it...well...at least the ones who are awake.

Instead, they set up strawman problems to solve, the solution of which do not result in the world changing, solutions designed to completely avoid confrontation of any kind with any body.

And herein is the key. There are people with the super powers required to fix problems but who abhor confrontation so much, they are paralysed in the one area that is a prerequisite to making global change

The ability to make decisions themselves.

All the great technologists have one thing in common; they are so convinced of their principles and solutions that they have absolutely no hesitation to tell anyone about how and what they think about any subject; in fact, they fall over themselves to do so at every opportunity.

If you can't articulate what you believe, if you are paralysed by indecision, if you are a a disinterested and deluded coward, you can't help anyone, and the powers you have are nullified by your low character.

Meanwhile...

The tiny number of people who don't suffer from these character flaws, and who have the means, are able to do things that change the world. Even if after they do that, they turn to the Dark Side, if they've left something behind that is good, perhaps that is all they were born for; that one single good thing that changed everything...like Dr. Richard Daystrom, and the Duotronics breakthrough that profoundly changed computer science forever.

The time you're living through is without precedent. On many fronts, fundamental changes to how man interacts with man are at the fingertips of every person of every class. How could you shrink from this challenge? How could you not see yourself in the rรดle of an active participant bound for glory (Excalibur final scene: Arthur kills Mordred).

How can you not...get this?

You've woken up on the shore of your subconscious. You don't know where you are, how you got there, why you're there, how to get back to the real world...but several levels up, the real world is there, and so is your real life, and everyone who is really alive.

PROTIP: That's where you want to be. Not in a dream world where you're deceiving yourself that you're living; the real world is where life is, not deep down there on that beach.

Stopped reading once I realized you havenโ€™t accepted WW3 has been here a long time.

SAMESIES ๐Ÿคฃโœจ๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿ˜‚๐ŸŒฒ

Been awhile. ๐Ÿค™

Fax ๐Ÿ“  and ima American ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ

GOOD MORNING WORLD ๐ŸŒ